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This is a good sing-along song. Sounds like drunken jammers at a saloon.
acoustic piano harmonies banjo mandolin
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acoustic variety experimental folk jammin' funk funky groovin'
HARMALLICA formed in 2005. H-ca consisted of myself (Dustin Finch) and my good friend, Thomas Head. We are no longer playing any shows together, but we made some great music while it lasted. Hope you enjoy!!!
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic General
Charts
Peak #1,100
Peak in subgenre #257
Author
Dustin Finch/Thomas Head
Rights
2007
Uploaded
August 03, 2007
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MP3 5.4 MB • 128 kbps • 5:53
Story behind the song
No real story. It's one of our first songs. You will likey
Lyrics
When I turn and walk away from you, I leave my troubles behind I leave the only one I love The flame that sparks my mind. This give-take relationship It only takes me by surprise Speaking of take, I just can't take anymore I'm gonna give it back to you tonight. Chorus: I look into the mirror and don't like what I see I see my dirty, unshaven face starin' back at me so blankly And it's midnight now, I've got the shakes I thought I saw you bow standing center-stage. You broke my heart, you stole my lock, and then You went and hid my key Now everyone in the country-side is a-bargin' in on me Well, I guess they think I need companion ship or a trusting friend to cope But a glass of wine'll do me just fine if you give me something to smoke. Chorus I look into the mirror and don't like what I see I see my dirty, unshaven face starin' back at me so blankly And it's Friday now, I've got the shakes I thought I saw you bow standing center-stage. Bridge: I gaze upon that scorching sun that's setting in your eyes It doesn't help much you know how big a sucker I am for those fresh, gold-splattered skies Get away from me now, get away from me now As the curtain drops, the popcorn sticks to that soda-covered floor I'm left with the mop, I just can't stop, they've even got me working the door. You ride your broom in your dressing room, yeah you cackle at the moon While you mix up a brand new potion to catch your future loon Chorus: I look into the mirror and don't like what I see I see my week-long, unshaven face starin' back at me so lonely And it's Sunday now, I've got the shakes I thought I saw you bow standing center-stage. Ooo it's midnight now, I've got the shakes Get away from me now, get away from me now.
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