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Delville Wood
04:41
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Through the mud I stand, Brave,
I don't really think so
Love and dream the land, I cherished you, so farewell
Rifle in my hand. I stand, You running through my mind
I don’t want to play this hand,
I was dealt a death I do not understand
DelvilleWood, you are so cruel
DelvilleWood, how could you?
In a war they call grand,
Rusted barbed wire divides us in the sand,
The flesh of another man don’t mean much,
I still don't understand.
Through the mud I stand,
Brave, I don’t really think so
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2. |
Ain't it a Shame
02:43
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3. |
Golden Days
03:58
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Roll Sisyphus
04:49
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There’s a heavy footstep and a deep churning sound
It’s getting louder, it’s shaking the ground
It’s the sound of struggle, the sound of pain
It’s the sound of losing time you can never regain
It’s you and your boulder, you’re pushing through the mud
You’re pressing with your shoulder, your heart’s pump, pump pumping your blood
[chorus]
Roll, Sisyphus, roll Just a bit longer to pay your toll
Roll, Sisyphus, roll Stake your claim at the top and regain your soul
It’s easy to get stuck in a rut, your path is set
You’re climbing to escape by you’ve gotta pay your debt
You’re reaching for your freedom, you’re reaching for the top
You’re reaching for a time when you can finally stop
You know you should just drop it, let the rock fall where it may
But instead you’re pushing day after day.
CHORUS
Around you flowers quiver, Clear streams shimmer
Morning leaves glisten, And when you stop to listen
The wind says underneath its breath “This is all there is”
But you’re desperate to escape This rut that you create
This trench your footsteps excavate
a hill of all you love and hate
And all that you can relate to
This life … that you’re just passing through
CHORUS
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Racing Time
02:48
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I remember when, We were young,,,
Life was endless, In the warm sun…
You were beautiful, And we were dumb
Had no questions, When we were young…
CHORUS
Now the past
Is here to last….
Racing time..
Until we die
Growing old…
Houses sold…
Cancer grows…
When we grow old…
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Murphy's Shambles Frederick, Maryland
MURPHY'S SHAMBLES is the collaborative, cohesive co-mingling of the grit of Americana folk songs sung by railroad laborers
with the laments of lost Irish soldiers. It’s flavored with salty shanties and bittersweet goodbyes. It’s unbound by the tug of love and loss that unite humans across eras and borders. www.murphysshambles.com
Washington Post's review of our album: wapo.st/3cUpBVw
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