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Dance All Night
03:31
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Dance All Night ( Danylo and Alexander Fedoryka)
Melody: Trad. French-Canadian/D. & A. Fedoryka
Seen more troubles than a gamblin' man
Been broke more times than a gypsy van
Seen my gold all turn to rust
Seen more roads than a Greyhound bus
Hold me darlin', closer
Stay with me tonight
Dance all night by the firelight
Come sun up and I'll be gone
Lost more time than a busted clock
Learned to fight 'fore I learned to walk
Broke my back workin' on the rail
Hid from the law in the county jail
Dance with me by the firelight
We don't got long but we got all night
To wash all the years away
Don't hold back don't break a step
No time to worry, no need to fret
Just blow me a kiss goodbye at the break of day
Drank my fill from an empty glass
Saw my future lookin' in the past
Almost drowned standing on dry land
Tasted honey in the desert sand
Bounced more trains than a rubber tramp
Saw my face on a postage stamp
Seen fine ladies and pretty sights
But I ain't seen nothin' like you tonight
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Cubicles and Tylenol
03:39
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Cubicles and Tylenol (A. Fedoryka)
Screaming clock, crooked walk, ungodly hour
Curse the man as you stand in the shower
Wondering how you ever landed the subscription
To punching clocks and wearing socks and office friction
As you snake, brake, make your way through traffic
You see the SOB’s in HOV are laughing
Run the hall, to your stall, all perspired
You find you’re late, it’s half past eight, and you’re fired
Cubicles and Tylenol
Slave away the day
Pass the glass, make the moment last
Tomorrow’s just a day away
Pass the glass, make the moment last
Tomorrow’s just a day away
Like a drone, on the phone, taking orders
Hide in bathrooms and wander in the corridors
Pleading, begging as the seconds pass like hours
For salvation from the clock’s sadistic power
Afternoon, as you swoon, at your desktop
Jump online, wasting time, feel your brain stop
Suffer endlessly from your boss’ mood swings
As you think about your drink when the bell rings
Five long days in an office space
You wonder where the years have gone
If this isn’t just a white collar prison
Tell me, where did the promises go wrong?
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Corrina
05:52
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Corrina (M. Ounallah)
Corrina
Corrina
Hey------ hey, hey, hey Corrina
Corrina (walking in the mid day sun)
Corrina (tell me when she's gonna come)
Hey------ hey, hey, hey Corrina
Well my complete lack of furniture seems to cause you much distress
And the band cases in the kitchen keep you up without rest
Now my thrift store clothes seem to bother you but honey I'm trying so hard
Now the nights grow longer and the days seem short, my apologies for wrecking the car
I'm so sorry to have that party, but the people just wouldn't go home
It was an all night session on the back porch, and the good times they did roll
I know the neighbors complained and yelled at you to no end
They ripped off the mailbox and shot at the dog, could it be it was all heaven sent
I know I've made a few mistakes and snuck in a time or two
But it's hard when the life of the party has to wake up now before noon
I know your mama would not approve, of my brokedown beauty on the lake
But In the end it's all justified to run and never look back
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Jack Dempsey
04:00
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Jack Dempsey (A. Fedoryka)
Well my father was a drunkard
And my stepma was a nag
And life in the streets of Dublin
Was nothing about to brag
With the work lines getting longer
And hunger on the breeze
Met a carney from Killarney
And he sang these words to me
Hey ho diddle-ee dee
If it’s free you want to be
Jump the ship to Boston
Fight a Yankee in the ring
Well I grew up as a fighter
My teacher was the streets
Where the taste of blood in your mouth
Was never out of reach
These fists were made of iron
But never made to steal
So I followed the words of a carney
And to Boston I did sail
So I slept under bridges
And jumped a train or three
An honest day’s work
Won't take a Mick like me
I surely couldn’t dance
And hell if I could sing
But I’d pistol whip a Yankee
If you just put me in the ring
The brawlin’ turned to fightin’
And the bruises turned to gold
The hunger turned to pride
As the wins began to roll
And I think about the carney
Who sang the distant chord
If you go and fight the Yankees
You’ll be champion of the world!
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Hutsulka Ksenia
04:37
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Hultsulka Ksenia (D. Fedoryka/ Ukrainian Traditional)
Темна нічка гори вкрила
Полонину всю залила
А вній постять сніжно білу
Гуцул Ксеню він пізнав
Він дивився в очі сині
Тихо спершись на соснині
І слова ніжні любови
Він до неї промовляв
Chorus:
Гуцулко Ксеню
Я тобі на трембіті
Лиш одній в цілім світі
Про свій жаль роскажу
Душа страждає
Звук трембіти лунає
А що серце кохає
Бо гаряче мов жар
Вже пройшло гаряче літо
Гуцул любив іншу скрито
А Гуцулку чорно-бриву
Він в остатну ніч прощав
В Черемоші грають хвилі
Сумували очі сині
Тільки вітер на соснині
Сумну пісню вигравав
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As The Dust Falls
05:01
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As The Dust Falls (M. Ounallah)
Instrumental Section Irish Reel: Drowsy Maggie/ Morning Dew
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Well there seems to be trouble
And I can't tell what's wrong or right
There's a man over there seeing double
And he won't make it through the night
Things fly by when you are living
Faster then you ever have before
Everyone out here is given
Something but we still want some more
Now we'll sit here and wait
With our ears to the ground
Waiting on the word
To march on this town
And her voice lights up the dark
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
Raglan Road
I miss my home in the city
I miss that morning sunrise
It's a shame and a pity
But it comes as no big surprise
Now we'll sit here and wait
With our ears to the ground
Waiting on the word
To march on this town
And her voice lights up the dark
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
As the dust falls
Raglan Road
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Hey Mama Ya
04:41
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Hey Mama Ya (A. Fedoryka)
Hey mama ya mama hey mama yo
Save me from hell 'fore the rooster's crow
Hey mama do mama hey mama dee
Just a dead man's letter from the potter's field
Hey mama ya mama yo mama don't
Lose me like you found me under yonder stone
Stay with me a while longer til the new moon
Free me from the curse of a creole tomb
Hey mama ya mama yo mama sing
Take me to the place where the church bells ring
Let me float on a boat through the bayou
Where I once was a boy before I had to choose
Hey mama ya mama yo mama stop
Don't let me get caught on the gravedigger's watch
Lead me through this limbo to the promised land
Release me from the grip of the evil hand
Hey mama ya mama yo mama light
A lantern that will save me from this endless night
I've wandered in the company of other lost souls
Looking for a door that was never closed
Hey mama ya mama yo mama row
Take me in your ferry to the other shore
The debt's been exacted, I've paid for my sins
I'm ready for the preacher's promise to begin
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Song of Sacrifice
04:05
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Song of Sacrifice (A. Fedoryka)
Feel the clock beat on your back
As you pack your bag
You wonder if your sanity
Is something you ever had
And you wonder how the darkness
Panting at your door
Could drive a man to turn his back
And run for other shores
Pull your coat around your throat
But you just can’t fight them back
The guns, the tears, the whistling fears
As the future fades to black
And the things you love begin to fade
Though you try to hold on
As you grip the sands with aging hands
Til all that’s left is gone
When you can’t go home
No matter what you say
Can’t go home
They’ve gone and took it all away
Can’t go home
To taste the dirt is what I yearn
For the ones who’ve gone, let’s sing a song
Never to return
Think on friends and families
And you wonder how they fared
Torn apart forever
By the things you'll never share
Feel the sweat roll down your neck
As you bend from the toil
From white to blue, it’s what you had to do
For a grave on foreign soil
Of the things we've lost and the things we've gained
The losses fly off the scale
But it's the things we've lost are what haunt us most
The price of distant prison without bail
When you can’t go home
No matter what you say
Can’t go home
They’ve gone and took it all away
Can’t go home
To taste the dirt is what I yearn
For the ones who’ve gone, let’s sing a song
Never to return
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The Ocean
04:59
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The Ocean (D. Fedoryka)
When I was a boy, I wanted to go sailing
Live out on the sea, with harpoon I'd go whaling
Oh to get away, to sail the open waters
The breakers and wind they would spell out my fate
Walk into my dream, I dreamt I was a captain
Searching for a place that had never been found
Sailed to distant shores, in all the ports and harbors
I'd find a place that reminds me of home
Now I am a man, and never have I wandered
Somehow I let my dreams slip away
But every now and then, I slip into a slumber
And find my way back to the ocean again
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10. |
Lagan Love
01:41
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11. |
Scratchbox Reel
02:48
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Girl Named You (A. Fedoryka)
Well the day I met you
The Mississippi turned blue
No I never did knew
Things could be so true
Well I know it’s been said
This ole mining town been bled
But I swear it turned red
When I kissed your sweet head
Where did you come from, what’d you do?
Kicked the black dust off my shoes and made them new
Six days a week was all I knew
Til you showed me the seventh when I fell for a girl named you
Six days in the hole
Make a young man old
These walls of black coal
You’ve gone and turned it all to gold
On the Riverboat Queen
It all looks so green
As the winter turn to Spring
You’re the reason I sing
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Dead Army
05:05
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(M. Ounallah)
Woke tonight from my sleep, In a restless hell
Chains lying cross the floor, Outside a distant yell
Eyes stare straight in front of me, A dream I can't return
On this dead end street in Tennessee, A trip I soon will learn
That what I thought was an escape, A chance to get away
Could all come rushing to a halt, Slow down and live today
But don't find yourself alone, And staring down at the road
Hear the cries of battle lullabies, And the dead's solemn load
As I stared into his eyes, He said rise from this bed
The wheel's roll slow outside, It's the crawl of the dead
To them the war is raging, Lee's last battle call
Has stirred them from their endless sleep, Tonight they will not fall
Look now son the scene out front, As they move into the night
No one's told them their time is up, And they'll march on to fight
But don't find yourself alone, And staring down at the road
Because the preacher won't save you from a devil's fate, And the dead's fading load
One soul's stuck down on the rail
Pushing and a pulling in the night time air
Everyone's stuck down on the rail
Waiting on the word that takes him home
One soul's stuck down on the rail
Pushing and a pulling in the night time air
Everyone's stuck down on the rail
Waiting on the word that takes him home
I can remember what kept me, Alive and well today
As the mist broke way for the army, To find solace on their way
Was not the peace of this Tennessee home, Or a life I'd left behind
But words coming from the glass eyes, Of a shackled man in time
Could make me see what they'd lost, By handing over their rights
To the tongue of a judge and jury, Who made sure they'd always fight
But don't find yourself alone, And staring down at the road
Because one man's freedom could mean a curse, On the dead's final load
One soul's stuck down on the rail
Pushing and a pulling in the night time air
Everyone's stuck down on the rail
Waiting on the word that takes him home
One soul's stuck down on the rail
Pushing and a pulling in the night time air
Everyone's stuck down on the rail
Waiting on the word that takes him home
Waiting on the word that takes him home
Waiting on the word that takes him home
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Bulgarian Suite
06:11
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15. |
The Last One
04:06
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(M. Ounallah)
Ever since I was a kid I knew I'd find a way
To hit the country see the sights live each and every day
Know the trees from the forest, shine the light in my eyes
Don't try to hide me, my highway never dies
Set to find the place I knew I'd seen before
In dreams as a young kid, fables of war
Found on the hillside scattered through the land
Where people played and fought delivered final stands
Scenes of old stories now flood back to life
Old man's fading heart lost to his wife
Young man's glory shelved and filed away
Lose that gun at the riverside you'll be better off today
So spin the wheels and strum the lies
You gotta look close you can see it their eyes
The time is now there are no goodbye's
(As we sing) This can't be the Last One
(As we sing) This can't be the Last One
There will never, no never come a time
When this is the Last One
Far from where I left him old traveler down the road
Stopped me short in the pouring rain ditched his heavy load
Told me tales of reckless times old crossroads at night
Lost old lullabies songs out of sight
Like the legend of John Hurt and the deal that he made
Showed his cards to the world changes everyday
Lost memories remembered heroes unsung
We live and grow old but I will stay young
So spin the wheels and strum the lies
You gotta look close you can see it their eyes
The time is now there are no goodbye's
So spin the wheels and strum the lies
You gotta look close you can see it their eyes
The time is now there are no goodbye's
(As we sing) This can't be the Last One
(As we sing) This can't be the Last One
There will never, no never come a time
When this is the Last One
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Named after Ukrainian nomads, Scythian is "what happens when rock star charisma meets Celtic dervish fiddling," says Nashville's Music City Roots. iHeartRadio's Arroe Collins praises new album Jump at the Sun for "reinvent[ing] folk rock in America." Scythian merges thunderous energy, technical prowess, and storytelling songwriting, beckoning crowds into a barn-dance, rock concert experience. ... more
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