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High Tide in the Street

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Eights and Aces

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Might as Well Take Up Jesus

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Everything is Cool

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Extreme Rendition

High Tide in the Street:
Written by David Johnson

High tide in the streets
Of New Orleans today
An act of God
That didn’t need to happen that way

Hangin’ on a limb
Are the hopes of yesterday
Like so many petals
On the sweet Magnolia tree
They’ll be gone tomorrow
After everybody leaves

Who’s gonna come back
Who’s gonna believe
Who’s gonna rebuild
After everybody leaves

Reflections in the water
Of eyes grown cold
Lost in the wake
Of the lies they were told

High tide in the streets
Of New Orleans today
An Act of God
That didn’t need to happen that way

Lyrics from David’s Eights and Aces Album

Eights and Aces:
Written by David Johnson

It’s six in the morning I’m lying on the floor
Just wring me out so I can drink some more
Cause I don’t want to feel when I turn the key and walk through the door
Into an empty room full of memories and ghosts
Voices from the past and the one I love most
Whispers and signs from the good and bad times
It’s high time I hit the road

Chorus:
I hit the ground runnin’ I can only lose
With a half a brain and a bottle of booze
Ridin’ around with the desert breeze
And doin’ whatever I please
I’m pickin’ up eights and aces
Wakin’ up in the strangest places
Tryin’ to fulfill the dead man’s hand
Pickin’ up eights and aces
Finding myself in stranger’s faces
Goin’ by the way of Custer’s last stand

Out on the trail one late afternoon
The road diverged and I didn’t make a move
One went north and one went south
And if the devil come now it wouldn’t be too soon
Cause an outlaw’s got a right to fight
And I rolled and tumbled all through the night
Until I finally did to break loose
And found myself on the wrong end of the noose

Chorus:

I’m doin’ my time
But the sentence doesn’t fit the crime
They’ll be no retribution for me
If I thought that I could change
I might just rearrange
The voices goin’ round in my brain

So I’m hanging there with my neck a broke
And my feet dangling down when somebody spoke
Then he cut me loose and set me free
From the empty room and the memories

Chorus:

Might as Well Take Up Jesus:
Written by David Johnson

I’m still sleepin’ in the bed where you said you loved me
And I have to look at those pictures on the wall
All those things are there to remind me
That still lovin’ you is the worst part of it all

Chorus:
The only thing that could fill a hole so jagged and cruel
From the bottle to my heart to drown the fire that you fuel
If the church don’t care if I drink and cuss
There really ain’t nothin’ to discuss
If I can’t have you I might as well take up Jesus

I’m gonna be the biggest holy roller that you’ve ever seen
I can’t go on worryin’ about things that might have been
You say you’re done but you’ve only begun to break my heart
But you know I could have told you that’s the way it would be from the very start

Chorus:

When I cut you loose I thought I was gonna set myself free
But I didn’t know I had such a long way to fall
Turn’s out all I wanted was my baby to hold me
But I wound up in the long arms of the law

Chorus: