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Watch My Dreamboats Sail
05:36
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This ones for the alter boys who never kissed the girls
The ones who dream of night club scenes but never see the world
held tight in the night while they're burning bright
They catch cold in the midday sun
We’ll so no more of the battleship score
or the girls who are on the run
If I could fly my plane across your sky
If I could be a star that lights your night
If I could guide my train along your rail
Then I could watch my dream boats sail
Chambermaids that always see but never dare to tell
Of what they hear throughout the years in the rooms of this hotel
The teams and the scrams and the naked scenes
The singer that once turned blue
From 215 there’s no sound from inside
I’m dreaming of being with you
If I could fly my plane across your sky
If I could be a star that lights your night
If I could guide my train along your rail
Then I could watch my dream boats sail
On the sea bed I know you're sleeping but will you ever wake for me
And for the third time, as I go under, I wonder
Was I born to fail
or will my dream boats sail
Will they ever sail
So take me down to a mining town
and bury my body underground
Where I can breathe the dust of heat
and see the darkness all around
I’ll sigh and cry and then I’ll die
As your face stares out of the coal
But with a joyful shout, you can pull me out
You cannot destroy my soul
If I could fly my plane across your sky
If I could be a star that lights your night
If I could guide my train along your rail
Then I could watch my dream boats sail
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2. |
The Grass Has Grown Over
04:11
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She’s tending her flowers
and I’m looking to see
if her face still lights up
Like on the day she met me
I’m looking her over
she doesn't know that I’m there
She doesn’t know that I need her
and I don’t know if she cares
You can love your children
but not their mother
and I don’t know if it’s one or the other
that’s driving me away
Some say you can hold on until the pain wears off
some wait for the day when things aren’t so tough
Some search everywhere for a four leaf clover but I know...
the grass has grown over
At the end of the garden
There’s a place with no light
nothing can grow there
try as it might
But that’s where I’m living
it’s getting darker each day
The lights on the outside
They’ve all faded away
As the petals fall
from the withered roses
I disagree with
why she supposes
I have got to stay
Some say you can hold on until the pain wears off
some wait for the day when things aren’t so tough
Some search everywhere for a four leaf clover but I know...
the grass has grown over
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Mathilda
05:33
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I left home on Valentines Day
The road signs are blurring and I can’t read what they say
We’re pushing through the mountains and we’re chasing the snow
If the good Lord’s guiding us I don’t know why,
Maybe I should ask him, ‘cos only he would know
Have you seen Mathilda?
Does she still count the stars at night?
Have you seen Mathilda......Is she alright?
I’m surrounded by all that I need
But I am haunted by your desease
My heart is heavy and my kisses are cold
I’m coming back to see you though,
You’re not living there, you’re not living there alone
Have you seen Mathilda?
Does she still count the stars at night?
Have you seen Mathilda......Is she alright?
I’m facing days without you again
I’m missing your comfort though I’m surrouneded by my friends
It gets so cold at night here on Vinyl Boulevard
If it was down to me, I’d take this key
I’d steal this car, and drive into your arms
Have you seen Mathilda?
Does she still count the stars at night?
Have you seen Mathilda......Is she alright?
The striptease girls are with me tonight
St. Christopher has let me down but Marys got me in her sights
The mirrors in the hotel are reflecting all I fear
The wines, the lines and the valentines
And the pick-up lines that only you should hear
Have you seen Mathilda?
Does she still count the stars at night?
Have you seen Mathilda......Is she alright?
The dogs are barking and the rocking horse rocks
Toms not singing and we’re left stranded at the docks
These beer mat words can’t hold a candle to his song
Maybe I’m too weak, maybe I’m too strong
Or I’m just in place where I really don’t belong
Have you seen Mathilda?
Does she still count the stars at night?
Have you seen Mathilda......Is she alright?
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England's Dreaming
03:59
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He met her in springtime just before she left England
He swore that he’d be there the day she returned
It wasn’t so long before they could not control it
His body would ache and her kisses would burn
She wore white to please him and he was not pleased easily
But he adored all she did, hung on every word she said
He never felt alone when in her arms he was sleeping
He felt so inspired he could take on the world
But a lifetime is such a long time
And we’re so hard to please
And England's still dreaming and so it Louise
She was a party girl, ten years in the making
Then one night she told him she was living a lie
To be a good mother was her one great ambition
And he knew in his heart there was no place to hide
The vultures were circling the clouds had turned crimson
Their sky, once so blue,was now a black silhouette
She told him to write her with his answer marked clearly
But her burned through her postcard with his last cigarette
But a lifetime is such a long time
And we’re so hard to please
And England's still dreaming and so it Louise
Now she’s not been eating or sleeping these past weeks
He spends his days with the walls and the floor
Sometimes late at night she still feels him inside her
His breath on her neck and his coat on her door
She wakes alone, while he’s at the station
He stares at the tracks of his tears as they flow
He can’t quite believe it, he’s sure that she loved him
She couldn’t hold on forvever so she just let him go
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Happy Infidels
03:40
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She loved him out of desperation
He loved her out of guilt
Even in the midst of temptation
Not a drop of blood was spilt
Not a drop of blood was spilt
In the words of the great deceiver
How unlucky can you get
With her hand over the receiver
She hasn’t answered yet, She hasn’t answered yet
Night after night
He’s shooting out the lights
But she will be watching them
As they’re lowered into hell
She clicks the heels on her boots
As she salutes those happy infidels
In the days of the all-night parties
Before his son got up
He’d regail all his former glories
As they rallied round the cup, They rallied round the cup
Lets all drink a toast
To those who’ve lied the most
But she will be watching them
As they’re lowered into hell
She clicks the heels on her boots
As she salutes those happy infidels
Even though the nights inviting
Lets go in, you can tie me down
I don’t think I’ll put up a fight
Lets go in, you can nail me to the ground
But she will be watching them
As they’re lowered into hell
She clicks the heels on her boots
As she salutes those happy infidels
She clicks the heels on her boots
As she salutes those happy infidels
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From the blackened finger papers
To the magazines of shame
Where art is just a rumour
In the meat market of fame
I have stood up to be counted but my numbers been denied
I am always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
The bride will be resplendent
On her glorious day of days
While the bridesmaids drunk and weeping
Leaping for that blessed bouquet
Well I have wept and drunk too but the flowers I caught had died
I am always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
Shall I tell you how it really is
In this life amongst the star
There are those who’ll rob and kill you
And return you to the bars
But a worse fate is waiting
For those the critics don't deride
Who are loved by just a handful who make them feel alive
Go on admit it now that truth from which you’ve shied
You are too scared to quit now because of your fucking pride
You are always the bridesmaid, never the bride
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.
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I Fall Behind
03:39
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When we met we just walked the same roads
we said the same things I guess
Somewhere out there you, you pulled ahead
and I don’t really remember when
So on your way now, but look back
and maybe just give me a wave
I’ll fall behind
There was a young man with stars in his eyes
who said the same things to me
He would call and tell me where he’d been and where he’d gone
and who he was about to see
That’s ok., if you live that way
but there’s always something more
I’ll fall behind
So I’m just waiting with this girl right here
and she’s all that you could ever want
I watched you move out and created your cage
but I have much more than that
Once you drift off into the blue horizon
you wont see me anymore
I fall behind
I fall behind
I’ve fallen behind
I fall behind
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Saturday's Child
04:39
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Well the door shuts tight
and you’re gone for the week
And I’m left staring at the sky
I can still feel your little
kiss on my cheek
And the words when you said goodbye
Daddy, daddy don’t you cry
Daddy, daddy don’t say goodbye
Daddy, daddy, you know I’d die
Daddy, daddy, if you lied to me
Mondays child is fair of face
Tuesdays child is full of grace
Wednesdays child is full of woe
Thursdays child has far to go
But I wont see you now until Saturday
No I wont see you know until next week
No I wont see you now until Saturday
I’m so lonely, I’m so lonely
I’m so lonely I can’t speak
Now an hour has passed since we said goodbye
And the sun’s going down on your house by the sea
While I’m driving south to the place I know call home
Stranded on the bridge between and angel and the cold grey sea
Watching from the bridge with an angel and the cold grey sea
Baby’s only ten years old
Full of warmth out in the cold
I pray that she’s as good as gold
Every time she says goodbye to me
But I wont see you now until Saturday
No I wont see you know until next week
No I wont see you now until Saturday
And I’m so lonely, , I’m so lonely
I’m so lonely that I can’t speak
See you face in all these places
I’m holding on to all good graces
Trading favors no-one understands
And everyday it lasts a life time
From the last time until the next time
This hasn’t turned out like we planned
Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go
But I wont see you now until Saturday
No I wont see you know until next week
No I wont see you now until Saturday
And I’m so lonely, I’m so lonely
I’m so lonely that I can’t speak
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Alone Again Naturally
03:53
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Alone Again (Naturally) (Gilbert O'Sullivan)
In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that's tough"
"She stood him up"
"No point in us remaining"
"We may as well go home"
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to who wouldn't do
The role I was about to play?
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God in His mercy
Who if He really does exist
Why did He desert me?
In my hour of need
I truly am indeed
Alone again, naturally
It seems to me that there are more hearts
Broken in the world that can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?
Looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul
Couldn't understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
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Hey Ma, I'm Coming Home
04:47
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Hey Ma, I got your note
It means so much to me that you wrote
The news from home
About Janie and the girls
Can’t believe I missed their birthdays
It’s been 3 years in a row
I hope they forgive me when their older
I hate how I’ve missed them grow
How is Jane, does she cope without me?
She never signed on for this
Guess it’s something she’s grown used to
I can still taste her farewell kiss
But never more
Shall I roam
Guess what ma
I’m coming home
Do you remember the day we signed up?
15 young men proudly lined up
You were scared
But dad was proud
I told you Ma that I’d be all right
Polished buttons, polished boots
Wore my cap down over my eyes
Guess I was hiding from the truth
Right now I couldn’t tell you what is true
Tell pa it’s not like in his day
You never see the whites of their eyes
You never see who you’re fighting
Death just falls out of the sky
And it’s summertime, it always feels like summertime
But never more
Shall I roam
Guess what ma
I’m coming home
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
So hot here on the tarmac
Waiting as the load the crates
Me and Jack and Bill and Jimmy
I’m still here with all my mates
Do you remember Ma, you danced with Jimmy
At my 18th birthday do
They made such of fuss of you Ma
I think Bill quite fancied you
Well Ma, I’d better sign off now
Time for me to get on that plane
My box will soon be loaded
And 15 others that all look the same
Neatly stacked beside each other
Jack’s below me, Bill’s to my right
We’re all so tired we could sleep forever
No one will wake us on this flight
As we dream, dream of coming home
But never more
Shall I roam
I told you Ma
I’d be coming home
Yes Ma, I’m coming home
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She is still my weakness
And I can’t help but be concerned
She is still my weakness
And I still hurt when someone hurts her
Maybe you should draw a veil over her
Maybe you should just let the past stay where it is
But that’s your weakness
She is still my weakness
And she only has to say the word
And as God’s my witness
I swear that I could fall down for her
Maybe you should just give it one more try
I never really knew why you said goodbye to her
Your weakness
Your weakness is a strength some say
But everything about this face cries pity, oh pity
When we’re apart she can’t see
What her absence does to me
It’s not pretty, oh not pretty
But she is still my weakness
Maybe I should draw a veil over her
Maybe you should just let the past stay where it is
But that’s my weakness
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We took a ride to the courthouse today
To hear for ourselves what the judge had to say
He looked at us both and then shook his head
And in hushed tones of pity he said
Think back to that day when you first met in Spring
And how you felt in the summer when you exchanged rings
And your joy when the leaves fell and you were blessed with a child
Now tell me again what you can’t reconcile
Tell me what you can’t reconcile
But he never brings me flowers anymore
He doesn’t say goodbye now when he walks out the door
He has long stopped listening to anything I say
He’s not the man I married that day
He’s not the man from our wedding day
In the chill of each evening we both lie alone
No sign of affection so tired has she grown
If I knew back then what I realise today
I never would have shown up on our wedding day
I never would have shown up that day
Think back to the day when you first met in Spring
How you felt in the summer when you exchanged rings
And your joy when the leaves fell and you were blessed with a child
Now tell me again what you can’t reconcile?
Tell me what you can’t reconcile?
He broke his promise, he went back on his word
I still feel the pain from that day when I heard
I thought we were stronger, and she’d heal in time
But we don’t lie together, so I don’t walk the line
Think back to that day when we first met in Spring
How we felt in the summer when we exchanged rings
When you both said “I Will” instead of “I wont”
When you both said “ I Do” instead of “I don’t’
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Yes, I’m a man
Who likes to dress right
A sharp crease in my stride
My shirts tailored and tight
A white cuff below the sleeve
Of my jacket cut fine
Shoes polished to gleam
The right knot in my tie
But if you take a closer look
You’ll see my collar has worn
And this suit needs a clean
And these trousers are torn
Since the day she passed on
And I changed my ways
I no longer take pride
In my appearance these days
I used to frequent
The finest cafes in town
Where the waiter knew my name
Before I even sat down
I drove the most stylish car
An immaculate machine
White wall tyre, leather seats
Chrome polished to gleam
But these days I don’t drive
I lost my license last fall
Driving under the influence
Of a girl blonde and tall
And those places we would dine
They’re too rich for me now
And I no longer take pride
In my appearance somehow
I’m looking down my darling watching over you
See me in the reflection if you keep shining up your shoes
My life would have been nothing without you
I’m there at the table
I’m there on the back seat with you
And although I know I hide
In our love, you must always take pride
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Michael Weston King Montgomery, UK
Former leader of Alt. Country pioneers, The Good Sons, 12 years a solo artist and currently 1/2 of award winning country
soul duo My Darling Clementine.
"King has a voice part Nashville balladeer and part Alt Country hero, a cross between Nick Cave and Rodney Crowell"
- The Independent
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