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Wet & Unlucky
03:30
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Maybe I’m down
But I’m not out
Lord, can you hear me
As I cast about
I go to bed early
Don’t touch cigarettes
And I can’t remember
To drink to forget
Wet and unlucky
Bourbon, Kentucky
My hand’s a bad beat
A foregone defeat
Unlucky and wet
A dime store cassette
Of all the saddest songs
I heard a band
They were singing “Jolene”
Brother Mckay
Played the sad machine
I saw the light
And I offered a song
Dicky kept time
And they all played along
Wet and unlucky
Bourbon, Kentucky
My hand’s a bad beat
A foregone defeat
Unlucky and wet
A dime store cassette
Of all the saddest songs
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When what I love
Is falling away
How am I to know
How to behave
What is sane
And what is strong
How am I
To carry on
No one can
Take your place
But now I must
Live in grace
I will hold on
I will hold on
With love and a song
I will hold on
I’ve come to learn
You just can’t stay
The moon last night
Is gone today
In curious ways
You sing to me
Everywhere
Little harmonies
What a song
And what a light
That I will carry
The rest of my life
I will hold on
I will hold on
With love and a song
I will hold on
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We were young and in love
It was not meant to be
Mismatched from the get-go
I’m sure you’d agree
Oh darlin’, my dear
We’ve tried this before
Never again
Will I knock on your door
I know that there will never
Be a “you and me”
We are just too different
I think that’s plain to see
I’m a cold cup of coffee
You’re a fine chablis
I’m a YouTube series
And you’re prestige tv
We tried and we tried
We gave it our best
I was wet and unlucky
And you know the rest
And now we are older
So much is unspoken
You’re put together
And my heart is broken
I know that there will never
Be a “you and me”
We are just too different
I think that’s plain to see
I’m a cold cup of coffee
You’re a fine chablis
I’m a YouTube series
And you’re prestige tv
I’m a YouTube series
And you’re prestige tv
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All Dogs Go To Heaven
02:28
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My record crate’s a graveyard
I play them all night long
Every sleeve a tombstone
Every ghost a song
After your final exit
And the body burns away
Your voice will carry on
Your songs will always stay
If you can’t take it with you
And you can’t write your end
Let your songs ring out forever
Let everything ascend
All dogs go to heaven
There’s a place for everyone
And we’ve all got a story
Every mother’s son
in these stacks of vinyl
I’ve got everything I need
The words of David Berman
And the gospel of Lou Reed
If you can’t take it with you
And you can’t write your end
Let your songs ring out forever
Let everything ascend
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I was a mess
In love and undressed
I put a ring on your finger
And Lord knows the rest
Every day
We ran away
Like star-crossed lovers
In a high school play
Like two moths ever spiraling towards a light
We’re lovesick in a civil war on Saturday night
it was a test
In love and undressed
Drunk on our love
And Lord knows the rest
Went by so fast
What debt we amassed
I was the cooler
And our die was cast
Like two moths ever spiraling towards a light
We’re lovesick in a civil war on Saturday night
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Ellie Bean Strut
01:20
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Saturday night in your Sunday best
Running late, but impeccably dressed
A spark and a queen since seventeen
Love at first sight, it was "Goodnight, Irene"
I was stuck in a rut, a dirty ol' mutt
I felt like a dog, you saw anything but
You shot me a look, I was on the hook
I was a goner, my heart swiftly took
Now these smoldering memories are shadows on the ground
Harder for us to hold onto since you’re not around
Maybe you’re in heaven, looking from above
While I’m stuck here watching reruns of our love
We danced around every last town
If we could get up, then we would get down
Ever in tune, in step and we swooned
Like Bonnie and Clyde, like Johnny and June
I made you my wife, and we made a life
We saw trouble, struggle, and strife
But thanks to you, we would pull through
We wove a story we couldn’t undo
Now these smoldering memories are shadows on the ground
Harder for us to hold onto since you’re not around
Maybe you’re in heaven, looking from above
While I’m stuck here watching reruns of our love
While I’m stuck here watching reruns of our love
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Night t. 3 (Wonder)
02:07
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Once I went in search of wonder
You know what I found?
I uncovered a trove of blunder
And little joys abound
I strived to really know another
Every now and then
But the more I did uncover
Led me to myself again
I tried to understand my sorrow
Wedded to the night
Just remember that tomorrow
Brings the morning light
Once I went in search of wonder
You know what I found?
I uncovered a trove of blunder
And little joys abound
Searching for a destination
Where I would belong
A star in your constellation
Chorus in your song
If you’ve got some hope to borrow
to get me through the night
I’ll remember that tomorrow
Brings the morning light
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Since I took my first misstep
The night’s been there for me
Providing cover
Anonymity
I know, she loves me so
She lets me disappear
Forgiving and embracing me
Year after year after year
We’ll always stay beautiful
We’ll always have the night
We’ll always stay beautiful
We’ll always have the night
I’ve been wrong so many times
When it looked alright to me
I want to be good, do as I should
Sing with those Traveling Trees
And when I’m in her warm embrace
She asks that I remember
As lilies glow and spectres know
This wonder is forever
We’ll always stay beautiful
We’ll always have the night
You’ll always be beautiful
We’ll always have tonight
We’ll always stay beautiful
We’ll always have the night
You’ll always be beautiful
We’ll always have tonight
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