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How The West Was Won
06:12
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From scarlet to vermilion the blood has rusted cold
Where the guns of the battalion left the brave bullet-holed
You never hear this story, this story's never told
Because the victims have been convicted and the killers have been paroled
If you're looking for redemption you're not the only one
You're just another dead man searching for reasons when there are none
Draw your own conclusion but the damage has been done
I hope you're under no illusion how the west was won
Red cloud's in the clutches of a world that's left him cold
Nothing he ever touches will ever turn to gold
An outlaw in his own nation, his freedom to be controlled
And every generation will see their promises bought and sold
If you're looking for redemption you're not the only one
You're just another dead man searching for reasons when there are none
Draw your own conclusion but the damage has been done
I hope you're under no illusion how the west was won
From the badlands of Wyoming to the hills of Santa Fe
From the heart of New York City right across to San Jose
From the mountains of Kentucky to the shores of the Hudson Bay
This land is not our land, not tomorrow, not today
If you're looking for redemption you're not the only one
You're just another dead man searching for reasons when there are none
It's easy to draw conclusions now the damage has been done
I hope you're under no illusion how the west was won
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If The Harvest Fails
03:40
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If you're lonely, Annie, I'll be around
I don't care how much time you need
If you need to hide away I know a place you can stay
If you need some space to breathe
I'm here...
For if the rains don't come
If the harvest fails
If the waves drag you under
And the winds rip your sails
Yes I know you've got feelings that I'll never understand
But they're alright
All this envy, Annie, it won't hang around
If you feel empty, I feel the same
Like a match as it burns, your story twists and it turns
And you know that nobody is to blame
I'm here...
For if the rains don't come
If the harvest fails
If the waves drag you under
And the wind rips your sails
Yes I know you've got feelings that I'll never understand
But they're alright
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For You, My Love
04:57
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I'll never tire of the city skyline in the early morning sun
As it scatters through the night before the new day has begun
And the creaking railway stations coming back to life
Giving in to straightened time and shaking off the night
Ain't it easy to see I would leave it all tomorrow
If I could free you and me from the chains of your sorrow
You know I'd throw it all away
For you, my love, for you, my love
The carnival lights and the penny arcades
For you, my love, for you
The sleeping spires and the firework displays
For you, my love, for you, my love
You know I'd throw them all away
For you, my love, for you
Now I'm drunk singing outside the late night theatre shows
And I'm tracing all the raindrops in the street lamps shattered glow
Cathy there's nothing prettier underneath the stars
There's nowhere I would rather be than this city we made ours
Ain't is easy to see I would beg, steal or borrow
If I could see you and me, still here this time tomorrow
You know I'd throw it all away
For you, my love, for you, my love
The carnival lights and the penny arcades
For you, my love, for you
The sleeping spires and the firework displays
For you, my love, for you, my love
You know I'd throw them all away
For you, my love, for you
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4. |
Windfall Apples
04:06
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For all you know, the high point's come and gone
You'll wait a lifetime for something better and nothing will come along
You try to find some meaning in the things that you hold true
We were windfall apples darling, never meant to make it through
And every night when it's pouring rain
Do you still think you hear those stones upon your window pane?
The spring turned into summer and when the autumn winds came through
We were windfall apples darling and there's nothing you can do
Just when you think it can't get worse than it is
It keeps slipping through your fingertips
Just when you think you're coming into some luck
The seasons turn and your time is up
Oh to be steadfast, I said I'd wait for you
We were windfall apples darling, never meant to make it through
It won't be long, till all those words we wrote
And all the plans we made for the future have all gone up in smoke
It doesn't really matter now, we'd have never seen them through
We were windfall apples darling and there's nothing you can do
We were windfall apples darling, never meant to make it through
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Yeah you're trying our patience and it's wearing thin
You're fighting for something that you cannot win
To admit that must be a cardinal sin
If the evidence is damning we'll be turning you in...
...side-out, upside-down
Till all the coins spill on the ground
We all know you had a price
But you don't need to hear my advice
Cuz you know best yeah don't ya?
You'll get us out of this mess then won't ya?
You can call it success but it'll haunt ya
And then the eyes of the world will follow you down, down, down
Now your hard-fought story, it served you well
Fact from fiction, you thought no one would tell
If you were honest you wouldn't have to think twice
You give yourself away with every turn of the vice
And even now you still go on
Thinking that you've done nothing wrong
I suppose the you'll confess
But nothing will ever clear your debts
Cuz you know best yeah don't ya?
You'll get us out of this mess then won't ya?
You can call it success but it'll haunt ya
And then the eyes of the world will follow you down, down, down
Yeah you've tried our patience and you've worn it thin
You were fighting for something that you couldn't win
To admit that must be a cardinal sin
The evidence is damning but you won't give in
Cuz you know best yeah don't ya?
You'll get us out of this mess then won't ya?
You can call it success but it'll haunt ya
And then the eyes of the world will follow you down, down, down
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I gave Cassidy a rose to buy forgiveness
And paid handsomely for those that we laid low
The ransom fee couldn't find me a witness
So I bought a one-way ticket to the furthest place I could go
I tried my hand at riding with the James gang
And left my brother Billy on the railroad
But I got bored of living life though a window pane
I played hands with those whose debts that we still owed
Rags to riches, fortune and fame
Burn your bridges and fan the flames
You'll never get to live this down until you end up in the ground
But what goes around, comes around
For 15 years I was minding my own business
In a traveling band with that dustbowl ballad sound
But sometimes I still miss the seasickness
You can read my letters but keep your ear to the ground
And they tell me someone came to my defense
He wasn't one of my family and he wasn't one of my friends
You know it's time that you leave town before the lawmen track you down
What goes around, comes around
Now you may think I've done things against other's wishes
But I promise you that I'm a peaceful man
If you've come here trying to find forgiveness
You better turn around and get out while you still can
Bank notes and gun smoke filling the air
Hangmen with spare rope appearing everywhere
You know it's time that you leave town before they put you in the ground
What goes around, comes around
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7. |
Reincarnation Blues
04:24
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Well you'll be taught that I was caught in the crossfire
And you'll have thought that I fought someone else
But in truth I'd been turning a profit for the empire
Before turning a gun on myself
Over 7 years of bad luck I lost any superstition
But you'll never find any kind of proof
And my obituary read that I ran out of ammunition
It couldn't be much further from the truth
I was shot down in the Indian Ocean
In the summer of 1942
I felt no pain or shred of emotion
And the wind blew me right back to you
They say my princess was found in the water
In the long, cold winter of '24
And now suddenly it seemed she was nobody's daughter
I guess somebody settled a score
If you look for the truth in the shadiest places
You might find something on a dusty shelf
While you might know the names and you might know the faces
The rest, you'll have to find out for yourself
If you find this I'll never know
I was dead and buried a long time ago
I'm burning matches and trying to show
You'll be a part of this long before you know
Well I've been cutthroat and full of ambition
I've been washed up and driven insane
I've been through heartache and self-demolition
And been so lost I don't know my own name
I had a price on my head from some corrupt politician
And I was punched out and lying on the floor
When they brokered the deal there was only one condition
I couldn't go back to where I was before
If you find this I'll never know
I was dead and buried a long time ago
I'm burning matches and trying to show
You'll be a part of this long before you know
It's not a dream, it's more a premonition
I'm not so naive I think I can break the chain
It's a cycle of endless repetition
It won't be long now before it all starts again...
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The ocean moves in and out of time
And the tracer fire sparks on the shoreline
I stand in the firing line
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
I move towards the enemy line
And I ignore every warning sign
I see good and evil intertwine
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
Anything you want of me
From the sea of tranquility
Sends shivers down my spine
Because you're mine
I stand in the firing line
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
I see through the hands of time
I see the sun and the stars re-combine
I'll wait here till the end of time
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
Anything you want of me
From the sea of tranquility
Sends shivers down my spine
Because you're mine
I stand in the firing line
Because you're mine
Because you're mine
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For what it's worth, I'm still a wanted man
But I ain't running anymore
Behind my words, I still give a damn
She's hurt and I'm still an outlaw
And still you tell me she don't know how I feel
I may be guilty but I have nothing to conceal
You'll never find another man that wants her like I do
Is there nothing I can do or say to make my words ring true?
I regret every single day that I don't wake up in her bed
And every night I could have been there with her instead
She's royal flush and I'm a busted hand
But buddy I ain't keeping score
It may be lust, but I'm a simple man
She's just what I've been looking for
And still you tell me she don't know how I feel
I may be guilty but I have nothing to conceal
You'll never find another man that wants her like I do
Is there nothing I can do or say to make my words ring true?
I regret every single day that I don't wake up in her bed
And every night I could have been there with her instead
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This bad blood it ain't so easy to replace
In the chambers of my heart you know there's only so much space
The marching band, don't understand where I'm coming from
Am I the only one that doesn't feel like having so much fun?
Yeah you know that it's killing me
You know it's all I want
Don't give me sympathy
Don't tear my world apart
Yeah, I know that you worry that you might get caught off your guard
I know it's not that easy but you don't have to try so hard
The cinder smoke and poison oak are more than I can stand
Lately I've been thinking that we're sinking in quicksand
Yeah you know that it's killing me
You know it's all I want
Don't give me sympathy
Don't tear my world apart
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