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© Chelcait Music, BMI
I'm going down to Florence gonna wear a pretty dress
I'll sit atop the magic wall with the voices in my head
Then we'll drive on through to Memphis past the strongest shoals
And on to Arkansas just to touch the crumbled soul
A feather's not a bird the rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain but a river runs through me
It's never any highway when you're looking for the blast
The land becomes a memory and it happens way too fast
Yeah the money's all in Nashville locked inside my gift
So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread
A feather's not a bird the rain is not the sea...
I've burned up seven lives and I've used up all my charms
I took the long way home just to end up in your arms
That's why I'm going down to Florence now I got my pretty dress
(Going down to Florence got a pretty dress)
I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my head
A feather's not a bird the rain is not the sea...
A feather's not a bird the rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
A feather's not a bird the rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain but a river runs through me
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
Five cans of paint in the empty fields
The dust reveals
The children cry the work never ends
There's not a single friend
Who will hold her hand in the sunken lands
The mud and tears melt the cotton balls
It's a heavy toll oh oh
His words are cruel and they sting like fire
Like the devil's choir oh oh
But who will hold her hand in the sunken lands
The river rises and she sails away
But she could never stay oh oh
Now her work is done in the sunken lands
There's five empty cans
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
What's the temperature darling 100 and more
The horses pawing out the dust but it's Wilton by the door
But you pour your strongest coffee and I'll take back of the wheel
We'll drive straight down the river road spread a blanket on the hill
What's the temperature darling I don't stare into the past
There was nothing that we could change or fix it was never gonna last
Now don't stare into those photos don't memorize my eyes
We're just a mile or two from Memphis in the rhythm of our minds
A mile or two from Memphis and I must go away
I tore up all the highways now there's nothing left to say
A mile or two from Memphis and I finally made it home
There were days you paced the kitchen there were nights that felt like jail
When the phone rang in the dead of night you'd always throw my veil
No you never touched the whiskey and you never took the pills
I traveled for a million miles while you were standing still
What's the temperature darling as the daylight fades way
I'll make one last rehearsal with one foot in the grave
We kept the house on all the corners we kept the polished bass guitar
We kept the tickets and the wheels of tape to remember who we are
A mile or two from Memphis and I must go away...
What's the temperature darling
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
I went to Barcelona on the midnight train
I walked the streets of Paris in the pouring rain
I flew across and island in the Northern Sea
And I ended up in Memphis Tennessee
I keep my head down I keep my eyes on you
It's a big wide world with a million shades of modern blue
Everybody round here runs too fast
And it feels so good but it's never gonna last
Everything I have for us what I knew
But I don't have nothing if I don't have you
I keep my head down I keep my eyes on you...
Will you still be there when I round the curve
Will you hold my hand when I lose my nerve
Oh I went to Barcelona and my mind got changed
So I'm heading back to Memphis on the midnight train
I keep my head down I keep my eyes on you
It's a big wide world
I keep my head down I keep my eyes on you
I keep my head down I keep my eyes on you
It's a big wide world with a million shades of modern blue
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
When you're like a broken bird tell heaven
Battered wings against the dark and day
When your worries won't let you sleep tell heaven
When the tears won't ever go away
If you got no one to love tell heaven
There's no one on the telephone today
When every story falls apart tell heaven
Nothing good seems like it will come your way
Tell heaven tell heaven
Heavy hearts in empty rooms tell heaven
You don't have to know what you will say
The empty sky will never take our burdens
Something good will someday come our way
So tell heaven tell heaven
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
Dark highways and the country roads
Don't scare you like they did
The woods and winds they'll welcome you
To the places you once hid
You grew up and you moved away
Across a foreign see
And what was left was what was kept
That's what you gave to me
You thought you left it all behind
You thought you'd up and gone
When all you did was figure out
How to take the long way home
The southern rain was heavy
Almost heavy as your heart
A cavalcade of strangers came
To tear your world apart
The bells of old Saint Mary's
And now the cling of charcoal hill
And you took the old religion folk
I won't be home again
You thought you left it all behind...
You thought you left it all behind...
The long way home
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
Well you're not from around here
You're probably not our kind
It's hot from March to Christmas
And other things you'll find
Won't fit your old ideas
Their line is shifting sands
You walk across a ghostly bridge
To a crumbling promise land
If Jesus came from Mississippi
If tears began to rise
I guess I'll start at the beginning
The world of strange design
Well I'd like to have the ocean
But I'd settle for the rain
Humbly as for true love
There was such a price to pay
This room was filled with trouble
And sacraments deceived
And I'm with you we're in the shade
Of his weeping willow tree
If Jesus came from Mississippi...
We talk about your drinking
But not about your thirst
You set off through the mine field
Like you were round in first
So open up their window
And hand the baby through
Point up towards the ghostly bridge
And she'll know what to do
If Jesus came from Mississippi...
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
Morbid like a mystery town
Water heat and moon
Steam under magnolia trees
Never ending roads
What happened to that other life
We thought we lived we too
We traveled like spies in paradise
The time it felt so true
In night school in night school
What about this big old house
Tell me all the news
What's became of all those years
Whatever will we do
I'm hoping there's a mystery town
Water heat and moon
And steam lines over battle fields
And all I see is you
In night school in night school
The hungry ghosts still tap the walls
Where once there was a door
I've given everything to them
Still they wanted more
Steam lines on the window panes
We acted like such fools
But I'd give everything to be
Lying next to you
In night school in night school
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
It's a hard road but it fits your shoes
Son of rhythm brother of the blues
The sound of darkness the pull of the oak
Everything is broken and painted in smoke
But there's a light on Sunday a new design
The sound of the whistle those radio wires
Love in your future I'll wait for you there
Put 50000 watts of a common prayer
50000 watts of common prayer
50000 watts of common prayer
To be who we are and not who we were
A sister to him a brother to her
We'll live like kings without any sin
Redemption will come just tune it all in
But there's a light on Sunday a new design
The sound of the whistle those radio wires
Love in your future I'll wait for you there
Put 50000 watts of a common prayer
50000 watts of common prayer
50000 watts of common prayer
My common prayer your common prayer
50000 watts of common prayer
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
Girl with hair of flaming red
Seeking perfect lover
For to lie down on her feather bed
Soul secrets to uncover
Must be gentile must be strong
With disposition sunny
Just as faithful as the day is long
And careful with his money
And so the open letter read
The news boy did deliver
Three months later plans were made to wed
Down by the King James river
Know the season may come
Know the season may go
When love is joined together
With whoever be made whole
When the master calls the roll
Oh my darling will you leave
Take me to the altar
I don't have strength to watch you as you leave
But my love will never fault her
Oh my darling Marry Anne
The march to war is calling
Somewhere far across these southern lands
The bands of brothers falling
My tender bride the tides demand
That I leave you with your mother
With my father's rifle in one hand
Your locket in the other
Know the season may come
Know the season may go
Beware the storm clouds gather
Take heat in warm of soul
When the master calls the roll
But can this union be preserved
The soldier boy was crying
I will never travel back to her
But not for lack of trying
It's a love of one true heart at last
That made the boy a hero
But a riffle ball and a cannon blast
Cut him down to zero
Oh Virginia once I came
I'll see you when I'm younger
And I'll know you by your hills again
This town from 6 feet under
Know the season may come
Know the season may go
A man is torn asunder
But someday we may know
When the master calls the roll
Though the storm clouds gather
Let the union be made whole
When the master calls the roll
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© Chelcait Music, BMI
I was dreaming about the town of Hutchy bridge
A thousand miles from where we live
But the long mine at the pearly gate
The keepers of our fate
None of them will congregate
Out on money road
A lonesome boy in a foreign land
Out on money road
And a voice we'll never understand
Out on money road
One lies in the Zion yard
And one sleeps on the river bar
Neither one got very far
Out on money road
Out on money road
I was dreaming about the deepest blue
But what you seek is seeking you
You can cross the bridge and carve your name
But the river stays the same
We left but never went away
Out on money road
Out on money road
Out on money road
Out on money road
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