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Leave the Light On
04:30
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Life it is not what it seems
Make and build and break your dreams
Don’t forget about the people that you left behind
It’s not as hard as it might seem
Count the clouds floating in the sky
Tell me what you think that one looks like
You don’t know what I’m feeling
Paint a picture on the ceiling
Build your house up on the mountain
Just leave the light on for me
Don’t forget about the people that you left behind
It’s not as hard as it might seem
Count the clouds floating in the sky
Tell me what you think that one looks like
You don’t know what I’m feeling
Paint a picture on the ceiling
Build your house up on the mountain
Just leave the light on for me
Just leave the light on for me
Just leave the light on for me
Just leave the light on for me
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2. |
Dontcha Know
05:18
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He came from far away
From the mountains above
Dontcha know
People came from miles around
Just to watch the show
Dontcha know
I just want you to know right now
That I don’t need you anyhow
We tried to make him come down
And go all the way
Dontcha know
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine
You people all the same
Dontcha know
I just want you to know right now
That I don’t need you anyhow
He drove it to the end of the road
But they followed in droves
Dontcha know
Couldn’t take it for another day
Or so the story goes
I just want you to know right now
That I don’t need you anyhow
I just want you to know right now
That I don’t need you anyhow
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3. |
Hedgehog's Song
03:34
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I'm not the kind to complain That I never had a girl to love.
Many a fine girl I tried hard to know,But I think I never tried enough.
Sitting one day by myself,And I'm thinking, "What could be wrong?"
When this funny little Hedgehog comes running up to me,
And it starts up to sing me this song.
Oh, you know all the words, and you sung all the notes,
But you never quite learned the song, she sang.
I can tell by the sadness in your eyes,
That you never quite learned the song.
Every day when the sun go down,And the evening is so very still,
Many a fine girl I've held in my arms,And I hope there's many more that I will,
But just when everything is going fine,And absolutely nothing is wrong,
This funny little Hedgehog's always around
And every time he wants to sing me this song.
CH
One day when the moon was full I thought I might settle down,
Found myself a pretty little girl,And I stopped all my running around;
But just when the preacher come along,And he's just gonna pop on the ring,
This funny little Hedgehog comesRunning down the aisle,
And I don't have to tell you what he did sing.
CH
I'm not the kind to complainThat I never had a girl to love;
Many fine girls I've tried hard to know,But I think I never tried enough.
But now I'll be looking all my days,And it isn't just me I got to please,
There's this funny little Hedgehog Who's always around,
And the only words he ever sings to me are these.
CH
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4. |
Hedgehog's Dream
05:49
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5. |
Bicycle Rider
04:23
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6. |
Pieces
05:58
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Peace is understanding, compassion, family
Peace is sleeping, metaphysical, friendly
Priority number one
Not your mom’s anymore
What peace was peace is
Pieces
I’m falling to pieces
Something to talk about
Don’t forget what we did
Pieces of pizza
Gotta love all the kids
Now batting number one
Not your mom’s anymore
What peace was peace is
Pieces
I’m falling to pieces
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7. |
Hair Farm Blues
02:11
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8. |
Ode to the Road
05:41
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Ode to the road can’t be borrowed or sold
We couldn’t write this stuff even if we tried
But that’s ok you don’t have to
Because we’re coming round again
And that’s why we wrote this ode to the road
Disco balls and overalls
Doors at eight and its an empty hall
Ben and Clay are out there throwing the squidge
Jer can’t find the catering line
Joe says we’re never gonna check on time
The opening band’s stuck in traffic on the bridge
Chauncey likes to tell me that it’s not a real show
But I see Kidd and Betty down in the front row
The band won’t play ‘cuz the fridge is out of beer
The green room’s ‘bout a couple blocks away
Gar’s already there but he says there’s no way
But hey man my banjo sounds great in here
Chorus
Austin got lost in Las Vegas again
But you don’t have to gamble when you’re in a band
You’re already winning if you’re on the road with friends
Boss man says I’n not paying you to tune
You’ll leave here with a nickel if you don’t play soon
So we put in a show that he hoped would never end
The show is done and it’s day off eve
We got til four til the bus is gonna leave
There’s an old place where the locals hang around
Order what you want the labels picking up the tab
We can get it on in the back of the cab
That boys got a woman in every town
Chorus
We love it at the Fillmore and the Music Hall
The Earl in Atlanta and the Turf in St. Paul
The Exit The Basement The Roman Gott play em all
The Capitol stage where Jerry played
The Troubadour where dreams are made
Let’s get on the road real soon so we can play for you all
Chorus
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Dan Horne Los Angeles, California
Los Angeles-based producer, player and all-around cosmic American troubadour Dan Horne makes his solo recording debut with ‘The Motorcycle Song EP,’ a 4-track song cycle of original instrumentals and vintage boogie covers. Horne’s first release under his own name synthesizes his talents into a single, playful statement of sound and magic. ... more
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