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M. Ward Album


Duet For Guitars #2 (1999)
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Were You There? (bonus track)
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Not A Gang (bonus track)
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Duet For Guitars #1 (bonus track)
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Instrumental


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I was washing antique cars
Working part-time for my dad after school
When I got the go-ahead
To pick a car and spin around the neighbourhood

It was a baby blue fifty-two Roadstar
It was a beautiful car

That was the night I heard of the fighting
And the murder of the schoolmaster's son
Last year I asked him who he was afraid of
And he answered "everyone"

But did I even flinch a wrist
Should I have tried to undo what had been done
Now, that's just the way its gotta be
I should never have to worry myself none

It was a baby blue fifty-two Roadstar
It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car
It was a beautiful car...


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From Springfield, Mass. to Concord Town
I saw those lights go down
In a gorge in Kansas
I met my Jesus
He laid me down and he said

If I build you a fishing boat
Would you leave everyone you know
If I build you a fishing boat
Would you leave everyone you know

Would you be more likely to kill more time with me
And then a sudden gale began to wail
It set my heart like no other love
Like no other love

From Springfield, Mass. to Concord Town
I saw my lights go down


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Cough, cough
And hacking in the hallway
And he don't even cover his mouth

Hack, Hack
And hacking in the morning
The elevator echoes his disease

I think he knows I can hear him night and day
I think he knows I can not live this way, oh
I think he knows that I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...
I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...

Well, it was quiet and "Crash!"
One night I heard him tumble
Shaking fell a painting from a wall

And here and gone
The silent apartment
And now there's never any disturbances at all

I think he knows I can hear him night and day
I think he knows I can not live this way, oh
I think he knows that I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...
I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...
I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...
I ain't sleeping
I ain't sleeping
I ain't...


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When I forget how to cry
I see you out alone at night
My heart explodes in light in sky
And I want to close my eyes

When I forget how to give
I see you out alone with him
His heart explodes in light in sky
And I want to close my eyes
And I want to say and bring good news to you

When I forget how to try
I'm wide awake alone at night
My heart explodes in light in sky
But I have to close my eyes
And I want to say and bring good news to you


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Instrumental


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I don't need no sweets to make me happy
I'm not like them babe, I won't be fooled by nothing.
Whistle me out and I'll roll over
Hey, look me over!

My part-time job, it ain't exactly thrilling
But my heart knows more and it won't be fooled by nothing
Call me before I'm keeling over
Hey, look me over!

And I know it ain't time for me to go
You don't think so!

Friends won't let guys sleep up on their couches
When word comes down that he stains all he touches
I was too late I know, look me over
It's too late I know, look me over
It's too late I know, look me over
But hey, look me over!


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And what makes me happy
And who makes me high
Sure won't be around on that night

And who may be lazy
And he who has lied
He who was last shall be first in the line

So take me out dancing
And sing me to sleep
This could be the last night that we'll ever dream

And who may be lazy
And he who has lied
He who was last shall be first in the line

Hmmm...


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Oh, lightning may strike your poor heart tonight
But it won't happen twice, my friend
And all the love you deserve is coming on stormy winds

And I was jealous and cruel to a young girl I knew
But it wont happen twice, my friend
Oh, if I get the chance I'll be braver like holy wine

And disaster has riddled my body with holes
But it won't happen twice, my friend
It won't happen twice, my friend
And I know it because I know it, child
It can not happen again

And a hurricane blew my bright stars away
But it won't happen twice, my friend.
I'm flat on my back and I'm travelling like dizzy spells

All these inside fires have burned up these outside things
All these inside fires have burned up these outside things

But it won't happen twice, my friend
It won't happen twice, my friend
And I know it because I know it, child
It can not happen again

Oh, it won't happen twice, my friend
It won't happen twice, my friend
And I know it because I know it, child
It can not
Can not happen again


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Oh, redemption is a pure signal
It's high in the pines like a bald eagle
But I've only seen it once or twice
He wanted me to follow but I fell down
And he asked me to be a snake and live underground

I know sympathy is a pure signal
It's high in the pines like a bald eagle
But I've only seen it once or twice
He wanted me to follow but I fell down
And he asked me to be a snake
And he asked me to be a snake
And he asked me to be a snake and live underground


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I know the next life gonna be a good life for me
I know the next run gonna be a good one for me

I made a drawing of accuracy that painted it real gorgeous
I'd share it with you tonight, my friend, but I left it on the bus
I left it on the school bus

I know the next life gonna be a good life for me
I know the next run gonna be a good one for me

I remember Manzanita, a school made out of brick
Underneath that black scratchboard is where I found the stick
That's where I found the yardstick

I know the next life gonna be a good life for me
I know the next run gonna be a good one for me

Gloria found a drawing of accuracy that painted it real gorgeous
She leaned closely and over to me, said she found it on the bus
She found it on the school bus


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Instrumental


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( Duet For Guitars #2 Bonus Track )

Well, were you be there my good man
When the river called The Colorado made the canyon they call Grand
Believe me now, my good man.
I was there, but now here I am.

Well, were you be there my good man
When the watery (?) volcano exploded into land
Believe me now, my good man
I was there, but now here I am.

Well, were you be there my good man
When the weather (?) became water and washed ashore the sand
Believe me now, my good man
I was there, but now here I am.

Well, will you be there my good man
When the sun is finally smothered out with his mighty right hand
Believe me now, my good man
I'll be there, but now here I am


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Not A Gang

[No lyrics]

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Duet For Guitars #1

[No lyrics]

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