1. |
Falling Apart These Days
02:19
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Why do you put up with me? I'd like to know
With my snoring, my kidneys stones and vertigo
I'm falling apart, falling apart these days
Why do I put up with you? I ask the same
But I won't list your ailments or give out your name
You're falling apart, falling apart these days
We're running on empty
Running out of steam
We've both lost our paddles
As we head down-stream
At least I'm falling apart with you
Oh, why do we put up with us?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
We're falling apart, falling apart these days
Whistle Interlude
We're running on empty
Running out of steam
We've both lost our paddles
As we head down-stream
At least I'm falling apart with you
Oh, why do we put up with us?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
We're falling apart, falling apart these days
We're falling apart, falling apart these days
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2. |
Autumn Compromises
03:32
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Yesterday was cold and the shades of brown
Gave no sign of a coming spring
And the water dripped from gutters clogged with leaves
And she knows her time is coming and she fears the
Unknown things around the corner
And her friends have left a long, long time ago
So she called the number that was written on a
Placemat of her kitchen table
It was a table, set for two
And they came and rescued Vera from the prison that
She used to think of as her home
Now, she's not alone
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3. |
Murmuration
03:46
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A thousand times a thousand
Feathery flocks begin to rise
Dusk is ripe with anticipation
For the coming murmuration
School of fish in the air
They ebb and flow in the skies
To release pent up frustration
They become the murmuration
I feel so small in all the splendor
A miracle before my eyes
I wipe them off in adoration
For this murmuration
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4. |
Just The Way That I Go
03:31
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Alarm goes off at 6:00 AM
I begin my routine
Say hello to my little friend
Mr. Coffee Bean
On the road by 7:00 AM
I drive in real slow
I take all the back roads cause that's
Just the way that I go
Just the way that I go now
Just the way that I go
I take all the back roads cause that's
Just the way that I go
At the office by 8:00 AM
I punch in the clock
Look at appointments and emails
To see what's in stock
Then I go get some water
And drink it real slow
Then I go get some work done
That's just the way that I go
Just the way that I go now
Just the way that I go
Then I go get some work done
That's just the way that I go
Excel spreadsheets, all day long
I use pivot tables cause I got it going on
I got my phone on silent
So I can't hear it buzz
I don't get no raises
But nobody does
Why do I stay here?
The pace is so slow
But that's how I like it
It's just the way that I go
Just the way that I go now
Just the way that I go
Just the way that I go now
Just the way that I go
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5. |
At The Citgo
02:29
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It was his last three bucks from his last paycheck
He spent it all that night at the Citgo
It was her last half hour on the graveyard shift
On a Friday night at the Citgo
He bought the last corn dog from the roller grill
And a scratch-off there at the Citgo
She had a major crush on the corn dog dude
With the scratch-off there at the Citgo
She said I'm closing soon Mr. Corn Dog Dude
I will turn off these lights at the Citgo
He winked as he scratched
All five items matched
Oh, the plans that they hatched at the Citgo
But they were caught unawares
As they planned their affairs
These two-thousandaires at the Citgo
The gunmen broke in and stole all from within
Including the hopes that they had at the Citgo
This is the tale that they tell to their two grandkids
As they swing down to the old Citgo
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6. |
Antique Man
01:56
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In a cinder-block building in east Tennessee
Sits an antique shop filled to the brim
Tended by someone who's just as forgotten
As all the things gathered by him
As frail as the nails that hold up rusty pails
He shuffles a path out the door
Cause the crush of the gravel outside of the place
Means he won't be alone anymore
While I pondered tight places with glass and ceramics
As far as dim light would allow
He chatted my wife up outside in the sunshine
Pausing to wipe off his brow
He said off the cuff that there's not enough stuff
To fill up the void in his heart
And when she died, her leaving him
Had torn his worlds apart
In a cinder-block building in east Tennessee
Sits an antique shop closed long ago
All of the knick-knacks and books out of print
Have been taken too...
Where?
Nobody knows
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7. |
How To Be Forlorn
02:35
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Suzanne, marry me. Marry me today
Suzanne, don't let me be the one that got away
No John, I cannot wed. Listen to what I say
No John, I cannot wed. I cannot wed today
Suzanne, marry me or I must move along
Suzanne, marry me. Marry me 'fore I'm gone
No John, I cannot wed and you must move along
No John, I cannot stand you droning on an on
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8. |
Crazy Days
02:08
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Do you remember back in '92
It took all summer long?
Back then we rode our bicycles
From Virginia to Oregon
And I remember back in '94
We flew our bikes to France
And though we planned we also
Lived by the seat of our cycling pants
Those were some crazy days
We had our crazy ways
And now I'm crazy here with you
Remember Marlboro Miles we ripped
From packs collected on our hikes?
We even combed the roadsides
And filled up the panniers on our bikes
Remember back in Y2K
We finally did tie the knot?
We wore our matching sweaters from
The cigarettes we never bought
Those were some crazy days
We had our crazy ways
And now I'm crazy here with you
Instrumental
Those were some crazy days
We had our crazy ways
And now I'm crazy here with you
We were two crazy kids
Those crazy things we did
And now I'm crazy here with you
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9. |
Spirits Get High
03:23
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The best laid plans, sometimes they go astray
That don't mean you shouldn't make 'em
Even if the blues refuse to go away
Though you try your best to shake them
The river get high, high, high
Spirits get low, low, low
The river get high, high, high
Spirits get low, low, low
Eyes and ears and heart, you keep them open
Giving hands and mind stay open too
What you want for you, provide to others
In God's good time it all come back to you
The river get high, high, high
Spirits get low, low, low
The river get high, high, high
Spirits get low, low, low
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10. |
Funkulele 52
02:30
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Bom diggy da bom bom diggy
Bom diggy da bom bom diggy diggy
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Jumping Jimmy Allen Cincinnati, Ohio
I love to make music and I store it here and on youtube under the same name. Most of my music will include ukulele, but I like to add other tracks of simple percussion, glockenspiel, keyboard, trombone, etc. Thank you for having a listen!
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