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Whisky Feet
03:23
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My head’s spinnin’ round and I don’t know what to do
The whisky it ain’t strong enough to make me forget you
Never been a thinker, my heart it rules my head
But I’m a damn good drinker and it’s gonna see me dead
(Chorus)
Now I can’t walk in a line and my eyes ain’t seein’ straight
You know that come the morning I’ll be wakin’ in a state
The bottle’s lyin’ empty, I must have had a few
And I curse my whisky feet they’re gonna walk me back
Walk me back to you
The whisky’s runnin’ through my veins now I can’t feel my hands
Between you and the demon drink you ruin all my plans
Every time I think I’m in control and I am strong
The whisky rears its ugly head and tries to prove me wrong
(Chorus)
Between you and the whisky, you got me on the line
I know I should head on home when it’s closin’ time
But somethin’ in my head it says just have a little more
And then my whisky feet they find their way back to your door
Oh I wish I was sober, then you could go to hell
‘Cause baby I ain’t interested in what you got to sell
But now I’m steamin’ drunk and well you know that means you win
‘Cause my whisky feet are gonna find your frickin’ door again
(Chorus)
Now they’ve found your door again just like they always do
I curse my whisky feet they’ve gone and walked me back to you
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Fine Line
03:30
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Never was gonna settle down
Like a bullet from a gun I would leave this town
A cloud of dust behind me as I flew
Nothing could make me stay behind
No nothing would make me change my mind
I turned around and I caught a glimpse of you
Standing there with your scruffy hair
And your big brown eyes and a longing stare
You stood right in my path and said 'don't go'
You took me in your arms, you took me to your bed
You stole my heart, messed up my head
Showed me a love I never thought I'd know
(Chorus)
And it's a fine line baby
Between falling in love and going crazy
The line ain't straight, twisting all the time
Lines get blurred and lines get crossed
Soon we're mourning a love we lost
It's a fine line baby, a fine line
The seasons came, the seasons went
And I still dream about those days we spent
Just hanging by the river out on the edge of town
Young and free as the birds above
Yet somehow trapped by the chains of love
Forgot our wings and found we had settled down
Looking back now it's hard to believe
How I didn't see it coming that I'd have to leave
Break your heart to go and find my way
The bullet from the gun was caked in rust
And I had to go and make my cloud of dust
It's better late than never, so they say
Chorus
And it's a fine line we're walking through the tangle of our hearts
It's a fine mess we're making trying to mend the broken parts
It's a fine love we had but all good things come to an end
And it's a fine line we've walked through life my friend
Chorus
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3. |
English Bay
04:05
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Walking back home on the Granville bridge, city skyline gleaming up ahead
Hearing the water flowing under me, clearing the day’s thoughts from my head
There’s a sex shop every other store, and there’s panhandlers and addicts trying to score
But I miss those crazy streets and all the colour that they brought
On the walk home back to my door
(Chorus)
Take me back to English Bay
I’m tired and broke but I’ll find a way
To get me back so I can stay
Watch the sun go down on English Bay
Walk along the beach in the morning mist, catch the boat to work across the creek
Tourists, commuters and dogs in funny sweaters all making their first journey of the week
And we go our separate ways upon the shore, and I’d do my long day’s work in the store
And I miss those crazy characters that I’d meet every day
Though I hear that store ain’t round there anymore
Chorus
And Inukshuk stands proud over the sand
Welcoming all travellers to the land
This land his people used to roam
So freely. Their home. Their home
Walk through Stanley Park in the evening shade, stop to smell the cedar and the pine
Grab a dollar pizza on the way through town, head to Nelson café for some wine
Then end up in the Roxy for the night, and drink our cares away ‘til the morning light
And I miss those crazy nights and all the promises we made
Of how we’d never grow old or lose the fight
Chorus
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4. |
Between the Lines
03:36
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Well I saw you at the bar and you weren’t wearin’ a ring
A sideways glance, a little smile, turned into a drink
You said that you were single – I guessed it wasn’t true
But I left my morals at the door the night that I met you
Well one night turned into two and two became a week
You said that you were happy, and you left her for me
You said I was the angel that you’d been lookin’ for
But somethin’ told me pretty soon you’d fly back out the door
(Chorus)
Shoulda read between the lines when you crept between the sheets
If you could go behind her back, you’d do the same to me
Shoulda known I’d never win when playin’ with a cheat
Shoulda read between the lines when you crept between my sheets
You crashed into my heart like a truck without a break
You gave me some good lovin’ but took all that you could take
I thought that I could be the one to change your cheatin’ ways
But I guess I shoulda listened to what mama always says…
That a leopard don’t change his spots …and you don’t change your shirt
The lipstick marks, the perfume smell – the cheater’s kinda dirt
How could I be so foolish to think that you’d be true
When the writin’ was on the wall the night that I met you
Chorus
There’s winners, and losers
But all is fair in love and war
Cheaters, and users
And fools like me keep coming back for more
…Well not this time
When you get home tonight, don’t expect a smile
And if you do you might be walkin’ funny for a while
‘Cos I am here to tell ya that I won’t take no more
And on behalf of all the girls I’m settlin’ the score
So your guitar’s on the fire, and your clothes are in the yard
And you sure as hell don’t wanna see what I’ve done to your car!
I know I should be grown up, and I should wish you well
But all I’ll say is Mr I will see you down in hell!
Chorus
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5. |
Run
02:50
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Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl there’s a cold wind comin’ and the fire’s blown out and died
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl the cracks are showin’ better run little girl and hide
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl can’t smile no more and pretend that you never lied
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl from the waves of doubt that swallowed you in their tide
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl from the eyes of those who said it was wolf you cried
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl you were never gonna win no matter how hard you tried
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl gotta keep on runnin’ from the demons in your mind, yeah
Run, run, run little girl, run little girl and hide
Run little girl don’t you know you’re runnin’ to a place you’ll never find
There’ll come a day, can’t run no more, ain’t nowhere left to hide
There’ll come a day, you find a way to heal your wounded pride girl
There’ll come a day can’t run no more ain’t nowhere left to hide
There’ll come a day you realise girl …we were always on your side
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Banjo Jen Sheffield, UK
'Original Americana with Yorkshire personality'.
Banjo Jen’s eagerly-awaited second EP
‘Cloud of Dust’ is out now! A collection of the more country-style songs in her repertoire, it features a full band (including backing vocals by Bob Harris Emerging Artist 2022 award-winner Lauren Housley) and is produced by AMA UK award-nominee Thomas Dibb.
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Banjo Jen recommends:
The Beauty of This Life
by Lauren Housley
Lauren has a gorgeous soulful voice and crafts beautiful songs, brought to life with the help of her multi-talented husband Tom. They are also just fab human beings. Check out this amazing album!
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Gemma Gray fronts the December Flowers. She's an amazing singer and a fab songwriter, and the band really bring the songs to life with their gorgeous instrumentation. I can't wait to hear more.
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More Than Animals
by Mark Stoney
Mark Stoney provided the production magic on my Lost & Found EP (a radical departure from his usual style!). But he's also simply one of the greatest song-writers ever, as 'More Than Animals' prooves.
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