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Roads run by trainyards
Ships sail past my heart
I'll see you down on the tracks tonight
You and your bottle of screw top wine
Beautiful in our whiskey haze
beautiful in our messy ways
you told me once perfect's never good
i held your hand as we gathered the wood
lighting the fire where the cops don't come
smoke in our hair smoke in our lungs
the girls blow on empty jugs
the boys beat on makeshift drums
Roads run by train cars
we're walkin out to the shipyard
you hang your feet down off of the pier
dancin in moonlight
spillin your beer
They go in boxcars two by two
we sit by the fire drinkin our due
songs rising up into the night
the stars as our witness making it right
foghorn blowing ghostly and true
my voice singing only to you
Roads run by trainyards
we're shooting the moon with a deck of cards
there's nothin we can't do tonight
we're a tangle of laughter lost in the lights
you take my hand but we dance alone
the fire is dying. the strangers come.
we're a family here in music and booze
there's nothing here to ever lose
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Leavin'
03:35
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Writing this down
Can't fucking sleep
All I hear are doors closing all I hear is you keep
Leavin Leavin Leavin
The bed rattles without you
It rattles without your weight
Trains keep on rollin by
Every seven minutes
Every eight
Metal cars on metal tracks
A hundred times each day
Metal cars run through this city
Taking you away
You're leavin leavin leavin
I wake and fall asleep
Train rattlin my bones
Noise from that downstairs restaurant makes me feel more alone
Lying in the darkness
Bed shaking every day
I'm alone in this darkness
That train keeps taking you away
You're leaving leaving leaving
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Go Away
02:19
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We went out to the railyards
And hopped on a freight car
And rode out to Roseville
And drank whiskey 'til dawn
We kissed under the moonlight
Making love until first light
And then hopped another train
Back to the shipyards by the bay
Wishing we could hop a ship
Like a train and stowaway
And go away
And go away
We could leave all our problems
Behind us, our troubles
Our worries, our debts
But together we'd be
On a beach in Tahiti
Still drinking our whiskey
Making love under Palm trees
But we'd miss those trains
Wishing we could hop a train
Like we did that ship
And go away, together
And go away
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Lilacs from Canada
03:54
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Lilacs from Canada
what a magical night
Lilacs from Canada
i know this is right
Lilacs from Canada
so lush and so true
Lilacs from Canada
i'm falling for you
we met on a warm night
under the stars
i tried so hard to charm you
bringing drinks from the bar
i got yr friends so drunk
Lauren lost her car
i drove you home, you kissed me
and it was like
Lilacs from Canada
what a magical night
Lilacs from Canada
i know this is right
Lilacs from Canada
so lush and so true
Lilacs from Canada
i'm yearning for you
You spun me around
in dances so sweet
lifting me up
putting stars at my feet
you handmade me valentines
and coffee so sweet
but nothing coul;d ever beat the
Lilacs from Canada
when the season was done
Lilacs from Canada
i know you are the one
Lilacs from Canada
so lush and so true
Lilacs from Canada
mean i love you
we live in the fog belt
where summers are cold
chasing lives and adventures
and travels untold
i play the accordion
you make movies all night
it's not the path we expected
but damn it feels right when you got me
Lilacs from Canada
that smell like my home
Lilacs from Canada
i'm never alone
Lilacs from Canada
so lush and so true
Lilacs from Canada
you know i love you
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Last Day on the Road
04:35
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Nashville has too much traffic
and too much of the jesus
we're driving out to Drunk Falls
on old I-59
Sad that tour is ending
and sad to not be home
its our last day on the road
the red brakelights
look like a carnival
and in honey island swamp
even the graffitti is holy
CHORUS
all of the billboards in mississippi
are torn and worn and bare
the gas stations list no prices
we know we have to go
CHORUS
every morning you make us the music
that rides us through the day
statelines and miles mean nothing
except cheaper cigarettes
CHORUS
the rain kicks up the dust smell
in old indiana
chicago is calling and calling
we'll be there soon
CHORUS
it's sex shops, fireworks more jesus
and we make our final drive
no more whiskey. no more crazy
now we've had our time
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Keep Drinkin'
Drown your sorrows
There's nuthin' better than a good ol' double o' rye
Yeah, keep drinkin'
It cures what ales ya, but ale ain't enough to keep the thoughts from troublin'
Keep drinkin'
Drown them sorrows away
Rhubarb Whiskey
Ain't it a gas
Always with ya', in a silver flask
Rhubarb Whiskey
It's the demon yeah it ain't no angel but it helps the healin'
Yeah whiskey
Drown them sorrows away
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Rhubarb Whiskey has been referred to as the anti-prohibition, hellbilly goth, the bluegrass Dresden Dolls, and the fortunate
love child of Bill Monroe and Sid Vicious. Bringing you atmospheric, literate, romantic drinking songs that are sexy, rugged and furiously
alive this murder ballad americana band is here to charm you with their tales of love, friendship and the devils in the bottle.
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