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Hazy Shade of Gold

by Pine Street Ramblers

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Deidra Deutsch I am so happy to live so close to see such creativity and passion so frequently! the music is amazing and the band manages to be devoted to their own sound while honoring their inspiration. if you have a chance to see them do it!
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1.
High Wind (free) 03:48
Well you ain't gotta tell me Bout' what I already know No, you ain't got to tell me About what I already know "Bout how you got another man But he don't love you , not like the way I can And what your rich boy don't know... Well your poor boy understands There's a high wind blowin' on the mountain It's shaking and trembling through the pines Well you aught to take the shelter of my cabin lil' girl Cause it's going to be raining outside I beg you girl, don' marry that railroad man Yes I beg you girl, don't you marry that railroad man Cause he'll leave you with your heart all broke and worn And just wearing all them gingham rags all torn And it ain't no crime taking shelter from the storm There's a high wind blowin' on the mountain It's shaking and trembling through the pines Well you aught to take the shelter of my cabin lil' girl Cause it's going to be raining outside Now there's dark clouds rolling in They're covering up the sky Yeah,there's dark clouds rolling in They're covering up the sky And if the stars are the windows of the angels All back-lit by the glow of heavens light Then tonight I believe they've drawn the curtain And they're covering their eyes Cause there's a high wind blowin' on the mountain It's shaking and trembling through the pines Well you aught to take the shelter of my cabin lil' girl Cause it's going to be raining outside
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War Wagon 03:09
We took the war wagon out to Santa Cruz Made a little money busking on Pacific Avenue Enough to get us in the slow lane rollin' down HWY 1 We played beneath the redwoods Slept beneath the trees Felt the ocean flowing like a river on the breeze But I came to ride the airwaves floating 'neath the morning sun Turn on your radio, turn your radio on There's three thousand watts in Watsonville screaming out our song So get up early boys, go wake up Sleeepy John Turn on your radio, turn your radio on I spent my juvenile delinquency Just listening to that modulating frequency Of my local radio play the blues of the working man I said I'd rather be a cat in a catnip patch Than working like a dog' like a dog for the cash But there's dues I've been paying now I'm playing on the FM band Turn on your radio, turn your radio on There's three thousand watts in Watsonville screaming out our song So get up early boys, go wake up Sleeepy John Turn on your radio, turn your radio on Turn it on, and tune in clear Float with the waves up in the air Turn it up, and turn it on Just roll that static off the song We met King Kruk playing blue suede shoes And that's alright mama any way that you do He was trippin' with the breakers and the generators flippin' a switch When we get to the station gonna rattle and rave Gonna make Marconi rock n' roll in his grave And go sailing on the waves in a parabolic satellite dish Turn on your radio, turn your radio on There's three thousand watts in Watsonville screaming out our song So get up early boys, go wake up Sleeepy John Turn on your radio, turn your radio on
3.
Sadie Green 04:37
She's a saint and the devil the same Part woman, part hurricane But I come running when she's calling my name That brown eyed Sadie Green I'd run a mile just to watch her walk Climb right up a mountain top For sweet good-time-honkey-tonkin' Brown eyed Sadie Green Said, a gypsy woman, gotta vamp around She'll leave your coals so red hot burning Got to turn your damper down She's arose that rambles, and a juke joint queen Ain't no woman around her ever held no candle to brown eyed Sadie Green She makes the fireman ring his bell Just might combust she wears her dress so well But she ain't no Jezebel, that brown eyed Sadie Green She'll make your thermostat mercury rise But don't go foolin' with no pilot light Cause she's a powder keg of dynamite that brown eyed Sadie Green Said, a gypsy woman, gotta vamp around She'll leave your coals so red hot burning Got to turn your damper down She's arose that rambles, and a juke joint queen Ain't no woman around her ever held no candle to brown eyed Sadie Green She was born and raised so fine, baptized in champagne wine I ain't got nothin' but I know where it went Cause a brown eyed girl gets your money all spent She got no pearls or no diamonds to wear She turn her nose up at a millionaire Say what you want about her, she don't care That brown eyed Sadie Green She don't care much about your silver or gold She's hard to handle but shes heaven to hold And the man who doesn't love her surely never been told about brown eyed Sadie Green Said, a gypsy woman, gotta vamp around She'll leave your coals so red hot burning Got to turn your damper down She's arose that rambles, and a juke joint queen Ain't no woman around her ever held no candle to brown eyed Sadie Green
4.
From Mendocino to Mohave in the summertime You see the green rows growing down the whole coastline And if you've got a bottle buddy, well I bet you've got a friend If you ever get stuck in Lodi again With a little bit of sweet California wine And let it flow like the warm sunshine Just give me sweet California wine Just head up north of .08 you'll hit that golden state of mind Red or white buddy, you can't fail Get a spacebag, bottle or jug it's a holy grail I don't really mind what kind, just let it pour Soon I wont be in the state I'm in no more With a little bit of sweet California wine And let it flow like the warm sunshine Just give me sweet California wine Just head up north of .08 you'll hit that golden state of mind I'll spend tonight with Sherry I got an ax to bury, I've got a load on my mind I won't need to chase her I know i can't replace her, but I'm gonna erase her if you give me some time And a little bit of sweet California wine And let it flow like the warm sunshine Just give me sweet California wine Just head up north of .08 you'll hit that golden state of mind Well some folks< they drink to feel refined They say there's floral notes of apricots and ol' butterfly's behinds Well maybe I was wrong all along, for thinkin' what I thunk Cause all this time I've been drinkin' to get drunk With a little bit of sweet California wine Just let it flow like the warm sunshine Just give me sweet California wine Just head up north of .08 you'll hit that golden state of mind
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Folks think I drink too much That I medicate till' I levitate and go flying on my rubber crutch But I ain't drinking to forget her, I know I never will anyhow There's no occasion, no celebration, it's just my occupation now So when the booze is gone, I put the cap back on So I can lock my tears inside When it's good and tight I get to feeling right Till' my blues they get loose the next night I ain't no saint, I ain't your role model I'm just a poor man who's trying to leave his blues at the bottom of the bottle I don't care just where I'll be Whether or not the weathers cold or hot You know it's all the same to me Cause I'll be in some old dive joint , till' they turn out the neon sign Ain't no amnesty for a reffuge with a worried mind like mine So when the booze is gone, I put the cap back on So I can lock my tears inside When it's good and tight I get to feeling right Till' my blues they get loose the next night I ain't no saint, I ain't your role model I'm just a poor man who's trying to leave his blues at the bottom of the bottle Well I might be right, or wrong but I spend each night wondering how my life Became a goddamned country song But I'm the king of this old dive joint And the bar stool is my throne All the girls one meets are all the drunks and the cheats But it sure beats drinking alone So when the booze is gone, I put the cap back on So I can lock my tears inside When it's good and tight I get to feeling right Till' my blues they get loose the next night I ain't no saint, I ain't your role model I'm just a poor boy who's trying to leave his blues at the bottom of the bottle
6.
It's Alright 02:54
It's hard ignoring a hard rain pouring Coming down, down, down It's hard watching time fly, sitting in standby Waiting for blue skys to come around When I was a young man, I heard that song playin' And it stole my heart away I chased the lost chord, on down the fret board Just dying and trying to make it play Just dying and trying to make it play But, It's alright It's alright I hope you understand It's alright, it's alright I'm just playing in the band It's just a song I sing along, with a guitar and a friend When the highways calling, my little darlin' You know I'm bound to go again But the highway is cold and grey The nights fly by but the day's so long You'd go insane if you weren't playin' For the sake of the song The grass is growing The river's flowing An where is goes heaven knows The sun is shining, like a blue sky climbing High and vining like a wild red rose It's alright It's alright, might twist your fate, might change your plans Till' the roots of that rose vine twine around these bones of mine I'm just playin' in the band Yeah, I'm just playin' in the band
7.
Marbles 04:39
I was way down in the valley when the come to drown I was high up on the mountain, I came tumbling down I'm making matchstick houses in a hurricane wind Just waving at the ocean from a castle of sand Just waving at the ocean from a castle of sand I didn't lose my marbles, they just rolled away And this town just seems to tilt, a little more each day I'm ADD, an SOB but I think I'm still OK I didn't lose my marbles honey, they just rolled away Well I walk through fire soaked in gasoline I stick out my neck for every guillotine I find a big grizzly bear and I get him to fight If you think I'm half crazy then you're only half right Yeah, if you think I'm half crazy then you're only half right I didn't lose my marbles, they just rolled away And this town just seems to tilt, a little more each day I'm ADD, an SOB but I think I'm still OK I didn't lose my marbles honey, they just rolled away I take pain to explain till' I'm misunderstood Well I'm down to a dollar and I'm up to no good I've been sideways, somedays you'd think I'd see I'm waiting for apples on a lemon tree I'm just waiting for apples on a lemon tree I didn't lose my marbles, they just rolled away And this town just seems to tilt, a little more each day I'm ADD, an SOB but I think I'm still OK I didn't lose my marbles honey, they just rolled away They just rolled away..........
8.
Daddy quit drinkin' mama quit drivin After they both got their DUI's Guess they had to settle it between the two Seemed the logical thing to do So daddy quit drinkin' mama quit driving at all Well daddy was out just a' drinking one night And he shouldn't have been driving he was sewn up tight But sometimes folks do just what they do With his one headlight he went around the bend And who was waiting but a police man So the truck went to impound and daddy went to the can Daddy quit drinkin' mama quit drivin After they both got their DUI's Guess they had to settle it between the two Seemed the logical thing to do So daddy quit drinkin' mama quit driving at all Well I guess only three or four days had passed And mama swore she wasn't goin' that fast But the ticket said that she was doin' 92 She said the alcohol smell was from an appetizer But that didn't fool no breathalyzer So mama got a DUI goddammit daddy got one too Daddy quit drinkin' mama quit drivin After they both got their DUI's Guess they had to settle it between the two Seemed the logical thing to do So daddy quit drinkin' mama quit driving at all Well the years have flown by and us kids have grown And daddy never liked mama drinking alone So he fell off the wagon and I guess he seems happy that way But mama drinks less now and daddy drinks more Says he's got lots of lost time to make up for Now they get drunk together, the truck's riding in the ol' driveway Daddy quit drinkin' mama quit drivin After they both got their DUI's Guess they had to settle it between the two Seemed the logical thing to do So daddy quit drinkin' mama quit driving at all So daddy quit drinkin' mama quit driving at all
9.
Rounder 03:08
Went up the mountain to take a look around I saw the police creeping and I dropped my hammer down I know trouble and I go where it won't be But it seems like trouble has no trouble finding me Yes, it seems like trouble has no trouble finding me Here comes that gal of mine, she's itching for a fight I'm getting good at doing wrong I never could do right Cause I've been out to dry and three sheets to the wind I can tell you where I'm goin' but I sure know where I've been I've been high, I've been low I've been everywhere a poor boy can go And I've been lost, and I've been found I've been a rounder, said honey, I've been around Never been too good at leaving good enough alone And you could fill the septic tank with the shit I should have known When I meet the devil, I'll spit right in his eye May not get to heaven but I'll live until I die I've been high, I've been low I've been everywhere a poor boy can go And I've been lost, and I've been found I've been a rounder, said honey, I've been around Big black train a'coming, it's rolling round the bend And when you see me climb aboard you wont see me again Cause I was born to wander and ramble through the pines Whiskey rye and a woman's lie gonna make your life like mine Whiskey rye and a woman's lie gonna make your life like mine I've been high, I've been low I've been everywhere a poor boy can go And I've been lost, and I've been found I've been a rounder, said honey, I've been around I've been a rounder, said honey, I've been around
10.
10-30 and gasoline, black coffee and nicotine Boilin' oil in a Cadillac, possum running on a railroad track Well, mind reeling on a rusted nail, tires squealing hear the siren wail I'm going where the white crow flies, black sunglasses on bloodshot eyes I'm rattled Rattled and shattered Wild as a turkey hawk Mad as a hatter Man, I'm rattled Truckin' round the bend, Let that broke down breakdown take you round again Gate tattered on a busted hinge, brain stagger with a raw nerve twinge Back alley with the lights down low, white static on the radio I'm breaking all the frames of mind I'm shaking down the great fault line I'm betting on the ace of spades and the deal with the devil that I made I'm rattled Rattled and shattered Wild as a turkey hawk Mad as a hatter Man, I'm rattled Truckin' round the bend, Let that broke down breakdown take you round again It has no reason, it has no name And the fools burnt finger wanders back to the flame And you can't cut it down, when it starts to grow So keep it on the level with the devil that you know Well, 10-30 and gasoline, black coffee and nicotine Boilin' oil in a Cadillac, possum running on a railroad track Well, mind reeling on a rusted nail, tires squealing hear the siren wail I'm going where the white crow flies, black sunglasses on bloodshot eyes I'm rattled Rattled and shattered Wild as a turkey hawk Mad as a hatter Man, I'm rattled Truckin' round the bend, Let that broke down breakdown take you round again
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Hightail Alabama Hightail Alabama make another run, running like a bullet from a Gatling gun I'm a bootlegger moonshiner make another stand, on the Alabama troopers and the revenuer man Singing hightail, hightail Alabama live to make another days run Singing high tail ,hightail Alabama running from a law mans gun Hightail Alabama make it down the line, take it to Montgomery while the pale moon shines I'm from Conecuh county I'm the lightning flash, if the Johnny wanna stop me then he better move fast Singing hightail, hightail Alabama live to make another days run Singing high tail ,hightail Alabama running from a law mans gun I can jam it into low gear, turn it on a dime, and I know every road through the Alabama pines Ain't no briar born jackrabbit taking second place, I can move my liquor quicker than the hounds will give a chase Singing hightail, hightail Alabama live to make another days run Singing hightail, hightail Alabama running from the law mans gun

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released May 13, 2016

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Pine Street Ramblers Auburn, California

Hailing from the Sierra Nevada Foothills, Pine Street Ramblers are a string band performing American roots music. Their high energy sound is a refreshing take on the typical modern string-band; their live show is a raucous powerhouse that deftly showcases their songwriting prowess in the context of foot stompin' good times and remarkable collective instrumental chops. ... more

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