1. |
Dirt Floor Camelot
03:35
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1.Left behind all “could have beens”
She brought me here, she took me in
Dreams of gold, they come and go
This simple way, it’s all we know
They don't like that we live large
In this small house where we live
We live, happily ever after
We love, happily ever after
C.Our dirt floor Camelot
Yea girl, we’re far from Shangri La
No big ass castle, ain't got a lot
Just our dirt floor Camelot
2.The bankers worry about what we owe
While we dance to the kitchen.. radio
Gotta laugh at our circumstance
Yeah we laugh every chance we get
They don't like that we live large
In this small house where we live
We live, happily ever after
We love, happily ever after
We love, Happily ever after
C. Our dirt floor Camelot
Yea girl, we’re far from Shangri La
No big ass castle, ain't got a lot
Just our dirt floor Camelot
3.Underneath this winter’s quilt, no lover’s love I've ever felt
You're my queen, this modest court
I'll rule this roost, Ah, Mi amour
They don't like that we live large
In this small house where we live
We live, Happily ever after
We love, Happily ever after
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2. |
You Bide Your Time
03:24
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(It’s strange that our hearts just don’t go to breaking)
1.This step lost good friends
To occasional smoke and gin
Bar room banter, chat and churn
They bide their time while they toss their turn
Thorn and thistle, dust and sand
You lick old wounds while wringing your hands
Fuss and feathers it don't mean a thing
Cause on this day, there's no hard feelings
On this day our hearts are healing
From cradle to grave
C.You Bide Your Time searching for something
Something just from reach
Don’t hold so tight to all of this hurting
There’s no more waiting, no more waiting for me
2.Live like paupers, live like kings
Chasing moments, these fleeting things
Wife and mother, child and brother
And all the joy that brings
Thorns and thistle, dust and sand
Count the lines on the back of your hand
Fuss and feathers it don't mean a thing
Cause on this day, there's no hard feelings
(bide your time and wait)
On this day, forgiveness and healing
(bide your time and wait)
From cradle to grave
C.You Bide Your Time searching for something
Something just from reach
Don’t hold so tight to all of this hurting
Cause there's no more waiting, no more waiting for me
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3. |
Lockhart
02:37
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1.Politely you tell me I might not belong
Straight from the city, a mouthful of song
You look like an old man
With a limited plan
Well you cut to the bone
Because Lockhart's my home
2. Alaska, Afghanistan, I’ve seen some things
Call me a cynic yeah I know what that means
Call the bartender for just one more last round
Cause Lockhart’s my town
3.I don’t mean to bug you, don’t mean to offend
Love, trust, and faith, is what I intend
Sweet scent patchouli in this warm summer air
In this warm summer air
Where people still care
Oh, people they care
Oh, people they care
4. All that I carry
All that I own
I’ve a family that loves me
And friendships we’ve grown
Where everyone's welcome
Yeah everyone's known
Lockhart’s our home
Lockhart’s our home
Where everyone's welcome
Yeah everyone's known
Lockhart’s our home
Lockhart, our home
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4. |
Helicopters & Horses
03:25
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1.Helicopters and horses
AKs and stone
Diplomats and mullahs
Flesh and bone
Let’s all get on the same page
The politicians say
2.John sang two “Revolutions”. One for peace, the other a call to fight.
In. Out. He struggled to find, what's love, what's just, what's wrong and what's right.
Let's all get on the same page
The poets say
C.I believe in country
And that we’ll find out way
But far, far from our family’s porches
Helicopters and Horses
3.Let’s all meet in the middle
And form a perfect circle of hands
We'll write out our message
Draw “tolerance” in the sand
Let’s all get on the same page
The songwriters say
C.I believe in country
And that we'll find our way
But far from our family’s porches
Helicopters and Horses
C I'm thankful for the things I own
I'm thankful for the freedoms known
I'm thankful how my kids have grown
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5. |
Peace, Salam, Shalom
03:14
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1.Memories turn to verse
Words, rhymes and reason blur
Rivers deep dry up and in kind
Heartache stills our restless minds
To dance in sand, to grit your teeth tighter
Stay and fight, wash back another night
Pain and weight will always make us stronger
C.On and on I’ll hang on to
Hang on to a version of you
Can you let it go
Can you let it go
Peace, Salam, Shalom
2. Lost in petty thought
Enemies, friends, the lot
Slowly finding common ground
Blessings all, safe and sound
The crowd beats you into submission
Carving out their insults in stone
With love you cannot, cannot be mistaken
C.On and on I’ll hang on to
Hang on to a version of you
Can you let it go
Can you let it go
Peace, Salam, Shalom
Peace, Salam, Shalom
3. Machines in clinic halls
Beats some solemn call
Where wishes wash over you
I wish I were close to you
C. You’re in it now
So figure out solutions
You're in it now but know you're not alone
Pain and weight will always make us stronger
Hand to heart I'll hold you a little longer
Hand to heart I'll hold you a little longer
C.On and on I’ll hang on to
Hang on to a version of you
You can let go
You can let go
Peace, Salam, Shalom
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6. |
Another Perfect Day
02:20
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1.Watching Captain Kangaroo
And folding all my shirts
I'm wondering how detergent gets out dirt
Some days seem the same
By the way your friend just called
And crusty-eyed awake
I nodded yes to nothing much to say
Some days, some days seem the same
C. Crazy, Saturday
Nothing really happened much today
Lazy, you and me
It’s simply just another perfect day
Hey, What can I say
It’s simply just another perfect day
2. Staring at the paper blank
Waiting for my bus
Thinking of you simply just too much
Some days, some days seem the same
3. Walking past a diner’s glow
Where locals share their stories old
Laughing at the times they used to know
Some day, I hope that’s you and me
C. Crazy, Saturday
Nothing really happened much today
Lazy you and me
It’s simply just another perfect day
Hey, What can I say
It’s simply just another perfect day
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7. |
When You Come Home
03:19
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1.When you come home son, cross the water
Step of wisdom in your walk
We will meet you at the doorway
Beneath the blessings marked in chalk
Go find your way
2.When you come home, daughter, as a mother
With a babe tight in your arms
You will find your bedroom waiting
Amongst the old dolls and their charms
Go find your way
Go find your way
C.From highlands ‘to gate
Know we shall wait
For you to come home
From sage to snow
Whether whither or grow
Remember from where you came
Remember from where you came
3.I'll bring you home, bride, cross the threshold
You're my wife, you're my life
We swore to build a family
We live, love, and we die.
C.From highlands ‘to gate
Here we’ll wait
For you to come home
From sage to snow
Whether whither or grow
Remember from where you came, child
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8. |
Forever and a Day
03:37
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1.She wants to live forever and a day
With pills and treatments weekends soaked in clay
2. But potions, serums give no place to hide
The brightest sun still always leads to night
3.My heart is full but fades inside my chest
To lay my head down in your lap and rest
Like some child in a cathedral here
Wide-eyed wonder, I wander without fear
C. Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever and a Day
4. Hurtful words might cut to deep to right
Lasting love will make these camps alright
Forgive, forget, forever be ok
'Cause who wants to live forever and a day?
Forever and a day
C. Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever and a Day
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9. |
Norman Rockwell
04:24
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1.I know you're down
I hear the fear
Battered guitar you make the strings just seem to sing
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe there's no use playing
2.You say I'm clever if not that smart
You know I've known to beat my head upon the wall
But if you turn to the Norman Rockwell world
The crowd here demands that you play the part
And you'll see something is missing
Something is missing
For all it means to me
You care just as much as me
And it's either here or there
C.Americana painting
Apple pie so real
Now here's your star
Norman Rockwell nightmare
American dream
Now that's a scream
That's a scream you're waiting for
3.Quarter for movies, nickel for beer
8 bits you'll need for rose-colored shades that made you play
Maybe I'll stop
Maybe I'll take mine off
Maybe we're cast
Maybe there's some big ending
Someone once said
Life is like radio, you know
But if you turn
To the Norman Rockwell world
Will you get the girl and I get to die
Now that's a scream
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10. |
Let The Day Begin
03:09
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1.Here's to the babies of the brand new world
Here's to beauty of the stars
Here's to the travelers on the open roads
Here's to the dreamers at the bars
2.Here's to the teachers in the crowded rooms
Here's to the workers in the fields
Here's to the Preachers of the sacred word
Here's to the drivers at the wheels
C.Here's to you…
3.Here's to the winners of the human race
Here's to the losers in the game
Here's to the soldiers of the bitter wars
Here's to the wall that bears their names
C.Here's to you…
4.Here's to the doctors and their healing work
Here's to the loved ones in their care
Here's to the strangers on the streets tonight
Here's to the lonely everywhere
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Charley Ramsay Lockhart, Texas
A small-town Texas singer/songwriter, Charley Ramsay blends vintage Americana with modern pop production to create his sound. His rustic storytelling explores life in a rapidly changing world, balancing wry societal observations with heartfelt confessions. Since starting playing in the 90s with his life-long friends, he has been committed to writing the songs he thinks are good enough to share. ... more
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