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There’s a pistol in my hand and wine’s dripping down my chin
There’s a pistol’s in my hand and wine’s dripping down my chin
She took my money and left me for a bottle of gin
The vine steals the sun, don’t mind if it kills the tree
Yeah the vine steals the sun, don’t mind if it kills the tree
It’s been crawling up my neck and I can hardly to breathe
I see a steep grade ahead but I can’t reach the brakes
I see a steep grade ahead but I can’t reach the brakes
Lord take me home, won’t you carry me outta this place
I put the barrel ‘tween my teeth, itchy finger’s about to pull
I put the barrel ‘tween my teeth, itchy finger’s about to pull
When she finds me facing the heavens she’ll be the fool. Be the fool.
There’s a pistol in my hand and Wine’s dripping down my chin
There’s a pistol in my hand and Wine’s dripping down my chin
She took my money, drained my heart, spun me around till I faced my sins,
And she left, she left me, she left me
For a bottle of gin
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I’ve walked the craters of Mars, invented self-driving cars
Mt. Everest I’ve Hiked, but I can't get no like’s outta you
On podcasts they all call me woke, on stages they laugh at my jokes
My internet’s the best, but I got no friend requests outta you
You’re such a muse I tweet and tag you
5 star Reviews I write them for youuuuuuuu
I bought apple stock in ‘93, now they send me iPhones for free
My investments all spike, but I can't get no like’s outta you
You’re such a muse I tweet and tag you
5 star Reviews I write them for youuuuuuuu
Gonna hire a therapist gonna find my inner bliss
I been stuck in obsession it’s time for confession
Gonna move on with my life get back together with my wife
Cause I don’t get no likes no I don’t get no likes
I don’t get no likes out of you
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Going The Wrong Way
04:15
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I’m pullin’ this truck off the highway lookin’ for a place to park
Been waitin’ for days to stretch my legs and rest my head in the dark
But all I see are high beams flashin’ horns honking and pedestrians pointing
My fingers are frozen on the steering wheel the universe is gettin’ my attention
Goin’ the wrong way down a one way avenue
Goin’ the wrong way like I’ve nothin to lose
(Verse 2)
When I’m lookin’ through the rear view mirror I see the bags under my eyes
If I could only kick this habit I could move on with my life
But I’m addicted to the feeling of fallin’ on my face
I could sure use better thoughts but I don’t want to change
Goin’ the wrong way down a one way avenue
Goin’ the wrong way like I’ve nothin to lose
Save me, Somebody save me
Save me
Save me, Somebody save me
Save me
Well I’m pushing hard on the brakes I gotta slow this big rig down
I’m a searching for signs to turn this thing around
Goin’ the wrong way down a one way avenue
Goin’ the wrong way like I’ve nothin to lose
Going the wrong, its what i have to do
Maybe the wrong way is the only way through
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When I was a CEO my name is written on the door
When I was a CEO I had a corner office on the seventh floor
I looked down on all the people rushing to pay their rent
And one man held out an empty cup and offered me his story
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops my friend
When I was a stay at home mom we had play dates on Friday afternoons
When I was a stay at home mom little boys made a spaceship out of spoons
Well one day a mom showed up with her daughter and a photograph of her son Ben
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops my friend
When I was a blues musician I wailed on my guitar
When I was a blues musician I sang with all my heart
And one day a man walked up to me and dropped in a ten
He looked me cold in the eyes and said get a day job son
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops
It’s not all mountain tops my friend
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Hello, My Child
03:23
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Hello, my child, looks like you’re hunting for treasure, please tell me your name
Hello, my child, there's salt on your face, you hair is windswept and frayed
Have courage my child, know your true north, have faith when the waves hide the shore
Hold on tight to that sheet and tiller, cause I have been there before
Anything you want you can have, knowledge, influence and friends
And Each piece of gold that fills your chest is scattered across the land
You're not a pirate, my child, and you're not a con, you're not a tyrant or a pawn
I know where you live in that little blue house where the clouds turn violet at Dawn
But it will take you a lifetime
It will take you a lifetime
And it will take you a lifetime
Anything you want you can have, knowledge, influence and friends
But it will take you a lifetime
It will take you a lifetime
And it will take you a lifetime
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Hallelujah
04:22
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You always gave me, moonlight you left me your crumbs
Is it these lenses, or am I losing my sight the trees fly past as I run
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
When my distress calls through the breeze when I’ve lost all hope
When the wave is breaking on the reef there’s no place left to go
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
I feel a power rising the bass drum shakes the ground
All I want is to see your face and hear your war cry
Hear your war cry
Hear your war cry
Hear your war cry
Hear your war cry
Hear your war cry
Hear your war cry sound
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
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Fill Me Up
03:21
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When the days wear us down, and we're losing our grip
All the edges worn smooth, no more long trips
When the wild becomes too wild, and we trade it all in
Oh my dear that's when i'll wonder, will we ever see the stars again?
So Fill me up, I’m runnin’ low
Fill me up, let's get back on the road
Fill me up, wherever you want to go
We got mountains to climb, and rivers to float,
When stars turn bright we can take it slow.
Butchew gotta fill me up, I’m runnin’ low
We have taken wrong turns, we have fo-llowed the signs
Burned our feet in the desert, smelled the Lost Pines
But the walls are bulging out, I can picture it in my mind
We’ll be callin for a tow truck, when we're flippin flappin on the side
So Fill me up, I’m runnin’ low
Fill me up, let's get back on the road
Fill me up, wherever you want to go
We got mountains to climb, and rivers to float,
When stars turn bright we can take it slow.
Butchew gotta fill me up, I’m runnin’ low
So Fill me up, I’m runnin’ low
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Left No Stone Unturned
04:38
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Remember those early years, we found each other in a coffee shop
We didn’t need excuses to drink champagne in a parking lot
One day we made a circle we sang our wedding vows
We hired a Texas swing band we danced above the clouds
But even the brightest colors fade when the sun goes down
Wading through the weeds, climbing over walls many lessons learned
Staying up at night for long distance calls left no stone unturned
We stopped our Wednesday dinner dates consumed by our careers
We opened lines of credit, became what we feared
We’re here now, we’re here now
We’re here now, so rest a while with me, rest a while with me
Even the brightest colors fade when the sun goes down
Wading through the weeds, climbing over walls many lessons learned
Staying up at night for long distance calls, left no stone unturned
Swinging here on the front porch, you’re wrinkled hand in mine
The sun is turning red and orange, the moon is on the rise (we’re way too old to drive
Waded through the weeds, climbed over walls many lessons learned
Stayed up at night for long distance calls, left no stone unturned
Left no stone unturned
We left no stone unturned
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I said, I want to start a garden you said, sounds good to me
But first we’ll need something to grow
So we went down to the nursery and picked up some seeds
Broccli, squash, and Jalepenos
Well we were starin’ at our plot wonderin’ how this’d work
Cause you don’t like gettin’ wet and I don’t like the dirt
But if I could keep clean and you could stay dry
We could make a plan and then give it a try
I’ll do the watering, if you pull the weeds
Dig holes in the ground, and drop in the seeds
That’s everything a garden really needs
And I’ll do the watering if you pull the weeds
I got ants bitin’ my ankles a sun burn on my neck
My legs are gettin shaky And I’m drippin with sweat
I’m startin’ to lose my grip on this leaky watering hose
But I’ll keep holdin on for those sweet Tomatoes
I’ll do the watering, if you pull the weeds
Dig holes in the ground, and drop in the seeds
That’s everything a garden really needs
And I’ll do the watering if you pull the weeds
You said honey we made it to the seasons end
We got some scrapes and bruises but now we’re on the mend
Now were gathered ‘round our table there’s a twinkle in your eye
Our plates are overflowing and it’s full moon tonight
I’ll do the watering, if you pull the weeds
Dig holes in the ground, and drop in the seeds
That’s everything a garden really needs
I’ll do the watering pruning and pottering raking and shovelin’
If you pull the weeds
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Rigel Thurston Austin, Texas
Rigel is a father, husband, and musician.
He is a full-time musician in Austin, Texas playing jazz standards, blues, pop,
and rock in a local lounge. He teaches, writes music and runs the online community called 100daysofsongwriting.com—a motivational and inspirational community that helps songwriters get into the habit of writing sharing and encouraging each other.
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