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Flock
02:11
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The rooster will crow, the sparrow may plead
And the blackbird will sing, though it doesn't have the need
And I will hum the tune, 'cause I don't know the words
As I sit in the wilderness, listening to the choir of birds
The vultures will circle, the phoenix rise from flames
And the raven will speak, and it sounds just like your name
Some of them will call and some of them will sing
Some will brave the winter and some of them will fly south till spring
And a murder of crows will sit on the lines
And the robins take wing and inhabit the pines
And they'll all flock together and blacken the sky
Until they return home to live and to die
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Flock (demo)
02:30
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The rooster will crow, the sparrow may plead
And the blackbird will sing, though it doesn't have the need
And I will hum the tune, 'cause I don't know the words
As I sit in the wilderness, listening to the choir of birds
The vultures will circle, the phoenix rise from flames
And the raven will speak, and it sounds just like your name
Some of them will call and some of them will sing
Some will brave the winter and some of them will fly south till spring
And a murder of crows will sit on the lines
And the robins take wing and inhabit the pines
And they'll all flock together and blacken the sky
Until they return home to live and to die
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Country Resume (demo)
02:37
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I've never worked in a coal mine
I've never thumbed my way across a state line
I've never sat alone and cried into my beer
So how can I tell you what you want to hear
I've never been in a bar fight
I've never shot a man just to watch him die
Can't say I've felt the devil drawing near
So how can I tell you what you want to hear
But I've slept in my car
And I've closed down my fair share of bars
I've been laid off and let down,
Cheated on and pushed around
I've had my share of heartbreak
But not more than I could take
I've never rode in a boxcar
I've never paid my rent by playing my guitar
I've never been the kind to live my life in fear
So how can I tell you what you want to hear
Now I'm down to my last dime
So I'll take it home one piece at a time
I've been put down and put out
I've had my troubles and my doubt
I've had my share of heartbreak
But that doesn't always make for a good song
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She's a shipwreck in a bottle, she's lightning in a jar
She's pulling on the strings to this heart
She's the furnace and the fire, the shovel and the coal
She's a slow sip of whiskey to my soul
She's the Lightning & the thunder, she's the rumble & the quake
She's moonlight's mirror image on the lake
She's the giver & the taker, the maker & the mold
She's a slow sip of whisky to my soul
She comes on like a fever, & she leaves just like a dream
She's the thread & she's the needle & the seam
She can cut just like a razor, but I hang on every word
Every breath that I pull into my lungs I breathe for her
She's my sail and my anchor, she's the sea and she's the shore
She's the part of me that I spent my life looking for
Found my needle in the haystack, and I'll never let her go
She's a slow sip of whiskey to my soul
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Eric Barnett Charleston, South Carolina
Eric is a singer-songwriter from Galion, OH. After 13 years as a factory worker, he's moving to Charleston, SC to start the next phase. His debut album, "Shipwreck in a Bottle", came out on June 23rd.
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