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Lonely and Hungry
02:50
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Lonely and Hungry
I waited for you to come home--
years I waited, all alone.
When you didn't come back, I packed a bag
and started walking down the road.
I didn't know where you'd gone,
so I wrote this song, just so you'd know:
I'm lonely and hungry for you,
so lonely and hungry for you.
My feet have have covered many miles,
but there are many miles left to go.
I'm gonna use the radio to find you--
'cause sound travels faster than me.
CHORUS
Strangers warn me you may be dead,
but you can't be--I haven't found you yet.
I don't know where you're hiding,
but I'll seek 'til my days are long.
CHORUS
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2. |
High Striker
02:39
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High Striker
I haven't seen you in years,
since that date at the state fair,
when I lost you in a strongman competition
for your hand.
I paid a quarter to try the high striker,
and swung the hammer just for fun.
The next man who paid his quarter
swung to strike the bell.
And when it rang, baby,
you fell under his spell.
When you walked by me
the other day.
I noticed you
noticing me.
Well, I ain't a boy anymore:
my hands are big and scarred.
As big and scarred
as my heart.
Now, though I learned to be strong,
I didn't learn to be cruel,
and I know you remember
how good I was to you.
So let's imagine we're back at that fair,
and I've got a hammer, and you've got a bell.
Yeah, high striker,
why don't you let me ring that bell?
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3. |
Q & A Blues
02:31
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Q & A Blues
Life is too short to walk around
all confused and lonesome.
There's too much to learn
to stay in the dark.
Darlin', your body's got a question,
and mine's got an answer.
Just go ahead and ask,
and I'll give you all my advice.
In this instance,
ignorance is not bliss.
But I can promise you,
soon enough you'll know what bliss is.
CHORUS
In this you can be my pupil,
and I'll be your professor.
Just put your sweet apple on my desk,
and I'll make sure you pass.
CHORUS
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The Kind Of Trouble I Like To Get Into
Long days lead to longer nights.
Hours pass in another lonely life.
And baby, if I'm gonna make it worth a damn,
I need to make it with you.
Darlin’, you’re the kind of trouble
a man could get into.
Some say, Eli, you’ve got it all.
A car, a nice home, a steady job.
But where’s the thrill? I’m feeling chill,
I need a fever, a lovin’ flu.
CHORUS
(Let me get into you.)
Don’t complicate it, darling.
It’s a simple thing.
You’re on the ground,
and I could give you wings.
And up in the air,
darlin’, I know we won’t be so blue.
CHORUS X 2
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5. |
Perfect
02:22
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Perfect
You've got your flaws girl,
and Lord knows I've got mine.
But I'll be damned, baby,
if we don't step right in time.
Well, the Lord made me cruel
and He made you sour,
and we'd rather pick a fight
than pick a flower.
People call me a criminal,
and say you ain't much,
but there ain't a pair
more perfect than us.
REFRAIN 1
I got rot in my teeth,
and I ain't always clean,
and you wear clothes
like you're working the street.
REFRAIN 2
REFRAIN 1
I drink and holler,
you hiss and scream,
and everyone says our love's a nightmare
not a dream.
REFRAIN 2
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6. |
Broken Record Blues
03:08
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Broken Record Blues
Keep falling in love with the same girl,
over and over and over again.
Soon as I think I've quit her,
she's back at my door with a grin.
Yeah, she loves my diamond--
Yeah, she love my stylus--
the style of us is dangerous.
She always comes beggin' for money,
and I can't say no to her vinyl skin.
It's scratched and warped,
but, damn, it makes music beneath me.
CHORUS
Well, I've been steady with a few girls before,
nice girls with no flaws.
But every time she comes around,
I answer her call.
CHORUS
Well, she's unpolished.
Well, she's incomplete.
But she feels so real;
oh, she can't be beat.
CHORUS
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7. |
Train Station
02:46
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Train Station
Darlin', I've been sitting here waiting for you to come home.
Waiting for you to come back into my arms.
And I don't know where you went, but I won't ask if you just come back.
Come back to me, while I'm waiting for you
at the train station.
When I followed you here I tried to lie to my eyes--I wasn't seeing you.
But you pulled out your purse and paid for the ticket with the money I'd given you.
Instead of bread on our table that money's being spent on another man.
And now I'm waiting for you to come home
at the train station.
Well it's getting late, cold and dark in the deep of night.
But I'll stay until morning; I ain't giving up without a fight.
And when that train comes rolling in and you see me sitting here,
you'll know that I know what you've done,
but I won't say a word if you just come back
into my arms.
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8. |
Hot Blooded Blues
01:37
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Hot Blooded Blues
Hey sweet lady, listen here:
I wanna be with you,
not far but near.
Let's go down to the lake,
just you and me.
Don't worry, darlin',
this secret I'll keep.
Well, I'm hot blooded,
but you're treating me cold.
Darlin', what do you want?
'Cause I can get it;
I'll kill if I have to.
No man, machine, or beast
will keep me from you.
Don't call me crazy
for wanting you.
You got every man with a mind
turning blue.
Others came before,
but they were cold to the touch.
Stop fighting darlin'.
Hush, hush.
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9. |
Money
03:37
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Money
Well, I ain't afraid of money,
just the power it holds. X2
Well, I gamble it all away,
and I drink it down the drain
until there's nothing left to hold.
With no vice to buy,
no trouble to get into,
I run home.
Darlin', I'm afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me. X2
Well, there's holes in my pockets
from where the coin burnt
right through.
And I keep coming home
asking you to repair my waste,
and I'm wasting you.
Darlin', I'm afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me.
Darlin', I'm afraid of losing you,
'cause I'm weak.
Well, I'll give you all my checks,
the key to my safe,
just don't leave.
Help clean me up,
or one of these days,
I'm gonna buy my death.
Darlin', I'm afraid of money,
but I'm more afraid of losing you.
I'm afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me,
But I'm more afraid,
of losing you.
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10. |
First/Last Kiss
03:19
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First/Last Kiss
The good thing about whiskey
is you only remember the fun.
The bad thing about whiskey
is you only remember the fun.
And I don't remember your name, darlin',
or where you said you were from.
And I wish I could get you out of my head
cause I'll never see you again.
But that first kiss
had everything a man could wish for.
Your breath was sweet
and warm in my mouth.
I only wish I'd known
that that first kiss would be our last.
Now my friends say you are a ghost--
that I left alone.
But I know my imagination ain't good enough
to have made you up.
And darlin', I can't remember your name
or where you said you were from.
And I wish I could forget you
cause I'll never see you again.
But that first kiss
had everything a man could wish for.
Your breath was sweet
and warm in my mouth.
I only wish I'd known
that that first kiss would be our last.
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11. |
Throat Exposed
06:34
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Throat Exposed
You know, it hurt when you left,
I will not lie.
I opened up to you, darlin',
showed you what I got deep, down inside.
You took my wounds,
and you filled them with salt.
And you laughed all the louder
when I begged you to stop.
And it's my fault--
I didn't play nature's game.
I left my throat exposed,
and you had your way. X 2
You knew I never locked my doors,
not even the one to my heart.
So, you waltzed right in
and stole everything I got.
A silent killer you was,
always after my blood.
You took me and drained me
of all that's good.
CHORUS
CHORUS
I left my throat exposed
to your sharp edge,
and if I had another chance,
the Lord knows, I'd do it again.
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Elijah Cash Pleasanton, Texas
Eli mainly plays the blues. Not because it is his chosen or favorite method; rather, it's what life gave him—it was in the
tool bag he was born with, if you will. Eli’s music is for lost boys and for women who want to be found. He’s pioneering the market of city slickers who feel something’s missing—because it is.
Eli is a contributing artist to the Crowdsource Inspiration project.
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