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Big Ol' Binge
02:41
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Working at a clinic gets hard
Saving for a house with a yard
Got a black Toyota and an Amex card
Working at a clinic gets hard
And I’m busting my seams
Losing my dreams
Wondering what all this struggle brings
Daily grind lose my mind
Feeling like a pig in a pen
If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again
If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again
I ain’t had a drink for three-odd weeks
My sprinkler system just sprung a leak
And my dog don’t bark when I say speak
I ain’t had a drink for three-odd weeks
And I'm biting my lip
I’m wanting a sip
But I ain’t gonna get one drip no
Daily grind lose my mind
Feeling like a pig in a pen
If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again
Yeah the Saints they’ll go marching in
Way outside there’s music playing
But tonight I think I’m saying in
Gotta hold out for a raise
Last week I turned thirty-one
Was the quickest trip around our dear sun
Now there’s dust on all my guitars
And my records don’t get spun
Is this really life at thirty-one?
And I’m itching my chin
Where to begin
Is it too late to start over again? No
Daily grind lose my mind
Feeling like a pig in a pen
If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again
If I ain’t on a fringe of a big ol’ binge again
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2. |
No Reason Why
03:28
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Well we went out once
And once again
Then you said
You couldn’t be my friend
You won't talk to me
You don't look me in the eye
And you never gave
No reason why
I got a call from work
They told me don’t come in
They said they’ll let me know
When I’m needed again
But they never rang
Not even to say Hi
No they never gave
No reason why
No reason why
Ain’t that a hard pill to take
The less I know
The more I ache
Yeah it’ll take me a long while to get over this one
My landlord came by
Says you got two weeks to stay
Then go on pack your things
You gotta move away
You can’t fight this stuff
So don’t you even try
No they don’t gotta give
No reason why
No reason why
Ain’t that a hard pill to take
The less I know
The more I ache
Yeah it’ll take me a long while to get over this one
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Doc's Rag
01:53
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Don't Call It Country
04:13
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Well the boys just got back in town
Went to Texas and they changed their sound
Found a fiddle and a pedal steel
Got some twang and a low-down feel
They’d like to find a scene that fits
But one word they must omit
Their agent he told ‘em bluntly
Don’t call it country
Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana
Chicken pickin’, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana
Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul
Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk
Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco
And Texan or Tejano
And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass
Most grass won’t have drums
But don’t call it country
Susie wants to go to a show
She’d like some friends to tag along
She tells Luanne the bill
Luanne don’t sound too thrilled
She says “You know I like most anything
Yea I’d even like to go out dancing
But I ain’t a big country fan
Do you think we’d see a different band?”
Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana
Chicken pickin, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana
Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul
There's alt-folk, new folk, ‘stomp folk, true folk
Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco
And Texan or Tejano
And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass
Most grass won’t have drums
But don’t call it country
Well the boys’ pride was much too demanding
They wouldn’t change their sound or their branding
They just had to be a real country group
Wearing pearl snaps and great big boots
But the shows weren’t too well attended
Record sales had all but ended
And they lamented in a four-part harmony
Why’d we call it country
Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana
Chicken pickin’, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana
Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul
Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk
Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco
And Texan or Tejano
And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass
Most grass won’t have drums
But don’t call it country
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5. |
My Partner
02:32
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I went to the park with a bottle of wine
Meeting a girl they call Clementine
We did us some talking and some drinking too
Then I fell in her eyes a deep ocean blue
The sun crawled the skyline it gave us some shade
She brought me a peach from Palisade
We laughed as we laid all lit by the stars
When she mentioned her partner it threw me off guard
Said my partner, my partner, have I told you about?
My partner, my partner, we each shared our vows
For tonight I’m yours but tomorrow you’ll find
I’ll be back by my partner, by my partner’s side
Well as hip as could be, I still was surprised
Would I object or would I oblige?
Been living on fumes, running on pride
And all while confused as I fell in her eyes
Said my partner, my partner, have I told you about?
My partner, my partner, we each shared our vows
For tonight I’m yours but tomorrow you’ll find
I’ll be back by my partner, by my partner’s side
She’ll be back with her partner and all alone, all alone I’ll lie
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Wandering
03:48
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I been hanging with the same folks
Look-alike and tell the same jokes
My brother says, you better get out more
And I can’t change the shape I’m in
Two cups of coffee one glass of gin
Might give me the spins
It don’t bother me none
Cause I’ve been wandering, wandering round
Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground
Going to see Curtis, going South Broadway
The band inside they sound alright
They’re a little too loud and not too tight
But that kinda thing fits this scene just fine
With Alex there behind the bar
Shakes my hand and takes my card
Big hairy man won’t you get me a cold Lone Star
I been wandering, wandering round
Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground
Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway
Step outside cigarettes burn
Nudge a friend, ask for a turn
She looks at me, says you never learn
I’ll get you one this time, then I’m through
You oughta be a man more well-to-do
I said you’re right, probably true
I can get on that real soon
I might meet a lady half my size
She could help me feel alive
We do a little number out on the hardwood floor
I see Evan there looks a little too cool
Challenge him to a game of pool
I lose my quarters faster than a gambling fool
But I been wandering, wandering round
Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground
Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway
Time has come, end is nigh
Sky is high and so am I
Curtis says “You better get on home”
Yeah I wish I knew where to lay my head
I wish I had a stranger’s bed
She might help me ease my wandering ways
Till then wandering, wandering round
Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground
Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway
Down South Broadway
Down South Broadway
Down to South Broadway
Yo man let’s go to that Pie Hole Pizza, get me a slice
No, you want some tacos?
We can get tacos
I know a spot
Come with me down South Broadway alright
Come on now
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7. |
This & That
02:24
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Well I did a little this and I did a little that
Did a little this and a little more of that
I did this and that
I did this and that
Yea I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
I went to a party I was feeling kinda low
And I had me some dollars I was ready to blow
Well I walked inside found my good friend Kat
She said “Hey there Wolf, let’s do this and that”
I did this and that
Yeah I did this and that
You know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
I went outside, I heard a fiddle play
There’s a big bonfire and a pony keg
And I was handed a guitar needing a strap
They said, “You know one Wolf?”
I know this and that
I did this and that
Yeah I did this and that
You know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
Hey I don’t know, what I been told
If you never slow down then you never grow old
But if I take more of that crap
You know my heart’s gonna stop right in its tracks
Know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
Day was breaking you could see the sun
All the people were sleeping, I wasn’t done
Hey I found me a meadow with my good friend Kat
We laid right down
This and that
I did this and that
Yeah I did this and that
Yeah I did a little this and I did a little too much
I did a little this and I did a little too much
I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
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I don’t wanna talk about you right now
I don’t wanna think on what went down
Tell me why do I choose to be sad
Why won't your heart get out of my head
I know you met my good friend after me
Yeah he can play guitar and likes to sing
That's all well I'm still stuck here in bed
And your heart won't get out of my head
You found love then you said goodbye
You mumbled words as you began to cry
Know I wish you the best, my true friend
And I wish your heart out of my head
Get out of here
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9. |
Dear Karma
02:01
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I sang gospels for Christians
Mantras for Hindus
And James Taylor too many times
I‘ve mourned with the dying
I’ve cried with the crying
Through Blue Skies and You Are My Sunshine
It’s all for the giving there aint much appeal
Dear karma please get me a big record deal
Well I played for old-timers
Tall tales of coal miners
We danced and swayed to the moon
I worked many soup kitchen
And helped at the mission
And donated all my old shoes
Don't you call it self-serving
I ain’t trying to steal
Dear karma please get me a big record deal
Well I went to my Guru
And he says “Who do you
Think that y’are young man?
Karma ain’t here for to make you a big star
Or answer all of your prayers
And when you do good things
Don’t expect much back”
Dear Guru, I didn't think you would say that
And it’s all very hard to hear
That karma can’t get me a big record deal
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Wolf van Elfmand Brooklyn, New York
Wolf van Elfmand makes songs and plays the guitar. His music explores genres within the realm of Americana from finger-picking country to good ol’ fashioned rock & roll. A live Wolf show is sure to make you smile, and possibly think, but not too hard
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