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Ain't Got the Time
03:05
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Sun rays bendin' the highways
Getting gone, chasing that brighter dawn
When lost, all that I say is keep to keepin' on
Could you set out this morning?
Could you leave it all behind?
Hate to leave without warning
But I just ain't got the time
I'll be long gone baby
Come high noon
You can tell California
I'll be coming soon
Chorus:
Chase the sun rays
Hit the highways and ride
No more delays
Ain't got the time
Sunday, hop on a freight train
Monday, halfway to the golden state
One day I'll be able to explain just what couldn't wait
Most of us heard the calling
Most of us just gave up listening
I must continue to follow the road that's glistening
I'll be long gone baby
Come high noon
You can tell California
I'll be coming soon
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Ballad of Alvin Mac
04:06
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Alvin Mac was a lumberjack worker
In the days of postbellum Alabam
And there always seemed to be contention
Between him and his boss man
While downtown with his son at a local parade
His boss struck him with a two by four
So Alvin took his son back to his home place
Then returned and shot his boss to the floor
The lawmen chased him into the swamps of Greenville
With a pack of hungry blood hounds
But Alvin was well versed in hound training
And drove that pack back towards the town
Alvin left them lawmen a-waitin'
He hopped a freight train out to Waco, Texas
His wife wrote him when she caught word
Said the lawmen have given their promise
Of no conviction if you return
He decided to hop on an eastbound train
But was told there was a trap at the station
No one knows if jumped off or hid on that train
But he left them lawmen a-waitin'
Alvin left them lawmen a-waitin'
Twenty years passed, his wife and son had long left town
The crime the law could barely recall
But Alvin's brother received some letters from Arizona
From a lumberjack named Bud Stovall
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State Trooper
Don't pull me over
To the shoulder
Or the divide
I'm just a-runnin' shine
Down from North Caroline
I'd be better off if I wasn't stopped tonight
I'll get to Florida
By the early morning hours
If I get through Georgia
Below your radar
Go visit some family
Way down in Alabamy
I'll evade the law
Get down to Mardi Gras tomar
Chorus
All the cops in Mississippi
Think I look like a hippie
They say we don't care for that long hair round these parts
And getting locked up in Texas
Ain't on my checklist
I'll be almost to Cali
Before the jail rally starts
Chorus
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4. |
Quite as Planned
04:09
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An entrepreneur had a product in mind
Assessed the market trends, stock options, and drew his budget lines
Then he regulated supply as to render demand
But when the annual reports came back in it didn't go quite as planned
A revolting people broke from the bureaucracy
They said "we've no need for your sanctions, all we need is to learn to live freely"
But in time their very own rose to dictate the upper hand
And when that well ran dry it didn't go quite as planned
It doesn't always have to make sense
The world outside owes no explanation or recompense
Something across the years I could never understand
How somethings can be mapped out in stone and still not go quite as planned
Two young lovers
Shared their wildest wows
They knew they'd be together forever and exchanged their final vows
But you can love the beach without loving every grain of sand
And when that tidal wave came crashing in it didn't go quite as planned
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5. |
Sly Talkin' Cindy
04:23
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What can I say?
She had a way with choosing her words
What can I say?
What could I do?
She took off and flew away with the birds
What could I do or say?
She drove me down in disarray
Chorus:
Sly Talkin' Cindy
She is so friendly and fine
As she drags you down
I couldn't help it
My heart melted
And I was a sore, sad clown
That devil doll
She took but all I had to give
That devil doll
She bought a strip mall
And flew off to Nepal with two guys I's friends with
Now they're in Nepal
Cashing in their strip mall
Chorus
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She said "Get out there then, go get your fun
You don't have to live now with what you've done
You don't have to speak now for what you owe
That'll come down the line, too late to know"
She said "Embarking on your trails of dirt, stone, and wits
You can pick up a lot from the hypocrites
And however winded your journey delves
They'll hate you the best because they despise themselves"
She said "All them proselytizers speaking heaven and hell
Might appear to be gypsies selling fairytales
But there words still might come to you at good worth
Because there's heaven and hell right here on earth"
She said "Don't get lost out there counting sheep
All day long earn your sleep
And don't accommodate to fit other fools wealth
Accommodate the world to fit yourself"
He said "We've all got our qualms which we try to live through
I don't communicate when I'm gone, you don't communicate when I'm with you
And I'm beginning to learn what I've known all along
In love, the only one right will always be wrong"
She said "Get out there then, go get your fun
You don't have to live now with what you've done
You don't have to speak now for what you owe
That'll come down the line, too late to know"
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Girl from Caroline
04:02
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When you gave me your last goodbye
The world didn't stop spinnin'
No it kept comin' 'round
And the sun continued to rise
The moon kept on shimmerin'
Through the clouds
Oh and I knew the the oceans waved on
But I must have sunk with the tide
I suppose I'll be rollin' on
With Raleigh in the rearview
And you on my mind
I finally wrote you a song
Forgive me if it's poorly timed
Oh and I ain't got nothin' to prove
But I sure can testify
Chorus:
Got it bad for the girl from Caroline
Got it bad for the girl from Caroline
Riding into that Blue Ridge Skyline
Oh and I don't know what you're going through
But I have surely cried
Chorus
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8. |
Wait a Lifetime
03:39
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Some folks wait so long
Some will wait a lifetime
On the banks with a dream out at sea
Living in some forthcoming time
and just coasting through the motions of now
Straight ahead somehow they do not see
Chorus:
From the calmest to the wildest
Each moment can be timeless
Some folks only know what is gone
Some lose the new spring to the past
Bound in love to the times behind them
Never to ascend the current steps
Never to scale their tree of life
On the way they go out on a limb
Chorus
Live in today
Breathe in the times
Some will wait a lifetime
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9. |
Walkin' on a Moonbeam
03:50
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In my dream we went out walkin' on a moonbeam
Down a midnight, starlight promenade
And I saw it all shine as the grand design
We took hands and met lips 'neath the eclipse shade
We once deemed the supernovas ordinary
And the aurora borealis as grey
Till we opened our eyes to the vast surprise
Hidden within the shades of today
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10. |
Candle Eyes
02:49
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You can't just keep living
That same old way
Somewhere down the line
You will find
You're gonna need to change
And don't be too surprised
When it's not the same
Just keep the sun in your skies
And your candle eyes in flame
You just can't keep on living
That same old way
Somewhere down the line
You will find
You're gonna need to change
And don't be too surprised
If I'm not the same
I'm just riding candle smoke lines in the skies
Off a broken wick's extinguished flame
Don't be too surprised
Keep the sun in your skies
Keep your candle eyes in flame
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Brooks Forsyth Boone, North Carolina
Hailing from the mountains of North Carolina, Brooks Forsyth is a musician of Appalachia and beyond. Encompassing a variety of sounds in Americana, he has a large repertoire of original songs, and a versatile guitar style consisting of both flatpicking and fingerpicking. Throughout the last seventeen years, Brooks has performed solo and with a variation of musical ensembles across the U.S.A. ... more
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