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Half Alive
03:52
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Half Alive
(Ned Hill)
Standing here staring down a railroad track-baby I’m half alive
A long time gone and a long way back-keep waiting but I don’t know why
And I know I’ve been lying to myself
And I know that her world won’t change for anyone else
Love done caged me in a barb wire fence-baby I’m half alive
A worn out spot where the time we spent-old memories of the days gone bye
And I know I’ve been lying to myself
And I know that her world won’t change for anyone else
Baby, you’re always on my mind
There’s an old coffee stain in her favorite cup-baby I’m half alive
But there’s just some damn things you can’t clean up-keep waiting for the hands of time
And I know I’ve been lying to myself
And I know that her world won’t change for anyone else
And I know I’ve been lying to myself
And I know that her world won’t change for anyone else
Baby, you’re always on my mind
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Where Ya Gone Virginia?
04:23
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Where Ya Gone Virginia?
(Ned Hill)
No golden band-no flowered altar
No boring pictures of the family
Just the ties that bind-all the years in between
Held your hand through the deepest water
Never let you drown in the misery
And if you had to fall-you had to fall on me
Where ya gone Virginia?-you know you made a fool out of me
Where ya gone Virginia?-better get on back to Tennessee
Took a chance across the river
Living with some ghosts that you never see
But they linger there-yeah, they linger in your dreams
Where ya gone Virginia?-you know you made a fool out of me
Where ya gone Virginia?-better get on back to Tennessee
Makes you wonder now-makes you wonder how-makes you wonder now
Took a trip to nowhere Texas
Came back home to a different view
Empty spaces there-an empty place without you
Where ya gone Virginia?-you know you made a fool out of me
Where ya gone Virginia?-better get on back to Tennessee
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Detroit City (You’re One Tough Town)
(Ned Hill, Don Duprie, Alison Lewis)
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
We put you on wheels-made our own sound
Now the cars are all rusted-the streets are broke down
Those rumbling engines kinda quieted down
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
And baby I know-this world can turn cold and kick ya around sometime
Beat ya so bad, you’re hard to recognize
In my Cadillac “Rose’-I left my oil stained clothes and this heart of mine
With the note you left when you said goodbye
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
We put you on wheels-made our own sound
Now the cars are all rusted-the streets are broke down
Those rumbling engines kinda quieted down
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
Half drunk and stoned-before I go, Joe, hit me one more time
So I can lay my head down with peaceful eyes
And as I stumble on home-seems like everything’s gone
But I know this city will rise-from these burned out ashes
And so will I
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
We put you on wheels-made our own sound
Now the cars are all rusted-the streets are broke down
Those rumbling engines kinda quieted down
Ah, Detroit City-you’re one tough town
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That's My Story
04:25
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That’s My Story
(Ned Hill)
Raised on the streets of Horse Cave Kentucky-not much there but we sure felt lucky
Five and dime and juke box junkies we were
Basketball on the TV screen-Adolph Rupp and Martin Luther King-interrupting Walt Disney and shakin’ up the old world
The segregation line was the railroad track-one side white and one side black
But we all went to school and played like super heroes
Those high school years were full of rock, adolescent blues, and one last shot
And I broke their hearts when the clock ran down to zero
And oh Lord, that’s my story-stuck between faith and the pain and glory
Sent me off to the finest school-fell apart quick like a drunken fool-so I traded in my books for a really cool record collection
White knuckle liberal arts anxiety-so I scored a little dope from some SAE’s-but wound up on the floor praying for a resurrection
And oh Lord, that’s my story-stuck between faith and the pain and glory
Like digging hard dirt with a baby spoon-I dug, dug, dug till I made it through
With a BA degree and a masters in well intentions
Came back home to settle down but she took off and I fell down when I heard the train and the sound of its rumbling engine
And here I am with this old guitar-a long time gone but not too far
From the love and the soul and the heart that I was raised from
And I can still see my Daddy’s cigarette-the way he held it with that whiskey on his breath-listening to Ray Charles singing on the stereo “That Lucky Ol’ Sun”
And oh Lord, that’s my story-stuck between faith and the pain and glory
And oh Lord, that’s my story-stuck between faith and the pain and glory
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When You're Gone
03:54
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When You’re Gone
(Ned Hill)
I watch you leaving-softly breathing
I can see it in your eyes
Broke down and hollow-if I could follow you there
I’d do it every time
And who’ll be there to find me
And who’ll be there beside me
When you’re gone
A month of Sundays-the things that we say
Will make me fall apart
A change in the weather-her eyes fall like the leaves of September down
When the rain and thunder start
And who’ll be there to make me
And who’ll be there to save me
When you’re gone
And I suppose the sun will rise again and bring another day
But I don’t know if I can take this world without your pretty face-alone
And who’ll be there above me
And who’ll be there to bug me
And who’ll be there to love me
When you’re gone
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You Got It
03:08
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You Got It
(Ned Hill)
You ain’t the prettiest girl I know
Crooked tooth smile but as pure as gold
Who settles in a river of worn out poems
Bell bottom jeans and a black tank top
With white tattered letters that says “Cheap Trick Rocks”
Eating chocolate cherries from a heart shaped box
You got it-baby, baby you got it
You say, let me tell ya rockin’ daddy where’s it’s at
Bill Hicks, Pat Conroy, and Ronnie Van Zant
You say you’re a Mason Dixon momma and I have to laugh
You got it-baby, baby you got it
And I know darlin’-all the years have fallen
Away from what I wished that it would be
And like that old cold wind callin’-you put that old flame out darlin’
But the fire still lies there underneath
You take one last drink from your six year old scotch
Red lipstick on your glass-you wind your daddy’s old watch
You say your forty minutes for I don’t know what
You got it-baby, baby you got it
Don’t you know that you got it
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Kick The Stars
04:25
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Kick The Stars
(Ned Hill)
Lonely days-a million miles from anything
This world moves so fast the wind it brings
Will knock you to the ground
And that whisper on your shoulder-a little louder as you get older
Says start looking up instead of lying down
Cause those wheels keep churning down the railroad track
Picking up steam about a half mile back
With its whistle moaning out that lonesome sound
Oh train roll on-tearin’ up these rails I’m on
Heading north to Kingdom Come-but it will be alright
I’ll kick the stars and kiss the moon goodnight
And I’m laughing at the notion of drifting on an ocean
Of a thousand songs and no one hears my plea
Threw myself to the universe-spit me right back but it could be worse
I can still rise up when I’m on my bended knee
Oh train roll on-tearin’ up these rails I’m on
Heading north to Kingdom Come-but it will be alright
I’ll kick the stars and kiss the moon goodnight
Oh lonely days-sing the words that’s hard to say
Like an old folk singer troubadour castaway-in a city full of stone
And I’m standing on a feeling’-these three chords I’m stealing
From an old poet that I heard so long ago
If I beat my guitar on a crowded street
Like the punk rock drunkard that I use to be
Will the fire spark to Heaven with my soul?
Oh train roll on-tearin’ up these rails I’m on
Heading north to Kingdom Come-but it will be alright
I’ll kick the stars and kiss the moon goodnight
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Revival
03:29
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Revival
(Johnny Mark Miller)
Adam in the garden of Eden-with a good woman by his side
She said, we can have anything we want-God put it her for us to try
That serpent there says it’s ok-say Yahweh, he won’t mind
One little bite of forbidden fruit and they left paradise behind
The good Lord said to Noah-son, I’m gonna make it rain
Forty days and forty nights-like nothin’ you ain’t ever seen
Gonna need you to round your family boy and build yourself a boat
With two of every animal-to keep the whole wide world afloat
Revival, revival
No church and pews-grab your Sunday shoes and your Bible
Revival, revival
Cause this old tent was Heaven sent for survival
Moses came down from the mountain-with a big stone in his hand
He said the word was written on Ararat-by the finger of God to man
He said the people ain’t been living’ right-they’ve been prayin’ to a golden cow
But you the man’s a gonna set’em straight-and I’m a gonna show you how
Revival, revival
No church and pews-grab your Sunday shoes and your Bible
Revival, revival
Cause this old tent was Heaven sent for survival
Daniel in the lion’s den-as scared as he can be
He say a prayer to the Man upstairs—this cat’s gonna make a meal out of me
Gonna need you to send somebody Lord-to tame this savage beast
Cause I’ll be damn if I’m gonna become some feline’s feast
Revival, revival
No church and pews-grab your Sunday shoes and your Bible
Revival, revival
Cause this old tent was Heaven sent for survival
Revival, revival
No church and pews-grab your Sunday shoes and your Bible
Revival, revival
Cause this old tent was Heaven sent for survival
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9. |
Streets Of My Hometown
04:38
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The Streets Of My Hometown
(Ned Hill, Billy Hill)
Daddy was a doctor-drove a big ol’ car around
Momma was a nurse-they had an office there in town
The DX station checkerboard always drew a crowd
As the whispers from the pool hall walls say rack’em Mr. Brown
Now this town is just a place where no one comes
The lonely sidewalks stranded there when Sam Walton banged his drum
The vacant buildings are holding out-begging for someone
But old memories are the only thing that’s hangin’ ‘round
And there ain’t nothin’ left on the streets of my hometown
The department stores were castles where a kid could roam for days
Ben Franklins had its models and its 1000 paint display
And on the bikes from Western Auto-we could ride around all day
The hardware store with its creaky floor-had the Fort Knox of knife displays
Now this town is just a place where no one comes
The lonely sidewalks stranded there when Sam Walton banged his drum
The vacant buildings are holding out-begging for someone
But old memories are the only thing that’s hangin’ ‘round
And there ain’t nothin’ left on the streets of my hometown
There was a soda straw through a hole in the old jail wall-where the friendly jailbirds use to feed
On cigarettes and soda pop from Talley’s grocery
And on a dare we’d wander there-for some convict company
And trade a smoke for a dirty joke-and some school boy foolery
Now this town is just a place where no one comes
The lonely sidewalks stranded there when Sam Walton banged his drum
The vacant buildings are holding out-begging for someone
But old memories are the only thing that’s hangin’ ‘round
And there ain’t nothin’ left on the streets of my hometown
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Marry A Waitress
03:33
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Marry A Waitress
(Ned Hill)
Think I’ll marry a waitress-with pulled back hair of brown
And a smile she keeps every time she comes around
Think I’ll marry a waitress-from a hard and simple life
Who’ll help me clean up this mess ’ve made of mine
And as I go where anything goes-baby, I’ve come undone
One more place, another late show-I’m tired of holding on
Think I’ll tell her tomorrow-before it gets too late
And there’s nothing on my plate-to keep me here
Say goodbye to the sorrow-and miles of lonely streets
With every glass of tea-she’ll say baby, baby
Is everything alright?
And as I go where anything goes-baby, I’ve come undone
One more place, another late show-I’m tired of holding on
Think I’ll marry a waitress-a southern football queen
Picks up her tips and keeps the counter clean
Pulls the check from her pink dress-say “sorry” as she leans
To fill up my glass of tea-she’ll say baby, baby
Is everything alright?
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Thinkin' About You
04:04
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Thinkin’ About You
(Ned Hill, Dave Coleman, Jeffrey Perkins, Johnny Mark Miller)
I’m thinkin’ about you all the time
I’m thinking’ about it-you’re on my mind
I’m wandering ‘round this ol’ parade
Till I finally find you baby
And I’m thinking’ below my shoulder-till it drives me insane
And I’m thinking’ about you all the time
And I’m wondering about myself again
And I’m wondering if it’s gonna rain
Here we go, here we go, here we go again
Sittin’ on my hands baby
And I’m feeling around your door-till it puts me away
And I’m thinking’ about you today
Porque no mas amor porque
When I bring you up-you bring me down
When I try to put you up-you pull me around
I’m thinkin’ about you all the time (I’m wonderin’ about myself again)
I’m thinking’ about it-you’re on my mind (I’m wonderin’ if it’s ever gonna end)
I’m wandering ‘round this ol’ parade
Till I finally find you baby
And I’m thinking’ below my shoulder-till it drives me insane
And I’m thinking’ about you all the time
And I’m thinking’ about you all the time
Do re mi fa say it one more time
I’m thinking’ about you all the time
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12. |
Automobile
03:39
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Automobile
(Ned Hill)
I’ve been out of my head-on my head
Thinking up someone else-something else
And life goes on-and life goes on-and time rolls on
Where is God-where is love-and where is my automobile
Where is faith-where is hope-I can’t seem to find them this year
Hey yeah-I’m sitting in a parking lot-and I get high
Way up-and way down-yeah way down
I grip it-it slips out-what’s in my hands-it’s in His hands
And life goes on-and life goes on-and time rolls on
Where is God-where is love-and where is my beautiful girl
Where is faith-where is hope-I can’t seem to find them this year
And I thought I saw him lying in a field
And I thought I saw her lying in a field
Man I thought I saw them lying in a field
Yes I did-yes I did
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
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