A Way To Weaken
from Gold by Arthur Ahbez
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lyrics
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
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
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from Gold,
released August 16, 2013
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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.
discography
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Oct 2017 -
Aug 2013