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Older & Wiser Now
02:29
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When I was a young child, naught but three foot high
I'd run into table just above my eye and then fall down
Get back up and continue runnin' 'round
Oh, yes sir, them are scabs and bruises; and, no, they are not my eyebrow
Oh, when I was a young boy, my sister threw some rocks
I just ran into one and got a big old knock upon my head
Blacked out screamin'; the neighbors thought me dead
Well, I woke up not an hour later and got this big old scar on my forehead
Well, I miss those days when I'd just run and play
Without a care in the world
But I'm older and wiser now, just tryin' to stay on this world
Oh, When I was in sunday school I ran into a girl
She a foot taller than me, she near began to hurl and I felt bad
Started sayin' sorry, was feelin' sad
Though I nearly knocked her tooth out, upon my big ol' forehead had a gash
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The Flowin' Tide of Time
04:19
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Howlin' wind, there you go again
Blowin' off my hat again
I wish you would quite down, my love
Oh, yellow moon, won't you take a bow
Over the horizon somehow
I wish I could see your waxin' and a'wanin' through the night
Hey there, Orion, with you belt;
Where's your cousin Iron smeltin'?
Would you point me to him cause I need a new belt buckle
Hey there, Big Dipper, where's you kid?
The tiny spoon with his little dip
Well, if you see him could you ask him for a drink of water
Cause I'm thirstin' for the flowin' tide of time
But I only seem to thirst for it at night
Oh, Lord, I know that you could calm my soul
And quench this thirst for the flowin' tide of time
Hey there, girl I can see you face
and though you sleep at a different place
At night you've been hangin' 'round my mind
Yes, night each night, you're with me there
And just when I can smell your hair
I wake up without you by my side
And I'm thirstin' for the flowin' tide of time
But I only seem to thirst for it at night
Oh, Lord, I know that you could calm my soul
And quench this thirst for the flowin' tide of time
Oh, Lord, I know that you could calm my soul
And quench this thirst for the flowin' tide of time
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Locked Up In My Head
05:10
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Tomorrow feels so far away
I wonder, baby, can you stay here just a moment with me, gal?
But if you choose to leave, my love
Well at the moment that you're gone you'll still be locked up in my head
Cause I think about you every other time
That you're not right here in front of my eyes
So when you say, "I love you, boy"
You're locked up here for a day or more
Your house it feels so far away
I wonder, lady, when you lay how do the sheets feel in your bed?
Cause my sheets they keep me up all night
And if it weren't for you I'd fright but you're still locked up in my head
Cause I think about you every other time
That you're not right here in front of my eyes
So, when you say, "I love you, boy"
You're locked up here for a day or more
Oh, I wanna see you in the mornin'
When all of yesterday fades away
Oh, just to see you, my sweet darlin'
Will make this but a fond memory
Cause I think about you every other time
That you're not right here in front of my eyes
So, when you say, "I love you, boy"
You're locked up here for a day or more
Yeah, I think about you every other time
That you're not right here in front of my eyes
Yes, when you say, "I love you, boy"
You're locked up here for a day or more
Darlin', you're locked up here for a day or more
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Layin' down without a sound
I was on your chest, without a request
And you were there running your fingers through my hair
I was just so content to be in your arm; Oh, to feel your warmth without a charm - O-oh
At my house, all but the TV doused
I'm lookin down at you and there's nothin' I must do to
Win your care; You look back up at me and stare
Such a lovely feeling just lyin' here; Oh, to feel your breath my love, my dear - O-oh
And the stars were but pinpricks that dotted our minds
Yeah, the sky it was but imagination
Oh, this love I have found it has brightened our lives
It can turn cardboard boxes to creation
Here we are lookin' at these stars
So content to be nothin' but you and me
There's nothin' to feared if ahead our lives are steered
Won't you take my hand and I'll take yours too; Oh, to feel your love so pure, so true - O-oh
And the stars are but pinpricks that dot up our minds
Yeah, the sky it is but imagination
Oh, this love I have found it has brightened our lives
It has turned cardboard boxes to creation
Yes, it has turned cardboard boxes to creation
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Mx. Liam Ontario
Mx. Liam is a singer/songwriter from Ontario, California. They are an anarcho-socialist and non-binary individual with a love for all music, but American folk music is their primary focus musically. They have spent extensive energy educating themselves on music, ethnomusicology, audio-engineering, politics, and the languages of their ancestry as well as those not related to them personally. ... more
Mx. Liam recommends:
Straight thinking means plain speaking
by Moon Bandits
The Moon Bandits were one of the first folk punks bands I ever played a show with. I love this album in particular because it has my favorite song by them, Community Love Song, on it.
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Rogue Taxidermy
by Days N' Daze
Dayz N Daze is another awesome folk punk band I've played shows with. Lots of Crust and Ska influences mixed in. Check 'em out, they're from Austin TX. Misanthropic Drunken Loner is my fav track
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Matt Pless is a kindred spirit in the tradition of American folk music. My favorite tracks on this album: Ashtray, My Crooked Ways, Talkin' Information Blues, White Picket Fences, & The Crayon Song
go to albumIf you like Mx. Liam, you may also like:
Forever Only Idaho
by Harrison Lemke
Big, strummy songs that recall the heart-on-sleeve earnestness and lo-fi glory of early Mountain Goats.
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Papa Bear Sings Baby Bear a Lullaby in a Bearhouse
by Hige Kuma
Raucous jams from this Austin artist with hooks so immediate, they bury themselves in your brain.
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Tides of a Teardrop
by Watchhouse (formerly Mandolin Orange)
The forthcoming album from Mandolin Orange blends rustic Americana melodies with aching, orchestral arrangements.
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