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Who's Gonna Help Me
04:16
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If I can't help me who's gonna help me?
I'm a long ways down. Who's gonna help me?
If you won't help me who's gonna help me?
It's a long ways up. Who's gonna help me?
I been sitting in my room staring at the ceiling
Been sitting all alone. I need another point of view
I been sitting in my room. I need a change of scenery
Been sitting all alone. I wonder what I'm gonna do
I went to the doctor. Doctor can you help me?
Got an aching in my heart. I'm having trouble sleeping
He said, take this note, take it to the pharmacy
It'll help with the pain but it ain't gonna cure you
So I went to the church. Father can you help me?
I don't believe in god. I don't believe in anything
Went to the church. Father can you help me?
He said you're all already lost and no one here can save you
Been bustin up my hands – try to make some money
Cuz everybody sayin you gotta make some money
Been bustin up my hands – try to make some money
But I spent it all on cigarettes and coffee
So I went to my love, said, baby can you help me?
When I stumble when I fall baby will you catch me?
I went to my love. Baby can you help me?
She said I've troubles of my own. I got no time to help you
If I can't help me who's gonna help me?
I'm a long ways down. Who's gonna help me?
If you won't help me who's gonna help me?
It's a long ways up. Who's gonna help me?
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2. |
Kids in the City
03:08
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when I sat down alone on the mountain
I was broke-down living in vain
I let the wind hear my latest confession
I said, 'I'm dying to be born again'
and then that wind got working in inside me
and the sun burned through my pain
and when that wind came howling out of me
mountains echoed with the word she's saying
she said, 'Yodl-lay-ee-hee, yodl-lay-hee”
so when I walked on down from that mountain
there was love shining from within
and now I'm dancing with the kids in the city
enlightened and ready to sin
yeah I was born in pursuit of affection
and I like the way you move your lips
but my desire is a state of affliction
crying out from my swinging hips
she said, 'Yodl-lay-ee-hee, yodl-lay-hee”
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
so you've heard my latest confession
with your eyes burning right through me
and it's a bit premature-confidential
but I'm hoping that you like what you see
but I'm a bit too self-referential
and I'm a bit too eager to please
and that hot-cold love differential
it's gonna knock that mountain wind of of me, oh no
yodl-lay-ee-hee, yodl-lay-hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
when I walk on down from that mountain, now
all I had was game
but when I get down to dance in the city, let me tell ya
all I got was pain, oh yeah
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee hee
yodl-lay-ee yodl-lay-ee
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3. |
Everywhere to Anywhere
05:15
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She had a need to get away
A desperate need to get away
And though she could not quite explain
We understood she would not stay here for long
He had a need to get away,
A restless heart and debts unpaid
And though he did not have a plan
He had his heart, a sturdy back, and able hands
What makes a person need to leave their home
To pack up their belongings, pull their roots and roam?
Is it the weather, yeah that constant rain
Or the chance to be be a new face with a brand new name?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again
She found a ticket she could pay
Across the world, far away
She only need to go one way
And after that she couldn't say, could not say
He bought a car when he got paid
He quit his job that same old day
And drove it hard across the plains
He didn't stop 'till next day sun rose again
What makes a person need to leave their home
To gather up their memories, and hit the road?
Is it the weather, yeah that constant rain,
Or the chance to be be a new face with a brand new name?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again.
It ain't no paid vacation
It ain't no pleasure cruise
It's a whole lot more more like breathing – if you choke it then you lose
It ain't no warm adventure
It ain't no choice to choose
It drives us like the beating of our hearts that we can't mute
And if time's a raging river
In its journey to the sea
Then let's all go to the water with our yearning to be free
And let's find a little courage
Sink our feet into the sway
Let the current seize our bodies and sweep us all away
What makes a person need to leave their home
To say goodbye to everything and go, go, go!
Is it the weather or a love gone bad?
Do you hope to find a place where you don't feel so sad?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again
They go from everywhere to anywhere, try to ease their pain
But the end is the beginning is the road again
There's a restlessness that's pounding on their waking days
So the sleep of sweet contentment will never kiss their brain
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on and on and on
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Bobby Jim Jesus
02:56
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I tell you Robert James Johnson was a business man
he had a whole lot of money flowing through his hands
and when he walked down the street, I tell you people'd know
because Robert James Johnson let his riches show
now Robert never walked a mile in someone else's shoes
but then I've seen him down on Hastings trying to drown his blues
and when that whiskey wasn't strong enough to heal his pain
our poor Bobby shot that heroin in his veins
and now our Bobby sees the world as a poor man sees
he's walked a hundred bloody miles in a poor man's dreams
he's been stripped of all his pride now he is born again
since he shot that blood of Jesus down in his veins
Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name
he's a shepherd and a healer to the poor and the lame
since he shot somebody else's blood in his veins
now you'll see Bobby Jim Jesus on Hastings row
and he'll be chasing 'way the sorrows from the folks he know
he's preaching 'You shall love your brother and repent your shame
when you've got that blood of Jesus down in your veins'
Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name
he's a shepherd and a healer to the poor and the lame
since he shot somebody else's blood in his veins
Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's got that blood of Jesus down in his veins
Bobby shot somebody else's blood in his veins
and now he's singing hallelujah in Jesus' name
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Thunder Out
04:43
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He stole an ancient Caravan; dirty, stubborn goat
Dropped his bullets in the gas tank and he left behind the coast
He was running fast from destiny and running from his dreams
He thought he'd find salvation in that ragged old machine
But an hour out of Edmonton he passed out at the wheel
Woke up on the rumble strip, woke up feeling real
Give that boy a cigarette, no time to catch his breath
He'll be wide awake til Winnipeg, dreaming bout his death
So he cooked a pot of rocket fuel, strained it through a comb
Sucked it back like water and it lit him to the bone
By the time it cleared his bloodstream yeah all he knew was go
An endless mile from nowhere on the left side of the road
And he drank a sea of alcohol a bottle at a time
I say, “Better stick to water if you cannot draw a line.”
But the opposite of self-control is doing what you're told
And he's so fast at living, couldn't dream of growing old
But those thick black clouds were rolling in, the wind was blowing cold
Tires broke for summer and thunder on the road
When the rain is pouring solid on the glass too thick to see
Stick your head out of the window, taste the hundred mile breeze
All that hot adrenaline broke something in his brain
He was surely seeing things, hearing voices in the rain
A wicked demon closing in, a shadow taking form
A million charging buffalo electric in the storm
Praise the storm and brace for thunder
Haul away all your illusion oh haul away slumber
Open, sky, reveal your wonder
Thunder out all of your mystery oh thunder out!
He roared on through the thunderstorm, a ghost behind the wheel
Devil on his shoulder in a coffin made of steel
Folks who heard him coming got down on their knees and prayed
Shutter all your windows if you want another day
It was a blind and lame messiah who finally took him down
Picked a stone up off the asphalt and layed him on the ground
Said, "He's done his time of breathin and he's gotta learn to share.
That's a whole damn lot of buffalo and not a lot of air."
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