Music
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01:10
The Wassail Song (feat. Lauren Lucille)
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02:23
Up on the Housetop (feat. Lauren Lucille)
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01:30
Jingle Bells (feat. Lauren Lucille)
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02:00
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
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02:46
Feliz Navidad!
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04:06
Jolly Old Saint Nicholas
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04:38
Little Drummer Gal
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03:06
Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
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03:03
Frosty the Snowman
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00:42
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
Downstairs, beneath stocking hats and slippers, away from the winter winds that whipped outside, Daddy and Baby Monkey were filling their bellies with the days first round of hot cocoa. When they were finished, Baby Monkey grinned a big …
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04:35
Riches to Rags (Live)
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04:24
I Know, I Know (Live)
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03:38
Ungodly Creatures (Live)
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05:49
Getaway Sally (Live)
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04:10
Time Ain't a Good Friend (Live)
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04:38
On the Double (Live)
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04:16
My Last Dollar (Live)
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03:43
Don't Bogart That Joint (Live)
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07:37
River Song (Live)
Ben Zinn - guitar, pedal steel, dojo
Seth Ondracek - bass
Nick Semrad - piano
Matt Arbeiter - drums
Produced by Jeremy Garrett and Matt Cox
Recorded live at The Waiting Room Lounge in Omaha, NE in the Spring of 2009.
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03:14
Lyrics
18 Wheels
18 WHEELS
I drive eighteen wheels
And momma don’t shine my shoes x2
My chains are rusty
I’ve been carrying bad news
Coming down from the mountain
I got thirty-seven miles of grade x2
I’m downshifting low gears
Hauling these blues away
Eighteen wheels
Don’t shine my shoes x2
My chains are rusty
I’ve been carrying bad news
My brakes keep breaking
And my headlamp’s got a blown fuse x2
My starter won’t start
And I got a broke-down engine too
(Chorus)
(c) 2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:38
Lyrics
Rockwell
ROCKWELL
I fell into that old rock-well
I fell so fast that nobody could tell
But you could tell by the circles
And tell by the smell
I fell into that old rock-well
I was born with a curious mind
Went looking for any trouble I could find
Now I’m out here trying to keep between the lines
And leave all the pain and worries behind
(chorus)
Cocaine Katie she’s a small town girl
They say that when she was born
She had the devil’s curls
Lost her looks the day she pawned her pearls
Ain’t a thing that can save her
In this God-almighty world
(chorus)
There’s a plague spreading all across this land
It’ll steal your woman, it’ll rob your man
Ain’t no really telling where it all began
Some say it started with your Uncle Sam
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:45
Lyrics
High Places
HIGH PLACES
I got friends in high places
It don’t matter where I’ve been
Every time I see that rocky skyline
I know I’ve got a real good friend
I feel much better high above sea level
Where the air’s so clean and thin
Yeah, I got friends in high places
And I know they’ll take me in
I rolled out to Denver, Colorado
To see an old pal of mine
We spent the weekend high up in the mountains
And Lord, she was mighty kind
But, I couldn’t stay long no, I had to get goin’
I was Arizona bound
She begged me to come with me
And I could not turn her down
It was shortly before nightfall
We were looking for a place to camp
When the Beaver County Sheriff passed me by
And I must have had a bum tail lamp
He whipped his car ‘round
And I got the shake down
There on the side of that road
We were twenty miles from Zion
When he told me what I owed
He said, I’ll let you keep your license son
It might just be your lucky day
But, before I let you go you know
There’s just one thing that I’ve got to say
I don't like friends like yours ‘round here
And I don’t care for the hair down over your ears
Then he shook my hand
And said, I hope you understand
Then stole my Mary Jane
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:35
Lyrics
Go Get Rich
GO GET RICH
Go get Rich
Get him on the line
Tell him I’m calling
And I keep on trying
Go Get Rich
Tell him I’m falling
He don’t know my name
But, he’s the friend of a friend of mine
He can take your water
And make a strawberry wine
He can make a young man
Go and lose his mind
Some get lucky
Some die trying
And you got to make some money, honey
If you want to walk that line
(chorus)
If I had a dollar for every single time
That I wish I had a dollar for a new double-wide
I park it in the country
And stay home at night
Then me and my baby
Wouldn’t come home and fuss’n fight
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:48
Lyrics
Medicine Man
MEDICINE MAN
The Cold War weather’s
Got you feeling all alone
You say your blood’s thicker than water
But you’re frozen to the bone
Have a little more
From the Medicine Man x2
Go downstairs and put a record on
And leave it all behind
Lose yourself now in the song
And let the melody ease your mind
(chorus)
Time is all you have boy
Don’t waste it all away
Everybody’s just trying to make it
Through another day
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:56
Lyrics
Pepper Pickin' Daddy
PEPPER PICKIN’ DADDY
I’m a pepper pickin’ Daddy
Hot salsa in my veins x2
I’m a pepper pickin’ Daddy
I can’t feel no pain
I called up my baby and said darling please come home
Yeah, I’ve been picking peppers and I’m all alone
Tell your boss your sick and give your dog a bone
I’ve gotta warn you baby
I’m spicy to the touch x2
When I’ve been picking peppers I start burning up
I like them spicy habaneros
But, Jalepenos will do
Red hot chili peppers
And Che Guevara blues
Bells and bananas
I like them sweet ones too
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:41
Lyrics
Palace of the Sun
PALACE OF THE SUN
Billy came down from Houston
With a suitcase and a gun
Across the Rio Grande
No one really knew what he done
He was the father of five children
But, they say that his first born son
Took a bullet in Afghanistan
On the day he turned twenty-one
Goodbye Rosie
Rosie goodbye I’ve gotta run
Boys around the table
Are pulling out big guns
Via con dios
I’ll meet you at the Palace Of The Sun
On a beach near Playa Del Carmen
There sat Rosie one afternoon
She had skin like Spanish leather
And her hair smelled like sweet perfume
In a dirty-lit cantina they called
The Palace Of The Sun
They drank mezcal margaritas
And Coconuts full of rum
(chorus)
But, he couldn’t escape the memories
Of the life he’d left behind
And they say that a deep depression
Swallowed up poor Billy’s mind
They found him on a Sunday
Just before the evening tide
With a bottle in his left hand
And a letter in his right
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:20
Lyrics
Granite Angels
GRANITE ANGELS
I’ve got this old Marine Band harmonica
It’s still got Grandpa’s sweet pipe tobacco smell
And it’s getting a little rough around the edges
But, it still plays pretty well
We’re going out where cool waters
Don’t taste like mercury and lead
I’m tired of this old dirty river
and this old rock bed
I count my lucky stars
Every night and day
For the rarest birds
They always seem to fly away
And it makes my blood run as cold
As granite angels
I used to go to church on Sundays
But, now they all just hurt like Hell
I don’t think I’d ever make it up in Heaven
Maybe time will tell
I used to think that the longer the life
It was only the slower the death
Now, I wish there was some place in the middle
Where we could keep on dreaming
(chorus)
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:20
Lyrics
Big Shot Racket
BIG SHOT RACKET
Hey there Mr. Big Shot
Can we make a deal?
Teach me how to sell records
Tell me how to feel
He said it’s one step forward and two steps back
Life’s a losing battle it’s a matter of fact
Hey there pretty momma
Does your hair hang low?
Tell me who do you love?
What does your garden grow?
She said it’s one step forward and two steps back
Life’s a shiny penny on a railroad track
Good morning Blues
Tell me how do you do?
It seems just like yesterday
That I last saw you
It’s one step forward and two steps back
With a cocaine habit and a bottle of jack
Hey there Mr. Big Shot
How does it feel?
Can we make a gold record?
Come on let’s make a deal
He said it’s one step forward and two steps back
It’s just a big racket it’s a matter of fact
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:23
Lyrics
Donald
DONALD
Hey tweety bird
With your fake blonde haircut
Why don’t you just go home?
Stop tweeting on your cell phone
Show a little backbone
And act like you’ve been there before
You may think you’re making
America great again
With that smug look on your face
But I’ve gotta break it to ya
We can all see right through ya
Donald you’re a total disgrace
Hey money bags
With your fake blonde haircut
Why don't you just go home?
Go take a nap in a tanning bed
We’ll forget what you said
And pretend it never happened at all
Because we’ve all been hacked by alternative facts
And I’m afraid that there’s been a mistake
Won’t you please pack your bags
So we can all relax
Donald you’re a total disgrace
Hey shit talker
With your fake blonde haircut
Why don’t you just go home?
Stop spreading your ignorant political agendas
And trying to offend everyone
You said if you got elected
We’d be better protected
But, it doesn’t really feel like the case
You couldn’t save a soul with a fifty-foot pole
Donald your a total disgrace
Hey pussy grabber
With your fake blonde haircut
Why don’t you just go home?
You can’t take the heat
So get your ass out of the kitchen
And leave all our women alone
You can’t be a representative and be so insensitive
To issues like gender and race
You may be our president
But, we all think it’s evident
Donald you’re a total disgrace
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:02
Lyrics
Drama Queen (Bonus Track)
DRAMA QUEEN
When I first met you
You were just a baby
And your momma raised you
That first year on her own
And though it seemed
The whole town knew her story
I’d never met a woman so alone
Well, my Grandpa told me
After my last car wreck
He said son there must be a reason
You ain’t dead
But, to tell you the truth
Before I met you girl
I’m not sure I ever believed
A word that he said
They say that everything here happens for a reason
But, I don’t care if it don’t mean a thing
You’ll always be your Daddy’s little princess
And you’ll always be my little drama queen
Well, they say that it’s insane
How quick you grow up
And that one day
We’ll wake up and you’ll be gone
Someday you might go
Looking for some answers
And I hope you find
That we never did you no wrong
‘Cause sweetheart I’m sure glad I met your momma
And I don’t regret giving her that diamond ring
You’ll always be your Daddy’s little princess
And you’ll always be my little drama queen
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:01
Lyrics
Heart on My Sleeve (Bonus Track)
HEART ON MY SLEEVE
With my heart on my sleeve
And a hole in my chest
I’ve traveled alone
And I’ve run with the best
While the whole world she bleeds
I’ve turned to go west
With my heart on my sleeve
It put a hole in my chest
Some lovers they leave ya
And some we lay to rest
Some will lie and deceive ya
Though you’d never guess
That all that glitters ain’t really gold
And some silver won’t shine
And diamonds get scattered
Over sands of time
Now that I’ve found out
What it takes to become a man
I know that deep down honey
Our love it didn't have a chance
We should know better than to say that it’s forever
When God laughs at all of our plans
With my heart on my sleeve
And a hole in my chest
I've traveled alone
And I've run with the best
Now the whole world she bleeds
Like the sun in the west
With my heart on my sleeve
It put a hole in my chest
(c)2018
Matt Cox/ASCAP
Colin Duckworth - electric and steel guitars, mandolin
Eric Elworth - upright bass, vocals, accordion, rhodes, organ
Jarron Wayne Storm, III - drums and percussion, vocals
Dan McCarthy - piano
Gino Meyer - charango
Produced by Jeremy Garrett and Matt Cox
Recorded at Hidden Tracks Studio, Omaha, NE
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02:45
Lyrics
The Charcoal Grill Song
I've been hard to reach lately
I've been really out of touch
I've been missing you mama
I've been drinking too much
For the longer the winter time
The more I wish that you were here
And the days seem to get a little shorter
More and more every year
Well, time is what you make of it
And routine is the enemy of time
We do the same thing every day
While it all goes flying by
Oh, mama, how it all goes flying by...
I wish that I could hold you
And tell you just how I feel
I'd let you know I'm doing pretty good
I guess this time it's for real
If we could go for one last picnic
Or maybe just have one more meal
I'd burn us some kosher hot-dogs
On top of an old charcoal grill
But you flew just like an eagle
And you fought just like a dog
With the wings of an angel
And the heart of a song
Well, time is what you make of it
And routine is the enemy of time
We do the same thing every day
While it all goes flying by
Oh, mama, how it all goes flying by...
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:21
Lyrics
Half Empty
Times are harder than ever before
You pay 'em one bill and they send you ten more
If you're a good man
I guess you understand
I've got these blues , I got 'em so damn bad
It seems like the luck I've had has all been bad
If you're a good man
I guess you understand
I tell ya one thing if troubles was gold
I'd have more money than my pockets got holes
If you're a good man
I guess you understand
I got to the store and I can't afford no bread
The tanks half empty and I ain't got no cigarettes
If you're a good man
I guess you understand
Lord tell me, Lord tell me why
So many good people have to lay down and die
If you're a good man
I guess you understand
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:57
Lyrics
Nighttime Drifter
I'm driftin' and driftin'
Lordy, I'm fadin' fast (x2)
I keep drinking my fool-head off
Trying to forget my past
I'm a nighttime drifter
I can't stand no day (x2)
I feel my best around midnight
In the morning I'm on my way
Tell me, tell me
You no I can't stand no lie (x2)
Are you gonna be my sugar babe
Are you gonna pass me by
I'm driftin' and driftin'
Lordy, I'm fadin' fast (x2)
I keep drinking my fool-head off
Trying to forget my past
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03:08
Lyrics
Drama Queen
When I first met you
You were just a baby
And your mama raised you
That first year on her own
And though it seemed
The whole town knew her story
I had never met a woman so alone
My grandpa told me
After my last carwreck
He said, "Son there must be a reason you ain't dead"
But to tell you the truth
Before I met you girl
I'm not sure I ever believed
A word that he said
They say that everything here happens for a reason
But I don't care if it don't mean a thing
You'll always be your daddy's little princess
And you'll always be my little drama queen
They say that it's insane
How quick you grow up
And one day we'll wake up and you'll be gone
And someday you might go
Looking for some answers
Well, I hope that you find
We never did you wrong
Sweetheart I'm sure glad I met your mama
And I don't regret giving her that diamond ring
You'll always be your daddy's little princess
And you'll always be my little drama queen
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:02
Little Lucy
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03:19
Lyrics
Trouble All over the World
Trouble all over this world
Every town, every country
Every boy, every girl
I see trouble all over this world
I'm seeing trouble all over this world
Every town, every country
Every boy, every girl
Six white horses following me
Have come to take me
Back home to Galilee
I hear six white horses following me
They've come to take me
Back home to Galilee
Please, no mister, don't you bury me
You can take my ashes
To the deep blue sea
Please, no mister, don't you bury me
You can take my ashes
Scatter them in a dirty sea
Trouble all over this world
Every town, every country
Every boy, every girl
I see trouble all over this world
I'm seeing trouble all ove this world
Every town, every country
Every boy, every girl
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:41
Lyrics
A Good Woman's Love
I was a rover
By land, or by sea
Until a good woman's love
Mad a new man out of me
Life had no meaning
It was so incomplete
until a good woman's love
Put me back on my feet
Instead of roaming
I go home in the evening
And she's waiting there
And I know, no matter what happens
She'll always care
When the night falls
And the moon shines above
I'm a man with a dream
And a good woman's love
(c) 2016
CY Coben/Delmore Music
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03:41
Lyrics
Jumpin' River Blues
You're sweet like a river
Hot like a desert sun (x2)
You said that you loved me
Child you're not the only one
Goin' down to the river
Lord, I'm gonna jump right in (x2)
When I get down to the river
Gonna see if all my troubles can swim
I'm low like the devil
I'm high like an old oak tree (x2)
If you try to get closer
You'll just get farther from me
Sometimes I wonder
If the good Lord will save my soul (x2)
The sky up above me
Is blacker than a chunk of coal
I love my good gal
You know I love my whiskey rye (x2)
Never treat me low-down
Love me till I'm satisfied
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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05:28
Lyrics
Happy Home
I hear the thunder rolling across the mountains
And it chills me to my bones
The sound takes me back to my dear daddy
And the words that he said when I first left home
And the words that he said when I first left home
He said, "Life can get a little rocky sometimes"
"You may find yourself lost and all alone"
"But remember this, my son, as long as I'm here
"You will always have a happy home"
"You will always have a happy home"
But, I've always had a mind for rambling
Ever since I was a little kid
When my head starts to wandering and I want to go traveling
To all the little places that I haven't been
To all the little places that I haven't been
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:41
Lyrics
Our Great Escape
Moments are flying
Like a jet airplane
I can see them coming
Then they're gone again
Town by town and day to day
We're saving for our great escape
Peaches and honey
Don't taste the same
With a dirty spoon
Without a pretty name
Bullshit and money still got the same ring
If you shine it like a diamond
Or flush it down the drain
We gotta go
We can't stay
There's gonna be a time
There'll be a day
When we gotta go
I know it's hard to say
Just saving for our great escape
Some lack the courage
For to take the blame
They roll the dice like
It's a Milton Bradley game
While the high Sierra's are going up in flames
And the world we've made is a crying shame
We gotta go
We can't stay
There's gonna be a time
There'll be a day
When we gotta go
I know it's hard to say
Just saving for our great escape
Our great escape
Our great escape
Our great escape
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP
Colin Duckworth - guitar, mandolin, pedal steel
Vern Fergesen - accordion, piano
Josh Dunwoody - upright bass
Produced by Jeremy Garrett and Matt Cox
Recorded at Hidden Tracks Studio, Omaha, NE
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05:02
Lyrics
Country Rose
I was born in Hamburg
Winter 1981
My Grandpa was a preacher
I am a son of his son
I never knew the other side
They died before I could shoot the gun
Just a young boy, wild and free to chase the wind
I wish I was back in them ol' woods again
Where the trees touch the heavens
Where the river took me in
Take me home
Oh, my Country Rose
Where I can play
Where nobody goes
Lay me down, honey-o
In a cottonwood grove
Where I can sleep
Where nobody knows
I was raised in a small town
And I'll die in one too
I ain't ever seen a city that had a sky as blue
And I want to see the stars a-shining
From my back porch in town
Take me home
Oh, my Country Rose
Where I can play
Where nobody goes
Lay me down, honey-o
In a cottonwood grove
Where I can sleep
Where nobody knows
Things are changing so fast
Wherever I go
From the sidewalks to the buildings
From my head to my toes
Sometimes I wish I never got that itch to roam
Take me home
Oh, my Country Rose
Where I can play
Where nobody goes
Lay me down, honey-o
In a cottonwood grove
Where I can sleep
Where nobody knows
Nobody knows
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:13
Lyrics
Gavin's Point Dam
It was early in the springtime
When the snow thawed
In the high peaks of Montana
And they rushed to release the water
That was threatening to tear down
Gavin's Point Dam
They evacuated the flood plains
And sandbagged all the highways
And prayed they'd hold
But you can't defend against nature
And some old levees just can't do
As they're told
Now that black muddy river's
Rolling South like a runaway freight
And they say come Hell or high-water
This old heartland
Ain't ever gonna look the same
There ain't no rhyme or reason
You can't hang a big tag upon the answer
While young folks of the future
Have to work and fight
For their Social Security
And the forest once full of trees
And all the mountains, and the birds, and the bees
They've all got cancer
And the leaders we depend on
Turn around and point their fingers
At you and me
I can't predict the weather
But Lordy I sure feel a change
God bless my weary soul
I'm just a poor boy
I can't change a God damn thing
Now it's September
And that river's turned the farmland into sand
I always will remember
The story I saw and the picture
The one I recall from
Gavin's Point Dam
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:42
Lyrics
Gainesville Girl
I caught my first glimpse in a Benson bar
Didn't make since, look how we've come so far
But every time it seems like we're getting close
You run and act like you've just seen a ghost
They say less is more baby, more or less
Well, I'm a simple man
Honey, I confess
Like a new born tugging at your breast
Will steal the heartache right out from your chest
Timber! The sky is falling down
And the stars are swimming
Looks like they're gonna drown
Well, these kind of tears
They can flood the whole world
And they all fall from the heart
Of a Gainesville girl
They all fall from the heart
Of a Gainesville girl
Hush now darlin', don't shed a word
And nevermind what you may have heard
I want to take a drive and let the tank run dry
Until there ain't another tear in your eye
Timber! The sky is falling down
And the stars are swimming
Looks like they're gonna drown
Well, these kind of tears
They can flood the whole world
And they all fall from the heart
Of a Gainesville girl
They all fall from the heart
Of a Gainesville girl
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:23
Lyrics
Summer Peaches
Gutters are overflowing
Skies are wet with rain
Fields are muddy, but the crops are happy
How could anyone complain?
How could anyone complain?
Kids they're all puddle jumpers
And the birds get a real fine bath
Garden's growing quicker than the Mississippi River
Big river, rising fast
Big river, rising fast
Oh-wee baby, I love your summer peaches
Lord, I got a feeling like they're ain't nothing sweeter
I don't really mind if the sun don't shine, or
If the rain keeps pouring on down
It don't matter to me honey
If there ain't a nickel to my name
I ain't gonna do work today baby
I ain't gonna do a darn thing
I ain't gonna do a darn thing
Oh-wee baby, I love your summer peaches
Lord, I got a feeling like they're ain't nothing sweeter
I don't really mind if the sun don't shine, or
If the rain keeps pouring on down
Some people like it better
When it's really hot and dry
But my baby she don't mind if it's cloudy
She's the apple of my eye
She's the apple of my eye
Oh-wee baby, I love your summer peaches
Lord, I got a feeling like they're ain't nothin' sweeter
I don't really mind if the sun don't shine, or
If the rain keeps pouring on down
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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01:34
Lyrics
Nishnabotna
Instrumental
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:37
Lyrics
Montegomery County Blues
I know it's been a long time
And I've been down on my luck
And I've been working
Trying to make a buck
But tonight we're together
I want to stay out late
I want to shake it up
Gravel in my blood
Tornado in my head
Snake in the cellar
Mosquito in my bed
Blue Dog is in the meadow
And the wild geese
Are in the shed
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I can see your face a-shining
As the daylight turns to dusk
Well, the river is still turning
But now the sunset looks like rust
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:07
Lyrics
Two Weeks Notice
I don't wanna go to work
I don't wanna scrub no floor
I don't wanna sweat in no kitchen
No, not from ten to four
Don't ya give me no orders
I ain't cookin' no more
This ol-darn day job
It's getting mighty old
Now don't you tell me winter's coming
I can feel the air getting cold
It makes me feel like sleeping
And not doing what I'm told
They say that money won't buy you love
It won't buy you forgiveness from the powers above
It's a sad situation
Some can't find enough
And some haven't got one penny
When push comes to shove
I'm pouring out my whiskey
I'm throwing out my cigs
I'm tired of this living
And the whole darn gig
I don't want no guarantees
I don't wan to make it big
I want to unpack my suitcase
And settle in from the ride
With my little lady and a new place to hide
It's smaller than your kitchen
And it's whole-world wide
I just want you to know
I want you to understand
I got love for you woman
As strong as any man's
And when we grow old
And if the good Lord does allow
We'll smile and remember
How we are now
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:57
Lyrics
Whippoorwill
Baby's in the kitchen cooking
Breeze is humming through the blinds
Sun's coming up, there's a cloud in the sky
And I got a little something I want to get off my mind
So many people get lonesome when they hear the whippoorwill's cry
And sometime I'm so lonesome I just want to fly
Well, little whippoorwill you know you're a friend of mine
Trouble down in the Gulf Coast
And trouble in the Middle-East
Tell me honey, what's it say for you and me?
All the blood in the sand
And oil in the deep blue sea
I want to walk down by the river and cast my little line
Where the fish are jumping in the evening light
And by the time the sun goes down
They'll all be mine
Summertime in Nebraska
Don't it make it feel alright?
Thunderstorms, sweet corn,
The fourth of July
And we make the most -
Because the winter is always on time
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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05:09
Lyrics
Last Call Lovers
There's a tabby sleeping
On a cut-out box by the door
In a lonely tavern
The band plays their final chord
"Hey, bartender"
"Do you think I could get another pour?"
It's a losing battle
You run and hide behind bars
It's been a long time
Still I wonder where you are
Your love was the sun
And now it's just a falling star
I've been chuckin' beer bottles, honey
I've been cursing the moon
For it's last call for lovers
Down at the Broken Heart Saloon
It's last call for lovers, and baby
It's my last call for you
Now I toss and turn
And I walk this floor
Staring out the window
Hoping you'll walk through the door
Deep in my heart I know
That I could have done more
I've been chuckin' beer bottles, honey
I've been cursing the moon
For it's last call for lovers
Down at the Broken Heart Saloon
It's last call for lovers, and baby
It's my last call for you
I remember the good old days
And darling we've had 'em all
But now that you're gone
I'm wishing I'd have called
I don't know why I still hang these pictures on the wall
I've been chuckin' beer bottles, honey
I've been cursing the moon
For it's last call for lovers
Down at the Broken Heart Saloon
It's last call for lovers, and baby
It's my last call for you
It's last call for lovers, and baby
It's my last call for you
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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02:19
Lyrics
Hard to Find
Hit heavy on the drum
Listen closely to the hum
Until Heaven, I'm on the run
Your temptation is like a gun
I've been taking my sweet time
Ain't ever making up my mind
True religion is hard to find
I used to see, but now I'm blind
So, come along and take a ride
You know I need you by my side
There's a battle we all must fight
From the devil, you cannot hide
Hit heavy on the drum
Listen closely to the hum
Until Heaven, I'm on the run
Your temptation is like a gun
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:58
Lyrics
Cherokee
The killed the coyote in the blink of an eye
Now he don't run, and he don't fly
They left his bones for the desert to dry
Still deep in the night you can hear his cry
Singing, who'll set it straight and send the Indians home
Who will un-pave the roads where the buffalo roamed
Would you march to see that your true colors were shown
If you hadn't got no place to call your own
Well, it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
And I'm your native son
And so is he
Just one little lesson
For your children to teach
And it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
Would you curse the day and say they did you wrong
If you couldn't hear the beating of the drum
Or remember the words to your Daddy's song
And it's sure as you're born, boy as soon as you're gone
Well, it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
And I'm your native son
And so is he
Just one little lesson
For your children to teach
And it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
Have you ever heard the sound of a grown mans cry
To the sound of a hundred politicians lies
Their empty promises buried in the sand
You wonder just how long they'll keep us from our land
And now it's five generations of reservations and chains
For the sake of progress and the sake of change
But that coyote he still runs in me
And that coyote sings it's hard luck Cherokee
Well, it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
And I'm your native son
And so is he
Just one little lesson
For your children to teach
And it's hard luck
It's hard luck Cherokee
(c) 2014
Matt Cox/ASCAP
Steve Byam - pedal steel, dobro, electric guitar
Vern Fergesen - vocals, bass, organ, piano on "Last Call Lovers"
Colin Duckworth - electric guitar
Walker Gerard - drums
Bret Vovk - piano on "Gainesville Girl"
Justin Kephart - mandolin on "Two Weeks Notice"
Produced by Jeremy Garrett and Matt Cox
Recorded at Hidden Tracks Studio, Omaha, NE
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03:47
Gone
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04:12
No Bigger Crime
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02:37
Hole In Your Heart
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04:16
Power Of Thought
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02:48
Ogallala Aquifer
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03:01
Windmills Not Oilspills
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03:31
Pine Creek Crossing
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02:54
Whippoorwill
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02:50
Song Of Desolation
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04:37
Knocked Out
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03:21
Sideways Lightning Blues
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03:08
This Land Is Your Land
Recorded at the Build Our Energy Barn, York, NE
Pipeline fighters on this album include:
Brad Hoshaw, Southpaw Bluegrass Band, Gerardo Meza, The Bottle Tops, McCarthy Trenching, Dr. John Walker, The Toasted Ponies, Matt Cox, David Boye, Dirty Talker, Jack Hotel, Jim Pipher, and Michael Semrad
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04:45
Lyrics
Let's Take It Home
I've been out of touch lately
This old scene's getting so tired
But tonight you're the only one for me, baby
And honey, if you don't mind
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, honey I'm ready
I'm for for you now, baby
Let's take it on home
We got ice cream in the cooler
Hard liquor up on the shelf
I know I should get some rest
But tonight I'm drinking to your health
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, honey I'm ready
I'm for for you now, baby
Let's take it on home
I can see it's getting late now
I can see you're watching the clock
I know when I had too much, baby
But sometimes it's hard to stop
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, honey I'm ready
I'm for for you now, baby
Let's take it on home
I can't stay here any longer
It's getting hard to breathe
I'm feeling a little uneasy
Getting weak down in my knees
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, honey I'm ready
I'm for for you now, baby
Let's take it on home
So, put your last dollar in the jukebox
And settle up at the bar
Sorry, ain't no kind of answer
Baby, some day we'll have it all
Oh, I'm ready
Oh, honey I'm ready
I'm for for you now, baby
Let's take it on home
Take it on home
Take it on home
Take it on home
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:16
Lyrics
Three Rounds Down
I woke up early one morning
Nowhere to go for to hang around
I was stuck down in County
For what the deputies found
In the truck of my car
Lying dead was my Lenore
And underneath of the passenger seat
Was my loaded .44
They said, Son,
Where'd you get the gun?
Why'd you shoot her?
Why'd you run?
For this you know you will surely hang
And your rambling days are done
I said, Sir,
Well, I just heard
She'd been seen with another guy
In the bathroom of the bar last night
They say he was a friend of mine
But I didn't shoot when I saw her
I gave her a chance to lie
I didn't pull that trigger
Until she looked me in the eyes
And I went
Round, round, round
It only took three rounds
To take her
Down, down, down
And I shot that woman down
Round, round, round
It only took three rounds
To take her
Down, down, down
And I shot that woman down
But the judge said
Now boy, she didn't need to die
We all deserve a second chance
She was only twenty-five
But I know she'll be missed
She was the sweetest girl around
And I couldn't dump her poor body
That's why I'm back in town
For I hope you'll have mercy on me
I've confessed for all of my sins
If you kindly look the other way
You won't see me again
And I went
Round, round, round
It only took three rounds
To take her
Down, down, down
And I shot that woman down
Round, round, round
It only took three rounds
To take her
Down, down, down
And I shot that woman down
But I can see her when I'm sleeping
Lord, she won't let me live it down
I can still hear her calling out my name
From six feet in the ground
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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06:01
Lyrics
July Sun
I heard you bought the farm in Nashville
Well, I hope you found what you were looking for
Though I may often still think about you
I know you just don't need me anymore
But as sure as the July sun will shine upon us
As sure as the burdens that we all bare
It's hard to keep a steady hand rolling
When you won't let go of the dice
I hope that your new love treats you nice and proper
I hope he's filthy rich, and tall, and strong
I'm sure he has plenty more to offer
Than hand-me-down boots and worn out songs
But as sure as the July sun will shine upon us
As sure as the burdens that we all share
It may be just around the next corner
But there's always another way of getting there
I must admit, I too found another
And I'm much better off than I've ever been
I don't want these words to sound bitter
For I'm glad that we both found happiness
As sure as the July sun will shine upon us
As sure as the burdens that we all bare
It's hard to keep a good thing going
And it's just as hard to say goodbye
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:43
Lyrics
Ungodly Creatures
I've seen Ungodly Creatures
Starve and kill their fellow man
For the color of their skin
For the religion they believe in
But I was raised to fear Jesus
And respect my government
Obey every command
You'll get sent up
Straight to heaven
But if I could have my own opinion
I'd shout it from the highest mountain
You can believe what you want to believe in
I just don't trust some superstitions
I don't need to find salvation
No, I found my own, Lord
In the valleys and the canyons
In the fields and the shores
There's a beauty that's all around us
You don't really gotta look too hard
It's in the changing of the weather
It's in your very own backyard
Some places can get a little ugly
But I ain't gonna discriminate
Because, we should all help one another
And make the Earth a better place
We'll give her a brand new name
And the attention that she deserves
And we'll all become one family
Brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:04
Lyrics
Hey, Pretty Mamma
Hey there pretty mama
Tell me what do you know?
I'm standing here right next to you
And I'm feeling so alone
The winter's cold and slick honey
And summer's thick as thieves
And sometimes our love is angry
And sometimes it weaves
But there ain't nowhere to hide
When all your troubles are inside
And darling your my girl
And you know that I'm your guy
But, if we had the time
Maggie would you call for me?
When it's dark as night
Tell me what do you see?
Are we running out of chances to go on?
You can wrestle through your memories
And wrestle through the weeds
Take your share of chances
And do your share of deeds
But that monkey on your back
It ain't cutting you no slack
And it's hared to tell your future
When you don't know where your at
If we had the time
Maggie would you call for me?
When it's dark as night
Tell me what do you see?
Are we running out of chances to go on?
I can't think of any other place I'd rather be
I've seen better days and this might be the last I see
So kick off your shoes honey
And relax your little feet
I'll see you in the morning
It's been a long hard week
(c) 2100
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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06:15
Lyrics
Down To the Station
Everything is changing just for the season
Faded colors and brief are the days
In the morning I must be leaving
And the time we shared will soon fade away
Take me down to the station
Hurry put me on a train
This old town has got me feeling low down
And it looks like we've seen this one before
If I might not make it home tonight
Baby please don't you lock that door
I may be gone just for the weekend
I know I never have the words to say
But if you can give me just one good reason
I know somewhere baby I've got a mind to stay
Take me down to the station
Hurry put me on a train
This old town has got me feeling low down
And it looks like we've seen this one before
If I might not make it home tonight
Baby please don't you lock that door
There's no simple explanation
For why we all do the things we all do
But there's no need for speculation
I know your heart is pure and true
Take me down to the station
Hurry put me on a train
This old town has got me feeling low down
And it looks like we've seen this one before
If I might not make it home tonight
Baby please don't you lock that door
Don't lock me out
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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03:30
Lyrics
Last Kiss With Paulita
Down in Lincoln County
Back in 1883
They got William Bonney
For murder in the worst degree
Some say he was a hero
Just a vigilante man
Hotter than a pistol
Mean as a crocodile
Until he met sweet Pualita
Who nearly killed him with her smile
Before there was a verdict
He only had one request
Un beso mas de Paulita
There gonna hang me in the morning
Un beso mas de Paulita
The sun's coming fast
Billy spoke to the judge
He said what's gonna be my fine?
Fifty long years, or will you take my young life?
Then the judges gavel fell
And a chill crawled up his spine
Un beso mas de Paulita
There gonna hang me in the morning
Un beso mas de Paulita
The sun's coming fast
They finally got his number
And they're gonna make him pay for what he did
And so goes the legend of Pat Garrett and the Kid
He'll make a fine example
A man ain't nothing but a man
Then on that fateful morning when they go to hang the Kid
Billy jumped the shotgun
And Billy hit the skids
Some say he's still riding
Still looking for that kiss
Un beso mas de Paulita
There gonna hang me in the morning
Un beso mas de Paulita
The sun's coming fast
Un beso mas de Paulita
Un beso mas de Paulita
Give me one last kiss from Paulita
Lord, the sun's coming up fast
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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06:01
Lyrics
Waiting On the Rain
I've travelled most of this country
Through cities and towns
And everywhere I've found
People putting other people down
When I packed up my guitar
And headed south down for Austin
I didn't know just where I was going
Or how long I'd be gone
But something hit me that day
I knew I was right where I belonged
When I heard that radio playing
One of your favorite songs
It takes a certain kind of lover
It takes a certain kind of friend
To always be there for each other
To have a helping hand to lend
They're gonna keep on changing
The rules of the game
And I'm tired of just sitting here
Waiting on the rain
I kept mostly to myself
And studied my trade
I tried to make some sense of
The bad choices I've made
From street corners to the big show
They try to take it all away
But don't pretend to be what you ain't
And understand what I say
They're gonna keep on changing
The rules of the game
Now I'm just sitting here singing
Waiting on the rain
If you take to drinking
You better steady your aim
Be careful of what you do
And don't shit on your name
If you're feeling like leaving
Go on and walk out the door
Just remember if you slip
And you come back for more
That a whole lot of lovin'
Is just a big waste of time
If I can't be in your dreams
And you can't live with mine
They're gonna keep on changing
The rules of the game
But I'll just keep on singing
Waiting on the rain
Yeah, I'll just be here singing
Waiting on the rain
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:33
Lyrics
Riches To Rags
Well, I've heard a million reasons, and most of them are true
That this hand that I'm gambling ain't gonna do
While you were taking your slow drag
You went from riches to rags
And you let yourself go
Let it get a hold on you
I don't understand baby
Why everything you do
Feels so good
And so cruel
You always take the high road
And look down with a frown
You wish you were more involved
But you can't get your feet on the ground
Well, everything changes
No, nothing stays the same
It's everyday reconstruction
For everyone you've blamed
I don't understand baby
Why everything you do
Feels so good
And so cruel
Well, I've heard a million reasons, and most of them are true
That this hand that I'm gambling ain't gonna do
(c) 2011
Matt Cox/ASCAP
Ben Zinn - electric guitar, pedal steel
Seth Ondracek - bass
Nick Semrad - keys
Andrew Tyler - drums
Produced by Charlie Johnson and Matt Cox
Recorded at Fuse Recording, Lincoln, NE
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04:14
Lyrics
Christmas Time At Pine Ridge
Well, it's Christmastime at Pine Ridge
The Black Hills are white with snow
And I'm living in this old trailer
With no blanket to throw
No blanket to throw
My darlin' she wrote a letter
Care of ol' St. Nick
Saying, My brother don't believe in you
But I know you exist
I know you exist
Well, it's Christmastime at Pine Ridge
And the sky is dark and grey
There's lights on some of the buildings
But ain't nothin's changed
Ain't nothin's changed
I wish I had me a cadillac
Painted candy-apple red
And if I had me a stallion
I'd ride off this old rez
I'd ride off this old rez
Well, it's Christmastime at Pine Ridge
The Black Hills are white with snow
And I'm living in this old trailer
With no penny to throw
No penny to throw
(c) 2009
Matt Cox/ASCAP
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04:02
Tangles, Knots, And Cords
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04:08
What A Time Of Year
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03:18
Christmas Eve, Oh Christmas Eve
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04:29
It's In The Song
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03:52
Winter Song
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03:12
Noche De Paz (Silent Night)
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03:39
One Through Seven (I love Christmas, I love Heaven)
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04:29
Christmas Song
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03:04
Blood Like Rubies
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01:53
Merry Christmas From Outer Space
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02:15
1959
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04:34
Around And Around
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03:08
Christmas Lights
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04:43
Snow Angels
Matt Cox, Cass 50 & The Family Gram, Brad Thomson, Brad Hoshaw, Filter Kings, All Young Girls Are Machine Guns, Mariachi San Juan, Noah's Ark Was A Spaceship, Platte River Rain, Dustin Clayton, Kyle Harvey, Josh Dunwoody, Vago, Korey, Anderson, Son of 76 & The Hundred Miles
Produced by Jim Homan and Larry Dunn
Recorded live at The Waiting Room Lounge, Omaha, NE - September 19th, 2010
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04:08
My Last Dollar
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03:22
On the Double
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06:12
Around the Bend
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03:24
Hey Bird
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03:39
Don't Feel Like Coming Down
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03:14
Time Ain't a Good Friend
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03:27
I Know, I Know
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04:52
December Moon
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05:39
River Song
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03:09
Goin' Home
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03:40
Dead End Driver
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03:35
Stories
Kat Smith - vocals
Josh Krohn - fiddle
Kirk "Skinny" Webb - mandolin
Seth Ondracek - bass
Ben Zinn - electric guitar, dojo
Nick Semrad - piano
Matt Arbeiter - drums
Produced by Kirk Webb and Matt Cox
Recorded at Prairie Wind Studios, Griswold, IA
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04:38
Lost Hobo Blues
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04:44
Talkin' Religion (Before the Devil Knows I'm Dead)
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00:54
El Camino
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03:37
On Down The Line
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05:50
Soldier's Call
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04:52
Crooked Road
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03:51
No Harm Again
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06:03
Getaway Sally
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03:25
Judgement Day Blues
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04:59
Kindred Spirits
Kirk "Skinny" Webb - mandolin, hand claps
Josh Krohn - fiddle
Beth Radlow - vocals
Produced by Kirk Webb and Matt Cox
Recorded at Prairie Wind Studios, Griswold, IA
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05:39
Wide Roads & Narrow Minds
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04:54
Watch Her Go
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07:51
The Minstrel's Lament
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07:14
Havin' These Dreams
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05:30
4519 Midtown
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03:48
Flood Plain Blues
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06:18
Getaway Sally
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07:42
#8
Recorded live at Mick's Music & Bar, Omaha, NE, and by Kirk Webb at Prairie Wind Studios, Griswold, IA