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Virginia Man
03:53
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Virginia Man
So many here
Don’t even know how the world goes
Don’t even know that it’s round as pie
They itch for riches
They pound for pounding
An eye for and I and I and I and I
We come from far away
We come from up the road
Say Duke I am your father
This is the motherlode
And your mama wants you to know
Virginia man – We’re strong for you
So many here
Stuck in the ways of an old tribe
Living on anger untreated
Oh so heavy you could die
Smoldering
Unforgiving
No one but you and you’re my oh my oh my
We come from far away
We come from up the road
Say Duke I am your father
This is the motherlode
And your mama wants you to know
Virginia man – We believe in you
I am a child of the Commonwealth
Since those English motherfuckers
Stuck their flag in the ground
You’re gonna feel a little pinch
In your Jamestown
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Benton The Dreamer
04:15
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Benton the Dreamer
There’s reasons why
I’m dreamin’ of that guy
Who went away
And I don’t know why
Shadow and sun
Fall on the only one
I guess he took the bus
I guess he had to run
Bound by these chains of memory
The misty past is all I see
So full and so empty
The space between you and me
Dancing slow
Holding onto my dear Joe
Yes he smiled like the sun
Can’t seem to let that summer go
Bound by these chains of memory
The misty past is all I see
So full and so empty
The space between you and me
Seeds and leaves
In my dreams walking over endless wet
I went to the shaman to learn what it meant
She says it’s a dream of the end coming from very close
Maybe with the head of a wild dog
Near a shining lake
With a face in the water
With a face in the water
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Cashville
03:17
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Cashville
Sailin’ into Cashville
With the sun on my back
With my heart full of soul
And my songs in my sack
Neon girls
And party lights
I don’t wanna see the sights
I don’t wanna pay the price
Yellow rose of Texas
Black rose of Tennessee
That girl with the rose tattoo
Smiling at me
I’m gonna write a song about
You baby - count on it
I pay too damn much
For this too small no bedroom
That doubles as my office
And doubles as my studio
Which doubles as my temple
Where I pray
Where I pray
Where I scrape this damn hill
For a scrap of a song
And I pray
I will sing cuz I’m shameless
I will write cuz I must
I will carry on in this song
Until I rust
I will sing cuz I’m shameless
I will write cuz I must
I will live in this song
Dust to dust
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Ain't Dead To Me
04:55
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Ain’t Dead to Me
Did I ever tell you how we lost touch
No I guess not – I guess not
The skies have raced on by
And the nights have all
Run down the drain
And one too many
Lost loves
Howling in my brain
Did I ever tell you about your funeral
No I guess not – I guess not
There was one
In New York City
And another in D. C.
There’s just too many
Dead loves
Who ain’t dead to me
Dancing on Saturdays
Playing in the rain
All the recent leavers
Relieved of all pain
Well the short version lies
But the longer one is true
So much larger than life-size
An original like you
I’m somewhere below lower
And it’s something more than not fair
I’m barely holding it Together
Suckin air
Suckin air
Dancing on Saturdays
And playing in the rain
And all the recent leavers
Relieved of all pain
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Danger Painters Washington, D.C.
Danger Painters is Michael Barron, Bob Boilen, Bill Harvey and Kevin Lay. Their musical Heritage dates back to the seminal
70s-80s DC music scene, including Tiny Desk Unit, Fuji's Navy and Rhoda & The Bad Seeds.
The band members met in DC but now live in Maryland, New York and California, collaborating via the internet and very rarely meeting in one place to perform in public.
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