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A Coal for Caring
03:44
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Would you give me a coal for caring
light it up and watch it burn
would you dance with me in the clearing
til every last word til ever last word
would care to know how I'm fairing
the nights have not much to offer
but a watering hole and laughter
and that chill that chill the morning after
did you know I'd see your face again
in the snow that fell like your pale skin
upon my own
and you spoke of your favorite author
as we stepped along these remote roads
that memory strains to offer
that too much time did decompose
did you know whats befallen this man
don't you go a smiling when you find out
that he's been suffering
did you know that Id see your face again
in the snow that fell like your pale skin
upon my own
would you give me a coal for caring
light it up and watch it burn
would you dance with me in the clearing
til every last word til every last word
Did you know I'd see your face again
in the snow that fell like your pale skin
upon my own
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Barstow Street Blues
03:12
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I'm heading down that 805 and off that 52
heading down to Clairemont to them Barstow Street blues
yeah, I'm heading on back home
I ain't been there in a few
I heard mamas cooking pozole and Chuy's got his guitar tuned
It's been close to ten years but somethings never change
down through Clairemont things always seem this strange
yeah, theres something in the air
feels like 1950 too
I hope mamas cooking pozole and Chuy's got his guitar tuned
Well, I'm halfway down and I had to stop to pray
this god forsaken town sitting by that highway
its gonna drive you insane cause there ain't much there to do
we're all trying to make a living down here with them Barstow Street Blues
so I walk through the door and I say howdy folks
little Bleu's grown up and Joey cracked a joke
and my sisters got the car she'll be gone a day or two
Oh but mamas cooking pozole and Chuy's got his guitar tuned
I've been trying to live a clean a clean and better way
gotta get my self a job or get back up in that game
theres only so many hours one can sleep throughout the day
thank got mamas cooking pozole and Chuy cant wait to start playing
yeah I'm heading down that 805 and off that 52
yeah I'm heading down to Clairemont to them Barstow Street Blues
I'm heading on back home, gonna be here for a few
I'm gonna try to make a living down here with them Barstow Street Blues
It's hard to make a living down here with them Barstow Street Blues
Thank god mamas cooking pozole and Chuy's got his guitar tuned
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Andrés Miguel Cervantes California
Andrés Miguel Cervantes is a folk/ country singer songwriter based in San Francisco and San Diego,
California.
Influenced by songwriters Leonard Cohen, Townes Van Zandt, Fred Neil, and Vicente Fernadez, Andrés' lyrics are distinctly his own, with beautiful, haunting images of landscapes both internal and external
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