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I Must Confess
02:53
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Yes, I must confess
My life is an utter mess
A running contradiction
For lack of better explanation
Yes, I must confess
My life is an utter mess
Turning in circles
Getting sick of the changing views
I keep tiptoeing around
Always seem to be losing ground
I’ve fallen so far behind
I can never see what’s coming
I keep tiptoeing around
Always seem to be losing ground
Trying to catch up
To wherever you might be going
I woke up this morning
Watched you boxing up your sorrow
Or maybe I was only dreaming
Someone else’s messed up dream
I woke up this morning
Watched you boxing up your sorrow
Tossing out all the memories
That you no longer cared to share
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2. |
Oscar's Christmas Lament
02:13
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Well I dream about a warm pisspot in the morning
And Christmas dinner , a can of oily sardines
A warm Brooklyn beer in the switching yard
To wash down a pack of stale saltines
And I’m waiting on a train
Going to leave my troubles behind
Head out west to California
Where they say the sun shine all the time
Little boys grow up to be old hobos
They drink and ramble until they’re toothless and gray
Sit around shivering between boxcars
Playing gin rummy on a cold Christmas Day.
And I’m waiting on a train
Going to leave my troubles behind
Head out west to California
Where they say the sun shine all the time
Well I miss my mama & my daddy
And I miss my little brother Willie too
He hung himself in the old smokehouse
Over a girl that he hardly knew
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3. |
Biloxi Blues
02:55
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Here we go again
Drowning in this stormy sea
Wish we could swim away
Just you and me
But Biloxi’s flooded
From all this hurricane rain
God is there no shelter
From all this misery and pain
Train whistle blowing
Like some old country song
Our hearts have been broken
All the good times gone
Sing us a tune
From the bottom of your heart
Keep us strong
As others fall apart
Give us some refuge
While the storm winds blow
A roof to keep us dry
Where ever we may go
Train whistle blowing
Like some old country song
Our hearts have been broken
All the good times gone
All the good times gone
All the good times gone
They’re begging for mercy in Gulfport
Floating upside down in Diamond Head
Someone swore they just saw Jesus
Trying to raise up the lost souls of the dead
All the good times gone
All the good times gone
All the good times gone
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You think I’m crazy
Well I think so too
But if I think too much
I become just like you
Well you don’t have to shout it
I don’t want to think about it
Say what you want
Whatever it is you feel
I don’t want to think about it
No, I don’t want to think about it
Say what you want
Whatever it is you feel
Was that me weaving?
Across that hard yellow line
Were you crying out for mercy?
Was I that far out of my mind?
Well you don’t have to shout it
I don’t want to think about it
Say what you want
Whatever it is you feel
I don’t want to think about it
No, I don’t want to think about it
Say what you want
Whatever it is you feel
Between me and you
These feelings run deep
But I made some promises
That I just can’t keep
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5. |
How Do You Get Through
03:39
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Well Christmas can be the saddest day
If you’re all alone, watching children play
See her footprints still frozen in the snow
And where she’s gone…. you don’t know
Weekend’s gone, Monday’s here
No one wishing you good cheer
So you end up at the bar drinking beer
Talking to yourself like she’s still here
And how do you get through?
To someone you thought you knew
Well you know it’s hard to do
If that someone don’t love you…anymore
Well New Year’s Eve just come & goes
You wake up scrambled, wearing last year’s clothes
You’d like a drink of water but the pipes have froze
And where she’s gone…. you don’t know
Christmas tree thrown in the middle of the street
Sidewalk covered in dirty ice and sleet
Children laughing on their way to school
Probably poking fun at some lovesick fool
And how do you get through?
To someone you thought you knew
Well you know it’s hard to do
If that someone don’t love you…anymore
Afternoon comes & you crawl out of bed
Whiskey’s gone so you smoke a joint instead
Your mind’s kind of gummy & running slow
And where’s she gone…. you don’t know
There’s a sad old song playing inside your head
Leaves you regretting all the things you never said
Another day of suffering, one more night alone
Heartache a part of you like skin and bone
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6. |
Everybody's Hurting
02:16
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Everybody’s hurting
I’m think it’s true, I’m pretty certain
There’s so much pain that we can never quell
One man’s heaven just another man’s hell
Everybody’s hurting
Shut the door and close those curtains
They say too much sunlight is bad for you
Well I think too much darkness must be too.
Everybody’s hurting
Don’t you find it a little disconcerting?
Seeing people doing the things they do
People like me and people like you
Everybody’s hurting
The circuits jammed and no longer working
The whole wide world seems to be broken
Nothing left but prayers and good luck tokens
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7. |
Inside Out
03:07
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You wanted something
You wanted anything
A kiss in the backseat
From a pretty little thing
A first place finish
An honorable mention
But all you got
Was juvenile detention
And you’re inside out
And you’re outside in
You’re going down
And you can’t swim
And you’re inside out
You’re playing a game
That you can’t win
A crown of thorns
Another losing ticket
Here’s your consolation
Would you like to kiss it?
You’re underwater
And I think you’re sinking
Why did you piss on the life guard?
What were you thinking?
And you’re inside out
And you’re outside in
You’re going down
And you can’t swim
And you’re inside out
And you’re outside in
You’re playing a game
That you can’t win
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8. |
A Good Talking To
03:59
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Well I went out last night
And I made an ass of myself again
You know I’m the eighth wonder in this world
It’s a miracle that I still have any friends.
And when I stumbled home this morning
Well you already knew
Who I’d been with last night
& how I got this mud caked to my pants & shoes.
All my friends say it so obvious
Yet I don’t seem to have a clue
And Darling I guess you’ve been right all along
It’s time I gave myself a good talking to.
Well when you’re so lost in your past
It’s hard to see the slightest glimmer of light
I’ve been down in this ditch so long
It’s hard to remember what the sun looks like.
Well you smelled the whiskey on my breath
And heard the glass shatter against the wall
When I offered you the best of my love
You said that wasn’t any kind of love at all
All my friends say it so obvious
Yet I don’t seem to have a clue
And Darling I guess you’ve been right all along
It’s time I gave myself a good talking to
It’s time to quit this running around in circles
I need to start walking in a straight line
And try to keep my eyes wide open
Instead of stumbling around this town half blind
I swear I’m going to set this record straight
I’m going to pull myself on through
I’ll walk barefoot over these shards of broken glass
And become the man that you once knew
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9. |
My Friend Jim
02:49
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I went to see my friend Jim
Living on the other side of ordinary
Making whirlybirds and kaleidoscopes
A Picasso wearing rabbit ears
Don’t let them take him away
I went to see my friend Jim
Getting high behind the Church of Christ
Listening to cicadas and radio static
A Hank Williams on the lost highway
Don’t let them take him away
My friend Jim
Do you know him?
The chances are slim
He’s outside looking in
My friend Jim
I went to see my friend Jim
Living in an abandoned camper trailer
Humming show tunes and dancing in circles
A Fred Astaire without his Ginger Rodgers
Don’t let them take him away
I went to see my friend Jim
Running between the sirens and sorrows
Haunted by ghosts and circuit court judges
A Dylan Thomas for model drinkers
Don’t let them take him away
My friend Jim
Do you know him?
The chances are slim
He’s outside looking in
My friend Jim
Don’t let them take him away
Don’t let them take him away
Don’t let them take him away
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10. |
Little Liar
03:22
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Little liar with your lipstick glow
You sent a text to let me know
That you were leaving
What a way to start a day
Reading the words you didn’t have the guts to say
To my face
Little liar, you’ve got the kick of a mule
I’m pretty dumb but I’m no one’s fool
But I’m still breathing
You’re probably think I’m wishing I was dead
But it’s more like I wish I’d stayed in bed
This morning
Little liar with your tight blue jeans
Little liar you’re such low rent queen….little liar
Little liar with your nervous laugh
Little liar you’re just crook in my path….little liar
Little liar with the bat of your eye
You’re probably thinking that I’m asking myself why
You are leaving
Well I’m hurting but it’s not like you think
Last night I had way too much to drink
In anticipation
Little liar with your inflated ego
You’ll be deflated when you finally know
That I’m still standing
Cause breakfast for one is cheaper than two
I feel a whole a lot better without the weight of you
Around my shoulders
Little liar with your tight blue jeans
Little liar you’re such low rent queen….little liar
Little liar with your nervous laugh
Little liar you’re just a crook in my path…little liar
Little liar why’d you wait so long
Little liar I’m so happy you’re gone….little liar
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11. |
If You Don't Love Me
03:29
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I see myself
When I was young
Pale blue eyes
Razor sharp tongue
Whatever happened?
It’s hard to say
But if you need answers
You better step up and pay
If you want me
Then please say so
But if you don’t care
Just tell me no
One hand says nothing
The other whispers misery
How can I love you?
When I don’t love me
Sometimes I hate myself
For just being me
A heart so blind
It just can’t see
A day of reckoning
A night that won’t end
I’d tell you the whole story
If I knew where to begin
So Morning Glory
Here’s my news
I just struck the match
That lit the fuse
They’re on their knees
Searching for the clues
Just another sad case
Of the same old blues
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12. |
I'm Gone
03:13
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Like Amelia Earhart
Like a shot of pure dope
Like the promise of eternal salvation
Like the last vestige of hope
I’m gone
Yes, I’m gone
I’m gone
Yes I’m gone
And I’m not coming
Back again
Like Blind Willie Johnson
Like a shooting star
Like a broken fucking record
Like John Lee Hooker’s guitar
I’m gone
Yes, I’m gone
I’m gone
Yes I’m gone
And I’m not coming
Back again
Like Townes Van Zant
Like that pretty Jackie O
Like the green light in Gatsby
Like the vacant eyes of everyone I know
I’m gone
Yes, I’m gone
I’m gone
Yes, I’m gone
And I’m not coming
Back again
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Hadnot Creek Charlottesville, Virginia
Hadnot Creek is the moniker of Charlottesville singer songwriter Robert Sawrey with a rotating cast of members and guests including Zach Samel, Lee & Tyler Sargent and Ben Laderberg. Their first two albums, garnered critical praise from such publications as Americana UK (9 out of 10) and Glide Magazine. Their third album, Long Gone, featuring Ben Laderberg will be released in February 24th, 2023. ... more
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