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Roam
05:30
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LYRICS
Somewhere out the nest, Put your heart to the test
Is it the place or the feeling? The heart can bare the weight
Knowing the worth, the reeling ... to Roam
A steady walk through the woods, Never done nobody wrong
Soon as ya cross the county line Leave yourself behind, elementary
Every time you Roam
R o a m row row
R o a m to each his own
Humble finds a home, conscience says ‘hello’
Feels good in your bones, To know there’s a light at the end of
Everytime yer low, tremolo
You see the Buffalo, they roam, You see the fishes, yeah, they roam
The path of least resistance, Don’t think it’s what it’s cracked up to be
To know is to go
R o a m row row
R o a m to each his own
If I could Jimmy my way into, stay in the woods with you
Completely off the grid, that old time feelin, humans used to do *3 hits
Before the screen
Somewhere way out west, Put your heart to the test
Is it the place or the feeling? The heart can bare the weight
Knowing the worth, the reeling ... to Roam
R o a m row row
R o a m to each his own
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2. |
Medicine Lid
05:03
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"Medicine Lid"
(written by Aaron Wesley Davis, published by Three Hearted Recording, ASCAP)
The original owner of this here lid
Left the world early like many heroes did
Never knew his name, the Montana fisher
All I know is I’ll thank him down the river
Gifted to me by his best friend
Didn’t know a lick about me, in the end
On my head it rests, a token to believe
Cash it in by turning it to seed
It gives me cold chills
With all, all of the feels
Not for me, not for him, but for the Medicine Lid
And those cold, cold chills
One assumes control like humans do
But there are ties that bind out of view
The panoramic forces lead one to zoom
Beyond the peripheral and into bloom
Hats are a shade just like a shoe
Sometimes buried, sometimes they walk to you
This one I wear not for the color it brings
But what it stands for and how it makes me sing
The character of a cap is the grit it holds
All the fortune lies beneath the folds
Sir, it’s an honor, and it covers my fuzz
Raise a glass to that natural buzz
It gives me cold chills
With all, all of the feels
not for me, not for him, but for the Medicine
And those cold, cold chills
And those cold, cold chills
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Teeth to the Wind
03:23
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Teeth to the Wind (lyrics; written by Aaron Wesley Davis)
There’s a timeless intention with, “bless your heart”
Might not stand a chance, might come apart
There’s a 3-hearted theory on how the clouds break from here
And you can’t tame it blindly, like a puppeteer
Teeth to the Wind, the damn chemicals within
Stay in tune, raise a fist, my friend
Stare it down when it screams the most, can’t treat it like a ghost
Won’t make any headway if you don’t
Hold tight the sail gets riled, ensuing battle near
Damn the stream at its mouth, we’ll be on the pier
Teeth to the Wind, the damn chemicals within
Stay in tune, raise a fist, my friend
Double down on soul food, storm has yet to pass
Rainbows over rough rivers, well, they never last
How many anchors can you drag, ‘til the rope begins to fray?
A tattoo of “intrepid” on display
Teeth to the Wind, the damn chemicals within
Stay in tune, raise a fist, my friend
Teeth to the Wind, you’re gonna get through this, my friend
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Aaron Davis Jackson, Wyoming
“An essential force in the Americana roots music scene in Wyoming.” Wyoming-based, Kentucky native Aaron Davis stages his songs with a deep well of old-time and modern sonic textures. Chiefly known as co-founder of national touring act Screen Door Porch, as engineer-producer-session player at his Three Hearted Recording Studio, and for the eclectic quartet Aaron Davis & The Mystery Machine. ... more
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