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Blow, Blossoms
03:20
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I don’t mind to spend-a-time
here in your one horse town in old Colorado
But I’m antsy need to dance
and not to die beneath your cactus’ shadow
Blow, blossoms
Blow out of your trees
Ride shotgun with the breeze
You don’t see the real me
I deal cards in England and faraway Spain
Got my pack, my Stetson hat
I’m getting the hell out of Dodge on the first train
Blow, blossoms
Blow out of your trees
Ride shotgun with the breeze
Little man with little plans
now don’t pretend you’ve got a compass to find me
Drive a car or shooting star
Forevermore you’ll still be one step behind me
Blow, blossoms
Blow out of your trees
Ride shotgun with the breeze
I’m a kind of flying machine
that’s got to keep on moving or else it crashes
Homing swan or vagabond
No right or wrong I’ll go from ashes to ashes
Blow, blossoms
Blow out of your trees
Ride shotgun with the breeze
Blow, blossoms
Blow out of your trees
Ride shotgun with the breeze
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2. |
Having Myself A Time
02:55
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I'm having myself a time
I mean I'm having what I want
Wanting what I have
Doing what I like and liking what I do
And I'm having myself a time
I never could save a dime
And so I'm living like a Lord, acting like a loon
Lying in the sun and sighing in the moon
And I'm having myself a time
When I hum songs, they're all dumb songs
Without reason or rhyme
But I'm certainly in my prime
I mean I'm happy as a bird, flying up above
Want a little love and get a little love
And I'm having myself a time
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3. |
Detour Ahead
06:19
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Smooth road, clear day
But why am I the only one travelin' this way?
How strange--the road to love should be so easy
Can't you see the detour ahead?
Wake up, slow down
Before you crash and break your heart, gullible clown
You fool, you're headed in the wrong direction
Can't you see the detour ahead?
The further you travel, the harder to unravel the web
She spins around you
Turn back while there's time
Don't you see the danger sign?
Soft shoulders surround you
Smooth road, clear night
Oh, lucky me that suddenly I saw the light
I'm turning back away from all that sorrow
Smooth road, smooth road
No detour ahead
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Holding hands whille on the midnight train
Wade up to our knees in Lake Champlain
Walking arm and arm along lover's lane
Out by the light of the firing flies
Laying in a California sun
Harmonizing to a guitar strum
Now I'm like somebody facing a gun
Our love is flashing in front of our eyes
All our milk and honey is now blood in a heavyweight bout
Punch you don't see comin' is the one that knocks you down and out
Chocolate kisses and red bordeaux wine
Diamond ring was a good Valentine
Baby babe I had no signal or sign to clue me in to your dire surprise
Now i see what a man sees when he dies
Our love is flashin' in front of my eyes
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Gold Standard
03:28
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My darlin' don't you worry 'bout that same ol' used to be
His smile glittered but he's no gold standard
Sold me a dream that flashed in the pan and
I was left hungry and a-lookin' for someone to make me whole
As for the other that we both know haunts my history
He showed his mettle but he's no gold standard
Made me a home, stove and oven
But I don't live by bread alone and I never will
Now I heard ramblers, I heard gamblers
Who said the blues was older than Eve
While teachers and preachers
Said keep faith and believe
Sho' nuff I found you and achieved that ancient alchemy
Now you're my treasure, yeah you're my gold standard
Solid as stone bright as lightning, baby
You blessed my body and you fleshed out my soul
Cold water turns to wine and prose turns into poetry
When you've settled on a pure gold standard
See what you've done
Seems you've handed me
The rule and the measure that I'll carry with me
And they'll bury with me
My love
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6. |
Glad To Be Unhappy
05:10
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Look at yourself, if you had a sense of humor
You would laugh to beat the band
Look at yourself, do you still believe the rumor
That romance is simply grand?
Since you took it right on the chin
You have lost that toothpaste grin
My mental state is all a-jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble
Fools rush in, so here I am
So very glad to be unhappy
I can't win, but here am I
So very glad to be unhappy
Unrequited love's a bore
And I've got it pretty bad
But for someone you adore
It's a pleasure to be sad
Like a straying baby lamb
With no mammy and no pappy
I'm so unhappy
But oh, so glad
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7. |
Clean Blue Flame
06:13
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I burned the midnight oil according to Hoyle
I played the game naively sincere
With butchers and with bakers and candlestick makers
But I was only grinding my gears
But every drop of passion brought up from below
Left me ashen faced in front of the mirror
But when you came a-knockin' and we starting talkin'
I knew that I was in for a change
The way that you were looking started me cooking
and simmering at home on my range
And kicking off our sandals then we struck a match
To a candle making fire so strange
Such a clean blue flame
No smoke or ashes remain
Fiery flowers bloom
From branches never consumed
Lover, now I've learned to burn without being burned
I esteem you, my ever true
Clean blue flame
Now Moses was a shepard guardin' 'gainst leopards
Lions and hyenas and bears
He caught a lamb that rambled and came to a bramble
And saw a holy flickering there
I understand the fable because in your eyes
Across the table, there's a similar flare
Such a clean blue flame
No smoke or ashes remain
Fiery flowers bloom
From branches never consumed
Lover, now I've learned to burn without being burned
I esteem you, my ever true
Clean blue flame
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8. |
I'll Look Around
03:19
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I'll look around until I've found
Someone who laughs like you
I know somewhere spring must fill the air
With sweetness just as rare
As the flower that you gave me to wear
I look around and when I've found
Someone who laughs like you
I'll know this love I'm dreaming of
Won't be the old love I always knew
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9. |
Things Are Looking Up
02:40
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Things are looking up
I've been looking the landscape over
And it's covered with four-leaf clover
Oh, things are looking up
Since love looked up at me
Bitter was my cup
But no more shall I be the mourner
For I've certainly turned the corner
Oh, things are looking up
Since love looked up at me
See the sunbeams
Everyone beams
Just because of you
I'm confessin' that my depression
Is unmistakably through
Things are looking up
It's a great little world we live in
Oh I'm happy as a pup
since love looked up at me.
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10. |
Big Stuff
02:47
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So you cry
What's it about, baby?
You ask why
The blues had to go and pick you
So you go
Down to the shore, kid's stuff
Don't you know
There's honey in the store for you, big stuff
Let's take a ride in my gravy train
The door's open wide
Come in from out of the rain
So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care?
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that I'm your guy
Let's take a ride in my gravy train
The door's open wide
Come in from out of the rain
So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care?
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy
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11. |
Paris On The Moon
04:27
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Well, I’m holed up now in a lowdown local bar
Listening to some worn out blues guitar/so far
But I’m hearing Clair De Lune
I’m going to take you soon
To Paris on the moon
Well the beer I’m drinking is pretty weak and stale
I need something special in my holy grail/set sail
With a silver absinthe spoon
I’m gonna take you soon
To Paris on the moon
I may be living in an SRO hotel
One notch better than a piss stained prison cell/oh well
I smell Chanel perfume
I’m gonna take you soon
To Paris on the moon
I may be saddled with a million dollar debt
A battle plan is something I should get/let’s jet
To the little corporal’s tomb
I’m gonna take you soon
To Paris on the moon
I may be dying but it ain’t what it seems
Don’t discount the power of a dream/don't be mean
Mine rides a red balloon
I’m gonna take you soon
To Paris on the moon
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12. |
If The Moon Turns Green
03:15
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If the moon turns green
And shadows get up and walk around
Clouds come tumbling to the ground: I wouldn't be surprised
As didn't you fall in love with me?
If the stars turn blue
And willows that weep began to sing
Winter changes into spring: I wouldn't raise my eyes
'Cause didn't you fall in love with me?
I thought I was foolish to think of romance
With someone as charming as you
I thought I was hoping without any chance
Then every hope came true
If the moon turns green
And rivers began to flow upstream
This is all a crazy dream: I wouldn't be surprised
Anything can happen
If you can fall in love with me
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Queen Esther New York, New York
Queen Esther is a performance artist, solo performer, actor, songwriter, lyricist, topliner, vocalist, producer, musician and storyteller.
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