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Verse 1:
Hill country nights give me the blues
When the Texas sky holds the stars just right
And the old oak trees dance with the moonlight
But they don't dance at all the way you danced with me
Chorus:
On the cobblestones of La Villita, on a night in old San Antone
Would you be my rose, would you be my old Spanish mission
Would you stay with me on the nights when the wild, wild wind blows
Verse 2:
Big city life just ain't for me
For the skyline hides away my moonlight
And no Broadway show could tell a story
Like the one we wrote when we danced that night
Verse 3:
Darlin, your arms are my hometown
And the way you move my southbound train
And though far and wide I may travel
In your rhythm, dear, I will remain
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Carolina June
04:45
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Verse 1:
She brings the weight, and every thought falls upon me like heavy rain
She takes the light, so I lose sight of folks in this evening fog
It’s my mind’s eye, my mind’s eye of the storm
Chorus 1:
There ain’t no shelter, there ain’t no shelter
There ain’t no shelter when she rolls like the storm of a Carolina June
Verse 2:
She loves the heat, and the blood in my veins it burns and burns
She hates the calm, and the ache in my bones is her thunder
It’s my mind’s eye, my mind’s eye of the storm
Chorus 2:
There ain’t no shelter, there ain’t no shelter
There ain’t no shelter when she rolls like the storm of a Carolina June
Bridge:
When she comes to me crossing the Wake County line
With the lingering scent of wet gravel and pine
She stays for a while all southern and fine
She leaves what is hers and she takes what I mine
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Maybe I
03:39
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Verse 1:
All the days I've spent in dreamin and the nights I've spent awake
Are all the ways that I can number how the body tends to break
Verse 2:
All the ways of my deceivin and the pleasure that I take
Are all the means to my contentment, they keep me blind to what's at stake
Chorus:
Damn the ever-winding wheel that turns the world on crushing steel
If I could know just where and when, maybe I could begin, maybe I, I could begin
Verse 3:
While my brother waits In prison and my sister waits for pay
There's a system workin over time that profits anyway
Verse 4:
There's a burden that earth abides and a burden for the sky
And it can't sustain the claim we've laid for us to occupy
Chorus 2:
Damn the ever-winding wheel that turns the world on polished steel
If I could know just where and when, maybe I could begin, maybe I, I could begin
Verse 5:
So give me knees of fear and tremblin' and a heart for sacrifice
And the grace to know that justice starts with the view of my own eyes
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Building a House
03:56
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Verse 1:
Don’t lie, you’ve been caught up in your head
You’ve been staring out the window from the side of your bed
You can’t hide, you’ve got trouble on your mind
You’ve been alone with all the ways the world can be unkind
Chorus
So I’m building a house that is safe for all your doubt
Where you can ask me your questions, or even sing your tired song
There is room for complication, there is room for subtly
See I’m building a house where you can wonder with me
Verse 2:
Come on in, you’ve been painting this town blue
You know I love you but you’re wrong, it ain’t all up to you
See I know you’re afraid of what’s ahead
I can tell you need a place where you can lay your head
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Joe Sanchez Portland, Oregon
Originally from San Antonio, Joe spent the past several years in Durham, North Carolina soaking up the ever-changing form of the Americana genre. As a writer thinking deeply and carefully about the world around him, images of these places are laced throughout his songs. To know Joe is to know his voice, both the sonic resonance and the honest lyrical interpretation of the present age. ... more
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