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Minneapolis
03:35
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Woke up this morning with an aching in my head
Guess I didn't wake up at all I never went to bed
Its the tossing and the turning on account of missing you
and the place we'd swim where the stream made the pool
They told me when I'd get here there'd be water where I walked
But the Mississippi's damned up chained up and locked
And on every shoreline signs black and red
Saying no trespassing likely end up dead
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
There's a murder of crows and a murderous steel
Tall glass buildings cut the sky to it's heel
And all of the people hung up inside
Just like Charlie said the village don't go outside
So I go farther north where the rice is wild and free
And the loons claim the lakes and there's still some honeybees
But up there they got little boxes just the same
and every paved street's a fake Indian name
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
I guess here it ain't no different it's all stolen land
anywhere I walk I got the blood on my hand
So I'll try and even out what's lost and whats to win
and just keep on a keepin on in Saint Paul's Twin
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
Here I am here I am Minneapolee - ay - oo
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Who Cooks For You
03:24
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He'll come to you when your fast asleep
Pillow restin on your cheek
Cause he knows it's the time for the takin
Sweat pouring down your back
Eyelids shaking heart attack
Blood moon hangs heavy on the horizon
He'll take your hand in his hand
Like some kinda long lost friend
But he won't tell ya where you're going
You'd run away if you only could
To any place you once stood
But something in his eyes burns like fire
You go to that house you used to know
Where the road ends in a falling snow
Lights are on looks like they're all laughing
And as your climb that sunken street
Coyotes cry they're all in heat
an owl asks who's cooking ya dinner
You take your first few steps inside
Mama's there tears of pride
You're brothers home from the salt river
Sister's their with her new born child
blue eyes crying laughing wild
They all look at your like a stranger
You're fathers their in his rockin chair
You go to hug him kiss him their
He turns away like he never knew ya
Now you're on some mountain top
The man he takes ya throws ya off
It's morning in the city work to get to
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Nothing To Hold
03:31
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She goes walking late at night
to find the stars that she left behind
On a winter evening valley unknown
She up and left her country home
It was desperation and an awful day
Some kinda freedom ya she wanted her way
Nothing to hold her down with
Nothing to hold for her breath
Nothing to hold, Nothing to hold
Every Tuesday at the corner bar
A tall glass of something and her red guitar
She got them old songs sweet and blue
So don't ask for Willie when Bessie will do
Nothing to hold her down with
Nothing to hold for her breath
Nothing to hold, Nothing to hold
It was late one evening 'neath no street light
A man approached her for more than her life
Her guitar in her hand right
In the other one a switch blade knife
Nothing to hold her down with
Nothing to hold for her breath
Nothing to hold, Nothing to hold
She's still walking late at night
To find the stars that she left behind
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A Break In
05:17
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Hanging around waiting on this shit to kick in
Ten o'clock you know that suns long set in
Radiator it plays tricks upon my senses
Shoes tied up in double knots ain't taking chances
One more coat of paint he'll have this place fixed up
Sell it to the man who's got all the big stuff
This land ain't your land he's got money it's his
Purple mountain majesty resort hotel kid
Cause I can't go home anytime I want to
Now that the fire it burned it down
I gotta take my money anyway I Still can
He flipped a jack he passed the buck round the table
Clubs can't do a damn thing on a heart that's able
Desperation it don't hesitate on the taking
Only question it's asking why you waiting
Cause I can't go home anytime I want to
Now that the fire it burned it down
Cash Rules Everything Around Me Cream Make Money
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1938
03:02
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Sometime in the Summer nine teen and thirty eight
Mdewaken land seized by the state
They flooded the dead cut all them old trees
Sent 'em down to some machine
At the edge of the reservation
Then came the boats with their silver and coal
And a preacher with his quota for souls
When they couldn't kill the one inside
Went ahead and killed the one outside
The edge of the reservation
Couldn't been bout thirty years after
They brought in the nuclear reactor
Poisoned the water that fed the land
But gave em a casino to charge the white man
Who sells beer at the edge of the reservation
So we stole their names what we thought of their faces
Selling football butter and naming our places
Only left just one place to go
That's not to mention the buffalo
At the Edge of the Reservation
Sometime in the Summer nine teen and thirty eight
Mdewaken land seized by the state
They flooded the dead cut all them old trees
Put up a town they call it Red Wing
At the Edge of the Reservation
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Ella Speed
02:58
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Big Bill Martin tell me what have ya done
Shot poor ella speed with you're dirty gun
You put one in her chest and another in her side
And a wicked world it paid no mind
Now the meanest ol' thing that Ella ever done
Was go to town and have her loving fun
Now two little children that Ella left behing
In a wicked world that paid no mind
So now ohhh Ella Speed stand up upon your feet
Show this wicked world just what it's done
Now all you big time bruisers all you made up men
Tell me what you doing with a rifle in your hand
What you gonna do with your rifle and your gun
Tell me what you gonna teach your first born son
Because Ohhh Ella Speed's now lying in her grave
Six feet deep and Million just the same
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Alien
03:34
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There's a lady who walks these streets by day
Even on the ones you kneel and pray
Selling Tamales a dollar and change
Or three for five ain't no honest wage
Another man comes here most every night
To the West Bank bar where the drunkards fight
Selling roses white pink and red
For the one you's with and perhaps the one who's dead
There's a war going down in a Latin Land
Got so bad they wanna be North Americans
Left the land of the pineapple fruit
And came to the land of the red white and blue business suit
Now here they are so far from their home
Thousand Miles kicking stones
They've got where they're going
but no one's asking how they've been
They just scream and yell Alien
So we walk on our beaches of silver and gold
Living off the money we made from the old
Who took the money when the killed an Indian
now we scream and yell Alien
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Another Man
03:08
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If I was another man you mighta shot me dead
for talking back keeping my hands hid
Roughed me up for the boys downtown
Locked me tell me to quit hanging round
If I was another man I woulda been terrified
To many people seeing that face when they die
A white man who thinks he's king of this land
He's the judge the jury and the hanging man
So don't go digging when the lights come on
Never know what you're gonna find
Bones bleached not deep in the earth
of the northern town - got that southern pride
You'll take one look and see what keeps me safe
too many people thinking it makes me great
that's why you laugh when you got nothing on me
and say the best damn kringles off of I-43
So don't go digging when the lights come on
Never know what you're gonna find
Bones bleached not deep in the earth
of the northern town - got that southern pride
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Orangutans And Elephants
03:56
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Crooked caves of desperate dust the waters former path
It left us here so long ago for Las Vegas and her laugh
Damn all the damns let it flow from your ears and mouth
See the sun on everyone learn how to quit the south
The Forest sat in a foreign flame we welcomed what it brought
But the trees were choked by engineers with some paper that they bought
Let the fire feel the fences one and all
Look upon that setting sun learn how your cages call
And stay if you want to but leave if you can
All we got left just our Mama's land
Orangutans and Elephants the Bison and the Bear
They hang their head in sorrowness fill the ocean up with their tears
A kingdom it's been claimed ore the entire earth
What a sight last rays of light learning just what it's all worth
And stay if you want to but leave if you can
All we got left just our Mama's land
The sky it was a blanket bed so we got to laying down
But the army came and woke us their they were marching outta town
Saying the war it ain't over it's hardly just begun
Turn your eyes to the sunrise learn how to kill someone
Turn your eyes to the sunrise learn how to love someone
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Scorpio Blues
02:18
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The world don't turn just so you can see the stars
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Luke Callen Minneapolis, Minnesota
Luke Callen is originally from the river town of La Crosse, WI-the heart of the Driftless Region-and currently lives in Minneapolis, MN by way of Colorado. A teller of tall tales and a singer of short tunes-Luke lugs around a couple of guitars-a few harmonicas and even a banjo if he has to. A simple writer and liver who cares more about his cast irons than he does about his interweb streams. ... more
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