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I’ve been sold down the river
I’ve been told a pack of lies
I’m too old to give up this fight
And I’m bold enough to look you in the eye
Desperate in the darkness
Won’t you ferry me away
Underground road, runs through Ohio
Underground code speaks the truth
I can’t hold my babies' hands, no mo
Carry this load; to slip the noose
Fist full of bread warms my belly
Won’t you ferry me away
Ferry me, ferry me
All the way to freedom
Hide in the shadows to catch this train
Northern star whispers my real name
Upon arrival, let go of the shame
A tunnel to shelter from confederate rain
Ferry me, ferry me
All the way to freedom
All the way to freedom X 4
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Next To You
03:51
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Open my eyes to the light of a pale morning
Try to slow the hurry in my head
Can’t seem to put a dent in this plate before me
But I smile, cause I am
Next to you
Next to you x 2
And there you are
Dream walking through peaceful sleep
Don’t want to wake you, but I long to be in your arms
And we could just tune out the world
For a minute anyway
And I’ll smile, cause I am
Next to you
Next to you x 2
I wanna be
Next to you
But that clock keeps on ticking
The rattle and hum swells
So we part, and bend to demands
Come home tired, and agitated,
Plate still full, but unmotivated
Until your moonlight draws me in
Next to you x 2
I wanna be
I long to be
Said, I wanna be
Next to you
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3. |
Not In Vain
03:34
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My old man, working for the man, 1978, Cleveland
Rise before the sun, to make his face clean
Oh how he hated to shave, didn’t wanna be no razor burn slave
But a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do
So my beard grows on, November to February long
I do it, because he did not have the choice
My Daddy played the game, so I did not have to do the very same
And I salute you; your sacrifice was not in vain
My old man, proud of his skin; not counterculture, but didn’t like to bend
Took his son, to see what Daddy does
I noticed several pale-faced men,
with thick black beards hanging off their chins
And when I asked him, all my daddy could do was shrug
Chorus
Alternate rules he had to learn
But my old man, didn’t complain
Burning hair from his face, was just another hoop for him
I recall his deep resolve,
Swallowed hard to keep that job
Small surrender for the good of his family
Chorus
Said I salute you; your sacrifice was not in vain
I salute you; your sacrifice
was not in
Va-a-ain, No-o-o-o-ot in vain
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Hey! Pick Up The Phone
02:58
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Hey, pick up the phone
I am calling, to tell you that I love you
Hey, pick up the phone
Call me back child, so we can be alone
We met on a Tuesday at that teashop, on High St.
Stepped inside to get out of the rain
My eyes came across your face
The Earth seemed to slow it’s pace
And I heard the angels sing:
“Gotta get her number”
Ooh wee “I’m hit!” and going down quick
Won’t you throw me a life preserver?
Swear, I’m not some lunatic
She gave me a shy smile
I asked if I could dial
Her 10 digits - everyday
For the rest of my life
Chorus
A text cannot convey the sincerity of my tone
Email isn’t any better; I need to purr into the phone
I wanna know your stories girl, faster than you can type
Let me hear your accent, this is more than love at first sight
The rain has stopped; we should take a stroll
So call me back, I really need to know
Why I’m so drawn to you
I can’t get you outta my mind
It’s like adrenaline; I am floating in,
Upside down, walk on the ceiling.
Swollen heart, catch my breath, waiting on this ring in my ear
Chorus
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5. |
It Escapes Me
04:01
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I’ve been trying to explain myself
To prove a point; not a period,
More like an ellipsis
That begs you to listen
And promises something more to come
Over cold black coffee, I can’t shut up
The words jump from my mouth
And miss the cup
Bounce on the floor like fruit
Bruised and begging you to listen
I’m not confused, but it escapes me
I can’t remember, ‘cause it escapes me
I can’t show, what I used to know
I can’t flow how I used to flow
Please be patient, ‘cause it escapes me
Wring my hands, trying to squeeze out reason
There was a time when the answers flocked around me
But how cool is quiz show clever, when cool has now turned cold
A black cat creeping, under the fence and out of the yard, gone
Chorus
Now I remember… commanding… my words like a sorcerer
Could it be karma… that I now wrestle… to string my words together
Trying to keep it together
Chorus
I can’t show, what I used to know
I can’t flow how I used to flow
Please be patient, ‘cause it escapes me
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6. |
The Summer Tune
03:46
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Me and you
Found a love so true
Head in the clouds, dreaming out loud
For you I’ll lasso the moon
And sing a summer tune
It goes like…
Ba-da-da-da-da-da / ba da da da da da X 2
Me and you
Peaks and valleys paved for two
We pedal to Lover’s park
Lightning bugs float in the dark
Eyes adjust to the light
Laughter is our song tonight
We sound like…
Chorus
You plus me
Hand-in-hand, carefree
We lose track of time
And only drink good wine
Gaze into my eyes
Heart open wide
You and me
Sunrise by the sea
We face the changing tide
As the leaves lose their shine
Tonight underneath the moon
Let us sing our summer tune
It goes like…
Chorus x 2
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7. |
Amazing Grace
03:08
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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I am found
Was blind, but now I see
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I am found
Was blind, but now I see
Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come
It’s grace that brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home
When we’ve been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we first begun
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I am found
Was blind, but now I see
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Damond Moodie Oakland, California
Based in Oakland, CA, Damond Moodie writes, records and performs soulful folk songs for the Bay Area wide. Armed with a funky percussive acoustic guitar and a clear, big sky voice over the urban cityscape, his intention is to sing passionate stories of depth and grace, to you. ... more
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