1. |
Here I Go
03:20
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HERE I GO
The country was so pleasant
And sweet to my heart
There were farms, fields and horses
And a fresh cut-grass smell
Then the Jayhawkers
They killed my father
My sisters were jailed
And my brother chased
When I was a boy
They killed my father
My sisters were jailed
And my brother chased
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2. |
Lee's Summit Graves
04:14
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LEE'S SUMMIT GRAVES
The graves in Lee's Summit
They tell a strange story
The spirit of Jim Younger
Is in the air
His brother, he used to tell
There was no halfway place with him
(x2)
The wind, it's blowing out
The life and death of this man
His gloomy spirits
Tortured him 'til the end
His brother, he used to tell
There was no halfway place with him
(x2)
Away up and away down, away up and away down
No halfway place with him
(x2)
He could have died on the wooden sidewalks
Badly wounded he was jailed
For twenty years locked in a cell
He chose to die by his own hand
His brother, he used to tell
There was no halfway place with him
(x2)
Away up and away down, away up and away down
No halfway place with him
(x2)
He did not die on the wooden sidewalks
Nor miserable under a cold steady rain
He shot himself in a hotel room
Away down away down away down
No halfway place with him (ad lib)
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3. |
Comanche Girl
04:26
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COMANCHE GIRL
Little Comanche girl
Your fate is not of those one could dream
Your mother was took in Mexico
The tribe needed slaves
Now you work hard from dusk 'til dawn
Your fate is not of those one could dream
Comanche girl
Your fate is not of those one could dream
Comanche girl
Your fate is not of those one could dream
Comanche girl
Your fate...
Young Comanche woman
You went in a raid with the warriors
Then you saw the wide ocean
And the seabirds spoke to you
You understood and weren't surprised
They made you see the mightiest visions
And vivid dreams are in your mind
You sit quiet among the Big Men
Comanche woman
Your fate is going to change
Comanche woman
Your fate is going to change
Comanche woman
Your fate...
Comanche spirit
Your fate is one of those one could dream
Comanche spirit
Your fate is one of those one could dream
Comanche spirit
Your fate...
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4. |
Cosmic
05:24
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COSMIC
Blissful California and its pleasures are far behind me
I had no choice but to stand by my brother
I turned into a robber now...
Melting into the transient atmosphere of this house and its filthy talk
Half naked women walk around,
Their flesh of no use to me
Some flickering lights in the corners,
Vague shadows go back and forth
While bodies are getting along with dirty noises and sighs.
The piano played old tunes I tried to forget
I went out to see the stars, but they were too cold
And I couldn't remember your face, Cora Lee.
But I don't trust that ruthless man
I must keep an eye on him...
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5. |
Missouri Woods
03:23
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MISSOURI WOODS
I decided to give the doctor the bullet as a keepsake
I wish I had one myself when I was riding the Missouri woods
We all needed one during the civil war
When we rode the country like bewildered dogs
I went to the school of war when I was only sixteen
I fought I killed I robbed I was a murderer an outlaw
And yet I remember the smell of home
I wish I could be there again
Down in my Missouri woods again
Behind my horse there's a trail of blood
And under my brain a bullet lodged
How long may I live with a shattered mouth?
How long may I live with a shattered mouth?
I won't raise the Younger howl again
I won't raise the Younger howl again
I won't raise the Younger howl again
Down in my Missouri woods again
Down in my Missouri woods again
I won't raise the Younger howl again
Down in my Missouri woods again
Down in my Missouri woods again
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6. |
Dodo Boys
05:09
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7. |
Horses
04:56
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HORSES
In my dreams I ride along / some boulders haunted by spooks
Men who never found their way / on these lost and dry mountains
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4)
In my dreams I see / fierce riders mounting black horses
Singing loud their death songs / they pray their gods for glory
In my dreams my fellows will / be singing my bravery
I'll forever haunt the lost and dry mountains
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4)
(chorus)
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4)
My fire weakens / it's time to wake up, follow the trail and find
A place to die / among the ghosts of those brave men
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians (x4)
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians
Hunters... dead Indians
Hunters, rangers, dead Indians
Hunters... dead Indians
My fire weakens / I see black horses (x4)
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8. |
October 19th
05:13
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OCTOBER 19TH
He is given civilian clothes
And he goes out of the prison walls
But the past isn't dead to him
He'll never get back from jail
He's a tombstone salesman now
Doing paperwork
Yet crooks and jailbirds knock at his door
And fast women also
I spend evenings at my room
What am I to do?
(x2)
So many years were wasted in vain
The present is dead to me
As God, love and feeling
I spend evenings at my room
Thinking 'bout the electric streetcar
I'm withdrawing from the world
I let my spirit go away
The struggle is over, is over...
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THE RAVEN AND THE WHITE OWL
The dragonflies were twirling 'round near the river
When the raven and the white owl appeared
The moon was full and high
What happened to your people? Said the white owl
What happened to yours? Said the raven
All the tribes were on the warpath
And the wise owl and the wise raven couldn't help
But watch in sorrow slaughter and despair.
Elders did not understand
the dreams the white owl and the black raven sent to them
They watched in sorrow slaughter and despair.
What happened to your people? Said the white owl
What happened to yours? Said the raven
The old wisdom is gone
In a haze of whiskey
The old wisdom is gone
In the clatter of guns
Is gone...
What happened to your people? Said the white owl
What happened to yours? Said the raven
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Jim Younger's Spirit Aix En Provence, France
Psych rock laced with blues and folk sonorities, telling dark and tragic tales infused with fuzz guitars, acid organs or weird jew’s harp. Based upon historical testimonies or fantasized, our songs are inspired by Jim Younger’s life, an almost limitless backdrop dealing with various historical subjects - Civil War, Indian Wars, social struggles…, or introspective feelings - regrets and redemption. ... more
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