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lyrics

Hear the rumblin of thunder down along the mountainside
Steel slappin box-cars colliding side to side
Down below the foothills the boulders are turning
The new leaves are gettin green and the old ones are burning
The brakeman didn't know that the lights had gone out
He pulls down the lever and he lets out a shout
"Hang on tight, hang on tight! This thing's goin off the rails
"Move everybody to the front and put their pictures up for sale."

Jealousy is ugly and fear is overrated
The clearest windows to our souls are the most understated
You couldn't help but turn over the error of your ways
Ain't it strange you never felt happier than you do today?
Hiding behind a mask, you can't keep yourself from laughing
About the fires in the orchards and the demons that are passing.

I may not be smart, but I'm still a good person
So take back those barrels that you keep all your dirt in.
Mama keeps it cool and tries to play it real nice
Even though boys are interrupting when she's givin you advice.
And the fruit trees of Eden hang just about your heads
So reach up and take it instead of waiting til you're dead.
I like steamed rice and chicken beneath my red beans
I like a thirty dollar pair of shoes and dirty old jeans.
And I laugh at anyone who puts their soul in their possessions
Cause something that don't grow ain't nothin to invest in.

I don't mean to preach to you with a cautionary tale
but half the ship is sinkin, the other half is in the whale.
And a country boy ain't so funny when he's wound up and bound
A debutante ain't so pretty when she ain't in a gown,
But the losers and the dreamers keep hanging around
While the poets from the city hang the flag upside-down.

I would, if I could, I would heal up every bruise
But the ocean's waiting quietly for its turn to cut loose
And rise up thick, a hundred feet above our heads
Do you understand what I meant or did you just hear what I said?
Now i don't mean to be pushy, I don't expect you to rush
I'm not angry at what you do, I just expect too much.
Our cheeks are flush and your soft breath is warming
Let's lay like this til the light of the morning.

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from American Rhymin, released March 25, 2013

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Matt Monta Richmond, Virginia

Voice for singing. Guitar for strumming. Harmonica for wailing. Boots for stomping.

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