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Leave it Alone
02:44
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Leave it Alone
You’ve been hung up
Systematically strung up
Just Leave it alone
Leave it alone
You’ve been calling
Generationally stalling
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
It’s yourself
It’s no one else
It’s time to move on
Leave it alone
Don’t confuse
The wayward blues
With right from wrong
DOO WOP SECTION
You’ve been hiding
Telephoning and writing
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
You’re too frustrated
Your ideas are outdated
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Leave it alone
Let the young
Get on their own way
Move along
Leave it alone
Put on your shoes
Walk away these blues
And come on home
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2. |
Blues
02:24
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Blues
Oh dirty mother earth
You better watch what you’re worth
Digging holes deep in the sand
One hand washes the other hand
I know its wrong to think I can choose
To sing away all these blues –ooo –ooo
Black man digging his own grave
In the backyards of the slaves
White man wrongs the deepest wrongs
Loves to hear dem happy songs
I know its wrong to think I can choose
To sing away all these blues –ooo –ooo
Should we rewrite the lessons
That rid of the blame
Before we give the baby her name
People power it seems
Becoming longer a dream
Divided we can’t put an end
And start all over again
I know its wrong to think I can choose
To sing away all these blues –ooo –ooo
Oh dirty mother of man
Buried deep under the sand
This legacy still remains
Idea that race is too blame
I know its wrong to think I can choose
To sing away all these blues –ooo –ooo
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3. |
Sad Town, New York
02:32
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Sad Town, New York
There’s crying on the subway
Revolution above ground
Windows are like yesterday
Darkened by the sound
I once loved you madly
I’m proud enough to say
In New York
New York is just a sad, sad town
Teardrops hit the F train floor
And slowly fade to black
Think I got it made
I got that monkey off my back
Thought I was doing fine
But that is just a phase
In New York
New York is just a sad, sad town
The greener pastures we once knew
Are memories to be
Hard to understand
Why you no longer care for me
I was gone, now I’m back
And I think I’m gonna stay
In New York
New York is still a sad, sad town
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4. |
Sunday
03:11
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Sunday
I was sittin on a Sunday, waiting for a Monday to come
Seems out every other window, I look between the moon and the sun
What’s wrong with this city, what’s wrong with me
There’s too many places I got to be
So I stand between the doorway of leaving or just staying behind
Seems like every decision’s a battle of what’s yours and what’s mine
To stand on the pavement of used to be’s
Is not in the future for you and me
It’s high time we move on
And suffer the things that went wrong
And face all the immovable spaces in our minds
On Monday we’ll try
There’s a light up in the stairway, you wait until I’m through taking time
Take a sip on one last whiskey to leave a piece of madness behind
The road ahead leads to uncertainty
Could it be the leaving that frightens me
So we sit and talk it over and often we just change our minds
On the battlefield of reason I often say I’d rather be blind
Decisions don’t mean that we’ve reached the end
So glad I’ll be seeing you again
It’s high time we move on
And suffer the things that went wrong
And face all the immovable spaces in our minds
On Monday we’ll try
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The Singer
The singer was a big big man
Who just got bigger
The singer was a large large man
Oh, he was larger than life
A dollar for your whiskey
A quarter for your wine
Can I borrow or take
A page from your notebook
To read between lines
For beginners sake
I’m fairly sure you know
That I don’t want to be like you
Nor could if I tried
But each note I write
Has a new point of view
Oh, since you have died
The singer was a big big man
Who just got bigger
The singer was a large large man
Oh, he was larger than life
I’d like to hang out with your pieces
And spend a little time
As long as I stand
Behind the masters
Of moments sublime
Between you and the band
If words could describe
What your records taught me
I’d write them in song
In this way we’ve chosen
To forever speak
Now that you’re gone
The singer was a big big man
Who just got bigger
The singer was a large large man
Oh, he was larger than life
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6. |
Fly
05:44
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Fly
If I could fly
I’d fly higher than the trees
If I could fly
I’d fly sideways with the breeze
The longer my stay
The sweeter the dream
Don’t you try and take me away
When I’m gonna fly
Never needed anyone to remind me
As long as there’s pain there’s victory
I always thought your smiling face could find me
If I could fly
I’d do anything you please
If I could fly
I could be your summer breeze
The longer we wait
The sweeter the dream
So softly we fade away
To the skies and just fly
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7. |
Five Minutes
03:50
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Five Minutes
Five minutes on a train
Five minutes still remain
You’re alone just sitting there
With that cold forgetful stare
In this Five minutes on a train
Thought my life a doggone shame
When all I knew was your name
Now I’m going to my happy home
The different life I’ve always known
But there’s five minutes on a train
One request in this refrain
One request in this refrain
Don’t you stare in back of me
Pretending that you just don’t see
We got Five minutes on a train
Fire burning where there’s none
But a past that’s just begun
I often wonder bout them miracles
There’s some that are too plentiful
In this Five minutes on a train
There’s just one question on my brain
Before I start to go insane
Do you see a different me
I’m not the chump I used to be
In this Five minutes on a train
Stay not too far away
Wish for another day
The reasons why we didn’t last
Are poison in the aftermath of this
Five minutes on a train
I said your cold, dark alchemy
Put a long, black spell on me
In this Five minutes on a train
Five minutes on a train
Five minutes on a train
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8. |
Lonely One
03:48
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Lonely One
All I can give you today
Are things worth taking
Is it some fancy charade
Or am I mistaken
Talk about lover some night with your friends
Leave me alone and start all over again
It’s time to play the foolish one
It’s time to play the lucky one
Ordinary life has got to change
I can’t see from far away
Are you in the picture
All I know is today
Right there in the mirror
Could you by chance step right out and right in
So I can see and not see you again
It’s time to play the lonely one
Just sit right here and stare into sky
Ordinary life has got to change
It’s time to play the greedy one
It’s time to play the simple son
It’s time to play without the fun
It’s time to play the sleepless one
It’s time to play for just one run
It’s time to play God’s only son
It’s time to play the well-read bum
It’s time to play for your sad soul
Sad soul
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9. |
Your Man
02:52
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10. |
When You Lay Your Head
03:37
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When You Lay Your Head at Home
You can walk
But don’t run
For you’ve waited much too long
When you get there, don’t let the moment wash away
Days move in tune
Like the ever-changing moon
What we’re left with are the things that chose to stay
You’ll be there soon
Where the sunlight’s waiting for you
And the waters they scream up ahead
And the many tears you’ll cry
With your mama by your side
It’ll be alright
when you lay your head at home
I’ve heard many
Times before
I don’t want to be away no more
It’s not the land or the life I’m living in
And I
Often unkind
Tried to wipe this from your mind
When all I said just came out the same
And I’ll be there soon
And I’ll sing you this here tune
And hope that the words are OK
If there’s many tears you cry
When I’m sleeping by your side
I’ll know that you’re alright
When you lay your head at home
And you’ll be there soon
Under the sunlight and the moon
And the waters that scream up ahead
And the many tears you’ll cry
With your mama by your side
It’ll be alright
When you lay your head at home
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11. |
New Orleans
03:34
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Back to New Orleans
The streets are all empty
And the nights are young
The good times and the wine
Only enjoyed by some
The kinship is broken
Spread all over the land
Do they want to go back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
To start all over again?
The lost they are many
The found they are few
The families forgotten
Who don’t know what to do
Their roots ‘been uprooted
Spread all over the land
Will they ever go back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
To start all over again?
The voices are rising
Out from total despair
To question our leaders
And what’s happening there
The silence is broken
Spread all over the land
Cause they gonna go back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
back to New Orleans
To start all over again
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12. |
Where Are You Going
03:53
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13. |
There Was A Time
04:12
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Jonny Meyers Queens, New York
Jonny Meyers is a prodigal son of Queens, NY. While a life in music brought Jonny around the world, the borough never left his soul, and now he’s back writing songs closer to the source. Jonny's large catalog includes eight albums of critically acclaimed songs drawing from blues, rock, soul, reggae, ska and country. Take a deep dive and you might find yourself humming new choruses for days. ... more
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