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Picture in My Pocket
03:37
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It was hot the day / we cut out and ran away / pulling onto I-35 south / with our bags in tow / on our way to Mexico / we watched the sun fall down / as we rolled through town / looking for a hotel or a bar / you were fast asleep / all sprawled out on my backseat / I love you so much / darling you know what / I keep your picture in my pocket / and in my heart is where I lock you up again / I never listened good / not half the way I should / no one ever taught me how to be / when I turned 21 / I bought myself a gun / now darling I'm afraid / look at all the mess we made / no one's gonna want to help us know / so let's just shut our eyes / be glad that we are still alive
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Born Again Christian
03:21
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The man in the window, he got tricked / when systems showed that it was rigged / but still too little to convict / so he got out his shotgun / and he wrote out his mission / but before he could sign it / he was born again christian / the girl dressed up in the fancy clothes / takes her nutrition up the nose / but she's so radiant, she glows / we loved every inch / but on a drive Sunday morning / she lost her direction / and she sunk in the ocean / the man built her a temple / and he laid on the altar / he said God can't kill angels / so he couldn't fault her / give me a reason / to stay for forever / if I could join her
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Ain't Gonna Wait
03:29
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he's looking for his chance / playing on the weekends with that goddamn guitar band / sending his new demo out to L.A. and to Nashville, Tennessee / got his girl's name at the door / she used to come on Saturdays but she don't come no more / but when he's standing up on stage the lights can make it hard to see / you can't raise a family while you're having fun / you can't buy a big old house with a stack of ones / your brother and your sister, your friends and that one girl you used to date / they ain't gonna wait / sleeping on a couch / he used to have his own place until the landlord kicked him out / getting by on fast food and whatever he can get that's cheap or free / so what's the second step / waiting on tomorrow but today ain't got here yet / counting down the hours and thinking about where he would rather be
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Black Montana Night
03:33
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he was only seven on the day his daddy died / how his momma cried / she put away the pictures / she boxed up their possessions and sold the family home / forever we will roam / we can’t be cut down if we keep moving / they rolled through the hayfields on a black Montana night / without a soul in sight / the humming of the tires told the story of the highway / and everywhere they’d been and won’t return again / every roadside marker a reminder / you run away, the scars remain / they never disappear / they point the way from where you came / and they echo in your ear / the sea lay out before him, his country lay behind / oh he walked that faithful line / even when he stumbled / into the icy water where he laid his burdens down / never to be found / letting go as he was slipping under
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Adam Bruce Des Moines, Iowa
Adam Bruce is a Des Moines-based Prairie Soul singer and songwriter. Adam's honest, direct songwriting reflects his rural Midwestern upbringing while his vocal howl recalls an impassioned Southern revival. Adam currently performs as a duo with his wife April Lynn. For over 15 years, Adam has worked with Des Moines bands, most recently fronting alt-country group the New Bodies. ... more
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