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Still The Rain
04:22
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Still the rain ( A harp, 3rd pos)
Grey skies will open, walls will start to bloom. Maybe soon. Maybe not.
We've grown accustomed to settle for the rain. Who's the fool? Who's in charge?
It's bout time to accept that things ain't gettin better
And yet the rain, will never stop
In a town this size you can always find some shelter
But yet the rain will never stop.
Taking cover under balconies with you, and trying to keep the warmth we used to crave
I taught myself to keep my mind away from the thousand places where I'd rather be
It's bout time to accept that things ain't getting better
Yet still the rain, will never stop
In a town this size it's so easy to find shelter
But still the rain will never stop.
We gather around like children in a quest for the dreams we learnt to forget
You keep telling me it's the same thing everywhere, but you've never lived with this kind of rain...
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Let Me Go
03:59
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Let me go (A harp, 2nd pos)
Some days I wake up and just, feel like moving on
Sick a rambling round this same old small town
Every corner seems so old and worn and I
Find no place to call my home
So let me go, let me go
I got real good feeling and a really sweet plan
So let me go, down the road, let me go.
Ain't no trouble no mo', ain't no cheer
Ain't no chances here for me to take
Ain't no warnings I may wanna hear
Time to pack my things and run
So let me go, let me go
I got real good feeling and a really sweet plan
So let me go, down the road, let me go.
One o' these mornings you'll be, sittin on your couch
Drinkin coffe by yourself
You feel the bed and I won't be there no more
For I'll be down the healin' road
So let me go, let me go
I got real good feeling and a really sweet plan
So let me go, down the road, let me go.
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Learning To Use It
04:44
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Learning to use it (C harp, 2nd pos)
So I sit down and wonder
About this thing you make me feel
Any quiet place will be good enough
It's a sweetness when it shows up
It's a bitter aftertaste
I Wonder why it makes me feel so sour
And I can smell it, I can hear it
I can feel it down to my bones
Can't barely handleit, almost loosen it
And now I'm learning to use it, to make me feel good
It's a tingle in my belly
It's like an itch under my skin
Something I'd try to fix with a drink
Still feel blue some mornings
I still like blue better than grey
Guess I've been just growing a taste
And I can smell it, I can hear it
I can feel it down to my bones
Can barely handle it, almost loosen it
And now I'm learning to use it, to make me feel good
Is not that I like trouble
But seems to ease my way somehow
Given my ways are not tzhat complicated
Still feel blue some mornings
Still like blue,, better than grey
Guess I've been just growing a taste
And I can smell it, I can hear it
I can feel it down to my bones
Can't barely handleit, almost loosenit
And now I'm learning to use it to make me feel good
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Never lose your drive (Low F harp, 3rd pos)
Sixteen thousand days ahead, and they ain't waiting upon you
Sixteen thousand nights left, not a chance of sleeping through
But never lose your drive, never lose your drive
You may fail to understand the plan, but never lose your drive
You may lack attitude, you might not be the one
You may not see the use for the lessons you learnt
But never lose your drive, never lose your drive
You may fail to understand the plan, but never lose your drive
If you blaze your own trail, you'd better be ready to fight
If you lose your faith, you may choose not to fill the cut
But never lose your drive, never lose your drive
You may fail to comprehend the plan, but never lose your drive
You may lose your woman, you may lose your heart, you may lose your home, you may lose your path
You may lose your courage, you may lose your clothes, you may lose your mind, you may lose your soul
But never lose your drive, never lose your drive
You may fail to understand the plan, but never lose your drive
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(Low F harp, 2nd pos)
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Como Nosotros
05:10
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(Bb harp, 4th? pos)
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Evening Buzz
03:44
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Evening buzz (Low E harp, 1st pos)
Never thought I'd break my rhythm for somebody like you
Never thought I'd break my rhythm for a woman like you
But since the first time I heard your laugh, the world sounds so muffled and obscure.
It's getting hard for me to tell the noise from the tune
Mornings roar like a highway, evenings buzz like a desert road
Mornings roar like a highway, evenings buzz like a desert road
But since the first time I heard your laugh, the world sounds so muffled and obscure.
It's getting hard for me to tell the noise from the tune
Never needed a love song, they never sounded true
Never needed a love song, they just never sounded true
But since the first time I heard your laugh, the world sounds so muffled and obscure.
It's getting hard for me to tell the noise from the tune
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My Own Stream
04:51
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My own stream (A harp, 2nd pos and G harp, 4th pos)
I worked my shift with no companions
Craved a prize that never existed
I tried so hard to keep my standards
Then I left home
For a long run
I forgot home
Rowing down my own stream
Rowing down my own stream
I stepped aside my convictions
I wonder why it took so long
Ran out of time with my decisions
I was back home
It was all done
So I stayed home
Rowing down my own stream
Rowing down my own stream
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Welcome to your hell of choice (Bb harp, 2nd pos)
Simple things get weird as you get old, my (dear) friend
If you chose not to choose, things tend to happen by themselves
You wanna assume that's LIFE, but you're wrong: that's YOUR life
Welcome to your hell of choice, welcome to your hell of choice.
You went from changing chords to changing nappies in a flash
So you didn't learn to say no? Well that's still your bad
Living someone else's way, someone else's life, someone else's dreams.
Welcome to your hell of choice, welcome to your hell of choice.
You doing a great job spiffing up your own saga
"It was my fate", "I couldn't help", "It was the right thing to do"
You just keep fooling yourself with the same old excuses (but not me)
So welcome to your hell of choice, welcome to your hell of choice
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I Convinced Myself
04:29
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I convinced myself (C harp, 4th and 2nd pos)
You stay right here holding down your style
Or cry the whole night long till the mornings light
Something in the darkness feels like a sweet, sweet dream I'll never forget
I'll never forget...
I convinced myself that I don't really need her
Blamed upon a few things that we regret
Then I learned that peace of mind grants you no freedom
And I can't cheat myself, I can't cheat myself
Gettin to the point of no return
Carrying the burden of my self regard
I wish you'd cross the room to touch my shoulder and make me free
And make me free...
I convinced myself that I don't really need her
Blamed upon a few things that we regret
Then I learned that peace of mind grants you no freedom
And I can't cheat myself, I can't cheat myself
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11. |
Underdogs Waltz
04:26
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(A harp, 3rd pos)
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Pablo Almaraz Bilbao, Spain
Harmonica player, singer and songwriter from Bilbao, Spain. Bandleader in his own proyects (Basin Street Cafe, Voodoo Santos, Underdogs), sideman and session player with James Room, Edu Basterra, Lomoken Hoboken, Dead Bronco and many others.
Pablo Almaraz recommends:
Pablo Almaraz as a guest musician (harmonica)
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