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Educated
03:13
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When they come for you
You best believe that they’re coming for me too
That’s the way they planned it
What a fool I’ve been
Thrown myself under every bus
Just to end up back where I started
But I was just a kid
Playing with a knife
It was an attempt
At an exciting life
And I was just a boy
Wearing funny clothes
Anything at all to lose control
I was born in the backwoods
Tried to change the way
I pronounce my words
A failed attempt to sound educated
And what a fool I’ve been
Somehow I never learned to swim
Now here I am, stuck in the deep end
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2. |
Virtue
02:55
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I ain’t been sleeping good
And all the bad shit in my brain
It’s been bleeding me bare
And I don’t wanna change
The wind is kicking in my ribs
And I don’t care
If I’m not back tomorrow
Won’t you please be concerned?
I’m just practicing my sorrow
Like it’s another virtue that I’ve earned
I watched my heroes cry
Until there wasn’t any salt
Left to drain
And I don’t wanna die
I’ve been kicking in my teeth
That old familiar pain
If I’m not back by nightfall
You’d better sound the alarm
I’m just working on my downfall
Like it’s another tractor in my barn
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3. |
Familiar Bridge
02:57
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I sit alone in somebody else’s home
It’s just a place I lay my head
The stars come out in record amount
Looks like another day is dead
Don’t shed a tear for me
I keep good company
The ghosts of everything I did
Don’t think you owe me one
Buddy, what’s done is done
Water under a familiar bridge
Most nights I try to write
Beneath artificial yellow light
The creek roaring in my head
I hear the coyote pack
Double check that my door is latched
And go to sleep in somebody else’s bed
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4. |
Shotgun
03:00
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There’s a shotgun in my head
Aimed right behind my eyes
And it means to kill me dead
But with the moon you know I’ll rise
There’s a dancer in my heart
Her legs have been torn apart
She was always my sweetest friend
I just know she’s gonna dance again
I can still hear you calling
“Nothing’s gonna bring me down”
The stars in our eyes are falling
In the morning I’ll be back around
I can still hear you calling
“Nothing’s gonna bring me down”
The stars in our eyes are falling
I let the music bring me back around
There’s a raven in my eyes
She’s always been the one
When I’m weak, she’s my big surprise
She’ll be there when I’m finally done
And there’s a shotgun in my head
Aimed right behind my eyes
And it means to kill me dead
With the moon you know I’ll rise
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5. |
Queen of Diamonds
02:47
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She’s the Queen of Diamonds
And I’m just another broken heart
She’s out there waiting
And I don’t know where to start
How do you find something so pure?
A love divine, future secure
I guess I was knocking at the wrong door
She’s a blooming lily
And I’m just an old sticker bush
She’s a blinking button
That I cannot seem to push
How do you find something so free?
An open mind, unusual to me
I guess I was barking up the wrong tree
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6. |
Restless Spirit
02:54
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I’m the pile of bones
In the bed of the creek
And I’m the hungry ghost
You don’t dare to feed
And I’m just down here in it
And I’m just another restless spirit
I’m the smoking gun
In a distant land
Proof of what you’ve done
Shaking in your hand
And I didn’t come here to tell ya
And I know it seems way too familiar
I’m the inside joke
You’ve been dying to get
Something so wild broke
Now you’ve become the pet
And I’m just a labor of love
And I’m a golden gift from above
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7. |
Telecaster
03:36
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I’ve been barely holding on
Using only my brain and brawn
But it ain’t gonna change how I feel
I can play 300 shows
Back to back in a fucking row
And it ain’t gonna get me a deal
And I don’t wanna be home no more
And I don’t always want to be on tour
With a telecaster in my hand
Get your ass back in the van
All the big shots trying half as hard
They’re gonna make it twice as far
As me and my country loving boys
And I just want my songs to stand
At least somewhat of a chance
Before my ambition gets destroyed
And I don’t wanna be home no more
And I don’t always wanna be on tour
With a telecaster in my hand
Get my ass back in the van
I’ve been barely holding on
To the telecaster in my hand
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8. |
Paradise
03:05
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Sold you all paradise
Sitting beside a pretty blonde girl in a fast car
Now I just feel so paralyzed
Kept moving west in search of a bigger star
Took way too long to realize
Home is above exactly where you are
How many beers to harmonize?
Spilled my guts in a million shitty bars
And I don’t wanna feel like that again
I don’t wanna feel
Took way too long to make it end
I don’t wanna feel like that again
They sold it as a country mile
It keeps getting longer all the time
Sit down and talk a while
Let your burdens become mine
And smile like a crocodile
Dare them to cross that fuckin’ line
It’s never going out of style
Hurtin’ others is too lucrative a crime
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9. |
Bucket and the Boot
03:21
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I’m the sinner and the son
Raising hell when the work is done
You may expect I have regret
But I won’t be needing none
I”m the sinner and the son
I’m the water and the wine
Staying clean come toasting time
Half my life I drank to die
Now my throat it remains dry
I’m the water and the wine
I’m the bucket and the boot
One day I’m gonna kick it to the moon
In my mind I’m feeling fine
But I know the reaper’s coming soon
I’m the bucket and the boot
I’m the hunter and the prey
Pretty soon will come the day
That the curse it gets reversed
You’ll lay those flowers on my grave
I’m the hunter and the prey
I’m the sinner and the son
I’m the water and the wine
I’m the bucket and the boot
I’m the bucket and the boot
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10. |
The Blues
03:05
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Ring of smoke in my mirror
I don’t want to burn alive
What was I thinking, lost daydreaming
That I could finally be alright
They all gathered in their basements
The boys are gonna teach you the blues
But I’ve been learning since I’ve been breathing
I could show you a trick or two
Sliver of sunlight in the morning
Tries to melt away my bones
Why was I running, always towards nothing
Swimming with a pocket full of stones
I let the moonlight bring my baby
Down the mountain, back to me
I’m always wanting all her loving
It gets me higher than the trees
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11. |
Silver Tongue
03:27
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It’s a shock to the system
Can’t undo what has been done
And I’ve been working on my promises
Broken-horned and silver-tongued
It’s an arrow in a target
Maybe a knife in the back
And I’ve been chewing on my punishment
Like it’s a welcomed snack
So wipe that smile from your conscious
And punch your brother in the gut
What kind of shit you been reading
Made you think you’d be enough?
Is there champagne up in heaven
Or just a plate slid through a cell?
I don’t know how I’m supposed to make it
If I can’t raise a little hell
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Tucker Riggleman & The Cheap Dates Morgantown, West Virginia
“Musically, 'Shotgun' sounds like the result of Steve Earle hopping on stage with Big Star in a dimly lit dive bar with a
healthy dose of early Old 97’s. Riggleman’s voice rings with a prophetic honesty over overdriven guitar chords. The song’s mid-tempo lilt sounds like the open road."
— Glide Magazine
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