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Anza Borrego
04:10
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Think I’ll go and visit an old friend out in Joshua Tree
He could play a harp, better than you or me
Played every juke joint you’d ever see
This time next year, he’ll be gone
Life is dear you’ve been warned, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
Motor bike just roared on by
If I was younger I’d steal his ride
Now all the car alarms sing in time
This time next year he’ll be gone
Life is dear you’ve been warned, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
Get an old boat, catch it full of fish
Scored it off a friend I couldn’t fix
Like a little grey bird fallen from the nest
Gravity takes its toll on the very best
Life is dear you’ve been warned, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
They say the grass is greener on the other side
But I’ve been to Del Web, and I’ve seen that ride
Retirement homes lived with lonely lives
This time next year he’ll be gone
Life is dear you’ve been warned, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
This time next year you’ll be born, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
Life is dear you’ve been born, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
Life is dear you’ve been warned, Anza Borrego’s getting warm
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2. |
California Marine
03:25
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In Twenty Nine Palms doing twenty eight things wrong
Emmy Lou, Gram Parsons on the Juke Box
When the barkeep she said “son where are you from?”
She just smiled when I said “California”
Shoulda hopped me a train out of Tehachapi
But I got high in Northern California
When the sheriff said “son, where are you from?”
And I just lied, spent the night in County
I was born in New Orleans, a Camp Pendleton Marine
And my heart, she bleeds for California
If I walk through these fields in this golden state I feel
That my heart belongs to California
My seargent said, three degrees and he’ll be dead
As I squeezed off a round to my target
As the casings hit the ground a bullet makes no sound
It ain’t heaven, it’s California
With the sun goin’ down, rising from the ground
Them beautiful freedom towers
On that 9-11th day, seems like yesterday
I won’t forget California
I was born in New Orleans, a Camp Pendleton Marine
And my heart, she bleeds California
As I walk through these fields in this golden state I feel
That my heart belongs to California
I might die in the middle east, brought down to my feet
But my heart, she bleeds California
Yeah my heart, she bleeds California
Yeah my heart belongs to California
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3. |
The Canyon Song
03:42
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Can you feel , spring’s round the corner
It’s only a cloud away
Pack your dreams, follow your feelin’
Nothin’ stands in your way
I’m so excited, when can we move along?
Take me up north, I’m so excited, Los Angeles oh, L.A.
Malibu, Topanga Canyon, my thoughts of yesterday
Can’t you see, I’m so excited, nothin’ gets in our way…
Why can’t they move along?
So much traffic, why can’t they just move on?
Can’t you see I’m all excited, nothin’ is in my way
Take me north to the Canyon, and malibu’s on the way
Can’t you see I’m so excited, nothin’ gets in my way
Take me north, L.A. River, a beautiful sunny day
Malibu, Topanga Canyon, thoughts of yesterday
Take me north, I’m so excited
Nothin’ gets in our way.
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4. |
Date With A View
04:14
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Like the hour, you’re running late
Left me blowin’ in the wind
This is a race where we both can win
All I have to do is wait
Airport lights are turnin’ blue
Let the ice cool with the gin
Every smile has a photograph
Every blossom has a bloom
Every song on a phonograph
has a tune
Airport lights are turnin’ blue
Let the ice cool with the gin
Railroad crossin’ closin’ gates
Last train rollin’ in
Flippin’ cigarettes off the balcony
This killin’ time’s got the best of me
This old car needs a coat of paint
You haven’t heard my last complaint
Airport lights are turnin’ blue
Let the ice cool with the gin
Cleared my thoughts in your empty glass
Pour another when you walk in…
Airport lights are burnin’ blue
I’ve got a date with a view
Airport lights are burnin’ blue
I’ve got a date with a view
Airport lights are burnin’ blue
I’ve got a date with a view….
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Flowers
03:02
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Come this season, come this fall
Heart of steal, still seems to get broke
Left me lyin’ by the side of the road
I got a heart of steal, and it still seems to be broke
Come this winter, maybe I’ll get froze
Left me lyin’ by the side of the road
Come this winter maybe I’ll unfold
Just like a flower, I’m about to explode
Left me dyin’ by the side of the road.
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Horses
03:01
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All alone the grey horse races, deep into the night
All alone in the evening, the lonely heart does cry
We gotta ride these horses
Or divide divorces
We’re gonna ride these horses
Or divide divorces
All alone, burn a candle, the music all your own
Silently calling out for true love, she picks up her phone
We gotta ride these horses
Or divide divorces
We’re gonna ride these horses
Or divide divorces
ride these horses
Or divide divorces
We’re gonna ride these horses
Or divide divorces
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7. |
If I Could
02:27
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One day if I could, chop wood, in a forest made of paper mache’, I would
Look at you and cry, to know that I could not save the sky above
your love from fallin,’
deep within my world…
One day if I could, I’d call you on the phone, you’d never be alone,
And I’d cry inside my head
the tears would float my bed
In a river toward your love…
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8. |
It Ain't Love
02:54
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She walks towards me like a hot Chevrolet,
I got a pocket full of horses on a blind date
It ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
it ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
I got a head full of steam rolling down a track
I got a hot caboose crawlin’ up my back
It ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
it ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
He changes more freeways than he changes his mind,
this high octane is just warping time
And getting’ pulled over by the CHP
I got no registration, ‘have you got I.D.? ‘About what?!
Back doin’ 80 on 405
I’ve got a head full of bees buzzin’ through my mind
It ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
it ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
She walks toward me like a hot Chevrolet
I got a pocket full of horses on a blind date
And getting’ pulled over by the CHP
I got no registration, ‘have you got I.D.?’ About what?!
It ain’t love, it’s a pick up truck
it ain’t love it’s a pick up truck
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Rebel Few
04:00
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He built a bike out of long steel chain,
mystery chain steal my heart,
Indian Larry was his name,
The Question Mark was the key to his heart,
He was a rebel, he was a rebel, he was a rebel, few
Number 3 in an old black car,
Leadin’ the way at Nascar
Old school in a cowboy hat
I can see him smile, when I hear him laugh
He was a rebel, he was a rebel, he was a rebel, few
And when I’m with you, I'll be smiling
You’re everything I know
And in the end when I'm crying
With everything you’ve shown
He fought a war in a B-26
Purple Hearts, Silver Star
He bought a Ford and three little kids
Built him a house in the hills of the stars
He was a rebel, he was a rebel, he was a rebel too…
Life is a cold wind, rippin’ down an alley at dawn, cuttin’ dogs in half
Life is a cold wind, rippin’ down an alley at dawn, cuttin’ dogs in half
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10. |
River Of Whiskey
03:02
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It’s gonna take a river, a river of whiskey
To lose this heartache I’ve found
It’s gonna take a river a river of whiskey
To drown this heartache I’ve found
It might take some sunshine or maybe a rainbow, to turn this damn train around
Saw you standin’ there at the depot
You were walkin’ my feet never touched the ground
From the moment I saw you in a crowd of people
Aint’ it funny girl, how you hang around
It’s gonna take a river, a river of whiskey
To drown just what I’ve found
It might take some sunshine and maybe a rainbow, to turn this damn train around
I sought you on your cell phone, were you not listening?
Off in the distance, could you hear me cry?
I saw you waving, out of your window
That’s when my tears hit the ground
It might take some sunshine and maybe a rainbow, to turn this damn train around
It might take some sunshine and maybe a rainbow, to turn this damn train around
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11. |
Rust To Chrome
03:45
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You could be a diamond highway, I’m broken glass
Shining off the side of your shoulder, come to pass
We could race on a path in the desert, under moonlit skies
We could be wild mustangs, with bloodshot eyes
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
You could be a Spanish galleon, I’m Salton Sea
Following the glow of your lantern, out of boundary
We could sail around in circles, no compass path
Shooting stars from the heavens, from Orion’s past
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
Standing in the doorway, daybreak all around
Never saw you comin’, never heard a sound
You could be a drum in the distance, I’m listening
Setting miles to the rhythms, counting lightening
I thought I saw your smile, reflected in the chrome
Just another mile, until I make it home
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
From here to home, rust to chrome
I’m comin’ back
I’m comin’ back, I’m comin’ back
Rust to chrome, here to home….
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Paul Kamanski Music San Diego, California
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