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Roll Out
03:11
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It’s time to roll out now mamma
It’s time to move on
It’s time to roll out now mamma
Pack your bags it’s time we’re gone
To the Land of milk and honey
Where the dollar comes easy
That’s where we’re gonna make our money
Pack your bags we’re leaving
C’mon on now mamma
Don’t you cry
Grass is gonna be greener on the other side
C’mon on now mamma
Don’t you realize? Things are gonna be better by and by
They said I need an education
So I took my tests
Handed me an application
Four years older, twenty years in debt
So I went to work like my father
Who did his best
I dawned his tattered blue collar
Worked till my hands bled like the rest
C’mon on now mamma
Don’t you cry
Grass is gonna be greener on the other side
C’mon on now mamma
Don’t you realize? Things are gonna be better by and by
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Mamma Told Me Not To
03:44
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Mamma told me not to run, When something needs be done
Not to hide, when you brother needs you by his side
Don’t wait on luck, but play if you want to win
Don’t give up, but sure as hell don’t give in.
Don’t you buy into the lies that the world will try and sell you,
Don’t hide what you were given, don’t show what you don’t have
One day you’ll realize that a no can redirect you
When a yes can keep you down the same old path
Now I’ve done all that I can, and I aint looking back again,
Cause mamma told me not to.
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Eve
03:26
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Thank you, Lord, for what you gave to me
I’m thanking you for your daughter, Eve,
Thank you, Lord, for what you gave to me
With those hips that roll like unrelenting seas
I have stopped my searching
Searching for what I need
With the lips the color of sweet red wine,
She’s making my knees week
My love, red apple of my eye
My victory, strength and my pride
You can have it all, girl, you can have it I don’t mind
I’d give it all up for just one bite
You stole my rib – could have asked for an eye,
Then you took my heart, but I don’t mind
Tempt me with an apple – I’ll bake you a pie
If you show me what you mean when you say you’re mine
I have stopped my searching
Searching for what I need
With the lips the color of sweet red wine,
She’s making my knees week
My love, red apple of my eye
My victory, strength and my pride
You can have it all, girl, you can have it I don’t mind
I’d give it all up for just one bite.
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Babel
03:39
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The Tower of Babel was built on backs like mine
Disillusioned men who tried to climb too high
A lonely road I walk, my sacrifice today
In hopes tomorrow hears something I have say
Watch me build it up
Build it up to watch it fall down.
I’m enslaved by a tyrant in so many wicked ways
I’m Bound and I’m shackled to this guitar that I play
Give my sweat to the earth, my tears to the crowd
Looking for another just to feel that sound.
Build it up,
Build it up to watch it all fall down.
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Gold
04:17
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I’m sorry I get so Carried away
I see the gleam in your eyes, girl
You know they’re shining
I know there must be a nother way
But I’m a greedy man so I keep on trying
I can see you hiding underneath you skin
You body is a temple, your spirit is within
Let me take the walls down, so beautiful but cold
Let me see if your heart is really made of gold
Gold, heavy to hold
Gold, your heavy on my heart like gold
You shine like the sun on a cloudy day
Your heavy on my mind, girl ‘cause you keep on hiding
You body is a temple, your spirit is within
Let me take the walls down, so beautiful but cold
Let me see if your heart is really made of gold
Gold, heavy to hold
Gold, your heavy on my heart like gold
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Wayward Son
03:43
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Daddy used to beat me when I was kid
Said that it would do me good
I don’t think it ever did
Way of the wayward son
On the road my daddy set me on
Way of the wayward son
On the road my daddy set me on
I was taught it sit up straight follow teacher’s rules
But I think that they all knew
That I never could
Then the preacher asked one Sunday ‘morn
What I was looking for
‘Said I didn’t really know and headed for the door
Way of the wayward son
On the road this world has set me on
Way of the Wayward Son
On the road this world has set me on
Daddy used to beat when I was kid
He was only doing then
what grandad did to him
Lord, please forgive them
They know not what they do
Besides I'm just a traveler
A traveler passing through
Way of the wayward son
On the road forgiveness set me on
Way of the Wayward Son
And I think my journeys just begun.
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Eulogy
04:08
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Stuffing in your closet, All them skeletons
Making your deposit, of the deeds that you have done
Cause somebody told you, hide it all away
But what’s done in the dark will be brought to the light someday
Sitting on your hands while there’s work yet to be done
Making your demands cause the world still owes you one
Cause somebody told you, you deserve a raise
But you’re only worth what you’re willing to give away
Go on, tell me. How you like your eulogy?
Go ahead and lie, tell just one more little lie
With an addict’s smile, you near through your denial
Cause somebody told you hide it all away
But what’s done in the dark will be brought to the light someday
Go on, tell me. How you like your eulogy?
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12 Bar Blues Again
03:19
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Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
I keep on trying to get away but they keep pulling me back in
I went down to Texas but they told me to move on
I went down to Texas but they told me to move on
‘said you can’t hang around here, boy, less you play Stevie Ray Vaughn
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
I keep on trying to get away but they keep pulling me back in
Moved out to Nashville writing songs for them country stars
Moved out to Nashville writing songs for them country stars
I said on second thought, boy, I’ll stick to this here blues guitar
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
I keep on trying to get away but they keep pulling me back in
I went to see my gal, and brought her a nice, sweet song
I went to see my gal, and brought her a nice, sweet song
She said, ‘if that’s how you think you’re gonna get lucky, man, you got me all wrong!’
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
Here I am playing them twelve bar blues again
I keep on trying to get away but they keep pulling me back in.
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Sonic Tonic
03:54
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Too many people knocking on my door
Looking for my silver, digging for my gold,
Woman said she loved me, her sister said the same
They think they found their ticket out of town by changing their last name
Here’s a sonic tonic, babe, one for the books
For the so-called poets, them thieves and crooks.
It’s a splash of bitters and a twist of truth –
A straight forward chorus and a catchy hook
Yeah, I know you I owe you
But I know my debts are paid
I know you said you own me
But tables turn and times – they change
I’m still running, killing it to death
I ain’t done ‘cause, well, I ain’t dead
It’s a one horse town so I leave the reigns
Best of luck winning it all in a lonely race
Yeah, I know you I owe you
But I know my debts are paid
I know you said you own me
But tables turn and times – they change
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Jhett Black Nashville, Tennessee
Foot stomping rhythms and raucous slide guitar wage war on struggle beneath the bass/baritone howls
of Jhett
Black.
After a decade of playing dive bars, the recent pandemic has forced his hands back into
the rural soil of his
youth. The blues, woven into the young man’s heart, pour out with the passionate
performance of an older soul.
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