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Rattle Down
03:39
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Wound up like a ball of wire
Can’t outrun a raging fire
I been gone a hundred days before
I been lost a thousand ways or more
Got a saint around my neck
But I ain’t the kind you can protect
I hate it when when you say
Those were the good old days …
Rattle down, rattle down
And tell me when I will be found
Rattle down, rattle down
All those days that came unwound
You said it’s time to leave
And I agreed
, I agreed
You said it’s time to leave
And I agreed, I agreed
I stopped laughing at your jokes
You stopped bumming almost all my smokes
I hate it when you say
There’s nothing (nothing) in your way …
You said it’s time to leave
And I agreed
, I agreed
You said it’s time to leave
And I agreed, I agreed
Rattle down, rattle down
And tell me when I will be found
Rattle down, rattle down
All those days that came unwound
Rattle down, rattle down
And tell me when I will be found
Rattle down, rattle down
And tell me when I will be found ...
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All the Answers
03:45
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Your dreams, they don’t mean much
If you’re sitting in the dust
Almost made it to the Promised Land
Promises get broken in the end
So just keep one hand on the wheel
And
And I will make you a deal
I won’t fade away in your rear view
I won’t fade away like the ones you knew
So collect your feathers, fly through this weather
Happiness was some illusion
Next time I’ll find you sooner
Happiness was just a rumor
Next time I’ll find you sooner
It’s a test of what you can stand
So I wrote the answers on the back of my hand
It’s a test of what you can stand
All the the answers on the back of my hand
We tried to close the distance
But you know it got all twisted
All the times when the rain beats down
I hear you singing underneath the sound
All the times when the rain beats down
I hear you singing underneath the sound
Well, I never learned to say goodbye
And every time I look you in the eye
I leave every place I’ve been
And I’m never going back again
I leave every place I’ve been
And I’m never going back again
So collect your feathers, fly through this weather
Happiness was some illusion
Next time I’ll find you sooner
Happiness was just a rumor
Next time I’ll find you sooner
It’s a test of what you can stand
So I wrote the answers on the back of my hand
It’s a test of what you can stand
All the the answers on the back of my hand
All the answers on the back of my hand
All the answers on the back of my hand ...
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Switchback
03:29
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Packing up again
Things going south, I’m headed west
With a couple songs and these old dreams
Now, Hank Williams and his Cadillac
Rode all night, never did look back (
All the why why whys and then “who cares”
Slamming doors and broken stairs
Switchback’s got me turned around
Hear that lonesome highway sound
Switchback’s got me turned around
Hear that lonesome highway sound
Her eyes they burned like city lights
City lights in gray and blue
Apologies, they can’t be bought
If you’re too blind to see it through
Packing up again
Things going south, I’m headed west
With some other songs and these old dreams
Switchback’s got me turned around
Hear that lonesome highway sound
Switchback’s got me turned around
Hear that lonesome highway sound
Switchback’s got me turned around
Tonight I took the highway down …
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4. |
Danny Won't Be Home
03:41
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The mirror doesn’t show you
To all the people who don’t know you
Danny, he’s been on the clock
They said slow down, but he can’t stop
Tuesday night, mid-December
Another crowd tries to remember
Feeling lonely while she’s swaying
But the band, they just kept on playing
They told me your were buried
Down at New St. Mary’s
But all the showed me was a lie
‘Cause rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Danny’s making real good time
But he can’t see the exit signs
Danny’s got a motel room
But you know he’ll be leaving soon
Somewhere down on Highway 10
He thought he heard those songs again
Felt like he’d been here before
But this time he couldn’t find the door
They told me your were buried
Down at New St. Mary’s
But all the showed me was a lie
‘Cause rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Dream beneath the desert stars
You can’t come back if you drift too far
Seems like you only felt alive
When you hung your heart out on the line
Danny looks into the lights
He hears the roar of summer nights
Feeling lonely while she’s swaying
But the band just kept on playing …
They told me your were buried
Down at New St. Mary’s
But all the showed me was a lie
‘Cause rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die
Rock ’n’ roll will never die ...
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5. |
River Running High
05:38
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Small time’s the big thing in this town
Dreaming with the sound turned down
Like a match that just won’t burn
You live what you don’t learn
Black’s Creek we danced by the banks
Bob Dylan sang “Tambourine Man”
I was a mess, she wore a dress of blue
Took a guess at what she knew to be true
We were thinking what it’d be like to fly (B-A-E)
When the river came down running high
And we’re up to our necks in regret
But the answers ain’t found their way yet
Don’t you know nothing at all
Is keeping us here ’til we fall
Don’t you know nothing at all
Is keeping us here ’til we fall
We sang in the mud and we sank in our shoes
The look in her eye said, you better choose
“Come around, or you’ll drown in the flood
They’re your kind, but they don’t own your blood”
Now, Anna Lee’s packing her things
Took her books, but left all her rings
She said, “the words you need come from in here
When the road’s too crooked to steer”
We were thinking what it’d be like to fly
When the river came down running high
And we’re up to our necks in regret
But the answers ain’t found their way yet
We were thinking what it’d be like to fly
When the river came down running high
And we’re up to our necks in regret
But the answers ain’t washed away yet
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But the answers ain’t washed away yet …
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Red Desert Motel New Jersey
Red Desert Motel is a roots-rock/cowpunk duo from South Jersey. Their music reflects the rural highways of where they're
from. They formed over a mutual love of Uncle Tupelo, Wilco, Townes Van Zandt and John Prine.
Words matter.
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