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Rock Me To Slumber
03:28
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Rock Me To Slumber
You rocked me to slumber one summers eve
Whispered a story, something I could believe
Song filled the air, it soothed me whole.
At then I had found the mate to my soul
You rocked me, oh you rocked me (2*)
You rocked me to slumber, my typical embrace
I felt your eyes caress my face
Your mouth so close I could feel your breath.
Sweet like candy, heaven’s scent
You rocked me, oh you rocked me (2*)
It’s both the innocence and warmth that I love best-
brings back the years, comforts my fears
Fulfilled this young girl’s happiness, it’s left me blessed-
My bonhomie, does this for me
You rocked me to slumber, slipping deep into love
You weaved in my dreams like a hand in glove
Flicker of candlelight replaced my fears.
Dreaming in color now, no signs of tears
You rocked me, oh you rocked me (2*)
You rocked me to slumber, that sacred night
I woke to your face kissed with sunlight
I recalled all the magic that occurred at nights end, and wished that tonight you would rock me again
You rocked me, oh you rocked me (2*)
It’s something sensual to be tucked into bed-
Arousing dreams, which he redeems
And things have only gotten better since we’ve wed-
The benefit, when two commit
You rocked me to slumber with the timbre in your voice
I’ve had trouble dreaming, but with you I had no choice
A magic touch I wonder made me drift beyond my mind
And there I found a part of me I thought I’d never find D Bell/R Bell
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2. |
True Love Can't Wait
04:08
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True Love Can’t Wait
Pushing swings and sharing things. Lemonades and lunchtime trades
All those games I let you win, but we’re much too young to begin
Teenage bliss and stolen kiss. Study dates and then bedmates
Not settling down, for those concerned.
We still had so much more to learn
Just so many years, best not to rush, to settle with a schoolyard crush
Plans for college and career, to go anywhere but here
Miss what we have I discern, but we’ll catch up when I return
Got so much time left yet to go, best not to join the status quo
There is a future waiting here for you with me-
There might be something better, but I disagree
Can’t count on fate, true love can’t wait, true love can’t wait
I spent too much time away, looked you up the other day
Finally got yourself a wife, when I left you lived your life
Couldn’t bring myself to cry, It’s not that I didn’t try
Times ongoing urgency, took too long to remind me
So many things I’ve not done yet, but all I have now is regret
There is a future waiting here for you with me-
There might be something better, but I disagree
Can’t count on fate, true love can’t wait, true love can’t wait
Tree of life, it bears for me, Bitter fruit of memories
The years pass by just like days, time is just funny that way
R. Bell/D. Bell
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Mothers Eat Their Young
02:24
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Mothers Eat Their Young
You never listen, never learn. Authority you’ve always spurned
Too many bridges burned, with no concern for friends you live among
You’re the reason mothers eat their young
Birth to grave, birth to grave, you just won’t behave
Birth to grave, birth to grave, birth to...
This grandiose, self-bonhomie, what you’re good at apparently
A shame this silent plea, ‘hey, look at me’ still leaves your songs unsung
Ain’t no use son, mothers eat their young
See, negativity, it just won’t do.
Must be tiring to have those nihilist blues
Embrace or shun the ones you live among
But be forewarned, ‘cause mothers eat their young
Birth to grave, birth to grave, you just won’t behave
Birth to grave, birth to grave, birth to...
You have just too much spunk and grit. Something I’ve needed, I admit
But when you taunt and tease those busy bees
results in you getting stung
Heed my words, ‘cause mothers eat their young
R Bell
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Haves and Have Nots
03:23
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Haves and Have-Nots
Remember when I was the game to chase…
before the catch, before the kill
Our plans included moving anyplace …that wasn’t here,
but we’re here still
Those days are long gone, though there’s no regret
But one thing that we used to do, I ain’t grown out of yet
Let’s drink to the homes, the ones we’ll never own
With curb appeal on massive lots
A constant reminder of things that we ain’t got
Here’s to the haves and the have-nots
Really don’t need those things to know I’m loved.
Money breeds slaves, thank god we’re free
Relationships like ours are unheard of.
Let’s just pretend, enough for me
The night is warm, and I’m feeling fine
Let’s walk through the rich side of town, and don’t forget the wine
Let’s drink to the homes, the ones we’ll never own
With curb appeal on massive lots
A constant reminder of things that we ain’t got
Here’s to the haves and the have-nots
A constant reminder of things that we ain’t got
And I hope there’s time, ‘cause it is quite a lot
But love still blooms while we consume the wine we bought….so
Here’s to the haves………… and the have-nots
R Bell
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Rolling Round In Weeds
04:26
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Rolling ‘Round in the Weeds
So you're thinking about leaving,
say your man’s not what he used to be
And you’re truly believing you’ll make out better if you set him free
This is experience talking I’ve been there, I’ve done that before
I sent a good man walking, never to find one to love me more
The grass is always greener(3*) On the other side
But honey, It ain’t much sweeter(3*) In the morning after light
So you’re thinking about swimming-
Round in someone else’s sea
‘Cause your love ain’t delivering,
Like the ladies on the Pay-TV
I hear your Mama callin, She knows you can’t swim a stroke
Get yourself out of deep water, and back to shore before you choke
The grass is always greener(3*) On the other side
But honey, It ain’t much sweeter(3*) In the morning after light
So take a good look around you
before you go mistaken wants for needs
You might be dreaming of greener pastures
Yet wind up rolling ‘round in the weeds
So you’re thinking about digging- ‘round in someone else’s dirt
Cause your life ain’t worth livin- if you the only one that’s hurt
This is your conscience speaking. Don’t go there, just walk away
Because if you’re not too careful, you’ll be diggin your own grave
D Bell/ R Bell 3-14-14
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No Way, No How
03:43
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Now Way, No How
Ol’ man don’t allow, no way, no how, no flirting
Ol’ man don’t allow, no way, no how, no flirting
The mister don’t allow no flirting, put me in a world of hurting
If I be skirting where the man, he don’t allow
The wife don’t allow, no way, no how, no drinking
The wife don’t allow, no way, no how, no drinking
Missus don’t allow no drinking, what she calls fights, I call free-thinking
I got an inkling that is why she don’t allow
My worst enemy, I seem to be. Just never know what’s good for me
I drank the milk, I bought the cow
Little miss don’t allow, no way, no how, no tattoos
Little miss don’t allow, no way, no how, no tattoos
Missus don’t allow no tats, she said ‘I do’ with a caviat
You wanna see a hellcat, do what she don’t allow
To make a mess, what I do best. Not the best spouse, I must confess
But I bought the ring, I took the vow
Ol’ man don’t allow, no way, no how, no blaspheme
Ol’ man don’t allow, no way, no how, no blaspheme
Ol’ man don’t like no blasphemy, It’s not for him, well he’s saving me
From eternal agony, is why he don’t allow
She knows what’s best for me, and she don’t allow
A poor choice devotee, and I’m not allowed
R Bell
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U2 Cover
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8. |
Ready or Not
06:51
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Ready or Not
We’re leaving town On the open road, But I’ ain’t ready to let go
We packed our car With only our guitars What’s yours is mine, and mine is ours
But I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready to let go (2*)
There’s something about this place that makes me want to stay
See we built our promises out of the desert clay.
We waved goodbye To the neon lights And though they hardly knew our name
We’ll set the stage On the wide front range Where we’ll grown old and free and strange
But I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready to let go (2*)
There’s something about this place that’s calling out to me
‘Cause we built house of love and grew a family tree
We’ll play it out Till the credits end My partner, lover, fighter, friend
I’ll love your face But forget your name And you’ll remind me just the same
But I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready to let go (2*)
There’s something about our love that never wants to die
Cause we realized there’s more beyond this desert sky
I’ll fall asleep with my soul to keep But I ain’t ready to let go
I’ll know we did All the things we should And all they things we said we would
But I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready, I ain’t ready to let go (2*)
Dani B
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The Best Part
03:27
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The Best Part
If your mother and me were both lost ships at sea
and our collision made us capsize
Although we go down, knowing that we will drown,
I accept my fate, lost in her eyes
If a fire destroyed all the things we’ve enjoyed
and it threatened to snuff out our life
Some things I’ll regret, stuff I haven’t done yet,
but I’m proud that I made her my wife
Bad choices are my reality. Actions and words rarely agree
I don’t tell you enough, just no good at this stuff.
You two girls are the best part of me
When our terrible fights keep you up through the night
and our words cut us too deep to heal
We scream and we shout, as we slowly bleed out.
To be wed loses all its appeal
Just know I would not change one damn thing.
The pain and the joy entwining
Out of that came you both, call it real chance for growth
We were blessed with the best of offspring
One hundred and done, your mom hundred and one
‘cause she always preferred younger guys
Made our plans to embrace, as we stare into space
And shout, ‘here we go, one, two three die’
But life’s never easy as it sounds,
Though the ups make it worth all the downs
When the fates take me out, hope this song removes doubt
That my pride for you both knows no bounds
Bad choices were my reality. Actions and words rarely agree
I don’t tell you enough, just no good at this stuff
You two girls are the best part of me (tag 2 more *)
R. Bell
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Bodies of Water
04:16
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Bodies of Water
I’ve traveled in my dreams, so many ocean of blue
In search to find a love, that just might once be true
If not across an ocean, it again might be a sea
Sometimes tame like you, but mostly wild like me.
I’ve dove in some hardships, in search to find some peace
I’ve run from my beauty, to find comfort in some beast
And that young girl’s journey, might have come at all the costs
But all who wander, are not lost
I would never jump ship, but I might go overboard,
come up with the shore
I might lose the wind in my sails,
but I’ll rise up with the tide, I’m in for the ride
We’re bodies of water, we ebb and we flow
We’re bodies of water, it’s simpatico
I’ve ran a chartered course, yet almost nearly drowned
I might have missed some signals, I might have run aground
But out on the horizon, a beacon cared to shed some light
And it still calls to me, night after night
My heart is worn and weathered, but that’s for me to tell
When searching for your true love, you need to know it well
Navigating through rough waters, coasting through the calm
I’m your sea shanty, but mostly you’re my psalm
Dani Bell
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The Unwieldies Nevada
With Danielle on guitar and Robert on the upright (both sharing vocal duties), Jack Ball on violin, Richard Wells on dobro
and Eric Frommhold on banjo.
‘This first track on the CD (Star Struck) tells the story of the beginning when Robert and I spent many late nights hanging out, strolling his neighborhood and falling in love, that happened too.’
We love each other so you don’t have to….
... more
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