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I was born and raised
My mother's only son
And I was condemned
For a crime, I never done
‘Cause I was poor
And I was so alone
I was not made equal
Under the law
I am forced to labor
Out in the devil's sun
And I, I do pray
To the crucified one
Cause I know
I'll never escape
I am damned
To the darkness of my fate
That I am here
For the term of my natural life
I am here
For the term of my natural life
I was born and raised
My mother's only son
And I was condemned
For a crime, I never done
And I know
I will never escape
I am resigned
To the darkness of my fate
That I am here
For the term of my natural life
I am here
For the term of my natural life
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The Best Day Of My Life
05:17
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When I look back on us
I see we were doomed from the start
‘Cause you lived only for lust
And I was crossed with the stars
I wish that I never met you
Or we were sooner to part
‘Cause all the things you did
Left me wounded and scarred
The day you left
Was the best day of my life
The door it slammed
And forever we said 'goodbye'
Now, I'm living the best years of my life
I no longer hate you
I don't care for your lies
‘Cause I've only got one life
And I wasted my own precious time
The day you left
Was the best day of my life
The door it slammed
And forever we said 'goodbye'
Now, I'm living the best years of my life
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The Stranger
03:40
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This morning
Unforeseen
She put up her hair
Laid her plans bare
And spoke to me
Like a stranger
This morning
Unforeseen
She put on her clothes
And withered a rose
And spoke to me
Like a stranger
She went out the door
Cried, 'with you nevermore'
Put her foot to the floor
Said, 'goodbye evermore'
And spoke to me
Like a stranger
She was a stranger
This evening
Unforeseen
She called me up
Said, 'you don't give a fuck'
& spoke to me
Like a stranger
I hung up the phone
Shed the skin from my bones
Found myself a new home
Content now I was alone and free
Like a stranger
Like a stranger
I was a stranger
I am a stranger
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The Unrepentant Thief
05:11
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I’m just a poor man
I pour light into my arm
I betrayed my only mother
& I cower deeper into the calm
Do not pity me
For the things, I have done
Just bury me six feet under
In the barrel of a gun
I wander these dark streets
& drift from door to door
Begging anyone I meet
To throw this dog a bone
Do not pity me
For the things, I have done
Just bury me six feet under
In the barrel of a gun
For I am the thief
Who mocked God’s only son
To hell I shall be
& to the devil I belong
To hell I shall be
& to the devil we belong
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Crazy Jane
04:29
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I knew a lady called Crazy Jane
Who lived by the river and spoke very plain
She said, life is more than riches and gold
And you've gotta love with your body and soul
I was a young man making my way
Courting the girls, a miller by trade
I wanted a mansion on the dark hill
To look out over on the poor mills
I worked and I slaved by night and by day
But being honest just did not pay
So I took to thieving and gambling too
And I'd rig the game, so I'd never lose
I knew a lady called Crazy Jane
Who lived by the river and spoke very plain
She said, life is more than riches and gold
And you've gotta love with your body and soul
I had a wife I did not love
Cause she had money and a mansion above
She died young, and I was alone
I got caught stealing, lost all that I own
I lived for money, for lust and for greed
And now there's no one to mourn or to grieve
But I still remember that old crazy maid
Who lived by the river and spoke very plain
I knew a lady called Crazy Jane
Who lived by the river and spoke very plain
She said, life is more than riches and gold
And you've gotta love with your body and soul
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Love, You've Given To Me
04:28
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I've gotta say so long
You were right, I was wrong
And I can't repay
On this cold dark day
All the love, you've given to me
I don't wanna say goodbye
I did now try
But I can't repay
In my lonely way
The love, you've given to me
You deserve a man
Someone with a real good plan
To hold you all through the night
Until the first morning light
I've gotta say so long
You were right, I was wrong
And I can't repay
On this cold dark day
All the love, you've given to me
No, I can't repay
In my lonely way
All the love, you gave unto me
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Judgement Day
07:43
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She waved at me from over the mountain
As I went down my dark lonely way
I'll never see her sacred pale body
As she becomes the road and the clay
I rode on the plains all through the hot summer
And through the cold forests as winter it came
To find me the war, to keep my great honour
As I watched men kneel down to beg and to pray
We lived in trenches and killed our own brothers
Buried them without a stone or a grave
I've seen horrors, I don't care to mention
As I was now wounded and rode on my way
I came to a town on the southern border
Where a man could buy a soul for his pay
I mined for gold under a slave owner
And shovelled my fair share of guilt and disgrace
I watched his men bring women to slaughter
Because their skin was the colour of rain
And I watched them burn all those poor sisters
Like they were crops or bundles of hay
I met a man whose name was Christopher
He carried crosses on down the streamway
He said, don't worry your soul about nothing
Just live on in hope of our judgement day
She waved to me from over the mountain
As I carried crosses on down the streamway
I've seen horrors, I don't care to mention
As I live in hope of our judgement day
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Matt Malone & The Holy Spirits Melbourne, Australia
Matt Malone is a singer/songwriter from the Victorian goldfields. Malone’s preacher-like baritone and darkly poetic songs
have been likened to Johnny Cash, Nick Cave, Townes Van Zandt & David Eugene Edwards.
'★★★★, cracked, haunted, fantastic.'
- The Sydney Morning Herald
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