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Don't Let Us Get Rich
03:25
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don’t let us get rich
i like where we live
don’t let us get rich and go crazy
don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich at all
anyone can see the horizon is wanting
the national bird has a nest full of beaks
screaming to be set free from their longing
mistaking each other for something to eat
so when mr. obama and mr. bruce springsteen
talk about wealth i too want to be saved
then they say it’s the country’s ugly addiction
and thank god they don’t think about money these days
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich and go crazy
don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich at all
in the sky is a line of funeral lilies
we haven’t been paying for much until now
no mourning doves darling no chickadeedeedeedees
the migration started without a sound
so when all our troubles returned to their sources
we saw that of course there’s a natural desire
but honey they’re prancing around like the horses
who think when it’s sunny the river’s on fire
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich and go crazy
don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich at all
so nothing we wrote ended the writing
and we always owed a little more than we made
we took our ambition as far as we could
we went there we got there we still felt the same
in the sky is a flock of half starving egrets
making their way to a newfoundland farm
in the sky is a moon faint and unnoticed
and pulling the tide out impossibly far
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich
don’t let us get rich and go crazy
don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich don’t let us get rich at all
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One Too Many Mornings
02:09
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Down the street, the dogs are barkin'
And the day is gettin' dark
As the night comes in a-fallin'
The dogs, they'll lose their bark
An' the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind
As I'm one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind
From the crossroads of my doorstep
My eyes begin to fade
And I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid
An' I gaze back to the street
The sidewalks and the sign
Never know I'm one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind
It's a restless hungry feeling
And it don't mean no one no good
When ev'rything that I'm sayin'
You can say it just as good
You're right from your side
And I'm right from mine
We're both just one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind
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Son Canciones Barcelona, Spain
Quiet songs for restless souls since 2014.
Son Canciones is an independent record label from Barcelona.
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