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Cut Bank
03:15
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Calling out, your bed it not the same.
Get it out, and it breaks your name.
Push it out, I leave the way I came
And the worst part, it always tastes the same.
I leave my heart in Cut Bank every time.
Holler out, to the mountain range.
Cutting rope, on the open plain.
Let it rain, calling out the name.
I let em know. Dance to time unknown
I leave my heart in Cut Bank every time.
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2. |
San Francisco
03:13
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We were mourning,
down in Oakland.
We were talking about memories.
We were lonely.
I said baby,
You’re taking all day.
I went places I aint ever been
Left ya lonely
I can barely sleep, so tell me bout your dreams.
And that raging wind, is blowing out to sea.
Cause it’s a long ride back from the country.
It’s a long ride home, back to San Francisco.
I got an ocean.
We were swimming for a bridge.
Burning highways like memories,
I haven’t seen you since.
You make it easy.
San Francisco, my band.
I lost all them on that memory.
I’ll catch up if I can.
I can barely sleep, so tell me bout your dreams.
And that raging wind, is blowing out to sea.
Cause it’s a long ride back from the country.
It’s a long ride home, back to San Francisco.
Ah, back to San Francisco
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3. |
Scars
02:38
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Oh my baby, hold your head
Tell me why your sorry soul
Tell me why your sorry soul be frightened
Oh my baby, hold your heart
Tell me why your sorry heart
Tell me why your sorry heart be broken
I know you're scared, I know I'm not you
You're moving on, I'm trying to
It left a mark, it broke your heart
Oh my baby, I love every one of your scars
Oh my baby, calm your mind
It's alright to cry tonight
It's alright to cry until the morning
Oh my baby, turn the tide
Tell me why your hungry heart
Tell me why your hungry heart is crying
And here today, you are strong
In every way, you're all I know
It broke your heart, it left some marks
Oh my baby, I love every one of your scars
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4. |
Colors
03:48
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Wild one, are you waiting?
Do you love the eyes on you?
Wild one, I’m begging.
Color me and take me back.
Wild one, are ya taking?
Are you loving the tongue and tell?
Wild one, are ya ready?
Yellow, red, and neon tones in you.
I can’t go alone, tell me you know.
I’m loving all the lies.
Truth holding true, California blue.
Go on go and catch a flight
I see the colors that you can’t see at night
Wild one, are you using?
Our lives, the yellow moon.
Oh May, I been moving,
Out where you took the check.
Wild one, I’m singing.
You hold tight, you shake my core.
Wild one, lets keep on talking.
All eyes and slam the door in you.
I can’t go alone, tell me you know.
I’m loving all the lies.
Truth holding true, California blue.
Go on go and catch a flight
I see the colors that you cant see at night
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Charles Johnson Nashville, Tennessee
Folk-rock singer/songwriter, Charles Johnson, is an unchained, raw talent, creating emotional and tangible music. Pairing finger picked, driving guitar with his unique vocal delivery, he offers his explorations into American folk, rock, and country music. ... more
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