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Yonder From Beyond
03:01
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From yonder I came
Even Death didn't know my name
She took me by surprise
And I showed her that I'm not nice
Yonder came the Blues
And yonder came I
There's not much I can lose
Take it from me I'll just sigh
She took my heart and my soul
But it's my Blues she didn't stole
Went away without a glance
I knew I didn't have a chance
That is all I want
Guitar vs. grief
Yonder from beyond
I came and I will leave
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2. |
Like An Ostrich
04:12
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Pushed around on a branch of evolution
Treated with a substitute solution
Ran to see the worlds greenest meadow
Maybe a little confused, not nearly sad though
Like an ostrich in the sky
Fire!
Longer legs long for a little leasure
Foot by foot on merely for my pleasure
Wind is gently breezing through my feathers
Bound to be on earth for worse or better
Like an ostrich in the sky
Fire!
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3. |
Poor Charlie
02:35
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There was a boy named Charlie
Who surely left his home
To seek his luck in working
And live without a moan
So our brave young Charlie
Took off to find a place
Where he was free, but fortune
Was taking other ways
He met a man named Crowley
Who seemed honest and fine
He offered poor young Charlie
A way to earn a dime
The work was pretty hard but
He did the best he could
He lived a better life than
Young Charlie thought he would
But one dark night some men came
Threw Charlie off his bed
He begged for help, but Crowley
He slowly shook his head
"Young Charlie there is nothing
That I could do you see
'Cause money's more important
Than your life's worth for me"
Old Charlie died a sad man
So take this good advice
Be careful who you're dealing with
Or they may end your life
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4. |
Cold Day
02:43
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You see us walking down the road
You see us talking it's so cold
We are taking pictures you can see our breaths
It's so fucking cold we could freeze to death
It's a cold cold day outside your door
You see us standing in front of a truck
You see us posing but we have bad luck
Our bodies shiver under zero degrees
We could use a shelter we could use some relief
It's a cold cold day outside your door
We are taking pictures you can see our breaths
It's so fucking cold we could freeze to death
It's a cold cold day outside your door
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5. |
Sons Of The Blues
03:01
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We see common sense dying all around the world
Wonder what's going wrong
We see young mothers broken down
Sons of the Blues
Everyone is wearing tight dyed jeans
And glasses without lenses
We feel like strangers in this world
Or are we the only native ones
Sons of the Blues are falling away
We're looking for the sons, we don't want to forget
You can be yourself again
We think peer pressure is going to rise
You think that's better than being alone
We see dead bodies everywhere
Sons of the Blues
We see cyber junkies everywhere
And statements without a soul
When we see those people
Living, dying, all on their own
Sons of the Blues are falling away
We're looking for the sons, we don't want to forget
You can be yourself again
We are the brothers
The sons of the Blues
Sons of the Blues are falling away
We're looking for the sons, we don't want to forget
You can be yourself again
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6. |
Bones
02:36
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Driving down the same old road again
Gears are shifting and I'm back my friend
Tried to leave but now I'm back for good
Wandering down in my old neighborhood
And I'm drowning once again
Follow the way along the stream
Tell me why can't I leave
Follow the crowd, follow the heat
I was never made for status quos
The old and good ain't never what it shows
A future shot in sepia tones ain't right
Born and raised? More like born and died
And I'm drowning once again
Follow the way along the stream
Tell me why can't I leave
Follow the crowd, follow the heat
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7. |
Fly By Night
03:33
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Hey you alligator see you later, maybe you're coming back my way
Oh hey mamacita you're a sexy señorita leading me astray
Maybe we can meet again, better place, better time, what do you say
Ok, don't respond 'cause I will grief when you don't say okay
And you don't know my name, you don't know my name
And I don't know your name, I don't know your name
And you don't play this game, you don't play this game
And you don't play this game, you are such a shame
Can you see the skunk in me
I just want one night, I won't be there in the morning light
You want me to be your eternity
I'm a fly by night, I won't be there in the morning light
Split your lungs in blood and thunder when you see the holy grail
Break my back and I crack my oars, I wish to prevail
This leg is what propels me, my harpoon thrusts in the sky
I aim for her crooked brow and I look her straight in the eye
And you don't know my name, you don't know my name
And I don't know your name, I don't know your name
And you don't play this game, you don't play this game
And you don't play this game, you are such a shame
Can you see the skunk in me
I just want one night, I won't be there in the morning light
You want me to be your eternity
I'm a fly by night, I won't be there in the morning light
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Scotch
03:24
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There's this stuff for gods we consume
It brings us satisfaction, brings us doom
Two sides of the same medal we see
But the drink we long for will always be
A good scotch
A full-grown scotch
I want much
Of that good ol' scotch
When you drink your scotch heaven runs down your throat
But it won't last forever that's what I've been told
On a cold winter's night you put on your coat
Take a sip of your scotch and it will warm your soul
A good scotch
A full-grown scotch
I want much
Of that good ol' scotch
We were right you can't deny
When a scotch glass passes by
You take a whip of that scent
Nothing in the world can comprehend
To that good scotch
A full-grown scotch
I want much
Of that good ol' scotch
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9. |
Cold Night
02:34
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Hunted home from a dead man
My best friend is undead
Once we were sitting together
And now I shot him in his head
It's a cold night
I shut the door
I can't hear him no more
But then there's a sound
My best friend comes around
It's a cold night
I never treated my friend like this
Another shot another hit
Now his blood is all over my face
My best friend is from an undead race
A cold night
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10. |
Walking Blues
02:31
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It's a cold black night, I'm laying in my bed
I can't get to sleep, there's too much in my head
Now I put on my clothes and my warm winter coat
A cheap bottle of wine and then I hit the road
Imma put on my walking shoes
And roam the night with my walking blues
I'm drunk as hell, stumbling down the way
I don't feel pretty well, it was a fucked up day
Full moon breaks the clouds, I grab my bottle tight
And I keep rolling on through its pale light
Imma put on my walking shoes
And roam the night with my walking blues
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Walking Men Bamberg, Germany
A mild summer's night, the taste of whiskey and beer and some good tunes.
These are the evenings the two guys of
Walking Men live for. They are playing their gritty music in bars clubs and festivals since 2010.
Rock and Blues to dance to, handmade guitars, crazy stories and the passion for music are a given.
So come join us, our porch is big enough, the beers are cold and the music's good.
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