1. |
I Believe In Greatness
04:26
|
|
||
2. |
Wine Store Woman
02:33
|
|
||
My little mamma you're so fine
I'll keep you here drinking my wine
Now that you know where I'm from, holdin' on won't be long
Sun is warm, ice is cool, baby now I'm a fool
Fool for you, gimmie time to think It through
Love is gone
|
||||
3. |
The Fundamentals
04:52
|
|
||
Journey to the center of my mind and you'll find, nothin'
Journey to the center of my soul and you'll know, nothin'
Journey to the center of my heart and you'll hear. nothin'
A man's only worth what he pays for.
|
||||
4. |
Gold
03:48
|
|
||
5. |
Slow Train Comin'
05:53
|
|
||
Girl, on my mind
Girl, I can't find
Girl, what to do
Girl, I need you
Girl, by my side
Girl, feelin' fine
Girl, what to do
Girl, I need you
Girl, like I said
Girl, in my head
Girl, what to do
Girl, I need you
|
||||
6. |
Walk On
03:31
|
|
||
Drinkin' with the man, drinkin' when I can,
Lord I know I'm no good, I never done what I should
Lord I know I'm no good, I never done what I should
When I get the booze, baby then I choose
I'm in the jam, oh throw me in the can
Thrown me down in that can, oh don't you do it again
Cause when I get those blues, then I hit the booze
And I start to sing, about that love you bring
Well I start to sing, about that love you bring
Walk On
Mumma told her kid, beatin' while she did
I'm gonna throw you out, and when she did I'll shout
Babe I knew that you could, I never thought that you would
Rudy here I come, pass me down that gun
I got some things to do, before I think them through
I got some things to do, before I think them through
Swallow down that wine, makin' me feel fine
I got a place to go and a radio
I got a place to go and a radio
Walk on
|
||||
7. |
Think It Over
02:21
|
|
||
Gave my heart to Sue, now I'm wonderin' what to do
Cause that fell away, who to say, who indeed
But there's a session man inside, face to face with his own kind
But now that you're done, where's the fun, in what you play
There's a dandy on my mind, I'll remember a good time
From a rainy day, back in may, when she was kind
But a greedy greedy man, won't commit to his own plan
To give away, half a day, with his own child
|
||||
8. |
Stranger Song
03:33
|
|
||
I heard a stranger callin', he didn't know my name
I been' where he'd been and saw what he said to the losers of his game
And now it's worth him nothing, as the rain it keeps on fallin' down
He lost his time on woman and wine, travellin' through the day
His afternoon keeps commin', commin' back with cold
Well I rest my eyes and hope to die, to keep from getting old
But then I saw what you'd call, livin' like a lair
Spare me the change of what you've rearranged, I'll throw it on the fire
Cause Maureeny Wishful sung it, he sung it all the time
It's a crime, to be bored, with you in mind.
I heard a stranger singing, singing all my songs
But he missed a rhyme at the end of a line, as I tried to sing along
And what do you do with colour, when all you have is blue
It covers my bed and all of my walls, I can't think what to do
Well hold out your hand, from what I understand you need a place to stay
I'd take you back home but my woman is all alone, standin' on the corner
And the last time, I saw you, you were standing in the rain
It's a shame, to be blamed, for your pain
|
||||
9. |
A Way To Weaken
04:54
|
|
||
Morning woke me yesterday and sent me on my way
A glass of juice was all I had, and a hug from Dad
Son don't worry about the rain, it only kills my pain
And take word along the road, about the good I've told
I got shot walkin' to work, I asked the gunman why
He said he caught me diggin' his dirt, to make my life worth while
I spoke the truth that he judged me wrong, he knew it all along
Can't you tell I've been workin' the fields, to keep you in my eyes?
I think I'll stick to getting robbed, then get another job
Cause all my monies turned to rust, and a life of dust
They set forth along my trail, but forgot to wail
And now their left, diggin' my tomb, but there's still no room
I've got one more lie to tell, and that it's served me well
Sometimes I feel I could, but I never should
I lost faith at the door, come back later and get some more
I sent your son down a floor, he had a sin not much like yours
Hold me in the sky, I think I'm doin' it wrong
|
||||
10. |
Slow Longer
04:26
|
|
||
A lonely child, walkin' home
A lonely man, bottle in hand
The bottle, oh the bottle
|
Arthur Ahbez Auckland, New Zealand
Best described as a soul lost in the spirit of song, Arthur finds solace in the ethos of Jazz, Folk, and Psychedelia movements of the 20th century.
Streaming and Download help