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Mary Virginia
03:56
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She took a house on Breckenridge Street
Was a seamstress with her mama to make ends meet
While her lover went off to fight for the Union
Fifty yards over Cemetery Hill she could smell the powder
Feel the shells, and hear the bugles sounding out the coming charge
Mary Virginia, one shot went through the door
Mary Virginia, was buried in the backyard
He found some trouble in a field of fight
When a bullet caught him and took his life
But before it did he handed off a letter
Said my lover lives near the town by you
And if you make it back there before I do, to Pennsylvania
See that this finds her
Mary Virginia, one shot went through the door
Mary Virginia, was buried in the backyard
They made fifteen loaves of bread from the dough
That her hands kneaded out when she was alive
They made fifteen loaves of bread from the dough
But she was dead and gone before they could rise
Mary Virginia, one shot went through the door
Mary Virginia, it all ended on the kitchen floor
Mary Virginia, one shot went through the door
Mary Virginia, was buried in the backyard
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An old man said to me, what you hiding from
I told him I was comfortable, and I didn’t want to screw that up
Well you can wait your whole life looking for the right time
Or you can get up now son and go see what you find.
He said…
Do I look comfortable to you?
Do I look happy with the things I had to choose?
Then he turned to me, and said with a smile
You only get what you go get for yourself
Guys like you and I there’s no handout
I know it’s harder, if it was easy well then everybody would
I’ll tell you one thing, it tastes sweeter when you know you gave your own blood
Do I look comfortable to you?
Do I look happy with the things I had to choose?
Well I don’t know you, but you seem to young to die
So get up now and go see what you find
So I sat awhile, and listened to him spin his yarn
About what he did, and where he’s been so far
Then I asked him if he had any regrets
He said only one, and it’s one that I’ll have to take with
Do I look comfortable to you?
Do I look happy with the things I had to choose?
I don’t know you, but you seem too young to die
So get up now, and go see what you find
Sometimes it pours down rain
Sometimes there will be sun
Sometimes you think you won’t have a better day
And sometimes you just want the goddamn day done
Sometimes there will be love,
And sometimes you wanna wring somebody’s neck
But one thing’s for certain, there’ll be another day until the day you quit
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All Your Friends
03:48
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Take my advice leave while you can, gather your things and go
Cause there ain't no stars gonna shine like the ones
That shine in those dreams you hold
There's not a woman or a man to make you go back
When your mind is made up and true
You got a car you got some keys used to unlock your needs
That never did a damn thing for you
All your friends, they might ask you where you gonna go
All your friends, maybe they'll miss, maybe they won't
I don't know
There's a song you used to sing when you were lost in between
trapped in your rage and ruin
The words in the verse always took you aways
To the places you never knew
All your friends, they might ask you where you gonna go
All your friends, maybe they'll miss you maybe they won't
I said, all your friends, they might ask you where you gonna go
All your friends, maybe they'll miss you, maybe they won't
I don't know
Take my advice, leave while you can
You'll be forty before you know
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Lie To Me
04:03
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There’s one shot left to save you, five wasted for fun
One through a sign in Oklahoma, right behind three, two, and run
Well there’s breakfast on the table if you’re so inclined
The coffees hot my patience thin you keep wasting up my time, yeah
I’ve seen this all before, yeah I know your kind
You take all the work make it yours and then sign a top that line
There’s catfish on the table if you’re so inclined
The drinks are strong my patience gone you keep fucking with my mind
Lie to me, tell me that you will
Even if you plan on doing nothing
Lie to me, say you want me still
Even if what you want has nothing to do with me
You can hold your breath forever, close your eyes for fun
Pretend its gone when its really there and its got you on the run
You can keep on saying nothing, just keep playing dumb
You can hold your cards with the weakest pair and still come out number one
Lie to me, tell me that you will
Even if you plan on doing nothing
Lie to me, say you want me still
Even if what you want has nothing to do with me
Lie to me, come on make me believe
Lie to me, come on make me believe
Lie to me, tell me that you will
Even if you plan on doing nothing
Lie to me, say you want me still
Even if what you want has nothing to do with me
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San Fermin
03:32
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Maybe Someday I Will
04:30
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Lake Superior
03:55
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We followed the trail through the fields of clover
With the sun ahead as our guide
Followed it down to the shore of Superior
And looked out where she touched the sky, where she touched the sky
I pulled out the Nikon, and snapped up a photo
Of you standing with me
The lake was on fire, the sun fast and sinking
I trapped it inside of that screen
Wherever you’re going, take me with you
Whatever you’re knowing, I wanna know too, I wanna know too
You picked out a stone and cast it out somewhere
It would stay for a million more days
The last skin it felt were the tips of your fingers
On the day trip we took to the lake
Wherever you’re going, take me with you
Whatever you’re knowing, I wanna know too, I wanna know too
Something so big makes you feel like a stranger
You said as we turned to leave
We followed the trail back through the fields of clover
With just the picture we took for keeps
Wherever you’re going, take me with you
Whatever you’re knowing, I wanna know too, I wanna know too
Wherever you’re going, take me with you
Whatever you’re knowing, I wanna know too, I wanna know too
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Kurt Gunn De Pere, Wisconsin
A pure songwriter, equally informed and introspective. A talented guitarist and composer, from a climate that compels musicians to devote compassion to their craft. From solo performer to bandleader, with a style alternately whimsical and weighted, Gunn’s range will draw you in and keep you in his crosshairs. ... more
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