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©Jeffrey C. Ashbaker 2-5-2017
I'm older than my father was, on the day he left this Earth
And I'm younger than I'll ever be, but I'm not sure what that's worth
There are, many things I'm conscience of, but I still don't understand
But life without a legacy is like a sailor on dry land, who's in command
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I can face the fight, I can race the night, I can chase the light
I shall return, Na Na Na, Na Na Na
But I'd better think twice, if I roll the dice, Can I pay the price
It's not black, it's not white, it's not day, it's not night, it's not love at first sight
It's a slow ~~burn
It's hard to be a songwriter, in a town that's full of ghosts
Where all the words are taken, all the rhymes have been exposed
It's hardly worth explaining, that's there's nothing left to say
I might try again tomorrow, but I'm giving up today, anchors away
No one can ever get out
I never had any doubt
It works within and without
No strings attached, I shall return
Three on a match, it's a slow~~burn
Terrific country-blues tune. Wicked Lead WahWah Guitar. Beautiful imagery.
great song, and performance , love the western vibe.
The song was well done instrumentally and vocally. Production was clean and the wah guitar was cool. It sounded retro to the sixties and seventies era. Good job.