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Someday
02:39
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I haven't seen you since that night you planned to go clean
But you're high on cocaine again.
That went the way of best laid plans of mice and men
Now your high on cocaine again.
Someday (someday), someday (someday),
Everybody's gotta kick one way or another.
Someday (someday), someday (someday).
You got that dusty nose and you're running your mouth
We got to keep that train a rollin' on man.
What's it been? Must be three or four days
That you've been high on cocaine again.
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Chained by chains that you made with your own hands
with plenty of help from life and circumstance
I hope someday you'll be rebuilding burned down bridges
I hope someday I'll be there by your side.
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But for now your yelling something 'bout your girlfriend
Turning back alley mattress tricks
To score another fix when you ain't had but one
Sometimes life just ain't fair.
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The River's Edge
02:51
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Do you remember the night on the river's edge,
Skipping stones and sipping gin?
Driving through the night cuz we had no place to go
Smoking cigarettes and drinking on the go.
Watching the stars fall like rain
And I never saw you again.
We walked hand in hand and watched the sun rise
And I never saw you again.
Oh how it breaks my heart
These photographs and memories from way back when
Way back when we were young enough to not know how young we were
Smoking dope with the windows rolled up at the foot of empty fields.
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Do you remember the night on the river's edge
Knowing in our hearts that things would never change
Now we know how wrong we were but how were we to know
That river rolls along, carrying we too.
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3. |
Police Dog Blues
02:40
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All my life been a rambling man x2
Running around doing the best I can
Well I pack my trunk I get down to Tennessee x2
Never know what you’re going to get from a man like me
Well I met a gal, couldn’t get her off of my mind x2
She wouldn’t have me she said she don’t like my kind
I’m afraid to go into her yard at night x2
She’s got a big ol’ police dog and he’s ready for a fight
Well his name is rambler when he gets a chance x2
Leave his mark on everybody’s pants
I guess I’ll travel I guess I’ll let that gal be x 2
Before she sics that big ol’ police dog on me
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Jill was always one, one who lived alone
she went and did it all on her own
Until those lonely nights, oh they got so cold
She never felt so old
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She left a few things behind
and pushed some people out of her mind
When she gets a little farther down the line
She’ll be just fine.
When she went through it all again
Played it over and over in her head
Is there not a way to make this right
For everything to work out this time
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Well her husband leaving her was tough
And the death of her son wasn’t enough
Taking with her all over her love
She hopes he’s happy somewhere up above
Chorus
And she travels down that highway fast
Precious moments when she can laugh
Home is wherever she is at
Will she really last?
Chorus
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Blue Collar
04:36
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Shooting dice and knocking shots and talking shit all night
Until it's time to settle up and fight
Surrounded by lined faces that call this place home
it's the ones that look like angels that worry my mind.
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So many medicines from so many hands
So many vices from so many friends
So many falling behind in these times
So many running out their ruined lives
Been popping pills and driving nails for more than half my life
But the times they changed and now I can't get by
Since the work's dried up this house no longer seems to be my home
So I'm drinking till my circumstances slip my drunken mind.
Chorus
Chorus
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6. |
Red River Woman
03:00
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Where the Assiniboine and the Red River meet
She washes up piece by piece
These city streets and these lonesome dark highways
Are a slaughter house floor.
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Their bodies lie in the beds of our rivers
Their voices lie at the bottoms of oceans
That's how it goes when you're native to this land
Red River you won't be missed
The missing, the left for dead
The found and destroyed
Remind me well of scars we push from our minds and
Inflict again and again
Chorus
When you need some shelter from the cold
But your pockets ain't lined with gold
And as old as you are is as old as you'll be
No one will know your name
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They used to tell me I was building a dream
And so I followed the mob
When there was earth to plow or arms to bear
I was there on the job
They used to tell me I was building a dream
With peace and glory ahead
Why then am I standing in line
Just waiting for bread?
Once I built a train, I made it run
Made it race against time
Once I built a train, now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a train, now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a tower on up to the sun
Brick and rivet and lime
Once I built a tower, now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a tower, now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell
Feeling that yankee doodle dee dum
Half a million boots went marchin' through hell
I was the kid with the drum
Say, don't you remember me? They called me Al
It was Al all of the time
Don't you remember me? I'm your pal
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Don't you remember me? I'm your pal
Brother, can you spare a dime?
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8. |
See Me Now
03:35
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I’ve been through the prairies, I’ve been to the east
I’ve met a lot of people, i’ve sat in the heat
Only with you briefly, what does it mean?
I can’t even call you, I don’t have the guts
Can’t stand your voice, or what I’ve done
Things keep getting better but is it enough?
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Oh if you could see me now x4
Across the mountains from Alberta to BC
To the edge of the world I followed
It ain’t a secret that’s how I gotta be.
My patience so god damn quick
Can’t get used to a place without it making me sick
Our issues and struggles could fill a bottomless pit.
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Sooner or later I’ll have to leave
It’s the only way I can pick up some steam
Is it any wonder I don’t learn a thing?
Why do greener pastures always turn to brown
Getting pretty tired of having to skip town
I guess I wasn’t taught how to settle down.
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9. |
Last to Know
02:12
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My baby told my mama, my mama told my daddy
My daddy told me, baby, that it's all over now.
That it's all, all over now.
But you're the last to know that I already know
That it's all over now.
Where was you going last Saturday night?
Sure enough wasn't to your mama's place, not dressed like that.
And since everybody told me (except you of course)
I was forced to conclude that you played me a fool.
You're the last to know that I already know
That it's all over now.
You tried to lead me on in a town this small
the only fool in this scenario is looking at you.
From the reflection at the bottom of that whiskey jar
From the cracked, dusty mirror in that bathroom stall
You're the last to know that I already know
That it's all over now.
Now I'm looking at you from this end of the bar
And that other damn fool has you on his arm
It's probably nothing that I'll ever admit
I would trade him spots lickety split
I wish I didn't know that I already know
That it's all over now
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10. |
Dope Head Blues
03:06
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Just give me one more sniffle, another sniffle of that dope.
Just give me one more sniffle, another sniffle of that dope.
I'll catch a cow like a cowboy, and throw a bull without a rope.
Doggone I got more money then Henry Ford ever had.
Doggone I got more money then John D ever had.
I bit a dog last Monday and 40 doggone dogs went mad.
I feel like a fighting rooster, feel better than I felt.
I feel like a fighting rooster, feel better than I felt.
I got double pneumonia and still I think I got the best health.
Say Sam go get my airplane and drive it up to my door.
Say Sam go get my airplane and drive it up to my door.
I think I'll go to London, these monkey men make papa sore.
The President sent for me the Prince of Wales is on my trail.
The President sent for me the Prince of Wales is on my trail.
I think I'll take another sniff and throw them both in jail.
Just give me one more sniffle, another sniffle of that dope.
Just give me one more sniffle, another sniffle of that dope.
I'll catch a cow like a cowboy, and throw a bull without a rope.
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The Bottom Shelf Bourbon Trio Vancouver, British Columbia
We are a bluegrass and country music influenced urban folk group from Vancouver, BC, playing a mix of traditional and
contemporary country and bluegrass songs, as well as our own originals.
the bottom shelf bourbon trio is made up of:
steven huston: bass, vocals
ian lodge: banjo, guitar, vocals
steve nelson: guitar, harmonica, mandolin, vocals.
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