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Trick
03:18
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What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
I don’t wanna be through with you
When the morning comes
When the morning comes
*****
Thought you were a one-trick pony
When I brought you home
We fucked and talked and fucked and talked
And the talkin’ was just as fun
The talkin’ was just as fun
*****
What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
I don’t wanna be through with you
When the morning comes
When the morning comes
*****
I want to fix you breakfast
I want to fix you lunch
Could you be the man for me
I got me a hunch
I got me a hunch
*****
When you wake beside me
How‘s it gonna play
Will you run and say we’re done
Or honey man, will you stay?
(Oh, honey man, please stay)
*****
What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
What am I gonna do with you
When the morning comes
What am I gonna do with you
I don’t wanna be through with you
I want to come home to you
When the day is done
When each day is done
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2. |
Baggage
02:59
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Well I don’t want to be like your big brother was
When he’d scare the shit out of you
Comin’ home drunk and mean, and you’d hide from the scene
Or his words would beat you black and blue
*****
And I don’t want to be like your mama was
Pretendin’ that nothing was wrong
She couldn’t be bothered to defend her own child
It’s left you so scarred for so long.
*****
I remember that night in back of the bar
When you laced your fingers through mine
I knew, though I’m just as wayward and hard
I would love you, for all of time.
*****
And I don’t want to do what your daddy did
Sayin’ “Faggot, you’re no son o’ mine”
When I saw all that hurt from your own fami - ly
I lay my head down and cried.
*****
You’re no longer their slave, please come out of your cave
And rest, safe in my arms
I’m a hard-livin’ man, no better than them
But I vow I’ll do you no harm.
*****
Well you know that I drink, and I fuck, and I smoke
But you hold my heart in the sweetest of yokes
And it will always be thine….
And I vow, through my faults and through your scars
I will love you, for all of time
I will love you, for all of time.
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3. |
Hibernate
02:45
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There’s snow in the forecast
There’s a chill in the air
But I’ve got me a nice warm man-cave
Right over there
I’ve seen your eyes a-scopin’ me
‘Cause I’ve been cruising you too
And this old Bear wants to hibernate with you.
*****
I’ve got food in the pantry
Beer in the Fridigdaire
A big warm fireplace, big warm bed
And I got honey to spare
You can fight that snow and ice all night
But I know something better to do
And this old Bear wants to hibernate with you.
*****
I’m no pretty boy of the party kind
I’m big and furry and gruff sometimes
But when I get to doin’ what I do do well
You’ll feel it on your Richter scale
*****
We’ll growl beneath the covers
Until Spring has sprung
You can hang me for a horndog
But I will be well –
*****
I’ve got some mileage
On this old cage
But there’s certain kinds of skills you’ll find
In a man of a certain age
So pack your picnic basket full
We’ll see this winter through
And this old Bear wants to hibernate with you.
Yeah, this old Bear wants to hibernate with you.
Yeah, this Bear’s heart has got plenty of room for two.
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4. |
Long Down the Road
03:33
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I cried as I watched you in the rear-view mirror
Crying as I drove a – way
Hardest thing I ever had to do
Was leaving you that day
When love goes bad it won’t get good
Try as though you may
Let the road take me a – way
*****
Every fight ended up in bed
So bed was a reason to fight
But you can’t live forever in cold-shoulder days
No matter how hot the nights
Your demons I could never exorcise
My troubles you couldn’t put right
Was a road with no end in sight.
*****
Long down the road
Maybe we will see
We can never be
Sometimes love you have to set free
Hurt like hell but I believed
It was best for you and me
Long down the road.
*****
You know two wrongs don’t make a right
They just double the pain
Can’t lift you up if I’m sinking down
‘Cause nothing would re – main
*****
We still live in this same old town
We may meet again
You can tell me how you’ve turned your life around
I’ll have the same refrain
We’ll smile about the fights and the hot hot nights
And part as loving friends
As our road winds to its end.
*****
Long down the road
We’ll have come to see
We could never be
Best thing to do was set us both free
Painful tears bring wisdom’s joy
Sturdy as an old oak tree
Long down the road
Long down the road.
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5. |
Freight Service Only
02:54
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The old station signal
Hangs its rusty head
Telegraph wires tremble in the cold
Where the limiteds once waited for conductor’s “all aboard”
Bound for far-off places schedules told.
They rolled out through the wheat fields and the deserts and the hills
Streamline silver gleaming shore to shore
Now there’s broken boarded windows, and rails grown up in weeds
And the train doesn’t stop here any more.
*****
We were two misfit lost boys
In a prairie town
Saw our truth there in each others’ eyes
Hands exploring in the backseat, whispered passion in dark rooms
Lonesome called out lonesome from the lies
He caught the Midnight Special seeking fortune far away
Told me he’d return with joy in store
But letters bring no answer, long distance doesn’t ring
And the train doesn’t stop here any more.
*****
The pioneers and cowboys rode, and gamblers on the run
Movie stars and heroes of the war
The "City of New Orleans," "Texas Eagle," "Southern Belle"
Are just torn schedules on a dusty floor
*****
Oh, I hear the big freights moaning as they rumble through the night
Bound for the horizon and beyond
While I walk these empty backroads, see my face in empty stores
I stand still while they go rolling on
They vanish in the distance like the dream of a good love
Like the dreams of how two lives could soar
Should I try to climb aboard them, should I lay me down beneath
The trains that don’t stop here any more
I don’t know if I can live here any more
I don’t know if I can live any more.
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6. |
All The Old Hymns
04:40
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Give me a song from a hard-workin’ man
That a workin’ man’s hands have played
Labor of love from a laborer’s heart
With the pride that he takes in his trade.
Farmer and cowboy in love with the land
Battlefield soldier, making your stand
Teacher and builder and factory hand
Won’t you bring me the songs you have made.
*****
Radio play me those old gold refrains
That bring my good memories home
Coffee-cold morning and hot afternoon
And on ‘til our five o’clock’s come.
Hear the wind blow, see the fire and the rain
Walk Folsom Prison and down Penny Lane
We shall be released and we’ll ride the peace train
To where our dreams always roam.
*****
So fly, all my hard-workin’ days
When we get home tonight, our songs we will raise
With my love by my side and my friends and my kin
We’ll be singin’ all the old hymns.
*****
Do you think Jesus sang as He worked with the twelve
By the side of that old dusty road?
Temple and court and the Galilee shore
With music to help bear the load.
Heal with a touch or a word or a smile
And I know you can heal with a song
Did He promise them as He was taken above,
“I will sing for you when you’re not strong.”
*****
Come home at twilight, sit down with the crew
Trade stories and laughter and pain
Start up the bonfire, pass round the brews
Reckon out our lives’ sunshine and rain.
Stars and guitars and the harmonies tune
Kiss the babies to sleep 'neath a lullaby moon
Singing we gather the strength in our souls
For that new morning comin’ up soon.
*****
So fly, all my hard-workin’ days
When we get home tonight, our songs we will raise
With my love by my side and my friends and my kin
We’ll be singin’ all the old hymns.
Singin’ all the old hymns
We’ll be singin’ all the old hymns.
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Coyote vs. Acme Durham, North Carolina
Born 1959, Washington, D.C.; raised in Suburbia (Maryland, then Omaha, NE). Kent State U. in Ohio for Architecture, w/
minor in Partying. Moved to North Carolina spring 1982; been here ever since, majoring in Total Fanboy of Local Music.
Also married my husbear Robin, May 2005.
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