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Big Gold
03:17
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Banded by greed
A fearless leader's
Company of liars, thieves, and cheaters
Brave warriors, women, children
Nothing could stand between them
Nothing between them and their need
Roll on past Frisco, boys
We're gonna find that gold
Through dirt and daggers, stick together
We'll have riches untold
Blinded by greed
A fearless leader
Mistook the fact
That his men would eat him
As each day passed with no treasure
The legacy he had
Shrank forever
Woes of failure long forgotten
Self-destruction was their only option
Roll on past Frisco, boys
We're gonna find that gold
Through dirt and daggers, stick together
We'll have riches untold
Roll on past Frisco, boys
We're gonna find that gold
I know I'll find it
Time is the only enemy
I won't be blinded
By all the doubt or treachery
I know I'll find it
Even now, down on my knees
Roll on past Frisco, boys
We're gonna find that gold
Through dirt and daggers, stick together
We'll have riches untold
Roll on past sunset, boys
We could have found that gold
If we had only stuck together
We'd have riches untold
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2. |
Red Letter
02:58
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Please read the letter, I mailed it to your daughter
Didn't think it could get any better, didn't count on it getting worse
Please read the letter, headed down to slaughter
I won't pretend that I knew better, don't mind the severed head of horse
Dear mother, I hope the words that you read
Explained enough that I'm not proud of all I did
"Put forth your best", the words stuck in my head
Every step into darkness by these words was lead
Please read the letter, the raven found it odd her
Wings were bound together, it was like she had a curse
Read from a scarlet letter, her flight was always tethered
But the dreams all unfettered, I had to rid the world of such discourse
Dear mother, I hope the words that you read
Explained enough that I'm not proud of all I did
"Put forth your best", the words stuck in my head
Every step into darkness by these words was lead
It's not your fault that I'm a bastard
Even good can be disaster
Know you did your best
And let God sort out the rest
It's not your fault that I'm a bastard
Even good can be disaster
Know you did your best
And let God sort out the rest
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Hobo Insane
03:28
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Driving to the next town, looking all around
Saw a hobo in the mirror, his luck was looking down
A big grin on his face, moving on from place to place
What fool would live this way, seeing a new town everyday
My hitch hiking brother, catching rides with truckers
Jumping train to train, hobo must be insane
My hitch hiking brother, catching rides with truckers
Jumping train to train, hobo must be insane
As I looked a little closer out of curiosity
Cleaned the dust off of my mirror and I began to see
A face that looked familiar, happy as can be
Cause I don't need your money or insecurity
I'm a hitch hiking brother, catching rides with truckers
Jumping train to train, hobo must be insane
I'm a hitch hiking brother, catching rides with truckers
Jumping train to train, must be hobo insane
Like a junkie with a habit, I've always got to have it
Just gimme one more day, don't want to live another way
Like a junkie with a habit, I've always got to have it
Just gimme one more day
I'm a hitch hiking brother, catching rides with truckers
Jumping train to train, must be hobo insane
I'll probably always be a sucker, a crazy vagrant traveler
A soul that can't be tamed, does that make me insane
Does that make me insane
Hell, I must be insane
Does that make me insane
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4. |
Save My Teeth
02:43
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Signs of the end and enhancement all a glow
Damned collectors call for blood on the telephone
Sky scraping fools buy, sell, and run life
Even my own hide from light
I'm praying that I still have teeth
By the end of this here week
I'm slowly grinding 'em down
Or they may just get knocked out
Play for the fool, tell them what they want to hear
Eat up the peace and hope driven by hate and fear
Clergy collar calling from the bars and cells
Re-brand it all, let's hide the hell.
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
I'm praying that I still have teeth
By the end of this here week
I'm slowly grinding 'em down
Or they may just get knocked out
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have)
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have)
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have teeth)
It's going down
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have)
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have)
It's going down (I'm prayin that I still have teeth)
It's going down
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5. |
Her Mother
02:50
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She works hard, dusk 'til dawn
It's all she has just to keep the lights on
Another day gone by with regret
Her life's a gamble, a losing bet
Don't feel so pretty any more
Leaves her heart there at the door
Oh little lady of the night,
Why is it such a fight?
Oh little lady of the night,
Why the fight?
Eyes shut tight, keep out the light
Her dreams live in black and white
Color bled from a soul in debt
Maybe it's just not her time yet
Don't feel so pretty any more
Leaves her dreams there at the door
Oh little lady of the night,
Why is it such a fight?
Oh little lady of the night,
Why the fight?
Keep your chin up, eyes high
Feet moving, stay out of sight
If we stop here we'll only die
We've almost made the other side
Body broken, spirit dry
Pain those tired eyes can't hide
On my shoulder you can cry
Just keep moving to the other side
Oh little lady of the night,
Why is it such a fight?
Oh little lady of the night,
Why the fight?
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6. |
Stand My Claim
03:33
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There’s no way I’m leaving now
I’ve tilled my sweat into this ground (to this ground)
Get on your horse, ride back to town
Tell ‘em I ain’t leaving without a sound (out a sound)
Better bring your guns
There’s no way I’m leaving now
I’ve spilled my tears upon this ground (on this ground)
Years of heartbreak built this vow
Son, I ain’t leaving. Go back to town (back to town)
Better bring your guns
Just know that I can’t run
Better bring your guns
Just know that I can’t
Just know that I won’t run
There’s no way I’m leaving now
Before my blood spills on this ground (on this ground)
I swear, my soul will hunt you down
I’m tellin' you, it’d be best to turn around (turn around)
Better bring your guns
Just know that I can’t run
Better bring your guns
Just know that I can’t
Just know that I won’t run
There’s no way I’m leaving now
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7. |
Beer:30
03:14
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My diet of liquid is keeping me strong
Helps turn my thoughts in to ridiculous songs
What else could propel this bus for so long
Down a road of full grief and being alone
Here's to tears, here's to fears
Here's to beers, here's to you
All your jeers and the sneers
Blinding you...
Here's to all of the times I spent fucking things up
Working hard to get out of this rut
A disappointment to you, but you'll see when I'm through
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
I don't want to sound bitter or bitch all night long
After all, that don't make for a very fun song
So I'll raise up a toast to the life you condone
And with tongue in cheek I'll say something profound
Here's to tears (here's to tears)
Here's to fears (here's to fears)
Here's to beers (here's to beers)
Here's to you (here's to you)
All your jeers and the sneers
Blinding you...
Here's to all of the times I spend fucking things up
Working hard to get out of this rut
A disappointment to you, but you'll see when I'm through
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
Here's to tears (here's to tears)
Here's to fears (here's to fears)
Here's to beers (here's to beers)
Here's to you (here's to you)
All your jeers and the sneers
Blinding you...
Here's to all of the times I spend fucking things up
Working hard to get out of this rut
A disappointment to you, but you'll see when I'm through
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
Laugh when I'm done, until then hold your tongue.
The whispers and looks made me numb
An opinion from you, most cliché and untrue
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
You take fears, me the beers, here's to you!
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8. |
Shadows
04:42
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As these blue-grays top my head
I find the days wishing for dead
Are growing far and fewer in between
With all the love that surrounds me
I have a tough time not finding
Reasons to live thankfully
Like wild flower painted meadows
Fiery sunsets shared with fellow
True Friends and Enemies
Home-cooked meals made by mama
Rainy days that make you wanna
Snuggle up by fireside with me
I see a quick approaching shadow
Nearing the end of a great battle
Time is short, thank the Lord
For the good and the bad
Don't take for granted
The little that we have
I watch the wheels keep turning
Lessons heard, the children learning
Teaching love, patiently
As the days spin quickly by
I want to live to be alive
Not miss beauty surrounding me
Like wild flower painted meadows
Fiery sunsets shared with fellows
Who've shared the road with me
Home-cooked meals made by mama
Rainy days that make you wanna
Wash clean the devils that we've seen
I see a quick approaching shadow
Nearing the end of a great battle
Time is short, thank the Lord
For the good and the bad
Don't take for granted
The little that we have
The little that we have
As these blue-grays top my head
I find the days wishing for dead
Are growing far and fewer in between
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9. |
It's a Love/Hate Thing
04:16
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I know that you don't miss me when I'm gone
Misery has been your evil plan all along
I made a promise to never let you down
It's getting hard to say I love you through a frown
It's getting hard to say I love you through a frown
As far as I can get away
Is how I dream to spend my day
Please don't find me is what I pray
As far as I can get away
Another drink should wash away a day so long
But the screeching of your voice makes it all wrong
This is the only sorrow I can't drown
It's getting hard to say I love you through a frown
It's getting hard to say I love you through a frown
As far as I can get away
Is how I dream to spend my day
Please don't find me is what I pray
As far as I can get away
If love is fair, why do you swear,
Have big white underwear, and never shave that hair?
I used to dream, now you just scream
Used to believe, now I just grieve
I had a heart, you broke apart
Wanted to try, no tears to cry
You love to pout, fill me with doubt,
Now all I want is a way out
As far as I can get away
Is how I dream to spend my day
Please don't find me is what I pray
As far as I can get away
As far as I can get away
Is how I dream to spend my day (Oh, Lord)
Please don't find me is what I pray
As far as I can get away
It's getting hard to say I love you through a frown
It's getting hard to say I love you
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10. |
Another Day
03:36
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Late in the evening
Stuck here alone
Me and the bottle
Dreaming of home
Awake at the bottom
Cold as a stone
Bad time to wonder
Is this worth the crowd
Just another day on the road
Spent all day here
Writing my wrongs
Hoping I'll find the right
Words to a song
Something to end this
Trip that I'm on
Before I end up
Too far gone
Just another day on the road
Just another day on the road
I've been making changes
Trying to rearrange things
Forgetting all the faces
Losing hold of all the places
I still feel the passion
Even when my world is
Crashing down
Just another day on the road
I think I'm broke
And this ain't no joke
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Duane Mark Austin, Texas
Duane Mark is the kind of person that hasn't always known where to fit in, but has always had a passion to share ideas. Over the years, with much trial and error, this singer-songwriter has continued to push past the concept of genre boundaries. Letting the song's story speak the musical sound, this approach creates a unique blend of characteristics... a brand we like to call AmeriKINDA. ... more
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