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Jesus Is On The Wire
04:37
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Run-down church, red clay
River covered in a smoky haze
Sunday morning, the fires out
Sunday morning, no one about
The earth is soft, this time of year
Boots get caked from there to here
Down the road, route 25
Found this boy barely alive
(Chorus) Jesus is on the wire
So far away, higher and higher
Took him down, off a fence
Cold as ice, almost dead
They said that he slept with guys
They said that he was gonna die
(Chorus) Jesus is on the wire
So far away, higher and higher
Sometimes at night you hear the sound
Of cars that stop where he was found
A small white cross, Wyoming skies
Mark the place where that boy died
(Chorus) Jesus is on the wire
So far away, higher and higher (repeat)
Copyright 2001 TheaHopkins
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Little White Church
03:20
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Chickasaw
02:38
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She was reckless as the summer sun
Full of heat, her hair undone
She had a ticket and she had a gun
Going down to Chickasaw
The day was hot as a skillet fire
Winds pulling the trees and wires
She was shaking with one desire
Going down to Chickasaw
Old squaw said," Do not go,
I see his blood on your shadow "
Down in Chickasaw
She kept hearing the last words he said
Buzzin, buzzin' inside her head
"Found someone else to fill my bed"
Down in Chickasaw
He never saw her run across the sand
He never heard the screen door slam
He never saw the gun in her hand
Down in Chickasaw
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Edge of Geary
04:24
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On the edge of Geary, a water tower reigns
Over corn fields, suburban lanes
I used to play there when I was a child
Me and the buttercups together growing wild
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
All across the land
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
Take my hand
Me and my friend Kathy, we'd each leave our house
Sneak out at midnight, watch the trains going south
Tell each other someday we'd leave
Geary forever her and me
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
All across the land
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
Take my hand
Pack your bags, we'll leave tonight
Midnight Flyer's coming soon
We'll get our tickets
And all our dreams come true
We both left Geary right after high school
But not together like we were supposed to do
It’s been years now, but when I look back
I still see Kathy running down those tracks
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
All across the land
Rolling hills sing sweet hallelujahs
Take my hand
Copyright2006 Thea Hopkins
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Before The Weather Turns
04:33
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Thea Hopkins Boston, Massachusetts
"Thea Hopkins is one of the most poetic, literate and powerfully moving of the new singer/songwriters to emerge on the scene
in the last few years." -- Peter, Paul & Mary
Critically acclaimed Boston performing songwriter Thea Hopkins calls her music American Short Story Folk: concise, striking narratives, they tell of American romance and tragedy in modern terms.
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