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Rise
03:07
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You are just a dreamer I can see it in your eyes
Carefree rolling in the grass and chasing butterflies
Your mother dear, she prays for you
I bounce you on my knee
We only want the best for you
And someday you will see
Rise child, rise
Rise and face the day
Greet the night with dancing feet
And you’ll be on your way
Someone’s in the kitchen eating short’nin bread
Mama called the doc cause there’s monkeys in the bed
Can you hear the whistle blowing, can you hear that sound?
Posies in our pockets and we all fall down, HEY!
Twinkle, twinkle, life is but a dream
Knick knack paddywhack floatin down the stream
Rock-a-bye baby, top of the tree, next time won’t you sing with me and…
Rise child, rise
Rise and face the day
Greet the night with dancing feet
And you’ll be on your way
Take my hand and walk with me until your legs are strong
Soon my son you’ll walk alone and carry your own song
But I’ll be right beside you if you need a melody
I’d give all I have to you, you mean that much to me
Rise child, rise
Rise and face the day
Greet the night with dancing feet
And you’ll be on your way
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2. |
Annie Taylor
02:39
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Well it was 1901, a very early day
For a woman to be causing a ruckus, as they say
But there was Annie Taylor,
A woman after my own heart, as they say
So I say Annie send me
Barrel bound
Send me your will so uncharted so unguarded
Barrel bound
I dare say we could’ve been friends
Taking the unbeaten path
Making trouble, making that splash
Oh Annie Taylor making history
Well in your daring ways
Everybody watching cause they ain’t got what it takes
To break away from all that is sane
Oh Annie I’m calling out your name
So I say Annie send me
Barrel bound
Send me your will so uncharted so unguarded
Barrel bound
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3. |
I Got A Mind
03:12
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I’m an African man but I got blood on my hands
I squeeze a hundred from a dollar now I’m making a stand
Here comes the story of a Christian soul, soul
I turned a blind eye for a sliver of pie
I got a son growing up so my tongue is tied
I had to do it, the devil made me do it
Ooh…
Ahh…
The river’s running wild and the siren’s going off
If I don’t get past this river’s pass I won’t be breathing no more
So come on down here and save my weary soul
Swing low, sweet chariot
Yeah I coming forth I’m coming forth I’m coming forth to carry me home
Ooh…
I got a, got a mind
Ahh…
I got a mind to do right…
I got a mind to live right…
I got a mind to sing right…
Ooh…
I got a, got a mind
Ahh…
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QVC
02:35
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Another package on the doorstep
Tripping on the same damn letters
I can’t pay that sender
I wrote a letter but it didn’t get better
I’m all out of work searching for a new type of header
When will it stop?
I got a second job working hard
But all the money goes to the post just to pay it off
And there’s a big man sitting high
Looking at the numbers trying to find a way to pick my pocket
Buy, bill, stamp, send
When will it end?
There’s not much more that I can bend
Then it all came crashing down
Just as you broke me down
They fired all the help without warning
Up at the top they’re wearing million dollar socks
To keep their feet from getting wet from the flood that’s coming
All helping hands
Run for dry land
We all need to build this boat together
The tide is high, the margin’s thin
All your profits still can’t buy the weather
The market’s open come on in
Swim for shore get to the beach
Money’s more than you can teach
We all need to build this boat together
The tide is high, the margin’s thin
All your profits still can’t buy the weather
The market’s open come on in
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5. |
Cheers
02:12
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Cheers to the opulent hall here tonight
We’re so damn contented to be here
So lift up your glasses and join in the fight
Sing la la la la. La la la la.
Long lies the road ahead and behind this place
So empty your pockets and fill up your buckets with love
A taste of time as time flies by
Flies by you beside you, your right mind will guide you home
Revel in it my man
Dance on through, yeah man, prance on through
The path’s etched in your head
Amen said the hen to the pretty kitty in the pen when the milk went dry
A taste of time as time flies by
Flies by you beside you, your right mind will guide you home
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The Heat Run Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
The Heat Run is an indie-groove-folk collective based in Philadelphia. It's a family affair characterized by soulful, foot-stomping, hand clapping, group sing-a-longs.
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