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They say Fellini was dying
And she bums a cigarette
Pretends not to know me
But I know that wicked smile
And those lips, they are so sweet
And some farmers brought down the moon
There’s a voice at the bottom of the well
Where the water, it’s so cold
I've been getting drunk in the afternoons
Yeah, I think I’m going home now
They say Fellini was dying
Saw you on 6th Avenue
Another man’s life
Now another man's rose
They said Fellini was dying
When I saw you
Another man’s wife
Now another man knows
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Marfa
04:15
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Marfa, you ain’t guilty
Tell you the truth about me
Spent some time in jail
I stole money because I was hungry
Met murderers and gamblers
Met dealers and weak men
No Marfa, you ain’t guilty
Because nobody is
And there is no reason
But there is a wall
On it’s written “rejection”
Now I feel so cold
And this is all a movie
I learned how to lie
Martin is my third name
I just lost my eyes
Oh, I think of my mama
Why don’t she come and take me
Well that rooster never crows
Every failure was a knife
But that was long ago
This is all a movie
I just learned to lie
Martin is my third name
I just lost my eyes
This is all a movie
I just learned to lie
Martin is my third name
I just lost my eyes
Marfa, you ain’t guilty
Tell you the truth about me
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Long Tall Man
03:27
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20% wine all of the time
Three months in a hospital
Burning his mind
Until he can’t remember
What he forgot
Don’t know if I’m good or bad
Just nothing but what you tell me
She had a gift for taking things away
So please tell me some precious things
Like when I was a boy,
And I was the new kid
I drink my fill in the morning
Bring me a little mercy
Long tall man
Can’t go home that a-way
burning nothing but bad gasoline
Suzanne, I don’t know you so well
But if he loves you, I love you too
You can’t go home today, girl
You ain’t going home
You can’t go home today, girl
You ain’t going home
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California Divorce
03:25
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In came the goldfish
In the black, black mud
You’re standing in the doorway
In your blue dress
Ain’t gonna be no California divorce
I had a child
I had a son
There go Tiny Lazarus
In a black, black hearse
Way past the freeway
Just shovels and dirt
Ain’t gonna be no California divorce
Ain’t gonna be no California divorce
I had a child
I had a son
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The Letter Reader
04:05
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She reads the letters
Decides which ones to let through
Which ones to send home unopened
Some news is too hard to take
Better no words than ones like these
A man can bend, and a man can crumble
It takes a special eye to know
What makes him break in two
Well, there’s a pint in my mattress
And Charlie always prays for suicides
Saved up those blue pills under his tongue
And then he ate them all one night
Heard the ambulance
As it pulled away, driving slow
Just a cardboard box with his suit and his shoes
He came back looking the same way
With that look in his eye
I’ll see you in church he said
I got nothing on my mind he said
Well, I got you on my mind I said
We ain’t getting out of here ‘til it’s time
His time isn’t over
You’ll never see him again
His wife died, then he drank himself blind
Where are you going
I’ll be back soon
Oh, he killed them all with an axe so small
That sank to the bottom of the river
Yes, it lies at the bottom of the river
Close your doors, close your windows
Close your doors, close your windows
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Sebastopol
05:05
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Charlie’s out back talking trash
Not every story’s got a hero
You still got that Mona Lisa smile
Least that’s what they tell me
Last night I met the man in the blue suit
Said he walked with the angels
Sometimes I wake up to forget
That I fell in love with a mystery girl
Sebastopol is waiting
There’s a light in the window
That I pray is for me
Oh, will you ride
Ride that train with me
Will you abide
Well my boy, he would be ten now
But he’s in the cold, cold ground
They say that true love, it never fails
And even God, he makes mistakes
Well you know I’ve made a few
Careful what you pray for
Because every road it’s got its toll
Oh, will you ride
Ride that train with me
Will you abide
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I was a killer
And I’m your brother
And I am so tired
Of looking over my shoulder
I’m so tired of looking at you
Maybe you’re a better man
Than you think that you are
That’s what she said
Have you ever seen grace
With those great big blue eyes
So hush, hush little baby
Don't say a word
I’m so sorry
Papa's gonna buy you a jailbird
All the looking glasses
Yeah, they are all broken
And if those birds forget how to sing
You’re my only sweet, sweet girl
In this wretched world
Well it’s a Friday night
There’s a man knocking at my door
He come to tell me
The road to the shepherd is through the sheep
Oh Lord, just make me brave
Oh Lord, just give me back some time
Oh Lord, just take back my face
Give it to a better man
And don’t say a word
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Stone Blind Rain
03:50
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Will I ever see you again
Am I really going
What’ll happen then
I loved and I died
What more can a man say
That’s all we do
We love and we die
They’ll bury me in Potter’s Field
Under a stone with no name
And I wonder
Will you whistle when you pass
And whisper my name
Just ate my last meal
And I feel nothing
It left a stain on my sleeve
Falling from grace
Is that grace falling from the sky
They’re putting up a new schoolhouse
That I’ll never see
They say the sun’s out today
And then they say it's gonna rain
You call that stone blind rain
You call it stone blind rain
They say the sun’s out today
They say it’s a good day to die
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Mascara
05:14
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That ain’t mascara in the rain
That’s just you on a Sunday
I ain’t looking, looking for mercy
Take as long as you need
I’d be just as happy
If they take me out back
It’s time for me to pay the price
I liked living outside the law
I never did anything to a child
They can take me down there
Or they can shoot me right here
That ain’t mascara in the rain
That’s just you on a Sunday
It ain’t gonna make any difference
You can do anything for a year
For your sister or your brother
He ain’t wild like me
They don’t kill them in Nevada
Unless they agree
I ain’t going to court to help you die
I want some relief
I want them to know the same joy
Tell them a good story
Then walk out on that story
That ain’t mascara in the rain
That’s just you on a Sunday
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10. |
Kodachrome Shangri-La
04:40
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I remember his face that night
He asked me, will I ever see Shangri-La
Hey little brother what’s that under your coat
One down, and six to go
Gonna set it all on fire
That’s what they said on channel 2
Take a left on Mercado for me
Frankenstein was the name of the doctor
The monster had no name
I ain’t asking to be forgiven
Because we did nothing wrong
Papa said you better fucking run
Well, I set your Appaloosa free
No, I ain’t going to hell
I’m just going home
He only sang other people’s songs
And there ain’t no more Kodachrome
Firecrackers on your anniversary
There ain’t no questions, so tell me no lies
Another good man goes down
And all the cameras were watching
I remember his face that night
He asked me, will I ever see Shangri-La
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Wallflower’s Surprise
04:25
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Never been to Graceland
The king is dead,
Long live the king
Delilah, they can burn my eyes out
I won’t make a sound
Ain’t no angels
Ain’t 72 virgins
Dog days
Salad days
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
So, you asked what did I learn
Nothing woman, nothing at all
Except the feel of your breath on my neck
On a summer night
With the moon driving so slow
You’re the wallflower’s surprise
Ain’t no angel
There ain’t no more time
Dog days
Salad days
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
Heaven get behind me
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Martin Ruby
Martin Ruby is a Roots/Americana band led by singer and multi-instrumentalist Marco North.
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