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Purgatory
00:31
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Heaven and Hell
04:14
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Did you tell me you were drowning so I wouldn’t leave
Did you fall on your knees and beg me to stay
Did you hand me a dollar to pay down your debt
Did you follow my lead or did you not
If I am right, I’m sure it’s heaven
If I’m wrong you can bet it’s hell
Did you write me a letter where you said your goodbyes
Would I read it and weep if I had the time
There’s a soul at the door and he’s asking for me
Could you open it please and let him in
If I am right, I’m sure it’s heaven
If I’m wrong you can bet it’s hell
People may tell you that I’m the devil
Coming back haunting you there where you fell
And it’s all been for nothing
A cruel trick of faith
Cause whatever we do
It’s too little too late
It’s a race to the bottom
And you’re there with me
Do you want me to say
You’ve been right all along
You’ve been right all along
You’ve been right all along
You’ve been right all along
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3. |
Smokey Mountain Railway
03:55
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Big smokey mountain railway
Endless chain of railroad track
Big smokey mountain railway
Behind the time still looking back
Waking from my dreams
Howlin’ in my sleep
And pray he comes before too late
Before too late
Day after day I keep straying down this way
Please follow me one day
I’ve been so helpless since the blues got on this train
And you are a hundred miles away
Big smokey mountain railway
Make a dollar, need it twice
Big smokey mountain railway
Nights of moonlight through the pine
Waking from my dreams
Howlin’ in my sleep
And pray he comes before too late
Before too late
Day after day I keep straying down this way
Please follow me one day
I’ve been so lonesome since the blues got on this train
And you are a thousand miles away
And you are a thousand miles away
And you are a thousand miles away
Day after day I keep straying down this way
Please follow me one day
I’ve felt so hollow since the blues got on this train
And you are a million miles away
And you are a million miles away
And you are a million miles away
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4. |
Take Me Away
03:38
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Take me away from here
Away could be anywhere
where you're not, is just the right spot
Thus reads my lipstick letter
Take your apologies
Take your dishonesty
All is forgiven, we both built this prison
Thus reads my lipstick letter
I promise to stay
But our whispering ghosts always stand in our way
Now it’s too late
I’m done treading water - can no longer wait
We can't untie this knot
The fires of desire burned out
Cold as stone, together alone
Thus reads my lipstick letter
(I’ll) Take back the keys to my life
take the wheel and just drive
Providence, please be my friend
Thus reads my lipstick letter
Thus reads my lipstick letter
This is my lipstick letter to you.
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5. |
Afraid of Walking
03:31
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Here we are again
Back waisting each others precious time
With nothing new to say
Another talk down the drain
You say; every story has an end
I say; we can't continue with our lying and pretence
We're trading guilt, we're passing blame
Going nowhere on this midnight train
But I'm afraid of walking
Of not seeing you one last time
What if we were always meant to be
Afraid of walking
There be monsters on the edge of earth
You'll have to face them no matter how it hurts
Make a choice and hold the course
I go mine and you go yours
But I'm afraid of walking
Of not seeing you one last time
What if we were always meant to be
Afraid of walking
But I'm afraid of walking
Of not seeing you one last time
What if we were always meant to be
Afraid of walking
But I'm afraid of walking
Of not giving it on last try
What if we were always meant to be
Afraid of walking
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I wanna be in love no more
In love no more
my lord
Cause all it brings is pain my lord
It brings me pain my lord
Could you wash away my pain
Away my pain
my lord
Would my soul be free again
Would it be free again
Without love my soul is lost
My soul is lost
My lord
How do you heal a heart
How do you heal a heart
My heart is wounded bad
It’s wounded bad
My lord
Is love the only cure
Is it the only cure
I wanna be in love my lord
In love my lord
my lord
Cause that will heal my heart and soul
Will heal my heart and soul
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7. |
It Breaks
03:59
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Say it again before it breaks
Your promise doesn’t have to be your next mistake
Just keep your eyes on mine, and your feet on the floor
Stay and dance around with me a little more
It’s not too late
If that spark still makes your heart skip a beat
Let the song replay
Wanna hear you sing that soft melody
And walk straight past the shattered glass of old, bitter flames
Honey I’ll speak yours if you can say my name
Say it again for my sake
Your voice is all the remedy I need to take
We can waltz in time til the morning light
Drives away the shadows from the darkest night
It’s not too late
If that spark still makes your heart skip a beat
Let the song replay
Wanna hear you sing that soft melody
And walk straight past the shattered glass of old, bitter flames
Honey I’ll speak yours if you can say my name
Say it again before it breaks
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8. |
Going Out West
03:57
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I’m going out west
I’m heading for more
I’m going out west
I need to be sure
I’m going out west
Where the water runs low
I’m going out west
I’m going up north
There’s a place I’ve been told
I’m traveling north on a long winding road
I’m going up north
Where it used to be cold
I’m going out west
I’m going out west
We could chase the sunset out west
Just a couple of kids in a beat up van
And where we’d land is anybody’s guess
I’m going out west
I’m going down south
Will you wait there for me
I’m going down south
Where we always were free
I’m going down south
We could just disappear
I’m going out west
I’m going out west
We could chase the sunset out west
Just a couple of kids in a beat up van
And where we’d land is anybody’s guess
I’m going out west
I’m going out east
No place left to go
I’m searching out east
Cause I didn’t before
I’m going out east
Where the field shines like gold
I’m going out west
I’m going out west
We could chase the sunset out west
Just a couple of kids in a beat up van
And where we’d land is anybody’s guess
I’m going out west
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9. |
Back Home to Harlan
04:12
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I never really knew where I was bound
I never had my feet on solid ground
I never had a place to call my own
Finding my thrills in the big unknown
I’m going back home to Harlan
The place where I was born
Where we could find some time
Some soil, some space to grow
I’m going back home to Harlan
Place where I was raised
Where everything seems so easy and so blessed and safe
and safe for you
I never built a web to catch my fall
I never really had the time
I never had enough to offer you
I’m bringing you home now, little blue
I’ll take you back home to Harlan
The place where I was born
Where we could find some time
Some soil, some space to grow
I’ll take you back home to Harlan
Place where I was raised
Where everything seems so easy and so blessed and safe
and safe for you
Going back home to Harlan
The place where I was born
Where we could find some time
Some soil, some space to grow
We’re going back home to Harlan
Place where I was raised
Where everything seems so easy and so blessed and safe
and safe for you
I’m going back home to Harlan
The place where I was born
Where we could find some time
Some soil, some space to grow
I’m going back home to Harlan
Place where I was raised
Where everything seems so easy and so blessed and safe
and safe for you
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10. |
Pickin' On Me
03:47
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Oh son you’re pickin’ on me
Pickin’ on you
For pickin’ on yourself
Oh son you’re pickin’ on me
Oh son you’re pickin’ on me
Pickin’ on you
For pickin’ on yourself
Oh son you’re pickin’ on me
Remember the day that I left
Can’t speak while holdin’ my breath
Been under water for a while
There comes a time
The tides running in
I’ll be there holding your hand
Staring at feet
Walking in deep
I would be there
Would you be there
Oh son stop pickin’ on me
Pickin’ on you
For pickin’ on yourself
Oh son stop pickin’ on me
Oh son stop pickin’ on me
Pickin’ on you
For pickin’ on yourself
Oh son stop pickin’ on me
Your dreams with the black bird fly
Out of reach, out of cry
Been under water for a while
There comes a time
The tides running in
I’ll be there holding your hand
Staring at feet
Walking in deep
I would be there
Would you be there
Oh son you’re pickin’ on me
For pickin’ on you
For pickin’ on yourself
(repeated)
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11. |
All My Tears
05:17
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When I go, don't cry for me
In my father's arms I'll be
The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed, and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced with the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed, for my savior knows my name
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
Gold and silver blind the eye, temporary riches lie
So come and eat from Heaven's store
Come and drink, and thirst no more
So weep not for me, my friend
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to him
Who will raise from the dead again
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
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12. |
Calling My Children Home
03:27
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Those lives were mine to love and cherish
To guard and guide along life's way
Oh God forbid that one should perish
That one alas should go astray
Back in the years with all together
Around the place we'd romp and play
So lonely now I oft' times wonder
Oh will they come back home some day
I'm lonesome for my precious children
They live so far away
Oh may they hear my calling, calling
and come back home some day
I gave my all for my dear children
Their problems still with love I share,
I'd brave life's storm, defy the tempest
To bring them home from anywhere
I lived my life my love I gave them,
to guide them through this world of strife,
I hope and pray we'll live together
In that great glad here after life
I'm lonesome for my precious children
They live so far away
Oh may they hear my calling, calling
and come back home some day
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Hayde Bluegrass Orchestra is an eight member strong band from Oslo, Norway. The crew consists of fiddle, banjo, guitar, mandolin, dobro and upright bass, and additionally they have the somewhat unconventional bluegrass instrument accordion with them. And of course lots of vocal harmonies! ... more
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