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Wait
04:11
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WAIT
On the counter next to my shaving cream
There's a cheap hairbrush I never clean
It's got strands of you and strands of me
Tangled all up like we used to be
In the closet next to my faded blue jeans
There's that black tank top you bought in New Orleans
When I love was you and wild and our spirits free
Before the rose in you met the thorn in me
Wait, come and get your things maybe we can work it out
Wait, we got too much water under the bridge we built
Wait, don't walk away with a wound so deep and wide
I know it's a long shot but baby we've got to try
I keep staring at this 14-carat golden band
And picturing the day you put it on my hand
We drove away so happy in that limousine
Every word I spoke that day I still mean
CHORUS
I don't wanna spend the rest of my life
Thinkin' what might have been
Let's lay down our arms and pick up the pieces
And start all over again
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2. |
Got My Own Thing
03:42
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Got My Own Thing
Conway Twitty sang Mona Lisa
Had a beauty that could shame a rose
So many longed to love her
Where'd she run for cover
I guess nobody knows
But, I got my own thing goin'
Found a South Carolina queen
And I mean to make her mine
I got my own thing goin'
She's gonna be my baby
Till the Lord calls closin' time
Gentle Giant Williams sang of senorita
From way on back in the innocent days
She fell from the skies with stars in her eyes
And married a cowboy that day
CHORUS
Willie had Maria, Waylon had Amanda on the line
Johnny had June, baby I got you for mine
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3. |
Dragons
04:10
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Dragons
The diamonds in her eyes are turning gray
The clouds are closing in with age
She don't walk like she used to
She don't dance
She's got scars on her heart
from a dragon named Romance
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
The mirror sings her lines from a wicked past
She thinks she's the reason love won't last
So she takes another drink of yesterday
And buries her condition in a pillow
Do you love me?
I can hear her pray
Do you love me?
Everything about her says
Do you love me?
Make it go away
And from a tower in a castle far away
I can hear the scarlett lady say
I don't want to live this way
No, I don't want to live this way
On and on and on and on it goes
Who will slay these dragons in her soul
Rise, child rise
Look to the hills, look to the hills
Lift up your eyes
and rise
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4. |
Chasing Rainbows
03:27
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CHASING RAINBOWS
I’m in the mood for you
I wanna take you out on the town
I’m so sorry baby
For being here but never around
Yeah, for being here but never around
I’ve been chasing rainbows
Trying to find that pot of gold
I’ve been chasing rainbows
And I let our love run cold
I miss the taste of your smile
Pretending has cost me so much
I’m willing to fight for what’s right
I’m willing to die for your touch
Yeah, I’m willing to die for your touch
It’s not too late to hold me
It’s not too late to try
I wanna get on your white horse baby and ride
It’s not too late to hold me
I’ll always be your bride
I wanna get on your white house baby and ride
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5. |
Beale Street Boogie
03:11
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Beale Street Boogie
I met a little up in south Detroit
I gave her my heart and all my toys
Took her for a ride in my red Corvette
She said, "Hey there baby are we there yet?"
I put the top down, gave her a frown and rolled on
We headed on down the Memphis way
I brought my six-string friends so we could play
The Beale Street boogie and the Good News blues
Said, "Hey now baby this ain't about you!"
I put the top down, gave her a frown and rolled on
Beale Street boogie, boom, boom, boom
Beale Street boogie, hey, hey, hey
Beale Street boogie, my, my, my
Kick back honey and let me drive
The neon lights were way too bright
We kept on drivin' on the through the night
Clarksdale crossroads here we come
Where 49 meets 61
I put the top down, gave her a frown and rolled on
Buckle up baby
We're going down
Down to the delta
Where the Southern Cross meets the Yellow Dog
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Revival in Tennessee
04:02
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Revival in Tennessee
Let's go down to Memphis
Ride that paddlewheel
Dance in the street at midnight baby
Do our thing on Beale
The neon lights are callin'
They must know our name
So let's go down to Memphis
And light this fire again
Let's go have revival in Tennessee
Let's go to find a cabin
Way up Smoky mount
Renew our vows and remember
What true love's all about
The Cherokee woods are callin'
They must know our name
Let's go to the Smokies
And light this fire again
Let's go have revival in Tennessee
Let's drive up to Bristol baby
Buy a ticket to a NASCAR race
Scream and shout and cuss awhile
Remember what it's like to get crazy
That hot blacktop is callin'
It must know our name
So, let's drive up to Bristol baby
And light this fire again
Let's go find a preacher
In a tent with travellin' band
Make a joyful noise so loud
They hear down in Alabam
The good Lord must be callin'
I'm sure he knows our name
So let's go find that preacher man
And light this fire again
Let's go have revival in Tennessee
Let's go have revival in Tennessee
Let's go have revival in Tennessee
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7. |
Alabama Bound
05:13
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Alabama Bound
If I seem kinda lonely
It might be because you’re gone
I know I shouldn’t be cryin’
Maybe I’m just not that strong
‘cause I still see your hard workin’, scarred calloused hands
restin’ on the ragged arms of your favorite easy chair
in a white t-shirt and your tattered Wrangler jeans
silver smile you make me dream
of summertime, I’m Alabama bound
I will hold on forever
these precious memories won’t let go
I still long for Noccalula
and I wanted you to know
That I still see you comin’
home in a cracker jack uniform
You did your time and left behind
a few good buddies in Vietnam
And I still hear you laugh when I close my eyes
Silver smile you make me cry
for summertime, I’m Alabama bound
Just a small town common man
with simple southern ways
Left his mark on my tender heart in a million ways
I still see your hard workin’, scarred calloused hands
restin’ on the ragged arms of your favorite easy chair
in a white t-shirt and your tattered Wrangler jeans
silver smile you make me dream…..
I still see your hard workin’, scarred calloused hands
restin’ on the ragged arms of your favorite easy chair
in a white t-shirt and your tattered Wrangler jeans
silver smile you make me sing, of summertime, I’m Alabama bound
I still see your hard workin’, scarred calloused hands
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8. |
Souvenirs
04:12
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Souvenirs
Maybe tonight will be the night
When all the stars collide
Maybe tonight will be the night
Maybe I’ll feel your hand land in mine
For the last time
Maybe tonight will be the night
When faith fades to the known
Maybe tonight will be the night
Maybe I’ll feel your heart beating next to mine
For the last time
Let’s climb the mountain one more time before the morning
And drink to laughter of the years
Let’s dance in Crabtree meadow rain before the dawnin’
And give ourselves to making souvenirs
If tonight would be the night
I don’t wanna go
If tonight would be the night
Baby let’s steal away before we say goodbye
For the last time
Let’s climb the mountain, let’s chase the rain
Let’s dance the moment, in the face of change (2x)
Maybe tonight will be the night
Maybe Tonight will be the night (I don’t wanna go)
Maybe tonight will be the night
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9. |
Sinatra Style
04:38
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SINATRA STYLE
Hold on to me darlin’
it’s Christmas Eve at last
The babies are in bed
and that ribbon on your head
Is making me smile
Frank Sinatra style
The candle’s in the window
The wreath is on the door
There’s cookies and milk on the table
But Santa’s gonna wait
You’re making me wild
Frank Sinatra style
Dance with me baby, put your sleepy head on my shoulder
Old blues eyes’ is swooning and we’re only one year older
It’s a good, good feeling knowin’ you’re here
By the grace of God in the mornin’ we’ll be woke up by a child
But tonight we dance Sinatra style
Stockings hung in a row
Over the fireplace
I captured by that yuletide glow
Coming from your face
Making me wild
Frank Sinatra style
There’s a maze of paper wrapping
Scattered across the living room florr
We’re swaying to the music
Groovin’ right on through it
Making me smile
Frank Sinatra style
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10. |
Wrecked
04:05
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Wrecked
When I crawled behind the wheel
Of that two tons on four wheels
I didn’t know the road would lead me to this pain
But that bottle of Jim Beam
And the pills I took between
Left me in a wretched state of mind
Now the blood that freely flows
From the wreckage of my soul
Drives me to a where I can find
Peace like a river and a bridge to my redemption
Joy in the face of my worst sin
Hope that can’t be broken and a love that never fails
If only I’ll surrender and repent
When the judge pronounced my sentence
And the jury turned away
I knew that I was destined for my due
But the life that I had taken
And the hearts that were still breaking
Collided with the mountain of my shame
But the blood that freely flowed
From the Savior of my soul
Met me in the middle of this blame
Peace like a river and a bridge to my redemption
Joy in the face of my worst sin
Hope that can’t be broken and a love that never fails
If only I’ll surrender and repent
And in His hands shattered days are left behind
Buried deep beneath the cross
And in His hands new beginnings never end
And in His hands I am wrecked
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The Plunders Richmond, Virginia
The Plunders is a Richmond, VA based duet composed of Mark & Suzan Mason. Having met in Mr. Minkowski’s 7th grade homeroom
class at Willard Junior High School circa 1976, the Mason’s married in 1982 and they’ve been making beautiful music together ever since.
Through high energy, harmony driven, emotionally engaging performances The Plunders music does what good art should do – connect people.
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