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Hemlock St.
02:55
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I'm walkin' all the way from San Anton'
To Birmingham
To see your pretty face my darlin'
Hold your fair white hand
Juliet, she's a-screamin' in my ear
Tellin' me, "Go to Hemlock St., my little dear."
A summer night is hot and long
There's one thing I know for sure, you are my home
I'll do your dishes, my honey babe
Until your sink runs dry
I don't mind just what your thinking pretty mama
I'll give it my best try
You call me up, on your telephone
Tellin' me, "My darlin', I hate it all alone"
A summer night is hot and long
There's one thing I know for sure, you are my home
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Well my Brother, he's with the Painter
He's with my maker
So witty and wise
Starry night cities, blue lilacs they see
Rooms simple and clean
So pretty and nice
They lay colors as thick as snowfall
As heavy as all you want
So witty and wise
Spendin' the summertime, drinkin' that turpentine
Show me yours, show you mine
So ptretty and nice
My Brother and the Painter drift so pretty
Their hearts melt down into the city
And the blood it rushes through
Into the avenue
Let them take you
So witty and wise
Let them hold you
So pretty and nice
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3. |
Lucy's Rag
02:48
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4. |
Mole in the Ground
03:09
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I wish I's a mole in the ground
I wish I's a mole in the ground
If I's a mole in the ground
I'd tear this mountain down
I wish I's a mole in the ground
My Candy wants a nine dollar shawl
My Candy wants a nine dollar shawl
I come over the hill
With a forty dollar bill
Said, "Baby, where you been so long?"
Well, I've been in the bin so long
I've been in the bin so long
I've been in the bin
With the rough and rowdy men
Said, "Baby, where you been so long?"
I don't like no railroad men
No, I don't like no railroad men
For a railroad man
Will kill you if he can
And drink up your blood like wine
I wish I's a lizard in the spring
I wish I's a lizard in the spring
If I's a lizard in the spring
I could hear my darlin' sing
Sayin', "Baby, where you been so long?"
My Candy, let your hair hang down
My Candy, let your hair hang down
Let your hair hang long
And your bangs come rollin' down
My Candy, let your hair hang down
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del Brutto Hamtramck, Michigan
del Brutto is a heartbreak. A dirty, sweaty, nasty heartbreak.
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