Lyrics to From Temperance To Eternity
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From Temperance To Eternity
is how I will make my claim cause you've never seen me quite as ingenious as I am these days Careful Temperance, I've got my temper in hand as I walk like the heroes of my youth your my angel, out on the street as we walk along dancin to my radio From Temperance To Eternity is the last stop on my road give me your hand let's feel the rhythm as we tap out the beat but don't let your mother know (your mother should know) but don't you think cause we're in Tennessee that country music must be all there is From Temperance To Eternity, no more Xs, for me I got my mind made up and no one's gonna change it for me now and even though my blood is confederate I'd trade my steel guitar for something much louder now careful Temperance, you've got my heart in your hand so show me how to move with you you're still my angel, out on the street as we pass the time, dancing to my radio |
From Temperance To Eternity is the last stop on my road
give me your hand let's feel the rhythm as we tap out the beat but don't let your mother know (your mother should know) but don't you think cause we're in Tennessee that country music must be all there is From Temperance To Eternity, no more Xs, for me And oh I don't know if I can hold down the fort too long and I sometimes wonder if I, I could have been wrong if I could have been wrong! From Temperance To Eternity is the last stop on my road give me your hand let's feel the rhythm as we tap out the beat but don't let your mother know but don't you think cause we're in Tennessee that country music is all there is From Temperance To Eternity, no more Xs, for me oh oh oh, no more Xs, for me oh oh oh, no more Xs, for me But don't you think cause we're in Tennessee that country music, must be all there is country music, isn't all there is... in this town |
Lyrics to In Exile
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Looking back there have been times, I should have seen the light
When all the lies would blind my eyes with doubt There were times, when the pieces did not fit together right On the mantle place of my life I’ve been a loyal man, I’ve built my home with you But I don’t believe, we’re in this alone And now all I feel, is this lovely parasite, digging through the marrow of my bones And all I want, is you around me dear And oh, I can see it all so clear That I’m in Exile, I’ve seen the writing on the wall But I’ve passed it by, so many times Though I’m exiled, I can read it all too clear That I’ve lived my life with all your lies, so in exile, I hide |
You said you won’t come home till after 10,
You were working late, again and again I lie awake and wait for you, and wonder why, I am still true -but The signs are there right in front of my eyes I can see straight through your disguise And I can’t take any more of your lies I must break all my ties, to you, to you, and be Exiled I’ve seen the writing on the wall But I’ve passed it by, so many times Though I’m exiled, I can read it all too clear That I’ve lived my life, in all your lies, so in exile, I hide |
Lyrics to Ghosts In The Loft
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I could tell my heart would fall far
when she picked up my tab at the bar there was no trying on this earth she gave life to my self worth I was stoned immaculate, in the greatest of her lies.. the greatest of her lies she was a demon, and I was madly in love with her down in sweet Alabama, on Harper's Lake, where I worked I know every holiday she calls my name those are ghosts in the loft, there's a ghost in the loft there's ghosts in the loft, and I'm grateful for what they gave to me they served my emotions in a delicate dream and my soul, was penned in a penitentiary where I sat with my blues and my Robinson Tea but from Medusa's hair I spun my web those are ghosts in the loft, there's ghosts in the loft The night rangers they all speak their mind you know their love train comes through right on time Martina she knows just what to bring cause the streets have chords, and sometimes they'll sing when innocent criminals blush their eyes and try to hide a life of lies.. no I'm not disappointed in my lot in life it's just blood on a knife |
those are ghosts in the loft, there's a ghost in the loft
When sparks flew on Main Street, they were summoning me cause I was the son of a house that made three the weekend knows what kind of life that we saw when we were famous, and when we shined and I do believe I'll be the first to fall to hitch my wagon, to walk down the "long hall" cause in my creators service is where I belong if I should life so long there's a ghost in the loft, those are ghosts in the loft She held a Mona Lisa smile, up to the wall where my great heros would rise and fall I believe that is my fondest memory but now I look up to the wall, but I still can't see if I should be more grateful for the songs I sing or for the love I bring.. those are ghosts in the loft, there's a ghost in the loft |
Song Lyrics to the Just One More Day (2011) album
Listed here are the songs on the album Just One More Day with the lyrics. All songs copyrighted through Joseph Hammer Publishing and BMI Music. All songs written by Stephen Merchant except Loneliness and Trains which was written by Edward Sieger Jackson III. The links are to the Youtube videos of the songs so you can listen to them while you read. Enjoy... and please comment on Youtube if you like the song! -thanks!
Loneliness and Trains
Written by Edward Sieger Jackson III
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I really thought we should fight
I really thought we could win the battles are over I didn’t believe the war would ever end the truck is broken, but the engine warms I surrender peacefully, I don’t come with any terms All this song is missing is a train All this song is missing is a train What say ye brother, is there news from across the shore? cause I’m lost here at sea, I am lost without an ore |
All this song is missing is a train
All this song is missing is a train There’s a light in the hallway I sit in bed and pray it’s you this goddamn loneliness, has got me feeling so goddamn blue All this song is missing is a train All this song is missing is a train All this song is missing is you |
Nothin I Can Do About That
Written by Stephen Merchant
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When we met there was a moon in the sky
and that's all I remember and I'll tell you why now you know where I'm going with this I'm gonna explain the situation see I was once a simple regular guys having all of the fun that good money can buy and I do believe that I had the pick of those who would rather not have me but all things must end but does that really mean that I can't see you no more the last thing I'd ever want is that now so if you'd like to see me again you can come by my place about a quarter till ten cause I still love you and there's nothin I can do about that |
The truth is out there is no time to waste
and I don't know if it was bad timing or your bad taste there ain't no gettin around this fact looks like I'll love you forever but I would take it all back if I could for those things you wouldn't do and the things that you should but it's not like I can return you at my local corner store but all things must end but does that really mean that I can't see you no more the last thing I'd ever want is that now so if you'd like to see me again you can come by my place about a quarter till ten cause I still love you and there's nothin I can do about that |
Bleeding Virginia
Written by Stephen Merchant
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my pictures on a lamp post up in Wise County
says a hundred grand will be paid for the bounty of this man, who shot his own wife dead at least that 's what the one eye witness said Old Man James owned most of the land that surrounded our farm where we would walk hand in hand, until he took her away he stole my pistol on that fateful day so I had to run and hide down in Powell Valley cause James had the town all out there looking to bring me in, for what he said I had done even my own father said I was no longer his son so I headed west toward the Kentucky state line I had to leave my homeland behind I lost their trackers down in Guest River Gorge and I cried for I wouldn't see my Virginia no more I'm bleeding Virginia with all my soul I long for that far off smell of burnin coal my Virginia holds my heart in her hand and someday I'll return to her an innocent man |
At Coeburn Pass is where James and his sons
finally caught up with the one they'd been searching for they caught me by surprise all them boys had that same hate in their eyes they slung that rope right across my head and Old Man James stepped up and said you should have let me have her, she'd be alive today but instead you both will be going to your grave they put me on the nearest tree they could find truth be known all that was on my mind that I'd be dying and innocent man but I'll return to her just as fast as I can I'm bleeding Virginia with all my soul I long for that far off smell of burnin coal my Virginia holds my heart in her hand and someday I'll return to her an innocent man I'm bleeding Virginia with all my soul I long for that far off smell of burnin coal my Virginia holds my heart in her hand and someday I'll return to her an innocent man |
For We The Bell Tolls
Written by Stephen Merchant
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a single room, a worn out man
just a bed and a ceiling fan like so many left behind he is coming to the end of his line a unique boy whose mother holds the guilt destroying a life she tried to build don’t cast blame she didn’t realize that everyday she’d be reminded by the pain in his eyes and so it is for we the bell tolls and I believe I speak for all the lost souls that someday it will ring for us all and bring down upon us our own great fall for we are all the lost souls for the young girl who’s father left home the pain you feel is not yours alone he has to live with the choice he made and those scars will follow him till he lies in his grave |
and for the woman who’s husband died
after sharing 60 years of love by her side she held his hand in that hospital bed and stayed right there with him until his end and for the father who’s son was gunned down his service is remembered in that eternal sound although it was us he tried to defend a father’s heart won’t ever mend and so it is for we the bell tolls and I believe I speak for all the lost souls that someday it will ring for us all and bring down upon us our own great fall for we are all the lost souls |
Caught Like A Rat
Written by Stephen Merchant
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you blast a hole right through my heart
ya had no idea what you’d start and I’d blast a hole right through my head if I could only get outta this bed no I don’t think I’m doin fine you’re still on my mind still on my mind I’ve never been good at reading the signs goins on up ahead not on my mind I just realize the truth that I live that I had too much love left to give and you know that can’t be wrong but sometimes it drags me along there were pages missing from my book so would you please give me a second look but I fear it’s too late for that cause I was caught like a rat caught like a rat |
no there’s nothing left to say
and it wouldn’t change your mind anyway so I’m gonna get a ride into town see if the lost can be found maybe I should just find a way just to make it through another day but sometimes the madness is too strong and I don’t have the strength to play along now I wonder what you’d say about that that I was caught like a rat I was caught like a rat there were pages missing from my book so would you please give me a second look but I fear it’s too late for that cause I was caught like a rat caught like a rat |
Never Again (The Ballad of Tommy and Mary)
Written by Stephen Merchant
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A faded tail light is the reflection of the setting sun
Mary knew that hers was in the heart of her one That man will take her far from where her demons lie So she won’t have to burn in down to the sky Tommy opened the door for Mary on his old rusty Ford He had worked for two years straight but it was all he could afford It was there only ticket to get over Dotson Ridge And by nightfall they could make it to Jackson Bridge Mary pulled her hair back kicked her shoes off on the floor And turned to look into Tommy’s eyes like so many times before The radio was broken so she just fiddled with her ring Tommy ran his fingers through his hair and began to sing They don’t make cars like this since 1962 They don’t make starts like this since the first time I saw you They don’t make girls like you since I can’t say when And they don’t make times like this and they’ll never again |
Mary I love you when my bones are brittle old
Let’s fill our lives with stories yet untold To spend it with you is all I ask Tommy was breathless when Mary laid her head down There on Tommy’s shoulder and ever made a sound That had been her answer all along All their friends just called it foolish and crazy love Only they knew the truth about what they were dreaming of To leave this town and never look back and get a little something for themselves a faded taillight is the reflection of the setting sun as Tommy turned the wheel he hummed the tune to Born to Run an open highway, Mary by his side they won’t stop until they make it to the other side They don’t make cars like this since 1962 They don’t make starts like this since the first time I saw you They don’t make girls like you since I can’t say when And they don’t make times like this and they’ll never again |
The Best Times of Our Lives (Tribute to the Bar Owner)
Written by Stephen Merchant
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Raise up your glasses and let’s have a toast for the man
He welcomes us into his home every chance that he can He might even play you a song if you ask him nicely So pull up a chair right up front so you can see Raise up your glasses and toast to that man right there He gives us a place to call home and you know that’s so rare Friendship is one thing that brings us all here tonight When I think of La Casa I think of the best times of my life When I think of the best times of my life They’re here with my friends, they’re here with my wife Put your glasses in the air and toast to the best times of our lives Let’s have another round and spend some more time together today Tell me another story about Hammer and those crazy things he used to say Keep me here just a little bit longer cause everything now is ok |
Until Dave says, “alright now, ya’ll get out of my sight”
“It’s a good thing though, that I’ll see you all, tomorrow night” Raise up your glasses and let’s have a toast for the man He welcomes us into his home every chance that he can He might even play you a song if you ask him nicely So pull up a chair right up front so you can see When I think of the best times of my life they’re here with my friends, they’re here with my wife put your glasses in the air and toast to the best times of our lives put your glasses in the air and toast to the best times of our lives put your glasses in the air and toast to the best times, to the best times of our lives |
Calliope Park
Written by Stephen Merchant
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Gabriel and his angels, oh they blew their horns
all my windows shattered, though I was warned these streets of life will take you anywhere you want to go but when you are given a choice you just don’t know someday you’ll try, and if you do succeed you’ll know every woman cries and you’ll know every man can bleed me I’ll just keep walking to that place we loved to go me I just keep walking, to Calliope Park |
some they are red, and some of my days are blue
but when they spin around in circles they remind me of you those old leather saddles, soft as a baseball glove but they only seem to remind me I once had your love so put your hand in mine I’ll place you on your favorite one you know that horse with the braided hair and the face that’s faded in the sun me I’ll just daydream, and see you through my memories yea me I’ll just keep walking to Calliope Park |
In The Pail Moon Light
Written by Stephen Merchant
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Last night I lost her
in the pail moon light Last night I lost her in the pail moon light Last night I left her Last night I left her Last night I left her in the pail moon light |
Just One More Day
Written by Stephen Merchant
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now I can’t forget the day I lost you
sometimes I believe it couldn’t be true and you can see what It’s done to me as I pray the pain will stop down on my knees but I’m a long way from you and it’s a long road through and oh I miss you and I know what I must do |
and in the end you feel yourself breaking
time after time it’s been there for the taking the light is binds your very soul and in the end it will take its toll you start to flash through the times of your life your first child born, the hands of your wife then you’ll see what it was for as you crawl up the stairs to heavens front door and as you turn there’ll be tears in their eyes of all those who loved you through all of those times and as you reach toward that great divide you’ll feel the glow of love deep inside and only then will your mission be through and you’ll know you did what you had to do and even though most won’t understand they wouldn’t have walked in the shoes of this man you’ll close your eyes and take one last breath that’s when my friend, it’s time for your death and all you want is just one more day just one more day just one more day just one more day |