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Intertwine
04:00
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Ya hold tight to me
You donât smother you set me free
And i know how to love
Like god and mom and Juliet
Blossoms bloom, babies cry
Nature gives love as lullaby
So come on home and be my daddy
Way out here in the country
Nothing between moon and sea can sever the ties between you and I
Rivers bend and clouds break, the sun pulls us towards our intertwine
Sigh, night, now come to me
Watch fire fade to black in our revelry
Shadows dance across the yard
As we howl like dogs, shooting guns at the stars
The ghost of the man I knew is gone
Exhaled as tribute through love makinâ up for the wrong
You donât mean those harsh things ya say
And I donât mean to push you away
Nothing between moon and sea can sever the ties between you and I
Rivers bend and clouds break, the sun pulls us towards our intertwine
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2. |
All of My Love
01:51
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I ainât ever tried to be your ball and chain
Iâd rather go fishing in the pouring rain
Pulling big bass in the boat in lake Toho
Saying, âkissimmee babyâ in the bait shop threshold
And I mean I aint ever tryna hold you down
I hope to hold you when you come to town
And I try to love you so the letting go
Ainât on your mind when youâre on the road
Only my kisses and all of my hugs
Hips and braids and long back rubs
All of my love is for you
Come on baby, lemme have yours too
Come on baby, lemme have yours
I ainât ever tried to be your nagging wife
Iâd rather skin a fox in the fading light
With the sun sinking down on the goats in the shed
As youâre yelling from the window, âbaby, come to bed!â
And I mean Iâm a tough girl I can stand
On my own two feet, I donât need no man
But I chose ya baby, now canât you see?
Iâm burning for ya constantly
All of my love is for you
Come on baby, lemme have yours too
Come on baby, lemme have yours
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3. |
No Sweeter Thing
02:22
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My baby loves me in the summertime,
My baby loves me in the fall
Ainât no sweeter thing than love at all
Ain't no sweeter thing than love
Donât need no sugar in my coffee no more
Donât need shoes, my feet donât hit the floor
Donât need liquor when Iâm out of my mind
Smilinâ madly, blind
Ainât no sweeter thing than love at all
Ain't no sweeter thing than love
Bags lay packed all across the room
Clean clothes stacked sky high
A man donât need a maid, no how
Long as heâs kept from dirtyinâ the house
I donât eat icing on my cakes no more
âbout went and forgot what clothes are for
Donât need wine, Iâm feeling fine
Just give me water baby, all night
Ainât no sweeter thing than love at all
Ain't no sweeter thing than love
My baby loves me in the wintertime,
My baby loves me in the spring,
Ain't no sweeter thing
Ainât no sweeter thing
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Naturally
03:57
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I wake up in the dark hours, kerosene light
Illuminatinâ footsteps to fire, to stoke it up right
Iâm changinâ with the seasons, warminâ in the sun
Iâm changinâ with the seasons, Iâm a chameleon
We lay out all our soft parts daily, on the feather topper
Hardened by the work we done lately, food dessert stoppers
Iâm a dirty girl that cleans up nice, ya know you think it too
Iâm a dirty girl that cleans up nice, whatâre we gonna do?
Youâre the only one who sees the softest side of me
A grown man who sees true potential naturally
Iâm not sorry if Iâm harder on the outside than theyâd like for me to be
âcause youâre the only one I care for, and you love what you see
Naturally
Ya show me all the big time stages, where they suck your soul out
I prefer green rooms, black lights, and dancinâ to No Doubt
We lay down in the early hours drenched in daylight
Homesick in hotels everythingâs gonna be alright
Weâre tangled up like morning glories, purple and pink
Weâre tangled up like morning glories, sleep donât think
Youâre the only one who sees the softest side of me
A grown man who sees true potential naturally
Iâm not sorry if Iâm harder on the outside than theyâd like for me to be
âcause youâre the only one I care for, and you love what you see
Naturally
We wake up when the sky is blushinâ, sheets in the clouds
Old smoke and wood floors creakinâ, quietâs so loud
Been movinâ like the sun across cities, finally home
Been movinâ like the sun across cities, finally weâre alone
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Colors
03:01
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Rich shades of blue, mountain layers
Deep like you, but done been discovered
We could live in isolation
No worry of the law, or occupation
Just love, the way itâs meant to be
Light shades of yellow, dappled sunlight
Through the trees, we work until the night
Sink when the sun does, sit with no sound
So we can hear all the surrounding love,
The way itâs meant to be
Hues as blood is red, callus, mule and plow
Sweatinâ to deserve all thatâs here and now
We could live in unity, slaughter hate
Salt cure and cook up love
The way itâs meant to be
All the shades fade to black
Follow the bright light, mama might take you back
Show you the colors of love
The way itâs meant to be
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6. |
Love You More
02:50
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Youâre gonna leave me but I can take it
Go ahead and open up, show me what heartâs are made of
I can love you more (x2)
Weâve been through the thick of it, no fallinâ
Unless we were holding hands, helpinâ eachother up again
Weâve known the briars and the turkey mites well
The droughts and fires and the floods and still
I can love you more (x2)
This path ainât easy but we chose it
We could walk it in the dark, better than those who know it
Might be a deer path, might be a mountain pass,
Might be a drifting mind, buried in snow, fallinâ fast
Love donât lie, even if it donât look like itâll be alright
Cause I can love you more (x2)
Youâre just a man, donât understand
How I can forgive just when ya think I canât
I can love you more (x2)
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7. |
Lookin' for a Fight
03:02
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I'm lookin' for a fight
I've been drinkin' more
I don't care who's right
I just want more of you
Love don't leave me, don't give up and go
Love don't leave me, don't give up and go
Or I'll stop you in your tracks
With your own .22
Baby, just hold me like I asked you to
And I won't tell anybody all the private things we do
And I won't tell anybody your business
Firm in our declarations
Built on dreams and expectations
Of what we thought love should be
But I hate you, I hate you, you don't even know
The words you spew like alcohol drippin' down your chin
But I'd fall for you if time went back for us to meet again
I'm lookin' for a fight
I've been drinkin' more
I don't care who's right
I just want more of you
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8. |
Dogs of Mexico
03:53
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If I could hold you, I'd hold ya so tight
I'd give up my bed just to watch you sleep tonight
Hold my breath to hear your heartbeat
Louder than the barking of the dogs of Mexico
You're so far but I feel ya near me
Living inside like a robin in an oak tree
Robbing from the rich to give to the poor
There ain't nothing in this world that I care for more
I got caught up in the in between
Picking apart your words
When I know just what you mean
I got distracted with the gratitude
Thanking everyone around me
When all I needed was to thank you
If I could hold you, I'd hold ya so tight
Wrapped in a cocoon, washed in the moonlight
Moving parts as the stars move across the sky
Furiously becoming one, once again
You're half a world away but in the bed next to me
When I close my eyes, I melt into your body
No longer cold, no longer lonely
Just me and you and the dogs of Mexico
Can ya hear them howlin' for you?
Can ya hear them howlin' for you?
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Senora May Irvine, Kentucky
"Senora May is an engaging singer-songwriter and compelling onstage performer. Sheâs an artist whose talent will only grow because she knows so well who she is. Like the best songs, hers become more intricate and remarkable once theyâre listened to more often and more closely. Sheâs like the countryside itself: not easy to define, impossible to tame, and always interesting." -Silas House ... more
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