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The Drifter (Remastered)
04:59
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Jesse and the padre try to keep things cool
Knowing exactly how to make stone into jewels
The judge was the kind of man who always talked fast
And the way things were going
His world wouldn't last
The desperados make a plan
To set the town on fire
And when they try to make a stand
They were ambushed at the wire
The drifter never stays to fight
He keeps running till he's way out of sight
But it gets him nowhere
And the driftеr never pays the pricе
He's running through the day and the night
But he’s running to nowhere
The judge said boys don't you know this town is mine
Don't going try to change it everything will be just fine
Those desperadoes don't pay them no mind
Everybody knows that they can't read or write
The judge put Jesse in the jail
Although there was no crime
The padre tried to get him out
With a stick of dynamite
The drifter never stays to fight
He keeps running till he's way out of sight
But it gets him nowhere
And the drifter never pays a price
He's running through the day and the night
But he's running to nowhere
Oh no
The drifter knows he can’t always go with the tide
The time will come when he’ll have to choose up sides
Which way will he go will it be left or right
The judge says things are either black or white
The desperadoes make a plan
To set the town on fire
And when they try to make a stand
They were ambushed at the wire
The drifter never stays to fight
He keeps running till he’s way out of sight
But it gets him nowhere
And the drifter never pays the price
He's running through the day and the night
But he's running to nowhere
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Gypsy Rider (Remastered)
04:32
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Crank her over once again
Put your face into the wind
Find another road where you're never been
Sing that 2-wheeled melody
The highway symphony
You know she'll never understand
Gypsy Rider sing
Your 2-wheeled symphony
You know there's nothing to explain
She should have known by now
You're just a vagabond
You may never pass this way again
All the writings on the wall
The paper all must fall
You're only as good as your word remains
You can take it out if you
Decide to follow through
Just take what you earn and leave what remains
Gypsy Rider sing
Your 2-wheeled symphony
You know there's nothing to explain
She should have known by now
You're just a vagabond
You may never pass this way again
Crank her over once again
Put your face into the wind
Find another road where you're never been
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Carried what I could out of Memphis
Can't go back to Tennessee
Worked the day and I knew I was through
On a farm in the Shenandoah Valley
And Atlanta got too crowded
So I crept out without a sound
I was drunk and I can’t remember
Even New Orleans ran me out of town
So I tried to settle down one summer
But from love I fell from grace
High on a bridge in that cold November
I thought I'd disappear without a trace
And then I saw every Angel in Heaven
I saw them drеssed as white as light
And then all of my dеspair I could see them standing there
To help me through that lonely night
Help me through that lonely night
Spent some time in a Texas prison
The man said he wanted my life
He thought I'd cheated him so he came at me
With a gun but I had a knife
When I got out I kept on wanderin’
Texas was no place to be
The man had killed and lots of family there
And all of them were trying to find me
And then I saw every Angel in Heaven
I saw them dressed as white as light
And then all of my despair I could see them standing there
To help me through that lonely night
Help me through that lonely night
Every time I find myself at the end of my rope
There's a noose waiting for me to be hung
And when I get the mind I put it over my head
The Angels always seem to come
The Angels always seem to come
I was standing on the platform
Found a ticket on the ground
Don't matter where it takes me
Anywhere is somewhere bound
I was crushing out my last smoke
As the train pulled in on time
The conductor waved his lantern
As a bell began to chime
And then I saw every Angel in Heaven
I saw them dressed as white as light
And then all of my despair I could see them standing there
To help me through this lonely night
Help me through this lonely night
Help me through this lonely night
Help me through this lonely night
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Del Gato (Remastered)
04:57
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My name is Del Gato born close to the border
Of white blood and red blood I came
I travel the saddle I follow the cattle
Down on the range where they graze
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Loyalty riches and inner bred bitches
Was the brew that I drank as a child
So rebellious a lover
Don Juan as a my cover
They die cast my type called me wild
And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
The hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive
Structured political our children they ridiculed
They teach them of sins and to lie
Their schools build't by fools but by breaking the rules
Like a fox I am forced now to hide
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Pepper tree spreads taking many mans heads ?
But the one they would want most is mine
To the mission I go I
In San Juan and I kneel
And I pray for the love of my life
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
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Deportee (Remastered)
03:41
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The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges piled in their creosote dumps
They're flying 'em back to the Mexican border
To pay all their money to wade back again
Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye, Rosalita
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have your names when you ride the big airplane
All they will call you will be "deportees"
My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he madе in his life
My brothers and sisters comе working the fruit trees
And they rode the truck till they took down and died
Some of us are illegal, and some are not wanted
Our work contracts out and we have to move on
Six hundred miles to that Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like thieves
We died in your hills, we died in your deserts
We died in your valleys and died on your plains
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we died just the same
The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon
A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills
Who are all these friends, all scattered like dry leaves?
The radio says, "They are just deportees"
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?
To fall like dry leaves to rot on my topsoil
And be called by no name except "deportees"?
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My daddy was a handsome gambler
He had a chain five miles long
On every link a heart did dangle
Of another maid he loved and wronged
He'd tell to you some lovin' story
He'd make you think he'd believe them true
But love grows cold as love grows older
And fades away like morning dew
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun refused to shine
Than to live here in Missouri
With your memory always haunting my mind
Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Take warning how you court your men
They're like a star on a summer's morning
First they appear then they're gone again
Come all ye fair and tender ladies take warning how your court your men
They're like a star on a summer morning
First they appear then they're gone again
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Outside my window, I can hear the radio
And you know that motor wagon is getting ready to fly
Cause it's almost Saturday night
Bye bye, tomorrow, Jody's gone to the rodeo
And you know some good old boys are getting ready to ride
Cause it's almost Saturday night
Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have it's way
Let it steal my heart away, cuz you know I'm goin'
Outside the ringing, the night train is bringin' me home
When you hear that locomotion get ready to fly
Cause it's almost Saturday night
Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have its way
Let her steal my heart away, and you know I'm goin'
Outside the ringing, the night train is bringin' me home
When you hear that locomotion get ready to fly
Cause it's almost Saturday night
Outside the windows cause it's almost Saturday night
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You may be sweet and nice
But that won't keep you warm at night
'Cause I'm the one who showed you how
To do the things you're doing now
He may hold you in his arms
He may feel all your charms
But I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you then
Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
Then nobody knew, nobody saw
But do you remember the way you cried?
I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you to love me
I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy
Once upon a time
You let me feel you deep inside
Nobody knew, nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried?
I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you to love me
I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy
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Are we still making love
Or is it just part of the game?
Have we both had enough
Of life being the same?
Are we still making love?
It's so hard to say no
And though things might be rough
Maybe it's time to let go
Our life's come full circle now again
We lived life so fast we thought it couldn't end
And though we hurt each other so
All we had to know
Was how our heartaches began
Are we still making love
Or is it just part of the game?
Have we both had enough
Of life being the same?
Are we still making love?
It's so hard to say no
And though things might be rough
Maybe it's time to let go
I've had some good love now and then
I know I've stumbled, but I've gotten up again
And somehow the good times that we had
They don't outweigh the bad
Oh how can we bring it to an end?
Are we still making love
Or is it just part of the game?
Have we both had enough
Of life being the same?
Are we still making love?
It's so hard to say no
And though things might be rough
Maybe it's time to let go
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For so long worked so hard
We didn't have a dime
But we had one another’s love
That was all the time
Then one day our ship came in
The answer to our dreams
A mansion filled with social life
And gold and limousines
Why did you leave me today
I was going to give you the world
I watched my dream fly away
All I can say why did you leave today
As I walked thru these grand old halls
I feel so cold inside
Stare upon these grand old walls
And all their costly prizes
I realize I'd gladly trade them
Thеse worldly things
To lie besidе you one more time
And share only our dreams
Why did you leave me today
I was going to give you the world
I watched my dream slip away
All I can say why did you leave today
Why did you leave me today
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Oh the whippoorwill roosts on the telephone pole
And the Georgia sun goes down
Well it's been a long time but I'm glad to say I'm
Goin' back down to my home town
Goin' down to the Greyhound station
Gonna buy me a one way fare
Good lord willin' and the creek don't rise
By tomorrow I'll be right there
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
But there's a six-lane highway down by the creek
Where I went skinny dippin' as a child
And a drive-in show wherе the meadow used to grow
And strawbеrries used to grow wild
There's a drag strip down by the riverside
Where my grandma's cow used to graze
Now the grass don't grow and the river don't flow
Like it did in my childhood days
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home now
Don't it make you want to go home
All God's children get weary when they roam
Don't it make you want to go home
Don't it make you want to go home
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