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2 song demo tape


released January 2, 1902



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Track Name: Dark Haired Woman Blues
Here it comes Again, That feeling that just won't go
And once again, I'm doing things I don't know
And all the people on the corner knock me down
Drag me down cause they can
Say I don't want nothing from you, No I don't want no honest man

And then You go and tell your friends..
I got them Dark Haired woman blues again

And Let me tell you about my friends, all my friends leave me alone
And all theses good times, They don't seem so long ago
And all the pretty people, All the people go around and around
And once again I'm just sitting here all alone

I know all good things come to an End
I got them Dark Haired Woman blues again
Track Name: Stuck on You
I'm not one for many needs
I just go and do my own good deeds
And go about my day just as I please
I got many reasons to smile
I've walked that homeless hungry mile
And talked amongst the sages and the fools
I got no strings to hold me down, but the deepest thing i have found
Is I could make it on my own it's true...
But I'm stuck on you

I been tranquilized by fear, by the thoughts that I held dear
that maybe time won't heel all my wounds
I've seen the clear and present danger, but I won't look back in anger
in fact I'm kind of humbled by the truth
Left alone with my bad thoughts, of all the battles I had won and lost
But all time lies in the past, that's why I'm never Blue...
I'm stuck on you

The Kids all screamed those death blues wail
As the wind danced in the sailors sail
And a stolen pen makes it hard to write the truth...
I'm stuck on you