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Dancing Down The Stony Road (12.11.2002)
12.11.2002
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Well now come on easy rider
Give me something for my pain
Well now come on easy rider
Though I know you're not to blame.

The dogs are out to get me
And pull me down, again

Well now come on easy rider
Turn this screaming fire down low
Yeah come on easy rider
Pull this pain and let it go.

This time around don't think I can take it
This twisting pain I've come to know.
Easy rider, help me, Easy rider






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This is the story.
Oh this is the way.
Gospel of reason.
When the pain came to stay.
The life of a loser,
eho wins with a smile.
The sinners redemption,
in the tears of a child.

Me & Katie
we go dancing down the stony road.
See her laughing through the pain,
of such a heavy load.
Me & Katie
we go dancing down the stony road.

You're looking for sugar
to kill the grey.
You're looking for the laughter
to take the pain away.
God don't give nothing,
no you got to steal your own smile.
Learning to find it,
in the tears of a child

And me & Katie
we go dancing down the stony road.
See her laughing through the pain,
of such a heavy load

Me & Katie
we go dancing down the stony road.
Let's go dancing, let's go dancing,
dancing down that stony road.




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I been to the Mississippi Delta
It's just like Middlesbrough
Warmer
lot warmer
*****

Beat up soul, looking to find a smile
Ain't nobody here to give you the reason why
I need the wings of an Angel, need to find me a way to fly.

Come on and dance with me baby, dancing my blues away
Yeah dance with me baby, dance 'til my blues can't stay
Come on and dance with me baby, dancing my blues away.

There is something worth knowing, written behind those eyes
Well I've got tears by the truckload
Let's laugh 'til they all run dry
Let's steal the wings from those Angels
And kiss what we know goodbye -goodbye.

Come on and dance with me baby, dancing my blues away
Yeah dance with me baby, dance 'til my blues can't stay
Come on and dance with me baby
Dancing my blues away


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Catfish girl, makes it feel so fine
Catfish girl, always pulling on my line
When I see her smiling face, She get me every single time
Yeah she does.

Catfish girl, I miss you Lord I feel so blue
Oh my Catfish girl, Oh and every little thing that you do
Oh Catfish girl, I only want to be with you.

Oh Catfish come on now...
Aint' that the prettiest thing you ever did see.........


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No standing with these burning feet
I got to kill the fire, got to kill the heat
I see a road and a river, I gotta go
'Cos there's fire in my shoes, and you're moving too slow
For these burning feet.

I got to move, burning feet
Need a cool groove, burning feet
Burning feet, win or lose
Looking to kill the heat
Of those burning shoes.

One day they'll find me in pieces, by the side of the track
Smoke trail behind, flames from my back
This is what made me, Yeah how I was made
Forever in the heat, and never in the shade
Of these burning feet.

Burning feet, I got to move
Burning feet, need a cool groove
Burning feet, win or lose
Looking to kill the heat, of these burning shoes.






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Well I screamed at Mama, what's that stuff going on
Yeah I screamed at Mama, Where did that feeling come from
She said - son I don't know what it is,
But I know that's where you belong
Mama looked at me, she smiled me a sunny day
Yeah Mama looked at me, took all my fears away
She said -son now I know for sure,
What you gonna do one day.

It's a slow dance, dance of the rythym and blues
It's a slow dance, dance of the rythym and blues
Now I screamed at Mama, Mama tell me where did you go
Yeah I screamed for my Mama, Mama tells me what you come to know
I was born with this feeling, and it ain't going to let go.

It's a slow dance, dance of a rythym and blues
It's a slow dance, dance of a rythym and blues.


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Nashville sky, in the morning sun
Somewhere up north, a new life begun
He was drawn to the twister, with a Memphis sound
Kissed by an Angel, of a music town.

Jump a train from Chicago, trace it back
With the neck of a bottle, and the groove of the tracks
Spend your life running, that Angels sweet sound
Chasing the ghosts, of a faraway town.

Oh Mississippi, running through my veins
Oh Mississippi, never the same again.


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Nashville sky, in the morning sun
Somewhere up north, a new life begun
He was drawn to the twister, with a Memphis sound
Kissed by an Angel, of a music town.

Jump a train from Chicago, trace it back
With the neck of a bottle, and the groove of the tracks
Spend your life running, that Angels sweet sound
Chasing the ghosts, of a faraway town.

Oh Mississippi, running through my veins
Oh Mississippi, never the same again.


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Sometimes I get ...
.... so lonely

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All my friend packing up,
Loading up their Volvo's and their pick up trucks
Going down the road, to try their luck
So spin a dream, go heading for the city.
Roll that dice, say a prayer
Light a candle for me, when you get there
Win or lose, we're heading for the city.

Well I got a problem hear what I say
They're tellin me I got to move away
I was happy here, they tell me I can't stay
Now whats screaming rain is heading this way
For those who sleep and choose to stay
The game they didn't know, they had to play
So win or lose, we're heading for the city
So roll that dice, say a prayer
Light a candle for me, when you get there
Win or lose, we're heading for the city.



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I got something in my pocket that makes it hard for me to stay
When I lay down I can feel it, every night and every day
It's a dream I can't get hold of, it's a certain way to be
Lord knows I try to lose it, but it will not let me be.
Ride on, ride on

Is it something that I'm needing, is it something that I fear
Am I chasing or am I running? do I want it to be here?
So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight
Tell yourself it's worth the pain, 'till that something in your pocket
Ain't never felt again
Ride on, ride on, keep riding on.

Are you looking out, for what's missing inside
You can scream and shout, but you can never ever hide
So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight
Tell yourself it's worth the pain
To let something in your pocket
Ain't never felt again
Ride on, ride on, keep riding on.




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See me moving without warning
Fast as my legs can run
And I'm hanging by thin wire
Been that way since I was young
Only the good Lord got his reasons
For turning on his own son

And he beat up on me real bad
Bad as a dog can be
He took every smile that I had
And he threw it all back at me
Only the good Lord got his reasons
Make you cry until your eyes can't see
Well he burned down all that I had
And left me beat and blind
Oh he dealt me pain and sorrow
And every fear that he could find
When a good Lord talked to Jesus
Guess I ain't what he had in mind
Oh when the good Lord talked to Jesus
I guess I ain't what he had in mind


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I got a beat up piece of paper - It's a message from a king
He says - I got to get you out of here
He say - I got to let you in
'Cos I've been down the darkest road there is - I've seen the other side
I got a licence to go - Straight through your pain
Ain't no big deal - 'Cos I'm qualified - Yeah I'm qualified

Qualified in fear and pain - I'm qualified in lies and shame
I'm qualified with a broken heart
You knock me down - I get back up again
'Cos' I'm qualified

I'm qualified - To get your love
I'm qualified - To know what you're thinking of
I'm qualified - in broken dreams
I can save you from where you've been
'Cos I'm qualified

I'm qualified to make you smile
I'm qualified to save your pain
Qualified to give a real good time
Qualified to make your sun shine




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Strange room - In a cold cold city
I got to know this place so well
The lights are shining - Make it oh so pretty
In the church - of the buy and sell

I dreamt I was a young boy
My home fire is burning
I hear the ringing of the bells
Calling out - for the broken hearted
Who lost their souls in the wishing well

Lord help the sinners - Lord please hear what I say
Lord help the dying - Let their fears fall away
The key to the long lost door
In the darkest of days
Show us the guiding light - Let our fears fall away

Sun is rising - sun is rising - sun is rising
Let the good Lord show us the way




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Someday my peace will come
Oh I know my peace will come
I will sleep like a child without pain - without fear
Like a smile in the afternoon sun
Oh someday my peace will come

Lord can you hear me - Oh I know you know my name
It's written in the tears - That flow from my pain
Broken hearted broken soul
All my life on the run
But someday Yeah someday
My peace will come
Someday my peace will come


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Sombody told me - there's something better down that way
So don't try to hold me - 'Cos it's all I got to say
Is can't stay
I got to be moving - I got to be moving on
Yeah I got to moving - I got to be moving on

Next time you look around - you may find me gone
I've got to be moving - moving on

Free - nothing can hold me down
What you're loving - is what you found
So don't try to change it
Oh free - I've got to keep moving on
Where ever it takes me - where ever it goes

Somebody told me - there's something better down that way
So don't try to hold me - 'Cos it's all I got to say
Is can't stay
Got to be moving - got to be moving on
Got to be moving - got to be moving on
WHenever you see me - you'll know me by this song
Yeah I - I got to be moving on
Moving on


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I see the morning light - come screaming thru my room
I fel the devils eyes - and smell his cold perfume
THere is no mercy here - Ccould not be a darker day
But I ain't going down - I ain't going down this way

Oh I know your face - I've seen it a thousand times
In my darkest dream - I have witnessed every single crime
You think I'm joking - I'm wet with fear
But I've made up my mind today
I ain't going down
I ain't going down this way


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Changing times - changing rules
Make a wise man look a fool
Gone before no longer here
Look out for these signs of these changing rules
Better look out
You better look out
Look out for these changing times
Can't stop those changing times

Changing times cold hard rain
Everything's a changing
Nothing's gonna be the same
You'd better look out
'Cos you can't stop these changing times
Nothing going ever to be the same
You'd better look out
Look out for these changing times



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Time to get up - make a move
Put the brain in gear - cut the groove
Moving slow - with a smiling face
Never look like you want it - 'til it's right in your face
I'm the hustler - playing my favourite game
Yeah I'm the hustler - everybody knows my name

Well I can get all around you - while I think you stand still
The way you tell me you won't - Let's me know that you will
Last thing you tell them - is what you came here for
The're never going to find out - 'Til you way out the door
'Cos I'm the hustler - playing my favourite game
Yeah I'm the hustler - everybody knows my name

You got to love the work you do - how long it takes
Ain't important to you - Don't care what's in it
Loving every minute - every minute every hour
Every second of the day - little by little
I see it coming my way
I'm the hustler - playing my favourite game
Yeah I'm the hustler - everybody knows my name



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She shines her light where just before
There was only - cold wind blowing
She understands what makes me smile
And let's me know that - without showing
I need to tell her - need to show her
How deep it goes - Inside of me
She is the stone that breaks the hard shell
And rings out the loudest bell
With whispered words that scream out
All the peace in me

Give that girl a diamond - Yeah give that girl a diamond
And say it's from me
A blue reflected light - way past the darkest place
my only private night - of fearful dreams
She is the stone that stabs the my shield of steel
The peace that she makes me feel - with whispered words
I need to tell her - need to show her
How deep she goes - inside of me
Give that girl a diamond - give that girl a diamond
And say it's from me




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