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Can't wait for you
For tomorrow is a long time
And the hell we went through
Only comes to show that you're not mine
Heaven stood still
While we danced to the slow ones
Need some promise to keep
Now that dreams seem to be gone
Don't you dare to pretend
You're still right here beside me
Don't you dare to pretend that you care
Cause you don't give a damn
If I'm slipping or sliding
No, you don't give a damn, don't you dare
I'm too far gone
I'm a ghost in the city
While winter comes
Why don't you leave your seat free
A change may come
But I can't dial its number
So I'll keep on keeping on
Though there're no golden slumbers
Don't you dare to pretend
You're still right here beside me
Don't you dare to pretend that you care
Cause you don't give a damn
If I'm slipping or sliding
No, you don't give a damn, don't you dare
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Algunos días ves el vaso medio lleno
Algunas noches crees que no fue más que sexo
Te quieres convencer de que no te convenía
Pero sabías muy bien en dónde te metías
La que sólo nadaba cuando había oleaje
La misma que alentaba tu lado más salvaje
Desnuda en tu colchón era un pez en el agua
Igual que apareció, se fue sin decir nada
Y en el fondo
Sabes bien
Lo que deberías hacer
Pero finges
No tener más que perder
Procura mantener los pies sobre la tierra
Perdiendo las batallas no ganarás la guerra
Tu droga que no alivia, tu apoyo que ayuda
Te ahoga mientras duermes, te empapa cuando sudas
Y en el fondo
Sabes bien
Lo que deberías hacer
Pero finges
No tener más que perder
Y corres y no avanzas
Y frenas y te estrellas
Y miras y no ves
Cómo vivir sin ella
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3. |
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Let's get married
Let's tell the world that you're mine
Let's be happy
'Least for the rest of our lives
It happenend at a concert, on a hot summer night
I met this gentle waitress, paid me a drink and smiled
I'd never played that bad before but it was my lucky day
I got my mojo working, got her number and a date
We kinda fell in love, I satarted living on the road
Heading to my waitress I drove a thousand miles or more
We got to sleep in no-man's land and tried to delay time
When we could be together we kept nothing else in mind
Let's get married
Let's tell the world that you're mine
Let's be happy
'Least for the rest of our lives
Eventually, when winter came she moved into my place
It took her about an hour to invade all of my space
My porch became a garden and my bathroom nearly looked
Like one of those old drugstores where you got it all but room
We've built our story step by step, no hurries but no pause
Thay ask me why I sEttled down, and I say "just because"
My waitress knows for sure how to make her man feel fine
And if she got a headache, she'll let me know with style
Let's get married
Let's tell the world that you're mine
Let's be happy
'Least for the rest of our lives
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4. |
Road To Ruin (Adicción)
03:36
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I don't want
You to think
That I'm the kind of guy
Who can't see
That you have issues
Of your own
You're used to dealing with
All alone
And I don't want you
To believe
I'm trying to sell you
Some relief
It's up to you, babe
Using my help
You could just let me in
Or send me down to hell
The road to ruin
Is beyond that hill
There is no mercy there
But pride and greed
I've booked a room up
At the Hotel Cloud
Not far from the shadow
Of the doubt
I know you've tried
To make it work
While I was worried
Here at home
Trying to find
A direction to take
Now absolutely nothing
Is at stake
So I've come
To say
You'll better follow
Your own way
Let me know
At any time
If you want us to share
Just one more ride
The road to ruin
Is beyond that hill
There is no mercy there
But pride and greed
I've booked a room up
At the Hotel Cloud
Not far from the shadow
Of the doubt
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Yo ya no jugaba a ser lo que podía haber sido
No sentía más deber que el de sobrevivir
No pensaba disculparme por tantos tropiezos
Cuando tocaba diana me echaba a dormir
Yo ya no buscaba nada en los ojos de nadie
No necesitaba un vientre sobre el que soñar
No quería un compromiso más allá del alba
Sabía bien lo que no tenía que pasar
Y cuando las cosas no podían ir mejor
Y allá donde iba siempre ponían mi canción
Justo en aquel tiempo que era un regalo de Dios
Yo trataba de esquivar hipnóticas sonrisas
Me bastaba con llegar ileso a fin de mes
No conocía otro amor que no fuera el olvido
No aspiraba a otro botín que mantenerme en pie
Y cuando las cosas no podían ir mejor
Y allá donde iba siempre ponían mi canción
Tuviste que aparecer y llamar mi atención
Y me ofreciste
Y tuve que probar
Me fui enganchando
Y entonces pedí un poco más
Bajé la guardia
Y entonces descubrí
Que de tu cama
Vivo no iba a salir
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6. |
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There's a lighthouse on the cliff
Where she goes to watch the waves
Kiss the shore before they leave
As she crashes, as she raves
There's a lighthouse on the cliff
Where they used to fall in love
As the sundown met the sea
And the moon set up above
There's a lighthouse on the cliff
Where she cries, where she moans
While the tides hit the rocks
Where he broke all of his bones
How?
How did you fall?
Why?
Why did you come?
There's a lighthouse on the cliff
Where he jumped and lost his life
Now she prays for his soul
Though she'll never be a bride
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Juan era buen chaval
Iba de normal
No tenía ni un tattoo
Curraba en un bazar
A tiempo parcial
El negocio iba mal
Su vida era un blues
A Paz lo de ser mamá
La pilló en mala edad
Había cumplido dieciséis
El tipo que la engañó
Apenas se enteró
Desapareció
Para valiente, él
Cogían cada noche el autobús
En la misma parada del distrito sur
Y aunque jamás habían llegado a hablar
Allí se sentaban juntos a esperar
Por una señal
"¿Me das fuego?", dijo Paz
Sin pararse a pensar
Que eso sonaba a invitación
Y Juan,
Que no fumaba ya,
Echó una visual
Pensó "la chica no está mal
Y me apetece rock and roll"
Ninguno midió los riesgos al echarse a andar
Renglones torcidos por cicatrizar
Juan extendió su mano, Paz la cogió
El viento olía a nuevo cuando la besó
Destellos de neón
Armándose de valor
Ella confesó
Que en su cama ya eran dos
Hoy Juan regenta el bar
De un tío de Paz
Que se quería retirar
Y se lo traspasó
Y siguen juntos
Ajenos al "qué dirán"
Y no se permiten lujos
Pero ahí están
La hija de Paz ya va a la universidad
Su padre es el que más orgulloso está
La niña de papá
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Sueña que con las alas abiertas
Que vuela y jamás se despierta
Y espera, o, si no, se lo inventa
Que ahí fuera ha estallado la guerra
Piensa que detrás de esa puerta
Le esperan aventuras sin tregua
Déjala... que vuele/invente
Déjala... que invente/vuele
La verdad... no duele/miente
Cuando miente/duele
No cuenta con que la comprendan
Se encierra en su estatua de cera
Trepa por fachadas secretas
Y mientras sus recuerdos aumentan
Se entrega mucho más de la cuenta
Le cuesta no llegar la primera
Déjala...
Su fuerza no concibe violencia
Su meta... no conoce fronteras
Navega siempre en pos de tormenta
La tierra la tiene prisionera
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9. |
We Both Know (Adicción)
03:53
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You know, I’ve been through this before
I’ve seen this movie at least twice or so
So don’t you expect a happy ending
Cause I ain’t got one
I’m quite sure about how this play goes
I bet my best result would be a draw
I’m not sure if you’re understanding
This could be my last round
I miss when life was easier
And things had just one name
And all the pain that I might cause was on myself
But evil uses twisted words
And speaks through my dry throat
And we both know that all I’m saying will just do worse
I should've smelled the risk involved
This situation here I can’t control
And there’s no sense in just kissing
Since we’re not that young
So take a cold shower, cut-off your tongue
Nobody you can blame, you run the show
You got the feeling that you’re sinking
But you’re still around
You miss when life was easier...
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Tú reinabas detrás de la barra del único bar que quiso acogernos
Yo usurpaba canciones de Dylan con nulo talento
Cómo imaginar que el destino asistía al concierto
Me acerqué a por un trago nada más enfundar la guitarra y hacerse el silencio
Me dijiste que bien y yo supe que estabas mintiendo
"Aquí tienes mi número, llámame, yo también canto y eso..."
Te envié algún mensaje como quien nada y guarda la ropa, tanteando el terreno
Aunque entrabas al trapo yo dudaba de que hablaras en serio
Cuando me propusiste encontrarnos en mitad del desierto
Yo llevé mi arsenal de fantoche, una armónica en la y un libro de John Lennon
Tú te hiciste de rogar pero al verte mis defensas cedieron
Un hotel es terreno neutral, no hicimos prisioneros
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11. |
Duele (Adicción)
06:14
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Duele verte tanto y no tocarte jamás
Duele donde más me duele
Duele oír tu risa y tener que imaginar
Que ahora es él quien te entretiene
Duele si lo pienso o si trato de olvidar
Duele hasta cuando duermo
Duele porque duele y sé que va a doler más
Duele y duele tan adentro
Duele… duele…
Duele ser testigo de que seas tan feliz
Duele como un golpe seco
Duele que la causa sea librarte de mí
Y que ya venga de lejos
Duele atar los cabos y acabar por entender
Duele sentirse tan necio
Duele estar perdido y perder hasta la fe
Sabe el diablo más por viejo
Duele no hacer planes, duele quedarse a mirar
Duele y sin embargo duele
Duele no saber si en otro tiempo fue verdad
Duele y además escuece
Duelen estas dudas que nadie va a despejar
Duele tanto tu silencio
Duele que esta amiga que se llama soledad
Duela como un mal recuerdo
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Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
Take this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer good buddy take it to the captain
Tell him I'm gone tell him I'm gone
If he asks you was I laughing
If he asks you was I laughing
If he asks you good buddy was I laughing
Tell him I was fine tell him I was fine
This old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer good buddy rings like silver
Shine like gold good buddy and it shine like gold
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
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Dorme, amor, non teñas medo
Eu xa teño que marchar
Andarei para cando espertes
Lonxe, lonxe do meu lar
Mirade para o meu pequeno
Como el outro non hai
Ningún se ve tan fermoso
No coliño de seu pai
Zoa o vento, chora o ceo
Vai e vén o inmenso mar
Xúroche, meu queridiño
Que cedo hei de regresar
Mirade para o meu pequeno,
Como el outro non hai
Ningún se ve tan fermoso
No coliño de seu pai
Adeus, brillo dos meus ollos
Adeus, causa do meu ser
Dorme, fillo e non chores
Papá axiña ha de volver
Mirade para o meu pequeno,
Como el outro non hai
Ningún se ve tan precioso
No coliño de seu pai
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14. |
Diamond Joe (Tradición)
01:54
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Diamond Joe come and get me
My wife done quit me
Diamond Joe, you better come and get me,
Diamond Joe
Gonna buy me a jug of rum,
Gonna give my baby some
Diamond Joe, you better come and get me,
Diamond Joe
Diamond Joe come and get me
My wife done quit me
Diamond Joe, you better come and get me,
Diamond Joe
Gonna buy me a jug of whiskey
Gonna make my baby frisky
Diamond Joe, you better come and get me,
Diamond Joe
Diamond Joe come and get me
My wife done quit me
Diamond Joe, you better come and get me,
Diamond Joe
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15. |
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Oh my name is Jock Stewart I'm a canny gun man
And a roving young fellow I've been
So be easy and free when you're drinking with me
I'm a man you don't meet every day
I have acres of land I have men at command
I have always a shilling to spare
So be easy and free when you're drinking with me
I'm a man you don't meet every day
So come fill up you glasses of brandy and wine
Whatever it costs, I will pay
So be easy and free when you're drinking with me
I'm a man you don't meet every day
Well I took out my dog and him I did shoot
All down in the county Kildare
So be easy and free when you're drinking with me
I'm a man you don't meet every day
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16. |
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No more auction block for me
No more, no more
No more auction block for me
Many thousands gone
No more driver's lash for me
No more, no more
No more driver's lash for me
Many thousands gone
No more pint of salt for me
No more, no more
No more pint of salt for me
Many thousands gone
No more auction block for me
No more, no more
No more auction block for me
Many thousands gone
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17. |
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Ten years ago, on a cold dark night
Someone was killed, 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me
The judge said son, what is your alibi
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die
I spoke not a word, thou it meant my life
I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
Now the scaffold is high and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometimes at night, when the north wind moans
In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
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18. |
Hard Times (Tradición)
03:36
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Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh hard times come again no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
Oh hard times come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
There are frail forms fainting at the door;
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Oh hard times come again no more.
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
Oh hard times come again no more.
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19. |
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Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.
Dark was the night, not a star was in sight
on the highway heading down below
I let my Saviour in and He my soul from sin
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go.
Hallelujah, I'm ready
I can hear the voices singing soft and low
Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
While I was praying, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
It was on a sunday, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Must have been the hand of the lord.
Sinner don't wait until it's too late
He's a wonderful saviour to know
I fell on my knees and he answered all my pleas
Hallelujah, I'm ready to go
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It was one fine March morning, I bid New Orleans Adieu
And I took the road to Jackson Town, my fortune to renew
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
Which filled my heart with a longing for, the Lakes of Ponchartrain
I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun
I rode the rods till evening and I laid me down again
All strangers there no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came
And I fell in love with the Creole Girl, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain
I said "Me pretty Creole Girl, me money here's no good,
If it weren't for the alligators, I'd sleep out there in the wood"
"You're welcome here kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain"
"For me Mammy welcomes strangers, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain"
She took me into her mammy's house and treated me right well
The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell
To try and paint here beauty, I'm sure 'twould be in vain
So handsome was my Creole girl by the Lakes of Ponchartrain
I asked her if she'd marry me, she said that ne'er could be
For she had got a lover and he was far at sea
She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain
Till he'd return to his Creole girl, on the Lakes of Ponchartrain
It's fare thee well, me Creole girl, I'll never see you more
I'll never forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore
And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain
And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain
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I've been a wild rover for many's the year
and I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer.
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
and I never will play the wild rover no more
And it's no, nay, never,
no, nay, never, no more
will I play the wild rover
no, never, no more
I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
and I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me nay,
Such "a custom like yours I can have any day
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
and the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.
She said I'd have whiskey and wines of the best
and the words that she told me were only in jest.
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22. |
Dixie (Tradición)
03:02
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Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land, where I was born in,
early on one frosty mornin',
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land.
I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
to live and die in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie.
Away, away, away down south in Dixie
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The water is wide, I cannot get oer
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
There is a shipand and it sails to the sea
Loaded deep as deep can be
But not as deep as the love I'm in
I know not if I sink or swim
I leaned my back against an oak
Thinking it was a trusty tree
But first it bent and then it broke
So did my love prove false to me
Oh love is gentle, oh love is kind
Gay as a jewel when first it is new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like the morning dew
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