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Who’s that looking over here? He’s headed right this way.
He’s tall and lean and smokey-eyed; he takes my breath away.
I don’t know what he’s think ‘bout, makin’ eyes at me.
He looks like strong black coffee and I like sweet ice tea
You’re like strong black coffee, babe, and I like sweet ice tea
Everything about you is nothing like me
There’s no way we fit together, there’s no chance for you and me
You’re like strong black coffee and I like sweet ice tea
Oh Yeah!
Who’s that standin’ close to me and dancin’ way too slow?
My mind is in a muddle and I think that I should go.
His arms are strong around me and I don’t think I can breathe.
He’s like strong black coffee and I like sweet ice tea.
You’re like strong black coffee, babe, and I like sweet ice tea
Everything about you is nothing like me
There’s no way we fit together, there’s no chance for you and me
You’re like strong black coffee and I like sweet ice tea
Oh Yeah!
Who’s that standing by my side and holdin’ me so close?
He’s tall and lean and smokey-eyed, the man I love the most.
I’m thinkin’ that it’s time for me to change my old decree
And take up drinkin’ coffee instead of sweet ice tea.
You’re my strong black coffee, babe, and I’m your sweet ice tea
Everything about you is alright by me
Look how well we fit together, my darlin’ you and me
You’re my strong black coffee and I’m your sweet ice tea
Look how well we fit together, my darlin’ you and me
You’re my strong black coffee and I’m your sweet ice tea
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Fall is here. Hear the yell.
Brand new shoes. Ring the bell.
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Walk with me Suzy Lee.
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
And look at all the bugs we found
Safely walk to school without a sound
Safely walk to school without a sound
Here we are there’s no one else
We walked to school all by ourselves.
There’s dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now it’s time to learn
We clean up and now it’s time to learn
Numbers letters learn to spell
Nouns and books and show and tell.
Playtime we will throw the ball
Back to class now through the hall
Teacher marks our height against the wall.
Teacher marks our height against the wall.
We don’t notice any time pass
We don’t notice anything
We sit side-by-side in every class
Teacher thinks that I sound funny
But she likes the way you sing
Tonight I’ll dream while I’m in bed
And silly thoughts go through my head
About the bugs and alphabet
And when I wake tomorrow I bet
You and I will walk together again
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Yes, I can tell that we are gonna be friends
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Freeborn Man
02:50
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I was born in the southland
Twenty some odd years ago
Ran away for the first time
When I was only four years old
I’m a free born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
every foot of back road
every mile of railroad track
Got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a woman in San Antone
Always loved the girl next door
But every place is home
I’m a free born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
every foot of back road
every mile of railroad track
Well I got this here ol’ banjo
And I carry it in an ol’ tote sack
Must’a hawked it two hundred times
But I always get it back
I’m a free born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
every foot of back road
every mile of railroad track
Well you might not like my appearance
And you might not like my song
You might not like the way I look
But you like the way I’m gone
I’m a free born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
every foot of back road
every mile of railroad track
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Snow Bound Town
03:43
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A man without a father’s name, I drift into your town
Looks like the kind of proper place, where people settle down.
I drift on past your window panes, travel round the bend.
I better make it through this town before the snow descends
A drunk down in an alley says “Please enjoy your stay”
A lawman spies the both of us, says “Stranger go away.”
“Yes, officer” I say to him, I nod and I tip my cap
turn my head and walk away, I won’t be coming back
Trouble down low trouble on high, He looks at me as I should die
And I know it’s time for me to go
Before the falling of the snow before winter ties this drifter down
And traps me in a snowbound town.
I see her shadow through the shade, it’s dark against the light
She peers her eye around the fringe as she stares out in the night.
I see in her a soul I know She sees in me escape
I hurry past that woman’s house before it is too late.
Trouble in the air and trouble on the breeze her look can bring me to my knees
And I know it’s time for me to go
Before the falling of the snow and winter ties this drifter down
And traps me in a snowbound town.
A good priest spies me on the road, says, “come inside, my son,
It’s warm in here, there’s food and fire and You don’t need to run”
I say “No thanks, good father, sir, I don’t need food or fire.
If I want for anything, it’s freedom I desire.
It’s freedom I desire
Trouble on the earth trouble in the skies, he looks at me with pity in his eyes
And I know it’s time for me to go
Before the falling of the snow and winter ties this drifter down
And traps me in a snow bound town.
Trouble in my soul trouble at my feet, I look ahead as I retreat
And I know it’s time for me to go
Before the falling of the snow and winter ties this drifter down
And traps me in a snow bound town.
And traps me in a snow bound town.
And traps me
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Salt Creek
02:37
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His Heart Got on the Bus
03:19
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In a grassy field where the flowers grew
My love and I lay down to watch the sky.
He promised me that his love was true
And like the stars his love would never die.
But when the stars were gone
He left me all alone
I pleaded with him beggin’ him to stay
I tried so hard to steer that wandering heart
But his heart got on the bus and drove away.
His heart got on the bus
It took off down the highway
It traveled ‘cross the country wild and free
If only that old bus would ever point him back in my way
And bring his wandering heart back home to me.
Now the field where we lay has become a parking lot
And I’ve become a faded flower
Buses roll through the town, but they never seem to stop
Their schedule marks the passing of the hours
I keep the hope alive
That one day he will arrive
He’ll change his heart and ride on home to me.
I tried so hard to steer that wandering heart
But his heart got on the bus and set him free.
His heart got on the bus
It took off down the highway
It traveled ‘cross the country wild and free
If only that old bus would ever point him back in my way
And bring his wandering heart back home to me.
He called me up just the other day
And asked if he could come on home to me
He’s just a tired old man with a badly ticking heart
A heart that was tired of being free
I waited at the stop
I thought that I might drop
Just to see him after all these painful years
I tried so hard to steer that wandering heart
And his heart got off the bus and called me dear
His heart got off the bus
It stepped off the highway
His weary heart was tired of being free
Ooh that old bus has finally pointed him back my way
And brought his wandering heart back home to me.
Ooh that old bus has finally pointed him back my way
And brought his wandering heart back home to me.
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Bully of the Town
03:05
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Have you heard about that bully, the bully of the town
I’m looking for that bully, that bully must be found
Yes, I’m looking for that bully of the town
Well I just got back from Tennessee I will not allow
No red-eyed rebel roustabout with me to cause a row
Looking for that bully I’ll make him bow
As I walk that Levy round, round, round, round
Every night I can be found
As I walk that levy round
Looking for that bully of the town
Well when you see me coming hoist your windows high
When you see me going hang your head and cry
I’m looking for that bully and he must be nigh
When I get done with bully a doctor and a nurse
Won’t be no good to bully just put him in hears
I’m looking for that bully I got a thirst
As I walk that Levy round, round, round, round
Every night I can be found
As I walk that levy round
Looking for that bully of the town
Well at last I saw that bully walking through the park
I waited for that bully, I jumped him in the dark
Now I got that bully I’ll make my mark
We rolled and we wrestled and we tussled on the ground
The last I saw of bully he was facing down
Now there’s a new bully of the town.
As I walk that Levy round, round, round, round
Every night I can be found
As I walk that levy round
Looking for that bully of the town
As I walk that levy round
Looking for that bully of the town
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Oh my sister, my sweet sister
why’d you go? Why did you go?
Why’d you leave me in the winter,
as it snowed, oh as it snowed?
Oh my sister, my sweet sister,
why’d you go? Why did you go?
I’ll be waiting on the doorstep
Come on home, oh please come home.
Oh my sister, my sweet sister,
why’d you go? Why did you go?
I’ll be watching the whole wide world
for a sign oh for a sign
that my sister, my sweet sister
will come home, she will come home.
And I’ll watch each new born baby
for your soul, oh for your soul.
So my sister, my sweet sister,
don’t tarry long, don’t tarry long
up in heaven’s golden orchards.
Come on home, oh please come home.
Oh my sister please come home.
Oh my sister please come home.
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Mr. Conductor
04:07
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Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
There’s a man on the train who doesn’t know my name
Our eyes met thorugh the window as his train pulled away
Oh Conductor won’t you stop that train.
Cuz that man on the train is mine
Yes that man on the train is mine
But that man on the train is never comin’ back
If that train keeps moving down the railroad track
Oh Conductor won’t you stop that train.
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
There’s a man on the train who doesn’t know my name
Our eyes met thorugh the window as his train pulled away
Oh Conductor won’t you stop that train.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Won’t you stop it in the name of love
Won’t you stop it in the name of love
Cuz that man was sent to me from heaven up above
He was born to be my one and only love
Won’t you stop it in the name of love
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
There’s a man on the train who doesn’t know my name
Our eyes met thorugh the window as his train pulled away
Oh Conductor won’t you stop that train.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Won’t you let that whistle blow
Won’t you let that whistle blow
Tell the man on the train that I am waiting here
On the platform in the rain for him to call me dear
Won’t you let that whistle blow
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
Mr. Conductor won’t you stop that train
There’s a man on the train who doesn’t know my name
Our eyes met thorugh the window as his train pulled away
Oh Conductor won’t you stop that train.
There’s a man on the train who doesn’t know my name
Our eyes met thorugh the window as his train pulled away
Conductor won’t you stop that train.
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They All Knew
05:41
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To all here who are listening, I cannot tell a lie
My mama shot my daddy with Grandpa’s .45.
Now that mama’s left us it’s a tale I have to tell
I hope that she’s in heaven and I pray my dad’s in hell
Now Grandpa was a soldier and three things he did love
He loved his daughter, his wife and god above
But when Mama married Daddy grandpa said it was a crime
He knew that it turn ugly in just a bit of time
Now Grandpa on his deathbed still hoped to set things right
He begged my ma to leave my pa before her old man died
But the day of Grandpa’s funeral daddy showed his truer side
He locked my mama in the house so she never said goodbye
Grandpa knew she could never leave his side
And that’s why Grandpa left her that .45
Now Daddy was the sheriff and that meant he was the law
And if he left her bruised and bloody no one ever saw
Years went by and no one seemed to notice if cried
Except the night she swallowed all those pills was the night she almost died
But when that baby came along to everyone’s surprise
Mama looked down at that child and saw her daddy’s eyes
She understood a parent’s love and knew her pa was right
She understood now why he left her that old .45
Now Mama knew she could never leave his side
And that’s why Grandpa left her that .45
She took that pistol from the shelf trembling with hate
She asked her dad to give her strength and help her shoot it straight
So when my daddy staggered home as he did every night
He found himself confronted with Grandpa’s .45
The next day when the sheriff’s boys came looking for the boss
She told them he had took off with some floozy down the coast
And then she took his body and they threw it in the swap
And no one ever asked again where my dad had gone
Cuz they all knew she could never leave his side
And that’s why Grandpa left her that .45
We all know what the good book says it’s written deep in stone
Thou shalt not another life from that there’s no way home
For those of you who’ve heard my tale I ask you bow your heads
And send a prayer to god above now that my mama’s dead
And ask that god that will hear my plea and Lucifer as well
Please let Mama into heaven and make sure my dad’s in hell
Cuz you all knew and you never did what’s right
And that’s why Grandpa left her that .45
That’s why Grandpa left her that .45
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The Last Round
03:18
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Don’t take away my last whiskey
Don’t take away my TV
Don’t stick me in no damn hospice
Just drink one last round on me
Leave me to die in my own way
Leave me to die in my bed
Leave me one last pack of Winstons
Mix them with my ashes when I’m dead
Buy me a beer and I’ll tell you a story
Of a life as it reaches the end
I had my share of hard times and glory
And you know I’d do it all again
Don’t shed a tear at my funeral
Don’t lay a wreath on my grave
Don’t proclaim me a hero
Pray my soul to be saved
No solemn speech will be spoken
No solemn music will play
Break out the fiddles and banjos
Break out a keg in my name.
Buy me a beer and I’ll tell you a story
Of a life as it reaches the end
I had my share of hard times and glory
And you know I’d do it all again
Take what you want of my meager possessions
Whatever’s left laying around
But please take care of old Lucy
My best friend and favorite hound
Throw some big steaks on the grill now
Break out my finest whiskey
Tomorrow the sun will be rising
So let’s drink this last round on me
Tomorrow the sun will be rising
So let’s drink this last round on me
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Miners Creek Band Rockport, Maine
Fusing Bluegrass with Folk, Pop, Rock, Latin,
Appalachian, Blues, Old Timey and Gospel,
Miners Creek
brings a fresh, progressive voice to Bluegrass music.
Rich three and four part harmonies, driving rhythm
and a lot of humor
make this Maine family band a must see.
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