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Two Weeks
04:19
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You're my cold mountain high
You're my desert hot and dry
But I'm on this long highway
And I know I'm just a phone call away
But this bed it feels so cold
So don't you go and put our love on hold
It's only two weeks and I'm coming home to you
Two weeks, I'll be back in the door
Two weeks and I'll be back home to you
Two weeks I'll be back in the door
Playing to a dining crowd
Boss man says you're way too loud
Close my eyes and drift away
I can still hear the knives hitting plates
Wonder what I'm doing here
One week down, one more to go I'm getting near
It's only one week and I'm coming home to you
One week, I'll be back in the door
One week and I'll be back home to you
One week I'll be back in the door
Heavy head and weary eyes
Sun is nearly on the rise
Ninety miles and I'll hit town
I wanna catch you in your morning gown
I can't wait to see your face
I can't wait to feel your warm embrace
It's only two hours and I'm coming home to you
Two hours, I'll be back in the door
Two hours and I'll be back home to you
Two hours I'll be back in the door
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Can't Call It Home
04:22
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Never thought I'd be back here again
I swore last time it would be the end
No-ones left here that I still know
So many memories, I still can't call it home
I've seen the trees grow, till they blew down
Sometimes I wish that wind would blow down this town
A couple comes, a couple goes
Left to wonder where their love did go
I swore last time it would be the end
You won't see me in this town again
Lost my heart to a local girl
We got out so I could stay with her
Now my folks have gone with the winds of change
Ain't nothin' left here that could make me stay
I swore last time it would be the end
You won't see me in this town again
I've seen the trees grow, till they blew down
Sometimes I wish that wind would blow down this town
A couple comes, a couple goes
Left to wonder where their love did go
I swore last time it would be the end
You won't see me in this town again
I swore last time it would be the end
You won't see me in this town again
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You told me not to climb that high
But I did and I fell
You told me not to bite the hand that feeds
But I did and I starved
I will not question you again
If I swam so far I might go under
And I did and I drowned
But you could breathe me back to life
And you did and I lived
I will not question you again
I will not ask of you my friend
I will not make you mother me
You've done enough for me to see
In the light a warm familiar voice
And I knew it was you
You said I still had much to give
So now I know and I will
I will not question you again
I will not ask of you my friend
I will not make you mother me
You've done enough for me to see
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Desert Flower Woman
03:01
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Desert flower woman and a yellow full moon
Rabbit skin loin cloth silver-feather shoes
Dancin' on the riverstone
Rhythm of the night
Under the waterfall by the fire
Smell that desert flower hangin' in the air
Fills my senses, scents her hair
See her skin shimmering with spray
Kangaroo pelts on blood red clay
Stars cuttin' through the blanket of night
Like the whites of her eyes in the firelight
Shadows on the riverstone
Dancin' by the fire
Spray from the waterfall in my eyes
Desert flower woman she came to me
Head of henna-honey flowin' in the breeze
Dancin' on the riverstone
Rhythm of the night
Spray from the waterfall sure feels nice
Dancin' on the riverstone
Rhythm of the night
Primitive heartbeat, tribal child
Desert flower woman
Desert flower woman
Desert flower woman
Desert flower woman
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Behind Your Walls
05:23
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You had to stop yourself from sinkin'
You carried more than just your pride
You couldn't help but keep on thinkin'
Why were you so unfairly trialled
No matter how hard they listen
They talk too much to realize
You broke the cup that runneth over
To stop reminding you of lies
Now the thought of starting over
Does not appeal to you at all
You think about someone to hold you
Then cracks appear within your walls
You keep it all so closely guarded
No One will ever know your truths
Your tragedy is you could shine
Instead you're fadin' blue
You sought no comfort in a bottle
You didn't lean upon a friend
You keep on tryin' to find a meaning
Still your pain won't end
No matter how hard they listen
They talk too much to realize
You broke the cup that runneth over
To stop reminding you of lies
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Brett Littlefair Adelaide, Australia
Brett plays footstompin', toe tappin', boogie tunes on guitars made from cigarboxes, hubcaps and biscuit tins.
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