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ABOVE BELOW WITHIN
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"NORTH, SOUTH, EAST, WEST, ABOVE, BELOW, WITHIN"
w&m: bill mallonee c. 2018 by "once more, this time with feeling" music
You go broke, you go bust by slow degrees
& the vault of your heart is found to be empty
Now every metal? the flame will test
north south east west.....
above below within
The thief? He grabbed the wheel of the car
and the darkness never needs camouflage
he disappears without a trace
north south east west
above below within
Something in the water....something in the air
something in your skin....you'll find it everywhere
the flag of violence is the new crest
north south east west
above below within
Now the rich man clutches his gold watch;
The rich lady? her lace
But, the poor man has no one to plead his case
No, it won't be pretty when this is addressed
north south east west...above below within
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FORGERIES (mastered)
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FORGERIES words & music: bill mallonee admin BMI 2017
There's no spinning any gold....outta this one
no use tryin' to fix the wagon wheel
It's just stumblin' down this corridor where you navigate by feel
tryin' to sort the fake from the real
Some days it ain't worth the paper it's printed on
It sure ain't worth a life of crime for you to steal
And by God, yer so thirsty...but every drink you spill
now forgeries abound at every card table
Sweet hour of prayer
had my hand on the television
I made my peace long time ago
with oblivion
Now forgeries run riot at every card table
every banker's pen clogged with the fine print of shady deals
Ah, but darling could i have your hand for this next Virginia reel?
and we'll sort through all the fake from the real
sort through all the fake from the real
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THIS ONE IS NOT GOING TO END WELL
words & music: bill mallonee c.BMI 2017
v.1
You never can be sure where you're at on this map
the past, present & future tend to over-lap
They say it all shakes out...but as far as i can tell
this one is not....going...to end well
v.2
I surveyed every angle but the one that carried me
was that dusty old virtrue they called brutal honesty
from cradle to grave...it's the hallowed or hard sell
this one is not...going...to end well
v.3
First you log the miles...then scrape off the rust
whatever gold you find or steal? well, it all turns to dust
if you listen very closely you'll hear the tolling of the bell
this one is not...going...to end well
v4.
I came here to draw water from that ancient well
a place where no moth corrupts & no thief shall ever dwell
I'll share a secret with you, if you promise not to tell
this one is not....going...to end well
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THAT HANDBILL THAT PROMISED ALL w&m: bill mallonee
We were standing in a rail yard way back East
It was one of those crisp, Autumn New York City morns
The foreman handed us all our release
he said "your services are no longer needed..."
chorus:
Then the light...it did fall
on that handbill...that promised all
"Chance of a lifetime," is what it read
there's new land to be cleared, farmed & ruled
Oklahoma territory homestead
Everybody starts with 40 acres & a mule
Let's just say the crops did not abound
That first winter? She come a-screamin'
I dug a hole like a grave out of the ground
for the wife & kids & I to live in
There's no preacher out here in these parts
so i turn some verses over on my tongue
just to try and keep my soul from hell
As i curse this barren land from here to kingdom come
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COYOTE & THE BLUE MOON w&m: bill mallonee
Those hands were gnarled...and twisted
just like the roots of a great tree
One finger showed up missing
He'd never say just how that came to be
Chorus:
Coyote & the Blue Moon sing a lonely song
A river deep inside everyone
Living life is risky business
but, the greatest risk you'll ever take
Is to give your heart to another
and see what kind of paradise you make
and see what kind of paradise you make
Memories hanging in a toolshed
next to the yoke the one that steered the mule
and the axe that cleared the land
How does one become so removed?
wisdom comes in freeze frames
like an old ticket stub you'll never toss
I've heard you tell the stories
whatever it is you wager...is never really lost
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ONE-HORSE TOWN w&m: bill mallonee
Shake off the dust of this one horse town
Get in the truck they don't want you around
This has been no promised land & it's no hallowed ground
Shake off the dust of this one horse town
Shake off the dust as best you can
of the insults & rumors and misunderstandings
close your ears to the murmurs; forget the frowns
Shake off the dust of this one horse town
They'll throw mud on your name; They will call you "boy."
They will curse your God; They will steal your joy
'cause they're sad & afraid; maybe hell bound
Shake off the dust of this one horse town
Now, i've got a woman with a heart of gold
i've got some Jesus down in my soul
This ain't no promised land & it's no hallowed ground
Shake off the dust of this one horse town
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Bill Mallonee
Bill Mallonee is an Americana artist w/ 80 plus albums over a 30 year career. Voted by Paste Music Magazine #65 in their
"Top 100 Living Songwriters" poll. He was the
founding member of Vigilantes of Love. He has worked with Mark Heard, Buddy Miller, Emmylou Harris, & Peter Buck from REM.
His most recent work, "Lead On, Kindly Light" is a 23song double Cd released Feb 2020.
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