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Seven Long Years
02:26
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It's been about seven long years since I saw my baby walkin' away
Can't even think of those days since I saw her walkin' away
My heart is sad
Feels like it's been ripped in two
No there's not a lot I can do
Going down on the highway
Goin' to tak this rope and try it across my throat
It's been about seven long years since I saw my baby walkin' away
Can't even think of those days since I saw her walkin' away
Where did you come from
Where did you go
Don't be singing no cotton eyed joe, gotta move on
Gotta drink my fill and get myself back home
I know that she ain't coming back
so I'll end my life down past the ol' wide railroad track
It's been about seven long years since I saw my baby walkin' away
Can't even think of those days since I saw her walkin' away
I give my soul to the lord above
Cuz I ain't worth nothing to this world
Without the one I love
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Little Bit of Water
03:29
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My friend he had a boat
Yeah he would take us driving
Down the ol’ Rideau
It was a Friday on the water
And even though those times
Are far away now
I remember like it was yesterday
Cuz even though were gone
And all grown up now
I’ll never forget those days
When we were driving down the road
Towards Davy’s ol’ trailer
Where the parties been raising hell
Where we were strumming our ol guitars
Playing em a little bit to hard
And Isaac would hit the high notes
Little bit of water
Little bit of smoke
Back when we were young
Oh Olivia she's gone out east
She's taken up a job there
We would blast old tunes that our parents use to play
And argue which was better
And then there's Jimmy
Yeah Jimmies still at Timmies
But who am I to judge
Cuz even though were gone
And all grown up now
I’ll never forget those days
When we were driving down the road
Towards Davy’s ol’ trailer
Where the parties been raising hell
Where we were strumming our ol guitars
Playing em a little bit to hard
And Isaac would hit the high notes
Ya you grow old, find love and get on with your life
And there's nothing that can change that
I won’t say that I don’t miss those times when we’d drink until the sunrise
And wake up all the neighbors with our stupid drunken behaviour
And girl I was falling for you
Little bit of water
Little bit of smoke
Back when we were young
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Home
04:25
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Let me go away
Oh can I say
I’m leaving
Yeah I’m on my own
If I say that i’ll stay
Would you take me someday
To a place I can call my home
Well many times before
I’ve talked up my game
Made a fool of myself around you
I can’t even realize
The time I have spent
Making troubles pass me through
So I count up all my problems
That I ain’t gonna solve
Yeah I ain't got much time left in me
There’s a town across the water
Where my old man was raised
Yeah I think I’ll go and see
Yeah I know what you’re thinking
You got my tongue wrapped in circles
I know you got a story in your eyes
I miss the way you play guitar
When I piss you off
I know those songs are all about me
But don’t go tryin’ to fix me
Saying’ I gotta cry a little more
I know I can be a little bit intense
It’s water under bridges until it all over flows
Well I’ll get myself a boat
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Grandma's Song
02:47
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Back at home
There is a place
Just off the 416
With a sign at the door
And a fence all around
And a piano that’s missing some keys
Now johnnys in the back
He’s making some scratch
Turn up that kenny loggins
We got Jason at the bar
Ge’s going 50 miles an hour
He makes the best damn caesar you’d ever seen
So I call my own mama
And I tell her get her engine started
It’s 45 minutes out from Lombardy
And I know when I get in
all my friends will be waiting
Saying play that song that grandma use to sing
When I’m up on my third round
And all the liquors on the ground
Even the lawyers are now up dancing
With a hell of a crowd of people here
They always help me load my gear
I can’t even begin to tell you why
I guess there’s something about this town
That city folks should learn about
That makes it so damn hard to say goodbye
You can rib and rab or wine and holler
it ain't going to turn a penny into a dollar
It’s about the pals/friends you make oh all the while
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Jono Townsend Montreal, Québec
Jono Townsend is a Canadian Folk/Bluegrass musician from Montreal. His songs are about the joys of being a musician in small town Ontario.
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