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On the Borderline
04:19
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I was looking through the classifieds
When I saw that you were selling your old ride
The one that we took down to the borderline
Help me out I need a friend
I’m standing on the edge of oblivion
Hanging on by a thread
On the borderline
Just you and I
On the borderline
Help me out I need a friend
I wish this day would begin again
With the sun going down and the cops closing in.
They said, “come out boys there’s nowhere to hide
The dogs are on your trail and they’re not afraid to bite
you’re never gonna make the other side
On the borderline
Just you and I
On the borderline
But, I guess we could have been more careful
I guess we’ll never make the other side
I guess we could have been more careful
‘Cause now we’ll never make the other side
Nah, we’ll never make the other side
I was looking through the classifieds
When I saw that you were selling your old ride
The one that we took down to the borderline
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2. |
Sentimental Dude
02:45
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I woke up to your call
And your picture on my wall
And I found that little note
That you left down the hall
I swear I almost cried
When I read the words inside
Now I’ll be yours forever
If you’ll be mine
Sentimental…I’m a sentimental dude
Sentimental…when it comes to you
Sentimental…in a sentimental mood
I’m Sentimental…when it comes to you
I’m a sentimental dude
I took that note over to my drawer
Where all my souvenirs get stored
And I found that photograph
Of our trip to Amsterdam
The way you wore your hair
Made all the Dutch boys stop and stare
Now I’ve just gotta laugh
Thinking how lucky I’ve been
Sentimental…I’m a sentimental dude
Sentimental…when it comes to you
Sentimental…in a sentimental mood
I’m Sentimental
Ohhh, I’ve tried to fly with a broken chain
But what’s the use
Spent a night with my bachelor friends
But it only proves
That I’m a sentimental dude
When it comes to you
I’m a sentimental dude
Flowers and ticket stubs
And the melody to our song
There’s no use trying to hide
That I’m a sentimental guy
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3. |
Metropolitan
05:45
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She said she’d never been to London
She said she’d never been to Spain
She told me all about her family
As we rode the uptown train
We walked the platform to the exit
Stepped out into the rain
Ducked into a famous gallery
Filled with canvas and paint
Though the Van Gogh was impressive
My eyes were drawn to her face
Beauty comes in many forms
But none quite like yours
Beauty comes in many forms
I said I knew a spot on the west-side
Nothing fancy but maybe she’d like
To grab a tea of a coffee
Keep on talking for a while
She checked her watch and said, “Well, why not?
Suppose it’s early still, I guess”
We hailed a cab and rode across town
My heart was pounding in my chest
The city lights how they sparkle
Against her eyes it was no contest
Beauty comes in many forms
But none quite like yours
Beauty comes in many forms
Our cups were empty but we sat there
Unwilling to concede the night
In a last ditch effort I suggested
A band I knew playing nearby
We bought our tickets and we stood there
Swaying back and forth in time
Though the band was impressive
I couldn’t keep her off my mind
So when the house lights finally came on
I took her hand in mine and I said
Beauty comes in many forms
But none quite like yours
Beauty comes in many forms
But none quite like yours
Beauty comes in many forms
But none quite like yours
Beauty comes in many forms
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4. |
The Busker
03:45
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Saturday morning and I’m rubbing my eyes again
Rubbing my eyes again
Saturday morning and I’m rubbing my eyes again
What did I do to myself last night
So I’ll make some eggs
I Put the kettle to the flame
I Drink my coffee out on the back porch
Where the song birds sing
Sun’s up above me now it must be noon
Put my boots on my feet
And I’ll find something to do
Take my old guitar down the street I’m going down
Going down the street
Take my old guitar down the street look out now
Here I come
Play a lotta songs
Maybe some of that Johnny Cash
Hit the strings all loudest
When the Busses roll past
I make a few dollars
Maybe a pocket full of change
But I’ll cross the street
And I’ll throw it all away
Met an old friend now we’re drinking and laughing
Yeah, drinking and laughing
Met an old friend now we’re drinking and laughing
All night long
But midnight’s coming
And I can’t see straight
And there’s a woman over in the corner making eyes at me
They said that an idle mind
Is the devils playground
So when I fall off my stool again
You can just leave me down
Every time I get drunk
I swear I won’t do it again
But I’m pretty sure that I will
‘Cause I’m a sucker for a drag
And right now what I wanna
Is lay down and die
But I know I’ll be back next Saturday night
I’ll be back next Saturday night
Sunday morning and I’m still rubbing my eyes
I’m still rubbing my eyes
Sunday morning and I’m still rubbing my eyes
What did I do to myself last night?
What did I do to myself last night?
What did I do to myself last night?
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5. |
Face in the Window
03:25
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I saw a face in a little window
Of a Greyhound bus with a dozen other people
And the red light changed and the bus drove away
But I remember that face
How did I misread all the signals
And take for granted what was really rather simple
Now time is gonna play its little game
But I’ll remember that face
Oh Time you can do a lot of strange things
But I’ll remember that face
Now the time has come to wrap up this little song
If I forget the words before the morning comes
And everything else in time starts to fade away
I’ll remember that face
Oh Time you can do a lot of strange things
Time you can play a lot of strange games
Oh Time you’re always changing
But I’ll remember that face
Oh, time you can do a lot of strange things
But I’ll remember that face
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6. |
Something So Good
02:42
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Oh Donna where you going with that gun?
When it comes to making friends there are easier ways to get it done
Oh Darlin’ does the world seem cruel?
Why you looking for a loophole in the golden rule?
For something so good
It could take the place of pain
Wishing someone would
just tell ya that it’s ok
Cold hearted, mistreated, at the end of your rope
You took a knife in the back and now you’ve got a gun stashed in the folds of your cloak
Oh Ryan you oughta tell her just where you stand
You hid your eyes last time maybe now is your last chance
For something so good
it could take the place fo pain
Wishing someone would
just tell you that it’s ok
Something so fine
To light the dark at night
Wishing someone would
Just tell you that it’s gonna be alright
Just tell ya that it’s alright
But will he ever know
How far she was willing to go
For something so good
it could take the place fo pain
Wishing someone would
just tell you that it’s ok
Something so fine
To light the dark at night
Wishing someone would
Just tell you that it’s gonna be alright
Just tell ya that it’s alright
Just tell ya that it’s alright
Tell ya that it’s alright
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7. |
Love or Lust
03:26
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Fairgrounds and a warm breeze
Your summer dress just above your knees
My wish came true
When I started spending more time with you
Venders are barking and the midway lights
Are blinking and flashing on the carnival rides
Nobody sees the kisses we steal
When we’re up on top of the Ferris wheel
Say you want me again
Say you want me again
Walk with me under a harvest moon
I want to do all the things young lovers do
Tell me if you can
Does our love stand a chance
Lie to me
Baby if you must
Tell me
Is this love or only lust
I’ll be farming you be at school
And if you don’t have time to call that’s cool
I’ll try to understand
Not all good things are meant to last
Say you want me again
Say you want me again
Say you want me again
Say you want me again
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8. |
Do You Have to Ask?
04:06
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Walking thru the garden gate calling after Remi Jane
She pulls the flowers from their stems and plays a little game with them
Does he love me does he not
She’s reading from a book she got
Will he be here when it ends
Oh darling do you have to ask
Oh darling do you have to ask
Sun is shinning on her face as spring has taken winters place
Over where the lilacs grow I can hear her singing low
Does he love me does he not
As petals fall upon the sod
Wondered why she looked so sad
Oh darling do you have to ask
Oh darling do you have to ask
Robins on the garden path sparrows at the feeder and
Lying in a bed of grass she’s reaching out to hold my hand
Does she love me does she not
I wonder as our fingers touch
Could this love forever last
Oh darling do you have to ask
Oh darling do you have to ask
Like the wind thru the maple leaves our lives are filled with subtleties
Impossible to capture that which grows so slow but blooms too fast
I turned around and she was gone
That zephyr she was riding on
Will it bring her back again
Oh darling do you have to ask
Oh darling do you have to ask
Oh darling do you have to ask
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Matthew Davies Wisconsin
Songwriter, singer, swimmer and father of four, Matthew Davies is a busy man. For the past decade he’s been fronting Milwaukee based band of ringers, Thriftones, as well as releasing solo work and performing regularly in multiple capacities.
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