1. |
Truckee to Kentucky
03:38
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I'm gonna write a song about my life.
And play it really nice.
And sing that song from Truckee to Kentucky and back again.
May 15th of '89
I was born in a forest of pine.
Only thing a then that I knew
Was how the Tahoe wind blew.
And how that sun burnt my face
With my daddy by the lake.
I didn't see that lake no more
Until the day I turned 24.
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky and then back again.
I've been here before, but I just can't remember when.
Like my heart knew where the stars were when I came into this world;
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky when I was a little girl.
I grew up just a little girl on a farm,
Playing in tires doing flips to break my arm.
Singing songs with the family,
Hanging from ropes in the apple tree.
Then a nice young man he wanted marry me,
We'd stomp in creeks and start a family.
But something inside of me just wouldn't let that be
I had to go out west, I had to go fly free.
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky and then back again.
I've been here before, but I just can't remember when.
Like my heart knew where the stars were when I came into this world;
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky when I was a little girl.
Then I was 25
High on cliffs and feeling alive.
Drank myself sober, danced myself clean
All amongst the evergreens.
Then I was 28
Playing guitar and staying up late.
I don't know where I'll settle down
So I keep on travelling from town to town.
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky and then back again.
I've been here before, but I just can't remember when.
Like my heart knew where the stars were when I came into this world;
I moved from Truckee to Kentucky when I was a little girl.
I spent five years going from Truckee to Kentucky
Kentucky back to Truckee and then back again.
By train, by plane, by car, Lord it's very far
From Truckee to Kentucky then back again.
Now I'm feeling fine at 29
Just have a few more lines
Yes, I'm feeling fine at 29
Just can't be wasting more time.
Yes, I'm feeling fine at 29
Just have a few more lines
And I'll keep adding lines as time goes by,
But for now, this is my song.
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2. |
Don't Wanna
03:29
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I don't wanna go away again.
Don't wanna drive away from my family and my friends.
Just wanna gather 'em all around,
Drink this whiskey down,
Oh yeah, I don't wanna go away again.
I don't wanna give away in bags
The last traces of some memories that I have.
But things have to fade away
To make room for today
Still I don't wanna give away the memories of my friends.
Sometimes it's nice to have a cry
And remember that at any time we could die.
So we should soak up love today
And make music all the way
And that's why I don't wanna leave my home again.
I don't wanna pack up and say goodbye.
No, it feels like I was just in saying hi
I've already left my lover, and now I'm leaving my brother!
I don't really wanna leave him again.
I don't wanna go away again.
No, I really don't wanna go away again!
But if I'd never gone away, I wouldn't be myself today.
But do I really need to do it all again?
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3. |
Future's Gold
03:57
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How's everyone do it, go to work everyday?
They say we're a free country, but we sure act like slaves.
Gotta go to work, we gotta pay off our cars,
But we've run out of time just to pick our guitars.
Drink beer and whiskey to forget about the day,
Complain to someone 'round us, but keep doing it anyway.
You say, "You don't understand, they're all depending on me,"
But while your caught up in the money, someone's raising your family.
While you're a thinking about what the future holds,
Thinking 'bout the future's gold.
Who knows what the future holds?
I know it is today!
Now we've gone on and elected our next president
On the basis we'll all keep our jobs so we can pay our rent.
The more mindless, the better, don't wanna work very hard,
Just wanna keep swiping this blue plastic card.
Who woulda thought a telephone would rule our lives?
Or that the internet would become a human right?
I know I'm not the only one thinking this way,
But I am the only one singing 'bout it in this house today.
Yeah, I'm a singing about what the future holds
Thinking about the future's goals
Who know's what the future holds?
I know it is today!
It's no wonder we've all got fat and hurt our wrists,
'Cause all we really ever do is push buttons and sit.
Speaking of which, I gotta write a paper, haven't gotten very far,
'Cause all I really wanna do is keep strumming and singing with this guitar.
Yeah I'm a singing about the future's goals,
Playing for the future's gold,
I know what the future holds
'Cause I'm singing today!
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4. |
These Old Boots
04:39
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These old boots, They go walking
Through the woods everyday.
These old boots they go walking, and they take my pain away.
They're taking me away from whatever torments me today.
Oh these worn out soles they help me go, help me get real far away
As I keep on walking
As I keep on walking
As I keep on walking
As I keep on walking, walking away.
These ole knees, they go walking through the woods everyday.
Oh they creek and crack, but they take me back to a simpler time and place
Where we walked around and cherished the ground and had a freedom of space.
Yeah, I get more free with each bend of my knee
as we're walking away
As I keep on walking
As I keep on walking
Talking to the trees, grateful for the air that I breathe
That keeps me walking.
These ole hips, they go swaying, through the woods everyday.
Oh they dip and twirl, hold up this ole girl and they take me to pray!
Where the forest sings and freedom rings!
Oh, these hips they help me forget, forget about the pain
As I'm walking away!
I'm walking away!
From all this pain
From all this hate
I'm walking away.
These old boots,
These ole knees,
These ole hips, oh set me free!
These old boots,
These old knees,
Oh these old hips set me, set me, set me, set me free as I'm walking away!
I'm walking away
I'm walking away, walking, walking, walking, I'm walking away
From all this pain
From all this hate
From whatever modern complications that we face.
I'm a walking away.
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5. |
Brutal Honesty
03:16
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Honey, I'm sorry, but I'm about to break your heart.
You can't do nothing 'bout it and I'm about to start.
You ain't done nothing neither and I know you'll fall apart,
But honey, I'm so sorry, I have to break your heart.
Well it's really unfair I have to compare you and him today.
He's the strongest, toughest bastard I've met to this day.
And what's more, he's hard working and he writes like Hemmingway,
So honey, I'm so sorry, we have to fade away.
Well I really do wish that I could kiss you with all my love.
You're so soft and sweet, my little turtle dove.
But this song, oh it feels like it was sent from up above,
So honey, I'm so sorry, I gotta say this to our love.
Honey, I'm sorry, but I'm about to break your heart.
You can't do nothing 'bout it and I'm about to start.
You ain't done nothing neither and I know you'll fall apart,
But honey, I'm so sorry, I have to break your heart.
But I don't wanna break your heart
I don't wanna break you heart.
Don't wanna break, don't wanna break, I don't wanna break your heart.
No I don't wanna break your heart
I don't wanna break your heart.
Don't wanna break, don't wanna break, I don't wanna break your heart.
But what I am supposed to do now that I've written this song about you?
Don't you you be so blue, there ain't nothing that you can do.
'Cause the heart will say what it way and I won't be the one to fight it
I'm sorry to say that this is the day, it's the day you're gonna be slighted.
When I say honey, I'm sorry, but I'm about to break your heart.
You can't do nothing 'bout it and I'm about to start.
You ain't done nothing neither and I know you'll fall apart,
But honey, I'm so sorry, I have to break your heart.
Well I said honey, I'm sorry, but I'm about to break your heart.
You can't do nothing 'bout it and I'm about to start.
You ain't done nothing neither and I know you'll fall apart,
But honey, I'm so sorry, I have to break...
I have to break....
Yes, I have to break your heart!
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6. |
I Want a Man
04:28
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I wanna man, I want me a strong man
I wanna man, I want me a sturdy man
I wanna man, I want me an honest man
Yes, a man, I want me a real, real man.
I wanna man, not 'cause I need one
I wanna man, not to make a me feel whole
I wanna man, not 'cause I can't live alone
But I want a man, to feel him hard and strong.
I want a man, not to come home to,
Though I can, see how that's nice.
I want a man, not 'cause I can't live without one.
But I want a man, 'cause I think it'd feel just right
To lay with my man in the sunshine
To dance with my man under the moon
Feel the warmth of my man when it's cold outside
And say to my man, "man look at all we've done."
I want a man who looks good chopping wood
I want a man who can throw him a bale of hay
I want a man who can live just fine without me
And I want a man who don't need no gate to feel safe
I wanna lay with my man in the sunshine
I want to dance with my man under the moon
Feel the warmth of my man when it's cold outside
And say to my man, "Man look at all we've done."
I wanna say to my man, "Man, look at all we've done."
I wanna man, I want me a strong man.
I wanna man, I want me a sturdy man.
I want a man, I want me an honest man.
I want a man, I want a real man.
But I left one.
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7. |
Daylight
02:32
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In the daylight,
oh that sunshine on my back
Oh it warms and takes me back
To a place when I was young
Oh that wind blows,
Oh a note that my soul knows
Oh it knows when it goes,
"La, la, la, la, la"
For my soul knows
what it means when the wind blows,
What it means when the rain falls,
Or the sun goes down.
When the rain falls
Pitter patter on the rooftop
It just makes me want to drop
Everything and settle down
For my soul knows
What is means when the wind blows
What it means when the rain falls
Or the sun goes down.
So I will go
With whatever my soul knows
For what else could I know?
I'm a baby to this world.
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8. |
It's Going Down
04:01
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The rich man rules
He makes our rules
His long term plan
Put more money in his hand.
He wants more
So he takes from the poor.
He don't give a damn
That we're running out of land.
Oh you ruin it with your games
You ruin it with your ways.
You ruin it, ruin it, ruin it.
Yeah we got one earth and you're going berserk on it
We don't have to do it this way
Well the earth is starting to cry
The oceans are rising, they're rising the tides
We've got storms they're brewing all around
We got all this shit, and all this shit's coming down.
Well it's getting crazy up in here
Yeah, the storm is coming pretty near
And we don't know what we're gonna do
I just know I wanna stay hear with you.
The water is starting to rise
Don't know whether we're safe inside.
The rain it keeps fallin' it keeps falling to the ground
No I don't want this ship to go down.
(Yodels)
Oh you ruin it with your games
You ruin it with your greedy ways
You ruin it, ruin it, ruin it
Yeah we got one earth and you're going berserk on it
We don't have to do it this way.
Well the earth is starting to cry
The oceans are rising, they're rising the tides
We've got storms they're brewing all around
We've got all this shit and all this shit's a coming down.
(Yodels)
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9. |
Doomed
01:38
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What will we do when they say that we're doomed?
What will we say when we all get washed away?
What will we do when they say that we're doomed?
Yeah, what will they say when we all fade away?
Well it's hard to hear so let's drink a beer
Hard not to say, "can it just please go away?"
It's hard not to wish we had someone to kiss
It's so damn hard to hear, is everybody just a gonna drink beer?
But then what will we do when we're crazy with booze?
Maybe we'll say, "Well, we're still doomed anyway."
Ain't there more here than just drinking beer
I wanna live my life. I'm putting up a fight.
I wanna shine my light.
Oh yeah, what will we do when they say that we're doomed?
What will we say when we all get washed away?
What will we do when they say that we're doomed?
Yeah, what will they say when we all fade away?
Fade away
Fade away
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10. |
Hippie at Heart
03:05
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I'm a hippie at heart
Though I changed my clothes and I even start
I started blow drying my hair
I got some shoes that I can't even wear over there,
But I'm a hippie at heart.
I'm a hippie at heart
I don't think you gotta look sharp to be smart
At the end of the day
I wanna do things the most natural way
And be a hippie at heart
Why we gotta go and play these games
That to get a job you gotta look a certain way
You gotta iron your clothes
Who wants to do that? Lord, I don't know
'Cause I'm a hippie at heart.
I wanna go out far
Where nobody can drive them their car
I wanna learn from the trees
And even be friends with the bees
I wanna break free from this rat a race
I wanna go at my own pace
I wanna write me lots of songs
And even party all night long!
'Cause I'm a hippie at heart
Though I changed my clothes and I even start
I started blow drying my hair
I got some shoes that I can't even wear over there
But I'm a hippie at heart
I wanna let down my hair
I wanna feel like I'm comfortable anywhere
I wanna go and be free
Where I can go, go and be me
And be a hippie at heart.
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11. |
Soul Diving
04:06
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I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
Yeah, I'm pulled right in by that pure heart of gold.
I don't ever really wanna come out cut the safety cord right now.
Yeah, I'm diving in and I'm wearing a big fat grin.
I wanna get close, so close it's almost.
Like I'm deep down where your soul it touches the ground.
Well that well, well, it's built really strong.
Those rocks stacked tight, the cavity long.
And it goes deep. Deep deep down in the ground.
And it's filled with the most peaceful sounds.
I wanna float in that water and let it wash over me.
There's no need to leave, I got everything I need.
I want to live in your music. I wanna live, wanna live in your soul.
I wanna wrap myself around that heart of gold.
I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
I'm falling deep into the well of your soul.
Yeah, I'm pulled right in by that pure heart of gold.
I don't ever really wanna come out cut the safety cord right now.
Yeah, I'm diving in and I'm wearing a big fat grin.
I wanna get close, so close it's almost.
Like I'm deep down where your soul it touches the ground.
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Where will my garden grow?
Where will it grow today?
Where will my garden grow?
I'm growing older each day.
Where will my roots go down?
Down into the ground.
Where will my roots go down
When I'm moving all around?
Where will my baby be?
Will my baby be my baby at all?
Where will my baby be?
Where does my baby, my baby belong?
What will become of me?
Lost, but unafraid.
What will become of me
when I'm blowing in the breeze?
Where will my garden grow?
Where will it grow today?
Where will my garden grow?
I'm growing older each day.
Yes, I'm growing older each day.
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Erin Sliney Paris, Kentucky
Hailing from Bourbon County, Kentucky, Erin Sliney passionately writes and performs soulful country and folk songs that
channel raw human emotion.
She holds a master’s degree in Resilient and Sustainable Communities and has spent the last seven years collecting experiences, perspectives, and sounds from remote corners of the country.
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