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Wanderin' Star
03:42
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I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Wheels are made for rolling, mules are made to pack
I never seen a sight that didn’t look better looking back
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
Do I know where hell is – hell is in hello
Heaven is goodbye forever it’s time for me to go
I was born under a wanderin’ star
A wanderin’, wanderin’ star
Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can bake you dry
Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry
Home is made for coming from, for dreams of going to
Which with any luck will never come true
I was born under a wanderin’ star
I was born under a wanderin’ star
When I get to heaven tie me to a tree
Or I’ll begin to roam and soon you know where I will be
I was born under a wanderin’ star
A wanderin’, wanderin’ star
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2. |
I'll Make It Right
03:15
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Goodnight
05:13
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Maybe tonight will be the last time
That I'll say goodnight to you
Cuz with him lying here beside me
It seems a silly thing to do
It's been years now since I held you
On that cold and desperate night
When I ran out of things to tell you
To try to make what I'd done right
So Goodnight my darling - may God be with you
I'm sorry, forgive me, I tried
I've held on for so long now, too long
My darling, Goodnight
I thought for sure that I'd learn someday
Things our young hearts couldn't know
Then I'd come running to you baby
& show you how I loved you so
Love's come back & found us baby
But it's not each others' eyes we see
I hope this time that I'm more worthy
I hope you're better without me
So Goodnight my darling - may God be with you
I'm sorry, forgive me, I tried
I've held on for so long now, too long
My darling, Goodnight
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4. |
Kitchen Knife
04:04
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Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If you come back before I wake, it better be a good excuse you make
'Cause I’ve been crying all night long over what might have gone wrong
Sitting by my telephone, waiting for it to tell me why you’re not home
You better come back with a real good story why you left me here all alone
'Cause I’ve been sitting here worrying, making up stories of my own
You better be close to dead
‘Cause you’re gonna wish you were, honey, if I hear instead:
“Baby I’m sorry I made you worry - I guess I forgot to call
Me and the boys got to carrying on and I didn’t even notice that clock on the wall
I’m pretty sure I told you when I made you my wife
You wouldn’t be living no perfect life
Now if you'll just put down that kitchen knife
I’ll make it up to you somehow.”
You leave me here to contemplate the reason you’re two hours late
I wouldn’t have to think the worst if you’d’a just had the sense to call me first
Next to me you’re pleased to be ‘cause I don’t get mad easily
But when this one mistake you make I’m bound to leave utensils in my wake
You know you’ll always be my one and only, no other love I’ll find
And if anything bad ever happened to you I’d probably lose my mind
I really hope you’re OK
‘Cause you’re gonna need you strength, son, if you come home and say:
“Baby I’m sorry I made you worry - I guess I forgot to call
Me and the boys got to carrying on and I didn’t even notice that clock on the wall
I’m pretty sure I told you when I made you my wife
You wouldn’t be living no perfect life
Now if you'll just put down that kitchen knife
I’ll make it up to you somehow.”
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5. |
Someday Isle
03:22
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I live on a place called Someday Isle all by myself
I’ve got a book of my hopes and dreams gathering dust on a shelf
When I look out my window the horizon calls to me
From far across the sea
Chorus:
Someday I’ll cross over
Someday I’ll be free
To leave the fear that holds me here
And I’ll sail away
To a place without these walls I’ve built
Keeping me in exile
Living here on Someday Isle
Once upon a time I lived just for today
Still blessed with an innocence that hadn’t gone astray
Until the day my faithful heart was broken and betrayed
I learned to be afraid
Chorus
Someday is a day away and always out of reach
But that’s the day I’ll paint my masterpiece
Chorus
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6. |
Old Devil Moon
03:23
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I look at you and suddenly
Something in your eyes I see
Soon begins bewitching me
It's that Old Devil Moon that you stole from the skies
It's that Old Devil Moon in your eyes
You and your glance make this romance too hot to handle
Stars in the night blazing their light can't hold a candle
To your razzle dazzle
You got me flying high and wide
On a magic carpet ride
Full of butterflies inside
I wanna cry, wanna croon, wanna laugh like a loon
It's that Old Devil Moon in your eyes
Just when I think I'm free as a dove
Old Devil Moon deep in your eyes blinds me with love
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7. |
I'm Not The One
04:29
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I can’t make my phone stop not ringing
And I can’t call and make my amends
And this ache here inside me reminds me too well
That I ain’t where your rainbow ends
I wish I’d stop wishing you’d come back around
Or hoping she’ll stumble and fall
Cuz she’s walking steady with you right beside
And it’s all I can do not to crawl
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I’m not the one who put that look in your eyes
You were blinded by some other light
If I only had wings I’d steal the sun from her skies
If that would bring you back to me tonight
But I guess there just ain’t no fooling
Those blue skies that follow her around
I can’t keep that rain from not falling on me
And washing my tears to the ground
CHORUS
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8. |
Black Coffee
03:47
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I’m feelin’ mighty lonesome - haven’t slept a wink I walk the floor and watch the door and in between I drink
Black Coffee – Love’s a hand-me-down broom
I’ll never know a Sunday in this weekday room
I’m talkin’ to the shadows – one o’clock to four
And Lord how slow the moments go when all I do is pour
Black Coffee – Since the blues caught my eye
I’m hangin’ out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin’ & a woman’s born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes
I’m moanin’ all the mornin’ and mournin’ all the night
And in between it’s nicotine and not much heart to fight
Black Coffee – Feelin’ low as the ground - it’s drivin’ me crazy
This waitin’ for my baby to maybe come around
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9. |
Alone Down Here Again
04:17
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Another day comes to an end
My glass is almost empty, it’s a mirror to my soul
This tired bar won’t save me cuz it’s just too far to go
I thought that maybe my pain would ease before last call
But the spirits here aren’t lifting mine at all
CHORUS:
Everytime I think I’m standing with my feet on solid ground
It washes out from under me as the rain comes pouring down
And I fall down drunk and dirty
Should’ve known I’d find myself down here again
Alone down here again
How did I get so far between
I’m too old to let slide the things I really wish I could
Still too young to know just what to do for my own good
Sitting here beside myself and we’re swirling with the wine
They’re always good ideas at the time
CHORUS
I’m tired of living with this feeling
Like there’s always something just that far behind me
That comes stealing everything I think I know and leaves me reeling
CHORUS
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10. |
Miss Celie's Blues
03:37
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Sister - you been on my mind
Sister - we're two of a kind
So sister - I'm keeping my eye on you
I bet you think I don't know nothing but singing the blues
Oh sister - have I got news for you
I'm something - I hope you think that you're something too
Scuffling - I've been up that lonesome road
And I've seen a lotta suns going down
But trust me - no low life gonna run me around
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11. |
I'd Have To Be Crazy
03:23
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I'd have to be crazy to stop all my singing
And never play music again
You'd call me a fool if I grabbed up a top hat
And ran out to flag down the wind
I'd have to be weird to grow me a beard
Just to see what the rednecks would do
I'd have to be crazy, plum out of my mind
To fall out of love with you
I know I've done weird things, told people I hear-ed things
When silence was all that abound
Been days when it pleased me to be on my knees
Following ants as they crawled across the ground
Been insane on a train but I'm still me again
And the place where I hold you is true
I know I'm alright cuz I'd have to be crazy
To fall out of love with you
You know I don't intend to
But should there come a day
When i say that i don't love you
They can lock me away
I sure would be dingy to live in an envelope
Just waiting alone for a stamp
You'd swear I was loco if I rubbed for a genie
While burning my hand on the lamp
And I may not be normal but nobody is
I'd like to say 'for I'm through
I'd have to be crazy, plum out of my mind
To fall out of love with you
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12. |
Break It To Me Gently
04:59
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Break it to me gently, let me down the easy way
Make me feel that you still love me if it's just for one more day
Break it to me gently so my tears won't fall too fast
If you must go, then go slowly, let me love you 'till the last
The love we've shared for oh so long is such a big part of me
If you must take your love away, take it gradually
And break it to me gently, give me time to ease my pain
Love me just a little longer 'cause I'll never love again
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Kira Small Nashville, Tennessee
Strong. Sexy. Soul.
“...like a neat glass of single malt in a world of Michelob Ultra” - Mike
Reid
Kira Small is a nationally touring singer-songwriter & in demand Nashville session vocalist. She also makes lemons out of lemonade. Kira’s June 2016 release 3 AM is one of those albums where an artist, in making sense of a time of personal upheaval, almost accidentally crafts a career masterpiece.
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Haven't seen this marvelous little sprite since high school, but we meet on shuffle on my ipod a lot and this makes me happy. It also makes me say "wish I'd thought of that".
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