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Dead Man's Crawl
03:51
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You been fading all night long
Like a spirit on the vine
Everything you know is wrong
Could be starting to lose your mind
I’m over trying to shake your tree
But you been shaking mine
Consider next steps carefully
Don’t be taking the wrong path blind
You used to be so tall…
Now you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, I ain’t breaking your fall
Rise up, you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, you gotta pay for it all
Tell me what you think you see in the mirror on the wall
A bleeding heart emergency when you don't come home at all
Your situation's all screwed up, there's poison in the wine
You thought the Lord would help you, but he ain't willing to take your kind
You used to be so tall…
Now you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, I ain’t breaking your fall
Rise up, you’re doing the dead man’s crawl
Rise up, you gotta pay for it all
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Shotgun Shack
04:24
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Three days hiding in a shotgun shack, I’m starting to climb the walls
Never paid mind when the old man said, pride comes before a fall
Losing time to the ceiling fan, going crazy from the heat
No more running from that old hellhound, think he might just have me beat
Mean old crow on the telephone line condemns me with his eyes
Reckoning time for the sinful man behind dark and dusty blinds
Quarter past, I thought I heard Old Scratch come knocking on my door
Splinters, cracks or maybe six-foot rats crawling underneath the floor
Three days hiding in a shotgun shack, I’m starting to climb the walls
Never paid mind when the old man said, pride comes before a fall
Now my broken bride and my 45 are all hidden carefully
Only seen in a fever dream, full of love, madness and jealousy
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Fault Line
04:57
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Picks himself up off the ground
Dusts his body down
A cool and callous breeze the only sound
Remembers drinking till tempers had started to fray
And saying ‘sorry you feel that way’
Didn’t see that right hand comin’ round
Maybe he’s running out of time
Keep on rolling the stone, keep following the fault line
Weary and wired and broken inside
Just don’t know
If the bones ever really show
Seems like his song didn’t play
Or maybe he lost his way
Between here and the western skyline
The sun’s over the hill like the bloodshot eye
Of a busted and beat down barfly
It just keeps on comin’ round
Maybe he’s running out of time
Keep on rolling the stone, keep following the fault line
Weary and wired and broken inside
Just don’t know
If the bones ever really show
‘I don’t know where I’m calling from’
‘But baby I’m coming back home’
He tells the silence down the telephone
But the memories that burn like kerosene
They’re all crumbling from whiskey and codeine
Her faded picture blows into the road
Maybe he’s running out of time
Keep on rolling the stone, keep following the fault line
Weary and wired and broken inside
Just don’t know
If the bones ever really show
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Backslider
04:03
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Walkin’ with Diablo by my side,
Creepin’ since I don’t know when
Asked me once, asked me twice
Didn’t need to ask me again
He said hey hey, I got your thing
Step inside the alleyway
You can fly, or wonder why
You got a feeling that you just been played
See how easy it’s gonna be
Well if you wanna backslide, come on and backslide with me
Dealer at the table countin’ down the time
A joker with a crooked grin
Hit me once, hit me twice
Didn’t need to hit me again
Said too bad, you blew your hand
Doesn’t matter what you got to say
You can cry, or justify
How you came to lose a whole week’s pay
See how easy it’s gonna be
Well if you wanna backslide, come on and backslide with me
Saw her on the corner all sweet beguile
Sharpening a mojo pin
Cut me once, cut me twice
Didn’t need to cut me again
She said so long, come back sometime
We can always play another game
I won’t be shy, or hard to find
Cos you already know my name
See how easy it’s gonna be
Well if you wanna backslide, come on and backslide with me
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Siren Song
03:26
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Keeps calling, it just won’t stop now
Sweat’s pooling in the pale moonlight
I keep praying, over and over
But the fire in her eyes keeps me up at night
Sweet singing, from way down low now
I dreamed of water under blood red sky
The creek’s filling, colder and colder
Only me and the devil know the reason why
Night’s crawling, there’s no way back now
A voice keening through the great divide
Keep standing, shoulder to shoulder
Till the light of the morning kills the storm inside
Still dancing, around my mind now
The fever’s breaking but the tide runs high
God willing, soon I will hold her
Cos the brave and the blinded ain’t afraid to die
Sweet singing, from way down low now
I dreamed of water under blood red sky
The creek’s filling, colder and colder
Only me and the devil know the reason why
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Dust Radio UK
Crackles with intensity and intent – Blues in Britain
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Paddy Wells – vocals/harmonica
Tom Jackson –guitars/vocals
Stu Baggaley – bass
Rob Kenny – drums
All music by Jackson/Wells
(except I Walk on Gilded Splinters)
Paddy Wells officially endorses The Harmonica Company.
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