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Truth & THe Bluff
04:04
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Sitting at the jukebox, looking for some change
I had to stop here, to get out of the rain
I’ve been walking in circles trying to find
A steady path away from your lies
It ain’t easy, it’s been rough to see the subtle signs between the truth and the bluff
Truth and the bluff and the joker’s wild
I haven’t seen my cards in a good long while
I think I’ll play my own hand for now
Turn my dirt with my own plough
Riding on the ferry, Gulf of Mexico
I went to some places I didn’t have to go
Through the deep dark woods in the back of my head
To the corners of the meanings of every word I said
It ain’t easy, it ain’t rough to see the subtle signs between the truth and the bluff
Driving up the coast I see a setting sun
An end to a novel, a story just begun
Take a few photos write a few songs
Been away from myself for much too long
It ain’t easy, it ain’t rough to see the subtle signs between the truth and the bluff
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No Money Back Guarantee
03:02
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Give in give up give everything you got
Cause you’re never gonna get nothing when you’re dead
Time’s on a string dangling from a broken clock
Alarms should be ringing in your head
There’s always a price, no matter how you spend or save
Always a toll, you and I have to pay
Nothing’s for nothing, nothing is for free
There’s no money back guarantee
Get it on and get it right,
What is it you want to say
Tick tock tick tock the mouse ran up the broken clock
Don’t let that mouse get away
There’s always a price, no matter how you spend or save
Always a toll, you and I have to pay
Nothing’s for nothing, nothing is for free
There’s no money back guarantee
There’s no money back guarantee
Bridge – instrumental
Give in give up give everything you got
Cause you’re never gonna get nothing when you’re dead
Time’s on a string dangling from a broken clock
Alarms should be ringing in your head
There’s always a price, no matter how you spend or save
Always a toll, you and I have to pay
Nothing’s for nothing, nothing is for free
There’s no money back guarantee
There’s no money back guarantee
There’s no money back guarantee
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My Old Shoes
04:08
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I know you, you are standing in my old shoes
From the tips of my fingers to the end of my toes
The souls of my feet yeah my whole body knows
I know you, you are standing in my old shoes
Well I seen you, though we never met before
From the pulse in my wrist through the swing of my hips
To the words on my lips and the tightening of my grip
I know you, you are standing in my old shoes
Well I don’t want em back, you can count on that
Rest assured those laces made me squirm and crawl
Like you do right now, it’s in your furrowed brow
Double knot those laces you might trip and fall
I know you, you are standing in my old shoes
I heard you, you are speaking with my old voice
That quiver in your throat with the knock in your knees
The shifting of your eyes yes I had that disease
I know you, you are standing in my old shoes
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Little White Lies
03:48
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Why is there a bible in my hotel room
Why does my head split so far in two
Guilty Sundays and midnight calls
Ice machines clattering down the hall
Why do I hear screaming voices all night long
Sitcoms never dull the sound of things gone wrong
Dirty laundry do not disturb
Checking out without a word
*Little white lies little white lies
Spit ‘em out your mouth make your mother cry
Diplomatic fool is it such a crime
Little white lies little white lies
Lonely highways and rent a car
Radio spitting static in the dark
Broken headlights, broken songs
Broken promise, breaking dawn
Guitar break
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You Shine
02:56
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I like to take the low road
I tend to roam off the track
Don’t always know when I’m going
But I always make sure to come back
It seems I’m always in motion
Wish I knew how to slow down
But when the show is over
The pedal should be one with the ground
YOU, SHINE WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
YOU, SHINE WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
I like to drive after midnight
When the mystery unfolds
Imagine who’s behind headlights
And the stories that they haven’t told
Flying under the radar
I got the lay of the land
I know I’m getting closer
To the dream I buried in sand
La las
YOU, SHINE WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
YOU, SHINE WHEN THE DAY IS DONE
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Pink clouds October sky will you look me in the eye and tell me
That what I see is what I get, cause I can’t jump without a net and I’m falling
The words you say they may be true like perfect steps in tap dance shoes
But will you follow through
**Don’t let me hit the ground
Don’t let me down
Don’t let me lose what I found
Don’t let me hit the ground
Blue water August sun will you take this one on one and show me
That who you are is good for me and you won’t be some absentee cuz I’m falling
You might hold my hand and say that you will never walk away
I could say my votes are in but I’m too scared to cast that spin.
**
And you know where I stand
And you know where I’ve been
And you know who I am
Can you be all you can?
**
You might hold my hand and say that you will never walk away
I could say my votes are in but I’m too scared to cast that spin.
**
Pink clouds October sky will you look me in the eye
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ANN KLEIN New York, New York
“.…a dynamo guitarist and writer .." (Billboard)
"Somebody call the Bonnaroo bookers:
This gal's as steamy as a hot July afternoon." Fred Mills, HARP
"Vibrierende Ann ... starke Songwriter-Qualitäten. An Herz und Ohr gelegt: Klein live ganz groß ... wahrhafte Lieder aus N.Y." (OÖ-Nachrichten)
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