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My Time
04:53
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Here I am standing
At the factory gate
It's a rainy Monday morning
And this is what I hate
Selling my time
I'm selling of my time
For a handful of pennies
I work this production line
Here comes the boss man
Waves his arms about
He's never ever happy
And you can hear him shout
Don't waste my time
My money is your time
You'll get a handful of pennies
But you won't get another dime, no
There goes the factory whistle
It's time to take a break
Half the day is over
How much more can I take
Selling my time
I'm selling off my time
For a handful of pennies
Oh brother this is such a crime
The working day is over
I'm in a traffic jam
Red lights are flashing
I don't know why I am
Wasting my time
I'm wasting so much time
I've got ten miles to travel
But I'm stuck in this traffic line; yes I am
One day I'm going to sell up
And leave this daily grind
I'm busy doing nothing
And that is when I find myself some time
I'm going to find some time
And if it takes until eternity
Oh brother, I'm going to make it mine, yes I am
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C21st Depression Blues
03:37
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There was a time, back in the 1930's
When depression hit so hard
That it nearly damn drove
All the good people down to the ground
The land became a dust bowl
Times were so tough that they said it nearly killed the Blues
Well now imagine that people
So we've seen these hard times once before
But I've still got those twenty-first century depression blues
Hard time returned, harder than many before
Jobs have been lost, business counts the cost
The working man feels the pain once again
Then you see the bankers with bonuses
And M.P.'s with their false expenses
It sure does bring you down people
Well I don't care for them anymore
Because I've still got those twenty-first century depression blues
You've got to keep the faith
Keep your hopes alive
Because in times like these
You've got to have the will to survive
They're going to put you down
You've got to get back up
You've got to show them that you're here to stay
They won't thank you anyway
Well I know that times have been tough before
But I've still got those twenty-first century depression blues
Twenty-first century depression blues
Twenty-first century depression blues
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For The Little One (Courtney's Song)
Colour me with your rainbows,
Over and over again,
Under blues skies, the blue of you eyes,
Roses bloom at the sound of your name.
Tie me down with your silk ribbons,
Never free me from your invisible spell.
Even I cannot see what your world is to be,
You kiss, but you’ll never tell.
Rainy days won’t keep me away,
Or make me run and hide.
Smile for me and walk with me,
Ever and always by my side….
Take me to a world full of wonder,
Of places to play and to hide.
Let’s laugh and sing, let the moment bring,
Let me always be by your side,
Ever and always by your side,
Yeah, always by your side!
© New Tradition Music.
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Kuranda Brake (The Railway Song)
Tic-Tack shops, Lorikeets and cold beer.
Tjabugai painters and Gadja artists all live here.
Fat, red faced tourists stand wilting in the sun,
Under hot-house skies, our Dreamtime journey has begun!
I’m on the tail of Buda Dji on this downhill ride.
A mountain to the right of me; on the left is the viewing side.
Look! See the Barron falling and tumbling again.
The roar of his call is fed by the forest rain.
This “snake” keeps on sliding and hugging the mountain side.
Like a child I see so many things, my eyes are open wide.
The beauty and the splendour is more than I can take?
Is this Dreamtime I’m living, as I ride this Kuranda brake/
Tic-Tack shops, but now there’s snow on the ground.
It’s cold and it’s grey as I walk through this English market town.
But as I slip, I'm in Dreamtime once again.
In the Kuranda brake and the tale of that mountain train.
© New Tradition Music.
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In Paradise
05:31
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In Paradise
Sunrise over blue water,
Soft sand; an endless beach.
Sea breeze blows upon me gently,
Always out of reach.
“Rush-hour” on a busy Four Mile,
No cars on this “street”.
Sunscreen; better watch my shoulders,
Out in this tropical heat (oh yeah).
Beach cafe, Americano coffee,
A walk down Macrossan Street.
Window shopping in the sunshine
There’s a spring in my feet.
Lazing on a sunny Four Mile,
Lunch with a bottle of wine.
Arvo down at the marina,
Everything here is just fine (oh yeah!)
Was it all in a dream?
Was it all so far away?
Are you going to return?
Yes, I’m going back, going back to stay ...
In Paradise…..
Reef boats all returning safely,
Stroll down to Rex Smeale Park,
Sunset over distant mountains;
The day slips into dark.
Meet friends dinning out at 2 Fish,
“Seafood Platter” is so nice!
No place could be any finer,
Than here in Paradise (oh yeah!)
Was it all in a dream?
Was it all so far away?
Are you going to return?
Yes, I’m going back, going back to stay…
In Paradise…..
© 2014. New Tradition Music.
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Ten Thousand Miles
04:19
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Ten Thousand Miles
The street lights on the port side
Fade away and flicker out of sight.
Into the inky darkness,
As I soar away into the black of night.
A sad farewell at the departure gate
And now I’m on my own.
A pang of pain in my heart to let me know
I’m travelling ten thousand miles from home.
The “angel” of the cabin
Flits from seat to seat and row to row.
Her reassuring smile,
Helps to heal the pain that just won’t let me go.
Please cut me loose,
I need to free my mind
I’m here on my own.
I’m so confused; I fall into a troubled sleep
I’m travelling ten thousand miles from home?
Always steadfast in my mission,
Resolute and my aims were always true.
But the dream became a nightmare
And now it’s just a thing I have to do.
In a tourist town, in a foreign land,
I’ve got to make it on my own.
Too much to lose, I need to see this through
I’m travelling ten thousand miles from home.
© 2014. New Tradition Music.
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Garrington T Jones England, UK
Garrington T Jones is a performer and recording artist who gives the art of lyrical storytelling a modern day
edge.
Garrington describes himself as a "Rhythm shaker, a riff chaser, a lyric hunter, a song maker and a lover of acoustic Blues, Folk & Roots music.
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