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Dearly Beloved
04:11
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Dearly beloved, won't you come around
And I will tell you all the things I have found
I could never be set free from this shackle bound to me
to lord, oh lord, take pity on me
I heard voices, the piercing sound
but when I looked there was only you around
and Johnny walked the line, he found it easy to be true
but you tread a twisted path cause that life just ain't for you
Chorus
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a firstborn son
You raised hell, my love
I'll be damned to see it stop
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a firstborn son
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a loaded gun
I'm done
You say where can I find a girl who'll do me well
But you won't find a good one here
cause you burned them all out, turned them all down
Made them see things I'm yet to learn
Chorus
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a firstborn son
You raised hell, my love
I'll be damned to see it stop
Oooh Ooooh Oooh Oooh x2
Chorus
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a firstborn son
You raised hell, my love
I'll be damned to see it stop
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a firstborn son
You raised hell, my love
raised it like a loaded gun
I'm done
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Oh, Bones
03:48
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Just as pretty as you are sly
Your words are sharper than a rusty knife,
They’ll cut you like a blade
But words won’t keep you safe.
Oh, this life it keeps you on your toes
It wears your shoes down where you go.
You thought the world would forget
But you just ain’t been caught yet.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bones, Oh, Bones
They won’t save you from this woe
Or save your troubled soul
Oh, Bones, Oh, Bones
Burning hotter than the ground below
But you’re colder than a stone
More alone than alone
Oh, you’re on your own.
You say there’s things you’ve learnt to live without
But the more you live the more you start to doubt
And all the freedom in the world
Could no longer free you from this hell.
Stop this dreaded road that you tread on
Could surrender faster than a loaded gun
The comfort of your mothers’ arms
No, it can’t keep you safe from harm.
[Chorus x 2]
Oh, Bones, Oh, Bones
They won’t save you from this woe
Or save your troubled soul
Oh, Bones, Oh, Bones
Burning hotter than the ground below
But you’re colder than a stone
More alone than alone
Oh, you’re on your own.
Oh Bones, oh Bones
Oh Bones, oh bones
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3. |
Cold Hearted Killers
04:42
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Had my heart on a string since the first night
I always knew something about you wasn’t right
First, I caught a glimpse there of your silhouette
Then I was guided by the light of your cigarette
Oh I’ve seen enough to know
that you’ve played this game before
We ain’t so different, you and I
Two wrongs that finally make a right
[Chorus]
Oh we ain’t nothing more than the games that we play
Just a sorry excuse for the mess that we made
We ain’t nothing but bad for each other
You’re the bullet, I’m the trigger
Cold hearted killers
I got a feeling here and it ain’t gonna rust
but wouldn’t dare to admit that it’s love
we both know we’ve done such wrong in our time
Not even hell wants to deal with you and I
Every game is just the same
I’ll be the one you love to hate
but keep me round cause you need me to
Oh baby I’m your muse
[Chorus]
Oh we ain’t nothing more than the games that we play
Just a sorry excuse for the mess that we made
We ain’t nothing but bad for each other
You’re the bullet, I’m the trigger
Cold hearted killers
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Don't wear your best dress, darling
The one in the white
All cause he said, darling
It looked good that one time
Don't count the hours
til he comes back home
Don't waste that time wondering
Where the hell you went wrong
Chorus
Can I be honest? Can I be frank?
He isn't dragging your heart along
He just don't give a damn
Don't forget a raincoat, darling
don't stand there all wet
All for a kiss in the cold
that you'll never get
Craving all his love
eats away at your soul
It's not that he's hostile, honey
He just doesn't care enough to know
Chorus
Can I say something? Can I say it like it is?
He was never playing your games, darling
There was never anything to win
Chorus
Can I be honest? Can I be frank?
He isn't dragging your heart along
He just don't give a damn
Chorus
Can I say something? Can I say it like it is?
He was never playing your games, darling
There was never anything to win
He was never playing your games, darling
There was never anything to win
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Ruby Gilbert Brisbane, Australia
Ruby Gilbert is nothing short of a sonic enchantress. Weaving a musical alchemy of
Americana style meets present day
experience. Irresistibly nostalgic, her voice evokes an
old-time feel, while her lyrics are both charismatic and endearing.
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