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Follow Buffalo
02:48
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Medicine man told me to go, follow south the trail of buffalo.
To listen to the muscle and bone.
Know your love is your home.
I'm not running away, I'm standing in a new age.
The ice is melting away, new eyes in an old face.
Walking along with stones in my shoes,
its a silent path, and its split in two.
I hunt along the river shores.
I strip down naked and swim through doors.
I'm not running away, I'm standing in a new age.
The ice is melting away, new eyes in an old face.
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Barge Captian
01:37
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Rode my bike down to the river,
with my lunch and a book.
Sat on a slab of concrete,
and watched the barges passing by.
Oh Barge Captain, sing a song for me.
Turn to face the trees, pushing coal down the big Ohio.
Gonna grow my beard and wear a stocking cap.
live free upon the river between Louisville and Cincinnati.
Barge Captain, thats what they'll call me.
When I turn to face the trees, pushing coal down the big Ohio.
Oh, a Barge Captain.
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Spirit of the Night
03:12
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The Spirit of the night falls, and wraps the windows up.
The salt upon our shoes dry the wooden floors.
The starless cold night sky, it stretches out in space.
The smoke from the cigarette, stretches out and waits.
You mustn't treat your heart wrong... No no no.
You mustn't treat your heart wrong.
Cold legs wrapped in long johns.
And laughter from across the pond.
My wife and child sleep in bed.
Cold legs wrapped in long johns.
And there's crying from across the stones.
My wife and child sleep in bed.
You mustn't treat your heart wrong... No no no.
You mustn't treat your heart wrong.
The starless cold night sky, it stretches out in space.
The smoke from the cigarette, stretches out and waits.
The Spirit of the night falls, and wraps the windows up.
The salt upon our shoes dry the wooden floors.
The salt upon our shoes dry the wooden floors.
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I took my love to the particle collider, to see the atoms ignite,
we heard the whine of a million little pieces, caught in a holy light.
I took my love to the particle collider, to see the center of the universe.
We felt the warmth of a million little pieces. Was it a blessing or a curse?
Thats when i saw it there...
Thats when I saw...
The light... Coming through.
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When I Become an Old Man
03:11
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When I become an old man, and I burn through every cliche.
My pants, I will wear cuffed.
and my hair, I will wear gray.
And in the basement i'll have a workshop with jars of nails and string
and at night by the lamp light i'm gonna build somethings.
When I become and old man,
I will wave to everyone I see.
I'll have chocolate in my pocket
and insoles on my feet.
And in the basement i'll have a workshop with jars of nails and string
and at night by the lamp light i'm gonna build somethings.
Its alright, Its alright.. Its a natural thing.
Its alright,,, Its a natural process.
When I become an old man,
I hope that I will understand.
I will hold the hands of my grandchildren as I walk down the street.
And in the basement i'll have a workshop with jars of nails and string
and at night by the lamp light i'm gonna build somethings.
I'm not afraid.
When i become an old man, I'm gonna hold your hand.
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King Tut's Blue Heaven
02:28
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King Tut bought himself an aeroplane, to get himself to Waikiki.
But in the middle of the night over the Pacific.
That plane went down into the sea.
Now he's doing the King Tut Strut.
And that black box recorder,
it went down to the bottom of the sea.
and went the found it, in hieroglyphics all it said was,
"Don't you worry 'bout me. 'cause i'm doing the King Tut Strut."
Oh, but that King was determined,
so he swam as hard as he could.
and he found that little island, little blue heaven.
And he went out surfing.
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I loaded film in the camera,
and warmed up the brain ray,
going in your head on vacation, just to visit, not to stay...
Your head, your head. I promise to make the bed!
I saw oceans and deserts, and farmers planting beans.
I saw a man by the river painting a chapel scene.
and love, OH LOVE! So much love,
I always knew, but couldn't imagine!
Your heart is an engine! Your heart is an engine!
So i hiked the mountains in your head,
and had the tuna tar tar.
I ordered the cold beer and bellied up to the bar.
Your head, your head. I promise to make the bed!
I watched you learn to walk, and I watched your very first cry.
I saw when we met and I saw our first kiss.
and love, OH LOVE! SO MUCH LOVE!
I always knew, but couldn't imagine!
Your heart is an engine! Your heart is an engine!!
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Lord Have Mercy
03:05
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Lord, fill me up with love and peace in my heart,
pump it through my blood and shoot it out my arms.
Oh Lord, i can hear the birds singing and I can feel the sun.
I thank you for my life and all that you have done.
But have mercy, sweet mercy. When I worry.
Oh mercy, sweet mercy, when I worry.
Like a blanket in the night, I need that sweet loving light.
Oh early in the morning I followed you into the pines.
I called him and he hears me. Oh all I need is shelter.
Walk by my side and take this burden from my hands.
Oh Mercy, sweet mercy, when I worry.
Oh Mercy, sweet mercy, when I worry.
Lord, when i'm in trouble, keep my out of the shadows.
Oh I know you've been good to me. Take my hand.
I can hear the birds singing, I can feel the sun.
I thank you for my life, and all you've done.
But have mercy, when i worry...
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Meet You in the Trees
02:10
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Into the trees.
Into the forest,
to watch the clouds pass through leaves.
Into the lake.
Into the water,
to clean our skin, and find some peace.
Someday i'll meet you in the trees. Someday i'll meet you in the trees.
And over the fence.
And into the garden, we'll eat carrots we picked,
straight from the dirt...
And into the snow,
to feel the cold.
I lost a child I'll never hold.
and someday, I'll meet you in the trees.
Someday I'll meet you in the trees.
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Justin North Louisville, Kentucky
Justin North began writing and recording in the Midwest around 1996.
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