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5 Years Down
03:32
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i hear that long and lonesome road calling me
i hear that long and lonesome road calling me
i'm here with you my love there's no place i'd rather be
yet i hear that lonesome road calling me
the way ahead is dark and hard to see
the way ahead is dark and hard to see
but we walk together our footsteps soft and free
although the way ahead is dark and hard to see
all the trials and all the troubles
5 years down that dusty road
never dreamed where it would take us
as it led us to our home
the weight of the world may bring us to our knees
the weight of the world may bring us to our knees
we must keep our heads held high keep walking and believe
although the weight of the world may bring us to our knees
all the trials and all the troubles
5 years down that dusty road
never dreamed where it would take us
as it led us to our home
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2. |
In The Pines
05:15
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3. |
Broken Life
03:44
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sits in front of a liquor store strummin for your change
it's not your coins he wants but he'll take them anyways
wants someone to talk to him to hear his heartfelt song
but everyone just rushes by to get their weekend on
they say he lives a broken life
that with him something is wrong
why a man stands out on the street at night
takin change just for a song
sees the world in a different way than you or i could see
sees a place where people care and they can all be free
sees a place where those in need can get the help they deserve
food to eat and a place to sleep not swept onto the curb
they say he lives a broken life
that with him something is wrong
why a man stands out on the street at night
takin change just for a song
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4. |
House of the Rising Sun
03:58
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5. |
Dying Ground
04:37
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when they carry me down to my dying ground
don't you weep for me
when my time has come and i must move on
don't you dare mourn for me
lay me on a pyre
where the forest meets the sea
set the raft on fire
as the tide takes hold of me
when they carry me down to my dying ground
don't you weep for me
when my time has come and i must move on
don't you dare mourn for me
carry me to the woods
lay me down under a tree
leave me for the wolves
let them devour me
when they carry me down to my dying ground
don't you weep for me
when my time has come and i must move on
don't you dare mourn for me
burn me on a cliff
'til my body is no more
toss my ashes to the wind
with the vultures i will soar
when they carry me down to my dying ground
don't you weep for me
when my time has come and i must move on
don't you dare mourn for me
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6. |
Rub Alcohol Blues
04:16
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Rye the Banjo Guy Nova Scotia
Rye the Banjo Guy is a foot stomping, banjo playing, loud singing street performer who has lived, toured, and played music all across canada. They are currently living in the Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia.
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