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Brother Ely
03:28
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As a boy they told him he would surely die.
He looked up to the heavens and not a tear was in his eye.
Laying on his death bed they all gathered round.
Cause there was no grave that could hold his body down.
Oh Brother Ely sang with praise.
He sang himself right into the grave.
He drove into town in an old black Cadillac.
Until he saves your soul he’s never going back.
He played his songs in the center of town.
And he praised the Lord and he drove their evils out.
Oh Brother Ely sang with praise.
He sang himself right into the grave.
They came to the chapel from the old Kentucky hills.
From working in the coal mines and the giant lumber mills.
He sang like an angel and the sweat poured from his brow.
Until he sang so hard that the Devil brought him down.
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Travelin' Chair
03:23
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Pueblo's Burning
04:09
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Across the choked horizon the smokestacks rise
The heat shimmers upward distorting my eyes
Dust devils race each other creeping towards me slow
Thin veils of smoke fill the flatlands below
Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning
Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning
Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning
Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning, Pueblo’s burning
The edge of town swallows the prairie
The building drives the big machine
It says everything about us and what we really need
Edge city is growing like we’ve never seen.
New temples spring up overnight
Asphalt lakes flood the scrubland
Roads roll out connecting town to town
Traffic feeds our existence that creates the smoggy clouds
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Last Man on the Mountain
05:00
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Hey Jim
03:55
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Hey Jim where are you going
Hey Jim where have you been
Sitting alone out in the desert
With your piles of junk and all your sins
Watching the brake lights fade into the distance
As the alcohol dances on your tongue
Listen to the trucks start their downshifting
Under the stars all alone
Hey Jim where are you going
Hey Jim where have you been
Hiding under you faded awning
Staying clear of the mid day sun
Another day amongst the scattered rustin cars
And piles of who knows what
Not caring of the worlds trials and tribulations
Talking to no one but your mutt
Hey Jim where are you going
Hey Jim where have you been
Your trailer sits above the Arkansas
By a long slow rolling bend
The river turned and heading east
You watch it swirl and flow away
You think about the past and all the good times
And what could have been your yesterday
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