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Townes' Blues

Cowboy Junkies

Black Eyed Man

1992

You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
Stick it in the wind
Put the mountains to your back
The great plains on your grille

Time

Townes Blues

Cowboy Junkies

Radio One Sessions

2002

You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
Stick it in the wind
Put the mountains to your back
The great plains on your grille
Time to take

by
Tormented by their thoughts, on how to stay alive 
Cries becoming louder 
As the wendigo wind moaned outside 

Batted frozen eyelashes and pleaded

My Father's House

Cowboy Junkies

Rarities, B-Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes

1999

and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon

on my mind.
You just like me

Bless the Nightingale feathers alike 
Like a feather we fly float drift through the night
Trade winds gift us moments we can

Mr. Next
Cause with the me all those X's are only followed by Os
So now I hope you see
That I'm the one to keep
There's no other guy that will be like

strength
By Thor and Odin in pious blood they'll bathe

These demons approach with northern winds
Their violence a punishment for sin
Priests hold cross in

Invisible

David J. Caron

Invisible

2014

flying lookin' for you
I blow like the wind is blowing me to somewhere new (aaa-aaa-aaa)
And I flow like a river's flowing me but don't know where

on by

Tumbleweed make me your friend
Cause this boy ain't even got there yet
Dusty road take me to town
So I can see my woman now

Her hair's like

Ponle
I jump in my 1963 Chevrolet
Watch it lay, orale
On the floor, en el suelo
Lifts me off the ground just like a leño, que no
Simon, packs much

Its a crazy ass world that we livin in
But i spoke to my higher self i aint givin in
Told my bestfriend girl i can move the wind
I used to doubt my

base
Oh my god so enticing
Just to ride about in the highlands
Where the winds blow
Weeds grow
Live inside ganja grove
I live inside ganja rows
Yes I

let you know how I feel
It feel different sometimes don't it
Love changing like the wind blowing
Used to break bread with you
Champagne bottles popping

hot
Imma slaughter that
Let the fuckin' beat ride
Like Lana with her feet back

Aye aye!
Call me Wolverine
Cleaving pussies just to hear them scream

I slide like I’m stepping on shit
In da booth man glides 
It’s a trip I’m on wind
But I ain’t ever tripping on things

Ball u can get figures
Rules

Juvenile
Been freestyling, for a little while
When I cross your ride, I commit a foul
They'll tell you, I ball
Catching boppers, coming out the mall
Dead

home to the wife

Then I noticed that don't know here the hell I am
Must've taken a wrong turn
Shit let me phone home hey honey
Listen don't get cross

If you need space, take a trip|Hijack you a ride on a rocket ship|Hang out with some constellations|Get yourself some isolation, babe||If you need

Just saw your face again and remembered our good times
The time I first held your hand as we heard the wind chimes
The girl that I loved is now non

need love for that one seed planted. The world is dynamic it's steadily changing like the wind, kids go from ball playing to staying out late committing

It's Over

Corey Smith

In the Mood

2004

when I'm gone
But I'm moving on, If I don't I'll be dead by 21
I'd shoot myself in the head before I wind up like my dad
Working a job I hate

M.I.A.M.I.

First Platoon

Connected

streets is runnin force
Bullets all like over cross, and they saw an iron horse
Tryna show off, not in my town you gettin hauled off
In an ambulance gauged

When the Feeling Fades

Before Braille

The Rumor

It ain't over, but it feels like it is done
Getting older and dignified
I thought we could go out for a ride
Look at gravesites and pretend that

a ride down I-10 until you cross the Mississippi
Baton Rouge, Louisiana better known as jigga city
A deuce and a quarter and I ain't about jangle
Everybody