30-Minute Music Hour

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It's a "30 Minute Music Hour." I'm Andy Moore from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, by way of Oshkosh. Dead Horses!

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One, two, three, four. Our hearts laid on the road Mingled and mixed with the earth below We're all in heaven; Lord told me so That's all I really need to know Honey, I know we gave it our best Tried to listen to the wispy wind of the west Following the way the leaves have blown Maybe I'm made to be alone Oh, you know I feel your flame and fire Woman and man, I feel your child My hand in my pocket, I'll carry your stone Well, maybe I'm made to be alone Our hearts laid on the road Mingled and mixed with the earth below We're all in heaven; Lord told me so That's all I really need to know Burning bush in the desert night Will you share your flame, will you cast your light The ground laden in war horse bones Well, maybe I'm made to be alone Holy mountain, fountain flow Caught in the shade of the cloud shadow Yeah, well things they come and things they go Maybe I'm made to be alone Our hearts laid on the road Mingled and mixed with the earth below We're all in heaven; Lord told me so That's all I really need to know So gather your arrow and gather your bones Pierce me with your heart, pierce me with your soul I guess we'll never really know Maybe I'm made to be alone Our hearts laid on the road Mingled and mixed with the earth below We're all in heaven; Lord told me so That's all I really need to know

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Thank you very much! This next song is called 'Brothers.' One, two three, four... Don't cry for me, Lover Don't shed a tear Let your laughter ring out I can hear it in my ears Your love, the ocean I went for a swim Tried to build a boat But I still drowned in it You see, Lover, sorrow follows me around It picks me up and it holds me down It follows me from town to town It was there even when you were around But I try never to make a sound My brothers, my brothers How I miss your soul! I could feel your tragedy I could feel it years ago My brothers, my brothers! How I miss your soul I could feel your tragedy I could feel it in my bones In my bones You see, Lover, sorrow follows me around It picks me up and it holds me down It follows me from town to town It was there even when you were around But I try never to make a sound Sweet... Sweet... Sweet... sorrow, come take me home Come take me home, come take me Sweet...

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Thank you very, very much.

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We are called the 'Dead Horses.' We're from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, just next door.

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And we're going to play a new song for y'all now. We hope that's okay.

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Ready? Darling, won't you rest your weary eyes? There's no use in waiting for sunrise If the stars begin to dim And if the earth ceases to spin No matter where I am or where I've been A person needs a place to rest her head A place to put her burdens down to rest I think I'll join the working class I just want my work to last Tell me now, is that too much to ask? Sometimes there ain't no right; there ain't no wrong There ain't a new way to put it in a song I'm sorry, Dad; I'm sorry, Mom I think I've known it all along Sometimes there ain't no right; there ain't no wrong A flower for the gaze you shared with me A stone for all our memories A petal here, a petal there A petal for your lovely hair A penance for the things I could not share Darling, won't you rest your weary eyes? There's no use in waiting for sunrise If the stars begin to dim And if the earth ceases to spin No matter where I am or where I've been

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Thank you very much. It's such a huge pleasure to be on this today and to be with y'all today. Thanks for coming. This is in front of a live studio audience, which is such a great idea. It makes it feel much more organic. But a big 'hello' to all the viewers out there, as well. Here's another new tune. It's called 'Turntable.' In the arms of a lover, in the arms of your son You lay your breath heavy; you're not anyone Won't you sit for a while, won't you rest yourself? You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself Oaa-mm... Three years and a bottle of cheap red wine All my sacred sins and all your dirty lies And I ride, and I ride, and I ride, and I ride Keep riding even when I don't know why Keep riding even when I don't know why Oaa-mm... Oh, she said, "If my heart were a turntable "And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle" Oh, she said, "If my heart were a turntable "And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle" Oaa-mm... Oh, meet me in the garden by the flowers blue Where the trees stretch and wrap themselves around you And they fill you up 'til you don't know what to do On a winter's night when everything is new On a winter's night when everything is new Oaa-mm... Oh, she said, "If my heart were a turntable "And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle" Oh, she said, "If my heart were a turntable "And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle" Oaa...

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Thank you very much. We're very much looking forward to playing this summer's event for WPR, their Centennial Celebration. Is that right? And we're excited to do that with another Wisconsin band, Horseshoes and Hand Grenades.

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Pretty Palms. Um. Wisconsin Public Radio and Wisconsin Public TV, they do, they do really wonderful things for the Arts. And, we can't thank them enough for everything they do. Um, all we can do is support them the best that we can. And that's what y'all are doing today by being here. So, cheers to you!

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One, two, one, two... And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" And in the morning, I see my lover He keeps calling out to me Yeah, and by the noon tide, I see my sister She keeps calling out to me, yeah She keeps calling out to me And in the tree tops, I see my true self She keeps calling out to me, yeah And in the valley, I see my ego It keeps calling out to me It keeps calling out to me And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" In the forest, I see my young self She keeps calling out to me Words resounding, and words so softly They keep calling out to me, yeah They keep calling out to me And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" And in the churches, I see the sinners They keep singing out to me, yeah And in the downtown bars I see them true folk They keep calling out to me, yeah They keep calling out to me And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" And I said, "Please, just let me be" Thank you.

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So, today is the second day of spring. Is that right? Yesterday was the spring equinox. So happy spring to y'all. And we're going to play just this one more song for ya here. And it's kind of fitting because it's kind of about the end of winter and about waiting for the things you planted to grow. Both in a really real way, like real seeds; although I don't have much of a green thumb myself. But also in a very metaphorical way. And I think one of the sweetest things about getting older is watching the things that you planted grow. And they do, and they are. And they will continue to. And I think that's, that's so fun. So this song is called 'Peace My Soul.' This is what we're going to leave you with today.

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Push it back Back into the ground I've been waiting for so long Seeds I've sown And songs I've sung I've been waiting for so long Peace, oh peace, my soul Last spring I planted seeds of hope Peace, oh peace, my soul I've been waiting for them to grow Months have passed And so have friends But I'm not ready for the end "Hell," she said, "and hell it's been" But I'm not ready for the end Peace, oh peace, my soul Last spring I planted seeds of hope Peace, oh peace, my soul I've been waiting for them to grow And they are Hurt and lies and last goodbyes And I will not close my eyes to The truth I will not lie it's been a long winter without you Birds in V's and life on trees and To all those coming to me in my sleep It's been a long winter It's been a long winter It's been a long winter Without you...

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