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Medicine (Live)
04:36
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There’s honest work on my side of the mountain
The honest part is the hardest part and there ain’t no two ways about it
I’ll sing until my lungs burst
Even better with my own words
I’d love to listen to my radio but I can’t stand the static
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine
I couldn’t find a place at your table so I made my own
A faithful grind is painful grind and for most, better left alone
They said to cut my teeth
On the finest of the meat
But come to learn the hard way it’s all just gristle and bone
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine
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Temperance (Live)
05:39
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I’ve been waiting for the rain to stop
I’ve been waiting out the rain
I’ve been waiting for the storm to pass me by so I can cross the river
I’ve been waiting for the river to dry
So I can come back home
Crawl across the bed and fall asleep in the arms of temperance
So if you don’t mind
Stop wasting my time
Change your ways
Give me peace
I’ve been waiting for the tides to change
So I can see the mud below my feet
I count the waves crashing to the shore to remind me
I still got a heartbeat
So if you don’t mind
Stop wasting my time
Change your ways
Give me peace
So if you don’t mind
Stop wasting my time
Change your ways
Give me peace
I’m in need, I’m in need of a change
Yes, I’m in need, I’m in need of a change
I’m in need, yes, I’m in need of a change
I wanna come back home
I’ve been waiting for the river to dry
So I can come back home
Crawl across the bed and fall asleep in the arms of temperance
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3. |
Working Hands (Live)
05:41
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Grandpa would rise every morning
Get out to the fields by dawn
Pioneers plow the earth and rain
Rock-a-bye the seed and all the life it brings
Rock-a-bye the life it bring
Rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye the life it bring
Daddy laid brick every summer
Hammering nails in the heat
Pioneers earn through skill and sweat
With two jobs, overtime and an honest days beat
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hands work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hands they work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
I've come to learn the tireless ways
Of the pioneers and their song
The hand that guides the hammer the plow and the pen
Is the same pioneer of my own that I've become
Of my own that I've become
Of my own
Of my own
Of my own that I've become
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hands they work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hands work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work now child
Working hands do bleed
Working hands work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
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Freer Now (Live)
07:02
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She sat across the table an ocean between
Ignoring the sound pouring from my heart like a broke down symphony
Her stare cut through the silence, her death black colored iris
Her hair set wildfire to my misery
A once broken wing shall regain the sky
In a wild blue yonder burning above the pines
I might be missing quite a few feathers but I’m freer now than I’ve ever been
I hit the road running, there’s no turning back
With a red lined screaming engine, in a p.o.s. Cadillac
Just across the county line at the old covered bridge
I stopped and dropped her memory like an anchor in the cold muddy depth
A once broken wing shall regain the sky
In a wild blue yonder burning above the pines
I might be missing quite a few feathers but I’m freer now than I’ve ever been
Into the world I go
To lose my mind and find my soul
Into the world I go
Folks back home, wonder what became of me
Heard they took out a missing person’s ad, an obituary
I’m heading west, chasing the sun
The road behind me like the ribbon of a cigarette, it’s here, then it’s gone
A once broken wing shall regain the sky
In a wild blue yonder burning above the pines
I might be missing quite a few feathers
A once broken wing shall regain the sky
In a wild blue yonder burning above the pines
I might be missing quite a few feathers but I’m freer now than I’ve ever been
Into the world I go
Into the world I go
To lose my mind and find my soul
Into the world I go
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Time to pull up anchor & get back home
Time to pull up anchor & fix what’s broke
Being down & out never looked good on me, it’d never stick, it’d never keep
Time to pull up anchor & get back home
The hardest part of being in the dark is just knowing how far away you really are
Please don’t turn your light out
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Ain’t ever been easy to cross tabooed lines
Ain’t ever been easy watching you, watching me try & try
I’m righting a ship that’s run ashore
Digging deeper, wanting better, wanting more
Ain’t ever been easy to cross tabooed lines
The hardest part of being in the dark is just knowing how far away you really are
Please don’t turn your light out
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
I’m paying up for the damage I’ve done
Because what’s worth more to me is us
Please don’t turn your light out
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Don’t turn your light out on me
Don’t turn your light out on me just yet
Don’t turn your light out on me
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6. |
Walking The Dog (Live)
04:53
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I got an aching head, the whiskey shakes
An empty bed that’s self made
Bite marks tracking down my throbbing veins
A man’s best friend who wants to do it all again
I spent all night searching for the break of dawn
Roaming the streets, walking the dog
I got moans and groans from my head to my toes
What happened last night Lordy nobody knows
Don’t mind me I’m just the walking dead
I got silly voices, they in my head
I spent all night searching for the break of dawn
Howling at the moon, walking the dog
The sazerac whiskey's gone straight to my head, that's my poor head
Last night started out feeling fine
I woke up this morning to the second line
I grab my guitar, my coat and hat
Trying to find out where the hell I’m at
I hitch me a ride as far as I can
To the next spot and do it over again
I spent all night searching for the break of dawn
Howling at the moon, walking the dog
I’m going to take the dog for a walk babe
Bartender can I have a more sazerac please
I don’t want to go home just yet
Lordy don’t make me go
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I spoke to my preacher this morning
What on earth is a boy to do?
I say my house don't feel like home and the foundation's falling through
I spoke to my preacher this morning, asked what on earth is a boy to do?
He said "Son you were only brought into the world to shine a small light into a dark room"
Talked to my mother last night
Tell me mama what you think of me?
Ain't got a dime to my name, just mistakes and apologies
I spoke to my mother last night, tell me mama what you think of me?
"Son you are old enough to be a man now, better trust in God, live and let it be"
I wrote a letter to my lover
Ain't the grass greener on the other side?
It's been raining here for days baby but my fields be dust and dry
I wrote a letter to my lover, ain't the grass greener on the other side?
PS I still love you baby, yea, my black clouds are turning into blue skies
That means you can come on home whenever you want to
Come on now
I prayed to my God last night
To wake me up from my sleep
I might not deserve it Lord but my soul ain't ready for you to keep
I prayed to my God last night, please wake me up from my sleep
I ain't saying how to handle business but I got a couple things to do before me and you meet
I ain't saying how to handle business but I got a couple things to do before me and you meet
I ain't saying how to handle business no, I got a couple things to do before me and you meet
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8. |
Love Me or Leave (Live)
05:55
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I never knew winter could be so cruel
Long before the frost, I was lost, now I'm just your thawed out April fool
I never thought I'd ever see the day when winter could be so unkind
I drank from your cup of bitterness
I must confess, I ain't the least bit surprised
I tried loving you time and time again
Time and time again I'd end up back where I began
With a simple notion, I must be going right out of my mind
You never loved me, but you never leave
You can call me a madman
Tell me I'm downright deranged
You can call me crazy
But around here the seasons never change
It's winter everyday
I tried loving you time and time again
Time and time again I'd end up back where I began
With a simple notion, I must be going right out of my mind
You never loved me, but you never leave
You never loved me, but you never leave
You never loved me, but you never leave
You never loved me, but you never leave
Love me or leave
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Nick Andrew Staver Shippensburg, Pennsylvania
Nick Andrew Staver continues to emerge in the American Roots & Blues scene as a captivating songwriter and
storyteller.
Now behind the release of a new live album, "Live. In House" (Oct 2021) and a handful of singles including an updated version of the fan favorite "Working Hands" (Aug 2021), Nick is returning to the listening rooms that are the framework of the American music experience.
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