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Nice Mama #4
03:19
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NICE MAMA #4
Early in the morning and the sun still down
Packin' my bag getting out of this town
Hey hey, I'm moving on
Won't live another minute inside these walls
The freight train whistles and the highway calls
Hey hey, I'm moving on
Now I paid my penalty in sorrow and shame
It'll always hurt a little when I hear your name
But for now, I'm moving on
Now the story is over and the night games played
Let the sun shine in and the memories fade
Hey hey, I'm moving on
And I know I coulda done so much better
I never claimed I wasn't wrong
And you know I could put this all in a letter
But I like the way it feels in a song
Well we made some love and we had some fun
But it's good to know when a thing is done
Hey hey, I'm moving on
Early in the morning and the sun still down
Packin' my bag getting out of this town
Hey hey, I'm moving on
And I know I coulda done so much better
I never claimed I wasn't wrong
And you know I coulda put this all in a letter
But I like the way it feels in a song
Once you held my hand looked in my eyes
Said tender words, but now I realize
It's time, I'm moving on
Now the streets are empty and the city is dead
And I'm gone already inside my head
Hey hey, I'm moving on
So long, I'm moving on
Farewell, I'm moving on.
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2. |
The Lucky Ones
04:11
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THE LUCKY ONES
We are the lucky ones, get to be in the show
We are the lucky ones, for a minute before we go
Just one in a million makes it through the door
We are the lucky ones, get to shake it out on the floor
We are the lucky ones on a 1-chord groove
In the tempo of life, don’t it make you wanna move
We are the lucky ones, all here tonight
Let’s be lucky ones Till the morning light
So love pain joy hurt life, ain’t complicated
We are fated to breathe and feel
I said love pain joy hurt life, ain’t complicated
We are fated to be real
We are the lucky ones, get to play the game
Could win could lose, it’s really all the same
We are the lucky ones, get to take this ride
Rolling in a rowboat, on an ocean tide
So love pain joy hurt life, ain’t complicated
We are fated to breathe and feel
Said love pain joy hurt life, ain’t complicated
We are fated to be real
We are the lucky ones, on the planet Earth
Just a little bit of sunlight, little water little dirt
We are the lucky ones, from a mama torn
We are the lucky ones, we get to be born
So shake it, shake it, honey, shake it good
Said shake it, shake it, honey, you know you should
I said shake it, shake it, honey, shake it good
Said shake it, shake it, honey, you know you should
Oooh, ooh
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3. |
'33'
06:56
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'33'
They've given their lectures and smiled at their guests
They're through being confessors, they've turned out the light
They've suffered through papers and graded their tests
And the history professors are drinking tonight
Yes, the history professors are drinking tonight
Bartender bartender, bring me a beer
For I've labored all day in the factory of minds
And I don't need reminders of sweet oils and thyme
And I don't want a bottle of bourgeois ideas
Just a Rolling Rock
A Rock to Roll
Down my tongue through my throat
To my old white man Soul
"From the Glass-Lined Tanks of Old Latrobe
We Tender this Premium Beer
For your Enjoyment
As a Tribute to your Good Taste
It Comes From the Mountain Springs
To you, to you … 33"
33, to you, 33
They're boyishly sleazy and charmingly broke
With the sweet sad aroma of middle aged men
They can puncture your thesis with an erudite joke
And the history professors are shit-faced again
Yes, the history professors are shit-faced again
Bartender bartender, bring me a beer
For I've cooked until dry where ideas go to die
And I want to remember that life is just cruel
And I don't want a bottle of "honey, how cool"
Just a Rolling Rock
A Rock to Roll
Down my tongue through my throat
To my White Devil Soul
"From the Glass-Lined Tanks of Old Latrobe
We Tender this Premium Beer
For your Enjoyment
As a Tribute to your Good Taste
It Comes From the Mountain Springs
To you, to you … 33"
33, to you, 33
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4. |
Perfect
04:06
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PERFECT
Late at night I climb the stair
Just to watch you sleeping there
Fix the blanket, touch your hair
Hold your hand
Get a cup of water from the sink
In case you need a drink
And this is what I think
My little man
You're perfect, I hope you never change
But I know you got to
Turn into something new
Be what you are
Yeah perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you must
Go on shine, never rust
Be my star
In the daylight, things move fast
You blink, a day has passed
But this love was made to last
My little friend
In your head sometimes, a fire burns
And you get confused in your twists and turns
But you're the boy who always learns
In the end
You're perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you will
You're not made to stand still
But to run
Yeah perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you will
I'm just happy that you'll still
Be my son.
Sometimes you wander, sometimes you're lost
Your car stalls out, your ship gets tossed
Hardly seems worth it to pay the cost
Of this circus ride
And you'll know laughter, and you'll know loss
You'll be beaten down, you'll be the boss
And we'll be together, when we finally cross
That ocean wide
You're perfect, I hope you never change
But I know you got to
Turn into something new
Be what you are
Yeah perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you must
Go on shine, never rust
Be my star
You're perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you will
You're not made to stand still
But to run
Yeah perfect, I hope you never change
But I know that you will
I'm just happy that you'll still
Be my son.
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5. |
Steal Away
04:20
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STEAL AWAY
A long time ago in Pennsylvania
Lights turned out time to go to sleep
Ringing through the winter darkness
Gospel songs sung clear and deep
"Steal away, to Jesus"
Sang the man with the big bass voice
Steal away, all the way home
Sang the man to the two little boys
"I ain't got long to stay here"
Didn't get than then
So little I knew
"I ain't got long to stay here"
I sing that again
And I know it's true
"Steal away, to Jesus"
That's my Dad, putting me to bed
"Steal away, all the way home"
And that lonesome sound is still in my head
"I ain't got long to stay here"
Didn't get than then
So little I knew
"I ain't got long to stay here"
I sing that again
And I know it's true
And a long time from now when my race is ending
Maybe you'll sing that song for me
Sing it through the winter darkness
As by and by my soul slips free
"Steal away, to Jesus"
That's my Dad, putting me to bed
"Steal away, all the way home"
That lonesome sound is still in my head
That lonesome sound is still in my head
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6. |
Bottomland
04:50
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BOTTOMLAND
Tupelo honey gum
Dark purple fruit in summer sun
That many songbirds consume
While I sit in the shade
Of our lonely room
Heart breaking, awaking
I lay here
Waiting for the sky to change
You're nowhere
Trying to rearrange
The twisted path that brought us south
The cutting words flying out my mouth
Heart breaking, awaking
The razor sharp edges
The trees' shadow casts
Let's fly away
Leave it all in the past
At the Honey Island Swamp
Tell stories of half men
And beasts of yore
Such legends we create
When we can't help but want
Want so much more
Heart breaking, awaking
The razor sharp edges
The tree’s shadow casts
Let’s fly away
Leave it all in the past
Rise up rise out
From cold dark waters
A forever gift
To our son and daughter
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7. |
Cry 'Em All Now
03:47
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CRY ‘EM ALL NOW
This cage we built for ourselves
Let’s bust out somehow
All the tears we never cried
Let’s cry ‘em all now
This long and lonely highway
That we’ve been traveling down
Can’t we find a place to stop
When we hit the next town
This dance that we’ve been doing for so long
Maybe it’s time for a break
This dream that we’ve been wandering through
Maybe it’s time to wake
For all the busted dreams, mistakes we made,
And twisted paths our lives would not allow
All the tears we never cried
Let’s cry ‘em all now
And one day, not too far away
Two other people may sit here
And say the same things that we say
And we are them, and they are we,
We just go on and on, round and round,
Spinning it up, dropping it down
Sparkling eyes in a hidden face
Shining stars in endless space
When the sheep all stand together
In a lonesome field out in the rain
A wolf is bound to come along
Eyes full of hunger and pain
You can’t pretend the day won’t end
The darkness has to find us both somehow
All the tears we never cried
Let’s cry ‘em all now.
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8. |
One Stupid Song
04:37
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ONE STUPID SONG
I'm so fuckin' pissed
That the world isn't fair
That true love always hurts
And there's pain everywhere
In my head things feel right
But in the world they're so wrong
And it don't even make poetry
Just one stupid song
And I'm so goddamn tired
Of just going into work
My students are a pain in the ass
My boss is sometimes a jerk
And I got no solution
Just a drunken sing-along
No action, no plan
Just one stupid song
One stupid song was all that I got
For a whole year of heartbreak and hurt
Dragging things fair and nice through the dirt
Just to do my little dance
One stupid song is all that remains
No sonnet for you ladies and lords
Just a sweet simple tune and some chords
That's my big romance
And I'm so fuckin' sorry
For all the shit that I did
Lyin' here at the bottom
Of that long slippery slope that I slid
All the tears and the drama
Lyin' awake all night long
Didn't even get me no masterpiece
Just one stupid song
One stupid song was all that I got
For a whole year of heartbreak and hurt
Dragging things fair and nice through the dirt
Just to do my little dance
One stupid song is all that remains
No sonnet for you ladies and lords
Just a sweet simple tune and some chords
That's my big romance
That's my big romance.
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9. |
Nice Mama #4 (B version)
04:16
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10. |
The Thing About Love
03:10
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THE THING ABOUT LOVE IS
Well the thing about love is
That it don’t always work out good
Things go wrong
Paths get crossed
People mean well
But they don’t always do what they should
So boy you just go on and on and on
Go on and on and on
You keep walking on.
And the thing about heartache
Is the pain never really gets right
You just learn to bear it
You learn to abide
But many years later
It still wakes you up in the night
So boy we just gotta go on and on and on
Go on and on and on
You keep walking on.
And I’m sorry I left you on your own
And you had to figure all this out alone
But you did alright
Put up a good fight
Got a little bit ripped and a little bit torn
But it’s gotta be better than never being born
And the thing about faith is
There is always someone to care
And the ones that love you
The ones that hang true
Come what may
those ones will always be there
So boy we'll just go on and on and on
Go on and on and on
You keep walking on.
We just go on and on and on
Go on and on and on
And keep walking on.
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Doctor Lo New Orleans, Louisiana
Dr. Lo Faber is a singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist based in New
Orleans.
He has been writing, performing, and recording for over thirty years. He formed God Street Wine in New York in the late 1980s and led the band for 12 years of nonstop touring and recording.
After GSW broke up in 2000 Faber produced the rock operas Henry's House and Friday Night Freakshow.
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