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Moon Song
02:55
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Moon glow silver through the trees
Shine against the fallen leaves
White clouds floating from on far
Slung low, hanging from a star
And now in my dreams
Bathing in your beams
Sky turns through the night
Moon falls out of sight
Where do you go when the night is done?
Off to chase my love the sun
And meet there in that space
Dawn and dusk in one embrace
And now in my dreams
Bathing in your beams
Sky turns through the night
Moon falls out of sight
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Storms on Gila
02:47
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Storms roll in on Gila, silt rolls in the creek
I need you to hold up my love, for now I'm just too weak
Fire burns the prairie, dove sits on an arm
Do you have it in yourself to do me any harm?
Shadows in the canyon, toads hide in the sand
I'm afraid to ask for much when I need a hand
Ashes lace the prairie, wing left in the dirt
If it doesn't burn away I'll show you where I hurt
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This Love
03:20
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Take this lullaby, don't cry tonight
Everything is alright, and you can sleep tight
Take all your fears, you can lay them here
Let the sun shine, good things come in time
This love it's hard to fake it
This love no one can unmake
My heart is here for the taking
My heart it feels like it's breaking
When we're gray and old, will that story get told
Of a love on fire, fueled by desire
Just look at the stars, I'm not very far
Look at the moon, I'll be there soon
This love it's hard to fake it
This love no one can unmake
My heart is here for the taking
My heart it feels like it's breaking
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My heart is sad and I am lonely
For the only one I love
When will I see him, oh, no never
Til we meet in heaven above
Oh, bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So he may know where I am sleeping
And perhaps he'll weep for me
He told me that he dearly loved me
How could I believe him untrue?
Until the angel softly whispered
He will prove untrue to you
Oh, bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So he may know where I am sleeping
And perhaps he'll weep for me
Tomorrow was our wedding day
Oh, Lord, my God, where can he be?
He is out a-courting with another
And no longer cares for me
Oh, bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So he may know where I am sleeping
And perhaps he'll weep for me
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Still
02:58
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Still in the middle of the lake when the water gets cold
Still in the water when the leaves turn red and gold, leaves turn red and gold
I've found a million little ways to piddle away my time
I've found myself a little older can't help myself but I, I'm somehow surprised, I'm somehow surprised
It's actually all rather simple, just take your clothes off and get in
But everyday I am unlearning that being naked is a sin
Still salt in the wound but that's what makes it heal
Still wide open but how else would I feel
I've found I get caught up when I've thought up a good lie
I've found myself a little older can't help myself but I, I'm somehow surprised, I'm somehow surprised
It's actually all rather simple, just take your clothes off and get in
But everyday I am unlearning that being naked is a sin
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Howling Mob Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Howling Mob is a Pittsburgh-based band that plays mountain music with subversive themes and gorgeous, gritty harmonies. West Virginia-born Eli Namay plays bass, banjoist and singer Hannah Standiford lived in Richmond, Virginia for ten years before moving to Pittsburgh and Art Lindsay is a born and bred Pittsburgher holding it down playing fiddle, guitar, and singing. ... more
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