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Long Lonesome Tune
04:07
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LONG LONESOME TUNE
OH GIRL, YOU ARE A VISION
AND I AM A MAN NOW ON A MISSION
SUBJECT TO POTENTIAL REVISION
IF THINGS DON'T GO WELL
BUT IF YOU WOULD JUST BE MY DARLIN'
IF I COULD JUST HEAR YOU CALLIN'
I THINK THAT I COULD SO EASILY BE FALLIN'
IN LOVE WITH YOU
YOU SAID LOOK AT THAT MAN ON THE TV
GOD HE IS HOT, HE IS THE MAN FOR ME
I THOUGHT IT WOULD THEN BE SOMEWHAT UNLIKELY
FOR YOU TO CHOOSE ME
SO I RODE OUT TO SEE YA
YOU SAID YOU HAD TO WASH YOUR HAIR, I BELIEVED YA
NOW YOU ACT LIKE YOU'VE GOT AMNESIA
WHEN I TOUCH YOU
NOW YOU ARE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT MOON
AND I AM HERE, WAILIN' THIS LONG LONESOME TUNE
I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE JUNE
OF 1993
OH GIRL IT PAINS ME TO SEE YOU IN SUCH SORROW
IF I COULD MAKE IT BETTER TOMORROW
I WOULD BEG STEAL OR BORROW
ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ASK
IF I COULD JUST BE BELIEVIN'
THAT YOU ARE NOT NOW DECEIVIN'
IN MY MIND'S EYE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I COULD EVER BE SEEIN'
IS YOU (X3)
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2. |
D Chord Hammer Ditty
02:44
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D CHORD HAMMER DITTY
Don’t wanna go to heaven
It don’t suit me well
Don’t wanna go to heaven
If there is a hell
Don’t want to have a job
And be told what to do
What time to eat and sleep
And when to take a poo
Don’t want no society
Where profit is king
I ain’t no commodity
I’m a human being
They talk about crime
Like it’s a great big spree
Biggest crime I know of
Is private property
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3. |
Cry Me a Rainbow
05:01
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CRY ME A RAINBOW
She, she was my everything
But she, she did not want to try
I still don’t know what I did wrong
She left without saying good bye
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna cry me a rainbow
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna wash these tears away
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna cry me a rainbow
Oh gonna cry me a brand new day
Now it’s winter here on the bay
The sky, the sky it is iron gray
The trees, they are naked everywhere
Like my heart they are stripped and bare
Coyotes (Kye-oats), coyotes in the distance
Howlingout, howling out that never again will you be mine
The sky lessens into bleakness
And that’s when I begin to cry
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna cry me a rainbow
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna wash these tears away
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna cry me a rainbow
Oh gonna cry me a brand new day
Oh, Hoa, I’m gonna cry me a rainbow (x3)
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4. |
Song For The Revolution
04:22
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SONG FOR THE REVOLUTION
Come gather round people, let me tell you a story
A hundred year long story of how we won
Mindless consumption; people and beauty
They were opposite things, on opposite sides
Hierarchy and money fuelled social injustice,
Their lifestyles were made for insatiable growth.
Alienation, McDonaldization
Economies and markets and other such woes
From little things big things grew (x 4)
Well the warnings were dire, the climate was on fire
Resistance was brewing all over Bloomington
Profit ruled and the people were worried
So they all decided they must take a stand
So they took back control of their reasons for living
People stopped buying unnecessary crap
Now it don’t sound like much, but it sure got tongues talking
Back in Indianapolis, and then in Washington
They brought down the government, the markets, the money
Now we’re one with ourselves, we’re one with the land
All living things equal, all interconnected
It started a hundred years ago, when we made our stand
From little things big things grew
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UH OH (Sounds Like Somebody Pissed Off Jesus)
I got a letter today
Saying the bank's gonna take my home
I fell behind in the payments
When my wife died and now I'm all alone
We didn't have no insurance
Bills came to a hundred grand
We both worked two jobs
Nobody cared, nobody gave a damn
Now I'm out on the street
Shelter ain't got no beds
I lost my job when they took my car
I'd be better off if I was dead
Child welfare came and took my son
I ain't seen him in over two years
Now all I do is think about what I've lost
And drink tequila and beer
Uh oh... Sounds like somebody pissed off Jesus
Sounds like somebody pissed him off real good
You weren't a doin' what you were supposed to
You weren't a doin' what you should
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6. |
Savannah Kentuckiana
04:16
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SAVANNAH KENTUCKIANA
I pulled into the Shell super station
There she was behind the counter waitin’
Red hair freckles and eyes so blue
She made me forget all about you
Savannah Kentuckiana
She said I’m sorry these prices are so high
I said that’s ok darlin’, cuz so am I
I’ll be out in the parkin’ lot
If you wanna smoke one of them cigarettes filled with pot
Savannah Kentuckiana
Savannah Kentuckiana/ I wanna be your man a-
while tonight or for eternity
Here in Mumfordville Kentucky/ I’m so hoping I can get lucky
Who knows maybe we can be each other’s change
Puppy dogs and unicorns/ She was rockin’ that polyester uniform
Savannah Kentuckiana
I did not think that she would show
Then out she came through them sliding glass doors
She got in my van and we got super stoned
When she left I felt so all alone
Savannah Kentuckiana
Best hour of my life was with her in my van
I ain’t never ever seen Savannah again
Savannah Kentuckiana
Savannah Kentuckiana/ I wanna be your man a-
while tonight or for eternity
Here in Mumfordville Kentucky/ I’m so hoping I can get lucky
Who knows maybe we can be each other’s change
Puppy dogs and unicorns/ She was rockin’ that polyester uniform
Savannah Kentuckiana (x2)
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HILLBILLY HIPPY HAIKU HEAVEN
CHORUS
I am a gay lesbian bisexual transgender pot smoking acid trippin’ tree huggin’ illegal immigrant lazy black welfare mother job avoiding anarchist
anti capitalist lazy hippy hillbilly
I’m an Atheist Muslim Hindu Buddhist Wicca Agnostic Pagan true believer
Aw, here in hillbilly hippy haiku heaven, don’t you know that
I fit in oh so well
I grew up in the city of churches
The armpit of the Christian Right
I ran away to hillbilly hippy haiku heaven
It was then that I knew that I was gonna be all right
Back in the city of churches
They like to go shoppin’ at that ol’ shopping mall
But the only time I ever really seen ‘em get excited, uh huh
Was in church when they talked about how everybody but a them
was a gonna go to hell
CHORUS
I am a gay lesbian bisexual transgender pot smoking acid trippin’ tree huggin’ illegal immigrant lazy black welfare mother job avoiding anarchist
anti capitalist lazy hippy hillbilly
I’m an Atheist Muslim Hindu Buddhist Wicca Agnostic Pagan true believer
Aw, here in hillbilly hippy haiku heaven, don’t you know that
I fit in oh so well
Back in the city of churches,
They love to tell me how I’m going to burn burn burn burn forever and ever and it will torment beyond what we can imagine here on earth
I try to tell ‘em that I already found life ever lasting
It’s called hillbilly hippy haiku heaven, and don’t you know that
I fit in oh so well
Back in the city of churches,
They like to preach about god’s love
That Jesus loves me, just the way that I am
As long as the way I am ain’t none of the above
By none of the above I mean that...
(repeat chorus)
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8. |
Strip Mining My Heart
04:46
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STRIP MINING MY HEART
Like a virgin forest/ That’s how you look at me
Something you can plunder so easily
Oh, I’m so defenseless when I see your face
That’s when you take my heart and lay it to waste
Oh, strip mining my heart/ Digging up my mind
You’re tearing me apart/ All of the time
Baby you’ve got/ Somehow to stop
Strip mining my heart
Oh, I’m just like a vein of coal/ And you are a fire
My resources are burning up/ In your desire
After you’re through with me/ Nothing can grow
You bulldoze through my brain/ and lay me low
Oh, strip minin’ my heart/ Diggin’ up my mind
You’re tearin’ me apart/ All of the time
Baby you’ve got/ Somehow to stop
Oh, strip minin’ my heart
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9. |
Emma Lynn
05:35
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EMMA LYNN
You cried when I kissed you
You said they were tears of joy
You said you’d never been with a man before
You’d only been with boys
You said to please
Please take care of yourself
You said to go be beautiful
But for someone else
Please god no
This can’t be the end
Cuz I can’t think about nothin’ but you
Emma Lynn (x2)
I know it ain’t no good thing
It’s just I ain’t got no desire
‘Cept to stay in bed all day
Getting stoned and higher and higher
That and the tequila
Helps take the pain a way
That I may never see your face again
Emma Lynn (x2)
Well I got me a new baby
I got me a new girl
She is beautiful
I’m the luckiest guy in the world
There is just one problem
The only trouble is
She’s not you
Emma Lynn (x3)
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SUNNY AFTERNOON
I/ I saw you
It was a sunny/ afternoon
You/ Were headed down
Hunter Street/ To where we used to meet
On a sunny/ afternoon
We/ used to sit outside
Drinking beer/ And watch the world go by
The way/ you would look at me
So much love, baby/ You were so happy
Then you'd kiss me/ And I'd kiss you
On a sunny/ afternoon
Fuck/ It sucks
Seeing you again/ With some other man
His hand/ Touching your skin
Your skin so soft/ and brown
Shinin’ on a sunny/ afternoon
It was mine/ The hand that you used to hold
Never again, baby/ Or so I've been told
I was told by you/ You told me
On a sunny afternoon
Now/ Hunter Street
Is just another more thing to hate
About this town
On a sunny afternoon
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11. |
Indiana
03:28
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INDIANA
My state has a first name it's R-A-C-I-S-T
My state has a second name it's Jesus Freaks
Indiana/ Indiana/ Indiana
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoosiers!
William Henry Harrison if there's a hell I hope he burns
He murdered lots of Indians
That asshole William Henry Harrison
He was the first Hoosier American... I am soooo proud
By theft and murder we stole the land
From the Miami Indians
But we had to clear the land
To make it safe for the Ku Klux Klan
Indiana/ Indiana/ Indiana
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoosiers!
So we went and stopped it all
And oh my god I'm so appalled
That we bulldozed it all
For strip clubs and strip malls
Now that's what I call some genuine Hoosier progress
Just take a look around
We were the king of sundown towns
Darkie you'd best be out of town
Before the sun goes down
Indiana/ Indiana/ Indiana
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoosiers!
Of all the 50 states
We're the one that always rates
Dumbest fattest and least likely to fornicate
No wonder we're so full of hate
Lemme tell ya,
It's a goddamn homo pervert Mexican Muslim baby killing conspiracy
They wanna take away my 4 wheel drive my bible and my big screen tv
We gotta get rid of all of them so we can get back
to being the land of the free
We gotta pave it/ To save it
Indiana/ Indiana/ Indiana
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoosiers!
My state has a first name it's R-A-C-I-S-T
My state has a second name it's Jesus Freaks
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IT'S ALL FUCKED
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT IT'S ALL FUCKED
BUT YOU KNOW IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT
JUST GOTTA DO THE BEST YOU CAN
EVEN IF YOUR LIFE'S A PIECE OF SHIT IN A CAN
DOESN'T SEEM TO BE NO RHYME OR RULE
SO MANY PEOPLE ARE SUCH ASSHOLES
SO MANY OTHERS ARE UTTER FOOLS
DOESN'T MEAN YOU'VE GOTTA BE A TOOL
TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY
WHO KNOWS MAYBE THINGS WILL EVEN GO YOUR WAY
I KNOW THAT SOUNDS A BIT CLICHE
HEH BUT HEY HEY HEY
BUT YOU KNOW I'M GONNA BE ALRIGHT
GONNA GET NICE AND BAKED TONIGHT
YES I'LL BE MIGHTY STONED
CHECKING OUT SOME INTERNET PORN
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT IT'S ALL FUCKED
BUT YOU KNOW IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT
JUST GOTTA DO THE BEST YOU CAN
EVEN IF YOUR LIFE'S A PIECE OF SHIT IN A CAN
DOESN'T SEEM TO BE NO RHYME OR RULE
SO MANY PEOPLE ARE SUCH ASSHOLES
SO MANY OTHERS ARE UTTER FOOLS
DOESN'T MEAN YOU'VE GOTTA BE A TOOL (X2)
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Blind Uncle Harry Bloomington, Indiana
Blind Uncle Harry is the stage name for Chris 'Harry' Doran a critically acclaimed singer songwriter based in Bloomington, Indiana. He took the name Blind Uncle Harry from his actual great Uncle Harry, who was indeed blind and was a fiddle player. Harry specializes in hillbilly hippie shreddin' folk rock, featuring raucous live shows with audience sing alongs and extended solos. ... more
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