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Unkind World Blues
05:09
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Wrote me goodbye in ink
As black as your heart
After you swore we’d never be apart
When a King says to his Queen
‘You took me for a pawn’
You know their love is gone
When the song says to the rhyme
‘I don’t owe you a thing’
What good does it do to sing?
So I cry, yes, I cry
Why's this world so unkind?
I try yes I try
To pay no mind when I want to hang my head and die
So when I’m angry at the world
And I can’t set down that glass
She tells me “this too shall pass”
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2. |
Blues for Ronnie Earl
03:39
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Angelina
03:39
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Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
Well, now my bed is empty, my feet and my hands are cold
You know my bed is empty, my feet and my hands are cold
Come on home, Angelina, my love for you will never grow old
Well, now I've tried to love you with diamonds and pearls
But all that did was tear us apart
And I've tried to give you everything in the world
When all you really wanted to wound my heart, oh ho
Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
Oh, Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
Well, I've tried to love you with diamonds and pearls
But all that did was tear us apart
And I've tried to give you everything in the world
When all you really wanted to wound my heart, my heart
Well, Angelina, baby, baby, won't you please come home
Well, sweet Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
That's right, baby
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
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4. |
Bull's Bourbon Blues
04:28
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Bourbon Bourbon, look what you done to me
Bourbon Bourbon, you made a fool outta me
You stole all my money, you robbed me of my dignity
First time I met you Bourbon, was by way of a Southern man
Soon after that yeah, is where my trouble began
I grew a taste for you liquor, that's when my life got outta hand
Brown whiskey the devil, my friend done told me so
It brought me to my knees, brought me down so low
It puts a spell over you, now I know what I got to do
Bourbon Bourbon Bourbon, gotta put you down for a while
Bourbon sweet Bourbon, though you made me smile
I gotta quit you whiskey, send you back to you Kentucky style
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5. |
The Lion Tamer Rag
04:24
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LYRICS:
She’s never had the blues
Only promises what she's prepared to lose
Makes great use of her walking shoes
So she'll never have the blues
She’s never lost her way
Claims she can see the stars in the light of day
As long as she obeys what they say
She’ll never lose her way
She’s never been left behind
What thought could want to leave such a beautiful mind?
So her sun will eternally shine
And shimmer like a glass of wine
She sends her energy into the galaxy
Her prayer and her song
But this dark universe, is just a cosmic hearse,
bearing the dead along
But she’s never had the blues
Others’ happiness is hers to use
Without a heart of her own to bruise
She’s never had the blues
She’ll never go without
Never taste a dram of life’s doubt
So soaked in faith that she can’t dry out
Holy spirits in a drought
She went to find herself but she found someone else
Another voice in her head
And as the years went by and the music died
She could finally hear what it said:
You’ve never had the blues...
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Rain Cloud Blues
03:00
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Told them to the clouds, my troubles,
‘Cause they would not let me be
I begged the clouds to take them and drift out to sea
But then the clouds rained all over me
Buried them deep, deep down
In the earth beneath my feet
But they took root in the darkness, in the damp and in the heat
And their fruit is bitterness to eat
Is there nothing I can do
To be free of these blues?
Am I lost or did I lose?
Am I who or am I whose?
Got no one to take away these blues
Told them to a song, my troubles
Didn’t know what else to do
Asked the blues to bear them, like a pebble in a shoe
And with a song I give them to you
Is there nothing I can do
To be free of these blues?
Am I lost or did I lose?
Am I who or am I whose?
Got no one to take away these blues
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8. |
Pushing the Stone
04:13
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Oh dear Lord… help me not to be myself
Life is a hard struggle… Oh don’t you fool yourself
You can choose to be passive… Or
Get up, get into it and get involved
Some things are not your choice
Those things can silence your voice
Fear of poverty
A fear that won’t let you be
But I see those poorer than me
And they don’t realize that they are free
Freed from this material world
Free as a young boy or a girl
How I wish that I could be
An uncaged bird flying free
And then... And then… In the end… You bend…
…You Keep Pushing The Stone
It’s a story that’s been told… It’s a lesson that’s very old
Your father’s father’s father lived it too
In a time long ago… In a
Place only your soul knows
That dirt and gravel road
One you walk for redemption told
Hoping to find a life that’s kind
Praying to God not to lose your mind
Crippled by thoughts of another day
Another day being this way
As the millstone turns
As the desire with in you yearns
As the wind pushes the sail
You envision you cannot fail
And then... And then… In the end… You bend…
…You Keep Pushing The Stone
You’ve had enough, you can’t go on…
Look in the mirror, you see you’re gone
You say enough of this life… you decide to move on
Knowing the situation’s wrong
There's got to be a better way to get along
Time to look deeper into yourself
Time to go beyond what is felt
You circle the wagons, you gather your forces
Life’s journey has a million courses
Feel the strength build inside of you
You know there's nothing you can not do
You plot, you plan, you strategize
You build, you craft, you organize
And then when the moment is right
It doesn’t matter if it’s day or night
And then... And then… It’s the end… You tend to…
…You Keep Pushing The Stone
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The Hurt Project New York, New York
The Hurt Project features original blues by guitarist and songwriter Marlon Hurt, in collaboration with many up-and-coming blues artists.
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