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Lay Down Your Guns
02:42
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So I’m standing at ten paces staring down the mirror
Got my guns loaded and my finger on the trigger
I’m an outlaw a wanted man a taker not a giver
Yeah I’ve been on a killing spree looking for an answer
Like shots fired I heard a voice echo the valley of my soul
“Dan you need to understand this aint no way to go”
Then I heard a whisper way down low
“The secret is surrender, ask me how I know”
Hey there cowboy lay down your guns
You fought and failed skipped bail now you’re on the run
Hey there cowboy what’s done has been done
Your alibis they’re all lies you aint fooling no one
Wave your white flag son
Your more than the man you have become
It’s time that you come clean
and let my name take the shame of where you’ve been
Lay down your guns
In the Valley of Decision, that boulevard of demons
There’s blood on the hands of our priests and politicians
We sing tombstone blues to a slow train coming
History has taught but we ain’t learned our lessons
We murder on mass and call it religion
We steal without shame and call it business
We shackle the wild and call it freedom
We’re all hypocrites in the eyes of our children
Lay down your guns
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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2. |
Jukebox
02:52
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No I aint your Jukebox baby
No I aint your MP3
Do I look like an I-pod honey?
No there aint no button you can push on me
Darlin’ you got the wrong man
I aint your one man karaoke band
This is my stage I’m sticking to my plan
Hear me and try to understand
I aint your jukebox baby
No I aint your toy boy lover
No I aint your hit machine
Do I look like I play those covers?
No there aint no button you can push on me
Darlin’ you got the wrong man
I aint your one man karaoke band
This is my stage I’m sticking to my plan
Hear me and try to understand
I aint your jukebox baby
Cos I aint got no puppet strings
I won’t let you clip my wings
Please don’t tell me what to sing
I’m just gunna do my thing
I aint your jukebox baby
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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3. |
Payday
05:09
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You got to roll with the punches
But I’m tired of being bruised
You got to roll with the punches
But I’m tired of being bruised
Yes I turned the other cheek
But I think I’m being used
And they say its give and take
They say that’s the nature of the game
They say its give and take
That’s the nature of the game
Problem is I’ve been giving and you’ve been taking
But this games about to change
I’m calling payday for the working man
I’m calling payday for the working man
I said divided we fall
But together we will stand
It’s reaping time Lord knows that I’ve sowed
So open up your chequebook and pay me what you owe
There’s a rumbling and a shaking
There’s a change in the wind
Justice rolls like thunder
My ship is coming in
I’m calling payday for the working man
I’m calling payday for the working man
I said divided we fall
But together we will stand
I’m calling payday for the working man
I’m calling payday for the working man
I said divided we fall
I said divided we fall
I said divided we fall
But together we will stand
Together we will stand
Together we will stand
Together we will stand
Together we will stand
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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4. |
Train wreck
04:06
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I am the hunter
But I’m feeling like the prey
Bull or the matador?
Does it matter anyway?
There’s a spider web all in my head
And I’ve got dues to pay
Out of control, how I roll
Best be out of my way
‘Cos I’m burning down my bridges
And I’m looking for a fight
Yes I lost my grip and I let it slip
Yes I, I’m a train wreck
I said “warning.. I am seeing red”
I said “warning.. there’s a monster in my head”
And he’s rude he’s got attitude he’s the walking dead
He look me in the eye, he don’t lie
And this is what he said
‘Cos I’m burning down my bridges
And I’m looking for a fight
Yes I lost my grip, how I let it slip
Yes I,… I’m a train wreck
I’m a train wreck
Dan Hannaford 2014
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5. |
Sugar & Vinegar
03:36
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Well I’ve heard you’ve been thinking about suicide
Somewhere in the corner of your mind
You’re wondering if it’s better on the other side
Pass those doors at closing time
Now if you got a minute can I speak my mind
Even though we ‘aint seeing eye to eye
Before you check out and you cross that line
You might want to give this a try
You’ll get more with sugar than vinegar
You’ll get more with a smile than a frown
No one likes listening to complaining
So build it up and don’t tear it down
Self-pity well it seems is your only friend
Self-pity’s probably the reason why
You’ve been shaking hands with demons and the deals gone sour
Now your living in the shadow of a lie
But you’ll get more with sugar than vinegar
You’ll get more with a smile than a frown
No one likes listening to complaining
So build it up and don’t tear it down
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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6. |
Crazy
02:54
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They called me a rebel
They called me trouble
They wanted me to rock
But all I did was roll
No they wouldn’t listen
When I tried to explain
A square peg don’t fit in a round hole
Please excuse me
I am crazy
But if you let me just explain
Going crazy
Well it saved me
From going insane
You laugh ‘cos I’m different
I cry ‘cos you’re the same
You called me a ‘weirdo’
Among other names
But God broke the mould
When he made me
You call it crazy I call it free
Please excuse me
I am crazy
But if you let me just explain
Going crazy
Well it saved me
From going insane
One of theses kids is doing there own thing
Which one of these kids could it be
One of these kids is not like the other and that one kid….well it’s me
Cos I can hear
Big wheels turning
Yes these times are gunna change
So get your ticket
No don’t you miss it
All aboard the crazy train
Please excuse me
I am crazy
But if you let me just explain
Going crazy
Well it saved me
From going insane
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Samuel 12 years old
When they put him in the ground
Suddenly he’s gone
So young so wrong
As the vultures of grief gather round
And Joseph just 15
When he was lost at sea
On that winters day
The waves took him away
And rocked his soul to sleep
So let these tears fall down
Though it doesn’t make a sound
To anybody round
It echoes through the halls of his heart
And Grandad yes your gone
Maybe your time had come
A man among men
Faithful to the end but your memory lives on
So let these tears fall down
Though it doesn’t make a sound
To anybody round
It echoes through the halls of his heart
And its strange
I can’t explain
why it feels so good to cry
And this pain
Begin to change
As it’s running out through my eyes
So let these tears fall down
Though it doesn’t make a sound
To anybody round
It echoes through the halls of his heart
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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When the band has played
And the crowd gone home
When the lights go out
And I’m on my own
That’s when the aching starts
As I think of her
Oh the widow of a travelling man
Tonight the crowd went wild
And they cried “one more”
How the room it shook
On that wooden dance floor
But they left me here
And I’m coming down
Oh the widow of a travelling man
As she lays there on our bed
Am I floating ‘round her head?
I wish I could hold her hand
Is this work or is this war?
‘cos there’s a cost for every chord
Maybe you might understand
Oh the widow of a travelling man
I long to hear her voice
On that telephone line
But it makes it worse
Each and every time
‘cos when she says my name
the distance is more real
Oh the widow of a travelling man
As she lays there on our bed
Am I floating ‘round her head?
I wish I could hold her hand
Is this work or is this war?
‘cos there’s a cost for every chord
Maybe you might understand
Oh the widow of a travelling man
Dan Hananford © 2014
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9. |
Living work of art
04:32
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Ask me how I know
That there’s a God above
And ask me the reason why
I believe in love
And I would paint a picture
To speak a thousand words
But there is nothing I could say
That would come close to her
She beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful by far
She’s a living work of art
They say that love is blind
But I know what I see
Intelligent design
Standing right in front of me
She more than a song
More than these notes I play
She got it going on
She’s a masterpiece on display
She beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful by far
She’s a living work of art
And if I may have my say
With hand upon my chest
To the world of this girl
Yes I am blessed
She beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful by far
She’s a living work of art
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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10. |
A flower blue
03:57
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Do you ever get that feeling
Like something is a missing?
But your not sure just what it is
You catch yourself crying
Whilst staring into nothing
But your not sure just what it is
No your not sure just what it is
Some days I get this feeling
Like something is a missing?
But I’m not sure just what it is
I catch myself crying
Whilst staring into nothing
But I’m not sure just what it is
No I’m not sure just what it is
No this was not my plan
A melancholy man
I try to understand
But I’m not sure
I’m not sure
I’m not sure just what it is
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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11. |
Shine your light
04:07
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We can see the light is fading
The sun is quickly setting
I hear that midnight train coming ‘round the bend
Oh the darkness rolls like thunder
And I feel I’m going under
Are you my enemies or are you my friend
Yes I’ve heard that you’ve been dreaming
And I’ve watched you building fires
Don’t be ashamed of the candle that you’re holding
It’s gunna get me through the midnight hour
Shine your light
Shine your light
Shine your light so I can see
To my brothers and my sisters
To all their sons and daughters
Did you know, you are not alone
You ain’t a number you got a name
So put your candle to the flame
Its gunna light my way back home
Yes I’ve heard that you’ve been dreaming
And I’ve watched you building fires
Don’t be ashamed of the candle that your holding
It’s gunna get me through the midnight hour
Shine your light
Shine your light
Shine your light so I can see
Cos a candle in the dark is more precious than gold
And a story ain’t a story until it’s been told
I said a candle in the dark is more precious than gold
And a story ain’t a story until it’s been told
Shine your light
Shine your light
Shine your light so I can see
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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12. |
Put the kettle on
03:05
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Hello my darling
It’s me your husband
You know I’ve been out singing
Trying to make a living
Up and down this highway
Singing songs to get paid
The pubs the clubs the cafes
The nights they get so lonely
How I been missing you
But now babe
Put the kettle on now babe
I am almost home
And I feel in love all over again
I said babe its been far too long now babe
That we’ve been alone
But tonight I hold you in my arms again
Hello my daughter
It’s me your father
I bet you’ve gotten taller
Looking more like your mother
Tomorrow we’ll go swimming’
Maybe do some fishing
Can’t wait to see you skipping
Jumping and a playing
How I been missing you
But now babe
Put the kettle on now babe
I am almost home
And I feel in love all over again
I said babe its been far too long now babe
That we’ve been alone
But tonight I hold you in my arms again
Dan Hannaford © 2014
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Dan Hannaford Byron Bay, Australia
“A rock-solid slab of dusty country and ragged-edged blues, as honest as the day is long, twice as real and raw” – Sydney
Morning Herald 2015
“Hannaford channels Bob Dylan and The Felice Brothers with his outlaw blues mojo on overdrive” – Rhythms Magazine 2015
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