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Keep An Eye On Me
04:22
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Guardian Angel better follow me
As I stumble down this road
It's gettin late and there's low visibility
It's hard to know which way to go
Guardian Angel won't you come
And keep an eye on me
Show me the way
To where I need to be
Keep me walkin in the sun
Keep the devil on the run
Guardian Angel please
Keep an eye on me
Guardian Angel you know my history
Sometimes the stars just don't align
I'm thinkin there's a distinct possibility
I'll need your VIP pass one more time
Guardian Angel won't you come
Come along with me
Help me to know
The things that I can't see
Although I'm almost grown
I can't make it on my own
Guardian Angel please
Keep an eye on me
Guardian Angel please don't hesitate
Please don't dismiss my plea
Lately I have come to appreciate
You may not be that pleased with me
There's times I've acted over-confident
Just because I knew you had my back
I've been ungrateful… mean…vain and arrogant
You can't leave me stranded just for that
Guardian Angel won't you come
And keep an eye on me
Show me the way
To where I need to be
Keep me walking in the sun
Keep the devil on the run
Guardian Angel please
Keep an eye on me
Keep an eye on me
Guardian Angel please
Help me to know
The things that I can't see
Although I'm almost grown
I can't make it on my own
Guardian Angel please
Keep an eye on me
Guardian Angel…you can't be goin off on your own…you and I gotta stick together…best pal of mine…we make a good team…
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Ronnie Sang The Blues
03:52
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You know the best of times
If I can choose
Were back in the days
When Ronnie sang the blues
No hurry
Listen to that Chevy radio
Hank Williams…Frank Sinatra …Elvis…Fats Domino
And I do declare
It wasn't better anywhere
And my heart lives there
Back when Ronnie sang the blues
We had no fancy phones
But we spread the news
Today's the day
Ronnie sings the blues
Easy…easy as a bird upon a breeze
Then ringin out
Like Glory Hallelujah through the throat of Hercules
And I do declare
It wasn't better anywhere
And my heart lives there
Back when Ronnie sang the blues
That's right
We had no heavy metal chains
No iron cross tattoos
Back in the day
When Ronnie sang the blues
No pyro…kaboom
No Marshall stacks blockin out the moon
No music moguls or Yoko wannabes
Slinking round the dressing room
And I do declare
It wasn't better anywhere
And my heart lives there
Back when Ronnie sang the blues
We spread the news
And I can say that I was there
Back when Ronnie sang the blues
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Your Sleepy Melody
04:54
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I followed you down that one track road
Forged by loyal soldiers I was told
The years I spent just to face the flogger's wall
It's a wonder I got back at all
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
He was there to beat his drum for you
When you played there was no other tune
I saw you make him a brother's pact
Knowing it to be a swindler's act
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
We were captive
We were mesmerized
Abandoned we discovered your disguise
We fought the beast that had us terrified
Did you even notice we survived?
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
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Fake Titties
03:19
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Dawn had cracked when I heard hey Mack…she had her headlights pointed my way
I thought those aren't real…she said cop a feel…I got a deal for you today
Just put on this rabbit suit we'll play easter bunny honey and you can hop all over me
I said it's a pity Kitty…but fake tittes don't do a thing for me
Kinda liked that rabbit suit though…
So I went down to my favorite cafe for a cup of my favorite tea
When Joe my favorite server…well he served some advice on me
He said now don't press the panic button Pedro…you can make it through this day
You gotta relax Max…sit right back and dig how my piano player plays
And I said …well alright…it might lift me up…play it like I am Sam
I feel better already Freddie
Now I hope I wasn't bringing y'all down before
Sometimes the blues just come up and grab ya. . .
You know there's too much posin in this here land
Too much hollow pity…not enough helping hands
Too many promises that just aren't real
Too much touch…not enough feel
Now don't get the wrong idea
I know some things just gotta be
But hollow pity and fake tittes don't do a thing for me
No wood here dear
Hey Joe…one more for the road…make that Lipton…and one more for last call
Paul. . .
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We walked the streets where we were raised
Our heads held high with words of praise
For trivial deeds and simple songs we'd played
We had a laugh and said we got it made…hey
We're livin
Remember that gal down in New Orleans?
She played us both like cheap tambourines
We had some words but soon learned our mistake
'Cause there was not a soul could ever break
The brother's bond between us
And then one lazy late spring day
I heard the evening newsman say
An evil scheme had taken you away
The words cut through me like a blade
I got down on my knees and prayed
The world was cloaked in darkness and decay
T'was you that brought it home to me
The music biz with a capital B
The elite deceit is hypocrisy
What's done to you is done to me
So I found another road to choose
But when you left, took many years to lose
My shame and hatred for the human race
And you see it all but from a better place
And I'm just livin
I watch the evening stars grow dim
I feel a certain peace within
No longer can I animate the crime
You're a part of me and that special place in time
We were given
So for everyone who came around
And helped us up when we were down
Walked us through their part of town
And led us to their hallowed ground
For those of us still homeward bound
And those who still can hear that sound
We're livin
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Mickey Lee Soule
Mickey Lee Soule plays piano and was a founding member of the bands Elf and
Rainbow. He now plays and records in other settings.
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