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Buffalo
04:53
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Buffalo, you left me low, you left me cold, Buffalo
And so I had to go where the southern wind blows, Buffalo
So I packed my bags and left,
Grabbed a map and I headed west,
Headed where the southern sun sets,
Buffalo, you left me scarred from the snow, Buffalo
And my body shows, the scars more than I know, Buffalo
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Elva
03:20
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I've been forgetting ghost stories that my grandfather read to me,
right before I went to sleep, haunting my dreams
I've been singing old melodies, that my grandmother sang to me,
my voice shakes as my heart breaks, I'm out of key
What happened to my Uncle John,
Where do they go when they're not gone, Elva
I've been praying to you lately, praying for my family,
we kept faith you would take the weight off our bodies
I've been clutching your rosary, Holy Fathers and Hail Marys,
We kept faith you would take the weight off our bodies,
What happened to my Uncle John,
Where do they go when they're not gone, Elva
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Terlingua
02:56
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Badlands
05:26
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I've never seen a man stand so tall,
I've never seen a man, a rebel with out a cause,
I see myself in him, back against a brick wall,
I see myself in him, forgot who I was
In the Badlands, these are dark times,
I'll keep driving on until I see the sunrise,
I never hurt no one who didn't have it coming,
Until I see the sun, I'll keep the engine running
Born and raised in Lincoln, I am a carpenter's son
Born and raised in Lincoln, I am everyone
If I could only see what they say I did in that station,
If I could only see the things they say I've done
In the Badlands, these are dark times,
I'll keep driving on until I see the sunrise,
I never hurt no one who didn't have it coming,
Until I see the sun, I'll keep the engine running
These are dark times in the Badlands
Where some do evil things others won't understand,
His excuses, pay no mind to them
Do not lose your faith over acts of evil men
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Desert Theme
02:13
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Matagorda
01:46
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C Minor
02:45
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Texarkana
03:37
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The story of Paul and Anna, two teens from Texarkana
who wanted to feel alive one night,
Drove out to lovers' lane at dark, and put Paul's Ford in park
but something didn't feel right
She was nervous for his touch, and he wanted to feel a rush,
but they were surprised by a sight
Paul was blinded by a light, clubbed in the head with a lead pipe,
the phantom told Anna to run for her life
Welcome to the town that fears sundown, Texarkana
Welcome to the town that fears sundown, Texarkana
The story's been told before, the words sink to your core,
The scenes reply at night when you're alone,
The stories are the same, and the endings never change,
the mystery's remain unsolved,
The memories grow old, but feelings are still cold,
and we don't trust each other's mind,
So now what have we done, our feelings have grown numb,
and I don't trust myself sometimes
Welcome to the town that fears sundown, Texarkana
Welcome to the town that fears sundown, Texarkana
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Desert Culture Austin, Texas
I want to make music you can do the twist to; music you can shake your knees to. My name is Daniel Vega. I write songs with Brett Thorne, Grant Appleton, and Taylor Thomas.
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