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A Time Of Asking
04:00
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A Time of Asking
I’ll travel many lands before I’m over
I will go o’er many seas
I’ll not yet close my roving days of ramble
‘Til I see what I must see
But before I go my way to forgotten lands
And leave behind me fragments of a broken sand
I’ve got to find out if you really understand
I may be wrong anyhow
Now it’s not a fleeting memory I’m holding
It is one that I’ll not lose
But before I go and leave this town behind me
Let me know why I’m refused
Is there someone that you think is more in need than I
Someone else that you might rather lie beside
Is he the only one for whom you heart will cry
Or am I wrong about it all
Now I know that over yonder hill is waiting
I must see the other side
My duffle packed with memories I’m saving
Should I stay, I can’t decide
But if you would speak to me a kindly word or two
Perhaps I’d settle down and try to start anew
But maybe then again my rambiln’ days are never through
‘Cause after all I could be wrong
For this feeling that I hold may not be always
I may only care for now
But I know I’d like to feel your warmth beside me
Next to mine, through any hour
I’ve been waiting ‘round to hear the words I wish to know
But if you will not say them then I’ll have to go
It’s up to you to tell me if the answer’s yes or no
Am I right or am I wrong
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2. |
After All The Hours
03:36
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After All The Hours
After all the hours in the moonlight
Crowded shadows fade to the morn
That’s when I’m thinkin’ about my baby
When she’s gone and left me alone
Thinkin’ about the beauty of her body
Layin’ there so warm at my side
There just for me and my longin’;
There for the thirst in my mind
Seems like I just can’t see this
Thing that’s come over me
It’s nothin’ I can make sense of
Confused about my circumstances
When she’s gone I’ve been betrayed
I shouldn’t have to feel this way
I hope she won’t be late again tonight
I feel her tremble when I love her
She sighs with passion in my ear
Then I return to where I came from
Thanking someone for her so dear
She comes to me in the moonlight
Stays ‘till the shadows fade to morn
‘Till night I’m thinkin’ about my baby
When she returns for evermore
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3. |
Bimini Jim
04:56
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Bimini Jim
Met him in a cantina when the moon was half full
And the surf jumpin’ high from the sea
He was tellin’ some gringos the right lures to use
Where all the best fishin’ might be
He had a grin like a Cheshire, a glint in his eye
Spinnin’ stories ‘bout where he’d once been
Got a tan like an outdated Coppertone ad
And we all called him Bimini Jim
Bimini Jim, where have you been
Has Roger kept you waitin’ around
You’ve been into the rum you old son of a gun
Ain’t there nothin’ left to do in this town
Now Jimmy was born quite a long time ago
In Cat Cay off South Bimini Isle
He was raised chasin’ marlin for the tourists
He’d string up their lines with his incredible style
He’d tie a twist ‘round his toe like his grandma had done
Wrap it over, ’round and under and in
Slip it inside and out and pull it tight as a drum
“Now that’s the Bimini Twist” would say Jim
Jimmy left the Bahamas, it’s been twelve years or more
Now he’s known from Limon to Tambor
And he cracked up his boat, since then he’s been broke
He just can’t chase those marlin no more
But you give him some time and a bottle of wine
A cerbeza or a jigger of gin
You’ll soon see that now famous Bimini Twist
From that infamous Bimini Jim
Now I suppose you’ve been wondering who this Roger guy is
Who always keeps Jim waitin’ ‘round
He’s just got an old truck and sometimes he used to
Bring old Jim down to town
Then we’d all grab a bottle, a hoot and a holler
Swap stories ‘bout where we’d all been
Now all I got left is this Coppertone ad
And this song about Bimini Jim
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4. |
But You're Blind
04:34
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But You’re Blind
Sometimes I hurt you, I’ve caused you to cry
You rescued my secrets, and captured my lies
When I am wrong you are there at my side
And I wonder and worry that one day will come
When you’ll see, but you’re blind
You hollow my sorrows each moment you laugh
Those shadows and silhouettes still haunting my past
You are my reason, my courage, my friend
And I wonder and worry that one day will come
When you’ll see, but you’re blind
You know me, and show me, what true love means
Your beauty, I am but a pebble in your stream
Love finds you, then blinds you, just don’t seem fair
Why won’t it open your eyes
They say love’s a blessing, forever divine
I’ve revealed my weaknesses; you cast them aside
You’d give your life for me; I’d give you mine
And I wonder and worry that one day will come
When you’ll see, but you’re blind
For time everlasting, you’ve conquered my soul
You’ve witnessed my failures; I’ve never seen yours
I write the songs, you’re my rhythm, my rhyme
And I wonder and worry that one day will come
When you’ll see, but you’re blind
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5. |
The Mingling Crowd
04:42
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The Mingling Crowd
How high can you fly with no wings on your body
No feathers to don golden skin
And where could you go with no sense of direction
No meaning and no place to go
You may arrive,
But don’t feel that someone is waiting
Just ask anyone if they’ll take you along
Then go follow the mingling crowd
Try disappearing behind someone’s shadow
In the mist of a fortune of night
And hide from the wisdom of the courage of cowards
Who wait for tomorrow to strike
Alone just with time
That leaves you to kindle an ember
And then as you’re warming a teardrop of longing
Remember the mingling crowd
Why must they doubt, someone who needs them
Someone who tried to forsee,
Won’t someone answer me
The tension is breaking, relieving the aching
And the knowledge of nothing is sin
Let go of your mind and just drift as the wind blows
Then float through the air as a dream
You may be high
But the ground may also be reaching
In falling beware of a rustling below
It might be the mingling crowd
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6. |
Be Free In Believing
02:31
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Be Free in Believing
On the eve of the twenty fifth day of December
a young Jewish baby was born
And they looked for the manger, the one where He laid
and they looked for the clothing He’d worn
They looked for the stables where donkeys were tied
and the inn where His life had begun
And they’ve searched high and low for His mammy and daddy
for Mary and Joseph her man
They flock to the setting where Bethlehem lays
each year through the sun and the rain
And the look once again for the baby and pray
He’ll be born as a King once again
Still the baby’s been gone for these years which are many
though His memory still lingers on
But it’s good for the mind to be free in believing
each winter when Christmas time comes
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7. |
A Simple Kind of Man
03:14
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A Simple Kind of Man
I am just a simple man just tryin’ to get by
I’m really not that complicated, I’m an ordinary guy
But this old world has passed me over they don’t know who I am
I’m just an ordinary, simple kind of man
Been twenty years since I wore shoes, the city’s not for me
I know to only trust my wife and that lunch is never free
I try to bring a smile to someone every chance I can
That’s been the plan for just a simple kind of man
And I still play acoustic; my hair is much too long
I still drive a real old car ‘cause it’s never let me down
I almost got me famous once but that’s not who I am
I’m just an ordinary, simple kind of man
I’ve been all around the world but always end up home
My family, who are all my friends are scattered ‘round the globe
And Jesus gave me freedom, he also gave me Fran
I understand, I’m just a simple kind of man
Yes I am just a simple man, just tryin’ to get by
I’m really not that complicated, I’m an ordinary guy
Still God and me got some work to do to find out where we stand
I’m in his hands, I’m just a simple kind of man
Jesus gave me freedom, he also gave me Fran
I understand, I’m just a simple kind of man
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8. |
Doghouse Blues
03:55
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Doghouse Blues
Life has started gettin’ me down,
Feel those bad times comin’ around
Got to work a little late today
Boss said “Son, I gotta dock your pay”
Go back home tell the wife “I’m tired
And I hit the foreman, I got fired”
Now I’ll be in the doghouse
‘Till a week of Tuesdays gone
Wake up dog, move over
Lord knows that I’m blue
My life sure got crowded
Since I moved in here with you
Out all night, guess I didn’t call home
Got so drunk I couldn’t work the phone
Seems I stole my best friend’s car
And drove it half way though my mother-in-law’s yard
She got mad there was hell to pay
She beat me up, I had to crawl away
Now I’ll be in the doghouse
‘Till a week of Tuesdays gone
Went to the bar with some good old boys
Watchin’ those dollies shake their toys
I asked the name of this cute little number
Said, “Hi, I’m Bruce”, kinda makes you wonder
Doctor say can I be saved
And if I’m not blue, will I be gay?
Will I be in the doghouse
‘Till a week of Tuesdays gone?
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9. |
Lady, Lovely Lady
03:34
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Lady, Lovely Lady
Lady, lovely lady, the memories you gave me
The sadness that we shared, the laughter that we dared
Seems so long ago
Lady, lovely lady, you think that one day maybe
You might hear my song, and you might sing along
In your special harmony
And with each morning dawn
When I arise, I need you near me
For in my dreams I’ve seen you clearly
Your sadness and your smile, I’d love to see you
Lady, lovely lady, imagining you waiting
I’ll drink your tears of joy and hold you close once more
My lovely lady you, lovely lady
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10. |
Only A Shadow
03:06
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Only a Shadow
A seemingly tired but gamely shadow
crossed my slumbered path today
In the waning form of someone that I knew
And in soft but fragrant mellow tones
that barely whispered to my ear
The shadow seemed to me, to be like you
When it asked me of my goal in life and what I planned to be
Or if I first must find out who I am
My mind was stung by memories, for you had said the same
And even you had tried to understand
And as we softly dangled in a conversation long
The passersby would stop, and on me frown
To them it seemed unlikely that a young man on his own
Would talk before a shadow on the ground
Now although it sounds absurd for me to feel that you might be
Some uncasted murky shade of early night
At some time in our troubles disregarding where we are
Our minds will tend to drift beyond our sight
And if ever on your travels be it one day soon to fall
A hastened shadow seems to call upon your way
Please don’t try to shun his presence, bend an ear and listen long
For the shadow may have something else to say
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11. |
The Field Where I Wander
03:06
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The Field Where I Wander
As the warm dewdrops hoverin’
O’er the glen where the meadows lay
And the soft sound calls
And the whispered moments fade away
And the field where I wander
With my mind so bent with shame
For the sorrow caused
From the night before
I held the blame
Why did I linger at your side
Why did I not leave you to hide
For the leaves from the maple falling
As the tears that had run that night
For the stars had twinkled
And the moon was bashful with delight
I held the longing
While you held the fire
And the evening waned
As the moon would tear me from your side
Now as I wander
Now as I go
I hope you will remember
I love you
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12. |
Tongue Tied
04:51
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Tongue Tied
Great day, which way, let’s pray, on the railway
Say when, once again, with a big grin, and let the dog in
My town, big bloodhound, but don’t frown, or ever be drowned
When I think of you I get so tongue-tied
Can’t find the words I need to tell you things like
Nice smile, you got great style, an old phone dial, in a junk pile
Late night, it was out of sight, lost a bar fight, she had a great right
Tooth floss, such a low cost, try the hot sauce, why don’t you get lost
You’re fine, hit the rewind, and I don’t mind, shorter hemlines
Night dreams, day dreams, have a wet dream, and tons of ice cream
Can’t bend, can I get an amen, got some loose ends, like an old man
Don’t fear, they won’t hear, have a cold beer, life is too queer
Deep sin, violin, you’re all in, with a big grin
I made bail; it’s a sad tale, got an email, said I can’t fail
Makes sense, in the past tense, I’m like a wood fence, it’s just a pretence
Large feet, I can’t eat, it’s a dark street, push the delete
Fried rice, or was it head lice, can’t always be nice, and never think twice
Long life, got a great wife, havin’ no strife, wash the bread knife
Small talk, got a pet rock, and the shock jock, is really Goldilocks
Road rage, saw the Bird Cage, turned a new page, found a lost wage
True blue, like a church pew, time to renew, and have a pee you
Big dogs, ground hogs, I’m in a dense fog, smell the burnt logs
A bright sky, hold your head high, remember don’t cry,
when you’re tongue tied
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Roland Digh British Columbia
A British writer now living on Vancouver Island. Loves writing songs in different genres and hearing them through other artists. After playing on six continents in some fifty-eight countries he is settling down to write another album.
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