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Ruination
05:45
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The Body’s Ruination Is The Soul’s Release
I”m always talking like I’m high on something
I’m always feeling like my head’s on fire
I’m always looking for illumination
But all I’m seeing is the flame expire
All I wanted was a cool drink of water
All I did was try to hold back the night
All I said was, “Mister, look me in the eye”
Now they’re talking ‘bout the boy ain’t right
I do not ask for comfort
And I do not ask for peace
Give me gasoline, I am a bone machine
And the body’s ruination is the soul’s release
Rain down revelation
I will take my stand
Brother, I will hate you if I have to
Brother, I will love you if I can
Cross my willful path and change me
I’m alive
And I am waiting
Love is the religion
But Death is the deity
The spirit moves on the water
But the spirit does not move in me
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61
05:08
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61
Across the street from the Viper Room
The girl with the hundred dollar high
Demonstrates the disconnect
To the boy who never cries
She says, “The Almighty has endowed me
With this figure and this face
But I am devoid of consequence
Somebody take me from this place”
61
Fetch me up from underground
I can hardly wait to blow this town
And leave behind all these lower forms who would rather cry than sing
All the way to Canaan
I can feel my shadow lengthening
61
Hold your head up, darling
Quit your crying
Come this time tomorrow
I’ll be flying
Down 61
A young McKinley Morganfield
Stops his tractor in the middle of a row
He says “There ain’t a thing to keep me here
I might as well just go ahead and go”
He tells himself, McKinley
Man, just point it North and steer
Why you want to die in Mississippi
When your heart’s so full
And the promised land’s so near?
Right down 61
Down and down through the muscle and the bone
One promise left to keep
The dying man reaches out his hand, and he cries out in his sleep
61
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Southern Cross The Dog
05:51
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Southern Cross The Dog
The father of the blues picked up his coronet
Stepped into a railroad car
He watched a fellow passenger bending low
Over a box guitar
Watched him slide a knife blade up the strings
The angels started weeping when that man began to sing
Can you take me there?
Can you take me there?
Can you take me where the Southern cross the Dog?
Where the Southern cross the Dog
It was just another Saturday night
In a club downtown somewhere
Furry Lewis was holding court
His leg was hurting him bad
But he was too drunk to care
His singing voice was made up in equal parts
Of hope and despair
He was singing, can you take me there?
Can you take me there?
Can you take me where the Southern cross the Dog?
Where the Southern cross the Dog
Have you ever seen a Memphis girl
Wearing a simple cotton dress
Moving to the music with her eyes closed tight
And her arms wrapped around herself?
Well, I have never seen anything so beautiful
She can take me there
Take me there
Take me where the Southern cross the Dog
Where the Southern cross the Dog
Here comes the night, my darling
Here comes the night, my love
Will you take me in your arms?
Will you fill me with your love?
Meet me by the riverside
Call my name, and I’ll be there
Darling, I will be the whisper in your blood
Darling, I will be the moonlight in your hair
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Beulah Land
06:32
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Beulah Land
Neither servant nor a master
I paid in blood for all I have
And for my wound there is no suture
There is no balm in Gilead
I am only sound and fury
I was surely born too die
They say no man can kill the Midnight Rider
But, by God, I will try
I’d be lost without you
Lost without you
Take my hand, my lover
And walk with our daughter
Down to the river’s edge
Cross over into Beulah Land
When the sky turns reds and sulfur
A pale horse and rider come
I have made my introductions
So far, I have not run
When you kiss, kiss her once for me
When I give my heart, it’s for eternity
No other love could ever be
As true as yours and mine
As true as yours and mine
In the dying light, the dark descending
I see Death walking like a man
One night soon now, he will beckon
And I will shoot him where he stands
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5. |
Uncover Me
04:53
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Uncover Me
Ragged hope
Blessed nitroglycerine
All tangled in your raven hair
To deconstruct it, honey
To know at last it’s coming
The cooling of the blood
The slipping away
Take this flesh, my lover
And then once my ghost is free
The rest can fall away
Uncover me
The mourning dove
A song of lamentation
A dying man
An indifferent god
Someone to love
Before the end of summer
That’s all I ever wanted
That’s all I ever wanted to be
Dust to dust, my darling
Here we are
I will love you, dear, right here
Underneath a million dying stars
Iron to rust
The sacred revolution
The new graffiti on the temple wall
Take this kiss
Take this blood from a stone
Take my hand and walk with me
Through this orchard of bones
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6. |
Rebel Soul
04:56
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My Rebel Soul
The way that I’m constructed
The things that I believe
Have led me to this crossroads
And here I stand and bleed
There ain’t no loose connection
How can I make you understand?
I will take this muddy water
You can have your promised land
And all your silver milagros
All your gold plated saints
The things you want, I don’t want
The things you are, I ain’t
Go on and dig that hole
Dig that hole
My body’s yours
But you can never have my rebel soul
For every truth, a contradiction
For every saint, a Philistine
For every death, a resurrection
For every sin, a new machine
Hung up on this old barbed wire
My body’s flesh, my soul is fire
I will not yield to sorrow
I will not bend my knee
His eye is on the sparrow
But that’s not what I see
My X is in the graveyard dirt
Close by the hangman’s tree
I’ll leave behind the man I was
For the unholy ghost
I was always meant to be
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7. |
You Haunt Me
04:28
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You Haunt Me
I give back everything that’s yours
I take back what is mine
I hold you like a lover
One last time
I kiss you on your blood red lips
Can’t help but say your name
There was a time when your body
Was the only thing that could keep me sane
You’re not my lover now
Why don’t you leave
I want this to be over
You haunt me
Seven miles of blue horizon
And the swelling crimson tide
The road that leads to heaven
Has a ditch on either side
I am wishing on a rising star
I say it soft and low
Shall I tell you what I’m wishing?
Oh, my darling, as if you didn’t know
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8. |
River Is Wide
04:34
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The River Is Wide
I lay me down, but I cannot sleep
The river is wide, and the water is deep
I hear my brother calling me
But the river is wide, and the water is deep
The wicked man prospers, and the righteous man weeps
The river is wide, and the water is deep
The river will flood and overflow
The hard of heart will come to know
As you sow, so shall you reap
The river is wide, and the water is deep
The River of Time will wash away
What was never meant to stay
The River of Love will never cease
And that river is wide, and the water is deep
The river is wide, and the water is deep
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9. |
Down To The River
04:38
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Down To The River
All those wounded souls
All those crooked hearts
All those people crying
All that’s tender torn apart
We’re all traveling to Beulah Land
Each and every one
How we gonna find our heaven, baby
If we bring hell with us when we come?
The moon rose over Midtown
With a sweet narcotic pull
Shining down on the bleeding and the beautiful
Shining down on all the noble savages
And all the ragged saints
Those of us who are redeemed
And those of us who ain’t
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
To wash it clean
Part of us is angel
And part of us is dirt
There’s a part that’s flesh and blood
And, baby, that’s the part that hurts
I was helpless in the face of beauty, baby
You were clear eyed, honey
But you were helpless, too
And our broken hearts were shuttered up and dark
Now we’re just two more fallen angels
Walking down the avenue
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10. |
Crossing Over
04:39
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Crossing Over
We’re all of us flesh
Our fate is to yearn
To fly to the sun
To crash and to burn
The people you love
That’s who you are
And everything else
Is just blocking the light from the stars
Crossing over
I don’t know when, my darling
But it won’t be long
Crossing over
I won’t see you no more in this world
Baby, I’m gone
We are what we create
We are what we destroy
We are neither and both
We are the wedding of sorrow and joy
The beauty is there
So strong and so clear
Even the passing of time
Can be a song to the listening ear
Leave from here, my darling
Leave form here we must
We will eave from here, my darling
But our angels are covering us
I want you to know
You are here in my heart
And nothing can separate us
Nothing can tear us apart
My love for you
Has no end
I am there in your blood, forever and ever
Amen
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Under Altar Soul
The way that I’m constructed
The things that I believe
Have led me to this crossroad
And here I stand and bleed
Look at me
Look at me
For every truth, a contradiction
For every saint, a Philistine
For every death, a resurrection
For every sin, a new machine
Look at me
I dig that hole
I am an under altar soul
Somewhere down below the surface
There is a Driving Wheel
And you can not turn it left or right
With all your love
With all your true confessions
With all your acts of faith
With all your prayers of intercession
With all your cold hard steel
Look at me
I dig that hole
I am an under altar soul
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John Doe
They found a John Doe in Nonconnah Creek
His body was hung up on a root
His soul was gone
All he had on was a wooden cross
And one black boot
Somebody stove in half his head
Somebody bound his feet and hands
There is evil in this world
And it’s loosed upon the land
They found a John Doe in Nonconnah Creek
A cop turned him over with a stick
Poked him with the sharp end, and said,
“You wanna see him do a trick?”
They found a John Doe in Nonconnah Creek
Most of him is dirt
Here was a man who lived and breathed
Here was a man who hurt
He isn’t much to look at now
But God looked down on him
And he said, “Don’t worry, John, the human form
Is just a house to put the spirit in”
They found a John Doe in Nonconnah Creek
At least his mortal remains
I said a prayer while his dead eyes stared
And his mouth filled up with rain
I can’t take it any longer
I can’t stand it anymore
Lord, when this man cried out for mercy
Whose turn was it to mind the store?
Lord have mercy
God have mercy on us all
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Angelina
Angelina had a thing for the Oxycontin
A lovely girl, didn’t make no sense
Her friends all told her how much they loved her
That didn’t make no difference
I don’t want to live in this world no more
I am longing for that distant shore
I am wasted, I am spent
That’s not what she said
But it’s what she meant
Now the light is slowly dying
Now the land is dark
One night when she was high, she started crying
She tried to tell me what was in her heart
Then one day, she just didn’t wake up
She offered up her innocence
She offered up her mouth to kiss
But she concealed the wounded parts
Her broken heart, the scars that were on her wrists
Angelina had a thing
Angelina had a thing for the Oxycontin
And things just went from bad to worse
No amount of dope could fill that hole
And no amount of love could stop the hurt
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Rob Jungklas Memphis, Tennessee
It seems that Jung Klas a man of extremes who have emotions and soul torments rush through blood and nerves as music. Sometimes he sounds like a lost soul or like a wounded animal that wants to shake his skin. Away from him
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