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Burning House of Love
03:12
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Drive by my house late at night
You can see from the freeway above
With no silhouette, but a light left on
Burning there for love
Burning there for love
Smoke is rising from the fire
Coming out of my back door
Well I'm inside, and I'm sound asleep
Cigarette on the floor
Burning there for love
Well I can still remember
Just a couple of years ago
When the smoke and flame called my name
It was a burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
Well that rusty nail over our front door
Where I hung our tears in the rain
And I threw that horseshoe into the weeds
To see what love can bring
Cause you're in your bed, I'm in mine
On either side of town
I think I might just take a ride
And burn your love house down
Like a burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
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2. |
Pretend I Never Happened
02:59
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Pretend I never happened
And erase me from your mind
You will not want to remember
Any love as cold as mine
And I'll be leaving in the mornin’
For a place I hope I find
All the places must be better
Than the ones I leave behind
I don't suppose you'll be unhappy
You'll find ways to spend your time
But if you ever think about me
If I ever cross your mind
Just pretend I never happened
Erase me from your mind
You will not want to remember
Any love as cold as mine
I don't suppose you'll be unhappy
You'll find ways to spend your time
But if you ever think about me
If I ever cross your mind
Just pretend I never happened
And erase me from your mind
You will not want to remember
Any love as cold as mine
You will not want to remember
Any love as cold as mine
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3. |
Wild Man From Borneo
03:47
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I'm the star of Captain Midnite's travelin' show
I came to this circus many moons ago
My mother's in your storybooks, she loved a jungle king
Left me standin' here alone inside the center ring
In a bamboo cage I crossed the ragin' sea
A livin' page torn clean from history
A hairy, scary, legendary screamin' souvenir
Now don't you come too close to me, don't you come too near
I'm the wild man from Borneo
Yeah the wild man from Borneo
You come to see what you wanna see
Ah, you come to see but you never come to know
Well the tattooed lady left the circus train
She lost all the pictures in the rain
I wonder if you're happy, and I wonder if you're free
I wonder if you'll ever know the mark you left on me
I'm the wild man from Borneo
Yeah the wild man from Borneo
You’ve come to see what you wanna see
Ah, you’ve come to see, but you never come to know
I'm the wild man from Borneo
Yeah the wild man from Borneo
You’ve come to see what you wanna see
Ah, you’ve come to see, but you never come to know
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4. |
At The Crossroads
04:52
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Leaving you, girl, headed down, down that road
You left me many burdens, and such a heavy load
And man it sure does wig me out
When I think about what went down
Crossroads of my life passed her
When a phase couldn't begin, ooh to recognize
Roll on through my mind
Till I took the time to concentrate on you
You can teach me lots of lessons
You can bring me lots of gold
But you just can't live in Texas
If you don't have a lot of soul
Leaving you now, I’m gonna leave you for the very last time
Leaving you girl, and really blowin’ your mind uh-huh
And girl where you're living now
You’re just finding out how the other half lives
Well you can teach me lots of lessons
You can bring me lots of gold
But you just can't live in Texas
If you don't have a lot of soul
Leaving you now, I said I’m gonna leave you
I’m gonna leave you for the very last time
Ooh leaving you girl, and really blowin’ your foxy mind
Some day a change will come
And you'll be by my side girl, one more time
Ooh I said a, I said a change will come
And you’ll be by my side one more time
Ooh you, a change will come, and you’ll be by my side
One more time
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5. |
White Freightliner Blues
03:15
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All right y’all, here we go
One two, a-one two three four
Yeah
Well I'm goin' out on the highway
Listen to them big trucks whine
I'm goin' out on the highway
Listen to them big trucks whine
Well that white freight liner’s gonna steal my mind
Yes it is
Ah, New Mexico ain't bad, Lord
People there, they treat you kind
I said New Mexico ain’t bad, Lord
People there, they treat you kind
Well that white freight liner’s gonna ease your worried mind
I got some bad news from Houston
Half my friends are dying
I got some bad news from Houston
Half my friends are dying
Well that white freight liner’s gonna ease my worried mind
Let’s play a little guitar on this, son
Ah, Lord, I'm gonna ramble
'Til I get back to where I came
Ah, Lord, I'm gonna ramble
'Til I get back to where I came
Well that white freight liner’s gonna ease my worried mind
I'm goin' out on the highway
Listen to them big trucks whine
Yeah I am
I'm goin' out on the highway
Listen to them big trucks whine
Well that white freight liner’s gonna ease my worried mind
And I said that white freight liner’s gonna ease my worried mind
Yeah
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6. |
Born With A Tail
03:15
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Well I'd rather choose my soul to lose
Than leave around just one confused
And lose desire
Don't know if I'll ever learn
Can't wait ‘til I get my turn
To burn in the infernal hell fire
I'm waiting for my last drive
While the bugle of my backside
Blows a losing beat
Hope I don't run out of gas
Bet my sacrilegious ass
Ain't nothing down there that scares me
Oh and you know!
I'm in league with Satan
And you know
There can't be no debatin'
My hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail!
Well I'm evil!
Yeah, I run free
There's molten lead in me
So let's get the hell
Got the goods
Brother bring it on
My mother done brought me up wrong
And you can use my dick
As a walkin' stick as well
Oh and you know!
You know I'm in league with Satan
And you know
There can be no debatin'
My hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail!
On a hell-bound trail
Born with a tail
Oh
Well it's time to fly the finger
Yeah, that middle digit brings your point
And it drives it home
On my head there's no crown of thorns
The evil scalp has earned its horns
And I'ma have a flying time with your mom before I go
Oh and you know!
I'm in league with Satan
And you know
There can be no debatin'
My hell-bound trail
I was born with a tail!
I’m on a hell-bound trail
Born with a tail
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7. |
Just To Satisfy You
02:39
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Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Someone's gonna pay for the things you do
How many hearts must break, and how many will it take
To satisfy you, just to satisfy you
Another love, another fool
To play your game
Another love, another fool
They're all the same
Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Don't be surprised if that someone’s you
You're gonna find when it's too late, a heart that just won't break
To satisfy you, just to satisfy you
C’mon
How many tears were cried, how many dreams have died
To satisfy you, oh just to satisfy you
To satisfy you, oh just to satisfy you
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8. |
I'll Be There
02:33
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There ain't no chains strong enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
Well I never seen a river that's too wide
There ain't no jail tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
Darlin’ love me, and if you’re ever gonna love me
Well I never seen a road too rough to ride
Well there ain't no chains strong enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
Now there ain't no rope tight enough to bind me
Look for me honey you will find me
Any old time you’re ready with your charm
Well I'll be there ready and a waitin'
There won't be any hesitatin’
I'll be here if you ever want me in your arms
So honey love me if you ever gonna love me
Well I never seen a road too rough to ride
There ain't no chains strong enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
Honey I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
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9. |
Sold American
03:22
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Faded jaded fallin’ cowboy star
Pawn Shops itchin’ for your old guitar
Where you're going, well God only knows
And the sequins have fallen from your clothes
Once you heard the Opry crowd applaud
Well now you're hanging out at Fourth and Broad
On the rain wet sidewalk remembering the time
When coffee with a friend was still a dime
Everything's been sold American
Early Times is finished and the want ads all are read
Everyone's been sold American
In dreaming dreams in a rollaway bed
Writing down your memoirs on some window in the frost
Roulette eyes reflecting another morning lost
Hauled in by the metro for killing time and pain
With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins
And everything's been sold American
The lonely night is mourning for the death it never dies
And everyone's been sold American
Don't let me catch you laughing when the jukebox cries
Told me you were born so much higher than life
But I've seen the faded pictures of your children and your wife
Now they're fumbling through your wallet and they're trying to find your name
And it's almost like they raise the price of fame
Everything's been sold American
No place to go and brother, no place to stay
Everyone's been sold American
Just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul away
Everything’s been sold American
No place to go and brother, no place to stay
Everyone's been sold American
Just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul away
You just let that golden Greyhound roll your soul away
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10. |
Story Of My Life
03:49
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One, two, ah one, two, three, four
Hey!
Well high school seemed like such a blur
I didn't have much interest in sports or school elections
And in class I dreamed all day 'bout a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far man, she never seemed to notice
That this silly schoolboy crush wasn't just pretend
Well life goes by so fast
Well you only wanna do what you think is right
Close your eyes and it's past
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
Well I went down to my old neighborhood
The faces have all changed man, there's no one left to talk to
And that pool hall I loved as a kid, now a 7-11
And I went downtown to look for a job
Well I had no training, no experience to speak of
And I looked at the holes in my jeans
And I turned and headed back
Well life goes by so fast
Well you only wanna do what you think is right
Now close your eyes and it's past
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
Yeah, good times come and good times go
I only wish the good times would last a little longer
Think about the good times we had
And why they had to end
So I sit at the edge of my bed
I strum on my guitar and I sing an Outlaw love song
Thinkin' 'bout what you're doin' now, honey
When you're comin' back
Well life goes by so fast
Well you only wanna do what you think is right
Now close your eyes and it's past
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
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Jesse Dayton Beaumont, Texas
Equally steeped in Texas/Louisiana blues, old-school country and punk-rock, East Texas native Jesse Dayton is the music world’s best-kept secret, hiding in plain sight as a guitarist for Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, Ryan Bingham and L.A. punk pioneers X, as well as touring with Social Distortion, the Supersuckers and John Doe. ... more
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