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You Don't Wanna Leave
04:50
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I took five days in Memphis but Memphis was taking me
So I drove to Chicago to study the city streets
I saw my girl my lover she said she'd wear my ring
But as I kept on walking to my back I could hear her sing
She sings
Big wheels lay you down
In the chords of another town
And you'll sing yourself to sleep
And if that mockingbird don't care for a single word
You'll just change your melody
You don't wanna leave
You don't wanna leave
Little Robby was a lover
But his picture was his biggest muse
He had all the gifts of heaven but he traded for a pair of shoes
And his girl she loved him but he never wanna let her in
So when I heard that he left her
I said Robby did you hear her sing?
She sing
Big wheels lay you down
In the chords of another town
And you sing yourself to sleep
And if that mockingbird don't care for a single word
You just change your melody
Cause you don't wanna leave
You don't wanna leave
You don't wanna leave
All right no no no oh oh oh
Well the night's busted open
On these two lanes to anywhere
There's a kiss on my cheek and it burns so I leave it there
And I step on the gas and something begins to shake
It's my heart and it's singing, boy this is more than you can take
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2. |
The Killing Floor
06:08
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Tonight I'm coming back
For you
To free the dove like you want me to
All good draws pain
Without birth she flies in vain
And I see we've been running for the killing floor
And the pure we twisted 'til profane
I'll break the tide
If you blow out the flame
To fill these hearts full
We reach and grab for more
But I found we've been reaching for the killing floor
We can sing hallelujah
Hallelujah Halle Hallelujah
And the vulnerable have been crowned insane
We hide our burns in the colors of the flame
And the consensus conceals
What these tender wounds revealed
And we're surprised when our knees feel the killing floor
And the night my love has had its ways
My eyes have seen the secrets of where we lay
Wrapped deep in pride we take what's never been denied
With each step we bandage our sides to the killing floor
With each step we abandon our sight to the killing floor
We can sing hallelujah
Halle...Hallelujah
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3. |
It's Me, Not You
04:06
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I remember what you said
The very first day that we met
Oh baby it's me not you
I was with you when you left
Behind each and every step
Cause oh baby it was me not you
Oooh Baby
Can you live with the thought of me instead
To ask for love is to ask for someone too
With every broken glass
Behind every shattered past
Oh baby it's me not you
Been in and out of every room
Walking like this bleeding groom
With the broom I sweep away dust and devils
But you heal every hurt by recycling your dirt
And through your eyes I can see your heart disheveled
Oh baby why you pretend to hold me in your hands
Yet when you rise I'm the first thing you let you go
And in the cold desert land I fingered in the sand
Cause oh baby it was me not you
There's a healing wound that cries
For every man that's brushed your thigh
But you cover up and play it all again
You flinch with every touch
Hoping he won't take too much
But there's a Novocain that enables you go
Oh baby
Look inside
It's in my heart you'll find
Riches worth more than gold or silver
Yes I've laid before them all and I'll be there when you fall
Cause oh baby its me not you
Baby it's me its true
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4. |
Waiting for No One
05:39
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5. |
Mama, Be Not Afraid
06:15
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Mike Mangione Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Mike Mangione & The Union is a touring group that combines a folk-rock sound with an orchestrated string section, soulful vocals and literate sensibility. In the fall of 2013 they will release their third studio album, Red-Winged Blackbird Man, produced by Grammy-nominated producer, Bo Ramsey (Lucinda Williams, Greg Brown, Iris DeMent). ... more
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