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Move Along: Volume One

by Terrible

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1.
Plank Row 02:16
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Rather be in Michigan, midst all hail and rain Than for to be in Nashville, boys, wearing the ball and chain I won’t get drunk no more I won’t get drunk no more Won’t get drunk no more Way down the old Plank Row Liquored up in Times Square, almost suicide I just don’t understand why people pay for this fuckin’ ride Been from coast to coast oh lord knows I drank my fill Tell me where your hovel is and I’ll go and drain your still The road back east is winding with mountains in the sky Sure am glad I’m not behind the wheel with twin moons on the rise Dony, oh dear Dony, why do you treat me so? Caused me to wear the ball and chain and now my ankles sore On the road back home, oh lord, my head’s in such a spin Find myself an unlocked door but this ain’t my home I’m in
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91' Ford Machine 04:39
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Been up all night rattlin’ them chains Making that ruckus again Baby you know I need my rest I wish you’d stop shaking your head You’d feel better honey, just come back to bed Spent all day digging a hole to bury that past And I don’t know where you’re going When you’re gone I’ll be sorry for ever knowing your name Got a 91’ Ford Machine Got a 91’ Ford machine She runs all right when I can afford that gasoline You know the keys are hung on the wall You know the keys are hung on the wall Take for a ride honey, but please don’t forget to call It’s a mile and a quarter to and from work It’s a mile and a quarter before and after dark You know I gotta make it on foot Ever since you took my Ford on the move It’s a long old way to come home alone Got a 91’ Ford machine Got a 91’ Ford machine She runs alright when I can afford that gasoline You know the keys are hung on the wall You know the keys are hung on the wall Take for a ride honey, but please don’t forget to call
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What I Damn Well Please 02:53
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If yesterday skips or repeats Throw your body in the street Light a dollar bill at the bar Don’t sell your guitar I’ll do what I damn well please Blood and bones And a spirit home All you’ll ever need Like a bear on a stream I’ll do what I damn well please You once agreed that life is brief I’ll do what I damn well please
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Hammer 04:42
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My hammer’s at home, but my shotgun is loaded in the foyer With three last rounds while the crowd breaks down the barricade Hear Jockey Full of Bourbon on the stereo replay Mutiny and a terrible panic on the promenade I been knocked out on the floor before Johnny Walker is talking to me through the hallway door Your sisters and mothers and fathers and brothers tonight remain unseen So my dear child won’t you follow me through this television screen? The stars are marked, it’s three in the morning, I’m walking alone Paint boot stroke neon, cast streetlight shadows, just a strolling Van Gogh Sign stops my eye reads “this world is not my home” Hung round the neck of a man in the corner on a trombone The sky is falling and I’m mauling on my enemies Each decent man is one by one deceased I harden and laugh and pardon all felonies Pardon me, I did not know my grin brought on the police My hammer’s at home, but my shotgun is loaded in the foyer With three last rounds while the crowd breaks down this barricade Where, where do I go? Fly, fly away home
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Sunny Day 04:39
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It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard My baby says loves gotten too damn hard Well thunder clouds please won’t you roll Said thunder clouds please won’t you roll Force that river over the banks, driving from my baby’s door I gave her sugar for sugar, but she wants salt for salt I gave her sugar for sugar, but she wants salt for salt If you can’t get along now, it’s your own damn fault Goin’ out to east Texas where them thunder clouds don’t go Goin’ out to east Texas where them thunder heads don’t show If those storm clouds find me to west Texas I could go It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard My baby says loving me is too damn hard It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard It’s a sunny day, but it’s rainin’ hard My baby says loving me is too damn hard
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Turn It Around 03:47
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Well I’m almost of whiskey, just about out of friends I used to have a good old lady to kiss me and now she won’t let me in I get her answering machine, such an awful sound She’s the reason I been kicked out of every bar in town I'm gonna turn it around, Gonna turn it around tonight I'm gonna get that woman flowers Make everything alright So I went to the florist to see what’s kicking in her bed She said I'm out of roses and all them violets are dead She said bugs got the carnations and all them daffodils I said if I don't do something tonight that woman's gonna have me killed I'm gonna turn it around Gonna turn it around tonight I'm gonna get that woman chocolate Make everything alright So I went to the candy store, but the door was locked Just inside the window there was a little heart shaped box Before I could even stop and think what the hell is wrong with me I took a crowbar to that windowpane went running on down the street I'm gonna turn it around, Gonna turn it around tonight See I got my woman chocolates Make everything alright I’m gonna get that woman’s door with chocolates in my hand She opened the door said get the hell out of here I said woman I’m your man Said you know I love you baby, so what’s it gonna be Just then the cops rolled up guns out screaming son you gotta come with me I tried to turn it around Tried to turn it around tonight See I got that woman chocolates Now they got me wearing stripes See I got my woman chocolates Now I’m sharing a cell with big bad Bubba tonight
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All Along 04:22
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Cumulus, a goodbye kiss Free Coca-Cola and I’m gone A window seat, no plans no friends to meet Just the moon and me when I land Won’t hold no hand, I’ll be gone Won’t hold no hand, I’ll be gone All along I been gone Diamond ring at the bottom of the drawer Never seen nor worn, just a souvenir I been singing to the wall Tarring feathers to the posters I don’t feel no holy ghost here I could use some gasoline I won’t be seen, I’ll be gone I won’t be seen, I’ll be gone Take that diamond ring to a pawnshop in the rain Get five hundred dollars to spend I could tell the sun, risin’ on the highway The twisted tale of my day, or maybe just a joke I could buy a rowboat, write some notes Put on a winter coat and sail away Won’t be afraid, won’t be afraid Won’t be afraid, I’ll be gone Won’t be afraid, I’ll be gone All along, I been gone All along, I been gone
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Tell Me, Oh Tell Me 05:17
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Tell me oh tell me, where do you go When you leave in the evenings from your high painted window Cause I'd stand there for hours and I'd stand there for days Just trying to find a way to your heart's inner maze Said you didn't love no vagrants, so I got me some work Down at the courthouse as a lowly clerk But I could haven't your time and I couldn't have your smile Cause I was more like a crocodile in wait in the Nile Then I worked in the parlor and I played in the band Couldn't get close enough to ever take hold of your hand Fell off a freight train, fell down walking the line Fell in some whiskey and I damn near died Tell me, oh tell me where do you go When you leave in the evening from your high painted window Down on the corner, died in the street Don't see nobody just the police and me If you would just lend me your lily white hand Think we could find our way to the promised land But you gave me no answer and you gave no reply So I loaded my shotgun and I'm waiting for you outside Tell me, oh tell me just where do you go When you leave in the evenings from your high painted window When you leave in the evening from your high painted window
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Shortnin' Bread 03:12
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Teach me to make that shortnin' bread uh-huh Teach me to make that shortnin' bread uh-huh Teach me to make that shortnin' bread or better yet let me sleep in your bed, uh-huh Teach me to make that coffee black and strong Teach me to make that coffee black and strong If you teach me to make that coffee strong I'll sing you all my jailbird songs, uh-huh Teach me to sing them good time tunes oh yeah Teach me to sing them good time tunes oh yeah If you teach me to sing them good time tunes I'll teach you how to howl the blues uh-huh Teach me to make that shortnin' bread uh-huh Teach me to make that shortnin' bread uh-huh Teach me to make that shortnin' bread or better yet let me sleep in your bed, uh-huh
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Biographer 06:25
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Silver trees Or is that snow perched upon the leaves? Desert air I can’t recall how I got here Florida bridge Where the ghosts do sleep I also make my bed Headlight fog Has dawn arrived already or has this slumber left me lost? My biographer is dead And my life has finally began No more questions in his skull As far as I could tell, he lost the words to tell A moonlit sky On Coney Island all alone at night Dip my toe in the beach And I’m hopin’ that the cops don’t smell my weed Smoke and lies Well time is slow but she’s on my side A long ol’ ride Whether you’re on the road or locked up deep inside My biographer is dead And my life has finally began No more questions in his skull As far as I could tell, he lost the words to tell These dreams at night got me screamin’ at everyone I love I’m hopin’ and I’m eager with my teeth all tangled up I don’t mind what they’re saying But I just can’t go on living this a way My biographer is dead And my life has finally began Lonely waves on a rainy coast I can tell you how it feels to be a living ghost The jailhouse pit They took my money, my guitar, and my cigarettes I lost the bet But it don’t matter no more, I don’t owe no rent Say goodnight And maybe I’ll see you in the morning light If I’m out by then From Atlantic to Pacific I warn you all things end My biographer is dead And my life has finally began No one has to know my name I can come and go and leave just the same My biographer is dead And my life has finally began
11.
Ambulance 04:24
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The ambulance has stalled Lay me down on the road side Seems a fittin' place to die For a man as I Could you tell the medic Make them sirens quit I could use some peace and quiet I could use some peace and quiet Is that a stream I hear way yonder Could use a cool drink of water But I can't go to father No I can't go to father Comb my hair and button my vest Fold my hands crossed my chest Can't face St. Peter like this Can't face St. Peter a mess That highway 51 is cruel And she ain't sufferin' fools The ambulance has stalled Lay me down on the road side Seems a fittin' place to die For a man as I
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Pistol 03:51
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I died tonight like I died in years before My true love she just don’t understand Speeding through the Texas panhandle with love on my mind I can’t understand what it means to be alive If you have any doubts Put the pistol back into your mouth Lay the barrel on the felt of the table Feelin’ ready, feelin’ able I suppose that you dialed my phone at the right time Here we are, both alive If you have any doubts Put the pistol back into your mouth If you want to be someone new Drive that bullet through and through No bottle of rum, no fifth of whiskey Could teach me what it means to be free So I thank you my old friend, I’ll be with you til’ the end Or til’ death teaches us it’s pretend If you have any doubts Put the pistol back into your mouth If you want to be someone new Drive that bullet through and through If you have any doubts Put the pistol back into your mouth
13.
Henderson Chapman 02:47
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Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty There’s a war going on, there’s a war going on Henderson Chapman well you been busy You're sowin’ Charley Patton and the sheik of Mississippi, c’mon Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty Henderson Chapman well you been busy You're sowin’ Charley Patton and the sheik of Mississippi, c’mon Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty Well you’re pre-war, post-war, right in the middle Spendin’ all your time in Mississippi teachin’ fiddle Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty Got a dick full of blues and a loin full of rhythm Oh Henderson Chapman, you’re the one to give em’ Henderson Chapman you know I come right back home to you Henderson Chapman that’s what I’m gonna do Henderson Chapman thinkin’ bout Atlanty Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty, yeah Henderson Chapman you been busy Sowin’ Charley Patton and the sheik of Mississippi, c’mon Henderson Chapman dreamin’ bout Atlanty
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Dead & Gone 05:18
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When I’m gone, when I’m dead and gone Tell the undertaker to please lower me down slow When I’m buried, when I’m dead and buried Don’t forget to call my name into the stone When I’m still, when I’m dead and still Dig my grave with an iron spade When I’m cold, when I’m dead and cold See to it lord that my digger gets well paid When I’m gone, when I’m dead and gone Tell the undertaker to please lower me down slow When I’m buried, when I’m dead and buried Don’t forget to carve my name into the stone
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I'm So Depressed 11:27
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I was born during the hard depression day, oh my lord In July in south Georgia Where the sun ran hot as a blaze My folks was sharecroppers And at the end of the year We had nothing, we had nothing We had nothing but grasshoppers Looking back over my life Oh lord, I’m so depressed Help me somebody, I need some rest Oh lord, I’m so depressed Every boy needs a girl Every girl needs a boy I am a boy so full of love I have no one to hold my hand Tell me how long must I wander Tell me how long must I cry Will there be someone, someone to wipe Dry the tears from my eyes C’mon baby, rub my head Rub my head while I lay down in this bed Kiss me, kiss me baby Til’ I feel alright, til’ I feel alright Til’ I feel alright, til’ I feel alright Looking back over my life Oh lord, I’m so depressed Help me somebody, I need some rest Oh lord, I’m so depressed Looking back over my life Oh lord, I’m so depressed Help me somebody, I need some rest Oh lord, I’m so depressed

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released April 25, 2013

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