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Roll Rapture
03:07
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Roll Rapture
Momma got fat, Daddy got even
Ran off and married a guy named Steven
Country music might not save my soul
Sun came up just west of Frisco
Elvis shot the Count of Monte Cristo
Looks to me like the Rapture’s set to roll
Old men got their memories
Young men got their dreams
If I had twenty dollars
I’d go see sweet Francine
Sun came up west of Frisco
Elvis shot the Count of Monte Cristo
Looks to me like the Rapture’s set to roll
Daddy got chopped now he’s a lady
Moved to Texas with a girl named Sadie
Momma’s head is spinning like a top
I’m heading south on a discount ticket
To wait out the storm with Wilson Pickett
He knows all but doesn’t talk a lot
Old men watch the fireflies
Talking to the night
Young men think train whistles
Will lead them to the light
I’m heading south on a discount ticket
To wait out the storm with Wilson Pickett
He knows all but doesn’t talk a lot
One day soon ‘neath a blood red moon
The earth will tremble and the sky will swoon
We’ll watch the Rapture roll roll roll
And hope country music will save our soul
So I’m heading south on a discount ticket
To wait out the storm with Wilson Pickett
He knows all but he doesn’t talk a lot
And momma’s waiting for the other shoe to drop
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My Daisy True
04:04
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My Daisy True
We rode out of the high country
Chasing outlaws who stole our horses
We were mounted up on burros
I had my rifle I called her Daisy, my Daisy True
Peter Driscoll rode out of Leadville
There was no counting the men that he’d killed
Rumor had it he’d scalped a marshal
And tied his body to an anthill
I do know Peter had stole my best horse
I knew he’d shoot you right in the spine
And I knew Peter would be waiting
In the scrub pines by Copperfield Mine
Sweetheart, I said do Daisy
Don’t you fail me this afternoon
When Peter rises up to kill me
You do what you have to do
I jacked a bullet into her chamber
I sent the boys off to scout the ridge
Then I rode down into the canyon
Shut my eyes and I said my prayers
I said my prayers
We were halfway down the ridge line
When Peter Rose up from the scrub pines
He shouted Damn You, boy now you will die
Fired a bullet, went deep in my thigh
But Daisy flew across my saddle
She did not falter despite my pain
And I pulled Daisy down on Peter
I said Sweetheart, it’s time for you to sing
And Daisy sang
Peter Driscoll hit the ground, blood flying all around
I put one slug where his soul used to be
Got my horse got his gun
Left him cooking in the sun
And I kissed my sweet Daisy’s hot steel cheek.
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Old Man Moan
04:29
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Old Man Moan
I don’t buy no designer clothes -- wear no diamonds in my nose
I like to watch the river flow down to the shining sea
Been married now for 50 years
Got my hopes and got my fears
But I don’t shed too many tears and I hate that damn TV
I think I’ll grab a cold one and watch the Devil dance
Think I’ll grab my darlin’ girl and fly to Paris, France
And there beneath the silver moon I’ll wonder why life ends so soon
When I’m gone just sweep the room ‘fore the parson comes around
I’m tired of seeing Madonna’s ass
Girl can’t sing and she’s got no class
I think the world’s gone crazy
And TV’s half to blame
If Gallup calls I’m not at home
I’m down by the river all alone
Wondering if old Beelzebub
Ever feels the same
One day they will come for me
And ship me to eternity
A place where they got no TV
And Madonna scrubs the floors
My old wife will take her broom
And sweep my footprints from the room
She’ll stare up at the silver moon
And wonder what it’s for
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4. |
Old Country Town
03:19
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Old Country Town
There’s a place I go in the country
When nobody else is around
Down a long road that cuts through a cornfield
And leads to an old country town
In that town lives a girl name of Sally
With straw in her long auburn hair
She once loved me so sweet and tender
The best days of my life were spent there
But I wanted gold in my pockets
I wanted jewels on my hand
I got all I was after
But now I want Sally again
In the late nights we’d walk through the meadow
And count all the jewels in the sky
She’d hold me so tight in her hayloft
And hide all the tears in her eyes
There’s a place that I go in the country
When nobody else is around
All alone with my gold in my mansion
Far from my old country town
All alone with my gold in my mansion
Far away from my old country town
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I want to die with some holes in my shoes
Not too much booze flowing through my bloodstream
I want to die like a natural born man
I don't want to die on the moon
Don't want to die with a price on my head
Or a woman named Fred yelling at my momma
Don't want to die with my heart full of sighs
I'd really like to die in Virginia
Don't want to die with a cat on my head
Lying in bed, looking out the window
I want to die like a natural born man
I don't want to die on the moon
Don't want to die with my head in the clouds
Walking around in Jerusalem cruisers
Don't want to die for some pie in the sky
I'd really like to die in Virginia
I want to die with some holes in my shoes
Just a little booze flowing through my bloodstream
I want to die like a natural born man
I don't want to die on the moon --- no sir
Don't want to die on the moon -- no way
Don't want to die on the moon
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Bold Palominos
03:45
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Two chairs and thee down by the sea
Remembering how life used to be
Sun sinking slow toward old Tokyo
Time and the tide at our feet
We rode the bold Palominos
We stormed the gates to the sun
We stared down the sky with blood in our eye
Now nothing much to be done
Once there were four chairs by the shore
Four chairs not so long ago
Sons out the door, one off to war
Riding that old ebb and flow
All of the sad ballerinas
Twirling to dust one by one
The water feels cold, the gulls circle slow
Like they got no place to go
I could have been a sea faring man
Chasing the king’s precious gold
Now I feel the tide at my feet
While the sun sinks so slow
Toward old Tokyo
Two chairs and thee down by the sea
Like old times, just you and me
Wise brother moon he’ll be here soon shining where we used to be
Wise brother moon he’ll be here soon shining where we used to be
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Poor Girl (Peach)
04:12
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She don’t wear no diamond
Doesn’t drive a German car
Doesn’t go to Aspen and hang out with those movie stars
Doesn’t have big moolah, doesn’t have no Krugerrands
Doesn’t have some honey singing in some big time band
All she got was me, poor girl -- all she got is me
She don’t hear no voices, doesn’t read no Ivanhoe
Doesn’t check the tea leaves looking for the Golden Door
Doesn’t have no status, doesn’t have the Gucci bag
She puts things in boxes, gives them to the poor and sad
All she got was me, poor girl, all she got was me
All the possibilities, and all she got was me
Solitary voices, in an empty ancient afternoon
Listen to the birds sing the songs they always knew
But we had much to learn
I ask her what is new, she speaks the ancient words
Doesn’t read no horoscope, doesn’t check the tarot cards
Doesn’t have a swami telling us just where we are
She can do the cha-cha, doesn’t bake no humble pie
She reads books with verses, she says we will never die
All she got was me, poor girl, all she got was me
All the possibilities and all she got was me
All of this infinity and all she got was me
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8. |
Afternoon Lamentations
03:07
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Hey, old pal of mine
Partner in crime
Most of the time
I got a bottle of wine
Needing some close inspection
Let’s sit down for a while
Chase a few smiles
Remembering how
We never dreamed we’d know
These afternoon lamentations
I’ve got a new telephone
It’ll beam you to Rome
Tell you how to drive home
But when I’m all alone
I know that my stuff will not save me
I’ve got a house on the hill
All the right pills, big time to kill
Now I can’t find a new thrill
Nothing that’s shaking can move me
I miss those glory days
Maximum bliss, minimum pain
Now I just watch the rain
Filling my afternoons
So Hey, old pal of mine
Partner in crime
Let’s finish this wine
I gotta go find my girl
And sing her these lamentations
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9. |
Poor Dreamer's Wife
04:25
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I've still got that hat that you bought for me
Before you knew my head was so damn big
You’ve got those dreams that I gave to you
Most of those dreams never fit
You’ve had the life of a poor dreamer’s wife
Set to a strange melody
So let’s drink a beer up on the pier
And watch the sun fall in the sea
We’ve got some dreams nobody wants
No one except you and me
When I was young I was no chosen one
My candle never burned very bright
Somehow I knew if I could have you
Some things might turn out all right
Some of those dreams and crazy old schemes might take us where we should be
Like drinking a beer up on the pier while the sun falls in the sea
Dreaming our dreams nobody wants
No one except you and me
Somehow those dreams and crazy old schemes
Bought us some sweet memories
So let’s drink a beer up on the pier and watch the sun fall in the sea
And dream our old dreams nobody wants
No one except you and me
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I Want You With Me
02:31
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If I should tire of stars that shine
On evenings rich with song and wine
I'll find a quiet place to lie
I want you with me when I die
And all the pain will sail away
And we will live in golden days
I'll fly straight to paradise
If you are with me when I die
All my fears I can't disguise
I just grew old while you grew wise
I've see the promise of the skies
When I look in your midnight eyes
And if my soul turns dark as night
If you are near I'll be alright
I'll fly straight to paradise
If you are with me when I die
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11. |
Little Raiya
02:27
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Rise and smile Little Raiya
The whole world's been waiting for you
The stars way up high
Can finally shine
The cow might jump over the moon
The beautiful rose in the meadow
Can shake off the cold winter snow
You've got a long road to travel
But you'll find the best way to go
There will be times when the sun will not shine
Just laugh out loud, make friends with the clouds
There will be days when the joy stays away
Good things return, that's one thing I've learned
So rise and smile little Raiya
The whole world's been waiting for you
Love is the prize may your precious eyes
See new worlds that we've never seen
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12. |
The Dirt of Galilee
03:45
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Love’s a rock, the poet says
Even stones turn to sand
Even time is growing old
So darling take my hand
And walk me down that long long road
Past the house where I was born
To the place they’ll bury me
In the dirt of Galilee
Dust to dust, we know the lines
Heard ‘them all ten thousand times
There’s nothing new under the sun
Race is up ‘fore it’s begun
But I heard a distant drum
I heard songs still unsung
I heard words in ancient tongues
Saying there's a race to run
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Dave Shiflett Virginia
Dave Shiflett is a lifelong journalist and writer, musician and, more recently, a composer. He has created a dozen CD-length recordings of songs for female and male vocalists, and another six for solo guitar, orchestra, and chamber ensembles. Most of that music will be archived at this site over the next several months. ... more
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