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1. |
Road I Walk
03:44
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There ain't nothing down this road I been walking
I'm not proud of what I've done
There ain't too much truth in what I been talking
Sin just rolls off my tongue
Shine a light down
Show me a better way
Shine a light down
Before I'm gone
There ain't too much good in this world we live in
You can see it every day
Just keep on walking down whatever road you're walking
No matter what they say
Shine a light down
Show me a better way
Shine a light down
Before I'm gone
It's a lonely walk alone
(It's a lonely walk)
Hang on to what you have
(Hang on to what you have)
Please light this path I'm on
(Light the path I'm on)
Cause I'm lost again
Shine a light down
Show me a better way
Shine, Shine, Shine down
Before I'm gone
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2. |
Aces & Eights
02:48
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I don't want to but I'm gonna
Tell a story about a man who
Bet the devil to save his family
Bet the devil and lost his soul
Down the road and across the river
Lives a man who loved to gamble
Poker playin' and drinkin' whiskey
Don't do nothin' to feed your family
Then one day a man came callin'
Deck of cards and a piece of paper
Don't cost nothin' if you're winnin'
If you lose then I'll need a favor
Don't play cards with the old man
Not like I done
Don't bet nothin' with the old man
He's gonna take your soul
Shuffled up and then he chuckled
Five card stud is what I'm dealin'
Got my cards and smiled at him
Turned them over so he could see
Very nice he said a grinnin'
But not good enough you see
Slid the paper over and
Took the soul right outta me
Don't play cards with the old man
Not like I done
Don't bet nothin' with old man
He's gonna take your soul
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3. |
Undertakers Window
03:17
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Penny for your thoughts son
And a nickel for the lead
Fear is for the living
And peace is for the dead
There's always room in the Undertakers Window
C'mon down you fighting men
Once you wash your hands in crimson
You'll never be the same again
Cry out broken hearted
Ever mournful weep
As the dear departed
Ever sweetly sleep
There's always room in the Undertakers Window
C'mon down you fighting men
Once you wash your hands in crimson
You'll never be the same again
There's always room in the Undertakers Window
C'mon down you fighting men
Once you wash your hands in crimson
You'll never be the same again
There's no room in the Undertakers Window
Long gone are fighting men
Washed clean in a river of crimson
Gone to glory with a mournful hymn
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4. |
Pine Box Ride
02:52
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Long black car gonna carry me away
Press my suit, comb my hair down straight
Don't be sad, there ain't no need to cry
Just see me off on my pine box ride
For the wages of sin is death!
Well the sheriff put a rope around my no good neck
He said "Hey boy any last requests?"
I breathed in deep and I said with a sigh
"No Sir I'm ready for my pine box ride"
Long black car gonna carry me away
Press my suit, comb my hair down straight
Don't be sad, there ain't no need to cry
See me off on my pine box ride
Whosever was not found in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire!
St. Peter met me out at the pearly gates
He said "hang on son, you gotta wait"
He flipped through his book and he said "That's a shame"
"I looked through it twice and I don't see you're name"
Long black car gonna carry me away
Press my suit, comb my hair down straight
Don't be sad, there ain't no need to cry
See me off on my pine box ride
Remember therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent!
You were doing wrong and your life's full of pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain
There's still time to turn it around
Get straightened out and don't follow me down
Long black car gonna carry me away
Press my suit, comb my hair down straight
Don't be sad, there ain't no need to cry
See me off on my pine box ride
Long black car gonna carry me away
Press my suit, comb my hair down straight
Don't be sad, there ain't no need to cry
See me off on my pine box ride
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5. |
Ballad of Murphy Lee
03:03
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great big man up Jesse's Run by the name of Murphy Lee
about 8 feet tall and 4 feet wide, big around as a tree
well his daddy raised him up real good
and he taught him how to run the shine
every night when the sun goes down
you can hear his engine whine
do-good county lawman, goes by the name of Jones
wants to bust up Murphy's still, but he ain't gonna try it alone
so he called up his friends in the big white house
and said "time to make some noise"
"send me down some back up, about a dozen big 'ol boys, c'mon"
when the bullets start to fly
Murphy ain't afraid to die
bullets don't mean nothin'
Murphy Lee kept his still at the head of Clay Lick Run
checked his mash once a day and he always brought along his gun
when the Sheriff told the big 'ol boys
"it's gonna be tonight, make sure you got a lot of shells
cause we're gonna do this right"
Murphy caught 'em in the woods, and so the story goes
as the sun came up on Jesse's run he was digging 13 holes
when the bullets start to fly
Murphy ain't afraid to die
bullets don't mean nothin'
let sleepin' dogs lie
and turn a blind eye
he ain't gonna hurt ya
great big man up Jesse's Run by the name of Murphy Lee
better watch just how you talk cause I call him dad you see?
Well Murphy raised me up real good
and he taught me how to run the shine
every night when the sun goes down
you can hear 2 engines whine
when the bullets start to fly
We ain't afraid to die
bullets don't mean nothin'
let sleepin' dogs lie
and you won't have to die
you ain't gonna stop us
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6. |
River Take 'em Home
02:06
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roll water roll
down through the hills
roll water roll
black water kills
come and see, come and see
say a prayer for the lost
river come take them home
carry their souls across
run children run
up on the hill
run children run
black water kills
come and see, come and see
say a prayer for the lost
river come take them home
carry their souls across
inspector said "this dam will hold"
inspector said "this dam gone hold"
come and see, come and see
say a prayer for the lost
river come take them home
carry their souls across
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7. |
Sunshine
03:49
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There's blood on a pick
and a shovel full of coal
There's so many ghosts
down in this hole
On the devil's doorstep
is where I spend my days
I'm being broken down
in old familiar ways
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you warm these tired bones of mine
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you fill these eyes of mine one more, one more time
Blistered skin
and a weary heavy mind
Dig at the souls
that Heaven left behind
In this thick black air
every man is gone
Dying in the shadows
and praying for the sun
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you warm these tired bones of mine
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you fill these eyes of mine one more, one more time
Here's to those we'll never see again
Some we've never known, others we call friends
Wherever they are the light is shining down
They left their pain with us buried under ground
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you warm these tired bones of mine
Oh, Sunshine
Won't you fill these eyes of mine one more, one more time
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(Instrumental)
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9. |
100 More Years
04:04
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The smile on your face was my saving grace
When you picked me up and pulled me away
I could live 100 more years
and it wouldn't be enough, it appears
for me to say, and try to repay what you've given me
honestly
I hope you know when it's hard for me to show
what you mean to me
honestly, you're the one
Sunshine or rain, laughter or pain
Oh you fill me up and save me again
I could live 100 more years
and it wouldn't be enough, it appears
for me to say, and try to repay what you've given me
honestly
I hope you know when it's hard for me to show
what you mean to me
honestly, you're the one
Tangled up in fear, I know you're hear
to free me up, and to make things clear
I could live 100 more years
and it wouldn't be enough, it appears
for me to say, and try to repay what you've given me
honestly
I hope you know when it's hard to show
what you mean to me
honestly, you're the one
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10. |
Feels Like Hell
03:06
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Hard to live the million dollar dream
on your nickel reality
Hard as hell to raise your head
off the pillow of shame
When you're living hand to mouth
hard to hold on to anything
Keep a weary eye on hope
as your faith slides away
If we're really closer to God
up on these mountains and hillsides
How come "Almost Heaven"
feels like Hell sometimes?
Can't wrap your head around the scene
Shed your hometown mentality
You'll scrape by and you'll be fine
this is how it's supposed to be
Loaded gun, thy will be done
put an end to reality
Show them how you're too damn proud
to ask for what you need
If we're really closer to God
up on these mountains and hillsides
How come "Almost Heaven"
feels like Hell sometimes?
If we're really closer to God
up on these mountains and hillsides
How come "Almost Heaven"
feels like Hell sometimes?
feels like Hell sometimes . . .
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11. |
Y'all Better Get Right
04:08
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Hey there listen close I gotta little story to tell
About your little piece of heaven turns out it ain't nothin but hell
Woah, you created your own private hell
Hey what's the point of livin if ya go around lying to yourself?
What's the point of having a heart if you keep it up on the shelf?
Hey, you better get right with your damn self
Y'all better get right with Jesus
Y'all better get right with God
Y'all better get right with Jesus
cause ya don't know when he coming back
Y'all better get right with yourselves
Y'all better get right with the world
You need to get right with yourself son
before the hearse come painted black
before the hearse come painted black
You think this life ain't living if you ain't got money to spend
It's about the hands you got and, yeah, the ones you can lend
Woah, you better get right with your damn self
Living like a king yeah, you think you can't be touched
You gonna get a big surprise when they nail that 'ole coffin shut
Oh, when they nail that 'ole coffin shut
You better get right with Jesus
Yeah, you better make peace with God
You better get right with Jesus
Cause you don't know when he's coming back
Y'all better get your mind right
You better get right with the world
You better get your damn mind straight
before the hearse come painted black
before the hearse come painted black
Better get your mind right
You better make peace with the world
Yeah you better get your mind straight
before the hearse come painted black
before the hearse come painted black
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Sadwater Clarksburg, West Virginia
Parts Folk, Gothic, Blues, Country, and anything else that tickles their fancy, Sadwater is an ever evolving project for Jared Ward and Jonathan Hicks since 2009 through the present.
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