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Black Hills
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In these hills there is a power you will never understand
you can carve your politicians faces in the land
but the earth is too strong to be stained by mortal man
Black Hills
I went down to the rez and saw our country's greatest shame
the cardboard shacks and broken glass of my people stripped of home and name
but the heart of these great warriors nothing you can do will change
Black Hills
at wounded knee I felt the force of thousands of brave souls
martyrs with no statues to them anonymous this hill they hold
biding their time in silence until their drums again will roll
Black Hills
it is in the darkness of their eyes that men get lost
the quest for gold can not out weigh the quest for truth without a cost
protect us oh Great Spirit help us seek the shining star
Listen to the heart
there is only one heart
we are all related
listen to the heart
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River of Money
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I look at this river
I see beauty and light
I see people with picnics
I see herons in flight
they look at the same thing
they look at this river
they see money, money, money, money
I look at this river
I see childhood memories
imagine tribes who came before
I see history
they look at the same thing
they look at this river
they see money, money, money, money
money radiating, money multiplying
if stocks are climbing, who cares who is dying
we gather together
we shout and we fight
we meet to write letters
keep our eyes on the prize
we look at this river
we see wealth, we see strife
we look at this river
we see water is life
they look at the same thing
they look at this river
they see money, money, money, money
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Every Time
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These Nameless Streets
04:29
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you took Johnny Walker red instead of a flashlight
on your walk down memory lane
and now you wonder why the pain is all that's left for your efforts
and why nothing can dull the shame
of the stain that you left on her white sheets
and the memory of your walk down her street
going anyplace in the world but home
these nameless streets
they don't seem to lead anyplace but back
trying to get out of town
you can't keep your feet so you go back
or you go down
the streets don't have names in this place for a reason
and their numbers don't add up to anything worth repeating
so you turned the car and you left town
thinking you'd be gone for good and you would have been
if the nightmares would have remained on those nameless streets
but they followed when you tried to leave
these nameless streets
they don't seem to lead anyplace but back
trying to get out of town
you can't keep your feet so you go back
or you go down
how far are you willing to go these days?
you used to go all the way
but it's a long way down memory lane
and there's no one left to take you back
Now johnny walker's left you for dead
and you're stuck down memory lane
with only the nightmares that you carried around
and there is no help to be found in this place
the phones are all dead and there's led in the paint
and you've taken all that you can take
these nameless streets
they don't seem to lead anyplace but back
trying to get out of town
you can't keep your feet so you go back
or you go down
trying to get out of town
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New York Town
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Real Life
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Real Life
I tried to sing for the camera
I thought I was narcissist enough
but all I saw was my own face
and realized how boring that was
I thought that singing was my job
though I never got paid very much
I watched the comments scroll along
to try to make it less dull
feeling stupid, looking worse
sounding bad, feel like a jerk
I want real life, I miss real people
I can’t feel life on this stupid, smart device
I got my ballot in the mail
it looked like the Iowa test
flash back to number two pencils
and a dirty, battered desk
I want to see my neighbors waiting
get a sticker when I vote
when I slide my ballot in
I want everyone to know
feeling stupid, seeing worse
smelling bad, feel like a jerk
I want real life, I miss real people
I can’t feel life on this stupid piece of paper
I want to hear the clink of glasses
can I buy the next round?
we’ll get good and liquored up
then we’ll stagger out of town
but here in my room I realize
everything is gonna be fine
the way we work together
is by being alone this time
feeling stupid, seeing worse
but in this mask I’m not a jerk
I want real life, I miss real people
I can’t feel life but I’ll keep trying
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Only Sky (Olympic mix)
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Coffee, Cocaine, Bed
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Fingerprints
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Water Is Life
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Water Is Life
intro: E B E B
A E
someone’s ashes floating down the river
A B
lamp light twinkling in the dawn twilight
A E
water tossed around an ancient tree
A B
monkeys on the wires, crows in flight
A E
candles burning on the temple stairs
A B
marigold petals everywhere
A C#m
a young woman kneels by the bank to wash her hair
B E
as a young man dreams of her somewhere
E B
water is life. the river never stops
E B
water is life, the river it lives on
C#m B A
water is life, the river is us and we are it
A B E
celebrate the river with a song
as we sing and dance one dog mounts another
puppies will come, and play along these banks
before she does her washing a woman kneels in prayer
another woman sets up to sell juice she squeezes there
water is life. the river never stops
water is life, the river it lives on
water is life, the river is us and we are it
celebrate the river with a song
G#m C#m
this river came from high on the Tibetan plain
A B
it will flow to India and to the ocean make its way
G#m C#m A
someone in America may swim in water from this place
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Don't Give Up
05:16
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All I want is peace for Christmas
Cause peace will bring my daddy back home to me
Since daddy went to war our home just ain’t home no more
Peace will bring my daddy back home to me
Dear Santa Claus
All I want is peace for Christmas
Cause peace will bring my daddy back home to me
Don’t want no toys this year, or Christmas songs of cheer
Just mama and daddy kissin underneath the miseltoe
Dear Jesus
All I want is peace for Christmas
Cause peace will bring my daddy back home to me
Please answer this one prayer, bring daddy safely here
So we can have a family Christmas
Dear Mr. President
All I want is peace for Christmas
Cause peace will bring my daddy back home to me
You say I should be proud, you say I must be brave
But all I want is daddy home on Chrismas day.
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Ballad Of Patrick Conlon
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Fred Gillen Jr Athens, New York
NYFA grant recipient Fred Gillen Jr has released 12 solo albums, and 6 ep’s, has toured all over the U.S. and Europe solo, and Nepal/ India with Greenheart. His songs have been on ABC's "All My Children," NPR's "Car Talk," CMJ, and his version of Woody Guthrie's "I Ain't Got No Home" was featured on Pete Seeger's "Pete Remembers Woody." He is also a founding member of THE TRIKE rock trio. ... more
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