1. |
Gleam
03:47
|
|||
Gleam
Why do you leave me here
under these neon lights
Trying to make it through
this devilish thing they call life
If whiskey really helped
would I drink the shit every damn day
the whipping winds they scream your voice
its hard for me to concentrate
And I walk
Thousands of miles out of town
And you voice it still lingers
at the end I hope I find it underground
Oh Darlin Im so sorry
you say this to me all the time
well one time Is enough
after ten it starts to become alive
sympathy for you
is like having happiness for bombs
your words are like a mine field
that I can never seem to dodge
And I know
you're not as strong as you may seem
quit acting like a martyr
its the devil that show inside your gleam
And now you make it seem
like the glory should be place on you
but a glorified liar is still a liar
no matter what it is you do
and you will think of me
whenever you lose control
of the one who tried to help
Now you're buried in a deeper hole
oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
|
||||
2. |
Desolate Highways
03:41
|
|||
Desolate Highways
These last few years been passing me by
been building new bridges and breaking old ties
and theirs a woman or two I realize
I dont remember their names, but I remember their eyes
My nights become dimmer, the older I seem
filled with desolate highways, and old magazines
every smoke filled room I walk in
is like a temple of heartbreak, and a chapel of sin
Slowly im becoming
the ghost of myself
running around like an animal
lost in the cold
every sip I take is numbing
right down to the last cell
all I really ever need
is a good woman to hold
Every verse written down, every chorus I sing
is a way to calm down and be rid of the sting
you didnt have no reason, didnt have now right
but you committed the treason, that broke me that night
fire in my voice, and Ice in yours
I hope you made the right choice, when I walked out the door
I aint wishing you heartache, I aint wishing you bad
but dont you come running, when you wish we still had
Slowly im becoming
the ghost of myself
running around like an animal
lost in the cold
every sip I take is numbing
right down to the last cell
all I really ever need
is a good woman to hold
And slowly im becoming
the ghost of myself
all I really ever need
is a good woman to hold
|
||||
3. |
Moonshiner
05:11
|
|||
MoonShiner
I've been a moonshiner,
For seventeen long years,
I've spent all my money,
On whiskey and beer,
I go to some hollow,
And sit at my still
And if whiskey dont kill me,
Then I dont know what will,
I go to some bar room,
And drink with my friends,
Where the women cant follow,
And see what I spend,
God bless them pretty women,
I wish they was mine,
Their breath is as sweet as,
The dew on the vine,
Let me eat when I am hungry,
Let me drink when I am dry,
A dollar when I am hard up,
Religion when I die,
The whole world's a bottle,
And life's but a dram,
When the bottle gets empty,
It sure aint worth a damn.
|
||||
4. |
Hell or Highwater
03:06
|
|||
Hell or Highwater
Here comes hell, here comes highwater
watch it now as it burns my boat
as I try and cross the mississippi
to view the damage that I once wrote
Darlin I didnt mean to cause you madness
didnt mean to cause all those bitter times
reaching down into my own sadness
I came out a coward with a bitter mind
I didnt know
id be breaking a heart
and loving a ghost
please wont you bury me
kneeling next to her poor bones
in deceny
I see smoke rising up from the basement
didnt even know that you died in there
on my face you could see my hesitation
but your lonely little force pushed me down the stairs
I should have stayed, I shouldnt even bother
she kept me up, while I was keeping her down
now shes back to haunt me and holler
remind me of the days when I use to be proud
I didnt know
id be breaking a heart
and loving a ghost
please wont you bury me
kneeling next to her poor bones
in deceny
|
||||
5. |
45's
04:58
|
|||
45's
The sunlight is coming
its time to put on
our last whiskey song
drink one more down
and dance to the sound
of a brand new coming dawn
and you whisper so softly
the words that you know
will bring me home
and we'll lie here forever
and If I die here whatever
as long as im not alone
And when you're miles and miles away
I will trek through fire for you
and the bruises that I bare, aint nothing
they're worth a woman like you
Got our 45's Spinning
same time weve been sinning
but a sin has never felt so good
although we are wasted
your lips have a taste
that cant be misunderstood
and we'll wear down each other
we wont wear down no other
and it never really feels wrong
so keep me in your memory
when you go to montgomery
and ill keep you in this song
And when you're miles and miles away
I will trek through fire for you
and the bruises that I bare, aint nothing
they're worth a woman like you
Late nights on brick roads
walking to the next show
in a city so damn cold
everybody you dont know you know
got a whiskey in one hand
and the other rised in the air
pushing towards the light again
singing every song you hear
|
||||
6. |
Biting Tongue
04:36
|
|||
Biting Tongue
Let me rest my weary bones
In the comfort of your home
Let my lonesome heart rely
on your words to get me through this sullen life
I remember way back when
It wasnt hard to make it in
But now it seems ive fallen out
Im drowning here, yet Im stuck inside this drought
Now I see
Just waiting for the creature inside me
To show his face
or lay in pity, keep hitting the same place
I wander aimless
through these roads
through these fields
chasing after dead shadows
they say have another drink
whether its one or ten I still am feeling blank
The more drunk that I become
my words become verbal
but I still am biting tongue
so nevermind me finding out
I may lie lonely but at least ive got my doubts
Now I see
Just waiting for the creature inside me
To show his face
or lay in pity, keep hitting the same place
I have seen the otherside
not as my ghost
but branded in the eyes
of a woman that I loved
it may seem haunting
but she kept me from above
From now until the end
If I dont give a damn
its not worth my head
I dont mean to sound so cruel
but every love is a cynic
who plays it cool
Now I see
Just waiting for the creature inside me
To show his face
or lay in pity, keep hitting the same place
|
||||
7. |
Floorboards
05:52
|
|||
FloorBoards
All of the whiskey is gone
I drank every last drop
to help write this song
and I see that the pages are torn
stained with cheap booze
like so many nights before
your eyes they say everything
they say am the I the last one
you'll ever have to sing
about, well I just dont know
like a drought to a river
Im losing my flow
And it runs me down
like im stuck on the rails
with a train coming round
and im cutting it way to close
ive spent hours, ive spent years
trying to escape this ghost
If I, I just could be
a little more spoken
maybe they wouldnt see
that Ive been swallowed whole
by a wave named uncertain
thats taking a hold
of the way that I react
when the truth that is spoken
actually lacks
the words inside my head
Ive been damned for not asking
now damned by my own pen
And it runs me down
like im stuck on the rails
with a train coming round
and im cutting it way to close
ive spent hours, ive spent years
trying to escape this ghost
Wide wide open roads
I bury my heard into the floorboards
im not the same when I get home
Please don't let me go
back to realization
to face the demons that I know
its like im living in a one stop light town
every corner another wrecking ball
waiting to knock me down
Im leaving and when I go
Im taking every god damned burden
and throwing it to the wolves
And it runs me down
like im stuck on the rails
with a train coming round
and im cutting it way to close
ive spent hours, ive spent years
trying to escape this ghost
|
||||
8. |
||||
Old Motels and Dead Saloons
Ive been ramblin
round these roads
scent of smoke
stained into my clothes
homemade whiskey
made the night before
make me feel less guilty
but im guilty with every poor
Its Okay to forget me
now that im gone
I still hear your name
in every single song
heartbreak is a woman I trust
cause ive known her ways for years
Old Motel rooms
and dead saloons
can quite understand
why id rather write this tune
Use to make a living
use to make her proud
now im riding on rail cars
and hitching to every town
Its Okay to forget me
now that im gone
I still hear your name
in every single song
heartbreak is a woman I trust
cause ive known her ways for years
Darlin its time for healing now
Close your eyes weary eyes
and rest your beating head
no one's gonna take you
from me now
stay here forever with me instead
When I awoke to
the sound of her voice
I saw it was traffic
making all the noise
so ill keep on moving
through the gravel and ground
home is where my boots walk
wherever I am found
|
||||
9. |
Hallowed Ground
04:11
|
|||
Hallowed Ground
Wont you rosin up your bow for everyone
Darlin play that lonesome fiddle tune like the angels would have sung
when I go before you I can be rest assured
when they put me in the ground, your song was the last thing I heard
I tried to lay my guns to ground nights before
then the fire came that is why you found me at your door
please hide me from the darkness, and the horror thats outside
cause when the ground does shake beneath our feet, I feel im losing time
If the sun dont rise in time for my last words
the sound of sorrowed strings will be enough to wake the birds
when its time to put that fiddle down youll know
so just play me to the heavens, so my body wont go cold
this hallowed ground, where my body does lay beneath the sound
thats forever there
You wont raise my ghost, your melody kept me from being host
and the devils snare
But dont you mourn, there are others
who need healing from the scorn, and those wicked winds
that blow across, bringing hardship amongst
the ridiculed and lost that cant see the end
wont you rosin up your bow for everyone
and play that lonesome fiddle tune, like the angels would have sung
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Swindlin Hearts, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp