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Hasia Dreams
03:57
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All that she knew, was great grey dunes
The rubble and stone of the place she called home
They roll on as far as the eye can see
Her parents are gone, so she stands there alone
When Hasia dreams
They are here by her side
So she closes her eyes…
And Hasia dreams
A wave of her hand and the dunes turn to sand
The horse that she rides takes her down to the sea
She could be a queen, her clothes are so grand
She turns to the sun and is free…
When Hasia dreams
She does not hear their cries
So she closes her eyes…
And Hasia dreams
Hasia fell from the deck the sea
A night and a day she was lost on the waves
She clung to a hope, to a thread, to a string
To a fisherman’s net, and she’s saved
When Hasia dreams
She looks up to the sky
And there are no goodbyes
So Hasia dreams
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Shiprock
07:06
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Her daddy drove them back to Shiprock, the summer gone to rain
Ten years since he left on morning and never came home again.
She didn’t even know him when he met her from the train,
Just a grown-up girl as pale as sand and a tough white Indian.
Her mama spent her life pretending, and pedaling her lies.
The desert told them show no mercy but she learned to stay alive.
Somehow after all these years a grain of family love has survived
Because her Daddy, he knew how to drive.
Her mama took her finger, wiped away the word regret
Daddy got by rolling what he called his special cigarettes.
She sat there beside him casting love out like a net
but growing up was the only gift, that girl would ever get
Her mama spent up all the money on her pills and on her lies
The mesas watched it all unfolding, shoulders holding up the skies
She was left there with that woman, but at least she grew up to know why
Because her Daddy, he knew how to drive.
So let’s drive…
Now he’s driving back to Shiprock, she’s in the seat beside
There’s still a hurt down in her that she will never learn to hide
But he’s her Daddy, she’s his girl and that can’t be denied
sweet all mixed up with bitter until the day they die
When mama lost the fight she’d started, you could see it in her eyes
Daddy said it’s you or her girl, so it’s time to say goodbye
Now they’re going home to Shiprock take that boat and sail into the sky
Because her Daddy, he knew how to drive
So let’s drive…
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Rum And Smoke
04:09
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Seven years old
Hungry and lean
Dad's passed out
TV screen...
Another bet
A losing horse
And nothing left for us
My dad did all my drinking for me
Twelve years old
They call my name
Free school meals
Full of shame
And all the while
At the bar
He's joking with his friends
My dad did all my drinking for me
Fifteen years old
My father died
Didn't know how
I never cried
An empty room
A bed, a chair
Rum and smoke still fills the air
My dad did all my drinking for me
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Make Do With England
04:58
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Baby, you taught me how to care
Yeah? Well I taught you how to swear
Now I can’t take you anywhere
Well I think we’ll call that even
You show me the finer things in life
I bring the trouble, bring the strife
Why you want to be my wife?
I think you must be crazy
Call it a loan I can’t repay
You say I don’t owe you anyway
And if we don’t get to the promised land...
We’ll just have to make do with England
Each day you show me how to be
Being with you is so goddamn easy
That sometimes I’d swear you’re a part of me
I’m helpless without you
I hand you a feather, snowy white
You say ‘Lay your head down, it’ll be alright’
You are my swan-song, my evermore
You are what my whole life is for
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She got, white hair and blue jeans,
She keeps her mind dirty and her teeth clean
She can drive fast, she got class
There’s nothing left in the bottom of her glass!
Four kids and Three dogs
She got one ex and two jobs
Drives a Trans-Am, says “Yes, Ma’am”,
Clothes she wears say “I don’t give a damn”
All she wants from you
Is a wedding ring… and a new tattoo
Five days, she’s up a at three
For the first shift at the factory,
She can sweet talk, got a mean walk
If her boss is lucky then she’ll just punch the clock
Skirt’s up, hair down
She can turn heads just driving round
Gets her drinks free, men are weak-kneed
Can’t spend the night ‘cos she’s getting up at three
All she wants from you
Is a wedding ring… and a new tattoo
White hair, blue jeans
Talks sweet, walks mean
Works hard, looks swell
Smells like heaven but she gonna raise hell
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Jamie Freeman London, UK
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"Freeman hovers between the narrative talents of Pete Townshend, Ray Davies and other 60's luminaries..." ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ R'N'R magazine
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