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Mulberry Soul

by Mulberry Soul

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1.
Lincoln Town 04:45
Take em all to Lincoln Town Ride em hard and drive em down Take their bones and lay them on the pyre Stolen Stock and a 45 That's how he stayed alive In that old Lincoln county war Those were the days When Battle raged Down in New Mexicoooooo The sun would go down As they rode into town Out in New Mexico Buckshot Roberts at blazers mill Shot old Brewer and Bowdre too Took ten men to finally bring him down Jimmy Dolan and old McSween Fought like devils hell they were mean Set his whole house and store on fire Those were the days When battle raged Down in New Mexicoooooo Those were the days When heroes were made Out in new mexicoooooo Pat garret that Sheriff and I Through the deserts we used to ride Now that dirt-bag is tracking down his hide Oh Bill slipped the chains that had him tied He shot the guards and then did ride Never to come back home again Those were the days When Battle raged Down in New Mexicoooooo The sun would go down As they rode into town Out in New Mexico Take em all to Lincoln Town Ride em hard and drive em down Take their bones and lay them on the pyre With a butchers knife and a '45 That's how The Kid would die, Shot down by the sheriff at his side Those were the days When battle raged Down in New Mexico Those were the days when heroes were made Out in New Mexico
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Oh you said you wanted my baby Said you wanted to be my wife Susanna don’t you tell me Tell me no more lies Thought you were my darling Though you were so fine Thought that when I kissed you That you would be mine Susanna in the valley Susanna up on high Susanna on the hillside Running for your life One day they took me Off to fight their war Never for to see you Or hear your voice no more Wished I had the time Or the peace of mind To tell you that I loved you Susanna don’t you cry Susanna in the valley Susanna up on high Susanna on the hillside Running for your life Could have brought you flowers Would have worked two jobs Just to keep you safe From that wicked preachers knife He thought it was his baby When you showed a sign Tried to have you killed For a child that was mine Susanna in the valley Susanna up on high Susanna on the hillside Running for her life Had to swim for safety Across that river wide Now you are a running A running for your life Someday I hope you’ll find me Sitting' in a big arm chair Coming across that hillside With flowers in your hair Susanna in the valley Susanna up on high Susanna on the hillside Running for your life
3.
Harlem Blues 03:39
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What can I do to absorb your pain? My river runs deep, I could take it in. Then you could float by, peace like a river You could move on to love again. I did it all wrong, my luck ran out. My heart a well, but you filled it in. You gave it your all, and it left you dry. That peaceful river now miles out. Peace like a river flows for you, but miles out. Two months gone by and it don't get better. Sorrow past is sorrow now. The road is long, uncertainty near. And I don't know what's on my path.
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Sun comin' up sun going down sun comin' up sun going down and we're playing music 'till the break of dawn nowhere to be, here is my home we've come so far, just to be free so live and let live and that’s the way to be oh daybreak bathing in the sunlight oh moonrise shining in the great sky smiles in the early morning birds begin to call singing in the breeze while we're singing in the trees see through the smoky haze playing in a perfect daze rising up through our hearts, music cant pull us apart sun comin' up sun going down sun comin' up sun going down playin' music 'till the break of dawn no where to be, here is my home we've come so far, just to be free so live and let live and that’s the way to be oh daybreak bathing in the sunlight oh moonrise shining in the great sky life's to short to sleep so give us the strength to weep tears of joy will fall let your love grow tall remember what you do is not just about you go gentle upon this earth and begin the great rebirth
6.
Shed 06:42
Hiking up that run to our shed Hiking up that run to our shed We've gotta get moving, gotta get ourselves to bed Hiking up that run to our shed OHHH it’s cold and crunchy A long time till we're toasty When the stove starts glowing and the pipe is creaking We remove our clothes and our skin starts peaking The drifts are higher than the night before Can't wait till we shut the door We'll find a lighter in the dark of the night Light the lantern and it’ll grow bright OHHH it’s cold and crunchy A long time till we're toasty When the stove starts glowing and the pipe is creaking We remove our clothes and our skin starts peaking The full moon lights the way almost better than day The roots of the trees suggest we stay Near the place we were born and raised Near the pastures where horses graze Chopping block, axe and a load of wood Makes a Sunday morning feel real good Locust is dense and burns so nice Burns hot enough to melt the ice OHHH it’s cold and crunchy A long time till we're toasty When the stove starts glowing and the pipe is creaking We remove our clothes and our skin starts peaking Walking over the bridge in the heavy dark Creatures running leaving their mark Tree tops creaking in the heavy breeze We are one among the trees Hiking up that run to our shed Hiking up that run to our shed We've gotta get moving, gotta get ourselves to bed Hiking up that run to our shed
7.
Mulberry Jam 04:58
Mulberry sage, tree of the age My feet they are stained with the earth and the rain Climb up the tree, and then you can see Deep down inside you can find your own key Show me the way, I ain't got no way I ain't got no way to say Or any words to pray Mulberry Kind Shadows and signs Purple is the color of my souls fire Follow your path, listen to the wind Under this tree, there is no end Show me the way, I ain't got no way I ain't got no way to say Or any words to pray
8.
Well I asked for Pappy Johnson, and they told me he was dead I asked just who done it, but they looked at me and stared I don't remember, what I did last night My head is pounding, and I woke up with that fright Oh Pappy Johnson, who done took your life I saw the village doctor, and he looked me in the eye he asked me what had happened, why the innocent had died I don't remember, what I did last night My head is pounding, and I woke up with that fright Oh Pappy Johnson, who done took your life Well I saw Gavin Farrel, he's the owner of the pub he told me that they shot him, left him face down in the mud I don't remember, what I did last night My head is pounding, and I woke up with that fright Oh Pappy Johnson, who done took your life And then I saw the Sheriff and I asked him if he knew, He looked at me and said, "Jimmy, I believe it was you!" I don't remember, what I did last night My head is pounding, and I woke up with that fright Oh Pappy Johnson.... I done took your life.
9.
I have no wisdom, I have no soul Just this old banjo, and a pile of hopes The days of wonder, oh they have gone, So take me down to the wilding grove The setting sun foretells the days to come Soft winds whisper, to the beating of the drums, A man who left, his heart back home, Can never feel, so damn alone It's not what, but how and when I woke up, and never am The peace has broken upon my heart Upon this earth, I've left my mark I fly from home with such abandon My saving grace, I’ll never know It's just me, and this old banjo, So take me down to the wilding grove.
10.
On cloudy days my cloudy mind is feeling so confused Got a list a mile long, don’t know what to do Went to the garden, got down on my knees Put my hands in the soil, said hello to the bees People are harder than the weather, and the weathers hard enough In times like these, the world demands we really show the stuff That we are made of, we are made of, we are made of All I want is a bit of earth and a fire to keep me warm And to feel like I have done some good, when the day is done People are harder than the weather, and the weathers hard enough In times like these, the world demands we really show the stuff That we are made of, we are made of, we are made of

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released May 20, 2016

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Mulberry Soul Naples, New York

From deep in the hills of the Finger Lakes, Mulberry Soul blends a progressive cocktail of bluegrass, folk, and old time music.

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