Lord, I'm goin'
My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor
Lord, I'm goin'
My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor
I'm going looking for my Georgia road
She's got me ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
On a long road
We are just trees
Wave in the windstorm
We are slow wheels
We are potholes
And it passes
Just like lightning
And it's over
We remember nothing
Bury me in ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Wake up, it's morning
Wake up, my darling
Wake up and see for yourself
You were woven in patchwork
Clouded and hazed
In your past like a lover can be
Honey, it's alright
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Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Down in the bardo
There was nothing to hold so we let it go
We were empty, we were hollow
Shined with everything we were living for
And you see your soul
Like some picture s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
This house
She’s holding secrets
I got my change behind the bed
In a coffee can
I throw my nickels in
Just in case I have to leave
And I will go if you ask me to
I wil...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Theres always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John brown’s body was never found
But the locals see him walkin round
There’s a ‘for sale’ sign on the old farm roads...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
You take the big one
And i’ll take his brother
Let’s get this over with
’cause i’m late for work
Do you remember when we were young
The swing sets, the costumes
The...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
I woke you up with poetry and stones
The ragged and the bones
Strewn around the room
I recall another hazy May
Take a round in the ring
Gone hungry for the win
Here's the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
The night fell with bicycle bells, the dark had wooden teeth
Oh we broke on up to hill country, the air was thin and sweet
Lord, the air was thin and sweet
She held onto my co...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov
Sleep rolls in the grave
Oh how we stayed how you never
Up and wake
But you hide in your cellars
Brewing thoughts to make you drunk and you wait
For your profits to come
Well...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Gregory Alan Isakov