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If only I was able
04:05
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There are some things that I don’t understand
Like lyin’ and callin’ it news
Or savin’ things you’ll never use
Or not playing for fear you might lose
Or why a man learns that it don’t pay to judge
Only after he’s paid some steep dues
The mistakes of a life take a lifetime to make
And a lifetime may seem like a lot
But I’m tellin’ you friend it is not
And a lifetime is all that you got
And it won’t matter much at the end of the line
So you might as well give it a shot
Chorus
Born with no clue and long way to go
Not heeding my guardian angel
62 years of learnin' too slow
I’d slow down more if only I was able
Bridge
It ain’t easy come by
Yet so quickly gone
One wonders how fast to hold on
There are still things in life that I don’t understand
Like how can I still feel need
After all I have learned and have seen
And why some cuts do not bleed
And why in the hell do some men have to die
Before from their prison they’re freed
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Sweet Hawaii
03:31
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When I return to sweet Hawaii
And see her waving from the shore
I'll run to her and ease her crying
And I will leave her never more
And on the shores of Sweet Hawaii
The swaying palms and orchid air
The ocean breeze so satisfying
My love and I so happy there
Every single night
Neath moonlight shining bright
We'll walk across the sand
And hold each other tight
When I return to sweet Hawaii
Oh I will leave her never more
Oh I will leave her never more
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Out in the Rain
03:21
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No dear, you're wrong, you did not see me cry
That ol' crazy moonbeam just caught in my eye
And no that is not a tear on my face
It's just I been standin'
Out in the rain
We've been so close since we were only ten
And we made our solemn pact we'd always be friends
I've had my heart break a million times since then
And that's why I'm standin'
Out in the rain
The raindrops fall
Upon my cheeks
And hide the truth
I will not speak
You'll never see
Tears of this clown
As long as the rain keeps cascading down
I'll be alright, now you two have fun
And I'll do my best to stay out of the sun
You'll give him your heart and leave me my pain
And I'll go on standin'
Out in the rain
No dear, you're wrong, you did not see me cry
That crazy ol' moonbeam just caught in my eye
And if you still need me to try and explain
Well just come and find me
Out in the rain
That's where you'll find me
Out in the rain
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Vow This To You
02:43
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Eyes like the breeze on a warm afternoon
Soft as the mood warming me through
Voice soft and sweet like the chorus of a tune
Whispers my name, whispers I love only you
Love you in good times and love you in bad
My love I vow this to you
Love you in happy and love you in sad
My love I vow this to you
Be here in sickness I'll be here in health
Have and to hold if poor or in wealth
Promise to take you from this day until
Death do us part I vow now I will
Love you in good times and love you in bad
My love I vow this to you
Love you in happy and love you in sad
My love I vow this to you
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Light An Extra Candle
06:13
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24 December, 1950
Stuck out on a hilltop coldest winter in history
They took away our sleeping bags so we won't sleep too hard
It's a deadly game of chance to fall asleep while standing guard
We march 13 hours almost at a run
With 40 pounds upon my back and a heavy mortar gun
Running til we're next to dead and never knowing why
My tired body so overwhelmed that I could drop and cry
Tell mamma I'm comin home
And tell her not to cry
Tell mamma I'm safe and warm
Daddy please tell her this lie
Light an extra candle on the Christmas tree tonight
Freezing beneath my heavy coat a sudden warning cry
Massing there to cross that bridge and overtake our side
The roaring of quad 50s ripping through the night
Enemy flesh is torn to shreds with very little fight
200 cold and glazing eyes upon that bridge
A thousand soldiers marching slow across a distant ridge
We take up our positions along that river road
Persistent premonition it leaves me so damned cold
Muffled voices on the road a sudden cry of hault
With hand grenade tensions explode and all hell is breaking out
I never thought I'd shoot a man but survival's a savage need
Two clips empty into the night knowing well it's them or me
Don't know how many I caused to die shooting blind at best
I only know the next GI lies lifeless, faceless, dead
Then turn to realize my fighting friends have all pulled back
Out in no-man's land I face my own outfit's attack
Tell mamma I'm comin home
And tell her not to cry
Tell mamma I'm safe and warm
Daddy please tell her that lie
Daddy I'm so scared tonight
Put an extra candle on the Christmas tree tonight
The aftermath is strangely quiet in dawning of new day
It's only then I realize shrapnel's torn apart my leg
And even as I'm helping in the loading of the dead
My mind is halfway beneath the covers of a warm hospital bed
Tell mamma I'm comin home
And tell her not to cry
Tell mamma I'm safe and warm
Daddy this time it ain't a lie
Daddy I got lucky last night
Put an extra candle on the Christmas tree tonight
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Instrumental
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7. |
Hambone Soup
03:15
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Ever since he woke us about ‘bout 4 o’clock
Mr. Roster been nervous about the choppin’ block
But he can join the chicks a scratchin’ in the coop
‘cause tonight mamma’s servin’ up hambone soup
CHORUS
Hambone soup, hambone soup
Yeah tonight mamma’s servin’ up hambone soup
Mr. Roster join the chicks relaxin’ in the coop
‘cause tonight mamma’s servin’ up hambone soup
(alt: ‘cause tonight we’ll be dinin’ on hambone soup)
Mamma takes a hambone and she boils it down
Chops a handful of turnips, stirs it all around
Diced up tomatas and some peppers too
Nothin’ draws the flavors out like onions do
Sweet stewed carrots and some celery
Fresh-ground garlic just as strong as you please
Mix it all together with some collard greens
All night long she been soakin’ them beans
CHORUS
Mamma churns the butter serves it straight from the pot
Melted over cornbread served up sweet and hot
Eat it up hardy til you get your fill
If you don’t clean your bowl then pappa will
CHORUS
Ever since he kept his head past 5 o’clock
Mr. Roster struttin’ cocky round the choppin’ block
But ol’ Leghorn you best run and hide
‘cause tomorrow mamma’s talkin’ ‘bout chicken fried
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8. |
Abigail's Dream
01:00
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Instrumental
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Instrumental
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Four Seconds to Clear
02:06
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Instrumental
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11. |
Kick It from the Corners
02:17
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Instrumental
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12. |
Nose for the Goal
01:05
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Instrumental
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13. |
Scitz
02:11
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Instrumental
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14. |
Smash in the Kisser
02:06
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Instrumental
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15. |
Happy Surfin' Birthday
02:31
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Gary L. Rebholz Madison, Wisconsin
Songwriter, singer, and musician, Gary writes and records in a number of different genres. His music is influenced by early country, rockabilly, rock and roll, and acoustic blues styles, resulting in a roots rock/Americana sound with shades of Johnny Cash, Elvis, The Beatles, Paul Simon, and Springsteen. Acoustic and electric instruments combine for a wide range of styles, sounds, and emotions. ... more
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