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"Grapes Of Wrath"

"Grapes Of Wrath"


In 1927 Oklahoma blew away
And we started 'cross the country in a beat up Chevrolet
Our backs were to the sunrise and our feet were on the path
We're going out to the promised land and the Grapes of Wrath
They called us dirty rednecks and they called us filthy bums
Said we don't want ya'll in our town so why the Hell'd you come?
We ain't scared of anybody we're just running from the drought
And I'm damn proud I'm an Okie so you'd better watch your mouth
California you're a faker
California you're a lie
'Cause the rich keep getting richer
While the hungry children cry
One of these days
you're going to pay
For your mistakes
I spent all my younger days just followin' the sun
I met the only girl I ever loved when I was 21
And Ruby was the only good thing that I ever had
Oh Lord, I don't know how thing can turn out so bad
We moved out close to Bakersfield and tried to settle down
I got a job sharecroppin' for the richest man in town
If he'd a just left us alone we'd a lived a happy life
But he couldn't keep his eyes off of my wife
He slipped into my house one day when Ruby was alone
And by the time that I got back the damage had been done
And what I saw when I walked in just filled me full of hate
And she just laid there crying
Like her heart would break
I grabbed my gun and started out but Ruby begged me please
So I went in town and told the law but they just laughed at me
But thirteen sticks of dynamite that night made quite a sound
And brought a big fine mansion tumbling to the ground
California you're a faker
California you're a lie
Cause the rich keep getting richer
While the hungry children cry
One of these days
you're going to pay
For your mistakes
 
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"Great Big Bunches Of Love"

"Great Big Bunches Of Love"


We've got great big bunches of love
People what a feeling
It reaches clear up to the ceiling
And out through the roof
And that's the truth
And we've got 44 acres of sunshine
20 miles south of the county line
And people if that don't blow your mind
There's something wrong with you
Now I ain't even been down to macon
In nigh unto a year
In fact I ain't done much of nothin' at all
That can't be done right here
I guess you might say I've been keepin' myself
Pretty close to home
I want to live to my children all get grown
So I stay at home
Well we've got great big bunches of love
People what a feeling
It reaches clear up to the ceiling
And out through the roof
And that's the truth
And we've got 44 acres of sunshine
20 miles south of the county line
And people if that don't blow your mind
There's something wrong with you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I don't need no aggravation to clutter up my mind
I moved out of town 3 years ago
Just to leave that all behind
Well I spend my days soaking up the sun
My nights making love to you
Well it may sound simple but that's all I want to do
You know it's true
Well we've got great big bunches of love
People what a feeling
It reaches clear up to the ceiling
And out through the roof
And that's the truth
And we've got 44 acres of sunshine
20 miles south of the county line
And people if that don't blow your mind
There's something wrong with you
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
 
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"Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall"
(originally by Bob Dylan)

"Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall"
(originally by Bob Dylan)



Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you meet my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded in hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And what'll you do now my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and speak it and think it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it
And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singing
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
 
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"Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas"

"Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas"


Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on, our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
 
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"He's Not Here"

"He's Not Here"


Judas Iscariot, how did you feel
As you watched them take Him away?
And you Simon Peter, what did you think
When you betrayed Him at the break of day?
Did your heart break down inside
From the bitter tears you cried?
Did you think that all was lost
As He hung there on the cross?
Did you think He deceived you
Or did you believe the things
He told you just before He died?
Why'd you run and hide?
John the beloved, where was your heart
As you waited the lonely night through?
Were you afraid now that Jesus was gone
The Romans were coming for you?
Did you cringe in fear and shock
When you heard that fateful knock?
And the shout rang through the room
That He was not in the tomb?
As you ran to the grave
And you entered the cave
And found the stone had been rolled away
What did the angels say?
He's not here, He is risen
He is not among the dead
He has sealed Jehovah's covenant
He has crushed the serpent's head
He has conquered death
Hell and the grave
Now the old debt has been cleared
He's not here, He's not here
Brothers and sisters where will you be
When He makes His triumphant return?
He's calling to you, His salvation is free
Can't be bought confiscated or earned
Though your sins be scarlet red
Like the Holy Bible says
Come and stand beneath the flow
And be washed as white as snow
Then join in the chorus
Proclaiming the joyous
Praises to the King of Kings
Lift up your voice and sing
He's not here, He is risen
He is not among the dead
He has sealed Jehovah's covenant
He has crushed the serpent's head
He has conquered death
Hell and the grave
Now the old debt has been cleared
He's not here, He's not here
He's not here, He is risen
He is not among the dead
He has sealed Jehovah's covenant
He has crushed the serpents head
He has conquered death
Hell and the grave
Now the old debt has been cleared
He's not here, He's not here
He's not here, He's not here
 
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"Heart Of My Heart"

"Heart Of My Heart"


I was blinded by bright lights, lost in the darkness
And sin kept my life in a whirl
Lust, greed and money and sensual pleasures
Marked the boundaries of my narrow world
I was headed for Hell but as far as I fell
Your spirit still followed me down
Then when I hit the bottom and cried out for mercy
You picked me up off the ground
Heart of my heart, rock of my soul
You changed my life when You took control
Thou will be done, God's only Son
Faithful and true, faithful and true
Lord of all lords, King of all kings
Sweet sacrifice of praises we bring
Worthy is the Lamb, all that I am
I give to You
Satan kept telling me that it was too late
I'd committed the unpardonable sin
But I knew he was lyin' when I felt conviction
Tug on my heart strings again
I'm not proud of the past but I can't do a thing
To make up for the time that I've lost
Now my heart and my soul and what life I have left
I lay at the foot of Your Cross
Heart of my heart, rock of my soul
You changed my life when You took control
Your will be done, God's only Son
Faithful and true, Thou faithful and true
Lord of all lords, King of all kings
Sweet sacrifice of praises we bring
Worthy is the Lamb, all that I am
I give to You
I give to You
Heart of my hear
 
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"Heaven Can Be Anywhere (Twin Pines Theme)"

"Heaven Can Be Anywhere (Twin Pines Theme)"


Somewhere there's got to be
Someplace where you and me
Can get away from this noise and worry

Just you and me alone
There'd be no telephone
We'd never be in a hurry

Just a hill with some tall trees
Where a creek comes moving in line (or bubbling by)
Mingling with the green of the grass
And the blue of the sky

I'd never go away
We'd just spend everyday
Living out the dreams we've been saving

Anyone who'd see us
Sure would like to be us
Just for the memories we're making

But I guess that would be heaven
And I don't really care
Cause while we're dreamin, baby
You don't have to wonder, baby
Heaven can be anywhere
As long as you're there

But I guess that would be heaven
And I don't really care
Cause while we're dreamin, baby
You don't have to wonder, baby
Heaven can be anywhere
As long as you're there
 
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"High Lonesome"

"High Lonesome"


Just you and me and a little white pup
Sittin' here waiting for the sun to come up
To keep the chill away
Drinkin' our coffee at the first crack of dawn
Watchin' a doe while she nuzzles her fawn
It's my favorite time of the day

High Lonesome
God don't ever let this mountain change
High Lonesome
I hope you will always stay the same

Sometimes in the evening when everything's still
Sweet mountain music floats over the hill
On a laurel-scented breeze
Sometimes when nightbirds are scolding the mist
I think I might know where heaven is
It's just above the trees

High Lonesome
God don't ever let this mountain change
High Lonesome
I hope you will always stay the same

Watchin' my summertimes turnin' to falls
Seein' my son growing honest and tall
Keeps me satisfied
If I live forever or I die today
All I would ask is you just let me lay
Here on this mountainside

High Lonesome
God don't ever let this mountain change
High Lonesome
I hope you will always stay the same
 
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"High Speed Heroes"

"High Speed Heroes"


He never had much but he saved enough
To buy a souped up Chevrolet
For years he drove them little dirt tracks
Tryin' to make himself a name
Until one night down in Gainesville
When he finally found some fame
It took all he had but he took the flag
And a drive down victory lane
From Talladega, Alabama
He's the new man on the track
Lined up next to Sterling Marlin
Dale Jarrett's two cars back
And it's gentlemen start your engines
And the pace car pulls away
He may not out run his heroes
But he'll prove he's here to stay
[CHORUS:]
Legends of the asphalt
Men with nerves of steel
They'll give up everything they own
Just to stay behind the wheel
From a Thunderbird to a Chevrolet
Who wins nobody knows
They're runnin' hard for the checkered flag
They're high speed heroes
It's a pedal to the metal
Rev up and change the gears
And the sound of Sunday thunder
Is sweet music to his ears
There's a pileup on the back stretch
And the crowd begins to roar
And his mind goes back to other days
And the ones who came before
There's Richard, Dale, and Herbie,
Davey, Lee, and Cale
And in the second turn's the very place
Where old fireball hit the rail
Dale Earnhardt took the long ride
He didn't go alone
He just drove off into glory
And the angels took him home
[REPEAT CHORUS 2x]
 
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"Homesick"

"Homesick"


Guitars ring in the dead of night,
Sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man,
Native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick.
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home.
Where were you in '69,
Smokin' dope and drinkin' wine
Just an outlaw
Distant drums beats an old refrain,
Shakes your feet, pounds your brain
Like a buzzsaw.
In the darkness down the hall,
Black-light posters on the wall
Jimi Hendrix
Someone's lost in yesterday,
Hazy dreams of Monterey
And Woodstock, all right.
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, for home sweet home.
Guitars ring in the dead of night,
Sing so blue, sound so right
It makes you homesick
Listen close to the guitar man,
Native son of a foreign land
The boy's homesick
He's homesick, for days bygone
Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home.
The boy's homesick...
 
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