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These Roads
03:33
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These Roads
Dave Gunning/ Jamie Robinson
Autumn turning, summer falls
Tail lights dissappear
I’ve been stalling, on our latest goodbye
That’s ringing in my ears
There’s a warm first hand
Marking hours till I return
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
Can’t fault the highways can’t blame the wheels
For a life I choose
These windshield movies with thin yellow lines
Barely pull me through
If I only had
What I’d give to turn around
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
For all the ways
Times and places change
Only one thing stays the same
Oooooohhhhh
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
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2. |
Fade On The Line
04:20
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Fade on the Line
Dave Gunning/ Steven Bowers
Our house has fallen, but the clothesline still stands
The ghost of your dress, got hung out again
Maybe I’m a ghost too, that couldn’t leave town
Me and this clothesline, still hang around
I’m so dry, as everything passes by
But I won’t leave on the wind, I’ll stay in the sun
And fade on the line
They say everything changes, but the grey’s always been here
From under the colors, that turned everywhere
If I knew then, what I know now
I’d have carried your colors, far away from this town
I’m so dry, as everything passes by
But I won’t leave on the wind, I’ll stay in the sun
And fade on the line
If you were here right now, you’d pull me down, you’d pull me down
If you were here right now, you’d pull me down, to the ground
I wish I could visit, a graveyard for noise
The sound of the trains, and of girls chasing boys
I’d walk by each headstone, and leave flowers beside
The one the read simply, her sweet voice here lies
I’m so dry, as everything passes by
But I won’t leave on the wind, I’ll stay in the sun
And fade on the line
Now I’m so dry, as everything passes by
I won’t leave on the wind, I’ll stay in the sun
And fade on the line
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House For Sale
03:25
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House For Sale
Dave Gunning/ Jamie Robinson
There’s a house for sale on a dead end street
With a backyard view of a factory
The walls are strong like solid stone
For twenty years it’s been our home
I worked my life upon the line
Passed the gate ten thousand times
Now we’re hearing that the work is done
They’re gonna cut their losses one by one
Don’t wanna be the last one standing
To see it all fall down
Cause I know where this is going
And I don’t wanna be around when it’s gone
There’s a meeting at the town hall tonight
More bad news from a suit and tie
It’s not what they want but what they have to do
But it doesn’t leave much for me and you
Don’t wanna be the one believe me
To look you in the eyes
But it’s time for us to be moving
So we can leave it all behind when we’re gone
Our house for sale burned through the night
From gods own hand came a lightning strike
We signed the cross in the fire’s heat
And we said goodbye to that dead end street
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Cowboy's Dream
03:59
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Cowboy's Dream
Dave Gunning/ George Canyon
My saddle don’t hold me like you do
Never heard my old horse speak a word
But lately we talk all the time
My eyes they don't shine like they used to
The circuit, ain’t worth it, no more
Come mornin’ I'll leave it behind
And I'll ride on the plain, faster than the prairie wind
And I'll ride on the plain, 'til I'm back in your arms again
I'm packin’ it in, for this old cowboy’s dream
I set out a young man on fire
Threw rope in some big rodeos
But everything that I caught I let go
'Til you stole my pony in Houston
There’s not a second you ain’t been on my mind
Some things are easy to hold
And I'll ride on the plain, faster than the prairie wind
And I'll ride on the plain, 'til I'm back in your arms again
I'm packin’ it in, for this old cowboy’s dream
I realize I took the long way home, the long road back to you
But I’ve come to the scene on this old silver screen
Where the sunset leads to you
Now I ride on the plain, faster than the prairie wind
And I’ll ride on this plain, till I’m back in your arms again
I'm packin’ it in, and it’s not just a dream
It’s time to give in, to this old cowboy’s dream
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5. |
Dust to Dust
03:55
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Dust to Dust
Dave Gunning/ Jamie Robinson
They say that the wicked don't rest
Not in this world or the next
She parks behind a line of long black of limousines
She had to see it for herself
He used to say that she was pretty
With her mother's golden hair
And then one night he crossed a thousand lines
With the breath of homemade . wine lying heavy in the air
There's no use denying, trying to pretend
The long road to forgiving doesn't ever end
There's no easy way to learn to let it go
Back to where it was
Like dust to dust
That door won't close and that light won't dim
It's a floodgate wide open with the waves crashing in
Frozen like the wheels of this broken down car
It's a constant reminder of a hand me down scar
And it goes on.
Nobody understands it
Nobody's ever known
They just walked away leave her praying
In the shade of his stone
There's no use denying, trying to pretend
The long road to forgiving doesn't ever end
There's no easy way to learn to let it go
Back to where it was
Like dust to dust
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Hard Workin' Hands
04:06
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Hard Working' Hands
Dave Gunning/ Ron Hynes
We built those boats down at the shipyard for 40 years or more
We only laid our hammers down when left for the war
Now these days I watch the night fall across a tired floor
Far too old for working anymore
Wake the same hour every morning to join the morning crew
We line up at the coffee shop to get the morning news
We still wear the same clothes, wear the same old shoes
Lookin’ back is all we ever do
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run across my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
There’s a map that has hardened in my skin
Everywhere I go I take every place I’ve been
The lifeline is a highway through the towns of memories
Every scar has a story
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run down my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
We built those boats down at the shipyard for 40 years or more
Took a break for the time we served in the war
Another evening at the legion with the TV’s evening news
Lookin’ back is all we ever do
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run through my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
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Colleen Malone
03:03
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Colleen Malone
Pete Goble/ Leroy Drumm
It's been ten years and three since I first went to sea
Since I sailed from old Ireland and home
But those hills lush and green were a part of my dream
When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone
On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned
That the angels had called her away
To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill
That's the place where she's sleeping today
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
She was faithful each day as I sailed far away
There was no one but me that she loved
I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies
And her heart was as pure as a dove
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
All the years of my life I will not take a wife
I will live in this valley alone
Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground
That is holding my Colleen Malone
As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go
Past the mill with the moss covered stone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines
To be with my Colleen Malone
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8. |
April Girl
02:53
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April Girl
Dave Gunning/ JP Cormier
April girl sing me a song
Before the edge of day is gone
The dusk is red and it stands on fire
Into the hills we must retire
An open sky will light the way
When we’ll return we cannot say
We’ll leave the world of men behind
For what they search and never find
And we’ll watch the sunrise from the hill
Wandering heart forever still
Like a long forgotten symphony
April girl sing for me
April girl forget the past
Love built this house, it’s made to last
What shook the earth has danced and gone
And now lies at rest within your song
And we’ll watch the sunrise from the hill
Wandering heart forever still
Like a long forgotten symphony
April girl sing for me
The dust from the pages
Ever turns and ever changes
The words may run and fade
But never away
One day the wind shall speak our names
As it blows out life’s sacred flame
One last ride upon the wings
Through Winter’s heart reborn in Spring
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Taking Turns
03:09
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Taking Turns
Dave Gunning/ Steven Bowers
I felt the road and it felt good, to wrap my arms around it
There’s something to these winter nights and summer mornings taking turns
Though the road was salty mess I moved my truck around it
And kept it straight between the lines and I haven’t crossed them yet
I haven’t crossed them yet
I touched your hands and did my best to wrap my own around them
There was something right about your happiness and sadness taking turns
And though the porch was salty mess I moved the mop around it
Then I walked you back to bed where you lay without a sound
You lay without a sound
Oh ----------- You lay without a sound
As Winter fled I tried my best to wrap my arms around it
Now the house is nothing more, than days and darkness taking turns
And when my eyes are salty mess, my ears ring in the quiet
I will know I’m better off having held you for awhile
I held you for awhile
Oh ---------- I held you for awhile.
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10. |
Twilight
03:34
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Twilight
Robbie Robertson
Over by the wildwood
On a hot summer night
We lay in the tall grass
Til the mornin' light
If I had my way I'd never
Get the urge to roam
Sometimes I serve my country
Sometimes I stay at home
Don't put me in a frame upon the mantel
Where memories grow dusty old and grey
Don't leave me alone in the twilight
Twilight is the loneliest time a day
And I never gave it a second thought
It never crossed my mind
What is right and what is not
I'm not the judgin' kind
But I would steal your darkness
And the storms from your skies
We’ve all got certain trials
Burnin' up inside
Don't send me no distant salutations
Or silly souvenirs from far away
Don't leave me alone in the twilight
The twilight is the loneliest time a day
And don't put me in a frame upon the mantel
Where memories grow dusty old and grey
Don't leave me alone in the twilight
The twilight is the loneliest time a day
These Roads
Jamie Robinson / Dave Gunning
Autumn turning, summer falls
Tail lights dissappear
I’ve been stalling, on our latest goodbye
That’s ringing in my ears
There’s a warm first hand
Marking hours till I return
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
Can’t fault the highways can’t blame the wheels
For a life I choose
These windshield movies with thin yellow lines
Barely pull me through
If I only had
What I’d give to turn around
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
For all the ways
Times and places change
Only one thing stays the same
Oooooohhhhh
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
I miss you more each time I go
These roads were made to take me home
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11. |
Nothing But A Song
03:28
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Nothing But A Song
Dave Gunning/ Jamie Robinson
A heartless sky a spiteful rain
A thousand souls getting washed away
A city street to an endless shore
Forever changed
The morning wall hangs a new day’s sun
For a dawn we wished had never come
It’s a picture torn in a broken frame
That can’t hold on
Words might fill the empty page
That life gives when it’s gone
A hardened thief, for all he takes
Leaves nothing, nothing but a song
He woke up empty on a northern street
A blue-eyed kid couldn’t make ends meet
Left behind with a worn out soul
At seventeen
Couldn’t wait for time to come
He put a brand new bullet in a stolen gun
Held his breath, tasted steel
Forever young
Words might fill the empty page
That life gives when it’s gone
A hardened thief, for all he takes
Leaves nothing, nothing
Words might fill the empty page
That life gives when it’s gone
A hardened thief, for all he takes
Leaves nothing, nothing but a song
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Dave Gunning Pictou, Nova Scotia
With a career spanning over two decades and 13 albums, Dave has gained a reputation for being a great storyteller and engaging performer who has the profound ability to take listeners on a musical journey through his songs. Much of his material is about the underdogs, heroes, family, the heart and reflects the messaging of social justice and carrying about the world around us. ... more
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