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Summer Dresses
04:25
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Well we listened to those records till we wore out all the grooves
You held my fingers tight, girl you taught me how to move
My feet, they kept in time with every single beat
The air was runnin’ heavy, full of cigarettes and wine
And that summer dress you wore had you looking mighty fine
My heart, was yours until the end right from the start
We’d lean on that old porch
We’d dance to those old songs
My Mary-Anne
We were far from perfect yeah mistakes were sometimes made
My little auburn angel, you came in east from Adelaide
My world, I laid it all at your feet darling girl
The way you kissed me hard, biting down upon my lip
My blood would mix with yours in almost every single kiss
I’m yours, for now until the end forever more
We’d lean on that old porch
We’d dance to those old songs
My Mary-Anne
We sat on that old porch
We sang out those old songs
My Mary-Anne
Remember that New Years we started driving north?
Til ran all outta petrol and we couldn’t drive no more
So we huddled in the backseat, drinking wine straight from the bag
You said “Darling, I love you, but how long can this really last?”
We drove back to that old porch
I put on some sad songs
I pulled you in so close
I whispered please don’t go
My Mary-Anne
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Shelby
04:31
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As we leaned on the hood of your daddy’s old car
I positioned one hand outta sight
He said “Son make sure you take good care of her
Bring her back safe at the end of the night”.
“Yes sir”, I replied with a skip of my heart
“For I am an honorable man”
He said “I wasn’t talking about the girl you little fool”
As he dropped those car keys in my hand
He sang Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La-Oh
As we drove that old Ford right down the Port Road
Straight on into the night
Well I noticed the look and the mist in your eyes
As the dust settled onto the track
You’d been trying so hard for year after year
Just hoping his love would come back
But his heart was too cold and those words were so rough
As they worked their way under your skin
So we boosted his car and stepped on the gas
And we found a new place to begin
We sang Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La-Oh
As we drove that old Ford right down the Port Road
Straight on into the night
But the baggage you carried was stronger than steel
It followed us from town to town
And no matter how hard, I tried to lift it
It insisted on weighing you down
Until there came the evening you gave up the fight
And took a long walk on your own
At 7am, as the sun slowly rose
On your body weighed down by the stone
You sang Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La, Oh-La-La-La-Oh
As we drove that old Ford right down the Port Road
Straight on into the night
As I leaned on the hood of your daddy’s old car
Saw nothing but black sky and lights
I scattered your ashes over the bay
And I prayed that you’d sleep safe tonight
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Sing For Your Supper
04:15
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Well the bright lights, they shimmer
Reflecting the sweat off my brow
Are you out there? Do you listen
To the stories I’m tryin’ to pour out?
Cause I’ll be up here for about half an hour
There’s a girl by the stairs with red raw eyes
Searching for god in each drink
While the bar flies tell stories of the good times
And the bartender shoots me a wink
Two more rounds left in this happy hour
So I sing
For three pots yeah I’ll sing
I’ll get loaded on gin
While you sway and you swing
Til the sweat soaks my skin
For my supper I’ll sing
Now the paint on the walls has long faded
The carpet more soaked than your soul
And you only drink drinks from the bottle in here
Cause god knows what you’ll catch if you don’t
That’s the risk when you drinking whiskey sour
With every word that I try to spit out
Is met with a blank stare and wide open mouths
There’s some game on the TV and the publican swore
That if I looked at his daughter I won’t play here no more
So I sing
For three pots yeah I’ll sing
I’ll get loaded on gin
While you sway and you swing
Til the sweat soaks my skin
For my supper I’ll sing
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The Heads
04:44
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I stood on the dock that struck out from the shore
I buried my head, waited five hours more
I kept my eyes low, to escape the cold breeze
But I kept them on the horizon to see
You sail back in through The Heads
To sail right back to my bed
Once again.
You’d been gone so long, I no longer wept
You’d been charmed by the sea since we took our first steps
And the ocean around here is saltier still
For it catches the tears I try not to spill
As you sail back out through The Heads
As you sail away from our bed
Once again
We’re the young and we’re the dumb and we’re the free
We’re the wild and the innocent. You and me.
We’re the young and we’re the dumb and we’re the free
You’re the wild and the innocent. You’re the sea.
And this child inside me, continues to grow
Will he be like his father, a slave to the boats
With brine in his veins and a hatred of land
Will you be back to guide him and make him a man
As he follows you out through The Heads
To leave another girl alone in his bed
Once again
We’re the young and we’re the dumb and we’re the free
We’re the wild and the innocent. You and me.
We’re the young and we’re the dumb and we’re the free
You’re the wild and the innocent. You’re the sea.
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Little Sparrow
05:11
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I met you on a Tuesday, as the sun it slipped away
And left us in darkness and chains
My little sparrow, your eyes start to narrow
You said “I don’t think I can go home again”
Cause’ you were the first love, you were the last
You were the one who turned my heart to glass
And it’s your song that’s bringing this tear to my eye
And it’s your song I sing on these long drunken nights
I said “Slow down and lean on me know
Cause I’m lost in, the fire in your eyes
I said, slow down and lean on me now
Cause I’m lost in your eyes.
The taste of your perfume, is filling was whole room
So dull and so warm and so sweet
I’d never known passion, or anticipation
As our bodies entwined under sheets
And I held you so tight, like you were the last
With my hand down your back just like the rain on the glass
it’s your song that brings a tear to my eye
And it’s your song that I sing on these long drunken nights
I said “Slow down and lean on me know
Cause I’m lost in, the fire in your eyes
I said, slow down and lean on me now
Cause I’m lost in your eyes.
One more touch, one more taste
One more time, with your hands round my waist
One more touch and darling one more taste
Before you leaving me here to waste….
Away I said darling sing it out
I said “Slow down and lean on me know
Cause I’m lost in, the fire in your eyes
I said, slow down and lean on me now
Cause I’m lost in your eyes
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Oceans of Women and Wine
04:11
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Stomp out that little cigarette
Finish what you got left in that drink
Push me up hard against the bar
And tell me just what you think
We’ll keep on dancing til the lights come on
They’ll have to push us out to the street
I’ll hold you close as the sky it cracks
Saturates us from head to feet
On and on
We’ll dance on and on
Through cobbled streets with your hand in mine
The city hums with a jungle beat
Strangers faces and bad tattoos
Present themselves like some Mercy Seat
On and on
We’ll dance on and on
We’ll find some late night back alley dive
I’ll watch you waltz through the turpentine
While the lost souls they bend and shake
In dark oceans of women and wine
On and on
On and on
On and on
We’ll dance on and on
Well I got your body and you’ve got my soul
We sail together, we’ll pitch and we’ll roll
With a honky-tonk jingle, yeah we’ll find our way
And I swear I’ll still love you in the cold light of day
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Nathan Seeckts Geelong, Australia
Seemingly hewn from Bellarine Peninsula basalt, Seeckts’ vocal is imbued with all the heart worn grit of Steve Earle, grounding songs that are alternately heaving, shivering and jangling with feeling. Whether punching out a heartland belter or immersed in a nostalgic reverie, Nathan Seeckts delivers immense humanity, compassion, and catharsis. ... more
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