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WORKIN' AND DREAMIN'

LYRICS

TREES OF HEAVEN

BORIS McCUTCHEON

WHO CUT DOWN THE TREES OF HEAVEN?  WHO CUT DOWN THE TREES OF HEAVEN?  

I DID, I DID

 

WHO CHOPPED DOWN THE CHINESE ELMS?  WHO CHOPPED   DOWN THE CHINESE ELMS?

I DID, I DID

 

WHEN I DONE IT, IT FELT GOOD, CAUSE I LET THE SUNSHINE IN, AND I GAVE MY PEACHES A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN

 

NOW WHO’S GONNA FELL THE ORANGE MAN?  WHO’S GONNA FELL THE ORANGE MAN?

WE WILL, WE WILL

 

WHO’S GONNA SEND THE DEVIL PENCE, BACK TO HELL FOREVER HENCE?  

WE WILL, WE WILL

 

WHEN WE DONE IT FELT GOOD, CAUSE WE LET THE SUNSHINE IN, AND WE GAVE OUR KIDS A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN

 

WHO DROVE OUT THE MONEY CHANGERS?  WHO DROVE OUT THE MONEY CHANGERS?

HE DID, HE DID

 

JESUS IS MY SUNBEAM, JESUS IS MY SUNBEAM

AMEN, AMEN

 

WHEN HE DONE IT IT FELT GOOD CAUSE HE LET THE SUNSHINE IN AND HE GAVE MANKIND A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN

 

NOW WHO TORE DOWN THE BORDER WALL?  WHO TORE DOWN THE BORDER WALL?

WE DID, WE DID

 

WHO GAVE MARIA A DRINK OF WATER? WHO GAVE MARIA A DRINK OF WATER?

WE DID, WE DID

 

WHEN WE DONE IT IT FELT GOOD CAUSE WE LET THE SUNSHINE IN AND WE GAVE THE POOR A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN 

 

WHO SHOT THE DRONE FROM THE SKY SHOT IT THROUGH IT CRYSTAL EYE? 

I DID, I DID

 

WHO HUNG THE TIRE FROM THE BOSQUE TREE?  WHO HUNG THE TIRE FROM THE BOSQUE TREE?

I DID, I DID

 

WHEN I DONE IT IT FELT GOOD CAUSE I LET THE SUNSHINE IN AND I GAVE MY KIDS A FIGHTING CHANCE TO SWING

 

MY ORCHARD LADDER RINGS LIKE A BELL, MY ORCHARD LADDER RINGS LIKE A BELL

ONLY GOD CAN TELL,  ONLY GOD CAN TELL

 

WHO SEES THROUGH YOUR TATTERS CLOTHES AND KNOWS THE COLORS OF YOUR SOUL?

HE DOES, HE DOES

 

AND WHEN HE DOES IT IT FEELS GOOD CAUSE HE LETS THE SUNSHINE IN AND HE GIVES  YOUR LIGHT A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN

 

WHO CUT DOWN THE TREES OF HEAVEN?  WHO CUT DOWN THE TREES OF HEAVEN?  

I DID, I DID

 

WHO CHOPPED DOWN THE CHINESE ELMS?  WHO CHOPPED   DOWN THE CHINESE ELMS?

I DID, I DID

 

WHEN I DONE IT, IT FELT GOOD, CAUSE I LET THE SUNSHINE IN, AND I GAVE MY PEACHES A FIGHTING CHANCE TO WIN

DREAMIN' AND WORKIN'

BARD EDRINGTON V

THESE HANDS OF MINE ARE STRONG, STRONG LIKE AN OAK TREE, THEY HOLD LIFE AND TAKE LIFE AND FEED YOU AND ME

 

I LEARNED AS A YOUNG MAN, MY FATHER TAUGHT ME, HE SAID ”BUILD WHAT YOU CAN, TAKE CARE OF YOUR FAMILY”

 

DOWN IN ALABAMA, NEAR TUSKEGEE, WE WORKED LIKE GROWN MEN, LAUGHING AND CARE FREE

 

WITH NED WE BUILT A BRIDGE, ACROSS THAT CYPRESS SWAMP, THROUGH THE PALMETTOS ON THE ISLAND, THAT’S WHERE WE WOULD ROMP

 

I’M DREAMIN’ WHEN IM WORKIN’ AND WORKIN’ IN MY DREAMS

ITS A LONG WAY DOWN, MUCH FURTHER THAN IT SEEMS

 

I’M DREAMIN’ WHEN IM WORKIN’ AND WORKIN’ IN MY DREAMS

AS I STAND ON THIS BRANCH, I’LL BEND IN THE BREEZE

 

CRACKED HANDS BRUISED KNUCKLES OUT OF WHICH BLEED, THE THINGS THAT I WANT AREN’T ALWAYS WHAT I NEED

 

SO SON LIVE YOUR DREAMS, BE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE, YOUR YOUNG AND FREE TO CREATE YOUR REALITY

 

I SHALL LEAVE HAVING ENTERED A WORLD OF MORTALITY, EVERYTHING I’VE LEFT, IT SHALL SET ME FREE

 

SO HANDS DON’T FAIL ME KNOW, I’M RELYING ON THE, TO KEEP ME FROM FALLING OUT OF THIS TREE

 

I’M DREAMIN’ WHEN IM WORKIN’ AND WORKIN’ IN MY DREAMS

ITS A LONG WAY DOWN, MUCH FURTHER THAN IT SEEMS

 

I’M DREAMIN’ WHEN IM WORKIN’ AND WORKIN’ IN MY DREAMS

AS I STAND ON THIS BRANCH, ILL BEND IN THE BREEZE

SINGING GRASS

BORIS McCUTCHEON

ALONG THE GREEN RIVER, I DUELED FOR A LASS, HER NAME WAS SINGING GRASS

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AND WHEN THE SMOKE LIFTED THE FRENCHMAN HAD PASSED AND I WON MY SINGING GRASS

 

ALTHOUGH I FAILED TO SPELL, I COULD SPEAK HER LANGUAGE WELL, AND I SPOKE WITH HER KIN FOR A WHILE

 

I TOLD THEM I WAS DYING AND MY HEART WAS BEATING FAST, FOR THE WOMAN NAMED SINGING GRASS

 

WE MARRIED IN THE ASPEN WHEN THE SPRING TIME WAS LAUGHING AND THE FAWNS TOTTERED IN THE WOODS

 

OVER THE GREAT MOUNTAINS WHERE NO WHITE MAN WONDERED, WHEREVER THE TRAPPING WAS GOOD

 

WE SET TRAPS TOGETHER ON THE EDGE OF A RIVER, AND I WRAPPED HER IN A GOLDEN PELT

 

AND YOU’LL NEVER KNOW HOW COMPLETE I FELT WHEN I WON MY SINGING GRASS

 

PICKING WILD GRAPES IN THE FALL WE DIDN’T HAVE A CARE AT ALL AND I WENT TO TOWN AND TRADED FOR SOME BEANS

 

SINGING GRASS WHISPERED “WITH YOU CHRIS ITS A DREAM, YOUR MY SUGAR AND YOUR MY CREAM”

 

“I FEEL A LITTEL FAINT, BUT IT’S NOTHING TO FEAR, LETS CONTINUE SALTING THE MEAT”

 

SHE FELL DOWN WITH THE FEVER AT MY FEAT, THE WOMAN NAMED SINGING GRASS

 

LAY DOWN, LAY DOWN, MY SINGING GRASS FOR I CANNOT BARE TO LOSE THE

TWO BABES IN THE CABIN WHITH EYES LIKE YOU AND YOUR FADING LIKE THE DEW

 

I TOOK THE LITTLE GIRLS ON A RIDE TO TOWN AND I BURIED THEIR MOTHER IN THE GROUND 

 

AND YOU’LL NEVER KNOW THE PAIN I FOUND WHEN I LOST MY SINGING GRASS

 

ON THE  BACK OF A MULE 3O YEARS COME TO PASS, NO MAN OR MOUNTAIN COULD KILL ME 

 

AS SHE SANG OVER MY BODY THROUGH THE DESERT AND VALLEYS MY ANGEL SINGING GRASS

 

WELL I MAY BE THE REAPER OF YOUR DESTINY, BUT YOU WOULD NOT HAVE EVER HEARD OF ME 

 

IF HER LIFE HAD BEEN SPARED I’D BE DUST IN THE AIR WITH THE ONE NAMED SINGING GRASS

 

IF HER LIFE HAD BEEN SPARED I’D BE DUST IN THE AIR WITH THE WOMAN NAMED SINGING GRASS

WHISKEY AND A WOODSTOVE

BARD EDRINGTON V

SET ME ON A MOUNTAIN, WITH A JUG IN MY HAND, I’LL DRINK MY WORRIES TO THE PROMISED LAND

 

FOR I’M BOUND TO TURN IT, TURN IT ALL AROUND, OR I’LL LIGHT A MATCH BOYS, BURN IT TO THE GROUND

 

BUT IT WON’T BE NOBODY’S FAULT BUT MY OWN, I CAME OUT THE WEEDS WHEN I WAS GROWN

 

WHISKEY AND A WOODSTOVE, CORN LIQUOR AND GUNS, WELL THE BOTTLES ALL EMPTY, AND THE SONG IS SUNG

 

LIKE A HORSE WITHOUT SHOES, AND NOWHERE TO RUN, WHISKEY AND A WOODSTOVE CORN LIQUOR AND GUNS

 

IM TROUBLE BOUND, THATS WHAT THEY SAY, “THAT BOY HE’S TROUBLE, BEEN IT ALL HIS DAY”

 

I GOT LIGHTNING IN A BOTTLE, MOMMA SAYS “PUT IT DOWN.  DON’T LEAVE IT LAYING AROUND SON, YOU’LL BURN THE HOUSE DOWN”

 

BUT IT WONT BE NOBODY’S FAULT BUT MY OWN, I CAME OUT THE WEEDS WHEN I WAS GROWN

 

WHISKEY AND A WOODSTOVE, CORN LIQUOR AND GUNS, WELL THE BOTTLES ALL EMPTY AND THE SONG IS SUNG

 

LIKE A HORSE WITHOUT SHOES, AND NOWHERE TO RUN, WHISKEY AND A WOODSTOVE CORN LIQUOR AND GUNS

FLINT HILLS

BARD EDRINGTON V

OUT OF THE EARTH THAT’S WHERE HE WAS BORN, HE’S WORKING HIS DOGS IN THAT PRAIRE MORN

 

CHASING DOWN THAT OLD WILD HARE, HE CAN HEAR THOSE HOWLS THROUGH THOSE FLINT HILLS

 

LONG DARK HAIR AND FARM GIRL CURVES, SHE’S PRAYING OVER HER SOLDIER WHO’S WAITING ON HER PRESERVES, 

 

WAITING FOR THAT OLD TRAIN TO COME, LONG DOWN THE TRACKS IN MORGANTON

 

IN THE FLINT HILLS, IN THE FLINT HILLS

 

FOUR KIDS ON THE GROUND AND DOGS IN THE YARD, THEY NEVER KNEW LIFE COULD BE SO HARD

 

HUNGRY MOUTHS TO FEED THE WHOLE DAY THRU, BUT THAT’S WHAT KANSAS DOES TO YOU

IN THE FLINT HILLS, IN THE FLINT HILLS

 

OFF TO THE SOUTH TO MAKE A FRESH START, WHERE THE TREES TOUCH THE GROUND AND THE WATER’S FILLED WITH SALT 

 

AND THE SWEAT, WHEN IT ROLLS, IT ROLLS IN THE NIGHT, THEY CAN’T HEAR THOSE HOWLS THAT THEY LEFT BEHIND

 

IN THE FLINT HILLS, IN THE FLINT HILLS

 

RUNNING THROUGH THE SWAMPS CHASING THAT OLD WILD BOAR, LIFE’S BEEN GOOD THEY CAN’T ASK FOR MUCH MORE

 

THE HOUNDS THEY RUN TO PAY THE BILLS, NOT LIKE IT WAS BACK IN THOSE FLINT HILLS

 

IN THE FLINT HILLS, IN THE FLINT HILLS

 

OUT OF THE BAIT SHACK, THAT’S WHERE I WAS BORN, THOSE ARE THE DAYS THAT I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR

 

WHEN WE’RE ALL GATHERED AROUND THE LAKE, LORD HE SHE COMES WITH HER CHOCOLATE CAKE

 

IN THE FLINT HILLS, IN THE FLINT HILLS

HORSES MADE OF WIND

BORIS McCUTCHEON

HORSIES ON MY MIND WHEN I WAS CHILD

 

HORSIES ON MY MIND THEY WERE BIG AND WILD

 

HORSIES ON MY MIND WHEN I WAS CHILD

 

HORSIES ON MY MIND THEIR EYES DEEP AND WILD

 

I COULD RIDE A BARE BACK I WAS ONE OF THE FEW

 

DOWN IN THE MAPLE SWAMPS I WAS GETTING CRAZY TOO

 

HORSE HE GETS CRAZY WHEN ITS WINDY, IM GETTING CRAZY TOO

 

HORSE HE GETS CRAZY WHEN ITS WINDY, IM GETTING CRAZY TOO

 

IM GETTING CRAZY, WILD AND CRAZY TOO

 

SNORTING AND FARTING WHEN THE WIND STARTS BLOWING, WE HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY’RE KNOWING

 

FARTING AND SNORTING WHEN THE STORM STARTS BLOWING, WE HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THEY’RE GOING

 

IM GETTING CRAZY, IM GETTING CRAZY TOO

IM GETTING CRAZY, WILD AND CRAZY TOO

 

KICKING AND RUNNING WITH THEIR TAILS IN THE AIR, GO AND TRY TO CATCH ONE IF YOU DARE 

 

KICKING AND RUNNING WITH THEIR TAILS IN THE AIR, GO AND TRY TO CATCH ONE IF YOU DARE

 

I’M GETTING CRAZY, I’M GETTING CRAZY TOO

I’M GETTING CRAZY WILD AND CRAZY TOO

 

BABY I CAN TELL YOU’VE BEEN ALL COUPED UP, IN YOUR STALL A LITTLE TOO LONG

 

BABY I CAN TELL YOU’VE BEEN ALL COUPED UP, IN YOUR STALL A LITTLE TOO LONG

 

YOUR GETTING CRAZY, YOUR GETTING CRAZY TOO

YOUR GETTING CRAZY WILD AND CRAZY TOO

 

WHY DON’T YOU RUN AROUND, WITH THE HORSIES, RUN AROUND IN THE FIELD

 

BABY YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE, SEE THE WORLD MY WILD MARE MOUNTAIN GIRL

 

 I KNOW YOU CAN FART AND SNORT, YOU DO IT JUST FOR, JUST FOR SPORT 

 

(ALL THE SILLY HORSES)

 

ALL THE SILLY HORSES ARE MADE OF WIND

MADE OF WIND

 

(DISMOUNT)

 

IM GETTING CRAZY AND YOUR GETTING CRAZY TOO

RENDEZVOUS DUEL

BARD EDRINGTON V

SO TAKE ME BACK, TO YOUR BED, THE ONE WHERE WE CAN LAY OUR HEADS

AND I WILL TELL YOU, ALL MY STORIES, FOR I’VE BEEN GONE SO LONG

 

I RODE OUT ACROSS THE PRAIRIE, TRAPPED MORE PELTS THAN I COULD CARRY

I TRADED THEM ALL AT GREEN RIVER, WHERE I DUELED A MAN AT THE RENDEZVOUS

 

THERE WERE DAYS WHEN I GOT WEARY, MARCHING ACROSS THE DESERT WITH GENERAL KEARNY

THEY HOLED US UP ON A MOUNTAIN SIDE, THERE WE ALL PREPARED TO DIE

 

SO I SNUCK OUT UNDER A NEW MOON, THIRTY MILES BARE FOOT, I LOST MY BOOTSI LOOKED UP AT THAT MEXICAN MAN, AS HE LIGHTS A MATCH AND HE TAKES A DRAG

 

I KILLED MANY MEN BUT I’M NOT PROUD, THIER WAR CRIES, WELL THEY SEEMED SO LOUD

BUT REVENGE IS THE DEVIL, THIS I KNOW, YOU CAN DIG MY GRAVE, DIG IT DEEP AND LOW

 

THEY MAKE ME OUT, TO BE SOME HERO, BUT HAVE YOU SEEN A DOLLAR, CAUSE I’VE SEEN ZERO

TALL TALES, LIKE THE HIGHEST PEAK, SO COLD AND CLEAR LIKE THE MOUNTAIN STREAM

 

AND I FEEL BAD, FOR THE PEACHES, THE HOGANS WE BURNED AND THE SHOTS WE FIRED

THE ACRES OF CORN WE ATE, SO MANY DIED OUT OF HATE

 

SO TAKE ME BACK TO YOUR BED, THE ONE WHERE WE CAN LAY OUR HEADS

AND YOU CAN TELL ME ALL YOUR STORIES, FOR I’VE BEEN GONE SO LONG

CHILI LINE

BARD EDRINGTON V

I’VE NEVER LEFT THIS MOUNTAIN SIDE, I HEAR TALES OF A TRAIN THAT WE CAN RIDE

 

MOON SHINING ON MY WINDOW PANE, DADDY WAKES ME UP TO CATCH THE TRAIN, HEAD ON OUT IN THE POURING RAIN

 

OFF IN THE DISTANCE I CAN HEAR THE MOAN, LIKE A LOW RUMBLE AND A HAUNTING TONE, HAUNTING TONE GONNA CARRY ME HOME

 

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE I HEAR YOU WHISTLING THROUGH THE PINES

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE HAULING UP THAT STEEP INCLINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE SAY YOU’LL BE A FRIEND OF MINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE TAKE ME BACK TO ANOTHER TIME

 

AS WE GLIDE THROUGH THE SHADOWS OF THE MESA, WHERE THE SKY TURNS GOLD AND THE ROCKS PRIETA

MY FEET REST ABOVE THE RIVERS EDGE, RAVEN CALLS MY NAME FROM THE ROCKS LEDGE, I’M LIKE THE LAST ONE FROM THE NEST TO FLEDGE

 

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE I HEAR YOU WHISTLING THROUGH THE PINES

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE HAULING UP THAT STEEP INCLINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE SAY YOU’LL BE A FRIEND OF MINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE TAKE ME BACK TO ANOTHER TIME

 

AS THE RAILS ECHO OFF THE CANYON WALL, LIKE A MOTHER REPLIES TO A LOVING CALL

SUN SETS ON A NEW DAY, PATH AHEAD LEADS ME ON MY WAY, NEVER TO FEAR NEVER TO STRAY

 

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE I HEAR YOU WHISTLING THROUGH THE PINES

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE HAULING UP THAT STEEP INCLINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE SAY YOU’LL BE A FRIEND OF MINE

CHILI LINE OH CHILI LINE TAKE ME BACK TO ANOTHER TIME

O THE BIRDS STILL SING

BORIS McCUTCHEON & BARD EDRINGTON V

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING, 

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING, 

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING EVEN WHEN THEY’RE STARVING, 

EVEN WHEN THEY’RE STARVING 

 

TINY LITTLE FURNACE ON A WINTERS DAY, 

TINY LITTLE FURNACE ON A WINTERS DAY, 

TINY LITTLE FURNACE ON A WINTERS DAY,

BLESSED ALL THE CREATURES ON A WINTERS DAY, 

GIVING THEY’RE SONG AWAY, GIVING THEY’RE SONG AWAY

 

YOU GOT THE WINGS, 

YOU GOT THE WINGS, 

GOD GAVE YOU THE WINGS

GOT THE WINGS,

 TO SPREAD THEM THINGS AND GO 

 

SON KEEP ON WALKING, 

SON KEEP ON WALKING,

KEEP YOUR HEAD UP HIGH AND YOUR EYES ON THE SKY, 

WATCH THEM CRANES FLY BY, 

WATCHING THEM CRANES FLY BY

 

GIVE WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING, 

GIVE WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING,

SAVE A LITTLE SAPCE FOR THE HIGHER GRACE, 

YOU GIVE WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING, 

GIVE WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING

 

YOU GOT THE MEANS, 

YOU GOT THE MEANS, 

GOD GAVE YOU THE MEANS

YOU GOT THE MEANS,

TO SPILL THOSE BEANS AND GO

 

OH THE MAGPIES STILL SCREAM AND SCREECH, 

OH THE MAGPIES STILL SCREAM AND SCREECH,

OH THE MAGPIES STILL SCREAM AND SCREECH,

EVEN WHEN THEY GOT NO CHICKS TO TEACH, 

EVEN WHEN THEY GOT NO CHICKS TO TEACH

 

SHE GIVE ME LITTLE PIECE OF HER TATTERED NEST,  

GIVE ME LITTLE PIECE OF HER TATTERED NEST,

I HUNG IT WHERE IT LOOKED THE BEST 

SHE GIVE ME LITTLE PIECE OF HER TATTERED NEST,

GIVE ME LITTLE PIECE OF HER TATTERED NEST

 

YOU GOT THE STRINGS, 

YOU GOT THE STRINGS, 

GOD GAVE YOU THE STRINGS

YOU GOT THE STRINGS TO WEAVE THOSE THINGS AND GO

 

OH THE DONKEYS STILL BRAY 

OH THE DONKEYS STILL BRAY

OH THE DONKEYS STILL BRAY

OH THE DONKEYS STILL BRAY

EVEN WHEN THEY GOT BAD HAY 

EVEN WHEN THEY GOT BAD HAY

 

SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA GO DOWN TO THE BASEMENT

SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA GO DOWN TO THE BASEMENT

DOWN TO THE BASEMENT WHERE THE SPIDERS LIVE

TO SEE WHAT THE ANGELS SENT

SEE WHAT THE ANGELS SENT

 

 

YOU GOT THE WINGS, 

YOU GOT THE WINGS, 

GOD GAVE YOU THE WINGS

GOT THE WINGS, 

TO SPREAD THEM THINGS AND GO

 

DOWN IN THE TORTURED ORCHARD,

DOWN IN THE TORTURED ORCHARD,

I CUT DOWN A TREE IT ERUPTED WITH BIRDS, 

LORD IT MADE ME JUMP WHEN THEY CAME OUT OF THAT STUMP

 

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING, 

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING, 

O THE BIRDIES STILL SING EVEN WHEN THEY’RE STARVING, 

EVEN WHEN THEY’RE STARVING 

BITTER FROST

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SILVER BUDS, WITH SILK AND FELT, NO SNOW ON THE MOUNTAIN LEFT TO MELT

THE RIVERS TRICKLING, THE WAR IS ON, AND IF THEY WHITHER ALL HOPE IS GONE

 

PROTECT THE MEEK WHATEVER THE COST, PROTECT THEM FROM THE BITTER FROST

 

GHOSTLY BRANCHES BY THE RIVERS BEND, THEY DON’T WORRY ABOUT THEIR END

COMPOSE YOURSELF BELOW THE CLOUDS, THERE’S SOMETHING BORN INSIDE YOU KNOW

 

TAKE THIS DAY BEFORE IT CRACKS, THROW THE HATE AWAY, PUT THE LOVE BACK

PROTECT THE MEEK WHATEVER THE COST, SHIELD THEM FROM THE BITTER FROST

 

SILVER BUDS OPEN FOR THE BEES, THEY FAN THE WORLD WITH A BILLION WINGS

SINGING LIGHTLY WITH A HOLLY HUM, SO MANY VOICES YET TO COME

 

BUZZING “WE CAN DO THIS, YEAH WE CAN WING, IT’S TIME FOR THE STINGING TO BEGIN”

PROTECT THE MEEK WHATEVER THE COST, PROTECT THEM FROM THE BITTER FROST

 

SILVER BUDS, WITH SILK AND FELT, NO SNOW ON THE MOUNTAIN LEFT TO MELT

THE RIVERS TRICKLING, THE WAR IS ON, AND IF THEY WHITHER ALL HOPE IS GONE

 

PROTECT THE MEEK WHATEVER THE COST, PROTECT THEM FROM THE BITTER FROST

PROTECT THE MEEK WHATEVER THE COST, SHIELD THEM FROM THE BITTER FROST

BORIS McCUTCHEON

I'VE BEEN THINKING​

BARD EDRINGTON V

I THINK BABY THAT I’LL GO LIE DOWN, MY HEAD’S SPINNING AND MY FEAT ARE ON THE GROUND

 

JUST SOMETHING THAT I’VE BEEN THINKING

 

DROP IN THE BUCKET WON’T DRAIN THE WELL,  BUT ANOTHER DRINK GONNA MAKE ME FEEL LIKE HELL

 

I GOT A WOMAN WITH A HEART OF GOLD, AFTER HER YOU KNOW THEY BROKE THE MOLD

 

IT’S JUST SOMETHING THAT I’VE BEEN THINKING

 

DROP IN THE BUCKET WON’T DRAIN THE WELL, BUT ANOTHER DRINK GONNA MAKE ME FEEL LIKE HELL

 

IV’E TAKEN ONE TOO MANY HITS TO THE HEAD, THERE’S THE ONE THAT ALMOST LEFT ME DEAD

 

JUST SOMETHING THAT I’VE BEEN THINKING, LORD I BETTER QUIT DRINKING

 

DROP IN THE BUCKET WON’T DRAIN THE WELL, BUT ANOTHER DRINK GONNA MAKE ME FEEL LIKE HELL

 

I THINK BABY THAT I’LL GO LIE DOWN, MY HEAD’S SPINNING AND MY FEAT ARE ON THE GROUND

 

JUST SOMETHING THAT I’VE BEEN THINKING

 

DROP IN THE BUCKET WON’T DRAIN THE WELL, BUT ANOTHER DRINK GONNA MAKE ME FEEL LIKE HELL

JANUARY

BORIS McCUTCHEON & BARD EDRINGTON V

LITTLE BEE FLYING AROUND LOOKING FOR A FLOWER (JANUARY, JANUARY)

SAYS “FREE ME FROM THIS JANUARY”

IT’S THE LONGEST MONTH I’VE EVER SEEN

I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW IT CAN GET MORE MEAN

YOU CAN CALL ME A SNOWFLAKE, CALL ME A FAIRY

BUT THE WHEELS ARE COMING OFF SOMETHING SCARY

 

YOU CAN CRY FOR ME A FAKE NEWS RIVER, BUT WE’RE COMING FOR YOU ORANGE MAN, WE’RE COMING FOR YOU AND YOUR LIVER, ORANGE MAN

 

 

ALL OF MY HENS WERE ASSASSINATED

BY THE LOW DOWN WEASLE OF JANUARY

NOW YOU SAID IT WOULD BE A BETTER YEAR

AS LONG AS YOUR WHITE, NOT MUSLIM OR QUEER

YOUR GONNA WAKE UP IN A BATHTUB FULL OF ICE

YOU’VE BEEN MORE NAUGHTY THAN YOU’VE BEEN NICE

 

YOU CAN CRY FOR US A FAKE NEWS RIVER, BUT WE’RE COMING FOR YOU ORANGE MAN, WE’RE COMING FOR YOU AND YOUR LIVER, ORANGE MAN

 

I KEEP TELLING MYSELF THIS TOO SHALL PASS

BUT THE TURPIN TORTURE’S IN A DIFFERENT CLASS

IT’S THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG AND IT’S MELTING FAST

I FEEL BAD FOR THE CREATURES LEFT HOLDING THE BAG

NOW YOU SAY YOU WANT TO BE A LYING DICTATOR

OUR COUNTRY’S NOT A TOY YOU SPOILED FIRST GRADER

REDNECKS DOING DONUTS ON THE WHITE HOUSE LAWN

TIME TO CUT THE STRINGS ON PUTIN’S PAWN 

YOU CAN CALL ME A SNOWFLAKE CALL ME A FAIRY

BUT THE WHEELS ARE COMING OFF SOMETHING SCARY

 

YOU CAN CRY FOR US A FAKE NEWS RIVER, BUT WE’RE COMING FOR YOU ORANGE MAN, WE’RE CMING FOR YOU AND YOUR LIVER, ORANGE MAN

 

WE WANT YOUR LIVER

FAULT LINE

BARD EDRINGTON V

I REMEMBER WALKING IN THE PARK, GAZING UP ON A CASTLE ON THE HILL

BOATS RIDES THRU THE CANALS, SINGING, DANCING DRINKING TO OUR FILL

 

AS WE EMERGED FROM THE DARK, DRUM BEATS IN MY HEART

SO MANY LIVES LIVED BELOW, AS WE WALKED HAND IN HAND ACROSS THE ZOCALO

 

BUT I’VE GOT YOUR LOVING ON MY MIND, AIN’T NO REASON TO WONDER WHY

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

 

OH WHEN THE EARTH BEGINS TO SHAKE, GONE IS THE FEELING OF HATE

WHEN THE WALLS FALL DOWN, BETTER OPEN UP THOSE PEARLY GATES

 

THEY ALL GO RUNNING TO THE SOUND, BEFORE THE DUST EVER HITS THE GROUND

ONE MILLION HANDS SEARCHING ALL AROUND, FOR A LONE CRYING CHILD THEY HAVE FOUND

 

BUT I’VE GOT YOUR LOVING ON MY MIND, AIN’T NO REASON TO WONDER WHY

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

 

SO MANY STONES LAID BY HAND, GODS READ THE STARS AND THEY GIVE COMMANDS

WHO GIVES THEIR LIFE UP TO THE SUN, ON THE GROUND WHERE THE KIDS ALL WOULD RUN

 

CACTUS HOLDS THE WIEGHT OF AN EAGLE AND A SNAKE, PERCHED ON DRY GROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF A LAKE

VISION TO BEHOLD IT DID TRANSPIRE, AND IT ALL BECAME A GRAND EMPIRE

 

BUT I’VE GOT YOUR LOVING ON MY MIND, AIN’T NO REASON TO WONDER WHY

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

OUR LOVE RUNS DEEPER THAN A FAULT LINE

ROGUE WAVE

BARD EDRINGTON V & ANDY KIEFFER

I SEE WHAT YOUR DOING HERE, SHAKING YOUR HIPS WHEN YOUR MOVING NEAR

MOVING NEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, DARLING PLEASE TELL ME YOU’LL TREAT ME RIGHT, TREAT ME RIGHT

 

CAUSE I’VE SEEN YOUR TYPE BEFORE, YOU KISS ME ON THE NECK AND LEAD ME TO THE DOOR

CRYING PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME BUT WHEN YOU LOCK THE DOOR YOU THROW AWAY THE KEY, THROW AWAY THE KEY

 

I’M TROUBLE IN MIND SO IT SEEMS, KINDA LIKE A SHIP LOST AT SEE

THEN A ROGUE WAVE AND IM OVERBOARD FIND ME THERE UP ON THE SHORE

 

I LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT THINKING ABOUT YOU WONDERING HOW I’M GONNA MAKE MY MOVE

LIKE A GAME OF CHESS IN YOUR DIRTY WAR, AND I DON’T WANT TO PLAY THESE GAMES ANYMORE, ANYMORE

 

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU PLAY ME LIKE A GAME OF CARDS

JACK OF DIAMONDS AND THE QUEEN OF HEARTS

LISTEN TO MY HEART AS IT STOPS AND STARTS

 

I’M TROUBLE IN MIND SO IT SEEMS, KINDA LIKE A SHIP LOST AT SEE

THEN A ROGUE WAVE AND IM OVERBOARD FIND ME THERE UP ON THE SHORE

 

WHERE I SEE YOU LYING THERE QUIT UNDRESSED TATTOO ON YOUR CHEST AND YOUR SUN DRENCHED

HOLD YOUR HAND UP TO THE SUN, COME ON PRETTY DARLING LETS HAVE A LITTLE FUN, YEAH A LITTLE FUN 

 

I SEE WHAT YOUR DOING HERE, SHAKING YOUR HIPS WHEN YOUR MOVING NEAR

MOVING NEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, DARLING PLEASE TELL ME YOU’LL TREAT ME RIGHT, TREAT ME RIGHT

 

I’M TROUBLE IN MIND SO IT SEEMS, KINDA LIKE A SHIP LOST AT SEE

THEN A ROGUE WAVE AND IM OVERBOARD FIND ME THERE UP ON THE SHORE

BALANCING ACT

BORIS McCUTCHEON & BARD EDRINGTON V

EVERYONE KNOWS LIFES A BALANCING ACT, IM TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS AND THATS A FACT

I COULD DRINK LIQUIR ‘TILL MY LIVER EXPLODES, I COULD ROAST A BIG HOG AND SWALLOW IT WHOLE

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

 

THERE’S NO TIME TO DO ANYTHING RIGHT, TO PLAY WITH MY KIDS OR COMMUNICATE WITH THE WIFE

FIRST IT’S A YING AND THEN IT’S A YANG, THEN IT’S A WIMPER AND THEN IT’S A BAIN

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

 

I’M TIRED OF THIS, I’M TIRED OF THE WAR

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE MIDDLE BETWEEN THE RICH AND THE POOR?

 

THE AMERICAN DREAM WAS HOLDING UP WELL, I PLAYED AIR GUITAR TO HENDRIX WELL

THE RADIO STILL PLAYED ROCK AND ROLL, THERE WAS TRUTH IN THE AIR THE SONGS STILL HAD SOUL

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

 

I’M TIRED OF THE SHIP AND THE WHOLE SEASICK CREW, I’M TIRED OF THE RIGHT WING AND THE LEFT WING TOO

I TRY NOT TO BE AN INTERRUPTING BREW, WHEN YOU OFFER ME PAIN I TRY TO FIND THE ROOT

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

 

I’M TIRED OF MASS EXTINCTIONS AND THE SCHIZOFRENIK SKIES

THE HURRICANE LOOKS WONDERFUL WHEN YOUR STANDING IN THE EYE

 

OH LEAD ME TO THE WOLVES SAID THE BLIND MAN IN THE DARK, I’M NOT AFRAID OF THE BITE I WANT TO HEAR THE BARK

A STICK IN THE EYE AND ONE IN THE HEART, THEY PUSH AND THEY PULL ‘TILL THEY TEAR YOU APART

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

 

I TRY TO MAKE SOME MONEY I TRY TO MAKE SOME ART, MY LIVER ENZYMES ARE RUNNING OFF THE CHARTS

THE TREES CRY OUT FOR A DROP OF RAIN, I NEED SOMETHING TO KILL THE PAIN

 

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I’M TRYING TO BALANCE THINGS

I DON’T WANT TO TRY ANYMORE

WILD ROBBY

BORIS McCUTCHEON & BARD EDRINGTON V

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, SET OUT RUNNING AND LEFT THEIR CHORES

LEFT THEIR FARMS AND THEIR MOMMAS TOO, IN FACT THEY LEFT EVERYTHING THEY KNEW

 

THEY BUILT THEMSELVES A RAG TAG SHIP, DOWN THE GREEN RIVER THEY DID SLIP

THE RIVER WAS MOVING AT A MIGHTY CLIP, IS WASN’T LONG BEFORE THEY’D FLIPPED

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, SPIED A RAPID AROUND THE BEND, ROBBY STOOD UP AND HOLLERED LIKE A FOOL, “HOLD ON BOYS THIS MIGHT BE THE END”

 

ADVENTURE LURKS IN EVERY BOY, THEY COULDN’T STOP THEY HAD NO CHOICE

THE RIVER WAS FLOWING DEEP AND STRONG, IT’S HARD TO STEAR TO TETHERED LOG

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS RAISING HELL AND MAKING NOISE, BUILDING UP A REPUTATION, STEALING INDIAN CORN WITHOUT HESITATION

 

HOPING FOR A TREASURE CHEST, STEALING EGGS FROM A TURKEY NEST

STEALINGS WHAT THEY DID BEST, EVERYWHERE THEY WENT THEY LEFT A MESS

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS,WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, THEY CARVED THEIR NAME INTO THE VOID, SAM HILL LOST AN EYE FROM AN OWLS CLAW, BILLY PULLED AN ARROW FROM HIS JAW

 

WILD ROBBY WENT OVER THAT WATERFALL, IF YOU LISTEN CLOSE YOU CAN HEAR HIM CALL

 

IT WAS IN LATE SPRING BY THE WHISPERING CAVE, ROBBY DISAPPEARED WITHOUT A TRACE

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS, FLOATING DOWN THE GATES OF LADOR ON A BUCKSKIN RAFT WITH COTTONWOOD OARS, NEVER TOLD THEIR MOMMAS WHAT THEIR RUNNING FOR

 

SWEPT UPON A GLODEN SHORE LIKE JOHN WESLEY POWELL IN THE GREAT OUTDOORS

LEFT THEIR SCHOOLING AND THEIR TOYS TO HEAR THE ALMIGHTY’S VOICE 

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS,

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS,

 

WILD ROBBY AND THE UTAH BOYS

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