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This is a song Malcolm says he wrote 'with Saint Augustine'. Saint Augustine meets Gram Parsons.
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Mystery Train are a Cambridgeshire-based band who specialise in good-time, rootsy, Blues and R'n'B-based music. They perform traditonal Blues numbers, Rock 'n'
Mystery Train are a Cambridgeshire-based band who specialise in good-time, rootsy, Blues and R'n'B-based music. They perform traditonal Blues numbers, Rock 'n' Roll and original songs as well as some covers of great 60s and 70s songs.
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Genre
Blues • Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #316
Peak in subgenre #119
Author
Malcolm Guite
Rights
Malcolm Guite 2001
Uploaded
December 13, 2005
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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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This is a song Malcolm says he wrote "with Saint Augustine". Saint Augustine meets Gram Parsons.
Lyrics
Restless Heart I've got somebody to wake me up, I've got somebody else to fill up my cup, I've got a whole team of people taking my mind apart, I've got a man on the marketplace making my bids, I've got a woman round the block looking after my kids, But I ain't got nobody to rock my restless heart. Well it's a heart that's been through too many changes. It's my heart, but it feels just like a stranger's. It's my heart, but its worn, Into pieces and its being torn Between a man on a cross and a baby in a manger. I've got somebody to fetch my pills, I've got a qualified doctor looking after my ills. I've got a plan for my life, but I knew it wouldn't work from the start. I've got a nasty reputation for following trends, Plenty of enemies, plenty of friends, But I ain't got nobody to rock my restless heart Well it's a heart that's been through too many changes. It's my heart, but it feels just like a stranger's. It's my heart, but its worn, Into pieces and its being torn Between a man on a cross and a baby in a manger.
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