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i had no control over this. i wasn't intending to write this song.
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Peak #103
Peak in subgenre #11
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me and will garrison
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March 02, 2005
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i thought this was only going to be about how good it felt to leave. it wound up being about my father, who i only knew for a year. my mother met him in williamsburg virginia, he was a rifle smith. i went back to williamsburg last year with her and we talked a lot about how i can't trust myself around womenfolk thanks to him (he was the consumate lady's man). in the middle of this i got floored by the prettiest pair of grey eyes i've ever seen at the millener's (dress maker) shop. here i was in the middle of figuring out my place in the world, and along come these eyes. so i ran, of course. but now i have a song and plan for the next time i'm out east. i didn't come up with the "everyman is the son of his own works" i forget just who did but chances are they're pretty dead now and the line could use a little bit of airing out. oh, and pablo neruda's the one to blame for the title. he said, " the poet's duty is to leave and come back again" or something to that effect. come to think of it i think the only original bit on this song is the whining. that's all me.
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it's been five days since i met a soul in this town and yes i had a good time last night f c but i've been thinking of leaving am e and the things you said last evening f got me thinking g c that my thinking there was right there's still a girl in williamsburg Virginia and i would bet that she still owns that dress f c am we i'll say girl i dont mean to offend ya e f g c but what can i ask to get them ruby lips to say yes d am cause walking away is same as walking to d f it only matters where you stand c g am but every man is the son of his own works f c g am every inch of you i touch is with my own hands d break i've got a ghost of a father in ohio i found him at the end of a trail of broken hearts f c i'm sure i've got a lot to run from am e f but i've found myself running straight g c back to the place where this all starts d am cause walking away is same as walking to d f it only matters where you stand c g am but every man is the son of his own works f c g am every inch of you i touch is with my own hands c g am but every man is the son of his own works f c g am every inch of you i touch is with my own hands
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