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PAGE 1: [PRODIGAL CHILD] [COLD,HARD,CASH] [DEVIL IN THE DISTANCE] [THE GOOD LOOKING DRUNK] THIS PAGE: [DRAWING CIRCLES IN A SANDSTORM] [I ONLY SAID I WAS CRAZY] [MY FAVORITE WORN OUT JEANS] PAGE 3: [WILD MUSTANG] [NOTHING WALL TO WALL] [WHEN I HEAR MY LITTLE GIRL CRY] PAGE 4: [TRAIN OF THOUGHT] [SHE'S LEAVING HIM] [TRAVELING LIGHT] [THE WINNERS IN LOVE] |
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Note: The following lyrics are copyright and are registered by David Moulton with the Library of Congress. |
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| Never get involved with someone who is on the rebound. You end up as an emotional crutch and we all know what happens to a crutch once you are healed. | ||||
| DRAWING CIRCLES IN A SANDSTORM. © David Moulton | ||||
| VERSE 1 | ||||
| In the quiet times I often find you Flipping through the pages of my mind, The story line you left there has no end Not even with the passages of time. You stayed around just long enough to mend your wings Then you took off in search of bluer skies, And there’s no way to argue with a silence You left me without reasons or good-byes. |
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| CHORUS | ||||
| And I was drawing circles in a sandstorm Holding back the grains against the wind, Being punished for the hurt another done to you And loving you too much my only sin. |
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| VERSE 2 | ||||
| The last I heard you’d moved to San
Diego You’d got a job and I know that you’ll do fine, Sometimes I think that I might try to find you But then again I don’t think now’s the time. So I guess I’ll just stay here with my memories And stop playing those games that I can’t win, The question is not, would you ever let me back The question is, would you ever let me in. |
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| CHORUS | ||||
| Or am I drawing circles in a sandstorm Holding back the grains against the wind, Being punished for the hurt another done to you And loving you too much my only sin. |
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| Written as an antidote for the previous song. | ||||
| I ONLY SAID I WAS CRAZY © David Moulton | ||||
| VERSE 1 | ||||
| When I met you I was crazy in love ’Cos the real you I couldn’t see, And that was long before I found out That you were cheatin’ on me. Now you’re tellin’ me that if I take you back You promise you’ll always be true, Well I only said I was crazy Not stupid in love with you. |
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| VERSE 2 | ||||
| You told me that you loved me But you were drunk at the time, An’ I can see when you left me You were leavin’ the scene of the crime. You said I was your best friend Well how come you treat me so bad? An’ I should have known ’stead of counting on you I should have counted the beers that you’d had. |
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| BRIDGE | ||||
| Now you’re tellin’ me that you’re sorry And you’re askin’ can we start anew, Well I only said I was crazy Not stupid in love with you. |
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| VERSE 3 | ||||
| They always say that once bitten Will make a man twice as shy, An’ if I should think about takin’ you back Just give me one reason why It’s not that I don’t have feelings Just my sense of survival shows through, ’Cos I only said I was crazy Not stupid in love with you. |
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| I began writing this song 1994 in Los Angeles about my feelings for that town. Then a job took me to Eugene, Oregon. So I made the song fit any town and it is also about my journey through life. | ||||
| MY FAVORITE WORN-OUT JEANS © David Moulton | ||||
| VERSE 1 | ||||
| Home always used to be whatever town
I was in Never stayed in one place like a dry leaf in the wind, So to find myself settlin’ down was the last thing I expected Looks like this ol’ town an’ me really have connected. |
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| CHORUS | ||||
| I wasn’t born here but I got here just as soon
as I could When I found out this is where belong, Sometimes when I miss the place where I was raised I tell myself it’s a good place to be from. This is where I hang my hat and it’s where I hang my dreams An’ it fits me like my favorite worn-out jeans, This place fits me like my favorite worn out jeans. |
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| VERSE 2 | ||||
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Sometimes on life’s highway I’d take
a different turn And along with every detour was a lesson to be learned, The unknown road I travel on is of my own creation And the journey means more to me than my destination. |
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| BRIDGE | ||||
| There’s a small change in perception between
Heaven and Hell And I’ve found a God that I can trust, the one within myself, An’ if Jesus wears Levi’s I know this much is true He buttons up those 501s the same way that I do. |
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| CHORUS | ||||
| I wasn’t born here but I got here just as soon
as I could When I found out this is where belong, Sometimes when I think about the lifestyle I once had I tell myself I’m glad those times have gone. This is where I hang my hat and it’s where I hang my dreams An’ it fits me like my favorite worn-out jeans, My life fits me like my favorite worn out jeans. |
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