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Whisky & The Stars
04:05
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I’m working, working, working every day
I’m watching all my hair turn grey
Got tired eyes and heavy feet
Walking around these empty streets
I’m running, running, running for the train
On the autobahn I’m stuck again
From bus to bus, around and around
All this travelling it gets me down
All this moving, it gets me down
So break out the whisky, the stars in the sky
Let’s leave this all behind
So many days and years gone by
But tonight I feel like I’m never gonna die
I’m learning, learning, learning what I can
I’m trying to meet all your demands
Keeping up my self-control
I’m digging myself into a hole
I’m talking, talking, talking on the phone
I’m falling like a rolling stone
I tire myself trying to find the words
I can’t recall all that I’ve learned
I have forgot all that I’ve learned
So break out the whisky, the stars in the sky
Let’s leave this all behind
So many days and years gone by
But tonight I feel like I’m never gonna die
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2. |
After The Ceilidh
03:52
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Well things are winding down here for the night
There is no better time to try to do what’s right
Ceilidh dancing dancers are resting their feet
While outside all the smokers share wisdom on the street
There’s a man who’s got his prey trapped in the corner
She tempts him with the promise that they’ll see it through ‘till morning
Young men bare their fists; they’ve got something to prove
Drinking too much whisky makes you feel like you can’t lose
Don’t make me the last one to leave
Don’t wanna be the last one to leave
The wind outside it howls, shakes the walls of the hall
The band nod to each other, this will be the final call
Last chance to find a partner, to feel their touch
One final chance to feel the warmth you’ve craved so much
We all come together singing auld lang syne
Old lovers passing glances across the lines
Promises that offered summers fruit
Forever lost among the mists of winter’s cold hard truths
After the ceilidh
In the darkest of the hours
Empty glasses, withered flowers
The brave among the cowards
After the ceilidh
As the night comes to an end
Never too late to make amends
As we part from these old friends
Don’t make me the last one to leave
Don’t wanna be the last one to leave
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3. |
Each And Every Minute
03:22
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Pour me wine into my glass
Don’t remind me of my past
Sing me songs that I’ll know
Give me soil to help my flowers grow
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
You don’t have to question how this could ever be true
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
I don’t have the answers but I’ll give my truth to you
Take me out to dance tonight
Take my sins, make them right
Let me bask in your light
Take me on your eternal flight
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
You don’t have to question how this could ever be true
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
I don’t have the answers but I’ll give my truth to you
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
The time we spend together is over much too soon
Cause I’m loving each and every minute
Each and every minute with you
I don’t have the answers but I’ll give my truth to you
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4. |
Get Shit Done
04:13
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There’s a postcard on my wall
Says get shit done
Get shit done is what I ought to do
Who knows what awaits you
When tomorrow comes
Who knows what waits out there for you
There are things I’ve been putting off
Things I need to do
The years they’ve come and gone all too soon
History comes too soon
For you to understand
It’s much too fast to hold it in your hand
In your hand
I keep burying my head in the sand
To shut out all the noise
It’s easy to feel like I don’t have a choice
I’m burning with that yearning
For things that I don’t have
I’m trying my best not to go completely mad
I’m going mad
You better give yourself some room to roam
You’ve been feasting on that honeycomb
Come on down from off your throne
You’ve been feasting on that honeycomb
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5. |
Sleepy Head
04:43
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Sleepy head, can’t wake up
Sleepwalking down the road
I had myself a mystical revelation
But I forgot how it goes
Found myself staring blindly
Another face in the crowd
Another drop in the ocean
I was standing on a hole in the ground
Old glory
Fading sun
Back to the start
To be begun
Awakened by a new sensation
Making rooms spin round
Dazzled by your conversation
I was captured, I was bound
Got myself a sky full of sunshine
The bottle pours another glass
You were to me just a stranger
Give a future to my past
Old Glory
Fading sun
Back to the start
To be begun
Sleepy head, can’t wake up
Sleepwalking down the road
Had myself a mystical revelation
But I forgot how it goes
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6. |
Socks No Shoes
03:27
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Sitting in a room on an island in the middle of the ocean
Thinking about home and all that I’ve left behind
So I gather together the memories and feel them inside me
To relive all the joy I felt in better times
And there in the middle of this moment I start to question
Did I ever have a home to leave behind
Maybe I’ve been searching for something to hold on to
Maybe I just imagined these things were mine
And so the time passes each day feels a little bit shorter
I struggle to find that place where I belong
And every new town makes me feel just a little bit colder
I’m starting to question just where I come from
And given a moment of truth perhaps there’s an answer
A chance to pull back the curtain and see what’s behind
Everywhere that I’ve been and I’ll go has something to tell me
An answer to give some peace to my worried mind
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8. |
Hands Of The Devil
03:18
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Like ships pass in the night
Our meeting’s so brief
No space to know you
No sweet relief
Well there’s more to be had
Far more for us to know
Perhaps our time’s not come
The world turns to slow
And the hands of the devil
Are never too far
Yearning to touch
To unravel the stars
With the passing of time
The seasons come and go
Slowly we get older
Our years begin to show
Well you’ve got your life
And I’ve got mine
Perhaps you’ll find your own way
Maybe I’ll never find mine
And the hands of the devil
Are never too far
Yearning to touch
To unravel the stars
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9. |
Bernera Blues
03:26
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10. |
Glen Deskry
04:37
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Upon the hills, across the pines
Where the river runs through the glen
At the banks of the Deskry there I’ll go
As the sun sets over Morven
Casting shadows in the fields
Enough remains to sow your seeds and grow
You carried the earth away
Dug it out of the mountain
Laid roots sown deep into this sacred land
With all that you had to give
You gave it everything
Don’t listen to those who will never understand
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
In the strath of the Don
There’s a house reaching for the sky
Gives redemption to those who come its way
But you can’t find what you need
Where others have lost themselves
Carry on, you’ll find your own way
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
There’s a long and winding road
That’ll carry you through the distance
Takes you back to where you need to be
Give it time and give it space
Give it anything it needs
But don’t give up on the vision that you have seen
And your soul can’t let you leave what you’ve held
What you built with your own hands, even though you had to sell
There are some things we create we’ll never see
But if we feel them they are real
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11. |
Let Me Be
03:58
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Well I’ve been down this road before
I’ve walked this line
To think this way can lead me anywhere
It’s a waste of my time
It’s a waste of my time
It’s a fight I’m losing
Going round in circles and the past won’t let me be
Just for a minute
Let me be
I may have spoken these words before
I have heard these sounds
But when I try to fly away
My feet won’t leave the ground
My feet won’t leave the ground
It’s a fight I’m losing
Going round in circles and the past won’t let me be
Just for a minute
Let me be
It’s a fight I’m losing
Going round in circles and the past won’t let me be
And it’s time I’m losing
The years, days and hours it never stops torturing me
Just for a minute
Just for a minute
Just for a minute
Let me be
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Steve Crawford & Spider MacKenzie Aberdeen, UK
Steve Crawford & Spider MacKenzie from Aberdeen in Scotland make music that is at times rich in warm, candlelight intimacy and in others all burning hell fire and brimstone. Bold and eloquent songwriting, and delivery, often reminiscent of the classic ‘70s singer/songwriters, combines with acoustic guitar, wailing and weeping virtuoso harmonica and mellifluous vocals to complete this dynamic duo ... more
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