Songs of the TIM O-BRIEN

The High Road – Tim O’Brien

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Thinking how you let me down And deep in my heart I hear the sound Of the song that carried me away We would come here years ago And

One Drop of Rain – Tim O’Brien

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Some hilltop, all alone it finds another And together they roll on down One mornin’ then another, discovering one another Exploring, addin’ on to the love we found And

Forty-Nine Keep On Talkin’ – Tim O’Brien

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South across the Mississippi line, I rolled my window down Big river runnin’ on my right, turtles on the banks a walkin’ Don’t know how far I’m gonna get

Ireland’s Green Shore – Tim O’Brien

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On the banks of some cold purling stream I set down on a bed of primroses And I gently fell into a dream I dreamt that I saw a

Time to Learn – Tim O’Brien

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I can’t believe you’ve really left this world behind I can wait and I can hope I’ll get over this in time It takes time to learn when someone’s

The Holy Well – Tim O’Brien

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Down among the heather Hear the water make a gentle sound We’ll heal our souls together Where the water flows from a deeper place And it starts it’s life

When There’s No One Around – Tim O’Brien

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I couldn’t begin to describe how it goes But it makes me cry or laugh right out loud The song that I sing when there’s no one around This

She’s Runnin’ Away – Tim O’Brien

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You start addin things up, how you let her down Now she’s makin you pay, by runnin away It’s just like some movie, one you’ve already seen You’re playin

Two Journeys (Deux Voyages) – Tim O’Brien

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Ils ont traverse la mer avec juste leur courage Mas pfres ont laisse tout pour la liberte Il y avait pas un roi qui pouvait les enchainer They left

Lone Tree Standing – Tim O’Brien

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And you’re warm beside me in the early bright You’re the one I wanted, you’re the one I need And I feel so safe here and I feel so

Wagoner’s Lad – Tim O’Brien

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They’re always controlled, they’re always confined Controlled by their parents until they are wives Then slaves to their husbands the rest of their lives I am a poor girl,

Brother Wind – Tim O’Brien

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Some place so far away, I headed west Without a sad goodbye No hugs or tears that way, it’s probably for the best Sent cards along the way Said

Think About Last Night – Tim O’Brien

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Everything you have, you tried to throw it all away You reckless life, left you on the street alone last night Think about last night Think about today, think

Family History – Tim O’Brien

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With my mother and father quite like I want to do There’s some family history, I’d rather not go lookin’ through Family history will repeat, look through your history,

Melancholy Moon (Not) – Tim O’Brien

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You never know that might have been the reason why he drank What was Willie smokin’ when he wrote “Hello Walls’ Where’d Bob find that cowtown? Did it really

Stagger Lee – Tim O’Brien

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It was in the town of St. Louis that old Stagger Lee was born Stagger Lee was a gambler and everybody knew his name He made his living singing

Keep Your Lamp Trimmed and Burning – Tim O’Brien

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See what my lord has done Keep your lamp trimmed and burnin X 3 See what my lord has done Heaven’s journey is almost over X 3 See what

Turn The Page Again – Tim O’Brien

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A question left unanswered, sent out on the evening wind If winter is a stranger, maybe spring will be my friend Seasons change, turn the page again Summer days

Every Tear Has a Reason Why – Tim O’Brien

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Every day is a long time waiting Every night is alone and cryin’ Your memory is a long time fadin’ Every tear has a reason why, every tear has

Less & Less – Tim O’Brien

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I tried them all and the simple way is the way that’s best I save a lot of time not havin’ to choose What color shirt I wear or

The Church Steeple [High on a Hillside] – Tim O’Brien

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High on a hillside the old church steeple calls The bells are a ringin’, a singin’ to one and all Of the joys and the sorrows the laughter and

Let Love Take You Back Again – Tim O’Brien

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Both want out and both want in, neither knows where to begin You can draw a line there in the dirt, stay on your side you won’t get hurt

For the Fallen – Tim O’Brien

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And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate Let’s break this chain of history before it gets too late How many men will choose to run with

Out on the Rolling Sea – Tim O’Brien

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Out on the rollin’ sea when she rolls Out on the rollin’ sea Jesus speaks to me Out on the rollin’ sea when she rolls Out on the rollin’

Wandering – Tim O’Brien

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They say it never really ends These legs of mine weren’t made to rest I let them take me where they send me wandering As long as I remember

One Girl Cried – Tim O’Brien

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Knives and forks and glasses clatter He sat behind a microphone In a corner where it didn’t matter For honest pay an honest player Sang for tips and vacant

Five Rooms – Tim O’Brien

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Since our dreams are shattered by two hearts made of stone Sittin’ in the livin’ room don’t feel like livin’ to me Drownin’ in a flood of memories Chorus:

Pilgrim of Sorrow – Tim O’Brien

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Cast out in this wide world to roam My brothers and sisters won’t own me They say that I’m weak and I’m poor But Jesus father the almighty Has

Rock in My Shoe – Tim O’Brien

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I think about you, I can’t let go It’s dug in deep, it still peeks through Tried shakin’ it out, it won’t come loose Like a rock in my

Hungry Eyes – Tim O’Brien

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her tears have dried No more she’s thinkin’ of him Her love has died Calling and reaching, lookin’ through hungry eyes Scenes change and rearrange, lookin’ through hungry eyes