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Storm Warning
06:38
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NIGHT SO STILL AS DARKENING SKIES SHOW THUNDER STORMS ARE COMING
RACING CLOUDS STIR RAGING WINDS, BRING WARNING HAILSTONES DRUMMING
COME DOWN WITH VENGEANCE, NOW STEAM IS USING FROM THIS ONCE DRY GROUND
LIGHTENING STRIKES ACROSS THE SKY, LIGHTS THE NIGHT AS THE NIGHTMARE SOUNDS
COS THERE'S STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, LORD THIS TIME IT'S GOING TO BLOW
HEAR THAT STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, GOING TO PACK MY THINGS AND GO
IT'S JUST A COUPLE OF ACRES OF DESERT SCRUB,
BUT WE'VE BEEN SCRATCHING THIS SOIL SINCE BEFORE THE WAR
ME AND MY DADDY NEVER THOUGHT TO TURN IT IN
BUT IF THE TWISTER TAKES ITS TOLL WE WON'T BE FARMING HERE NO MORE
I'VE HAD IT ON THE MARKET SINCE I DON'T KNOW WHEN
BUT NOBODY'S GOING TO BUY NO TORNADO LAND
NO SUBSIDIES FOR DAMAGE, NO INSURANCE FOR LOSS
TOO PROUD AND TOO DUMB JUST TO ASK FOR A HAND
COS THERE'S STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, LORD THIS TIME IT'S GOING TO BLOW
HEAR THAT STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, GOING TO PACK MY THINGS AND GO
SILENCE NOW IN TORNADO LAND, NOTHING LEFT IN SIGHT
DEBRIS LAYING ALL AROUND, CATTLE LYING BLEEDING, DYING IN ENDLESS FIGHT
BROKEN TRUCKS AND CARS, LIKE CRUSHED UP BEER CANS, AFT THE LONGEST NIGHT
BARNS AND HOUSES ALL TORN DOWN LEFT LOOKING JUST LIKE A CONSTRUCTION SITE
COS THERE'S STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, LORD THIS TIME IT'S GOING TO BLOW
HEAR THAT STORM WARNING ON MY RADIO
THERE'S A STORM WARNING, GOING TO PACK MY THINGS AND GO
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A STRANGER KNOCKED MY DOOR TODAY SAID HE'D HAD ENOUGH TODAY
WOULD I MIND IF HE MOVED IN, PAID HIS RENT AND HIS BILL ALL IN
STARTED STAYING OUT AT NIGHT, GETTING DRUNK AND CAUSING FIGHTS
A STRANGER KNOCKED MY DOOR TODAY WOULD I BAIL HIM OUT SOMEWAY
PAY ME BACK IF HE GOT PAID... SOMEDAY
MY COUSIN CAUGHT THE EVENING TRAIN,
BOUGHT A TICKET FOR THE EVENING TRAIN
CALLED COLLECT TO LET ME KNOW, BLEW ON THROUGH, WANTED ME TO KNOW
HEARD THE RUMOUR, LET IT LIE. HEARD THE TRUTH AND LET THAT LIE
MY COUSIN CAUGHT THE EVENING TRAIN,
BOUGHT A TICKET, BRAVED THE RAIN
CHANGE THE GEAR IT’S ALL THE SAME... SOMEDAY
AND STILL I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS THEY WANT FROM ME
MAYBE I’LL FIND OUT SOMEDAY, SOMEWAY
WALK THE LINE AND PRAY FOR BLUES. ROCK AND ROLL AND PLAY THE BLUES
CHANCE MY ARM AND PAY FOR BLUES, JUST A JOB SO PLAY THE BLUES
12 BAR RINGING IN MY EARS, SIX OVER EIGHT TO CALM MY FEARS
STANDING TALL, PAY MY DUES, STRIKE THE CHORD AND PLAY THE BLUES
DON’T CHANGE THE WAY I FEEL FOR YOU.... NO WAY
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Just Another Night
04:44
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MUST'VE BEEN HOTTEST DAY IN YEARS, ABOUT A MILLION DEGREES IN THE SHADE.
SITTING IN THE BIGGEST MARQUEE I'D EVER SEEN,
AND 200 LIGHTS POINTED AT THE STAGE.
AND I COULD HAVE SWORN STEVIE RAY WAS STANDING NEXT TO ME
AS I PICKED UP MY GUITAR TO PLAY
AND HE REACHED ACROSS AND TOUCHED MY SHOULDER
AND I'M SURE I HEARD HIM SAY:
"YOU GOT THEIR ATTENTION, JUST DO YOUR THING MAN"
I SAID "STEVIE, I'LL JUST DO EVERYTHING I CAN"
IT WAS A TRENDY LITTLE CELLAR BAR IN THE CITY,
SERVING BEER IN BOTTLES AND GIN SLING WITHOUT THE GIN
AND RECORD COMPANY MEN WITH THEIR MOBILE PHONE TRY TO LOOK UNIMPRESSED
AND IGNORE THE WHOLE DAMN THING,
AND I COULD'VE SWORN DUANE ALLMAN WAS STANDING NEXT TO ME
AS I PICKED UP MY GUITAR TO PLAY,
AND HE REACHED ACROSS AND TOUCHED MY SHOULDER,
AND I SWEAR I HEARD HIM SAY
"IT DON'T MATTER WHAT THEY THINK, JUST DO YOUR THING MAN"
AND I SAID "DUANE, I'LL JUST DO EVERYTHING I CAN"
JUST AN ORDINARY BAR IN AN ORDINARY TOWN,
A GUY IN THE CORNER AND SOME BOYS JUST PASSING THROUGH
AND I'M SHARING A BEER WITH BAND AND TALKING SHOP
AND I'M GLAD THIS TIME I'M JUST PLAYING TO YOU
AND I COULD'VE SWORN ROY BUCHANAN WAS STANDING NEXT TO ME
AS I PICKED UP MY GUITAR TO PLAY
AND HE REACHED ACROSS AND TOUCHED MY SHOULDER
AND I SWEAR I HEARD HIM SAY
"IT'S JUST ANOTHER NIGHT AND THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT MAN"
AND I SAID "ROY I'LL JUST DO EVERYTHING I CAN"
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Take It Away
06:18
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CRAZY MAMA IN A BRIGHT RED DRESS GONNA DO ALL THINGS THAT SHE DO
DRINKING BEER, LIKE ONE OF THE BOYS BEATING ALL COMERS PLAYING POOL
LAYING IT OUT AND PUTTING ALL HER MONEY IN THE JUKE BOX
CRAZY MAMA IN A BRIGHT RED DRESS GONNA DO ALL THINGS THAT SHE DO
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA MAKE IT STOP
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA TAKE IT AWAY
SHERIFF BROWN AIN’T JUST PASSING THROUGH, YOU KNOW SOMEBODY’S GOING TO JAIL
IT DON’T MATTER WHAT THEY MIGHT HAVE DONE, AND HE AIN’T GONNA BACK IT FOR BAIL
EVERY FOUR YEARS, HE KEEPS GETTING HIMSELF ELECTED
SHERIFF BROWN AIN’T JUST PASSING THROUGH, YOU KNOW SOMEBODY’S GOING TO JAIL
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA MAKE IT STOP
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA TAKE IT AWAY
JEREMIAH SAYS HE FIXES TRUCKS, BUT THEY NEVER RUN THE WAY THAT THEY SHOULD,
GUARANTEE THAT WHEN YOU HIT THE ROAD YOU’LL FIND YOURSELF LIFTING THE HOOD
SO YOU TAKE IT BACK, AND HE FINDS A WAY OF SELLING YOU A NEW TRUCK
JEREMIAH SAYS HE FIXES TRUCKS, BUT THEY NEVER RUN THE WAY THAT THEY SHOULD,
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA MAKE IT STOP
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA TAKE IT AWAY
THE SOUTHBOUND NORTHTOWN GREYHOUND BUS, ‘SPOSED TO LEAVE THE DEPOT AT TWO
BUT IF YOU GET OUT OF TOWN BEFORE NIGHTFALL, YOU COULD COUNT YOURSELF A LUCKY DUDE
BETTER TAKE A TRAIN IF YOU CAN FIND ONE, BETTER STILL STAY WHERE YOU ARE
THE SOUTHBOUND NORTHTOWN GREYHOUND BUS, ‘SPOSED TO LEAVE THE DEPOT AT TWO
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA MAKE IT STOP
AIN’T NOBODY GONNA TAKE IT AWAY
CRAZY MAMA IN A BRIGHT RED DRESS GONNA DO ALL THINGS THAT SHE DO
COMING IN ON THE GREYHOUND BUS, IT’S GOING TO HIT THE DEPOT AT TWO
WITH JEREMIAH AS A RUNNING MATE, SHE’S GOING TO GET HERSELF ELECTED
SHERIFF MAMA IN A BRIGHT RED DRESS GONNA DO ALL THINGS THAT SHE DO
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5. |
Probably Correct
04:20
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I PLAY A LITTLE GAME JUST TO SEE HOW PEOPLE MIGHT REACT
JUST LIGHT A FUSE, WATCH IT IGNITE AND STAND A LONG WAY BACK
AND WHEN THEY REVIEW, EXCHANGE POINTS OF VIEW, I’M NEVER THE CAUSE OF THE RIFT.
INSERT THAT WEDGE, DON’T TAKE A PLEDGE AND JUST REITERATE THE FACT
I WAS INFORMED THAT MY PRESENCE WAS ALMOST CERTAINLY NOT REQUIRED
AND DESPITE MY VERY BEST INTENTIONS THAT WAS NEVER WHAT I TRULY DESIRED
ANYWAY, I TOOK IT AWAY, LOADED MY CAR AND I LEFT
BUT IT ISN’T THE SAME, PLAYING A GAME YOU NEVER REALLY ACQUIRED
AND IF IT’S ALL THE SAME, I’LL JUST DO ONE THING AT A TIME
IF IT’S ALL THE SAME TO YOU, AND IF YOU DON’T MIND
I’LL JUST SIT RIGHT HERE BIDING MY TIME…
I REPLIED, YOU KNOW THERE’S POSSIBLY ANOTHER WAY OF READING THAT PHRASE
THE WORDS ON THE PAGE WHILST APPARENTLY SAGE, COULD BY TAKEN A MYRIAD WAYS
IN ANY CASE, IN ANOTHER PLACE, THEY TAKE THE OPPOSITE VIEW
I WATCH AND WAIT WHILE THE IDEAS THAT I’VE PLACED I’VE PLACED POSSIBLY CONNECT
AND IF IT’S ALL THE SAME, I’LL JUST DO ONE THING AT A TIME
IF IT’S ALL THE SAME TO YOU, AND IF YOU DON’T MIND
I’LL JUST SIT RIGHT HERE BIDING MY TIME…
SHE MADE ME OFFER THAT I COULD NOT POSSIBLY ACCEPT
AND THE LOOK OF SURPRISE, WHEN I POLITELY DECLINED WAS A PICTURE I’LL NEVER FORGET.
ANYWAY, THE FOLLOWING DAY, SHE LOADED HER CAR AND SHE LEFT.
AND I HAD TO CONCLUDE, MY DECISION TO REFUSE, WAS PROBABLY CORRECT
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Fade Away
05:33
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YOU KNEW MIND WAS SO CONFUSED
KNEW MY CONSCIENCE HAD BEEN USED
STILL YOU PLAY WITH FATE LIKE IT’S A CHILDISH GAME
BUT YOU COULDN’T CHANGE ME, SEE I’M STILL THE SAME
THERE’S PLENTY OF TIMES THAT I KNEW YOU’D LIED
AND THE WAY YOU’D TALK MADE IT DIFFICULT TO HIDE
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY
YOU BURN MY MIND WITH YOUR OWN DESIGNS
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY
I CAN READ BETWEEN YOUR LINES
EVEN NOW YOU BELIEVE YOUR DREAMS
THE WAY YOU TALK, AND THE WAY YOU SCHEME
YOU’VE HAUNTED ME WITH YOUR SAD SAD SONGS
BUT I DON’T CARE EVEN THOUGH I WAS FOOLED ALL ALONG
‘COS MEMORIES AND FADED NIGHTS
TOOK THE SCALES FROM MY EYES SO I CAN SEE THE LIGHT
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY
YOU BURN MY MIND WITH YOUR OWN DESIGNS
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY I CAN READ BETWEEN YOUR LINES
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY LOOSEN YOUR GRIP ON MY SOUL
FADE AWAY, FADE AWAY YOU DIDN’T TOUCH ME
WITH THE NIGHTMARES YOU SOLD
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7. |
Tennessee Blues
05:50
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CAN YOU HEAR THAT WILD DOG HOWLING BY THE HANGING TREE
THAT IS NO CRY FOR JUSTICE, JUST A SIGN TO SET YOU FREE
SO YOU DRIVE FROM UNION CITY TOWARD JACKSON, TENNESSEE
AND HOPE THAT NO ONE KNOWS YOU OR KNOWS ENOUGH TO LET YOU BE.
DO YOU HEAR THAT LONELY WHISTLE, DO YOU HEAR THAT SOBBING HEART
LOOK ACROSS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES, WONDER WHERE YOU'RE GOING TO START
AND WOULD IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE: DRAW; WIN OR LOSE
I MISS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES - MY TENNESSEE BLUES
I REMEMBER SONGS MY DADDY TAUGHT ME WHEN HE WORKED THE TVA
TIRED OF WORKING A WORKED OUT FARM, HE SOLD UP AND MOVED AWAY
TELLING STORIES OF THOSE LONG DEAD HEROES WHICH CHANGED EACH TIME HE TOLD THEM
YET NONE OF THAT SEEMS RELEVANT WHEN YOU NEED FRIEND IN JACKSON
DO YOU HEAR THAT LONELY WHISTLE, DO YOU HEAR THAT SOBBING HEART
LOOK ACROSS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES, WONDER WHERE YOU'RE GOING TO START
AND WOULD IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE: DRAW; WIN OR LOSE
I MISS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES - MY TENNESSEE BLUES
WELL I'VE ALWAYS THOUGH OF MOVING NORTH, CHICAGO, WILL DO ME FINE
TO PLAY THOSE SONGS I USED TO PLAY AND WONDER WHERE TO CROSS THE LINE
AND STILL I DON'T REMEMBER DO I REALLY NEED TO GO
OR JUST STAY HERE AND HOPE IT WORKS LIKE SOME OLD MEDICINE SHOW
DO YOU HEAR THAT LONELY WHISTLE, DO YOU HEAR THAT SOBBING HEART
LOOK ACROSS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES, WONDER WHERE YOU'RE GOING TO START
AND WOULD IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE: DRAW; WIN OR LOSE
I MISS THOSE ENDLESS SPACES - MY TENNESSEE BLUES
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8. |
Who Am I?
05:22
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I WORK HARD TO BE A GOOD MAN, YOU KNOW SOMETIMES IT SLIPS MY MIND
I WORK HARD TO BE A GOOD MAN, YOU KNOW SOMETIMES IT SLIPS MY MIND
I’VE BEEN TRAVELLING FOR SOME TIME, WASN’T SURE WHAT I MIGHT FIND
DON’T YOU LEAVE HERE IN THE MORNING, ‘COS THERE AIN’T NO PLACE TO BE
DON’T YOU LEAVE HERE IN THE MORNING, ‘COS THERE AIN’T NO PLACE TO BE
LOOK AT THE WORLD IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT, JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE
LET ME TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME, THERE AN’T NO PLACE TO GO
LET ME TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME, THERE AN’T NO PLACE TO GO
JUST SIT DOWN AND THINK IT OUT, BEFORE YOU TAKE THAT TRAIN AND BLOW
SO THERE’S TROUBLE ON YOUR MIND? I GUESS YOU AIN’T THAT KEEN TO SHARE
SO THERE’S TROUBLE ON YOUR MIND? I GUESS YOU AIN’T THAT KEEN TO SHARE
DID YOU THINK YOU WERE ALONE, DID YOU WONDER WHO WOULD CARE
CAN YOU HELP ME FIND AN ANSWER, CAN YOU HELP ME FIND A WAY
CAN YOU HELP ME FIND AN ANSWER, WOULD YOU HELP ME FIND A WAY
I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR A WHILE NOW AND I’D APPRECIATE YOUR SAY
SO WHO THE HELL AM I? I AM YOU AND WE ARE ONE
WHO THE HELL AM I? I AM YOU AND WE ARE ONE
AND YOU THINK YOU GOT AWAY WITH IT? NOW YOU SEE THAT YOU WERE WRONG
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9. |
After the Storm
05:41
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IT'S BEEN FIVE LONG YEARS SINCE THAT TORNADO TOOK MY LIFE AND TURNED IT UPSIDE DOWN.
I'VE HAD TO SWALLOW MY PRIDE, AND TAKE THE UNION DIME
ON THE POORER SIDE OF THAT OLD IMMIGRANT TOWN.
AND THE REPO MEN CUT OFF MY HANDS WHEN THE ELEMENTS LEV-ELLED MY LAND
AND LEFT ME TO DROWN
AND THE WIND TOOK ALL MY BELONGINGS, AND THE RAIN TOOK ALL OF MY PRIDE
AND THE AUTHORITIES LEFT ME NO OPTION
AND THE SHAME LEFT ME NOWHERE TO HIDE
AFTER THE STORM THERE'S BEEN NO NEW MORNING
AFTER THE STORM,LORD, I'VE BEEN ALL ALONE
AFTER THE STORM I SHOULD'VE HEEDED THAT WARNING
COS IT LEFT ME WITH NOWHERE TO GO
AND NOW THAT THE BOTTLE IS EMPTY
AND THE LAST SHRED OF DECENCY HAS GONE
DO I STILL THINK ITS WORTH MY WHILE CARING AT ALL.... AFTER THE STORM
AND I HEARD THAT BIG CITY CALLING ME,
COS EVEN A BANKRUPT FARMER CAN TRY AGAIN
AN I DON'T REALLY CARE WHAT I DO NOW
I GUESS I'LL TURN MY HAND TO ANYTHING
I LOOKED UP AND ONCE MORE IT CAME FROM THE SKY, AS THE CONCRETE STARTED TO FLY
AROUND ME AGAIN
AND THE WIND TOOK ALL MY ……
AND THE HOSTILITY …. AND THE HATRED LEFT ME ……
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10. |
Petite Fleur
03:52
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Instrumental by Sidney Bechet
Recorded Under License
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E D Brayshaw England, UK
Guitar player, songwriter, composer & arranger
Début solo album 'Fire Without Water'
was released in 2020. New album 'Random Repeat' coming soon…
Recently released the double album 'The Roads We Ride' with Wily Bo Walker
... more
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