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Cajun Love Song
04:02
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You’ve got Cajun blood with its dark tides flowing
What you think there’s just no knowing
Forgotten French words they sound so sweet
Oo, babe, you knock me off of my feet.
Gotta’ handle you lightly, kid gloves all the time,
Though you’re sweet like a baby tough most all of the time
Like a wildcat on a leash or a bird in the hand
Gotta’ tread lightly with your kind of man.
I don’t know what it is that makes my hot blood rise
Could it be those sleepy bedroom eyes?
Bad boy brooding underneath your skin
Tough as a warrior looking after his kin.
T’es brute comme un cocodrie monté à terre
Sois tu dépasse où t’arrives pas, dit ta mère,
Il y a rien plus drôle que du monde, tu m’as dit
Mais toi t’es mon bébé, t’es mon homme, t’es ma vie.
(You’re rough as a crocodile who has come up on land
You either go too far or you don’t quite arrive, says your mom,
People are strange, so you say,
But you are my baby, you’re my man, you’re my life.)
Whiskey on your lips gives me a thrill
You’re my man and I love you still
Your dark eyes flash over the edge of your glass
You’re my man, got a love that will last.
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2. |
A Heart Needs a Home
04:03
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I know the way that I feel about you,
I’m never gonna’ run away, I’m never gonna’ run away.
Never knew the way when I lived without you,
I’m never gonna’ run away, I’m never gonna’ run away.
I came to you when no one could hear me, I’m sick and weary of being alone.
Empty streets and hungry faces, the world’s no place when you’re on your own.
A heart needs a home, a heart needs a home.
Some people say that I should forget you,
I’m never gonna’ be a fool, I’m never gonna’ be a fool.
Better life they say, if I’d never met you,
I’m never gonna’ be a fool, I’m never gonna’ be a fool.
Tongues talk fire and eyes cry rivers, Indian givers, hearts made of stone.
Sinking ships and painted faces, the world’s no place when you’re on your own.
A heart needs a home, a heart needs a home.
I came to you when no one could hear me, I’m sick and weary of being alone.
Empty streets and hungry faces, the world’s no place when you’re on your own.
A heart needs a home, a heart needs a home.
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3. |
Waterloo Sunset
03:53
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Dirty old river must you keep rolling, rolling into the night?
People so busy, makes me feel dizzy, taxi lights shine so bright.
And I don’t need no friends
As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise.
Every day I look at the world from my window
Chilly, chilly is evening time
Waterloo sunset’s fine.
Terry meets Julie Waterloo Station every Friday night
But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander,
I stay at home at night.
But I don’t feel afraid
As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise.
Every day I look at the world from my window
Chilly, chilly is evening time
Waterloo sunset’s fine.
Every day I look at the world from my window
Chilly, chilly is evening time
Waterloo sunset’s fine.
Fine, fine, fine…
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4. |
Gabie's New Years Lament
04:31
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Out in the country with the mud and the pigs, there won’t be no sequins tonight
I thought I would have the time of my life, but there won’t be no sequins tonight
No glitter, no glamour, no shots at the bar
The only shots here are from shotguns in the yard
No sparkling bubbly just a jug of cheap wine
There won’t be no sequins tonight.
Some boots made of rubber no high heels for me, there won’t be no sequins tonight
And faded bluejeans where my black dress should be, there won’t be no sequins tonight
Instead of fireworks at the palace for my kohl coated eyes
There’s a little damp fire and some coals that have died
I thought I would have the time of my life
But there won’t be no sequins tonight,
A torn red bandana instead of my pearls
There won’t be no sequins
No sparkling rhinestones or lustrous curls
There won’t be no sequins tonight
Instead of dancing at the disco with my sweet city beau
I’ll be drinking with grandpa at his fais dodo
I thought I would have the time of my life
But there won’t be no sequins tonight
No sequins on this New Year’s night.
No sequins on this New Year’s night.
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5. |
Stolen Car
04:41
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I met a boy and we settled down’In a little house out on the edge of town.
We got married, swore we’d never part
Then little by little we drifted from each others’ hearts.
At first I thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep.
In the end it was something more I guess,
Tore us apart and made us weep.
I’m driving a stolen car
Out on Elridge Avenue
Each night I wait to get caught
But I never do.
He asked if I remembered those letters I wrote
When our love was young and bold
He said last night I read those letters
And they made me feel one hundred years old.
I’m driving a stolen car
On a pitch black night
And I’m telling myself it’s gonna’ be all right
I drive by night and I travel in fear
That in this darkness I will disappear.
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C’était dessus un triste samedi
Un jour qu’a tout changé ma vie
Grand Dieu a eu un grand colère
A cassé Grand Isle avec sa mer.
La mer est venue dedans la nuit
Et elle a pris notre cher bébé
Nos larmes et cris ils ont tombé
Mais elle a continué a tout ruiner.
Dessus les planches de notre maison abimée
Parmi les morts on a flotté
Et puis notre seul et cher garçon
A été mordu par un serpent.
O, oui, Grand Dieu, on a été sauvé
Mais sans famille, avec plus d’esprit
Quand le Grand Dieu veut envoyer ses eaux
Écoutez, tremblez, tournes pas ton dos.
(Translation)
It was on a sad Saturday
A day that totally changed my life
God got very angry
And destroyed Grand Isle with his ocean.
The ocean came in the night
And it stole away our dear baby
In spite of our tears and cries
The sea continued on its path of destruction.
On the boards from our destroyed house
Among the dead we floated
And then our darling last living son
Was bitten by a serpent.
Oh, yes, God, we were saved
But without family, without hope
When God in his might wants to send his waters
Listen! Tremble! Don’t turn your back.
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7. |
Time Goes On, My Love
04:43
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Time goes on my love
Our hearts drift by like clouds above
Meeting, merging, moving on,
Melting in the day’s new dawn.
Do you remember the sunset?
Do you remember the sunrise?
Do you remember the moonlight
Shining in your lover’s eyes?
Time goes on my love
Our hearts drift by like clouds above
Meeting, merging, moving on,
Melting in the day’s new dawn.
Do you remember your lover’s lips,
The sweetness how it lingers?
Do you remember your lover’s heart
Slipping through your fingers?
Do you remember the first embrace?
Do you remember the last goodbye?
Do your lips still know the taste
Of the last tear that your lover cried?
Time goes on my love
Our hearts drift by like clouds above
Meeting, merging, moving on,
Melting in the day’s new dawn.
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I hear the sound of footsteps, there’s no one around
I feel a chill upon my spine, running up and down, up and down.
Something’s got a hold on me, something’s got a hold
Something that I cannot see, I feel dark and cold, dark and cold.
I feel dark and cold, I feel dark and cold,
Something’s got a hold.
The breeze is blowing careful, the river’s scared to flow
As if some lost secret’s dying to be told, to be told.
Something’s got a hold on me, something’s got a hold
Something that I cannot see, I feel dark and cold, dark and cold.
I feel dark and cold, I feel dark and cold,
Something’s got a hold.
Something is a looming over in the fields
I feel my heartbeat pounding, is it false or real, false or real?
Something’s got a hold on me, something’s got a hold
Something that I cannot see, I feel dark and cold, dark and cold.
I feel dark and cold, I feel dark and cold,
Something’s got a hold.
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9. |
Tin Angel
03:32
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Varnished weeds in window jars
Tarnished beads on tapestries
Kept in satin boxes are
Reflections of love’s memories.
Letters from across the seas,
Roses dipped in sealing wax
Valentines and maple leaves
Tucked into a paperback.
Guess I’ll throw them all away
I found someone to love today.
Dark with darker moods is he
Not a golden prince who’s come
From columbine and wizardry
To talk of castles in the sun
Still I’ll take a chance and see
I found someone to love today
I found someone to love today.
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10. |
Lord of the Reedy River
03:33
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She fell in love with a swan
Her eyes were filled with feathers
He filled her with song.
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.
She in her boat long hours,
He in his royal plumage
She threw him some flowers.
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.
Black was the night and starry
She loosened up her garments
And let fall her hair.
Sadly they mourned and sighed
Whilst in evening twilight
Two swans glide and fly
O’er the reedy river,
O’er the reedy river
She fell in love with a swan
Her eyes were filled with feathers
He filled her with song.
In the reedy river,
In the reedy river.
She fell in love with a swan.
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Across the evening sky all the birds are leaving
Ah, but how can they know, it’s time for them to go.
Before the winter fire I will still be dreaming
I have no thought of time.
But who knows where the time goes, who knows where the time goes?
A sad deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving
Ah, but then you know, it’s time for them to go.
But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving,
I do not count the time.
For who knows where the time goes, who knows where the time goes?
And I am not alone while my love is near me
And I know it will be so, until its time to go,
So come the storms of winter, and then the birds in spring again
I have no fear of time.
For who knows where the time goes, who knows how my love grows?
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Ann Savoy Eunice, Louisiana
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