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Tear My Building Down
03:56
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If I Had My Way
04:41
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My Grandfather
Sailed across on the ocean
All over this world
He’s drifting on the sea
He took my wedding ring
When I bent down to touch him
Still I remember that man
In my family
Poor grandmother
Never had a handle
She’d roam from town to town
To keep away from the man up north
But he’s track her down and write her
Preach about the men she lay beside her
I remember that man
In my family
chorus
Old man we’re the people that you can’t deceive
Don’t tell me you’re a man in the high degree
My mind is twisted and confused
But you can’t put it together now
‘cause you got nothing left to do
His youngest daughter
He claimed he didn’t own her
He made it crystal clear from the Rockies to the Baltic coast
But now the mans no longer living
She’ll spend her whole life trying to forgive him
She found a picture on his wall
That said you’re family
She found her picture on his wall
That said you’re family
Chorus
My mother
She sailed across the ocean
All her life
She’s flown across the sea
When he took my wedding ring
We bent down and touched him
And dropped his body down
In the dark blue sea
Chorus
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Love To Play The Game
03:37
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Love to Play the Game
If I had a single dollar
And It cost your love to play
Boy I’d throw that paper down and lose your
Love to play the game
‘Cause a love can’t last forever
Even if you break the rules
But the game comes running back to you
Like a joker plays the fool
And I can’t believe I’m standing here
A dollar in my hand
And I’m throwing out your love to see
If you come running back again
And when the game is ended
And I’m alone again at last
Man I’ll take my arms around your love
Like a window to the past
I’m standing in the darkness
And I’m holding out the blade
And I run my fingers down the rail
I’m a betting man’s brigade
But I’m betting on lost lovers
And I’m throwing out your name
And I’ running out of time to find
A jukebox to serenade
Well a man can't run from loving
like he can from aches an pains
but he can buy himself some time
if he can learn to love the game
And in the end it stands for nothing
but a lonely way to choose
between the days that rise and fall
and yet another chance to lose
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Undone
04:31
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Ben Senterfit Red Hook, New York
Musician, Educator, Songwriter, Dad, Mediocre carpenter.
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