Linda Ronstadt – Some Of Shelly’s Blues Lyrics

Tell me just one more time the reasons why you must leave
Tell me once more why you’re sure you don’t need me
Tell me again but don’t think that you’ll convince me
You said, before falling in love again, you’d rather be dead
When someone breaks your heart, you cry your eyes red
There’s nothing so hard about the life that you’ve led
As far as I can see there’s no reason for goodbye
You’re just running scared and that’s something I won’t buy
So you lose
I won’t let you go with nothing to show but more blues
All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news
So you settle down and stay with the girl that loves you
As far as I can see there’s no reason for goodbye
You’re just running scared and that’s something I won’t buy
So you lose
I won’t let you go with nothing to show but more blues
All this talk about leaving is strictly bad news
So you settle down and stay with the girl that loves you
You settle down and stay with the girl that loves you

Gary Louris – D.C. Blues Lyrics

It almost seems laughable
Shouldn’t be this hard
I built you this monument
Soldiers standing guard

Rainy night in Washington
The buildings look so proud
Fed upon your every whim
Like manna from above

Hand me down my walking cane
Hand me down my shoes
It’s my gain to win
It’s my gain to lose

I kept you my confidence
Although I slowly sank
Jealousy and misery
From which we deeply drank

Now I’m off to Philadelphia
On the eve of what’s to come
This old boy’s got the d.c. blues
They’ve got me on the run

Hand me down my walking cane
Hand me down my shoes
It’s my gain to win
It’s my gain to lose

Hand me down walking cane
Hand me down my shoes
It’s my gain to win
It’s my gain to lose
It’s my gain to win
It’s my gain to lose

(humming out)

Chris Thile – Brakeman’s Blues Lyrics

CHRIS THILE
Brakeman’s Blues Lyrics

Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is, home sweet home to me

Went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
It read it’s good times here, but better on down the road

Eat my breakfast here, get my dinner in New Orleans
Eat my breakfast here, get my dinner in New Orleans
I’m going to get me a momma, Lord, I ain’t never seen

Where was you momma, when the train left the shed?
Where was you momma, when the train left the shed?
Standin’ in my front door, wishin’ to God, I was dead