1. |
Jazzy Thang
03:23
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2. |
Still Blue
02:29
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She says I'll have another
And then another one
She says he's gone forever
The Devil must have won
Em F
His vows still ring true
Dm G
Her heart is still blue
The bottle's her new best friend
But the bottle is empty
No one left to hold her hand
To tell her that she's free
Em F
His vows still ring true
Dm G
Her heart is still blue
She left town this morning
I don't think she'll be missed
She left town in mourning
With new scars on her wrist
Em F
His vows still ring true
Dm G
Her heart no longer blue
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3. |
The Perfect Woman
02:07
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She was hard on the wallet
But easy on the eyes
And if you could get past
Her bucket of lies
She may just have been the perfect woman
She don't care what you think
She don't care what you say
She wants another drink
And expects you to pay
Maybe on 2nd thought she wasn't quite the perfect woman
She had you blinded with smiles
And promises of more
Now you're on top of the junk pile
As she's walkin' out the door
She's quite the piece of work
You've already been replaced
You see it in her smirk
And youthink what a waste
I really thought she was, the perfect woman
She's already moved on
To the next victim in line
Her new guy's good as gone
No longer his time to shine
He must have thought thought she was, the perfect woman
She had him blinded with smiles
And promises of more
Now he's on top of the junk pile
As she's walkin' out the door
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4. |
Homeless Vet Song
02:48
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5. |
I'm Free
02:19
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I’m free to live
I’m free to love
I’m free to give
My life a shove
I’m free to sing
I’m free to write
I’m free to mingle
in the night
I’m free to think
About tomorrow
I’m free to drink
To your sorrow
I’m free to sleep
I’m free to dream
I’m free to leap
So it would seem
I’m free to shout
I’m free to stand
I’m free of doubt
And in demand
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7. |
Never Stood a Chance
02:40
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G
Oh darling don’t you know
C
Oh darling can’t you tell
G
Just three little days ago
c D
Out of your arms I fell
You said darling I love you so
You said we’re doing so well
I said babe I gotta go
To the bottom of the wishing well
Am
Life will never be the same
C
Our love was never just a game
G d
Or a spirit you can tame
Love will never be to blame
B ut my life I must reclaim
Please forget the sound of my name
G
Oh darling don’t you know
C
Oh darling can’t you tell
Your life again will be aglow
Away from this living hell
So many places you will go
So many breaths you will expel
In so many ways you will grow
Don’t stop for the sound of the bell
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9. |
The Older I Live
03:38
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The older I live the less I wanna live old
The more I give the less I need your gold
The more I achieve the less I fit… in the mold
The more I forgive the less I can be controlled
The smarter I get the less I wanna be smart
Lest we forget, I just wanna do my part
The deader I’m set the harder on the heart
The less I regret, the more life is an art
I just wanna dream at the rhythm of us
But it would seem that my dreams turned to dust.
The calmer I feel the less I wanna be calm
Cause pain is real and we should all be the balm
In a world of steel with the threat of a bomb
C’mon let’s make a deal, and slap my palm
I just wanna dream at the rhythm of us
But it would seem that my dreams turned to dust.
The older I live the less I wanna live old
The more I give the less I need your gold
The more I achieve the less I fit… in the mold
The more I forgive the less I can be controlled
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10. |
Too Much Jack
02:09
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I’m a grown man looking back
My conscience under attack
A life wasted on crack
And too much Jack
I’m a grown man looking back
Ain’t gonna cut me no slack
I always had a knack
For too much Jack
And the Devil in my mind
Says “Boy, there’s never too much Jack.”
Just too much baggage
On your life’s luggage rack
I’m a grown man, looking back
At a life I painted black
At a wife who won’t be back
Too much Jack
I’m a grown man looking back
How’d I get so off track?
Ostracized from the pack
Yeah… too much Jack
And the Devil in my mind
Says “Boy, there’s never too much Jack.”
Just too much baggage
On your life’s luggage rack
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Dave Jacquet Maine
Originally a horns player, Dave came to the guitar via the piano. Dave plays weekly live shows in Southern Maine and runs such websites as ThreeChordGuitar.com, SongwritingCircle.com and GuitarVideoReviews.com among others.
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