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Old Friend
04:10
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Old Friend
Some time’s passed by, since we last sat down
Passed ‘round stories of what we’ve done since the last time
The grind is working this new grit into these old rags
Healed by time and the wisdom of looking back
Coming back to you,
Coming back to you old friend
Coming back to you
It's good to be with you again
Coming back to you
Come on this far without end
Coming back to you
Coming back to you again
Good to be with you old friend
There were times not proud of and things I said
Change is tough, the feeling of it all falling away
We treasure these moments now, steady hearts holding on
Holding loose to the outcome
We hit the road a time or two,
Sometimes traveling on down a different way than you
But we’ve come on back around, what we’ve got is hard to find
Making the best of these times
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Golden Calf
03:49
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Golden Calf
The days have been so long, the years feel short now
There’s a fire burning in hearts, in our souls
Something new on the horizon inviting us in
Our voices scattered, now gathering
Marching on to liberation
We don’t want a handout. We want a foot in
We ain’t worshiping the golden calf. won’t be bought or paid
We don’t want a handout. we want a foot in
Won’t you come and join in the parade,
We’re dancing on barricades to the sound of a new day
We came to visualize resistance in our towns and minds
Rising from the ground, we’ve come to tear these idols down
You can bury us, we were seeds and now we’ve grown
You can cut the flowers but spring still has come.
We’re dancing, we’re dancing, we’re dancing on barricades. To the sound of a new day
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3. |
Work Hard Rest Easy
04:17
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Work Hard Rest Easy
Well, baby, this old house ain’t getting anywhere alone
It’s been sitting years left by the wayside, but hey it’s worth a try
Let’s take these bones and make it home, got a love for the left out and cast aside
We’ll live the simple life, but it sure ain’t easy
But we’ll make some time to pour some whiskey for me and you
These calloused hands may not fit the trend
But will take what we got and will make do and mend
We’ll rebuild this world in the shell of the old days
We’ll work hard and rest easy, that’s our way
Oh, we’ll work hard and rest easy, that’s our way
Ain’t looking out for just our own
Send ploughmen to the fields of common good
This earth belongs to the tiller
For our work, and for our rest, for our dreams, and for our health
We’ve worked our fingers to the bone
We’ll build a foundation from these old stones
We’ll raise these beams and make a home
No need to live or die alone
No need to walk alone
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Grafton Street
04:19
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Grafton Street
Back to the homeland for the first time
A familiar beat, this heart of mine
calling me over the immigrant sea
Well, it's Dublin for me, where is it for you?
That’ll sing your song and make you new.
Walking these shores on the cliffs of howth
With kin and laughter, heather and gorse
It’s good to see ya, been too long between
Well, it's Dublin for me, and so for you
That’ll sing our song and bind us to.
And they're singin’...
Down Grafton, down Grafton street
The colors and sounds, they call out to me
Down Grafton, down Grafton street
Darlin’ hold my hand. Breath in the memories
They're singin’ songs for change
Down on Grafton street.
Well these ancient roots dig deep beyond
And permeate like burning bog
It’s my journey now, my history
it's Dublin for me, where is it for you?
That’ll sing your song and pull ya through.
Well, Darlin’ it’s fair to want to stay
Why go on back to the USA
Still the paddock fields will collect their dew
It’s Dublin for you, and so is for me
That has sung our song and set us free…
Darlin’ hold my hand got a whole world to see
They’re singin’ songs for change down on Grafton Street
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Comrade Gene
04:34
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Comrade Gene
Oh Gene! Dear comrade!
Won’t you come up here, beside me, Oh Gene
You’re worthy of rest, Oh Gene
You lived your life for love
for the least of our sisters & our brethren
Our toilers, our poor
Won’t you come up here beside me, Oh Gene
And find some rest you, dear Comrade, some rest
Won’t you come up here beside me, Oh Gene
Lay your weary head down
you’ve worked tirelessly
won’t you find some rest.
Oh Gene, it was or it was for such as you
That the foundations of this earth were laid on down
In Justice, in Mercy, in Love
for the least of our sisters & our brethren
Our toilers, our poor
Well done good and faithful
won’t you join us here
at the feast of our toilers, our poor
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We Are The Ones
04:19
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We are the Ones
Walking the streets of this old mill town
Well, what we’ve got left
The people here they’ve got something else
That didn’t go leave like the rest
Welcomed in this stranger
Helped him settle on into a home
They said, come on in, just don’t push us out
And together we can sing this song
We are the ones, we are the ones
We’ve been waiting for
We are the ones, we are the one’s
Build our own future
Don’t need a handout of pity.
Or false sense of charity
Oh, We are the ones, we are the ones
We’ve been waiting for
In some ways we’re poor, that’s not who we are
Just don’t got the same rules
Those in power made their promises
That then only served the few
Well, the politicians, bankers and bosses
Sure got a lot to say,
Can’t wait on them, it’s time to organize
And build our new world today!...
We are the ones...
…just opportunity
Thirsty for more than what they’ll trickle down
Hungry for more than the crumbs that fall to the ground…
Got to own the means, the tools & land
To build and produce our own
We are the ones..
...you can join if you walk with me
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7. |
Worth It
05:37
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Worth It
Got loaded up, tore away from all you knew, and all you had
Started new, just for me, I’ve never known this kinda love
I didn’t know how to be, I’d only know you from so far, so far away
We held on tight to uncertainty’s chest, wished for the best, then push came to shove
We’ve traveled over mountains, o’er these ragin’ stormy seas
We’ve been through hell and high water, you and me
Through the struggle, the joy, and the pain, and through all these fears
You’re worth it, you’re worth it, babe, you’re worth every tear
Is love some sick and twisted wound, ill with young and naive dreams
Or is it a chance to grow beyond, lose ourselves, to find our way
Remember that day, in that vacant lot, it was the worst I’ve had and since.
We made it through, a little scraped and bruised but we’re stronger for our stay
Through the struggle, the joy, and the pain, and through all these years
You’re worth it, still worth it, babe, you’re worth every tear
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Dylan Rooke Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Singer-songwriter Dylan Rooke experiments with the intersection of folk, rock, and some punk grit. Joining with some old friends who formed the accompanying band Red Coal, together they have overlaid vocal harmonies, modern electric and traditional acoustic instruments, to orchestrate a balance between the dynamics of their songs, bringing with them many anthems to be sung arm in arm. ... more
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