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Ain't No Grave
02:58
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Ain’t No Grave
Ain't no grave can hold my body down (4x)
And when you hear that trumpet sound
Kneel down and look for the little sprouts
No don't look for me up in those cotton clouds
For I'll be swaying in the queen anne's lace's crown
I'll be the clover growing up out of this mound
Rising up to the north and to the sunny south
I'll be the blue-eyed grass leaving you no doubt
That ain't no grave can hold my body down
Ain't no grave can hold my body down (4x)
Heather Hardy © 2016
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2. |
Let Me Be Lonely
02:36
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Let Me Be Lonely
Let me be lonely in my bed
Let me be lonely in my bed
For only time can kick you out of my head
Don’t come back into my arms
Don’t you come back into my arms
For they’re folded tightly on my chest right over my heart
I know what you’re doing across the ocean green and gray
I know what you’re sayin’ to those city women on the country trains
I miss your lips and your finger tips
I miss your lips and your finger tips
But you are not the reason I exist
I know what you’re doing across the ocean green and gray
I know what you’re sayin’ to those country women on the city trains
Instrumental
I know what you’re doing across the ocean green and gray
I know what you’re sayin’ to those city women on the country trains
So, let me be lonely in my bed
Let me be lonely in my bed
For only time can kick you out of my head (2x)
Heather Hardy © 2016
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3. |
The Flowers Are Filthy
03:16
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The Flowers are Filthy
I want to go out and pick flowers
To dry my mother’s tears
But I’m just a kid, hungry and poor
Watching a world where anger is born
Bullets and bombs and the screams of war
The flowers are filthy here
The air is dusty and sour
It’s been like this for years
I wish it was safe to skip and run
To grow a garden in the sun
Inside we wither, inside we’re stuck
The flowers are filthy here
Seeds of sadness, seeds of hate
Buried in furrowed brows
Mothers pray and the men
Make their violent vows
Listen grown-ups in power
You who do not play fair
Everyone loses no matter who wins
Your souls will dry up and be lost in the wind
While we stand here in line and wait for the end
Trying to smile, trying to bend, like flowers
The flowers are filthy here
Heather Hardy © 2016
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4. |
Howl
02:54
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Howl
I’m scheming, I’m dreaming, I’m thinking of you
I’m scheming, I’m dreaming, I’m thinking of you
Baby I want to get bit it’s true
Oh please please, let it be you
I don’t want toys, I don’t want to be bought
I don’t want toys, I don’t want to be bought
Chase me, chase me around the block
Please, please I just want to get caught
Days getting dark, I need a place to bark
I want to be with you somehow
Sun’s going down, it’s lonely in this town
Oh give me a reason to howl, howl, howl
[Meows]
Here comes that sleek siamese cat
Oh here comes that damn cat
How can I compete with that
Oh can’t you see, she is only a tease
Let her rub, let her hiss, you won’t get a kiss
Let her hiss, she won’t give you a kiss
No she won’t give you nothing like this
Oh can’t you see, I’ve got the lips for you
Days getting dark, I need a place to bark
For you I’d whimper and growl
Sun’s going down, it’s lonely in this town
Oh give me a reason to howl, howl, howl
Heather Hardy © 2016
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5. |
Ramblin' Rose
03:16
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Ramblin’ Rose
Some call her Ramblin’ Rose
Lost in the middle of a winding road
But she wouldn’t mind, she’d be fine
As long as she could sing sweet and slow
She’s a bit too shy, a bit too strong
Some say she is too far gone
But she wouldn’t mind, she’d be fine
As long as she could sing her little song
Sing your song woman
Sing it loud, sing it loud and long
Sing your song woman
Sing it loud, sing it long
Sing it til they have to stop
Stop and sing along
Some say she is jumping too high
There’s no net to catch her from a stormy sky
But she wouldn’t fret about a safety net
If singing could keep her alive
She is tired, but she is true
She feels like the other side of the moon
But she is okay with those dark days
She knows what she’s gotta do
Chorus
Heather Hardy © 2016
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6. |
Felix Garcia
03:56
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Felix Garcia
Felix Garcia doesn’t know trees or flowers
Moon or stars, he’s chained to the hours
Nineteen years old, betrayed by blood
Arrested for murder and trusting too much
After 34 forevers he is still there
Like a moth, in a box
Looking, looking for the light
Fluttering, fluttering, fluttering against the walls
Fluttering, fluttering, fluttering, fluttering, fluttering against the walls
Felix couldn’t hear the conspiracy
To blame him for stealing the diamond ring
It was easy to frame a poor deaf kid
For shooting that dealer in his motel bed
CHORUS
Bridge: His sister Tina and brother Frank
Wove a web and washed their hands
Felix walked into their lies
Tangled up, stuck for life
Felix holds truth like a mother holds a child
Hoping through chaos it will somehow survive
To stand up tall for the world to see
For us to make sure the innocent are free
CHORUS
Heather Hardy © 2016
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7. |
Flat Against The Ground
03:09
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Flat Against the Ground
I go out to the field to cry, I face the wind and open my arms wide
I ask the crickets what they know, I ask the butterflies where to go
My tears fall deep into the grass, I cannot take them back
Now they belong to the dirt, to the flowers, and to the ferns
I lay me flat against the ground, this is where I lay my burdens down
I lay me flat against the ground, this is where I lay my burdens down
Down, down, down, down, down
I’m only human, yes, I know, I cannot fix a world of woes
Sometimes it is all too much, I long for something true to touch
I lay me flat against the ground, this is where I lay my burdens down
I lay me flat against the ground, this is where I lay my burdens down
Down, down, down, down, down
I go out to the field to say goodbye, I face the wind and open my arms wide
I ask the crickets to sing their song, I tell the butterflies to be strong
Butterflies be strong
Heather Hardy © 2016
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8. |
How You Do That
02:48
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How You Do That
Oh sweetness, you open my door, I let you in
Oh sweetness, you got my skipping like a schoolkid
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
Oh sugar, you let me come unfurled
Oh sugar, like a bright green fiddlehead fern
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
Oh buttercup, you make me wiggle my leaves
Oh buttercup, like a sugary maple tree
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
Oh honey, you keep me out of trouble
Oh honey, you get me to say I’m beautiful
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
I don’t know why, I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how you do that
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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9. |
Georgia Paints
02:15
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Georgia Paints
Nobody sees, nobody really sees
The flowers so low and so small
But Georgia does, she sees them all
Nobody has time, nobody takes the time
To look inside deep down
But Georgia does, she’s kneeling on the ground
Georgia paints the flowers big and bold
Georgia paints the petals and the folds
So close, so close, so close
You can see a lily’s soul
Now they can see, now they can finally see
The busy people are so surprised
They stop and stare so still, they are mesmerized
Chorus
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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10. |
I Am A Bird
03:23
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I am a Bird
I am a bird, my flesh is torn
My beak is bored, nothing to explore
Don’t let me die, die, die in this cage
I am a bird, I have wings
I have instincts, I’m supposed to sing
I need to fly, fly, fly, fly from this cage
Tell me people when you die do you want to be an eagle
Soaring free above the trees
Resting on a branch in the sun
I am a bird, through window blinds
I see birds glide, and climb up the sky
Look in my eyes and tell me why, why, why am I in this cage
Tell me people when you die do you want to be an eagle
Soaring free above the trees
Resting on a branch in the sun
Or tell me people when you die do you want to come back as me
Pulling feathers from your skin
Wishing for a branch in the sun
I am a bird, I have wings
You have the key, unlock me please
Oh let me fly, fly, fly away from this cage
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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11. |
Way Down The River
02:23
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Way Down the River
Way down the river, what can I do
You’re way down the river, I’m searching for you
Oh Sally please hang on, I’ll look for you forever
But I’m way up the river from you
Way down the river, the water’s white
You’re way down the river, fighting for your life
Oh Sally please hang on, I’ll look for you forever
But I’m way up the river tonight
Please forgive me, I felt it in my gut
Please forgive me, I should’ve spoken up
Oh way down the river, without a boat
Way down the river, it was cold
Oh Sally how you tried, I’ll remember you forever
Now I’m way down the river growing old
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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12. |
Slinky Vagabond
03:11
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Slinky Vagabond
Dance with me my honey, dance with me my sweet
Dance with me my darlin’ don’t you want to move your feet
Oh I know you want to move your feet
Sway me to an empty space, with your red shoes on
Tremble like a flower, sing your ch, ch, changes song
Oh you are my slinky vagabond, you are my slinky vagabond
I feel your rhythm screaming let me out right now
Screaming let me, screaming….out…………
If you fall into my arms, with your red shoes on
I’ll dare to love you Mr. Jones more than Major Tom
Oh you are my slinky vagabond, you are my slinky vagabond
I feel your rhythm screaming let me out right now
Screaming let me, screaming….out…………
Repeat verse 1
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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13. |
Until The Darkness Dies
03:14
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Until the Darkness Dies
Until the darkness dies, I’ll be whispering
I’ll be whispering your name to the midnight angels
Until the darkness dies, I’ll be wishing
I’ll be wishing the snow would’ve waited
Out to the night I go, no stars or moon to be seen
Through blowing snow, I look to the road
Won’t you come home, won’t you come home
Until the darkness dies, I’ll be turning
I’ll be turning my back to the clock on the wall
Until the darkness dies, I’ll be drinking
I’ll be drinking with worries’ wicked ways
Out to the night I go, no stars or moon to be seen
Through blowing snow, I look to the road
Won’t you come home, won’t you come home
And when the darkness dies, I’ll see headlights
I’ll see headlights comin’ down the drive
© 2016 Heather Hardy
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Heather Hardy Bristol, Maine
Winner of the 2013 Maine Songwriting Competition and 2nd place in the 2012 New England Songwriting Contest, Heather Hardy is a singer-songwriter living in Bristol, Maine. She plays guitar and ukulele, and enjoys playing her guitar like a stand-up bass. Heather blends her unique voice with rich melodies, often including mouth trumpet solos. She teaches songwriting, guitar and ukulele for all ages. ... more
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