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Moonshiner
04:03
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I’ve been a moonshiner for seventeen long years
And I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer
And I go to the hollow and sit at my still
And if whiskey don’t kill me then I don’t know what will
And I go to some bar room and drink with my friends
Where women can’t follow and see what I spend
God bless them pretty women I wish they was mine
Cause their breath is as sweet as the dew on the vine
And let me eat when I’m hungry and drink when I’m dry
A dollar when I’m hard-up religion when I die
The whole world’s a bottle and life is but a dram
And when the bottle gets empty, but it ain’t worth a damn
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Where Is Love
03:11
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Cowboy boots and turquoise jewelry
A mouth full of lies never looked so pretty
Now it’s etched on your face like an open diary
So, catch that train back to Kansas City
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I’ve been searching high, searching low
Standing neath’ the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
I will write you eighteen letters
And burn them one by one in the backyard
Scatter the ashes all among the flowers
So my words will grow into something better
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I’ve been searching high, searching low
Standing neath’ the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
It’s funny how it’s not always what it seems
Funny how nightmares look like day dreams
But it’s not funny what you did to me
Oh, where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
I’ve been searching high, searching low
Standing neath’ the mistletoe
Singing, oh where is love?
Tell me, oh where is love?
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Something Sweet
03:58
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I took a walk to the end of the dock
Honey, I don’t keep secrets no more
I threw out my box, the one covered in locks
Now they’re all washing up on the shore
I believed, something sweet
Had come for me
I sunk my teeth, in make-believe
He said come with me
One little song, and then I’ll be gone
I’ll flutter and flit on my way
Here comes the dawn, so I’m moving on
Off like a runaway train
I believed something sweet
Had come for me
I sunk my teeth, in make-believe
He said come with me, come with me
Come with me
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
But I believe something sweet
Will wait for me
There has to be, more than make-believe
And plasticine
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
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Chelsea Williams Los Angeles, California
Performing 5 hours a day, 4 days a week, Chelsea Williams honed her skills busking at Santa Monica’s Third Street Promenade, capturing the attention of passersby including Ron Howard and Sheryl Crow. Williams garnered praise from critics including Rolling Stone Country, who described her sound as “K.T. Tunstall, Sheryl Crow and Little Big Town’s Karen Fairchild on a confessional girls’ night out.” ... more
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