Freedom - EP

by Goodnight Ravenswood

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1.
El Paso 03:49
El Paso She was a mover and a shaker with a hell hot temper And she didn’t give a damn when it came to her liquor Bottle for bottle with the boys You can bet your bottom dollar That I bought her another round I can’t quite understand how she came from that nowhere town But could dance all night like that, I bet she’s tried every drug on the market Except cocaine, and maybe methamphetamines Oh, she’s the rose of the wild bunch We were young and we were fools Driving as fast as we could The sky was big as we ran like hell And my cigarettes, they were tastin good I knew I had a hunch she was runnin from the cops but I was mystified And when the sun came up they pulled up front lookin for a fight But we were headed for the border oh of Mexico We were young and we were fools Driving as fast as we could The sky was big as we ran like hell And my cigarettes, they were tastin good El Paso here we come We were young and we were fools Driving as fast as we could The sky was big as we ran like hell And my cigarettes, they were tastin good
2.
Cheer Me Up 05:29
Cheer Me Up Girl I want to get to know you well But I feel a little under gunned to love you like he would And I know I’m a strong man but if I throw that kinda log on my back It might be a little more than I can carry Might be a little more than I can handle So as my knees buckle under me and throw me to the floor You say stop, freeze put your hands up Baby you cheer me up You pick my chin up and dust me off You shatter my pride I ain’t got nothin left Oh baby you’re diggin deep Hittin every nerve that’s in me Not sparing my pride to find the man in me Oh, you find the man in me When I slipped there you were to catch my hand Your grace and your composure raptured me It’s those moments I’m week you show me how strong I can be When you tell me to see the good Lord’s strength in me Oh when you tell me to see the Lord’s strength in me yeah Baby you cheer me up You pick my chin up and dust me off You shatter my pride I ain’t got nothin left Oh baby you’re diggin deep Hittin every nerve that’s in me Not sparing my pride to find the man in me Oh, you find the man in me I aint got nothing left, I aint got nothing left I aint got nothing left to hide Baby you cheer me up You pick my chin up and dust me off You shatter my pride I ain’t got nothin left Oh baby you’re diggin deep Hittin every nerve that’s in me Not sparing my pride to find the man in me Oh, you find the man in me
3.
Before I Go to My Grave We was loitering by the vacant lot Drinkin coca-cola, throwin rocks Sneaking little whiskey shots killin time Now we’re headed to the movie house Gotta walk all the way ‘cross this filthy ass town Kickin cans and smokin’ down, our cheap cigarettes Kickin cans and smokin’ down, our cheap cigarettes But my sins are setting red, with the sun When heavens hounds come undone You say sons of guns ain’t got nothing on me I’m just an honest man workin hard for his keep Like any good American man Like any good American man But my sins are setting red, with the sun When heavens hounds come undone But my sins are setting red, with the sun When heavens hounds come undone Feel like life’s just like a radio station Playin and playin the same old song But somethin better change before I go to my grave Lord knows something better change, before I go to my grave
4.
Freedom 04:40
Freedom I got a taste for whiskey at an early age Then I got a taste for danger, but it was too late The cops had grown in number and there is no way You could get away with anything, like those good old days I thought freedom was for freedom I wouldn’t call myself an outlaw, I wouldn’t say that I’m that brave I wouldn’t reckon I’m a rebel, but like hell I’ll be your slave ‘Cus I’m angry like my fathers, who screamed for liberty Who’d be rolling in their graves now if they saw this tyranny I thought freedom was for freedom So what do we do now, that we’ve been thieved our dignity Do we fight with war and temper, do we pack our bags and flee Do we pray to the good Lord, do we trust His sovereignty Can we trust in Jesus, is he all we really need I thought freedom was for freedom I thought freedom was for freedom
5.
With A Blue Collar, Man You Can’t Win Just seen a gal on the silver screen Don’t know who she was but I’m taken in Oh jeeze it’d be nice, but I’m just a workin class man I don’t look good in suits My shoulders too wide I’d rather wear boots No this top hat won’t do Her circle I dare not to go What’s a guy supposed to do with prestige What’s a guy supposed to do with prestige Seems like no one works hard unless somebody’s watchin Man just put your hand to the plow Then she was sittin there straight in front of me Pearls, curls that bait me right in, man it ain’t fair I was just sittin here having a drink That green pattern dress, a gibson girl with finesse that suggests She smokes, drinks and takes risks nonetheless Her lipstick is doing its thing What’s a guy worth if he ain’t pristine What’s a guy worth if he ain’t pristine Seems like every gal’s searchin for the man they can’t find Cus’ the brave men are under their feet Still here having a seat, my hearts pacing bloods racing you see It’s hard to muster up the guts and the grit And five beers ain’t really that cheap And I have to admit, she most likely won’t give a shit But it’d be nice to pretend for a bit That I’m not a working class man With a blue-collar, man you can’t win
6.
American Boys Building mountains with steel and iron ore We raised the Empire State as high as it could soar We built it on our backs Its those good old American boys that are gonna win your heart Apple pie and sultry lines and wild, wild hearts It’s those good old American boys It’s those good old days It’s those good old American boys Ain’t gonna let you down no way Cracker Jacks and foil packs we’re a simpler kind Might be a shoe string catch but I could bet you won’t find no one like You won’t find no one like Those good old American boys that are gonna win your heart Apple pie and sultry lines and wild, wild hearts It’s those good old American boys It’s those good old days It’s those good old American boys Ain’t gonna let you down no way It’s those good old American boys It’s those good old American boys It’s those good old American boys Ain’t gonna let you down no way Ain’t gonna let you down no way

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released March 22, 2013

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Goodnight Ravenswood is a San Diego based band whose Americana sound is sweeping through bars and clubs all across Southern California. With fun live shows and a message to stand for, this band strikes a chord with today's generation. In times that are tough, stand shoulder to shoulder, grab a beer and swing it to the tunes of Goodnight Ravenswood. ... more

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