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Low Country Girl (live)
03:57
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LOW COUNTRY GIRL
I remember how you knocked me out
Down by that lazy canal
When the Amsterdam moon cut a path through my gloom
But we parted too soon
Closing on midnight hours
I did not notice the time
I dropped the weight of my aching past
And she cut the line
Just like in them folk songs that we used to sing
Just like in them old love stories
Just for that one night I forgot everything
And the fear in my eyes, just up and died
Won’t you sing for me low country girl?
I’m so tired and my love is all spent
You know I just can’t believe any sweet melody
Until I see you again
Just like in them love songs that we used to sing
Just like in them old folk stories
Just for that one night I forgot everything
And the fear in my eyes
Well it died.
Just for one night
The fear in my eyes
Just for one night
The fear in my eyes
It was just for one night.
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it ain’t like it used to be
this town once belonged to you and me
I’ve turned a corner, nowhere bound
honey I can’t turn back around
the stars were out, I missed my last train home
slowly through the evening we did roam
now the wind has changed, it rocks the shore,
and it won’t turn back no more
it’s funny you can’t seem to get enough
when you’re stumbling drunk on promises of love
now the nights are drawing in my dear
and something’s turned i fear
sweetheart if only we could choose
to lose our heads or lose our hearts
sweetheart if only we could know
whether to go
whether to start again
this ain’t how it used to be
remember how you took the weight off me
something’s turned inside, I found
honey can we turn back around
I don’t know if we can turn
not sure if I can turn
it back around
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3. |
If Only (live)
03:30
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IF ONLY
Might step away from this old world
and drown myself in solitude
Spend days and weeks without a word
and find my breath in interludes
If only I could sing to save my soul
If only I could sing to save my soul
Might try to list the ones I’ve hurt
and send them letters of regret
And I will kneel down in the dirt
and I will ask them to forget
If only I could sing to save my soul
If only I could sing to save my soul
Don’t know who the hell I’m supposed to be
singing to
should I sing to you?
I don’t have the words yet, nor the tune
But I swear
when I do...
Might try and wash my sins away
I’ll scrub my skin down to my bone
and still I’ll lead my loves astray
and still I’ll end up all alone
If only I could sing to save my soul
If only I could sing to save my soul
Don’t know who the hell I’m supposed to be
singing to
should I sing to you?
I don’t have the words yet, nor the tune
But I swear
when I do…
If only I could sing to save my soul
If only I could sing to save my soul
If only I could sing
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Rosie (live)
03:03
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So you’ve heard of love, that ain’t got no bounds
Well my girl, she ain’t got no grounds to leave me now
And I think I like it.
And I’ve sown, some thoughtless seeds
I’ve taken leave, of what I truly believe
What a fool I’ve been, but she still lets me in
I really like it.
So c’mon babe, won’t you say we’ll paint the town?
I’m feeling pretty rosie, I promise I won’t let you down
I won’t let you down
So you’ve heard that love, is a dangerous game
But my man, he loves me just the same
Despite the hurt and the pain
And I know I like it.
Through every night and every day
Since you came my way boy I feel free
‘Cos you let me be, who I wanna be
And I really like it
So c’mon babe, won’t you say we’ll paint the town?
I’m feeling pretty rosie, I promise I won’t let you down
I won’t let you down
So c’mon babe, what d’you say we paint the town?
I’m feeling pretty rosie, I promise I won’t let you down
I won’t let you down
I got you babe, you got me babe
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You said that you dreamed that you would fly away
and you would have to leave me behind on the ground and I said: if you wanna go be free, you just go be free
I don’t need you around
But baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back to me
Baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back
I’ll be waiting for you
You said that you felt just like a boat adrift
you would have to leave me behind on the shore
and I said: I don’t even wanna be your anchor babe
I don’t care anymore
But baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back to me
Baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back
I’ll be waiting for you
Your clothes feel alone on my shelf and you
you seem to go without your favorite hat
And I know I screamed that I would burn them all
But I still let them sleep in my bed
warm in my bed, and soft in my arms come on, come on
warm in my bed, and soft in my arms come on home
Baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back to me
Baby won’t you please come home
Won’t you come back
I’ll be waiting for you
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The Coo London, UK
The Coo’s journey started with a serendipitous meeting at an Amsterdam open mic, and has since evolved into a deep musical and personal relationship that bridges the North Sea. Matt Arthur (The Arthur Brothers) and Jara Holdert (Lewin) write and sing songs together in two-part harmony, reminiscent of the warm late 60s and early 70s. ... more
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