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Vigilante
02:13
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Holed up, out of the city
Bounty on my head
I don't care if you call me "brother"
Nothing you say is gonna bring me back
Holed up, out of the city
Bounty on my head
I don't care if you call me "brother"
Nothing you say is gonna bring me back
I got the same gun, with new bullets
A long line of my new sins
I'm trigger-happy maniac, so tell me father
How many sins must I confess?
Holed up, out of the city
Bounty on my head
I don't care if you call me "brother"
Nothing you say is gonna bring me back
I've earned every thread from the gallows
Robbed the rich to feed the pure
When I'm swinging from a tree will you tell my daughter
I'm a holy vigilante in the devil's door
Holed up, out of the city
Bounty on my head
I don't care if you call me "brother"
Nothing you say is gonna bring me back
Holed up, out of the city
Bounty on my head
I don't care if you call me "brother"
Nothing you say is gonna bring me back
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Ghost In The Radio
03:02
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You arrived with good intentions and you never meant to leave.
I handed you my secrets and you wore them on your sleeve.
Truth is I'm a stepping stone on your way to greater things.
There's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...
I got vengeance on my mind and anger in my chest.
All my skeletons have eyes and they're shaking their fists.
Truth is I'm done telling myself I'm a man without regrets...
There's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...
I got the devil on my tail, and his hounds have caught my scent.
And I begged the angel Gabriel for a quick and painless death.
Truth is I'll be running till the Good Lord takes me in.
There's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost, there's a ghost in the radio that keeps it on repeat.
There's a demon in a bottle trying to drag me to my knees.
And I can't afford to fall apart every time we meet.
Oh, woah-oh, there's a ghost after me...
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Iowa
02:53
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I was born just west of the river
Mississippi mud running in my veins
On the road is where I found freedom
In hotel rooms is where I found my peace
I've spent my whole life running
From Iowa
It's gonna be
It's gonna be
It's gonna be a long way home
It's gonna take
It's gonna take
It's gonna take my heart and soul
My heart and soul
We started out before I started school
Mom and dad said,
"we're headed south, we're gonna move"
I hung on, for a year or two after
But I forgot, that house on Trail Ridge Road
I've spent my whole life running
From Iowa
It's gonna be
It's gonna be
It's gonna be a long way home
It's gonna take
It's gonna take
It's gonna take my heart and soul
My heart and soul
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4. |
Drink You Straight
04:42
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I'm afraid to say what I need to say
Light a fire and watch you walk away
It's hell to walk a straight line
I was never yours
And you were never mine
I'm afraid to hear what I need to hear
To clean off the glass on that mirror
It's hell to walk a fine line
Between never yours
And forever mine
I can't drink you straight
Mix it with the heartache
Stir it til the water is clear
I know I'm too late
When I end up at your place
Say the word and I'll disappear
But I won't forget you dear
I'm afraid that you know all you need to know
The first time was the last you'll be left alone
It's hell to remember sometimes
That I was never yours
And you were never mine
I'm afraid that you'll go where you're gonna go
When the smoke clears you'll be gone baby gone
It's hell to imagine sometimes
I'll never be yours
And you'll never be mine
I can't drink you straight
Mix it with the heartache
Stir it til the water is clear
I know I'm too late
When I end up at your place
Say the word and I'll disappear
But I won't forget you dear
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Glory
05:06
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I dreamed I saw the devil
Dressed in his Sunday suit
He tried to pull me closer
But my feet, they would not move
This train is bound for glory, love
If I look over my shoulder
I always see him there
He's dressed like friends and family
Never lost his icy stare
This train is bound for glory, love
Ain't it strange, sometimes
Tickets saved for evil men and liars
Ain't it strange, my love
This train is bound for glory after all
The blood dried on my hands
Weighs heavy on my heart
The water's washed my spirit
But my body's worlds apart
This train is bound for glory, love
My feet will soon grow weary
My strength will surely fail
Board the door to the passenger car
With three long rusty nails
This train is bound for glory, love
Ain't it strange, sometimes
Tickets saved for evil men and liars
Ain't it strange, my love
This train is bound for glory after all
I'll take my sins to my grave
Bury my body with my shame
Ash to ash and dust to dust
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Josh Tarp Nashville, Tennessee
Josh Tarp creates music that pushes the boundaries of genre stereotypes, creating a balanced pallet of folk, soul, and classic rock rounded together by constructively effortless songwriting. Since forming his first band in 2010, his songs have impacted a diverse and growing audience of true music lovers and easy listeners. ... more
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