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Ain’t No Lie
03:33
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Ain’t No Lie
V1
It was one for the money, and two for the show,
It was a long time coming and set to go.
In a decent time, it’d have been a shame
But, they shot me down, I’d have done the same
Murdered with a lie sitting at your desk.
Blood gushing out of my head and my chest
And they said it was business not personal
And that’s just how it is in the modern world
Chorus
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
By the gun I lived, by the gun I died
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
They get their money bye and bye
V2
Born into a creed on to the killing floor.
It’s like we didn’t see the blood spill anymore.
We took our money, and our made a good run, and with god on our side, we fought and won
Now the rules of the game are pushed and bent
But we learned real young just to forget
And they said it was business not personal
And that’s just how it is in the modern world
Chorus
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
By the gun I lived, by the gun I died
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
They get their money bye and bye
V3
Another folk song, the same as the last. Ain’t no difference from the future and the past.
Another folks song, and it ends the same
23 holes in my body and my brain
Cause there aint no heroes, marters or saints
Just collateral damage to the pawns in the game
And they said it was business not personal
And that’s just how it is in the modern world
Chorus
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
By the gun I lived, by the gun I died
Ain't no lie, ain't no lie
They get their money bye and bye
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2. |
Sir Isaac Newton
03:08
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Sir Isaac Newton
V1
He broke my nose
with a kick to the head.
We were street fighting men
and we were once were friends.
We fought in the bars and the streets for a trade
...and Sir Isaac Newton was proven right again
V2
With fist held high
ini the glory of the fight,
theyt hit the concrete
everye Saturday night..
FallingF to the ground,
e,
eyes rolled back white...Sir Isaac Newton, again, proven right
Chorus
Sir Isaac Newton, proven right againA lesson in gravity
A lesson in pain,
and a little bit of Einstein
straight to the face
and, Sir Isaac Newton, proven right again
V3
The big b men, foolish men
came fromc all around..
WithW a bloody bunch of fives
tthey’d be sleeping sweet and sound.
‘Cause what goes up,
surely
smust come down....as Sir Isaac predicted, it was tarmac town
Chorus
Sir Isaac Newton, proven right again
A lesson in gravity
A lesson in pain,
and a little bit of Einstein
straight to the face
and, Sir Isaac Newton, proven right again
V4
It was many years ago
I tried to make my way straight,
had I hmy first real go
a
at the Sunday morning game
But he was a hard swinging man
wwith no retirement plan,
...proving Isaac Newton with the bruises on his hands
Chorus
Sir Isaac Newton, proven right again
A lesson in gravity
A lesson in pain,
and a little bit of Einstein
straight to the face
and, Sir Isaac Newton, proven right again
V5
I I heard rumours on the road,
that ,the met with foul play,or he’s living down the coast,
or he’s in a shallow grave.
Other stories do recall,
it was a down dirty brawl...andand old sir Isaac Newton’s inevitable law
V6
And of my friend, I do not know, if he’s alive or dead,
,but I hope he found a way to grow old in the end..
But for a fighter like that,
it is a creed, not a trade
...and I’ve no doubt Sir Isaac Newton was proven right again.
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3. |
Teenage Lover
03:17
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Teenage Lover
V1
I’m drifting back the years again,
to our prime debut, to my first best friends,
to brothers in arms, beers and guitars,
a goodnight kiss before her father’s car.
But, my life in the hands of the last bus home,
to street wise command, our fates tied and owned.
The regrets and the answers, and the years, they do fade,
but we got something surely that time could never take...
Chorus
If you’re going down
by the Links fairground
Where the nights were long,
and the music loud.
Would you remember me to the girl up the street?
Cause I was once her teenage lover.
I was once her teenage lover.
V2
We went back to school on a Monday morning,
they had no idea what had been or was coming.
When the weekend came, we were kings again.
Drinking up the rider and the local fame.
Chain smoking in the cold, and dancing all night.
Quite simple really, but the days of our lives.
The regrets and the answers, and the years, they do fade,
but we got something surely that time could never take...
Chorus
If you’re going down
by the Links fairground
Where the nights were long,
and the music loud.
Would you remember me to the girl up the street?
Cause I was once her teenage lover.
I was once her teenage lover.
V3
No parsley or sage, no rosemary or thyme
But Guinness, Marlboro Red and or Lucky Strike
With the sting in the tears when the sweat hit the eyes
A last dance floor kiss before the ugly lights
We were running hard, like it was a race to grow up,
and now that we are here, I think, what was the rush...
the regrets and the answers, and the years, they do fade,
but we got something surely that time could never fake.
Chorus
If you’re going down
by the Links fairground
Where the nights were long,
and the music loud.
Would you remember me to the girl up the street?
Cause I was once her teenage lover.
I was once her teenage lover.
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4. |
Red Letter Blues
04:07
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Red Letter Blues
We got no more money for you now.
We got no money for you now.
It ain’t your concern or your fault,
your just a man doing in his job.
Still, we got to money for you now.
We got to money for you now.
Remember they used to try to hide a lie?
Remember they used to try to hide a lie?
Clear to our red eyes,
written in black in white.
Still, we got no money for you now.
We got no money for you now.
Another red letter through the door.
Another red letter through the door.
Can’t rest the weary eyes.
Working morning through the night.
And we can't get along this way
Can't get along this way.
They put one of their cronies in the chair.
They put one of their cronies in the chair.
They set the table, and we made the bed.
With a hand on the bible he did swear.
They put one of their cronies in the chair.
Remember they used to try to hide a lie.
Remember they used to try to hide a lie.
Clear to our red eyes.
Written in black in white.
Still, we got no money for you now.
We got no money for you now.
We’ve got no money for you now.
We’ve got no money for you now.
It ain’t your concern or fault,
you’re just a man doing his job.
Still, we got no money for you now.
We got no money for you now.
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Ballad Of Brunswick Street
V1
I found the freaks like me on Brunswick street, when I was just 22.
The Rock’N’Roll bars, Feedback guitars & a fuck you attitude
We were new on the scene
but we knew where we’d been
Come Thursday night, we‘d be sweating for you
The bar staff got a show
And it was time to go home
to infomercials on the tube.
Chorus
How was it years ago
How could it be years ago
V2
But in a couple of weeks
We’d be back to the street
Bangin’ out, some of that, day job blues.
It’s been years ago now
and the rider ran out
And i made sure that I had nothing to lose.
but destruction and wine
and damn good time
with some of the best friends that I ever had.
It’s like when bad means good
like a bad-ass crew,
and a leather jacket on its back
Chorus
How was it years ago
How could it be years ago
No, it ain’t years ago
How was it years ago
V3
I found the freaks like me
On Brunswick street
When I was just 22
The Rock’N’Roll bars,
Feedback guitars
And a fuck you attitude
Chorus
How was it years ago
How could it be years ago
No, it ain’t years ago
How was it years ago
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Rich Davies & The Low Road have garnered a reputation as one of Australia’s most formidable
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showcasing ‘a foot stomping, contemporary folk attack’ (Mick Thomas). With a poet’s
heart and a rocker’s soul, Davies’ compositions pay loving tribute to the great folk forms of old.
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