Ghost Dance-lyrics

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Songs: Tumbleweed, Nothings For Certain, Whoville, Paying The Fiddler, Man In Your Band, D-Ray, Snakehandler, Two Things, Sam Clemens (Canugumbo), Young, Whoville Reprise, Little Peace Of Mind

Lyrics:

Tumbleweed Blowing through Kansas where there's nowhere to hide Man keeps circling like a hawk in the sky... St. Louis on St. Patrick's Day Whistling into Memphis sometime Friday Nobody notices when he goes by He's got a hole in his shoe and a tear in his eye Never stop... Everybody's going out to Colorado Still searching for that Rocky Mountain high Who's really working, who's really playing? Some just milking the trust fund dry Nobody notices when he goes by Got a hole in his shoe and a tear in his eye Never stop... Tumbleweed, keeps on riding the western wind Tumbleweed, don't talk much about where he's been Tumbleweed, won't you take me along for that ride Tumbleweed, I said my, my, my how time flies by Had a vision he was down at the old mill Watching water pour over that rusted wheel And he lost a sweet girl, Miss Rachel Hodges And the longing man goes on pilgrimages Nobody notices when he goes by Got a hole in his shoe and a tear in his eye. Never stop...                                                  Nothing's For Certain Took a ride late last summer it was daylight's darkest hour An empty house full of memories and a yard covered in passion flowers A crooked sun it blinds my eyes and I've had all I can stand Water's low, car's running hot, on my way to see my old man. Clouds cast a shadow on the mountains as I pass by the place where my mother lay A silent voice speaks in my head and I can't hear a word she's saying Round here you keep to yourself and you might believe what you're told The only secrets you discover are the ones that They want you to know And I'm over the pain and I'm over the anger I'm over the things that can happen I'm over the falls and I'm over the failures I'm out of the way but not over the hill... Some things live in wide open spaces and some things will die in the past Some things seem to live forever and some things are never meant to last Soon you'll have your last performance and when they lower the curtain The only thing that is for certain is that nothing's for certain. Chorus                                                       Whoville Becky Mountain looms over me in the dead of winter Down in the valley, it looks like Whoville And in the moonlight I can tell the lakes are frozen Down in the valley, it looks like Whoville; looks like Whoville See the clouds touching on the mountain tops... From my front porch I can see Dunn's Rock clearly It sits 2,000 feet above Whoville And it had to be a sacred place to the Cherokee That was long before, they built Whoville; they built Whoville Now the house lights cover up the mountain tops Every time I hear it snow I know why I came here Every time the seasons change the hour it grows nearer Every time I have this dream I always wake up here Now you're telling me someone new is trying to steal Whoville... Raven rides the thermals on a clear and icy day He keeps the glad heart for all in Whoville And high upon the Dragon's Back you can feel the moods and rhythms Yes Grandmother Earth, she lives in Whoville; she lives in Whoville But she hardly never ever comes to town Chorus                                                 Paying the Fiddler Some heavy realizations coming down on me Monkey's gonna do what the monkey sees Bet you don't think as much of me As you did when you first found me Wishing I wasn't the one to know You were the one that told me so In one ear and out the other Now you're gonna hear it again We had our random times Dancing in the kitchen to the wind chimes A place to buy a beer on Sunday Was the hardest thing to find The walls went up and distance set in You said I wasn't putting any effort in Just another game that no one wins And the fiddler wants my soul It must have been worth something 'Cause I learned a lot from you About what it's gonna be like If I want to make it through This life I'm still walkin' on my own This life is turning out to be another of my songs This life may never ever give you a second chance This life is payin' the fiddler for the dance Well I'm probably no smarter than I was before And I may never find what I'm looking for Is your life ever a bore Living while you're dying And the thing that hurts most in the end Is losing someone who might have been a friend Just another game that no one wins And the fiddler wants my soul                                               Man In Your Band Every time I go to Colorado my life just falls apart Another beginning comes to an end before it had a chance to start And with every phone call I could feel us drifting further and further apart Well I went off to fight 'cause I had to go and you had to stay behind Now there's another man asleep in your bed playing my Jody grind If this wrenching in my guts would ever go away well I guess I'd be just fine And I didn't have much but what I had I was giving it all to you And I'm sorry about the way things started out, I never ever meant to hurt you. But you've evened up the score even ran it up more than you ever had to do And I'm playing second fiddle to the man in your band I don't know if he's better than me but he's there and close at hand And you sat there in my kitchen and I'd play you songs I wrote But this one I'm afraid you'll never know I'm stuck on a corner in Boulder, Colorado; God I wish I could go home I was way too stubborn to give in; now I'm busted up all alone Reckon I've got the rest of my life to figure out where I went wrong And I ran into your old lover last night down at the Rack & Roll I said it's funny that I should see you here, there's something I want you to know I just wish I could have been as cool as him when it was time for letting you go There's a mean old dog that follows me around breaking my peace of mind. And whatever it is I keep waiting for it's getting pretty hardto find. But there won't be a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. Chorus                                                 Snake Handler It's a pain, penalization program, put your heart through the blender There's enough evil slithering around and it don't discriminate on gender And I've seen a twisted woman bend a man 'til he'll break Running him down all over town then take him for all she can take Can I get a witness, can I get a witness Had to sell my Jeep and fork out six months on back rent Had my credit card maxed to the limit and away she went I sold most my stuff off the sidewalk; I gave the rest down to charity Stuffed the rest of my life down in a duffle bag and that's a harsh reality Can I get a witness So don't paint me this lovely picture of how you and I might be It's only your interpretation of what you really want to see Twenty-eight and homeless, living out of my truck Limping down the highway just a little down on my luck And I'll find me another woman to make me forget about you Then I'll be standing in front of my mirror looking at the same old fool, Now can I get a witness. Yea I'm just a snake handler I'm just a snake handler                                                Two Things There are two things in this life that come unexpected Like getting struck by lightning and when a woman breaks your heart If you can live through each of those the odds are in your favor, that neither one will ever happen again... You might somehow survive, you might lay you down and die So you make your way out into the day even though it's still gray And there will be an hour or two that you're doing pretty good But when the sun hides in the mountains and the demons of the night Tear you into lonely pieces as you turn out your lights And deep inside you'll pray they would just go away But lightning keeps crashing all around me And it has been raining here for almost a whole year There is no calm in the eye of the storm that you gave me So I'll somehow survive, I may lay me down and die Two things, man and woman, space and time Two things, love and hate and live and die Two things, man and woman, space and time Two things, love and hate and live and die... And you exchange a pair of rings but they're only two things.                                               Sam Clemens You might want to hold me but you don't really know me Am I half excited or just half lonely You can make love to me but don't start to love me 'Cause emotional prison is the worst kind of holding I got some advice, several years ago You know Janine told me, love's waters run deep And I shouldn't troll with such big hooks If there's nothing there I'm ever going to keep I'll always go where the grass is growing greener Ripen my life like a berry on a vine My life is reading like a Mark Twain novel Unfolding on some great divide You can't make somebody be someplace they don't want to be... But everyday, I try to hang on Got a self-inflicted wound all the way to my bone And I might be tragic, but my head is still clear And I'll never ask you for your pity or your fear. Chorus                                                       Young North Carolina, I-40 West, it was the 29th of July A ray of hope with a Wisconsin tag gave a look as she went by But she vanished up on my horizon like they always seem to do If there's a trick to understanding my life, well I haven't got a clue, Said I haven't got a clue. Well I'm sitting on the curb of the Blind Tiger with a couple of my old friends Said all my songs were sounding sad and was I finally giving in I said no one out there in that crowd understands about the sacrifice All of the things worth having seem to have a lofty price, Sure seem to have a lofty price. And my face is starting to show the years of living on the run I'm nothing like what I thought I'd be when I was still quite young So don't you say that I lost my edge, don't you tell me that I lost my nerve I'm not on my last leg yet, but I appreciate your concern And my face is starting to show the lines from living on the run I'm nothing like what I thought I'd be, when I was still quite young, When I was still quite young.