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Well, I just can't keep from crying sometimes
Well, I just can't keep from crying sometimes
When my heart is filled with sorrow and my eyes are filled with tears
I just can't keep from crying sometimes
My mother often told me, don’t you throw your life away
Nothing is your own, nothing’s here to stay
But I'm on the King's Highway, yes I'm on the King's Highway
I just can't keep from crying sometimes
No I just can't keep from crying sometimes
Well, I just can't keep from crying sometimes
When my heart is full of sorrow and my eyes are filled with tears
I just can't keep from crying sometimes
Well it hurt when she first left me, I grieved a little while
But I said it did not matter, and I hid behind a smile
But now that I am older, I’m ashamed of what I told her
I just can't keep from crying sometimes
No I just can't keep from crying sometimes
Well, I just can't keep from crying sometimes
When my heart is full of sorrow and my eyes are filled with tears
I just can't keep from crying sometimes
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Chickens
01:58
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How many chickens does the landlord eat?
How many chickens does the landlord need?
How many children does the landlord feed?
Can’t be more than two or three
So why can’t the landlord leave any chickens for me?
How many cows does the landlord want?
How many cows does he already got?
What’s he gonna do with the whole damn lot?
What’s he gonna do when they tramp on his seeds?
So why can’t the landlord leave any cows for me?
Why can’t the landlord leave any cows for me?
Oh me, oh mum
He’ll get his when it comes
He’ll get his when it comes
How many pigs does the landlord take?
How many pigs does the landlord bake?
What’s he gonna do when they get trapped in the mud?
What’s he gonna do when they fight and they fuss?
Why’s can’t the landlord leave any pigs for us?
Why can’t the landlord leave any cows for me?
Why can’t the landlord leave any chickens for me?
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Seabird
03:18
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Well it’s the last few hours for the volunteers
Last few hours before they ship on out of here
Satan is Italian and he’s walking the earth
Feels like my fingers are turning into dirt
So won’t you put a nickel in the seabird's eye
Make sure to play it loud enough to make it alright
Well it’s the Dipsy Doodle down on Beale Street
There’s no escape from tomorrow no escape from the heat
My girlfriend she’s big boned and she’s true
She’s all I need forever I’m telling you
So won’t you put a nickel in the seabird's eye
Make sure to play it loud enough to save my life
Before I fly across the ocean my dear
So won’t you put a nickel in the seabird's eye
Tomorrow night a sergeant's gonna sing my lullaby
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Oh My Stars
01:56
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I'm on route and I’m on time
Your forgiveness will soon be mine
One of these mornings I'll make you proud
Oh my stars
Don’t cross me now
A yellow jacket comes to stop
On my bottle of soda pop
Crawls down the neck
And won't come out
Oh my stars
Don’t cross me now
I've been dreaming
About where I'll go
and it's a place
I can't wait to know
The morning papers
they scream and shout
Oh my stars
Don’t cross me now
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Million Years
02:57
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Smoke in the air and the pigs on the spit
She’s already dressed for it
And a pretty young boy is hanging by his neck
He never even learned about fear
I wouldn’t miss it
Miss it in a million years
Big John Sullivan stung by a bee
Said, “Why these things always happen to me?”
Spends an hour and a half hiding up in a tree
When he comes down everybody cheers
I wouldn’t miss it
Miss it in a million years
And the lady wants to know
Has anyone ever known greater wealth?
And I love her so much I believe it myself
Dirt in the liquor and ash in the wine
All these people and I don’t mind
So many places and so little time
But it’s all happening here
I wouldn’t miss it
Miss it in a million years
The banjo player is burning out a tic
He begs for the ladies to show off a little tit
When they do he says he appreciates it
He’s laughing through his tears
I wouldn’t miss it
Miss it in a million years
And the lady wants to know
Has anyone ever known greater wealth?
And I love her so much I believe it myself
My first cousin is sittin’ on a log
Waiting for his lady to come along
Singing ‘Bring me a little water Sylvie
Bring me a little water now
Bring me a little water Sylvie
Every little once in a while’
Someone who shouldn’t goes and gets behind the wheel
Gets stuck in the mud and the tires squeal
Gets out of the car and losses his meal
Says “why you people staring at me like deers?”
I wouldn’t miss it
Miss it in a million years
And the lady wants to know
Has anyone ever known greater wealth?
And I love her so much I believe it myself
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Baby I put this town in my back pocket
But the words I sing tonight are bound to fall
Somewhere between the folds
Of Armstrong’s Bought and Sold
Baby I put this town back with them all
Lady I don’t expect that you’ll be able
To hold a place open in your arms
But I’ve if ever going through my wallet
And find your number baby I might call it
You know that it wouldn’t be so wrong
Baby I put this town in my back pocket
But the truck I’m riding in is bound to stall
With the driver all drug addled
Not worried about the windows he’s rattled
Baby I put this town back with them all
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Dead mall
02:54
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My baby’s got bug bites on her ankles and her toes
She can’t help scratching when the wind don’t blow
So we go inside where it’s nice and quiet
There’s no Orange Julius or any of that kind of shit
There’s no J.C Penny’s or Gap Kids
Just silence and that is all
I take my baby to the dead mall
And we’ll kiss until the sun goes down
I take my baby to the dead mall
And our kisses go sweetly down
The water fountain’s got nothing but cracks
There’s Help Wanted signs pinned up with thumb tacks
And it’s silent, yeah problem solved
Young girls like liquorish and young boys they like gum
When the sun sets on the suburbs my heart beats like a drum
And you know what I mean
Yes I know you do ya’ll
I take my baby to the dead mall
And we kiss until the sun goes down
I take my baby to the dead mall
And our kisses go sweetly down
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Benjamin Adair Murphy Mexico City, Mexico
www.benjaminadairmurphy.com Benjamin fronted the NYC band the Blue Eighty Eights, and has recorded solo albums in Brooklyn, Rome, and Mexico City. He has written lyrics for Nanuchka, Roiki, Electro Morocco, the Monophonic Shooting Spree, and other artists. ... more
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