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Strike the Romance
04:17
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Strike the Romance – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Oh, the curves of her body
(Remember the emptiness)
Oh, those beautiful blue eyes
(Did you forget her icy stare?)
And everyone’s in love with her
What don’t they see?
Strike the romance
Pull up the stakes
Douse the fire
I’ve had all I can take
Strike the romance
This love is over
Strike the romance
Strike this romance
Oh, her soft, sweet lips
(Remember the words she said)
Oh, that wonderful, warm embrace
(Did you forget her cold shoulder?)
And everyone’s in love with her
What don’t they see?
Strike the romance
Pull up the stakes
Douse the fire
I’ve had all I can take
Strike the romance
This love is over
Strike the romance
Strike this romance
She’s really a lovely girl
It’s like pillow talk in a dream world
You might be the lucky one,
Me, I’m gone
And everyone just can’t believe
I’d turn my back and walk away
‘Cause everyone’s in love with her
What can I say?
Strike the romance
Pull up the stakes
Douse the fire
I’ve had all I can take
Strike the romance
This love is over
Strike the romance
Strike this romance
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2. |
Begging Please
05:40
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Begging please – Words and music by Phil Klahn
When I was a young man
Walking 6 feet off the ground
Said to my self, this is my world
And all that I want is all that I see
Why let love tie me down to the ground
When there’s so much to see?
I was begging her please
She’s saying no, no, no, no, no
Now I’m a man
My feet planted firmly on the ground
Said to my self with all that I have
And all my weary labor, what does it mean?
Time moved slowly, ‘til I turned around
And saw it fading from me
I was begging her please
She’s saying no, no, no, no, no
What is this window here?
It’s like a lack of air
So close I can barely breathe
But when an opening comes, and I can fill my lungs
I don’t ever want to leave
When I’m dead and gone
Lying 6 feet under ground
I guess I won’t care, I really won’t care
I won’t give a damn!
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I was begging her please
I was begging her please
She’s saying no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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3. |
Traveling Jones
04:08
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Traveling Jones – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Traveling Jones, streetcar desire
Take in the scenery as the miles fly by, yeah
Seven, four, seven, soaring through space
A new world adventure, off to places unknown
Wherever I may roam
No place like home on the road
Traveling Jones, I dig a pony
Twistin’ and shakin’ like Boney Maroney
Road worthy tunes rockin’ and groovin’
Setting the tempo, keep me moving along
And wherever there’s a song
I find my Traveling Jones
Wearing out tires
All I want to see is that dotted white line
Going by, by, by, by. Bye, bye, bye, bye
Big semi truck blowing his horn in reply
To my Traveling Jones
All I want to see is that dotted white line
Going by, by, by, by. Bye, bye, bye, bye
Drive to the East ‘til the sun shines in my eyes
Traveling Jones, Traveling Jones
Traveling Jones, restless and rollin’
Somebody tell me where this boat is a-floatin’
Get on the bus, hop on a train
Perfect conditions for this anti-lock brain of mine
And wherever there’s a sign
I find my Traveling Jones
Traveling Jones
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4. |
Rare Indigo
02:49
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Rare Indigo – Words and music by Phil Klahn
West Maui beach on a warm summer day
Soft breezes blowing through my hair
Waves are playing joyfully upon my feet
I walk among them all without a care
Rare indigo, rare indigo
Blue, blue seas that sparkle and glow
Like a rare indigo
Clear ocean sky on a moonlit night
Palm trees swaying in the dark
Trails of silver linings mark the passing stars
The heavens radiant with a thousand sparks
Rare indigo, rare indigo
Blue, blue skies that sparkle and glow
Like a rare indigo
Sweet island lady, won’t you walk with me?
Along this sandy, sunny shore
I can be the one who sweeps you off your feet
You can be the one who leaves me wanting more
Rare indigo, rare indigo
Blue, blue eyes that sparkle and glow
She my rare indigo
Rare indigo, rare indigo
She’s seaside and raring to go
She’s my rare indigo
Rare indigo, rare indigo
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5. |
Cruise In
03:49
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Cruise In – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Me, I’m electric, Standard or metric
Trying to get away from all the hectic
Rows and rows and rows and rows of pretty cars
Me and the boys are making noise
Standing on a flatbed with our toys
Background music for all the pretty cars
One by one, they join the fun
Listen to the engines rattle and hum
A lifetime love affair with all the pretty, pretty, pretty…
I’m a babe in the woods
In a land of giants
And I walk among them
Simple minded, obeying silence
T-bucket, A frame, and a Fuelie
Hard top, Blue flame, One ton duelie
Twin Cam, flim flam, thank you ma’am
You sure got a lot of pretty cars
But don’t touch, don’t fuss, don’t shout
Don’t sit on the fender
Or they might just throw you out
It’s car show rules with all the pretty, pretty, pretty…
I’m a babe in the woods
In a land of giants
And I walk among them
Simple minded, obeying silence
Crowds getting thinner, Thanks for the dinner
’57 Packard is the winner
Best in show among all the pretty cars
Here’s to the band, Give them a hand
Stay and give a listen if you can
See you next year with all your pretty, pretty, pretty…
I’m a giant in the woods
With an axe in my hands
Standing ready with the band
Won’t you stay for one last song?
Before you start your travels
But we’re stopped mid-sentence
By the roar of engines and spraying gravel
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6. |
Op Dop Dah Dee
02:43
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Op Dop Dah Dee – Words and music by Phil Klahn
(Op dop dah dee)
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
I want it, I got it, I know my daddy bought it for me
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
I’m helping out my daddy, rolling through the grocery
Pineapple wedgies
Eating all my veggies
Gravy and potatoes
Salad and tomatoes
Cookies and coffee and sugar and spice
If I could pull a wheelie it would be so nice
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
I want it, I got it, I know my daddy bought it for me
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
I’m helping out my daddy, rolling through the grocery
Rolling through the aisles
Nothing but smiles
Banging on the handle
Smelling all the candles
Swinging and swaying and kicking up my shoes
Come on, let’s see what this cart can do
Go cart, go, Go cart, go
Go cart, go, Go cart, go
Go cart, go
See what this baby can do
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee
Op dop dah dee
Hey, What’s up daddy?
Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?)
Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?)
Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?)
What’s up daddy? (Hey, what’s up daddy?)
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7. |
I Bought a Ticket
04:20
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I Bought a Ticket – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Right now, you cut me down to size
You’re being honest
Okay, I wasn’t listening anyway
You say, what a crazy love
You’re getting off it
Okay, but you know I still want to play
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
But I bought a ticket
You see everything in 3D
‘Cause you’re an artist
So sad, I never saw myself that way
You burn, in a third degree
We’re going faster
Too bad, I was hoping you would stay
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
But I bought a ticket
Round and round and round I go
Round and round and down
Round and round and round I go
Round and round and down
One way, ticket to my heart
I’m a survivor
Okay, I’m not the same person today
You see things in 3D
‘Cause you’re an artist
No way that I’d miss the chance to say
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
But I bought a ticket
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
I didn’t design the ride
But I bought a ticket
Round and round and round I go
Round and round and down
Round and round and round I go
Round and round and down
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8. |
So Dream
05:48
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So Dream – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Is this just the end of your days?
Mother, Mother dear
Or am I facing my mortality?
Some respond with flowers, stories, food and notes
All to let the grief and loss unfold
I use strings and odd machines to capture notes and words
Your story to be heard, your story to be heard
So dream, my dear
The sleep of the redeemed
The quilters stop their chattering and stitch the final seam
I’ll cry my tears, the slow parade of years
The gift you loved, the gift I hid
Is all I really have to give
So dream
Some will speak in platitudes, sounding quite naïve
And never hold a candle up to you
We the sons and daughters who carry on your name
Will shelter in you memory and comfort in the flame
So dream, my dear
The sleep of the redeemed
In spite of all the suffering, your life was what it seemed
And all our tears, the slow parade of years
Reflect the time, and times to be
Regret and possibility
So dream, so dream
We the sons and daughters who carry on your name
Will shelter in you memory and comfort in the flame
We’ll comfort in the flame
So dream, my dear
The sleep of the redeemed
In spite of all the suffering your life was what it seemed
I’ll dry my tears, the symphony of years
Will lead me to a higher place, of holiness, of hope and grace
So dream, so dream
So dream, the sleep of the redeemed
So dream
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9. |
The Kids are Asleep
04:26
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The Kids Are Asleep – Words by Phil Klahn, music by Phil Klahn and Jon Zaerr
A long tiring day, everyday
Go home and kiss the wife
The clock strikes the hours by
Towards silence and the peaceful life
The kids are asleep
The mood seems to mellow with the falling sky
Loved one there on my arm
The world will just roll away with the sun
In this darkened house, far from harm
The kids are asleep
Blues rise, twilight
Oo, life is such a comfort
Shades drawn, tired yawns
This home life is such an escape
‘Til the morning when the kids awake
Peace lies upon the horizon
Far from the idle woes of man
Love lies close by with no burden
Save the fact that the morning will come again
The kids are asleep
Blues rise, twilight
Oo, life is such a comfort
Shades drawn, tired yawns
This home life is such an escape
‘Til the morning when the kids awake
Life is content just to weary away
The oneness of our sacred vows
The final rest should be words enough
To live on the serene feelings now
The kids are asleep
Blues rise, twilight
Oo, life is such a comfort
Shades drawn, tired yawns
This home life is such an escape
‘Til the morning when the kids awake
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10. |
Gravity of Hearts
04:43
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Gravity of Hearts – Words and music by Phil Klahn
The picture blurs, the painter sighs
Velocity increasing
I raise my hands up high, and higher
In triumph over nothing
For I have thrown the wishing stone
Watched the ripples flow and gently slip away
Oh, I have tried to walk alone
In the gravity of hearts
The hand is soft, the moment sings
It’s raining in my eyes
Second chances are the stuff of dreams
Only now I realize
That I can’t wait another lifetime
Take the night and shake the stars away
I can’t hold on to this lifeline
With the gravity of hearts pulling me
Across the heavens I raise my sight
Beyond the moon and satellites
Through the mystery of a starry night
I will fly
(Away, away)
I'll take my chances here
In the void of zero G
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11. |
One Man Down
03:48
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One Man down – Words and music by Phil Klahn
One man down, a silent vacancy
I stand now in sudden infancy
What’s that sound?
Dance around the question
Have I found the strength to push on
Or shut down, shut down, shut down
Fight the feeling or let it flow
I don’t see the difference
Hold tight or let it go
I don’t see the difference
One man down, wonder… it’s too late
I stand down, time to re-evaluate
I make haste slower than it seems
What a waste when all your dreams
Are shot down, shot down, shot down
Fight the feeling or let it flow
I don’t see the difference
Hold tight or let it go
I don’t see the difference
I don’t see the difference
One man down, man down, man down
Fight the feeling or let it flow
I don’t see the difference
Hold tight or let it go
I don’t see the difference
Who goes there? Friend or foe?
I don’t see the difference
I don’t see the difference
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Dragging the Past Behind Me – Words and music by Phil Klahn
I said “Goodbye” to an old friend and I
Swear I felt no remorse
With the lethal power of a dying flower
Staring down at the corpse
Send me a little sympathy
Not like I need it
A hear a tiny symphony
And it’s playing just for me
Dragging the past behind me
Picking up speed
Dragging the past behind me
But it can’t touch me any more
It can’t touch me any more
Now I stare in the glass at a ghost from the past
I swear I just don‘t know
As the future surrounds me, confuses, confounds me
And what do I have to show?
I reconnect my tattered soul
Think I might need it
You’re talking like a funeral
And you say it’s just not me
Dragging the past behind me
My faithful friend
Dragging the past behind
But you can’t touch me any more
You can’t touch me any more
You can't touch me any more
You can’t touch me now
Dragging the past behind me
Caught in the web
Dragging the past behind me
But you can’t touch me any more
You can’t touch me any more
You can't touch me any more
You can’t touch me now
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13. |
Moving Day
05:22
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Moving Day – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Here the news you friends and loves
We’re counting down the days
We’ve made the painful choice and now
What else is there to say?
Mixed emotions all around and so much on our minds
Clear out this familiar nest for someone else to find
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
Sorting through, deciding what
To keep and throw away
Every sign that we were here
And spoke about our days
Stripping walls and hiding scars of our activities
To leave behind a legacy of ghosts and memories
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
Gather ‘round you friends and loves
On this our moving day
Pack up all our cares and hopes
And take them all away
We’ll rebuild them, one by one and make them all our own
In unfamiliar territory we now call our home
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone
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