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Sweet Spot
03:06
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Pour another round from the bottle
Put another record on
Somewhere in the middle is a sweet spot baby
I can hear it but I cannot see it
I can hear it and it sounds so sweet
Can’t get somethin’ from nothin’
and nothin’ in life is free
Somewhere in the middle is a sweet spot baby
I can hear it but I cannot see it
I can hear it and it sounds so “ooooo”
hear it and it sounds so sweet
I’m alone but I’m not lonely
Some say that is bitter sweet
Somewhere in the middle is a sweet spot baby
I can hear it but I cannot see it
I can hear it and it sounds so
hear it and it sounds so
hear it and it sounds so “ooooo”
hear it and it sounds so sweet
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Somethin's Changin'
02:40
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She used to have opinions about the world
On the tip of her tongue when she was a little girl
And every time a flag unfurls
She knows somethin’s changin’
She went up to the mountain and back down the sea
A bindle and a band - the happiest that she’ll ever be
And every Time she’s Free
She knows somethin’s changin’
She likes the lights down low when she’s at home
A man by her side so she is never lonely
And every time her baby moans
She knows somethin’s changin’
And every time her baby moans
She knows somethin’s changin’
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Give me the strength on the day I’m born
And I will walk even when my shoes are worn
Ohhhhhhh, hmmm
I met a man, there was pain in his eyes
I wonder why he does not cry?
I met a girl, no shoes on her feet
I wonder why she does not eat?
We came to a river as black as ink
Will we float? No, we’ll surely sink
My smile is gone, where did it go?
It melted away with the cold rain and snow
My smile is gone - but don’t you worry
The dandelion (...) has my smile
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Where there once was water, the sky is black
Where there once was water, the earth is cracked
We hope and we pray it’s coming back to us...water
Where there once was water, it’s hard to reach
Rings recede and bones are beached
And all that’s left are the things we teach about water
Where there once was water is the new frontier
It’s finally here, the one we feared
Where the once was water, it’s never been clearer...water
Where there once was water is a farmer’s well
Where there once was water is a vineyard bell
Corporations have helped themselves to our water
Where there once was water, the land is dry
Where there once was water is a baby’s cry
Where the once was water is a sign of life...water
Where there once was water is the rain man’s song
Where there once was water, it won’t be long
I hope and I pray that you’ll sing along...water
Where there once was water
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A child of the time of the great Dust Bowl
Knows time is more than money or who you know
Hands on the banjo, countin’ telephone poles
Cruisin’ down the backroads where no one’s in control
This machine is ready to roll
If we’re lookin’ for answers, we won’t find them here
We’ll search until we’re tired and angry and fearful
Our heads are in the sand at the final frontier
Shootin’ at the sky like some kind of bombadier
Down from the mountain to the watering hole
Come crazy looking people with their buckets of coal
Build another boomtown, there’s fire in the hole
It drops me to my knees as it all unfolds
This machine is ready to roll
We’ve been gettin’ down since the days of old
There ain’t nothin’ universal like that good ol’ Rock ‘n’ Roll
It’s a small, small world - or so I‘m told
That’s why I choose love instead of silver and gold
This machine is ready to roll
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Monsoon Season
05:22
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No one conclusion, this evolution
They call it progress, cannot abide by this
We’re stuck in traffic, what about the magic?
Turn down your frantic - relentless, ain’t got no quit
I’ll take you back to fun, everybody needs someone
Big Data, Big Fever, so much overachiever
Put down your guns! I can’t contain myself
I’ll tell you just this once - put down your guns!
Clouds are movin’, Rain gonna come soon
It’s monsoon season, Let go your reason
Keep dancin’ on, keep dancin’ on
No one is empty, Nothing is plenty
I’m talkin’ madness, I’m talkin’-sanity
I’m in the slow lane, Put on a rosy frame
Walk on a limb with me like you got nowhere (nowhere to be)
The monsoon season is here you know
Clouds beget rain and maybe get the river flowin’
Party for no reason and everybody’s goin’
Stringtown’s getting’ down and everybody knows
Come on...shimmy to the left, shake it to the right
Make your money maker make your body feel all right
Shake your shimmy shaker, make your shaker nice and tight
Everybody’s got it now! Do it with a friend!
When we get to this part now, do it all again!
Talkin’ about a...substitution constitution evolution revolution
A no pollution resolution contribution absolution
A shooshan Lucian lilliputian retribution distribution
A no more execution prostitution devolution
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The Greatest Joy of All
03:52
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Open up your door and let me in
I will stay for a while
Seasons come and seasons go
and nothin’ is lost
Where’s your smile
One time for the money, two times for love
and three times for the greatest joy of all
One time for my honey, two times for love
and three times for the greatest joy of all
You were once a child with dreams of your own
Right now, have no fear
Seasons come and seasons go
and still I don’t know
But I can hear it
One time for the money, two times for love
and three times for the greatest joy of all
One time for my honey, two times for love
and three times for the greatest joy of all
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I feel the dun drum hum on my skin
An organized bomb, a car engine
Layer after layer of agitated air
Like a solar flare
There’s a tasteless tickle in my mouth
Like a swarm of insects are tryin’ to get out
An irritating tingle stings my teeth
Like the buzzing of a bee
Everywhere in my ears ‘till I hear the drone
Everywhere in my body ‘till it shakes my bones
Everywhere in my eyes ‘till I go blind
Passive aggressive killer of my peace of mind
I smell the baking of a bulb in the room
Sloughed off shoes, shit perfume
Layer after layer, it bakes on hot
Like sedimentary rock
For whose good fortune did I leave you there
In spite of your smile, I knew you were scared
Of a solitary cell with nothin’ but a light
Nothin’ but a light
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Boat Hymn
04:20
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I am a boat
when the river floods
and the water needs crossin’
I am a tree
on the mountain
when the rain’s comin’ down
Oh giver of life
and taker of life
Guide me through the day
and guard me at night
What is a boat without an oar?
A tree without branches?
The boat will drift, the tree will die,
the tree will die
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Erin Inglish San Luis Obispo, California
Inglish's voice is both lush and raw, and her picking style on the five-string banjo is uniquely her own...expressive, sassy, dynamic.
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