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Firewater
02:54
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FIREWATER
Flap Jacks and Firewater. I've got money and time to squander. Sweet dreams about the preachers daughter. High time gonna take her to the slaughter. Ah ha!
High times cutting' up the scene. Long legs so tall and lean. My, my and glory be. Hound dog barkin' right up that tree. Now, come on. Come on. Come on.. yeah, YEAH!!!
Can you hear me? Can you hear me when I call?!? I know you can hear me but you make no sense at all. So, baby put your number down!
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Fruits of the Laurel
05:44
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FRUITS OF THE LAUREL
The sands of the hour glass, are sure to fall. And when they do, you aint got nothing to morn. For indeed you know it's much like natures seasons. And indeed you know we do, we have our reasons. Don't ya move too fast!
And to look beyond the initial view. And to pick up all those pieces left for us to use. It will broaden your mind set free now all your confusion. So, break the senseless boundaries of traditional life's illusion. Don't move too fast!!!
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My Lady
03:43
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MY LADY
I stand up next to your mountain and my feet can't touch your skies. There aint no way to contemplate it. Just no reason why. I still call you my good friend after all these long years. I still callin' you my lady.
Who's gonna be there when you drift away and who's gonna catch you from the fall? What's to be when summer grieves and autumn heeds the call? Like a fool that wears a laurel wreath, on the way you are. But you're all alone when the four winds blow you strait back to where you was before. And I'm still calling' you my good friend after all those long years. I'm still calling' you my baby, after all those long distance tears. Still callin' you my woman. And I'm still calling' you my lady.
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Fat Cat
04:17
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FAT CAT
Who's that foxy lady with the red dress on. And what she got hidin' underneath her gown. She said: "Tell me Mister Mister what's your name, right NOW! She said: "Tell me ... ....Mister... ..."WHAT'S YOUR NAME"!
Driven yesterday in my car what I saw. A foxy kin, cool, cat lady with a red dress on. She said: "Tell me Mister Mister what's you're name, right now. She said: "TELL ME Mister WHAT'S YOUR NAME"...
The cat goes on the prowl. To help the kitty meow.... She wants him so to stay. But this cats he's a stray.
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Big Get Away
03:21
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BIG GET AWAY
Keep on rollin' lord I gotta get away. I got me a woman with never much to say. I'm looking' for love like Tupelo honey. I got me a woman only thinking' 'bout money.
I'm hustlin' and bustlin', trying' make a love song. I'm biding your time babe it won't take too long. With words like yours ya got me lying, With a face like that ya sure got me crying.
Oh, Yeah, The big get away. 'Cause what you got is just hearsay. Oh, Yeah, The big get away. 'Cause what you're not is just hearsay.
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Garden
04:40
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GARDEN
I've got a garden. It pulls me along. I plant those flowers. When I'm feeling strong. Once in a while it occurs to me. I gaze to the reflection looking back to see. I hope I reach the gate, before it gets too late. The noon sun burns me strait on.
Dried flowers and scattered memories. Take them for what they are meant to be. Inspiration in the waking of the sun. Pushing me ahead to where I belong. 'Cause I belong.
I've got this feeling. It never gets too late. I'll pack my bags just when I choose. And still be on my way. You think you will know or recognize the door. Where loneliness eclipses comfort from the warm. Will it take you to the place, where fears might take your face. Will insecurities forsake you.
Dried flowers and scattered memories. Take them for what they intend to be. Inspiration in the waking of the sun. Pushing me ahead to where I belong. 'Cause I belong
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Strait Shootin' Man
03:45
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STRAIT SHOOTIN' MAN
I'm a shot gun slinging', whiskey bar drinking', honky tonk hell of a man. If your ears start ringing better jump up swinging or get gone as quick as you can. 'Cause I'm a strait shooting' man.
I found myself on a losing streak but that ain't gonna last. You better start thinking what's yours to keep, 'cause, I'm coming in fast. Pull your 6 gun out and put it right down upon the floor!
'Cause I'm a shot gun slinging', whiskey bar drinking', honkey tonk hell of a man. If your ears start ringing better jump up swinging, or get gone as quick as you can. 'Cause I'm a strait shooting' man!
That no-good woman had my heart to keep but she wanted more than that. Clutchin' at my soul to reap now jesus wants it back. Pull your 6 gun out and put it right down upon the floor!
Cause I'm a shot gun slinging', whiskey bar drinking', honkey tonk hell of a man. If your ears start ringing better jump up swinging, or get gone as quick as you can. 'Cause I'm a strait shooting' man!
Your gonna reap just what you sow. Now take this as your warning call. 'Cause there's one thing that you should really understand. I'm a strait shooting' man!
Pull your 6 gun out and put it right down upon the floor!
'Cause I'm a shot gun slinging', whiskey bar drinking', honkey tonk hell of a man. If your ears start ringing better jump up swinging, or get gone as quick as you can. 'Cause I'm a strait shooting' man!
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Free
04:39
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FREE
In a place where only poets weep. Frozen secrets the watchmen keep. Crowded Ball rooms the romance sweet. Give away to a rodents peep. Hear no evil and lose no sleep. How can you now hear me.
Pretty skinny girls keeping' in style with their fad fashion ways stock piled. Condemn a bum with a nickel for our miles. Just to come in a run in your attire. Cover your legs with stockings and smiles. Are you happy now you're phony.
Children play like today is tomorrow. The dove will sore in and out of sorrow. The witch will brew from the fruits of the laurel. All will be free one day. One day.
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Said So
04:05
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SAID SO
What you gonna do today. The sun going down that way. My baby's down out on the floor. Ask me if I want some more and I said so.
What you gonna do today. In much the unusual way. I'm all down out on the floor. Ask me if I want some more and I said no.
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Woman or Soul
05:18
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WOMAN OR SOUL
The girl she knows just what she's doing.
She likes the way her fingers feel, around my trigger,
She knows what she wants,
and she'll do what it takes to get it.
This aint no do or die i love you.
This aint no do or die deal baby.
I know my life is left for living, giving, and loving.
You'll see me floating out by Jupiters way.
Angels dance round her in pairs.
Deities pull out flowers from her hair.
The queen of spades dancing lightly round my space.
Her demons pull out flowers from my face.
I'm standing naked at my crossroads.
Time and space, all relativity despair.
I'm looking blindly toward my darkness.
You'll see me floating out by Jupiters way.
Baby, What you're doing, Baby what you’re doing to my soul!
She walks on by me like she didn't even notice.
She'll stare on through me like she doesn't even care.
How to show the depths of my emotions.
To the girl who won't learn how to swim.
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Charles Cook Music Charleston, South Carolina
Charles Cook, singer, song writer, multi instrumentalist, artist, and producer from Bucks County Pennsylvania residing in
Charleston, SC.
Thanks for taking the time to know me and letting me share the very things that have been dearest to me as an artist. It all comes down to expressions of LOVE. Thank you! Many blessings.
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