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The Jayhawks Album


Blue Earth (1989)
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Fingernail Moon (bonus track on 2003 re-issue)
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Two Minute Pop Song (bonus track on 2003 re-issue)
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Nightshade (bonus track on 2003 re-issue)
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I'd hope to find you this morning
Talking to the trees
I could miss you
After what went down

If false love could lie by you
While I'm swinging low
I could steal downtown
Making some sweet time

Two Angels
One bad end
This lifetime's easy
Way back home there's a funeral

Think I'll take to the sidewalk
Knowing it's not real
I could steal downtown
Making some sweet time

Two Angels
One bad end
This lifetime's easy
Way back home there's a funeral

Two Angels
One bad end

Two Angels
One bad end
This lifetime's easy
Way back home there's a funeral

Two Angels
One bad end
This lifetime's easy
Way back home there's a funeral


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Hitchhiked back from Blue Earth
She's not alone anymore
Shootin' pool like before
That's too bad

Lost my bus fare back
She's not alone anymore
Hanging on like before
By a thread

In the springtime the birds begin singing
In the leaves on the trees are so sweet
Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo
Can you see what I mean

If I moved a little closer
She's not alone anymore
Gettin' by like before
She bought a van

Deadlined in my right hand
She's not alone anymore
Getting stoned like before
What a drag

In the springtime the birds begin singing
In the leaves on the trees are so sweet
Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo
Can you see what I mean

Hitchhiked back from Blue Earth
She's not alone anymore
Shootin' pool like before
That's too bad

In the springtime the birds begin singing
In the leaves on the trees are so sweet
Ooo-Ooo Ooo-Ooo
Can you see what I mean


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Will I be married
First girl I see coming down the road?
Will I lay dying
Along the highway where the tall trees grow?

Trees above me know that I'm below
Someone to live for?
How will I know?
How will I know?

Where is this king's crown
Who stole away with the goods?
Will I be a bum
Stand in line for my own bed?

Trees above me know that I'm below
Someone to live for?
How will I know?
How will I know?

Will I be married
First girl I see coming down the road?
Will I lay dying
Along the highway where the tall trees grow?

Trees above me know that I'm below
Someone to live for?
How will I know?
How will I know?


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Go to sleep my dead end angel
Say goodnight dear precious one
For I know you're empty handed
And all the police carry guns

Whisper to me in the morning
And I'll kiss your blues away
For I know your body's aching
And the lynch mob's on the way

Just to hear your footsteps climbing up the stairs
Just to live one single day without a single care

Go to sleep my dead end angel
Say goodnight dear precious one
For I know you're empty handed
And all the police carry guns

Just to hear your footsteps climbing up the stairs
Just to live one single day without a single care

Go to sleep my dead end angel
Say goodnight dear precious one
For I know you're empty handed
And all the police carry guns
And all the police carry guns


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This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
You'd think that worries him
Laid out on the newsstands
Read the sinful publications

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again

So we walk on different streets
Taking time no one seems to notice
Outside you're all smiles
When inside I know you're hurtin'

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again

This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
You'd think that worries him

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again


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Pick up the pieces and pack up your mind
You don't ask for what you have to find
Many people rolling out to sea
Let loose those floodgates that have held you back so long

Oh Lord, there ain't no end
Left him one thing he tried to kill

Now there's a station not so far away
I listen in most every single night
Wide is that valley I can't cross
This soul's been misplaced in the desert it was lost

Oh Lord, there ain't no end
Left him one thing he tried to kill

Oh Lord, there ain't no end
Left him one thing he tried to kill

Pick up the pieces and pack up your mind
You don't ask for what you have to find
Many people rolling out to sea
Let loose those floodgates that have held you back so long

Oh Lord, there ain't no end
Left him one thing he tried to kill

Oh Lord, there ain't no end
Left him one thing he tried to kill


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When I left you this morning
It's just like before
You say nothing changes
Passing time around here

Stole a long string of pearls
And I'd pawned downtown
Gonna buy me some good fun
Back where no one can see

And the long black dream is over
As the snow falls on and on
And it takes five cups of coffee
To calm down before I sleep

Let the sky soak on my clothes
Way back in the alley
All of the red leaves
Mixed up in perfume
Take the chance that I left you
Knowing where you might need me
So easy to believe
In someone I never see

And the long black dream is over
As the snow falls on and on
And it takes five cups of coffee
To calm down before I sleep

And the long black dream is over
As the snow falls on and on
And it takes five cups of coffee
To calm down before I sleep

And the long black dream is over
As the snow falls on and on
And it takes five cups of coffee
To calm down before I sleep


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In the Baltimore daily newspaper
Miracles really happen that way
Now you know me much better than any
And that is why I can call you my friend
Call you my friend

In all the time that I've known you
Never knowing that I let you down
In the tide of desperation you stumbled
With nothing to show but these empty arms
Empty arms

The way I'm living now
I might as well leave for Baltimore
And the sun keeps shining on son

In all the time that I've known you
Never knowing that I let you down
In the tide of desperation you stumbled
With nothing to show but these empty arms
Empty arms

The way I'm living now
I might as well leave for Baltimore
And the sun keeps shining on son

The way I'm living now
I might as well leave for Baltimore
And the sun keeps shining on son

In the Baltimore daily newspaper
Miracles really happen that way
Now you know me much better than any
And that is why I can call you my friend
Call you my friend
Call you my friend


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His jaw crawd and tobacco dripped
Down his chin
His face settled on the neon lights
Reflected in
His face settled on the neon lights
Reflected in

Red firecracker, it don't explode
There's a picture in his mind passed down
And it feels like going home

Calculates all the cash he makes
At happy hour
Two bullet-holes took the best
Suit he owns
Two bullet-holes took the best
Suit he owns

Red firecracker, it don't explode
There's a picture in his mind passed down
And it feels like going home

Quick sand all around the man
Bad history
I suppose, there's a better way
To calm him down


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There are so many times I swear
I hear them fighting down the stairs
In Sioux City
Please don't let her find
This dark and dingy room
Sioux City, here tonight

I know the hotel clerk, he lied.
I followed her from the west side
In Sioux City

Please don't bring to light
This dark and dingy room
Sioux City, here tonight


I know the hotel clerk he lied.
I followed her from the west side
In Sioux City
Please don't let her find
This dark and dingy room
Sioux City

Please don't bring to light
This dark and dingy room
Sioux City, here tonight


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Before the first light
Hits the floor
Dying on some wind
So afraid of losing you

So I made a change
There's no one there
Tell you how to live
Not knowing where you've been

I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours

Woke up that same way
So easy for me
Listen to the sunrise
Do I know you better now?

I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours

Before the first light
Hits the floor
Dying on some wind
So afraid of losing you

I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours
I'm still dreaming, now I'm yours


. . .



He's only six years old
That old killer died
Put him down in a great big hole
And I fill it up all the time
See the buildings rise up to the sky
Parking meters, traffic cops
You best watch your record son
They'll come and lock you up

I've been working all night
I go long into the day
Ain't got much money now
Got the time ahead
Got the time ahead to pay

Smoke and lightning
Dressed to kill
Don't talk to strangers
Girl take your pill
Forty years of sudden death
The acid rain is falling on my head
? race on the rise
Doctors working overtime
Too much of a good thing, not enough
Stepping stones, building blocks

I've been working all night
I go long into the day
Ain't got much money now
Got the time ahead
Got the time ahead to pay

I've been working all night
I go long into the day
Ain't got much money now
Got the time ahead to pay

I've been working all night
I go long into the day
Ain't got much money now
Got the time ahead
Got the time ahead
Got the time ahead to pay


. . .

Fingernail Moon

[No lyrics]

. . .

Two Minute Pop Song

[No lyrics]

. . .

Nightshade

[No lyrics]

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