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Where I Come From
03:51
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Where I come from we don’t walk too proud
We don’t talk too loud…when we talk at all
Where I come from we keep one eye on the sky
And the local weatherman always seems to make us cry
For the corn, and the weed, and the beans
Where I come from folks don’t tend to stick around
There ain’t too much going on
In this sleepy little town
Where I come from we’re up dawn ‘til dusk
In the cold and the rain with the snow and the dust
For the corn, and the weed, and the beans
Don’t tell us how to be
Don’t tread on me
Where I come from folks they always say hi
When they shake your hand
They look you in the eye
Where I come from we don’t lock our doors
We have more than enough
And don’t need anymore
From the corn, and the weed, and the beans
From the corn, and the weed, and the beans
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Yonder
03:04
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Lookey lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
You used to call me your good friend
Now you call me dear
With that lipstick stain
Up and down my cheek
Your dress undone
Lord I go weak
Lookey Lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
I know that you don’t love me
So lets be clear
When you call my name
Our sweat don’t lie
Your hair undone
Under Midwest skies
Lookey Lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
You used to call me your good friend
Some day you’ll call me dear
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Hard Eyes
03:33
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Well here we go again, same old shit it happens every year
You could come stay with me, hell bring the kids, all you gotta do is lose that beer.
You just think I’m mean, you’d rather drink gasoline Than leave this bar with me tonight. You’re too young for those hard eyes
If you’re gonna drive away, the least you could do is buckle up them kids
Hell even Superman crashed and burned and how would you live with that?
You just think I’m wrong and you think you’re too strong to ever come down to this You’re too young for those hard eyes
You can’t blame momma boy she always let us run
You can’t blame poppa he was dead before we were grown
You can’t blame me ‘cause I’m your only living kin
I’m the only one fool enough to keep on dragging your drunk ass in
And here comes Christmas time, what kind of show you gonna put on for Jesus this year?
Your kids are getting older now, late at night they start to hide your beer
They know you’ll be gone, that the pull on you is too strong When you’re out in the neon light You just come undone, Lord and you just gotta run down them demons every night
You’re too young for those hard eyes
You’re too young for those hard eyes…
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Forgotten
03:13
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Picking through the pieces of your ever changing mind
You’re not worried about the tomorrow
Or the ones you left behind
In case you’ve forgotten…that was me
I know I didn’t show you all my loving like I should
Tried to keep you as warm and safe and happy as I could
So in case you’ve forgotten…
It seems that you’ve forgotten…
I’m sorry you’ve forgotten me
So go ahead and run away
Go ahead and try to find something new
There ain’t no one out there girl
That could ever love you like I do
Do you think you’ll find somebody
Who could be a better Daddy than me??
Girl don’t you remember all those plans made over tea?
In case you’ve forgotten…that was me.
And I know we were young girl
I know we didn’t know just what to do
But do you ever wonder?
Did you really think this whole thing through?
So in case you’ve forgotten…
It seems that you’ve forgotten…
I’m sorry you’ve forgotten me
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Where's The Love
02:34
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I know you can’t love me
I still wish you could
I know you won’t call me
But I was hoping that you would
I don’t know your questions
I won’t judge your sins
Your answer is always $
Has it always been?
Wheres the love, where’s the love?
Where’s your Love?
Where’s the love?
Momma she told me
I’d meet one like you
Who’d break me to pieces and leave me
Without any glue
So show me the novel that you’ll never write
I’ll show you the poet
I’m sleeping with tonight
Wheres the love, where’s the love?
Where’s your Love?
Where’s the love?
I know you can’t love me
I still wish you could
I know you won’t call me
But I was praying that you would.
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Little Miss Cheetah
03:34
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My table’s number 264
They let me come early
I slide in through the backstage door
For my little Miss Cheetah
My baby works all night long
She’s moving and shaking and dancing
To the Whitesnake songs
My little Miss Cheetah
With her silvery tassels that are drawing heat
On a Schwinn low-rider with banana seat
My Little Miss Cheetah
She’ll take you anywhere she wants to
And hide out with all the things that haunt you
But she wants you
Like a tattoo
My baby sleeps all day long
We try to keep quiet when we notice the curtains are drawn
For my Little Miss Cheetah
She never gets away for long
Sometimes she goes crazy
And she drive til the money’s all gone
My Little Miss Cheetah
With her silvery tassels that are drawing heat
On a Schwinn low-rider with banana seat
My Little Miss Cheetah
She’ll take you anywhere she wants to
And hide out with all the things that haunt you
But she wants you
Like a tattoo
My table’s number 264
They let me come early
I slide in through the backstage door
For my little Miss Cheetah
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Leave It Here
03:34
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What if you don’t love me?
Like I love you?
What if you don’t want me?
Like I want you?
Would you meet me in the middle?
Or love me just a little?
Just enough girl…
to keep me around?
When you come walking right up to me
And I’m so blinded I can’t see
That you don’t love me
No you don’t love me
Do you dear?
So let’s be clear
Would you meet me in the middle?
Or love me just a little?
Just enough girl…
to keep me around?
You come waltzing right up to me
You lean in on me and I can barely breathe
But you don’t love me
No you don’t love me
Do you dear?
So let’s be clear
That you don’t love me
No you don’t love me
Do you dear?
Let’s just leave it here…
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Have you ever seen her when she walks into the room?
Better keep your eyes below her boy she’ll cut you in two
And she won’t even notice if you try and catch her eye
Yeah she knows all you local boys, you best not even try
She still wants to be anarchy
And every day come 5 o’clock, She’ll be downtown belly-up
At any happy hour that will still have her around
She’s a bit past 54 and she don’t pogo anymore
The tattoos they’re all fading and she can’t afford to score
She still wants to be anarchy
But have you seen her? Have you seen her smile?
She’s got staples in her cheeks, and she thinks that Nirvana’s weak
The Pistols and the Misfits is all she will listen to
Yeah Mommy was a punk rock girl, chase her down and she might hurl
That venom you’ve been looking for but you know you’ll never use
She still wants to be anarchy
But have you seen her? Have you seen her? Have you seen her smile?
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Walk Away
04:04
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So she don’t love me that way
There’s nothing left to do tonight
But turn and walk away
And find some quiet little space
And pray to God I never have to see her pretty face
Again, Lord not again
Been down this road before
I swore I’d never come again
Still too young to not be moved
Too old to be improved
Out here in the middle we got too damn much to lose
I know I’m not cool enough
Not tattooed enough
But keep it simple girl
And I just might keep up
Again, Lord not again
Been down her road so many times
It hardly seemed a sin
No she don’t love me like that
Ahh the pregnant pause
Staring at the walls and I can’t take those words back
I should keep my big mouth shut
Where’s your Iowa? Hold it in boy
And let the liquor prop you up
Again, Lord not again
Been down that road before
Swore I’d never come again.
No she don’t love me that way
There’s nothing left to do tonight
But turn and walk away…
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When I Die
03:17
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No I don’t mind leaving this all behind
At most my regrets are few
Will I come undone when the lightening comes?
Or will I lay down there like a little child?
And will you hold my hand ‘till I understand?
When I die Lord, when I die?
Holy, Save Me, Forgive me my wrongs
Touch me, Gently, Turn me to dust
No I don’t mind leaving this all behind
Always tried to give more than take
Will you comfort me if I need to see?
My poor family with more than they can take?
Would you walk with me, will you guarantee it?
When I die Lord, when I die?
When I die Lord, when I die?
Holy, Save Me, Forgive me my wrongs
Touch me, Gently, Turn me to dust
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Beautiful Thing
02:49
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You might be the most beautiful thing
That I’ve seen in this sometimes ugly life
It’s so bright here my scars turn pink
I can’t find any links to my old home
Hey John Muir said to leave her alone
Just let her be…free
And you’re so pretty out here at night
Under these Western skies
On the ocean your hair’s blown clean
Saltwater dreams in your eyes
You might be the most beautiful thing
That I’ve seen in this sometimes ugly life
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I’ve been drunk and I’ve been dry
I prefer the former ‘cause the latter makes me cry
But it’s all gone with Mama’s sighs
She knows I’m out here every single night
And I loved you like a rose
That’s been picked and is dry as my nose
I should turn you loose I suppose
‘Cause there’s no music left for us…
To compose
And these hands don’t work no more
Some days I feel death coming, coming like a whore
Who has been left outside too long
Never worried ‘bout ever being wrong
Are you ever worried ‘bout ever being wrong?
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Kelly Pardekooper Connecticut
My songs/voice work in 40+ films/TV shows. Iowa City native. “A roots musician who writes some of the sweetest, blues-infused, country-fied, American rock music of our time ”
-No Depression
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