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Annie
03:33
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ANNIE
In my mind I see you there
With your raven eyes
And your coal black hair
Down on Tchopitoulas Street
On your balcony
Annie come back home to me
I came down from Mont Claire
And met the devil there
He asked me the way back home
Got down on all fours
I said mine or yours
Annie come back home to me
Oh I love you can’t you see
I heard the songs you sing
And heard your banjo ring
A thousand times or more
Underneath the cellar door
Of your mama’s store
Annie come back home to me
I love you can’t you see
The merchant and his son
Who plays the accordion
Down at the French café
Sounded so good tonight
I found the morning light
Annie come back home to me
I love you can’t you see
Remember that old Chinatown alley
And making love beneath
Those Robe Valley trees
Back when we were young and free
Annie come back home to me
I love you can’t you see
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2. |
Never Coming Here Again
03:49
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NEVER COMING HERE AGAIN
With your pistol ‘neath your pillow and your dreams all full of lead
Your eyes are dark and icy cold your lies are worth their weight in gold
You killed your love on Main St. you shot it through the head
With cold steel and broken truths in a red dress with your hollow tooth
And you feel like Bonnie Parker and you feel
Like finding you a diamond that it’s worth your time to steal
Don’t know where your going don't matter where you been
You know you're never coming here again
Out on the concrete catwalk though the ruin and the rain
In and out of every scene hungry like a magazine
Slave drivers damn you cause you won’t dig their coal
And the slaves they all resent you cause you haven’t sold your soul
And you hear the roaring laughter and you hear
It’s just what people know about themselves that makes them fear
Digging graves by moonlight in a warm magnolia wind
You know you're never coming here again
Crooked hearts in Italian boots burning at the soul
You crucified everyone you loved on a telephone pole
Riding free on sinking ships with love letters for sails
Drinking gin with faithless men steppin’ on the devils tail
And you feel the world is ending and you feel
Like anybody would in five inch bright red leather heels
Trying to convince yourself you care what happens next
But you know it doesn’t matter in the end
Besides you're never coming here again
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3. |
Tennessee
03:38
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TENNESSEE
i sat and watched the midnight train
Sang myself a song
The only one i ever loved
Done done me wrong and gone
I traveled this world
From the mountains to the sea
Now nothing looks the way it did
Before i left old Tennessee
I tried my hand as a brakeman
Before i caught that train
That took me far away from home
Across those western plains
I searched the towns for love
And i searched the hills for gold
Trying to keep safe and warm
Like before i left my home
Ten long years done come and gone
Since my love let me down
And i hopped that santa fe
Started roving round
Now these hobos and bullies
Sure look a lot like me
But nothing looks the way it did
Before i left old Tennessee
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4. |
Between Piety & Desire
03:23
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PIETY AND DESIRE
The romance is gone
It’s just hard times, hard luck, and bad luck songs
Pitch and tar, pig tail and scar
Falling in and out of every bar
From St. Phillip to Canal
A barstool cowboy from Barstow town
From an old trombone I can hear those boys
Playing the Millenburg joys
With our souls on fire
Sleeping on a floor between piety and desire
We work the streets we work the square
Bottle of wine and we didn’t care
Sharing laughs at Ruth’s
While the Louisiana moon and sun set on our youth
Our love fell until it died of thirst
Shining black as a Cadillac hearse
Oh I want your love, used to be so fine
Red lace, scapegrace, tattoos, and wine
You’re a liar and I’m a thief
Hustlin' down on Decatur Street
I want to be your man
I don’t two time no time, you understand
My mind is hazy and my eyes are dull
But I feel you knocking on my skull
With our dreams underground
On the dark side of this dirty little town
Clinkety clink lets have another drink
Everybody done knows we stink
And I want your love, used to be so fine
Red lace, scapegrace, tattoos, and wine
You’re a liar and I’m a thief
With a moustache full of broken teeth
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5. |
Big Jim's Driveway
04:23
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BIG JIM'S DRIVEWAY
You stole my heart, robbed me down to the core
I’m so messed up i can’t recognize my lying, crying, poor pitiful self anymore
You kiss with a hiss you fake with a smile
Walking above ground somehow feeling good bout your lowdown cheating self all the while
I tell myself it’s alright i must be strong
But your perfume rode me like a nightmare the whole night long
Walking down 5th street with a hallow stare
Nothing on my vicious lips but broke down dreams and hungry prayers
I was taken by your beauty dissolved by your charms
Sitting’ on a rooftop watching the suburbs slowly eat the farms
I sat and i wondered and i don’t what to do
It’s such a drag to be in love with someone who don’t love you too
You can walk along the river you can walk along the road
But you gotta walk down to Big Jim’s driveway if you wanna know exactly Where your little loving’ baby goes
River run to the ocean road runs through the town
But Big Jims driveway don’t run nothing but your loving heart down to the ground
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6. |
Monette
02:52
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MONETTE
Iconoclast of the heart plays 88 on the F
But when i call her name I’d swear that she was deaf
She aught to have 8 legs the way she weaves her webs
I’m hanging from the ceiling looking for my Monette
Burning cold tooth and nail i just aint feeling right
The streets are getting darker with something more than night
It’s the ghost of hours that i spent down in her bed
Creeping up from the corner looking for my Monette
Like a Mardi Gras parade her love was wild slow and steady
Left my heart a vacant street full of horse shit and confetti
Venus at the crossroads she’s a rhapsody in red
I’m flipping this old quarter looking for my Monette
On a cold moonless night with a dead heart full of trains
I know it’s all my fault but you’re the reason i’m to blame
I’m standing on the corner of Dauphine and Lesseps
Down in misery all about monette
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7. |
Strange & Cold
04:09
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STRANGE AND COLD
I saw you hangin down on St. Peter square
Robed in silver, devil may care
With your cold love
Your whiskey and your prayers
Takes feet to walk teeth to bite
Take a long time gone to make me feel alright
Just living between a shadow and the light
Ever since you let me go
The world is getting strange and cold
Takes heart to love takes lungs to breathe
But it don’t take nothing for you to leave
I stumbling wearing a dead heart on my sleeve
Ever since you let me go
The world is getting strange and cold
Takes ears to hear, eyes to see
Take a long time mama to put a spell on me
Coffee's hot, sugars sweet
Your kind of love is like bees on meat
Union pacific rollin down those rails
Listen to the whistle scream and wail
I’m bound for glory if I aint bound for jail
Ever since you let me go
The world is getting strange and cold
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8. |
Angel of Mine
02:39
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ANGEL OF MINE
Boatman down on the Volga
Singing the Gravier Street Blues
Heart in a vice paying the price
Searching for something to lose
She’s carrying her crutch down the alley
Spanish shawl drags the ground
It’s too late too soon
Turn out the moon
And pick yourself up off the ground
I was just a young man
You were just thirsty for blood
I did the best that I thought that I could
But it just wasn’t good enough
Stars in the sky shone like the diamonds
Embedded in your gold teeth
We made love in that graveyard
By the old Texas trainyard
Held up in that shack down the street
Call me a hopeless romantic
But you were the one I swear
Swear my last breath
If I thought that I could cheat death
Ace up my sleeve is I don’t care
There’s only a handful of things
I never would have dreamed under the sun
When you took all my loot, my heart,
My last good pair of boots,
And ditched me in Barstow was one
How could I ever forgive you
To begrudge you’d just steal my time
Fare you well, I’ll see you in hell
Little angel of mine
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9. |
Careless Love
04:01
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CARELESS LOVE
I woke up in a cheap hotel
Down along the border
Saw your baby in my dream last night
All hot and out of order
On the steps of the poorhouse
Stole a dollar from the drummer
Hit the street with the burning heat
Of a hundred Mexican summers
The death of innocence was hanging in the air
Black shoes on a telephone wire
The bulb was red and I was standing there
Waiting for the sun to retire
There was a girl I’d loved somewhere before
Standing on the corner
Took her hand and away we ran
She didn’t want me to warn her
Oh, Careless Love
I remember what we talked about the day before she died
In your back yard sitting on the fence
How her poison took you for a ride
And robbed you of your sense
The crows flew back to Tennessee
The night she tried to stay
The water rose and her cold heart froze
Still frozen to this day
Oh, Careless Love
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10. |
The One Night Hotel
03:40
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THE ONE NIGHT HOTEL
Outside the saloon
Throwing rocks at the moon
The toothless piano player’s
In love with the barmaid
With a fistful of loot
And a gun in his boot
He’s gonna learn the hard way
A little jasmine perfume
In the throes of her gloom
She’s thinking out loud
In broken English
She cries herself to sleep
She’s a wolf who cries sheep
He could not have seen this
Sometimes are hard sometimes are so rough
These days rough is what thrills you
Sometimes it’s hard to know when you’ve had enough
Until you’ve had enough to kill you
Oh, they shot him down
The same day she left town
The pavement was wet
And black as a bible
He died looking cute
In a red velvet suit
No hope for revival
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Gill Landry Three Rivers, California
Louisiana native, Gill Landry is a two-time Grammy award-winning singer-songwriter & multi-instrumentalist, photographer, lithographer, shade-tree mechanic, gardener, sometimes ranch hand.
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