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Kerrville Campfire Song
03:56
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Come sit with me, by the old oak tree
Time's getting short, and soon we will leave
Been a beautiful day, been a beautiful week
We've said all we've said, now we don't have to speak
And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
I'll sing every day after we're gone
I will sing, sing my whole life long
A glimmer of sun behind the green hills
The campfires are quiet, the air is still
In this little corner of heaven's own ground
A lone voice is raised in the day's first sound
And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
I'll sing every day after we're gone
I will sing, sing my whole life long
Come, it with me, my sparrow, my friend
Our love will go on, but our time here will end
Let's say our goodbyes, but don't shed a tear
I'll see you again next year
And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
I'll sing every day after we're gone
I will sing, sing my whole life long
I will sing, sing my whole life long
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Don't need to start some big love affair
Just a little date leading who knows where
Eyes shine as the light dims, drawing me in
Closer to you
And tonight, a little love is gonna do
No reservations, no maitre d's
Good conversation over wine and cheese
Right now your smile draws me close
Ever closer to you
Cause tonight, a little love is gonna do
I've had big love, I gave it my all
From those heights, it's a long way to fall
So tonight, I just want to be
Looking at you, looking at me
Don't know how this evening will end
For tonight, there's no need to pretend
Don't try to love all of me
And I'll do the same for you
Cause tonight, a little love is gonna do
Tonight, a little love is gonna do
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How Come We Don't Fight
02:54
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How come we don't fight?
Are you just trying to humor me?
How come we don't fight?
Is there something you're not telling me?
Are you selling me the lie that I'm always right?
Oh baby, how come we don't fight?
Well, I don't mean no harm, And you know you are my sweetie
But I've been disarmed, and you know I didn't sign no treaty
So, how come we don't fight?
Do I see a hint of a grin?
How come we don't fight?
Have I been outsmarted again?
Have you played me like a violin since our very first night?
Oh baby, how come we don't fight?
Well, I don't need a big fight
A little tiff will scratch my itch
But I won't feel right until
You stop pulling this bait-and-switch
How come we don't fight?
Did I jinx us just by saying it?
How come we don't fight?
That serenity prayer--you still praying it?
I got one thing on my mind when we turn out the light
Oh, baby, how come we don't fight?
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What does she know?
Does she know how little I'm prepared?
How I got no plan and I'm usually running scared?
And my aim looks bad with this sad little arrow on my bow
I don't know what she knows
I don't know what she knows
What does she know?
Does she know that I really should know better?
Got my troubles with the spirit and the letter
Does she know I'm a feather tossed wherever the wind blows?
I don't know what she knows
I don't know what she knows
I act like I know a lot
But it's all just for show
And I ain't got what she has got
I don't know what she knows
What does she know?
It seems she's seen it all once or twice
And there's still a kindness in those hazel eyes
She never seems surprised when I come back after I go
I don't know what she knows
I don't know what she knows
What does she know?
She seems to know when words are no use
She seems able to be and not just do
She makes our love a garden, and she somehow makes it grow
I don't know what she knows
I don't know what she knows
I don't know what she knows
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Rollin' and Tumblin'
01:59
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Won't you love me baby, or please let me be
Won't you love me baby, or please let me be
If you don't like my peaches, don't shake my tree
Won't you love me baby, please say you'll be mine
Won't you love me baby, please say you'll be mine
If you don't like my potatoes, don't dig up my vine
Rollin' and a-tumblin, cry the whole night long
Rollin' and a-tumblin, cry the whole night long
Woke up this morning, something going on wrong
Woke up this morning, something going on wrong
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'm thinking of friends that I used to know
Who lived and suffered in this world below
Now they've gone off to heaven, but I want to know
What are they doing there now?
What are they doing in heaven today?
Where sin and sorrow have all gone away
Peace abounds like a river, they say
What are they doing there now?
There's some whose hearts were burdened with care
They faced their moment with fighting and tears
But they clung to the cross with trembling and fear
What are they doing there now?
What are they doing in heaven today?
Where sin and sorrow have all gone away
Peace abounds like a river, they say
What are they doing there now?
There's some who were poor and often despised
They looked up toward heaven with tear-blinded eyes
While people where heedless and deaf to their cries
What are they doing there now?
What are they doing in heaven today?
Where sin and sorrow have all gone away
Peace abounds like a river, they say
What are they doing there now?
What are they doing there now?
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Flight 1549
01:15
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We left the ground on time
Flight 1549
Bound for Charlotte, North Carolina
But we hit a flock of geese
And the pilot said, "Oh, geez...."
And we had to land in the Hudson River
It's a miracle we all got out alive
From that big airliner's Hudson River dive
And now I got a bad case of the shakes
And I don't care how long it takes......
Next time, I'll drive
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Love In Vain
03:15
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And I followed her to the station
with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station
with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
when all your love's in vain
When the train rolled up to the station
I looked her in the eye
When the train rolled up to the station
and I looked her in the eye
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome
and I could not help but cry
All my love's in vain
When the train, it left the station
with two lights on behind
When the train, it left the station
with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues
and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain
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Make Room for You
03:15
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My love you sleep most fitfully
Your daytime cares trouble your dreams
Your silken gown flows nighttime blue
I'll move on over
And make room for you
And there behind your sleeping eyes
The joy and pain of all your life
You spread your wings and sometimes flew
I'll move on over
And make room for you
You long that love might set us free
Yet join our hearts in loyalty
You make me see with eyes anew
I'll move on over
And make room for you
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Mr. Blues
04:56
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Blues, oh Blues, you dog me like a ghost
Whispering at midnight the things I fear the most
Oh Blues, you dog me like a ghost
Hiding in the darkness, you wait til I'm alone....
and then you moan
It's the serenade of sorrow
Gonna think about tomorrow, Mister Blues
Blues, oh Blues, trickster in my house
Creepin' in the side door, stirring up my doubts
Oh Blues, you're the trickster in my house
I get worried when you're whistling that same old tune....
trouble's coming soon
While you're smiling at my sorrow
Gonna think about tomorrow, Mister Blues
Blues, oh Blues, got a stumble in your step
Without all my troubles, you ain't nothing by yourself
Oh blues, got a stumble in your step
I will gather in my chosen, and we'll burn the lanterns high....
until you fly
Gonna send you home in sorrow
Better think about tomorrow, Mister Blues
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Bordertown
04:38
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The smoke rolls in from Mexico
Where the fires burn sweet and slow
Must seem like hell down there below
Below this bordertown
The dust swirls up around my feetT
he streets are silent in the heat
But there's a steady, strong heartbeat
To this bordertown
I'm just a rambler passing through
But towns like this are nothing new
I'm from East, by the endless blue
Waiting for the sound of a train rolling down the track
The ticket in my hand, the sun beating on my back
Where lazy boys drink lone star beer
And feign machismo to hide their fear
That they've been marked like branded steer
Marked by this bordertown
Like snakes by day they hang around
But at night they'll be Southland bound
To where that easy love is found
South of this bordertown
I know that longing and the strain
As muscles work to break the chain
But freedom's difficult to gain
Waiting for the sound of a train rolling down the track
The ticket in my hand, the sun beating on my back
The tired sun starts sinking slow
I hear that lonesome whistle blow
My signal that it's time to go
Go from this bordertown
I grab my bag and my guitar
Climb aboard the third class car
My cigarette a shooting star
Across this bordertown
I love the sound of a train rolling down the track
The town that lies ahead, the never looking back
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Shake These Blues
06:11
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See the rock, the burden I carry on
See the rock, everything I done wrong
Gonna shake these blues someday
Burden be gone
River run, down to the sea
River run, wash me clean
Gonna shake these blues someday
Gonna swim free
I'm gone away, my shoes worn thin
Gone away, gonna start over again
Gonna shake these blues someday
Like an old skin
See the rock, the burden I carry on
See the rock, everything I done wrong
Gonna shake these blues someday
Burden be gone
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Pat Wictor Brooklyn, New York
Grounded in rural blues and gospel traditions, Pat Wictor's lean, poetic songs and expressive guitar playing are seasoned with jazz, pop, improvisational surprise, and philosophy. He first gained attention as an acoustic lap slide guitarist, and a sought-after collaborator and session musician. His evolving projects push his own musical boundaries ever outward ... more
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