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Heart is Beating
02:54
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My heart is beating
one, two, three
It is everything I will ever need
My heart is beating
one, two, three
It is everything I will ever need now
Because...
You are a part of me
You are a part of me I know now
You are a part of me
Head and the heart
White stone, red sea yeah
Hear that rhythm coming down the line
Moving up your fingers and down your spine
You don't have to doubt it
Feel that rhythm moving in your toes
Shaking at your knees it won't let you go
Until you have to shout it
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2. |
The Travelin' Song
04:59
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Hey oh, hey oh
Whatcha gonna do when that sun comes up?
I'll ride, I'll ride
I'm gonna leave this town behind
I'll ride, I'll ride
Need an open road to ease my mind
Hey oh, hey oh
Whatcha gonna say to that pretty little girl
I'll say, I'll say
Leave my memory by the door
I'll say, I'll say
Don't you think of me no more
Hey oh, hey oh
Whatcha gonna do when that sun comes up?
I'll greet, I'll greet
Any old stranger crosses my path
I'll greet, I'll greet
That dirt road with a smile and a laugh
Hey oh, hey oh
Whatcha gonna do when the night time comes?
I'll seek, I'll seek
A friend with which to break my bread
I'll seek, I'll seek
Any old place to rest my head
Hey oh, hey oh
Whatcha gonna do when that sun comes up?
I'll say, I'll say
Farewell to the world inside my head
I'll say, I'll say
Make my heart my home instead
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3. |
How Long
04:01
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I woke up this morning
Had nothing to say
My gal looked at me
I just looked away
Oh this darkness
Covering my eyes
I got down on my knees
And said to my surprise
On my knees I said
How long must I feel this trouble
On my knees I said
How long must I feel this pain
On my knees I said
How long must I feel this trouble
How long oh Lord please show me the way
I woke up this morning
Felt around for my shoes
My gal looked at me
She said is this what you choose
Just like God's children
Marching off to war
We got them walking blues
That's what we're marching for
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4. |
High Water
03:33
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I'm a-going to North Caroline
How on earth can I keep from cryin'
Met my brother under autumn leaves
Left him down in St. Louis
I'm a-going to North Carolina
Hop and skip I'm off to China
Left my home for the Rocky High
I met a River flowin' to the sky
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
Calling out to those I left behind
I tried to be good, I tried to be kind
All my truth was but a lie
Lay my body down to die
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
Take my dreams to the riverside
Let them roll to the ocean wide
Take my dreams to the riverside
Let them roll to the ocean wide
I'm a-going to North Caroline
How on earth can I keep from cryin'?
Left my home for the Rocky High
Dreamt anew you by my side
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
Woah-oh-oh I-I-I
Wash my dreams away
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5. |
Rock the Cradle
04:05
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What you gonna do when well runs dry
The river stops flowing
And there’s fire in the sky
What you gonna do with the baby?
What you gonna do with the baby?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will sing my song?
Who will rock the cradle when I'm gone?
What you gonna do when the dream’s a doubt
The oceans rise
And the gas runs out
What you gonna do with the baby?
What you gonna do with the baby?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will sing my song?
Who will rock the cradle when I'm gone?
What you gonna do roads all close
And the lights are down
Save a moonlight glow
What you gonna do with the baby?
What you gonna do with the baby?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will rock the cradle?
Who will sing my song?
Who will rock the cradle when I'm gone?
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6. |
Wildwood
04:12
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One day, when the shops all close
They'll be blood on the streets I know
I'm gonna turn my back, put the concrete behind
Into the hills I'll bide my time
In the wildwood
Open arms, open eyes
I ain't gonna place my hopes in a promise land
I will build my world with these two hands
I ain't gonna walk alone in the valley of death
I am reaching out with these two hands
In the wildwood
Open arms, open eyes
If I could go back I'd laugh and I'd cry
How quickly we run, how slowly we die
You're still fighting the battle, love versus hate
But you left your heart at the city gate
In the wildwood
Open arms, open eyes
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Crispy Watkins Fort Collins, Colorado
Roots music with an ecological devotion and a mystic heart.
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