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Halfway Home
04:52
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Well I first started hangin' with Laura Lee, when they took away her father
We'd steal on down to the five and dime, where she was no man's daughter
I took her favorite doll from the shelf cause I thought that she deserved it
But the next time I passed by the store I saw that she'd returned it
I'd look outside my window, stare across the street
She'd wave back, kill the light, and settle off to sleep
I'd feel the hole inside my heart, wish that we were grown
And someday Laura Lee and me would be more than halfway home
Years later she went off to college and I went to work at the racetrack
And when that didn't pay the rent I taught myself to play Blackjack
I'd drive up to her dormitory and I'd clean those frat boys out
I'd show her all the money I had won, but I could see she had her doubts
She'd look outside her window, stare across the street
I'd wave back, she'd kill the light and settle off to sleep
I'd feel the hole inside my heart and wish that we were't grown
And often times I'd cry til I was more than halfway home
But when Laura Lee was accepted, down at the police academy
I took my luck to the isle of St Martin, by way of Atlantic City
By the time I'd left, inside my boots I had hidden half a mil'
But if the hired goons don't getcha darlin, you know US customs will
I'd wish I had a window so I could stare across the street
And wish the guards would kill the light, so I could get some sleep
I'd feel the hole inside my heart, wish I had a phone
So I could call my Laura Lee, and dream me halfway home
After two years of good behavior they finally let me out
To spend the rest of my time in a skid row halfway house
Then one night my room-mate he broke parole and they came for his arrest
He pulled a gun and shots were fired and one ripped through my chest
Ohh, I looked outside the window, heard the sirens in the street
Closed my eyes, saw a light, and they covered me with a sheet
And I felt the hole inside my heart, but I did not feel alone
Cause standing there was Laura Lee, to see me halfway home
I'd look outside my window, stare across the street
She'd wave back, kill the light, settle off to sleep
I'd feel the hole inside my heart, wish that we were grown
Someday Laura Lee and me would be more than halfway home
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2. |
Same River Twice INTRO
02:23
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INSTRUMENTAL
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3. |
Same River Twice
03:41
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SAME RIVER TWICE - written by Darryl Purpose
The water flows by this holy place and I am anointed here
But when I come back to get my fill I find it's disappeared
It's wound through these hills and these valleys
Past the most modest of my expectations 'Round the world in time
CHORUS:
You can't step into the Same River Twice
No you can't step into the Same River Twice
All we have are these moments and memories of moments we've had
And if I'd lost this song today, well I wouldn't feel too bad
Cause I remember that moment as real as the love in the air
And I might like to remember that moment, but I can't go back there
CHORUS:
You can't step into the Same River Twice
No you can't step into the Same River Twice
I know what happens when two people are as one
The heavens open when love has begun
I know what happens when all is said and done
We're left to contemplate and live in this new moment's sun
Love from this new moment on
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
CHORUS:
You can't step into the Same River Twice
No you can't step into the Same River Twice
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4. |
Mr Schwinn
04:00
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Mr Schwinn
©1999 Darryl Purpose - Gamblers Grace Music and Robert Morgan Fisher -
Extended Family Music
Mr Schwinn was as thin as a pelican's grin
And I took him my bike when the wheel wouldn't spin
When the wheel wouldn't spin and the gear wouldn't shift
For fixing a bike, the man had a gift
They were stashed in the back of his waterfront shack
His and her bikes, perfectly matched
Perfectly matched like a groom and a bride
waiting to take their honeymoon ride
CHORUS:
He said, "One of these bikes is more than a twin"
As he pumped up the tires and polished the rim
I'm savin' it for my Mrs Schwinn
The wires and the tires filled me with desire
And the sprockets and streamers were truly admired
Were truly admired by all kinds of folks
Who watched as he carefully tightened the spokes
Yes the chrome really shone but if truth be known
At the end of the day he went home alone
Yes he went home alone by way of the pier
And he watched the tide turn and the sun disappear
CHORUS: (Polished the rim)
Instrumental Verse
CHORUS: (Tested the Brakes)
Yesterday was the day that I heard someone say
That the man at the bicycle shop passed away
Mr Schwinn passed away and my wife and I cried
'Cause he never did take that honeymoon ride
'Twas with grim discipline that the town buried him
And the gravestone revealed that his name wasn't Schwinn
But I'll tell you with pride
He gave me the groom and my wife, the bride
REPEAT FIRST VERSE
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6. |
If I Were A Betting Man
03:42
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CHORUS:
If I were a betting man, I’d take a look at us
Not with sentimental eyes, But a gambler’s distrust
I’d check out the track record, Note what the data shows
And I’d say I’m bound to go, If I were a betting man
From the start I learned to play the odds so well
To tell a sure thing from a long shot
I played the game of love and found it could be hell
And I learned to close my heart off
But this time ‘round it would be different
I would make a stand
And stick with you when everytime I ran
CHORUS:
If I were a betting man, I’d take a look at us
Not with sentimental eyes, But a gambler’s distrust
I’d check out the track record, Note what the data shows
And I’d say I’m bound to go, If I were a betting man
It sounds so simple when you ask me to be kind
But your kindness is only what you’ve made it
And when the talk turns to what is yours and what is mine
Well, I see fairness overrated
But this time ‘round it will be different
I will make a stand
And stick with you through all the things we planned
CHORUS:
If I were a betting man, I’d take a look at us
Not with sentimental eyes, But a gambler’s distrust
I’d check out the track record, Note what the data shows
And I’d say I’m bound to go, If I were a betting man
BRIDGE: I’ve been so many men, I think that I’ve lost track
Some love this restless life, some like leaves, they always come back,
they always come back
(If I could do only one thing,I thinkI’d go back, but i can’t go back, I can’t go back)
CHORUS:
If I were a betting man, I’d take a look at us
Not with sentimental eyes, But a gambler’s distrust
I’d check out the track record, Note what the data shows
And I’d say I’m bound to go, If I were a betting man
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7. |
Damgerous Game
04:02
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8. |
What Was I Thinking
03:15
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9. |
Can't Outrun My Heart
03:40
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Driving down this empty road
Fast as this old Ford can go, but it's too slow
Tear are falling just like rain.
Rain is falling hard again
CHORUS:
I'm starting to see just how it's gonna be
I may outrun the memory of you
But I can't outrun my heart
What is running round my head
Are all the things I should have said, instead
I'm strangling this steering wheel
Trying to fight the pain I feel
CHORUS:
I'm starting to see just how it's gonna be
I may outrun the memory of you
But I can't outrun my heart
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
White lines ahead begin to blur
I know sleep won't be easier, with dreams of her
Sunrise isn't far away
But it only means another day alone
CHORUS:
I'm starting to see just how it's gonna be
I may outrun the memory of you
But I can't outrun my heart
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10. |
Cherokee
04:41
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I’m standing here, feathers and hide
leggings long, sky is hot and wide
Eagle feather, and long dark hair
Beads and moccasins, they come to stare
CHORUS:
Isn’t it a grand ole town
Doesn’t bother me at all
The indian head amusement park
And the pow wow mall
Tee pee restaurant has a sign that says live squaw
And at the sacred pipe lounge you’ll find us every night
No, we don’t mind at all
I’m the paid live dummy, waiving them in
To buy up what’s left of my grandparents wisdom
And my face looks just like my great grandfathers did
When the trail of tears taught him to keep his heart hid
CHORUS:
Isn’t it a grand ole town
Doesn’t bother me at all
The indian head amusement park
And the pow wow mall
Tee pee restaurant has a sign that says live squaw
And at the sacred pipe lounge you’ll find us every night
No, we don’t mind at all
So I say How to the white faces as they pay me to pose
Beside winnebagos and family cars
I could use the money so I wear the clothes
And the kids call me chief They think it’s fun
They call me onto our word for dumb
CHORUS:
Isn’t it a grand ole town
Doesn’t bother me at all
The indian head amusement park
And the pow wow mall
Tee pee restaurant has a sign that says live squaw
And at the sacred pipe lounge you’ll find us every night
No, we don’t mind at all
At night I take off the plastic feathers and the fake long hair
And I get a drink in me as I put on my jeans
And before I go back to my trailer home
I look down the streets of Cherokee and this vision comes to me
CHORUS:
Isn’t it a grand old town doesn’t bother me at all
God’s hand motel and the priest head pool
He’s just trying to make a dime that’s why the white man stands
With a fake bible and a fake rosary in his hand, and
Jesus is there and he is half-price on sale
And he winks at me as I walk by proud
And we shake our head and we laugh out loud
And before we go home we’ve both been heard to say
It’s too bad they have to live this way.
It’s a shame they have to live this way
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You Must Go Home For Christmas
(E) By the (C)time that I hit Barstow, I'd quit (E)drinking
(C)The silent night was cold, the lights were (E)blinking
I (C#m)slept under a (A)public Christmas (E)tree
(A)Woke up feeling stiff, saw (B)my life was a gift
(A)Given ex(B)clusively to (E)me
I'm (A)going home for (E)Christmas, (A)thinking that I (E)should
(A)Go and see the (C#m)family, and (F#7)hope it's under(B)stood
That (A)when you travel (E)far away, from (A)your old neighbor(C#m)hood
You (A)must go home for (E)Christmas, You (A) must go home for (E)Christmas
(A)You must go (B)home, for (E)good
I saw three men about half a mile from Vegas
Said this town was no place to spend Christmas
They offered me a ride in their old car
Said the answer that you seek, lies somewhere in the east
So I followed that rising morning star
I'm going home for Christmas, thinking that I should
Go and see the family, and hope it's understood
That when you travel far away, from your old neighborhood
You must go home for Christmas, You must go home for Christmas
You must go home, for good
By the time I made Missouri I'd decided
To reunite the family I'd divided
Return to the city, of my nativity
Foster some good will for what it's worth
INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS
In Bethlehem P.A. I shaved and showered
Called to say I'd be home in three hours
It sounded like the phone line had gone dead
But before I hung up, the other end spoke up
And tearfully I listened as she said
Please come home for Christmas, please come home for good
Come and see the family, cause now it's understood
That when you travel far away, from your old neighborhood
You must go home for Christmas, You must go home for Christmas
You must go home, for good
when you travel far away, from your own neighborhood
You must go home fro Christmas, You must go home for Christmas
You must go home, for good
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12. |
Singer Songwriter Heaven
05:01
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SINGER SONGWRITER HEAVEN 5:17
Kevin Faherty
Last night I had a dream, I went to Singer/Songwriter Heaven
Jim Croce was at the gate, shook my hand, said, " you’ve been expected."
"Let me hail you a taxi, to show you these heavenly grounds."
So he flagged down Harry Chapin, who was out just makin’ rounds.
Well, I gave him my best, "How are ya, Harry?" and Harry said, "Up yours!"
"Don’t give me your cheap imitation, son. Just get in now and close that door."
He said, "Welcome to a state of mind called "alpha and omega",
where now is always sooner and sooner is never later."
Well, we took an alternative route, right on past that writers’ block
Saw Gram Parsons on Kate Wolf's porch, singin’ country folk and rock
And nodding over coffee, right outside the Angelic Cafe
Townes Van Zandt, Steve Goodman, Dave Carter, Nick Drake
Roll down your window, steal a good line if you hear one
Give one away, if you have a spare one
There’s a racket goin’ on between cloud seven and eleven
On cloud nine is where you’ll find Singer/Songwriter Heaven
I said, "Stop the car, Harry. I really got to hear that conversation!"
He said, "All right, just remember the meter’s running and you’ll be paying"
I heard Hank Williams say, "You know what the trouble is with songwriters down on earth?"
"Why, mucho pointless chorus, and ditto pretentious verse."
Well, I was sitting two tables down trying to go unnoticed and not to blush
’Cause I knew I had been guilty, of exactly what he was speaking of
Then John Lennon made a point that pierced open my whole point of view
He said, "They need an eye for the obvious, and an ear for the god damn truth."
Well, I washed down that thought with a big old cloud nine espresso
Got back into the cab said, "OK, Harry, there’s just one thing I need to know..."
"Why’d they die so young? Seems they were in their prime."
He said, "We need new songs up here, too. Angels tire of singing the same old rhymes."
Roll down your window, steal a good line if you hear one
Give one away, if you have a spare one
There’s a racket goin’ on between cloud seven and eleven
On cloud nine is where you’ll find Singer/Songwriter Heaven
Well we passed a bunch of old coffee houses... Gerdes, Club 47
I said, "What are these ancient places doing here, Harry, in Singer/Songwriter Heaven?"
He said, "Those rooms had a spirit, son. This is where great spirits go.
You see, all those years of music, why it gave those rooms a soul."
I said, "OK, I’d like to stay here, Harry. Can you get me a room on that writers’ block?
He said. "Whoa, no can do son, and I hate to send you into shock,
But this is only a dream for you. You better let these sweet memories dwell...
’Cause tomorrow morning you wake up in Nashville...Singer/Songwriter hell."
Well I felt like I’d been choked, just like a capo on the 12th fret.
But I quickly recomposed myself, and re-modulated my breath
Then I said, "Up yours, Harry!" as he brought his taxi to the proverbial stop
and I gave him 2.50 for a 20 dollar fare, just to piss him off
Roll down your window, steal a good line if you hear one
Give one away, if you have a spare one
There’s a racket goin’ on between cloud seven and eleven
On cloud nine is where you’ll find Singer/Songwriter Heaven
Roll down your window, steal a good line if you hear one
Give one away, if you have a spare one
There’s a racket goin’ on between cloud seven and eleven
On cloud nine is where you’ll find Singer/Songwriter Heaven
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13. |
Sweet Baby James
02:34
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Darryl Purpose Portland, Oregon
Darryl went to Las Vegas at 19 and became a professional blackjack player, which he still calls the 'only real job I've ever
had'. He is a member of the Blackjack Hall of Fame.
Since 1996, he has toured extensively and released 8 albums of original music.
Darryl's last two albums spent weeks at #1 on the RMR radio charts. Next Time Around and Still The Birds
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