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Ask me where I'm from...
01:08
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Get It Right
03:32
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Maybe I said a few things that didn’t mean much
Maybe I left a few hearts alone in the dust
Maybe I made a few mistakes wasted a few good nights
But you’re gonna get the best of me and if I'm gonna get it right…
I want to get it right the first time, if I’m gonna get it right at all
Honey I’m gonna walk the hard line, cause I’m here for the haul
I want to get it right the first time, I’m gonna give it all I got
If it’s gonna last a lifetime, then I’ve got one last shot —to get it right the first time
I ain’t gonna be another in that long, long line
Of ones who tried to make it but got lost and fell behind
If your tired heart is aching, let me carry you a while…
I want to get it right the first time, if I’m gonna get it right at all
Honey I’m gonna walk the hard line, cause I’m here for the haul
I want to get it right the first time, I’m gonna give it all I got
If it’s gonna last a lifetime, then I’ve got one last shot —to get it right the first time
Well the lovin’ and the leavin’ is a young man's game
And it all might fall to pieces, but that’s a chance I got to take
I want to get it right the first time, if I’m gonna get it right at all
Honey I’m gonna walk the hard line, cause I’m here for the haul
I want to get it right the first time, I’m gonna give it all I got
If it’s gonna last a lifetime, then I’ve got one last shot —to get it right the first time
Get it right the first time
Get it right the first time
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Why, Dallas?
03:23
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Why, Dallas?
Why’d you have to make her choose?
You made her an offer that you know she won’t refuse
Why, Dallas?
Yeah, what you got to prove?
That everyone is beautiful and everything is new?
Why, Dallas?
Why, Dallas?
Why’d you have to be
That silver city shining so bright in all her dreams
Why, Dallas?
You know I can’t compete
That picture perfect skyline ain’t got no room for me
Why, Dallas?
She said there ain’t no other way but Highway 35
I tried begging her to stay, but she just drew that line
Now I’m left waiting on the other side, asking…
Why, Dallas?
The writing’s on the wall
She ain’t eve-r coming back to tell me she was wrong
Why Dallas?
Well now you have it all
The wide eyes and the bright lights, and a heart that don’t belong
Why, Dallas?
She said there ain’t no other way but Highway 35
I tried begging her to stay, but she just drew that line
Now I’m left waiting on the other side, asking…
Why, Dallas?
I guess this means you win
I guess it’s time to man on up and take one on the chin
Why, Dallas?
It’s like it always is
The city keeps on spinning, and she just disappears
Why, Dallas?
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Young Man's Game
03:34
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She’s lying there beside me in a dark and lonely bed
Silent over something that I didn’t know I said
Maybe it’s just growing pains, maybe it’s regret
Maybe she and I don’t have it figured out just yet
Morning cup of coffee with my old man on the phone
He said you ain’t gonna lose her, boy just keep on keepin’ on
Your mom and me been through it all, we’ve seen the highs and lows
There ain’t a whole lot to it, but the only thing I know is that —
For every kiss and starry eye,
For every bittersweet goodbye
And every blue sky at the beginning,
There’s forty years of getting by,
And life and death and restless nights
And every now and then you come up winning
But it’s in the sticking with it anyway
Oh love ain’t just a young man’s game
It ain’t that dozen roses, or that first nervous smile
It ain’t that thrill that made you feel alive for a little while
It’s moving a little slower, it’s sitting by her side
It’s her hand in your hand, up every hill every time
For every kiss and starry eye,
For every bittersweet goodbye
And every blue sky at the beginning,
There’s 40 years of getting by,
And life and death and restless nights
And every now and then you come up winning
But it’s in the stickin’ with it anyway
Oh love ain’t just a young man’s game
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More Than I Did Then
04:14
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It’s been a little while since I left you a note —
There on the kitchen counter before heading off to work
It’s hard to know what’s different now when so much feels the same
I guess love just gets a little tired and no one is to blame, but —
I love you more than the day that I first saw you
More than the night I told my friends I found the mother of my someday daughter
More than the time that I asked you to settle down
With me in a two bedroom Nashville Tennessee house
Back in the day I loved you to the moon and back again
But somehow I love you more now than I did then
Two photographs are hanging on the wall in our bedroom
One is from the wedding day, and one’s the first that we ever took
We look a whole lot younger then than we do right now
But the grin in your eye is still the same, and I want ya worse somehow
When I tell my only joke for the hundred millionth time and you still find a way to smile…
I’ll know that we ain’t passed our prime, and I’ll…
Still love you more than the day that I first saw you
More than the night I told my friends I found the mother of my someday daughter
More than the time that I asked you to settle down
With me in a two bedroom Nashville Tennessee house
Back in the day I loved you to the moon and back again
But somehow I love you more now than I did then
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He Thinks He'll Keep Her
04:07
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She makes his coffee, she makes his bed
She does the laundry, she keeps him fed
When she was twenty-one she wore her mother's lace
She said "forever" with a smile upon her face
She does the car-pool, she PTAs
Doctors and dentists, she drives all day
When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three
And every Christmas card showed a perfect family
Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design
Spit and polish 'til it shines. He thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find
God forbid you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her
She packs his suitcase, she sits and waits
With no expression upon her face
When she was thirty-six she met him at their door
She said I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore
Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design
Spit and polish 'til it shines. He thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find
God forbid you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her
For fifteen years she had a job and not one raise in pay
Now she's in the typing pool at minimum wage
Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design
Spit and polish 'til it shines. He thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find
At least until you change your mind. He thinks he'll keep her alright
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Stranger In My Bed
03:44
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There’s a stranger in my bed
He’s been there for a while
He lays down his head
Right next to yours each night
When he wakes up in the morning
He don’t look you in the eye
He just stumbles to my closet
And switches on my light
Yeah he knows what he’s doing
But he can’t tell you why
He don’t love you like he’s supposed to
Like the way he knows he can
He don’t hold you a little closer
Every time he has the chance
He just takes it all for granted
Turns his back instead
But we both know that someday he’ll regret
That there’s a stranger in my bed
There’s a stranger in my bed
Yeah he looks a lot like me
But his shoulders hang too heavy
And his words just cut too deep
He’s anxious and he’s angry
He’s losing ground and losing sleep
Yeah he ain’t the man you fell for
And he ain’t the man you need, ‘cause —
He don’t love you like he’s supposed to
Like the way he knows he can
He don’t hold you a little closer
Every time he has the chance
He just takes it all for granted
Turns his back instead
But we both know that someday he’ll regret
there’s a stranger in my bed
He don’t love you like he’s supposed to
But I swear that I still can
‘Cause I want everything we hoped for
And everything we had
Yeah if I could only get back
And put this all to rest
‘Cause we both know that someday I’ll regret
That there’s a stranger in my bed
Yeah he don’t love you like he’s supposed to
But I swear that I still can
‘Cause I want everything we hoped for
And everything we had
if I could only get back
And put this all to rest
we both know that someday I’ll regret
That there’s a stranger in my bed
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8. |
Collecting Dust
02:58
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There’s a bible in a drawer by a bed in a motel room
It ain’t seen the light in a couple of moons
Oh those souls that we lose too soon
Coulda been found in the pages of the bible in the motel room
There’s a picture in a frame in a box on the closet floor
Oh the life it would give if it could ask for more
It could pick up the pieces of a broken heart
That smile in the frame in a box on the closet floor
We get caught in the day to day
Get left picking up the pieces that we lose along the way
Are we out here making our own luck
Or are we just collecting dust
There’s an upright sealed tight pushed up against the wall
It ain’t been in tune in a little while
Those keys they would sing with a little bit of love
There’s songs left waiting in that upright against the wall
We get caught in the day to day
Get left picking up the pieces that we lose along the way
Are we out here making our own luck
Or are we just collecting dust
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Which Way's Home
03:51
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I left Dallas with an attitude, not too sure who I was gonna be
The leaves turned in New England, and God painted seasons on the trees
Turned sixteen in a room alone with voices through a telephone
Reminding me of what I left behind
I counted down the days till I would see the smile on my sisters faces
But I started getting used to the cold air and the thick skin that it gave me
Oh the first time that I felt it, like a rowboat in the sea
So far from shore just hoping there was hope out there for me
I ain’t mad about it; there’s no way around it
We all grow up and the lucky ones they settle down real quick
A chip up on my shoulder, I got roots all over
It’s tough to tell which way to go
Oh I don’t know —which way’s home
From that corn field in the Delta to that shoebox on the upper east side
The city hears my Texas charm my friends all hear a New York state of mind
Somehow along the way I found the one that didn’t mind those drives
From here to there and back again —she’s steady by my side
And I ain’t mad about it; there’s no way around it
We all grow up and the lucky ones they settle down real quick
A chip up on my shoulder, I got roots all over
It’s tough to tell which way to go
Oh I don’t know —which way’s home
If you ask me where I’m from, I’ll tell you where I’ve been
And a couple of those places keep me coming back again
But so do you…and you…and you…
I ain’t mad about it; there’s just no way around it
We all grow up and the lucky ones they settle down real quick
A chip up on my shoulder, I got roots all over
Tough to tell which way to go
Oh I don’t know…
Oh I don’t know…
Which way’s home?
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Bo Armstrong Nashville, Tennessee
Songwriter.
Singer.
Texas-bent Americana.
Dallas born,
Nashville based.
NYC & MS DELTA in between...
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