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Driving in my T-Bird
Heading out on Highway 5
Yea I’m driving in my rag top
Heading out on Highway 5
I got my baby beside me
It’s a Green Mountain Saturday night
Well the double feature
Starts at half past nine
I said the drive in movie
starts at half past nine
Oh but I don’t care
Cause my baby she looks so fine
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive in Saturday night
Yea it’s a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
Up here in the hills
We sure do it right
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
I got a bucket full of beer
And a pretty little girl named Sue
I got a cooler full of cold ones
And a pretty girl names Sue
When we drop that top
Sue knows what to do
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive in Saturday night
Yea it’s a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
Up here in the hills
The girls sure do it right
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
I said hey there baby
Why you wearing your clothes so tight
I said Sue now sugar
Why you wearing your clothes so tight
If some fella starts looking
There’s gonna be a fight
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive in Saturday night
Yea it’s a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
Up here in the hills
The boys sure know how to fight
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
Yea, up here in the hills
We sure do it right
On a Hi-Way 5 Drive In Saturday night
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Lordy Lordy
03:05
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Well I’m stuck in a corner
I got two girls on my plate
One’s wearing my wedding ring
And one is two months late
My daddy had religion
And I would hear him sing
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
Well I’m stuck in the middle
And I don’t know what to do
One girl says she’s leaving town
And one girl says we’re through
If I had religion
You know that I would sing
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
I don’t know why
I always seem to be
Drunk and in trouble
With the woman of my dreams
Momma told me when I was boy one day I’d see
Whiskey and women going to be the death of me
Well, I’m stuck in the gutter
And my bottle’s almost dry
I can’t have a sober day
No matter how I try
Whiskey’s my religion
Together we will sing
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
I don’t know why
I always seem to be
Drunk and in trouble
With the woman of my dreams
Momma told me when I was boy one day I’d see
Whiskey and women going to be the death of me
Lordy Lordy going to save me from sin
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Old Number 13
04:39
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I was driving by the graveyard
And what did I see
My loving baby
She’s down on her knees
Her hair’s all disheveled
She got tears on her face
My loving baby
She’s crying over another man’s grave
Another man’s grave
I hid on a hill
Behind an oak tree
Where my loving baby
She couldn’t see
Then I watched my baby
All through the day
Before it was over
She’d cried over a dozen men’s graves
A dozen men’s graves
Well I fell asleep
Against that old oak
I heard a twig snap
And then I awoke
She’d snuck up behind me
Where I couldn’t see
Then my loving baby
She made me old number 13
Old number 13
She put a log upside my head and my baby
She made me old number 13
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Brushwood Road
03:31
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Driving out on Brushwood Road
I got one hand on the wheel
I got my windows open
And a cold wind I can feel
I got moonshine in the back
Lord it’s a heavy load
I’m going to meet my fate tonight
Out on Brushwood Road
I lost my job and then my wife
About a year ago
The bankers tried to take my house
But I said I won’t go
I met a man who said that he could
Help me, don’t you know
I’m going to meet him here tonight
Out on Brushwood Road
All my life I’ve been working hard
To keep my head above water
Doing what I can to get through every day
They say you can’t change the way things are
But I’m trying to find a way
I saw him standing in the road
A shotgun in his hand
The meanest looking man I’ve seen
In this forsaken land
He handed me a wad of bills
Then he dropped his shotgun low
I showed him my old 44
Then I watched him hit the road
All my life I’ve been working hard
To keep my head above water
Doing what I can
To get through every day
They say you can’t change the way things are
But I finally found a way
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5. |
I Let Her Fall
04:05
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Where is my baby
Where did she go
Are those her footprints
There in the snow
If she finally left me
I don’t blame her at all
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
For so long she listened
To my lies and schemes
Setting aside all
Her hopes and dreams
If she finally left me
I don’t blame her at all
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
All she ever wanted
Was a man to hold her tight
Whisper sweet nothings
In the night
She gave me her love
And I squandered it all
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
Winter is over
Spring’s round the bend
I never thought that
Our time would end
But she finally left me
I don’t blame her at all
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
All she ever wanted
Was for me to hold her tight
Whisper I love you
Every night
She gave me her sweet love
And I squandered it all
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
She wanted me to hold her
I let her fall
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When Sarah Dances
04:20
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With shining eyes
As dark as stone
She dances, all alone
A piece of heaven
A comet’s tail
Her soul is unveiled
When Sarah dances
Our hearts dance with her
A ballerina
A curled foot
When Sarah dances
She spins and she twirls
A ballerina
She fills our world
So many dresses
All in a row
Like layered petticoats
They rise and fall
Float to and fro
Her face is all aglow
When Sarah dances
Our hearts dance with her
A ballerina
A clubfoot
When Sarah dances
Sweet little girl
A ballerina
Light up the world
A ballerina
Sweet little girl
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Benny's Silvertone
05:18
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If you drive to the edge of town
Down an old dirt road
Out past Fred Tuttle’s farm
You’re gonna hear a croaking toad
Go through the covered bridge
Where the winter river heaves
On by the sugar stand
Where the wind cries through the leaves
Turn left at the old grist mill
The beams they creak and moan
You’ll see the whisper tree
As silent as a stone
Go through Ghost Valley
Where the wind always blows
You’ll hear the sweet sweet sounds
Of Benny’s Silvertone
Some folks say Ben was born
On a ship out on the sea
Waves crashing across the bow
Used to rock that boy to sleep
One night when the moon was full
Three sisters came to call
A little baby washed up by the tide
Was all they ever found
Little Benny lived like a gypsy
He roamed from town to town
The only good thing that happened to him
Was an old guitar he found
People came from all around
To hear him make that guitar moan
Hypnotized by the sweet sweet sounds
Of Benny’s Silvertone
Some folks say the gypsy boy
Built a cabin in the woods
Just back from Vietnam
He was leaving the world for good
The townsfolk couldn’t understand
Why he never came to town
So one night some good old boys
Decided to track him down
They’d heard that Benny robbed a bank
And the woodpile hid the gold
They’d soon regret believing
All the stories they’d been told
They townsfolk went to find those boys
When they never turned up home
But all they found was the sweet sweet sounds
Of Benny’s Silvertone
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Ghost Shadow
04:18
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Ghost Shadow crossed my path today
Ghost Shadow crossed my path today
Look back, look down
There laying on the cold, hard ground
Ghost Shadow crossed my path today
A glimpse of a child
Unguarded in the wild
Ghost Shadow crossed my path today
Ghost Shadow called my name today
Ghost Shadow called my name today
A whisper in my ear
Same story all these years
Ghost Shadow called my name today
Been haunted for so long
Been singing the same old song
Ghost Shadow called my name today
Ghost Shadow brought me home today
Ghost Shadow brought me home today
Look back, look down
Bury me in the cold, hard ground
Ghost Shadow brought me home to stay
Moon riders in the air
Ghost Shadow is everywhere
Ghost Shadow brought me home to stay
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West Fairlee Falcon
02:54
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See her soaring through the sky
A peregrine falcon way up high
West Fairlee Falcon
On the day that she was born
A blizzard on an April morn
West Fairlee Falcon
Born into a raptor nest
Raised from birth to be the best
Skiing at Mad River Glen
Catch her if you think you can
West Fairlee Falcon
Storrs Hill jumping through the air
Flying home without a care
West Fairlee Falcon
Raised among these hills of green
Toughest bird you’ll ever see
Over in the land of snow
She clicks her skis, look out below
West Fairlee Falcon
O’er the ocean flying home
Her talons clutched a crystal globe
West Fairlee Falcon
When she sets her sights on you
There ain’t nothing you can do
West Fairlee Falcon
West Fairlee Falcon
West Fairlee Falcon
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Long Long Gone
02:56
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My baby took a long walk
Down along the river
A gypsy woman told me
She’s long long gone
A mist fell on the river
The moon was rising high
A ghostly apparition
She’s long long gone
She’s long long gone
Without a trace
In my dreams
I see her face
No one knows
Where she went
She’s long long gone
Thunderclaps and lightning
Flashing in the sky
An echo down the valley
She’s long long gone
A fog embraced the willows
Weeping through the leaves
A shadow of a memory
She’s long long gone
She’s long long gone
Without a trace
In my dreams
I see her face
No one knows
Where she went
She’s long long gone
My baby took a long walk
Down along the river
Ain’t never going to find her
She’s long long gone
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11. |
Rope Tow Boogie
03:31
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Well, the little red rooster told a little brown hen
Go to Northeast Slopes about half past ten
We’re gonna rock the rope tow
Yea we’ll rock the night
We’re gonna rock the rope tow
Yea we’re gonna have some fun
Well, the little brown hen told the little red rooster
You still ski daddy like you used to
Got to rock the rope tow
Yea we’ll rock the night
We’re gonna rock the rope tow
Yea we’re gonna have some fun
Well, I went to the rope tow and I tried to hang on
Oh lordy lordy where did I go wrong
I did the rope tow boogie
I did the rope tow boogie
I did the rope tow boogie
Boogie till the break of dawn
My baby rode her ski-bob down the hill
If she won’t do it then her sister will
She does the rope tow boogie
My baby does the rope tow boogie
She does the rope tow boogie
Boogie till the break of dawn
She does the rope tow boogie
Yea we’re gonna have some fun
We’ll do the rope tow boogie
Boogie woogie all night long
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12. |
Jessie's Song
05:10
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Jessie, hold the apple blossoms
Hold them tight
Yours is such a tragic tale
An angel cries tonight
Walking through a field of grass
On a Springtime day
Holding little Reggie’s hand
He loves to walk this way
You are thirsty
So you stop by the well
It’s cool and damp, inviting you
To stay and rest a spell
The water runs through your fingertips
Its coolness passes between your lips
You stay while the sun moves through the sky
The moon’s reflection is in your eyes
Little Reggie’s fever
It will not break tonight
And his eyes will never
See the morning light
Darling Jessie
Pray to your mama tell
What it was, my dear
That happened at the well
The water ran through our fingertips
Its coolness passed between our lips
Oh mama, I believe I’ve taken ill
Daddy, hold my hand now if you will
Jessie holds the apple blossoms
Sitting in a chair
Freckles on a pretty face
Beneath her curly hair
She was five years old
A century ago
She and little Reggie
They never would grow old
The water ran through their fingertips
Its coolness passed between their lips
And now in stories that old uncles tell
Death was waiting in the well
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Lance Mills Fairlee, Vermont
Lance is a teacher, writer, and musician who lives in Vermont. This is his first solo project.
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