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What Cares I For Praise?
03:52
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What Cares I For Praise?
Allow me to reintroduce myself
Though you’ve seen my face before
If you own a store I’ve been in your store
If you labor I’m a laborer
You can gimme fame or gimme blame
To me it’s two sides of the same
Go ahead! Call me any name
Just don’t expect that I’ll be ashamed
If you live in this land your land I’ve crossed it
I’ve shook your hand and not your pocket
But your door don’t open when I knock it
Now I’m around back, gonna unlock it
I’ll take what’s found but I’ll make no sound
Turn around and leave this phrase…
What cares I for praise?
Free do I be in this country
Underneath its trees I’ve made
Libraries out of leaves
My pants are patched with plain grass
I made brushes outta branches
And painted my path
I thump on a tree stump to make a drum beat
Come and hum in rhythm
I heard words in woods no other ear could
And if I could I would, I'd make cash outta grass
Cuz hard, ain’t it hard, for me and you
We got some different blues
See, I don’t need the cash but I like to hold a little
Enough to touch the sky without a fold in the middle
And it’ll take 40 folds to fit me into any mold
Ain’t no game if you’re the only one who plays…
What cares I for praise?
There’s much too much uncertainty
So shit, don’t take it so seriously
But assuredly still with dignity
Tall will I talk to the death of me
I’m just a humble bumpkin but I’m struttin’
Like I’m sumthin’, drunken
I’m personal parading
At a bouquet of banquets I’m the toast of every table
They hand champagne so I thank ‘em:
Have a hunger in your stomach when your plate is plenty
And full may your belly be when it’s empty
And if you go the right road, then may
You travel always and be safe…
What cares I for praise?
Goodwill to all who to me don’t do ill
And if you’re dry-souled I wish you well
But I’ll fire up a riot if you try and keep me quiet
And if I was you, I wouldn’t try it
The shoulder of a friend, an ear to bend,
And a helping hand is what I’ll lend
And if what I mighta said did offend
I’m sorry but we don’t gotta be friends
These words ain’t worth much in money and materials
And won’t fill you full like a bowl of cereal
But if you hold and receive ‘em fair and full
They can have you standin’ tall, a pair of boots for the soul
And if it ain’t, hey, I said what I gotta say,
I meant no harm I’ll turn and spread my arms
Like an eagle’s wings and raise…
What cares I for Praise?
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Down Home Livin’ In the City
Well, I wait all winter, wait for the weather to break
Don’t that wine look good, man, I wonder how it tastes?
Don’t my baby look good when she wears them shades?
Don’t that dude look good, gal, when he’s on the take?
Don’t the street get hot, man, in the summer heat?
Well, those high-heeled shoes, mama, won’t you take a seat?
Well, you don’t’ gotta worry, baby, you don’t gotta compete
Don’t that drum sound good, mama, when it starts to beat?
Been out all day, babe, it’s got me freckled and tanned
Well, I wanna hold your hand, babe, not give you commands
Don’t that breeze feel good, man, blowin’ like a fan?
Just call out my name, babe, when you find a plan
Don’t the sun set good, mama, in between all of the buildings?
Don’t the people look funny, make you chuckle, tryin’ to be like children?
See the people in the jungle going down to the killin’?
I don’t got much to laugh about but I still grin
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3. |
Love Me For Real
02:58
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Love Me For Real
You call I come, I come you run
Good God, gal, you got my head spun
You go and go and wait and wait
So, I’m just gonna give it to you straight:
If you tell yourself not to you know wanna
Come on, mama, I know you wanna
Whatcha worried ‘bout? Every question’s
An exclamation waitin’ to be straightened out
Intertwine your arms with me
Like a vine does to a tree
It sure is sweet to see you in my mind
It’s even sweeter to hold you with my eye
But the best thing yet is for my hands to feel
I want you, babe, to love me for real
Yea, I want you, babe, to love me for real
All your words are weighed with doubt
Rest your head and close your mouth
Close your eyelids and lips
Cuz lips are best made to kiss
Won’t you come and take my hand?
I’ll hold you tighter than your yoga pants
Take your time in makin’ your mind
And if you say know, well, that’s fine
I’ll move on, don’t worry,
It don’t take long so hurry
What can I say? Our lives ain’t plays
Can’t you see this ain’t no movie?
And I ain’t makin’ no business deal
I want you, babe, to love me for real
Yea, I want you, babe, to love me for real
Your swift hips shake all down the street
Your eyes enchanted glow with heat
In the wild whirl your curls
Swirl and twirl, Oh girl
You’ve got me up like I’ll never come down
You’ve got me lost like I’ll never be found
But the sweetest speech is body language
Speak to me beneath your blanket
Trends begin, forget your friends
Passion’s lastin’ past your fashion
I won’t lie I like your style
But everyone’s gotta be naked awhile
So, even if it ain’t ideal
I want you, babe, to love me for real
Yea, I want you, babe, to love me for real
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Walkin' By the Riverside
03:39
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Walkin’ By the Riverside
Ooh, girl, don’t the night look nice?
The stars sittin’ still like they’re made of ice
Ooh, girl, don’t the night look nice?
I wish it would stay this way our whole life
Ain’t the moon sittin’ up there just right?
None of the night is hidin’ from eyesight
The way the moon’s sittin’ up there just right
It’s got my pale face shinin’ bright
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
You’re so cool
But you know what would really have me shinin’ with pride?
Me and you walkin’ by the riverside
Ooh, girl, won’t you come along
Walkin’ calm out across the lawn?
Ooh, ooh, won’t you come along
Barefoot through the dew at dawn?
Ooh, ooh, that summer scent
Makes it all seem innocent
Ooh, ooh, that summer scent
Makes my humble heart content
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
That big ol’ moon
But you know what would really have me satisfied?
Me and you walkin’ by the riverside
Ooh, girl, I like this night
The way your hair hangs soft and silk-like
Ooh, ooh, I like this night
The way your night gown’s glowin’ milk white
Ooh, ooh, that midnight breeze
That’s dancin’ through the droopin’ trees
Ooh, ooh, that midnight breeze
It sets my troubled mind at ease
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Just takin’ it easy with you
But you know what would really put peace in my mind?
Me and you walikn’ by the riverside
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Alive & Tryin'
03:09
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Alive & Tryin’
I’m so hungry I can’t eat
I’m so tired I can’t sleep
I got a pain up in my knee
And some that can’t be seen
This man that you all see
I swear that he ain’t me
Man, I’m more than I seem
So, I said, “Hey, my friend mike
Let’s lead a better life
We’ll get the things we like
And then we’ll get ‘em twice.
We’ll take the world outside
And we’ll split it like a knife.”
He said, “Ooh ooh sounds nice.”
Chor: Alive and tryin’ through triumphs and trials
‘Til the day I’m dyin’ and it’s gonna be awhile
Go ahead! Stop me. Go ahead! Drop me
Go ahead! Try, I’ll defy
Let’s forget our fates
Let’s no longer wait
Cuz man, I’m losing faith
And man, I’m desperate
Let’s see what we can make
Let’s see what we can take
Let’s go until we break
Chorus
Man, sometimes, I won’t lie,
Man, sometimes I wanna cry
Man, sometimes I start to sigh
But then I look to the sky and cry
Chorus
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6. |
Ev'ry 2nd Step
03:29
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Ev’ry 2nd Step
Chor: Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
It’s farther I get
Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
Ev’ry 2nd step, ev’ry, ev’ry 2nd step
It’s closer I get
Ev’ry 2nd step I’m farther than I was at first
Ev’ry step forward none reverse
Ev’ry 2nd step with just common sense
Don’t know what to expect, don’t know what’s next
Hurdlin’ the heavens, vaultin’ outta vaults
Go, I go, I walk, I walk
Hurdlin’ the heavens never to halt
Ev’ry 2nd step never stuck like a cornstalk
Go, I go, I walk, I walk
On the street like children’s chalk
Ev’ry 2nd step scalin’ stairs
Always wary never scared
Chorus
Before in bed we were fellows
Now, I just play pretend pillow
Underneath the sky so dark
You’re someplace away so far
I look in the night at constellations
Match the stars to spell your name
In the wind I swear I hear it
Your name’s tattooed upon my spirit
Wherever you lay to rest your head
That’s the place I call my bed
I sleep all night ‘neath the weepin’ willow
And rise in the morning glowin’ yellow sayin’
Chorus
Some people breathe without their own breath
Some people live awaitin’ their death
But if you cheat and yourself betray
1000 deaths you’ll die in a day
On I’ll walk, won’t stop my steps
It’s your doorstep or my death
Until the time when things are better
I can give you just these letters:
Step and stand on your own 2 feet
Step until again we meet’
Step until it’s you I see
1 for you and 1 for me
Chorus
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7. |
Livin' In the USA
03:46
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Livin’ In the USA
My darlin’ child, why do you frown?
Why do you frown?
I frown because the sun’s goin’ down.
Will the sun goin’ down
Rise again?
Well, I’m just an average common kid
Probably did all the things you did
Now, I mind my time tryna live
What to take what to give tryn handle my biz
Standin’ on Philly’s blocks I watch
All the cars in the traffic tryin’ not to crash it
But still, who can go the fastest?
And all the people in bustle goin’ on their hustle
We’re all on our own but none alone
Each from each but still within arm’s reach
In this life I gotta stay upright
Good luck, good day, I’ll go on my way
Chor: Oh we oh we oh, hey, hey
Oh we oh we oh, hey, hey
Oh we oh we oh, hey, hey
Livin’ in the USA
It’s all a baseball game we play
Just a thin line of dust that’s it that splits
Fair from foul, in from out
And us all are either bat or ball
I see the single mom stressin’, old men givin’ lessons,
Ladies in dresses men try impressin’
The one in a bind, the ones on a grind sayin’,
“It’s about time that I got mine.”
I see the ones with ambition hopin’ wishin’
Payin’ tuition sayin’, “I gotta finish!”
The immigrant, the resident, the vagrant,
And even you Mr. President
Chorus
Black and white and everything in between
But our wants and desires are all colored green
Some of what I see makes me hope
And some of what I see makes me mope
Even if I don’t respect it I accept it
But when I don’t get it I start to question,
“Should I keep to myself and leave all the rest
To everyone else? Or should I
Brave the world as such, walk without a crutch,
With little do much, be real to the touch,
And add to the abundance even if you don’t want it,
Give it, 1st amendment live it?”
Chorus
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Tired Lady
03:46
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Tired Lady
There’s fire in the streets
And the battle drums beat
The battles rage and we’re still awake
There’s voices in the hall
And the writings on the wall
Echo, “Why should we try?”
Chor: Tired lady, come into my hug
Forget the rest it’s hopeless let’s just live in love
In the all night rooms
They dance through the doom
Cocaine excess and barren sex
The ones on the stoops
Their empty eyes droop
Puff of smoke and it’s all a joke
Chorus
My darlin’ dear, don’t go!
My darlin’ dear, stay!
My darlin’ dear, without fear come
Near and tight
We may only have the night
It’s crowded below up here we’re alone
Chorus
My darlin’ dear, don’t go!
My darlin’ dear, stay!
My darlin’ dear, under love we’ll escape
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9. |
Hey, Babe, Get Away
04:27
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Hey, Babe, Get Away
You ain’t the same. My darlin’ you’re changed
And you’re the one to blame for causing all this pain.
How can you treat the one you love so bad?
But you can yell at me, honey, when you’re mad.
Chor: Hey, babe, get away. Hey, babe, get get get away
Hey, babe, get away. Hey, babe, get, get, get away
Hey, babe, get gone. Hey, babe, get, get, get gone
Hey, babe, get away. Hey, babe, get, get, get away
In the dead of the night
My feet run cold my hands are still
In the light of the morning
I know there’s a freeze on your windowsill
And I know you can feel its chill
You were wet in the kitchen
Shakin’, cold, and cryin’ you were sad
When I went to the bedroom
You took the little bit I had
At least now I know you’re bad
It’s easy to run but
It’s hard to really get away
You climbed up my window
You came in to the place I lay
But , babe, you can’t stay so
Chorus
I paid attention
I went and lent expensive time
I gave you a dollar
When you didn’t even have a dime
But I’m done, babe, payin’ all your fines
I used to look back on
The times I never will forget
But to think back on them now
My eyes are filled up with regret
Don’t tell me we ain’t done yet
The shape that you’re framed in
You’re like a moving piece of art
And beneath all your hardness
I know there lies a beatin’ heart
What a shame, though, that it’s broke apart
You ain’t the same. You’re the reason I changed
And you’re the one to blame for causin’ all your pain.
How can you treat the one you love so bad?
Don’t you yell at me, honey, cuz you’re mad
Chorus x2
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The World Is Open to Be Made
Come up all you ones of every rank and station
Come and hear the proclamation
With quickened steps and deep determination
I tell you we shall cover this whole nation
They undertook impossible, a feat no one believed
But when it all was said and done the mountaintop it was achieved
History, it won’t wait
The world is open to be made
Lewis, Clark, and guide with babe
The world is open to be made
Summer heat still, not a single breeze
Ravens flyin’ overhead, locusts trillin’ in the trees
Two battle bands are stretched as far as eye can see
And out of the camp rides our general and he says,
“Let us charge now all together. It will be death for many men
But from the slaughter of your brother will come rebirth in violence.”
Storm the fortress crash the gate
The world is open to be made
Transformation, change of shape
The world is open to be made
Little prairie house weathered and worn
Underneath its roof a baby boy is being born
Destined for ignorance and growin’ up poor
He says to himself, “ I know there’s more.”
Leavin’ home with not a thing and hoppin’ on a train
He headed for the east coast to make himself a name
Déjà vu, forgotten fate
The world is open to be made
What I get I gotta take
The world is open to be made
August of ’63, a march upon the Capitol
Underneath a monument he stood upon the hill
With shakin’ speech the changin’ was filled
The sermon he spoke was delivered to chills
His voice is gone, his body’s past , his words and deeds are still alive
Time of hate is yet to pass, fear still blinds many eyes
Free at last, free at last,
Thank God almighty free at last
Once you break the chains of hate
The world is open to be made
21st century in these United States
For a little boy in the fifth grade it’s just another day
Then hi-jacked planes crashed into the World Trade
The buildings are gone but the memory won’t fade
Of open mouths cryin’ out and tears on every face
It became extremely clear that no one was safe
Planet Earth’s a crazy place
The world is open to be made
I gotta meet it face to face
The world is open to be made
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11. |
I'm Done, I'm Gone
01:36
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I’m Done, I’m Gone
I’m done, I’m gone
By dawn
I gotta go on.
I mean no harm
And you did me no wrong
It’s just that I’ve been here
For more than much too long.
See, my feet are rocked and my hands are nicked
So bad no damn dog would lick.
They curse me when they move their lips
So much I swear my name is Dick.
But damn how long can you keep a good dog down
They got me on a leash walkin’ ‘round this town.
So, it don’t gotta be far
But that’s far better than near,
It’s just that I gotta get
The heck up outta here.
But have no fear
And cry no tear
Remember me here
And I’ll make my home
Like a pair of headphones
Inside of your ear.
I stopped here to please
But please lemme leave.
See me in the sunrise
See me in your lover’s eyes
See every shape and size
And when I say good bye
With wishes well I say, “Farewell.
‘Til we meet again have a good one friend."
Matter of fact, I hope they’re all good ‘til the last
Or at least as many good as you’ve had bad in the past.
But that’s beside the point, lemme go,
Cuz once I’m from this joint
It’s down that long dark road.
But if you feel back
And wanna push me down the track
Lighten up my path
And lighten up my pack
Then when I turn my back
Give my back a slap
Even better yet maybe you could make your hands clap.
I’m done, I’m gone.
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