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Alison Krauss + Norah Jones

¤   Alison Krauss

◊  ‘Lay My Burden Down’ ↓

Gonna lay my burden down – lay my body in the ground
Cold clay against my skin but I don’t care at all

Can’t seem to find my piece of mind so with the earth I’ll lay entwined
Six feet underground – my feet are warm and dry

When I get to the other side, I’ll put your picture way up high
But I’m not coming back to you – It’s just too far

If I was cast off on the sea, would you come and look for me
Or would you just let me sink beneath the waves so blue?

What if I had learned to fly – Fly all night till day drew night
Perch down upon a branch and scan the crowd for you

When I touch my feet on the land, I’ll kiss your lips and take your hand
But you know I’m not here to stay – It’s just too far

Darling can’t you hear me cry – My bones are broke, my tongue is tied
The moon is swaying back and forth against the navy sky – Is all I can see
My body is trembling on my knees
Just have a little mercy on me – run away and hide

When I sleep the angels sing but I cannot hear a thing
Eyes close – Dreaming of better days gone by

When I wake the trumpets play and I’m standing at the gates
Fall down and joy – I know my race has just been won

When I was young my momma would say, ‘Well life is hard, but that’s OK
If you can make it through the day, it’s not that far
No, it’s not that far’

◊  ‘Baby, now that I’ve found you’ ↓

Baby, now that I’ve found you,  I can’t let you go,
I build my world around you,  I need you so,
Baby, even though  you don’t need me,
You don’t need me, no, no –  Ooh
 
Baby, baby since first we met, I  knew in this heart of mine,
You’re someone I couldn’t forget […]
Spent my life looking for that somebody to make me feel like you
But now you tell me that you wanna leave me,
But darlin’ I just can’t let you – Ooh . . .
 
Now that I’ve found you,
Build my world around you,
I need you so,   (Oooh)
 
Baby, now that I’ve found you,  I can’t let you go . . .
∞  ‘The Boxer’  ↓  [with Shawn Colvin & Jerry Douglas]

I’m just a poor boy  though my story’s seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance  for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises  
All lies and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear  and disregards the rest.
 
When I left my home and my family,  I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers,  in the quiet of the railway station, running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters  where the ragged people go,
Looking for the places  only they would know.
Lie-la-lie…
 
Asking only workman’s wages,  I come looking for a job, but I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores  on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there.
 
Lie-la-lie…

Then I’m laying out my winter clothes  and wishing I was gone, Going home
Where the New York City winters  aren’t bleeding me,
Leading me  .  .  .  Going home.

In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders  of ev’ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out  in his anger and his shame,
«I am leaving, I am leaving.»
But the fighter still remains

Lie-la-lie…

∇  ‘Can’t Find My Way Home’  ↓ [Steve Winwood←]

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone – Somebody must change
You are the reason I’ve been waiting so long – Somebody holds the key

But I’m near the end and I just ain’t got the time
And I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home

Come down on your own and leave your body at home – Somebody must change
You are the reason I’ve been waiting all these years – Somebody holds the key

Well I’m near the end and I just ain’t got the time,
And I’m wasted and I can’t find my way home . . .

Can’t find my way home … can’t find my way home

∞  w/ Sting  ↓  ‘You will be my ain true love’

You’ll walk unscathed through musket fire
No ploughman’s blade will cut thee down
No cutlass wound will mark thy face
And you will be my ain true love
And you will be my ain true love

And as you walk through death’s dark veil
The cannon’s thunder can’t prevail
And those who hunt thee down will fail
And you will be my ain true love
And you will be my ain true love

Asleep inside the cannon’s mouth
The captain cries, ‘here comes the rout!’
They’ll seek to find me north and south
I’ve gone to find my ain true love

The field is cut and bleeds to red
The cannon balls fly ‘round my head
The infirmary man may count me dead
When I’ve gone to find my ain true love
I’ve gone to find my ain true love

∞  w/ Dolly Parton & Billy Dean ⇒«Sweet music man«⇐[K. Rogers]⇒[lyrics]

◊   ‘Jacob’s Dream’   ⇓

In the spring of 1856 with the snow still on the ground
Two little boys were lost in the mountains above the town
The father went out hunting the boys had stayed behind
While mother tended to her chores they wandered from her side

The two had gone to follow him and lost their way instead
By dusk the boys had not been found and fear had turned to dread
200 men had gathered there to comb the mountain side
The fires were built on the highest peak in hopes they’d see the light

Oh mommy and daddy why can’t you hear our cries
The day is almost over, soon it will be night
We’re so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
We promise not to stray again from our cabin door

Now Jacob Dibert woke one night from a strange and erie dream
He saw a path between two hills near a dark and swollen stream
He told his wife he saw the boys huddled close beside a log
For two more nights the dream returned this vision sent from God

Oh mommy and daddy why can’t you hear our cries
The day is almost over, soon it will be night
We’re so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
We promise not to stray again from our cabin door

A thousand men had searched in vain the west side of pop’s creek
But Jacob’s wife knew of this place and said to travel east
With a guide to take him there, Jacob came upon the scene
And found the boys cold and still beneath the old birch tree

Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We’re both up in Heaven now, God is by our side
As you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord
Know that we will meet you here at Heaven’s door

Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We’re both up in Heaven now, God is by our side
And as you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord
Know that we will meet you here at Heaven’s door

∞   with Tony Rice [2008]  ↓ ‘ Sawing On The Strings’

Way back in the mountains – Way back in the hills
There used to live a mountaineer – They called him fiddlin’ Will
He could play most anything and some say he could sing
But the one thing that he liked to do best was sawing on the strings

So get out the fiddle and rosin’ up the bow
Look at ol’ Will a pattin’ his toe
We’ll make music till the rafters ring
All that pickin’ and a sawin’ on the string

When the neighbors had a shindig and they all had vittles to eat
We’d always have to wait on Will to make the frolic complete
When he comes down from the mountain all the gals began to sway
Sometimes he’d pick that ol’ 5 string until the break of day

So tune up the 5 string – Tighten up the hyde
Tell all the hill folks to get inside
All them pickin’ and a sawing on the string . . .

◊   ‘Molly Ban’  ↓  [with The Chieftains]

Come all ye young fellas  that handle a gun
Beware of night rambling  by the setting of the sun
And beware of an accident  that happened of late
To young Molly Bán  and sad was her fate

She was going to her uncles  when a shower came on
She went under a green bush  –  The shower to shun
Her white apron wrapped around her  –  He took her for a swan
But a hush and a sigh  –  ‘Twas his own Molly Bán

He quickly ran to her  and found she was dead
And there on her bosom  many salt-tears he shed
He ran home to his father  with his gun in his hand
Saying «Father dear father  I have shot Molly Bán»

Her white apron wrapped around her  –  He took her for a swan
But a hush and a sigh  –  ‘Twas his own Molly Bán

He roamed near the place  where his true love was slain
He wept bitter tears  but his cries were in vain
As he looked on the lake  a swan glided by
And the sun slowly sank  in the gray of sky

∞   w/ The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band  ↓ ‘Catfish John’

Mama said: ‘Don’t go near that river’
‘Don’t be hanging around old Catfish John’
‘Come the morning, I’d always be there’
‘Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn’.

Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg, traded for a chestnut mare
Lord, he never spoke in anger though his load was hard to bear.

Mama said: ‘Don’t go near that river’
‘Don’t be hanging around old Catfish John’
‘Come the morning, I’d always be there’
‘Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn’.

Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river bed
Thinking back, I still remember I was proud to be his friend.

Mama said: ‘Don’t go near that river’
‘Don’t be hanging around old Catfish John’
‘Come the morning, I’d always be there’
‘Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn’.

Let me dream in another morning, to a time so long ago
When the sweet magnolia blossomed and the cotton fields as white as snow.

Mama said: ‘Don’t go near that river’
‘Don’t be hanging around old Catfish John’
‘Come the morning, I’d always be there’
‘Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn’.

∞  w/  Robert Plant: ‘Black Dog’ [lyrics]

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¤  Norah Jones

Born on March 30th 1979 in New York City and daughter of Indian sitar player Ravi Shankar and Sue Jones, NJ is one of the most popular contemporary jazz and jazz-influenced singers of our time. She was a member of Wax Poetic before her commercially successful debut album ‘Come Away With Me’ in 2002.

⇓   ‘Chasing Pirates’

In your message you said, you were goin’ to bed,
But I’m not done with the night.
So I stayed up and read, but your words in my head,
Got me mixed up so I turned out the light.

And I, don’t know how, to slow it down.
My mind’s racing from chasing pirates.

Well the man in there swings while the silliest things,
Floppin’ around in my brain.
And I try not to dream but them possible schemes,
Swim around, wanna drown me insane.

And I, don’t know how, to slow it down.
Oh my mind’s racing from chasing pirates.

And I, don’t know how, to slow it down.
Oh my mind’s racing from chasing pirates . . .

◊  ‘Sinkin’ Soon’  ↓

Norah Jones channels her inner Tom Waits and Cab Calloway on this smoky, banjo-and-brass cabaret romp—during which all of her household appliances spring to life with the aid of some very cool stop-motion animation.

We’re an oyster cracker on the stew, and the honey in the tea.
We’re the sugar cubes, one lump or two, in the black coffee.
The golden crust on an apple pie that shines in the sun at noon.
We’re a wheel of cheese high in the sky, but we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon.

In a boat that’s built of sticks and hay, we drifted from the shore.
With a captain who’s too proud to say that he dropped the oar.
Now a tiny hole has sprung a leak in this cheap pontoon.
Now the hull has started growing weak, and we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon.

We’re gonna be  sinkin’ soon, – We’re gonna be  sinkin’ soon,
Everybody hold your breath ‘cuz we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon

We’re gonna be  sinkin’ soon, – We’re gonna be  sinkin’ soon,
Everybody hold your breath and down and down we go.

Like the oyster cracker on the stew, the honey in the tea.
The sugar cubes, ‘one lump or two?’  ‘No thank you, none for me.’
We’re the golden crust on an apple pie that shines in the sun at noon.
Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky
Well … we’re gonna be sinkin’ soon.

tmo

∞  w/ Wynton Marsalis  ↓ ‘You Don’t Know Me’  (R. Charles)

You give your hand to me and then you say, «Hello.»
And I can hardly speak … My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell you think you know me well.
Well, you don’t know me.

No you don’t know the one who dreams of you at night;
And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight
Oh I’m just a friend. That’s all I’ve ever been.
Cause you don’t know me.

For I never knew the art of making love,
Though my heart aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.

You give your hand to me, then you say, «Goodbye.»
I watched you walk away, beside that lucky guy
Oh, you’ll never ever know the one who loved you so.
LovemeTWell, you don’t know me . . .

LmT

Love me tender,  love me sweet,  never let me go ⇒
You have made my life complete, and I love you so.
Love me tender,  love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For my darlin’ I love you, and I always will.
 
Love me tender,  love me dear, tell me you are mine.
I’ll be yours through all the years, till the end of time
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill
for my darling i love you — and i always will … 
•→ ‘Home of the Blues’  ⇐(J. Cash)⇒[lyrics]

•  ‘Help Me Make It Through The Night’ ↑  [K. Kristofferson]

Take the ribbons from your hair shake ‘em loose and let ‘em fall
Let ‘em fall against your chin like the shadows on the wall
Come and lay down by my side till the early morning light
All I’m taking is your time help me make it through the night

I don’t care who’s right or wrong and I won’t try to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow cause tonight I need a friend
Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight
And it’s sad being alone help me make it through the night
[guitar]
I don’t care who’s right or wrong…
I can’t stand to be alone help me make it through the night

•  ‘Summertime’  ↑  [2003]

◊  w/ Charlie Haden Quartet West  ↓ ‘Ill Wind’

Blow ill wind,  Blow away – Let me rest today.
You’re blowin’ me no good … No good.

Go ill wind,  Go away – Skies are oh so gray
Around my neighborhood, and that’s not good

You’re only misleadin’ the sunshine I need – Ain’t that a shame
Oh, it’s so hard to keep up with troubles that creep up from out of nowhere,
When love’s to blame.

So ill wind, blow away – Let me rest today.
You’re blowin’ me no good… No good

tellmewhy⇐ (N. Young) ⇒[lyrics]

♦  Live Amsterdam  ↓  2007

⇓  Click titles for lyrics . . .

• Thinking About You,  

• Sinkin’ Soon    (3:40),

• Not My Friend    (7:45),Norah-Jones-Sunrise

• Sunrise     (10:45)  →

• Until The End    (14:15),

• Creepin’ In    (18:40),

• Humble Me    (23:35),

• My Dear Country    (28:20),

• Rosie’s Lullaby    (32:15),

• Be My Somebody    (36:30),

• Don’t Know Why    (40:15),

• Come Away With Me    (44:40).

•→ ‘Long Way Home’  ⇓  (T. Waits)

LWH

♣  Live At LPR ⇓  NY [2012]

«… Thank you. This is our first show… I guess that’s kind of a lie. We did one… We did one little show at midnight. This is the first fancy show though, with fancy clothes, fancy people …»

00:00  –  ‘Tell yer mama’  ↓

I won’t cry for you when the night grows long
And I won’t die for you because you done me wrong

So tell your mama I said hello and that she raised you too damn slow
Too damn slow – Too damn slow

‘Cause I’ve been waiting for your time
And I’ve been missing out on mine

So tell your father that I said so long
And thanks for raising you so damn wrong
You’re so damn wrong – You’re so damn wrong, so damn wrong

«How guys you doing up there?»     [«How are you?»]

«We’re good! You know, it’s going well for our first gig I would say. I had many words for this gig, this’s been fine so far for me, so… My seat a little low though; that’s the only thing. I could use a phone book probably, prop me up a little… Two yellow pages will probably do it better than one…»

04:58  –  ‘Back to Manhattan’  ↑

I’ll go back to Manhattan as if nothing ever happened
When I cross that bridge – It’ll be as if this don’t exist

I’ve a prince who is waiting and a kingdom downtown
I’ll go back to Manhattan as if nothing ever happened

We don’t have to speak at all – I won’t look in your eyes
And I won’t have to fall – We don’t have to speak at all

But Brooklyn holds you and holds my heart too
What a fool I was to think I could live in both worlds

We don’t have to speak at all – I won’t look in your eyes
And I won’t have to fall – We don’t have to speak at all

I should go back to Manhattan – It’s just a train ride away
I know nothing ‘bout leaving but I know I should do it today

09:23  –  ‘Light as feather’

While the seasons will undo your soul
Time forgives us and it takes control
But separate our things to put us back together

We’re light as a feather
Heavy as the weather,
If it was raining stones

Put our hands together to applaud or pray
It’s like a show was over but we’re too scared to walk away
All for the better, worse for the way

We’re light as a feather
Got you and I together
Meanwhile inside me, it was raining stones
You didn’t know – God bless your soul

We’re light as a feather – Heavy, as the weather
We’re light as a feather – Got you and I together

♦→  Live in New Orleans   2003  ⇐

«… Thank you … How is it going?  How’s it going?»

1. «Cold, Cold Heart»      
2. «Nightingale»      
3. «One Flight Down»      
4. «Seven Years»      
5. «Feelin’ the Same Way»      
6. «Comes Love»      
7. «Something Is Calling You»      
8. «Come Away with Me»      
9. «What Am I to You?»      
10. «Painter Song»      
11. «Lonestar»      
12. «I’ve Got to See You Again»      
13. «Bessie Smith»      
14. «Don’t Know Why»  

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