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Over Time
06:35
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I grabbed my shovel and my hat / I spent the day in the sun / Planting trees out in the back, think of how big they’ll become / Seasons will come and seasons will go, the leaves will change their colours / Over time they’ll get big and strong, then hide the sun away / And they’ll grow, they’ll grow, they’ll grow, as I’m still here / They’re beautiful to me / Look at the man that I’ve become, I’ve got a beautiful wife / We spend our days out in the back, singing songs in the shade / I write her a line and she hums it back / They all sound just right to me / There’s more to come, there’s more to say, I’ve got different chords to play / And I strum my banjo as my wife, she taps her toes to the beat / Time goes by and it goes by fast when you’re with the ones that you love / We’ve got three boys, they’re grown men now. They’ve moved out of the house / I drew their height up onto the wall, they carved their names in the trees / All I’m left with is pictures now and those great memories / And they’ll grow, they’ll grow, they’ll grow, as I’m still here / They’re beautiful to me/ Old man, old man, won’t you take life by the hand and guide it your way / Old man, old man, won’t you live life while you can, it’s a beautiful thing / I’ve worked my time; my time is now. I have left work for good / I spend my time at home with my wife just enjoying her presence / We’ve tons of songs we love to sing; they all sound just right to me / Now every time that she sings a line she almost drives me to tears / And I strum my old banjo, as my wife she taps her toes to the beat / I wrote a new chapter in my book of life, just at the crack of dawn / This beautiful girl came into my life, she had eyes like no other / I held her gently in my arms; she slept tight as could be / I kissed her head handed her back, she was one of many granddaughters / And they’ll grow, they’ll grow, they’ll grow, as I’m still here / They’re beautiful to me.
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Them Boys
04:20
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Well ever since I was young, I had my head in the clouds all day / Singing melodies that made me smile. They kept my smilling each and every day/ Well them boys are tryin’ to bring me down, tryin’ to knock my off of my cloud / But damn that would hurt / At that point in my life, I was sick and tired of being hurt all the time / By hurtful words that went straight to my heart / You wouldn’t know it but they tore me apart / So I built one grand wall around my heart so that after all / Them boys wouldn’t hurt me now / With a little bit more time, I ended up with a new group of friends / They’d bring me out, they’d get me high / Before I knew it some time had gone by / And I changed my ways. I slowly became that way / I was just one of them boys / I met a gorgeous girl / She had a smile that would just rock my world / She wrote me melodies that stuck in my head / With time I’d like to sing those instead / Well you know that grand wall / Well surely it came to a fall when she kissed me / Near the end of July / The sun was shining, it was a hot summer’s day / We both just laid inside / She turned to me and with her soft voice she did say / That she loved me, but I could not return the words / She said “that’s okay, I’ll give you time to think straight” / Well you know that grand wall / Well surely it came to a fall when she kissed me / Well them boys are tryin’ to bring me down, tryin’ to knock my off of my cloud / But damn that would hurt.
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Goodbye Old Friend
03:13
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Goodbye old friend / It saddens me to see your time is coming to an end / We’ve had good times over the years / But soon you’ll be gone and I’ll be alone out here / Good morning old friend / It seems like you’re struggling to get back up on your feet again / Your bones are growing old / You’re getting weaker and weaker as each day it goes by / Goodbye old friend, we had good times / But in the end we won’t make it out alive.
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East Coast
04:18
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If I died tonight and went up to Heaven / Could I look back on my life and see good times spent with the girl that I love / Could I tell myself I lived life to it’s fullest / Did I make my children proud to call me their dad / Did I see the world and all of it’s beauty / Did I travel the land / Did I swim in the ocean / Did I catch a big fish /Did I spend a night in a tent, in the forest / Did I make my children proud, working in that nickel mine / Baby let’s go, let’s see the east coast / It ain’t that far, Let’s hit the open road / I’ll buy a used car, drive it out far until it dies / And when our wallets become bone dry / We’ll hitch hike our way back to Sudbury / And we’ll live our lives.
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You've Got Me
04:58
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Little girl, sittin’ down by the river / She shines of innocence / So lovely, so pure / Now in her mind, there’s not a hint of deviance / She follows the ways of God / She plays with mud, she’s daddy’s little rascal / Not a care in her mind, not a fear in her heart / She live the perfect life, with a heart filled with happiness / But she’s still young, things can change / Broken girl, with the heart of an angel / She sheds a tear, for the life that she’s led / Had shaken her down to the ground / While fighting to get off of the ground / I held out my hand to help her up / She gripped it tight / I held out my arm / She pulled me close, And I gripped her tight / From that moment on, Lord I knew that she would be alright / When you look down deep in her eyes / Boy does it catch you by surprise / What you feel in your heart / Baby you’ve got me now / Gorgeous girl with that pretty little smile / She’s got a story that’ll break your heart / But maybe if you’d listen for a while / You’d hear what she had to say and you could take her pain away / Would you hold her tight so she could cry and tell you memories / About her life and how she’d been through so much / And later would you sit and write melodies / About how you want to spend your life, putting that smile on her face / And when you sing that song you just wrote / Do the words get caught in your throat / Boy do you feel it in your heart?
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A Better Man
05:34
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Mother I thought love was for the good men / Then how did I find love in young Albert’s heart / Father I thought love would take me higher / Not make me send young Albert to the sky above / Mother I have fallen in love with Frankie / But I can see she’s got pain hidden deep inside her eyes / Father I have given up on whiskey / See Frankie she makes me wanna be a better man / There’s things in life from which you can’t recover / And I’ve got scars deep inside I’ve been holding back / There’s things in life that I wish not too remember / But the look on his face is one I’ll cease to forget / Frankie I’ll be here for you to rely on / I’ll be the one who holds you tightly when there’s tears in your eyes / I wanna build a house out in the country / Miss Frankie wont you take my hand and be my bride / I met a man who makes me truly wonder / Did I ever really know the true meaning of love / There’s things in life that I’ve yet to discover / But I want to spend my life with this man that I love / Mother you have raised me to be a good man / And that’s why I will always treat Frankie with respect / Father I think you’ll be proud of your grown son / See Frankie she makes me wanna be a better man.
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Cigarette Sally
05:19
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Well, meet Cigarette Sally she’s the angel of death / She’s the attraction of many, many boys / She leaves her sent on their breath / Constantly on their minds / She sends shivers down your spine / And she’s broken my heart too many times / She’s a God-awful girl / She’s been in my life, since the day I was born / I don’t see a reason why she should be adored / She’s got death in her eyes / And to no surprise / She’s drivin’ me to tears too many times / Got more than she deserved / And I want her gone / I want her out of my life / I want her gone / Why won’t she just butt out / Meet Cigarette Sally, she‘s exactly your type / She’ll stay with you for a lifetime / But you’ll be under her might / Now I want you to choose, between me and this girl / What have you got you lose / Other than me and your life.
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Unnamed
03:53
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Water flows through my hometown / Words flow off the tip of my tongue / I’ve wrote songs about what it’s like to love / I’ve wrote songs about where I’ve come from / I remember a time back when I was young / I rode my bike, back behind the park / I strayed off the path, looking for adventure / Found a pond it was one like no other / And I kicked off my shoes, left my socks inside / And I walked towards the water / And I could feel the mud between my toes / For one reason or another / I was livin’ young, was livin‘ fast / I was getting scratched and bruised but the pain won’t last / I was falling off of my bike / And I’d have to fix the chain / Getting home every night late / To get the same old speech / Since that time I’ve been swimming in the lakes / And putting a smile right upon my face / I spent the year with my girl and my good friends / Making memories that’ll last until the end / We took a ride up around the bend / Walked through the path in the pouring rain / We didn’t care because it made for one good laugh / Changed into our suits in the middle of the path / And we kicked off our shoes, left our socks inside / Then they jumped into the water / And I fell four feet off the rocks / And cut open my feet.
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Eric Clancy Greater Sudbury, Ontario
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