1. |
7 a.m. Regret
02:37
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Well, I'll blame Willie and Roger and John
for singing those pretty country drinking songs
about low lights and bar fights and the girls they can't get
That's how I got here, 7 a.m. regret
Those tunes about whiskey and bubbles in beer,
a drink to forget how she left you last year,
or the one about yesterday's wine sitting here
Now my hands are both shaking and my head's feeling queer
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2. |
Drinking Up
01:58
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I spend my nights alone in taverns
in barrooms and beerhalls and old saloons
But I can't rely on any two bit whiskey
I need the best, 'cause darling I'm used to you
I'm drinking up
and trying to forget you
as the lights of the barroom fade to black
I'll be here sipping Rémy Martin brandy
waiting for the day when you'll be coming back
I'm drinking up
and trying to regret you
as the lights of the barroom take me back
to the day when you first poured me brandy
and told me that you'd be coming back
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3. |
FYI
03:30
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For your information
I don’t think of you at all
and without a second’s hesitation
I can turn my back to the wall
and walk away without regret
just watch me go
you’ll never forget
For your information
I’m the best you’ll ever get
For your information
you never made me feel small
and without an hour's hesitation
I can pick myself up off the floor
and crawl away without crying
just watch me go
I'm not even trying
For your information
you always knew when I was lying
And I don't spend time thinking
about the blue-green in your eyes
or how the way you laughed at sad things
always took me by surprise
I don't waste time recalling
all the plans that we once made
I'm sitting here free-falling
and putting things away
I'll walk away without regret
just watch me go
you'll never forget
For your information
I'm the best you'll never get
For your information
I'm the rest you'll never get
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4. |
Duet
03:14
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Over the hill came a lonely man
in a scratchy woolen coat
singing a song for all to hear
out of his scratchy throat
And it went,
'Hey-yo-hodilily, hey-yo-di-ho!
I'm singing my song all alone!'
Around the bend came a lovely gal
in a silken petticoat
singing a song for all to hear
out of her silken throat
And it went,
'Hey-yo-hodilily, hey-yo-di-ho!
I'm singing my song all alone!'
Now the bend bent in to the hill in the road
hey-yo-ho-di-ho
and the lonely man met the lovely gal
hey-yo-ho-di-ho
they saw each other and they took a breath
hey-yo-ho-di-ho
and for the very first time in both their lives
they sang a duet
And it went,
'Hey-yo-hodilily, hey-yo-di-ho!
I ain't singing alone no more!'
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5. |
Painted Flowers
04:45
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These painted flowers
on the wall in our room
yellow and violet
crimson and blue
we painted together
when first we were wed
to make us a garland
arched over our head
I count every petal
each blossom and thorn
at night when I lay down
when I'm hard in the morn
These painted flowers
now fading away
the blossoms are falling
to the bed where I lay
I hold them and whisper
what we used to say,
'I love you forever
you're my hell to pay'
I count every petal
each blossom and thorn
at night when I lay down
when I'm hard in the morn
I count every petal
each blossom and thorn
tonight I will lay down
and get up no more
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The Kramer Brothers Island Lake, Ontario
est. 1984
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