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LAND

by Swampcandy

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1.
She liked bad boys and Hip hop music She's goin' to preparatory She's daddy's debutante Louis Vuitton on her shoulder Plastic Full So the fun never stops Get some cocaine Meet me in the Bathroom Lock the Door We'll talk talk talk Day after Day We can run We can run Faster than the rain Your stupid smile Gets me in trouble Your dumb ideas Sound good when I Do not complain About the good times Shit goes south I'm with you at least Day after Day We can run We can run Faster than the rain Day after day Bombs away We can run Faster than the rain Day after day She left a note by my bedside I read it six times This is what it said Day after Day We can not run We can not run Faster than the rain Day after Day Beautiful Decay We can not run Faster than the rain Do not Return If you don't love me I could not look into your eyes And think that you don't care
2.
You can find me high on a mountain Lonesome as it gets you can find me down by the river Wash away my regrets If I die with my eyes open I might finally be awake You can find me heavy loaded momma spare me another day you can find me down in the holler screamin' my blues away If I die with my eyes open I might finally be awake draw the curtain put out the light but don't you lower my dyin eyes Money want's money Every day Penny's from heaven Never Came my way I'm the poor boy Lives over the hill Don't think I might As much as I will If I die with my eyes open I might finally be awake
3.
Heard somebody Keeps Calling Heard somebody Keeps Calling Calling me Calling me I got a gal in Cuba I got three in Spain I got a gal in Cuba I got three in Spain I got a woman in Memphis Just can't call Just can't say her Name Got the meanest woman You most ever seen Got the meanest woman You most ever seen Asked for whiskey She give me gas She give me gasoline Asked for whiskey She give me gas She give me gasoline
4.
DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME WE CAN FORGET ABOUT THE IMEDIATE PAST WE HAD ALOVE THAT DIDN'T LAST ENDED SO FAST SHE CALLS BROKEN AND BLEEDING HOW JAGGED ARE YOUR SHATTERED DREAMS A CORD CUT LONG AGO HAS SOME HOW REATTACHED SHE PULLS ME FROM EDEN SAY'S LET'S CALL IT EVEN DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME WE CAN REST AWHILE I CAN LEARN HOW TO READ THE WORDS YOU SAID THE SONGS I WROTE THE WAY YOU PLAYED ME NOTE FOR NOTE SHE STARTS A FIRE GET OUT OF THOSE COLD WET CLOTHES YOU'RE GONNA CATCH A DEATH IF YOU DON'T HOLD ME CLOSE DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME SHE PULLS ME FROM EDEN SAY'S LET'S CALL IT EVEN DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME THE WAY WE DID BY THE RIVERSIDE IT WAS EASY TO SEE THE FUTURE CLEAR THOUGH AN EMPTY GLASS BEFORE YOU BACAME A STRANGER BEFORE I BECAME YOUR PAST BEFORE I WISHED I'D NEVER MET YOU BEFORE ALL OF MY DREAMS WERE DASHED AGAINST YOUR ROCKS AGAINST MY WILL AGAINST MY HEART I LOVE YOU STILL DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME MY LOVER PLEASE DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DARLING DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME SUGAR DRINK WHISKEY WITH ME DRINK WHISKEY WITH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
5.
I built a Grave Yard of My own I got baseball bat's and bear Traps Don't let me catch you sneekin' round my suga shack I got base ballbat's and bear Traps Don't let me catch you now I built a Grave Yard of My own I took a razor blade I laid you in the shade I built a Grave Yard of My own Beneath the collard greens and the mustard seed John the conquerer gonna have to dig 20 feet down if they ever find you Gotta burlap sack Full of rocks Don't let me catch you sneekin round the whiskey box Burlap sack Full of rocks Don't let me catch you now I built a Grave Yard of My own I took a razor blade I laid you in the shade I built a Grave Yard of My own Beneath the collard greens and the mustard seed John the conquerer gonna have to dig 20 feet down if they ever find you I got baseball bat's and bear Traps Don't let me catch you sneekin' round my suga shack Burlap sack Full of rocks Don't let me catch you now Always Summer on the compound you gonna be Grave yard bound If I catch you sneekin round my door gonna burry you deep in the bowl I built a Grave Yard of My own I took a razor blade I laid you in the shade I built a Grave Yard of My own Beneath the collard greens and the mustard seed John the conquerer gonna have to dig 20 feet down if they ever find you
6.
I wanna be my father's children X4 (Call and Resopnse) Roll Jordan Rollx4 Ain't you through with the trouble of the worldX2 Roll Jordan Rollx4 Wish I was In Jubileex3 Roll Jordan Rollx4 Ask the Lord How Long I hold 'em Hold em till the end My sin So heavy can't get along Gonna Cast my sins into dat sea Trouble dat water Trouble dat water Trouble dat water Roll Jordan roll x4 Wish I was In Jubilee x3 Roll Jordan roll x4 Wish I was In Jubilee x3 Roll Jordan roll x4 Roll Jordan roll (I Wanna Be My Father's Children) x4 Roll Jordan roll x4
7.
She tore my heart like a tiger Just by walkin' away Left it beatin' on the jungle floor I told that woman Before I hit the ground Come back to you're daddy once more She said "Oh no I'm sorry but I ain't gonna fall for that!" "I'm tellin' you da truth as plain as day!" "You a sweet man Poppa, but you'll just make me cry." My heart stopped beatin' when she took her love away Now I walk these streets Vacant look in my eye Hole in my soul the size of kingdom come Gotta little hope in my pocket A tall drink in my hand A sweet little rider who don't care where I'm from Gotta forget you woman But I see you every where See you every time I close my eyes Wish ol' death would come get me And put me in the ground Hell right now would feel like paradise Come on and get me! She tore my heart like a tiger Just by walkin' away Left it beatin' on the jungle floor I told that woman Before I hit the ground Come back to you're daddy once more
8.
BASTARD THAT I AM Ten more ten more days my hammer begs to ring Boy has been silent now beings to sing My silver Turning into gold I know how to bring the spirit I have become bold Howlin' to the dark my love Cryin' to the moon open up your arms my dear I will be home soon You know I feel I got not nothin' to say Sooner than later These words will break away I can dry out like a desert I can get right with the man I can disappear into the either I can promote the bastard that I am Never goin' to sleep my love No never again Cocaine and whiskey have become good friends Clinched like a fist feathers floating all around I never reach that finish line with out first fallin' to the ground I can dry out like a desert I can get right with the man I can disappear into the either I can canvas i can flyer I can go door to door Put a speaker on top of my car drive up and down that Blvd I can get on the radio Get on the nightly news I can get on the latelatelatelatelatelatelatelatelate show I know yes I can yes I know yes I can I can promote the bastard that I am I can dry out like a desert I can get right with the man I can disappear into the either I can prooooooooooooooooooooooomote the bastard that I am
9.
I been practicin positive drinkin lately can't stop thinkin bout her i keep sinkin lower and lower lately been wishin idid not know her at all can you hear the tears fallin down my face how could you leave me in theis place so far down I'll keep practicin positve drinkin one fine day I'll stop thinkin bout her one come a day i will rise up these cryin eyes will finally dry i will fly into the sun one come a day you'll know what you been missin i will get real quite and listen to the sound of the tears runnin down your face I'll be the one you could never replace I'll be livin out my best revenge livin the good life with a new best friend till then I'm a world class positive drinker tryin like hell to shut down my thinker old thoughts are killing me so i must kill them first won't come around where i'm not wanted that don't mean you wont be haunted my sweet memory all the ways i would have died for you you know i never ever want to see your face I'll disappear with out a trace I've got a ticket to ride one more drink I'm leavin tonight there I'll be practicin positve drinkin that don't mean that i've stopped thinkin bout her
10.
Hey Hey 02:47
HEY HEY I'M GOIN' WAY TO STAY SHE WRANG HER HANDS AND CRYED I'M STATION BOUND I LEAVE TONIGHT JUST WHERE I CAN NOT SAY SHAME SHAME ON THOSE WHO HAVE LIED I NOW HAVE TO LEAVE MY HOME LEAVE MOTHER LEAVE DADDY LEAVE SISTER TOO MY GOOD GAL AND MY WIFE BLAME BLAME FOR A MAN WHO HAS DIED THEY SAY THEY SAY I SHOT HIM DOWN BUT I NEVER SAW HIM NEVER SAW HIM IN MY LIFE NOW I HAVE TO LEAVE MY HOME LAY LAY THEY PLACED THE BURDEN DOWN ON ME I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WHAT WILL BECOME OF POOR ME SO SO FAR FROM HOME IF I SHOULD STAY THEY TAKE ME AWAY TO DIE ON THE COUNTY FARM IF I SHOULD STAY THE TAKE ME TO STAY IN A PINE BOX IN THE GROUND
11.
Your cold eyes tell a story There is crime There is murder There are sermons to preach Long ago my yesterdays Memories have teeth and the flesh is weak Yes it's oh so weak But I've got love In my veins I got love in my veins I got love in my veins And many many other things The stars in my eyes Number more that the sky My wasteland My Graceland My cancer My only dancer Memories have teeth and the flesh is weak Yes it's oh so weak But I've got love In my veins I got love in my veins I got love in my veins And many many other things I see you brought that sugar to lay on my grave Hoping for rain so that I might taste it That I might taste it It's Flowers and Nicotine I gave that one a ring I'm on my back again I drown as I try to sing that I got love in my veins I got love in my veins And many many other things If I do not go crazy It surly means I am not sane Everyone I know seems strange I got love in my veins I got love in my veins And many many other things I got love in my veins I got love in my veins And many many other things
12.
Good Day 03:00
Be a good day when the lord calls me home Be a good day when the lord calls me home So many days and so far I've roamed Be a good day when the lord calls me home Be a good day when I meet the by and by Be a good day when I meet the by and by So close to heaven I been across that great divide Be a good day when I meet the by and by Bells gonna ring in the street when I'm gone Bells gonna ring in the street when I'm gone Old friends and strangers they all gonna clap hands Bells gonna ring in the street when I'm gone You can put me in your pocket Momma Carry me all around Let me float so softly In the most beautiful place you have found You can weep and moan Sleep on my grave (Anna) My sweet memory Momma Is what you've left to save Horn's gonna blow when heaven calls my name Horn's gonna blow when heaven calls my name Little bitty children be dancin' in the rain Horn's gonna blow when heaven calls my name Be a good day when the lord calls me home Be a good day when the lord calls me home So close to heaven good lord carry me home Be a good day when the lord calls me home
13.
Heaven on earth is a dirty girl on sunday snowed in with a bottle of red wine Gonna hit that road agian we're comin to your town it might get weird swampcandyland is where we live Heaven on earth is tequila sunrise man I like the view from out here Gonna hit that road agian we're comin to your town it might get weird swampcandyland is where we live Swampcandyland where everything is great ain't nothin hurts ain't nothin second rate Swampcandyland you can leave your woes behind or take em with ya we can drown em in the pale moon light Heaven on earth is Coffee weed and my guitar In a van down by the river Gonna hit that road agian we're comin to your town it's gonna get weird swampcandyland is where we live Heaven on earth is a beer and a cigarette Tab of acid and a line of cocaine i'm on the road again we're comin to your town we're comin to your town it was already weird swampcandyland is where we live Swampcandyland where everything is great ain't nothin hurts ain't nothin second rate Swampcandyland you can leave your woes behind or take em with ya we can beat em to death in the pale moon light Heaven on earth is awake for three days don't know if i'm comin or goin swimmin a purple haze Gonna hit that road agian we're comin to your town it's so fuckin weird swampcandyland is where we live Swampcandyland where everything is great ain't nothin hurts ain't nothin second rate Swampcandyland you can leave your woes behind or take em with ya we bash in their heads with a baleen hammer pluck out their eyes and fuck there skulls leave em in a puddle of there own blood and piss in the pale moon light Gonna hit that road agian we're comin to your town it's so fuckin weird swampcandyland is where we live

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This album is what Swampcandy would sound like if money was not a concern. It features new elements like a choir, five pice horn section, drums, middle eastern instruments, guest male and female vocals, fiddle and square neck dobro. It was captured and mixed by what two of the best guys in the business. It was Mastered for full definition in the low end. There is a game "Swampcandyland" that is a companion art piece to this collection available at live shows for a reasonable price. If you must have it it will be available on the website as well but shipping will be expensive.

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released July 7, 2015

Ruben Dobbs - Lyrics, Song Writing, Lead Vocal, Guitar, Mandolin, Jaw Harp, Hand Clapping Lynch Mob, and Trash Can
Joey Mitchell- Song Arrangement, Upright Bass, Additional Percussion and Kick Drum
Dominic Fragman- Drum Kit, Trash Can and Hand Clapping Lynch Mob
Kerra Holtgren- Vox on Drink Whiskey With Me
Ahren Buchheister- Horn arrangement for Drink Whiskey With Me, Square Neck Dobro on Positve Drinking
Jason Zeckowski- Tabla on Bottle Rocket and Additional Percussion though out
Brian Forte- Banjo and Harmony Vocals on Swampcandyland
Mark O'Dell- Mandolin on Swampcandyland
Choir Credits
Jeremy Scott Ragsdale- Vocal arrangements and tenor for the Choir on If I Die With My Eyes Open, Baseball Bats and Roll Jordan Roll
Benjamin Grant- Bass / Baritone in the Choir
Gillian McNeill Thompson- Alto in the Choir
Meg Murray- Alto/ Soprano in the Choir
Horn Section Credits
Larry Byrne - Sax
Andy Fegley - Trombone
Mark Mossey - Trumpet
Halley Shoenberg - Clarinet
Benjamin Grant - Sousaphone

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Swampcandy Annapolis, Maryland

Swampcandy is pig drinkin’, whiskey eatin’, foot clapping’, hand stompin’, American music. Fermented in primitive blues, pre war folk sounds, field hollers, gypsy jazz, and ragtime. Steeped in influences from Robert Johnson to Radiohead. Their sound is distilled in a boiler of mercurial energy that swirls with tempo changes and dynamic peaks and valleys, holding the ear and refusing to let go. ... more

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