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Spent - Nathan Hamilton

"Spent kitchen matches On the table; tobacco burning Apple wine in a fruit jar I know where you are, by the water Chorus Down to the river Throw in a stone Goodbye to November I?ll see ya later on? The"

Thing of all things - Nathan Hamilton

"You might pour right out like water You might lay like a stone You might pour right out like water Given time you?re gonna flow You might burn like leaves in the winter You might smolder in the cold You"

Tuscola - Nathan Hamilton

"One lone green mesquite In a rusty red field Five foot high dying weds Growing out of a rusted Coupe de Ville Post office just a one room shack Bathhouse in the back Barbed wire fence strung with several"

Two penny vengeance - Nathan Hamilton

"I threw two new shiny pennies on William Bonney?s grave Turned my boots around and headed on my way Climbed in the Silverado and jammed it down in gear I watched the dust and gravel flying in my rear view"

Wages - Nathan Hamilton

"Ol? Diego holds a palette in his hand He paints the faces of the workers on the wall Big machines they make their way across the land Revolution takes a rise and then a fall The wheel keeps turning and"

4 Directions - Nathan Hamilton

"It feels like my poor heart is filled with lead My feet they drag slow below me Keep my hat pushed down tight here upon my head As I lean long into the cold Four directions lie before me Though I?ve yet"

Bed clothes - Nathan Hamilton

"Take me home my sweet Jesus I have lain my bed clothes out I have seen my shares of trouble I don?t believe I care to see no more She left her ring by the sink Now that she?s gone that gold ain?t worth"

Cash and tobacco - Nathan Hamilton

"Well there's a fire in the sky I can see the orange glow Behind the silhouette of the crosses That cast a shadow down below There?s an old man at the bus stop I see the sadness in his eyes And the tears"

Devil's full moon - Nathan Hamilton

"A yellow moon is creeping behind the clouds tonight An old whore is dancing beneath a dim lamp light Stan busted out of the county can He got a new tattoo he got the old urge to fight Bottles will be bustin?"

Dirt in the wound - Nathan Hamilton

"When the fortunes were dealt I stepped back and I bowed my head Received the blessed, rejected, inflicted and the wretched With a hardened expression of an ol? softer smile The path of destruction is one"

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