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Into the Night
03:32
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House lights dim
There’s a drink in your hand
What is the promise of this night
That brought you here with your friends?
Stage lights burn
Guitar in my hand
What is the promise of this night
That brought us here with this band?
What is that promise
That brought all of us to this stage?
All roads lead to this backroom bar
And all roads will carry us away
Into the night
Old things go
And new things come
While a heart still pounds inside of our chest
We move to the beat of the drum
Ring out glory
Sing out love
While we still have breath inside of our lungs
We’re lifting our voices up
Into the night
Into the night
Into the night
Oh, a new day’s coming
Can’t you feel those drums a-rumbling?
Oh, a new moon’s rising
Can’t you see those trumpets shining?
Oh, a new wind’s blowing
Can’t you hear those voices growing?
Oh, our hearts are open
Just to feel it for a moment
A turn of the page
A stroke of the pen
We grope in the dark to make our mark
On these walls we’re living in
So rosin that bow
Tune those strings
You got to get out the devil or get out the way
Make that fiddle sing
Ooo, make it a sweet song
‘Cause the time is coming, and it won’t be long
Before we’ll all be goin’
Into the night
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2. |
Off Track
03:46
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I been gettin down to business, babe
Been doing all the things I wrote down on my list of things to do
I been waking up real early
Hit the gym and practice,
Write some emails, make my money, get the groceries, shine my shoes
But I want you
To get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
Want you to get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
I been keeping up to date on all the latest goings-on
In Washington and all around the world
It's my civic duty, reading all the papers, magazines,
The Facebook feed and Twitter,
Instagram and gossip girl,
But I want you
To get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
Want you to get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
Get me off track
Catch me off guard, take me offline
Distract me from this fear of all I lack
Get me off track
Oh, and let me off my leash
I want skydives and hashish, your hand on the small of my back
Get me, get me, get me
Want you to get me off track
I been paying very close attention to this ghostly cargo
Chugging down the line inside my head
A single pair of rails and that high and lonesome wail
And some nights in desperation I lay down on that steel instead of having you
To get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
Want you to get me off, get me off, get me off, get me off track
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3. |
Where I'm Coming From
04:03
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I come from people who came from nothing
The huddled masses on the shore
They came from wars and they came from suffering
Came sailing through her golden door
I come from people who missed their homelands
And friends forever left behind
I come from people hungry for something
People with freedom on their minds
I come from people who came to work hard
Miners and dockers on the shore
Worked in the steel mills or in the shipyard
Or locked behind the sweatshop doors
I come from people taunted and spit on
Their bodies chewed up in the grind
I come from anarchists, I come from socialists
The suffering of Jesus on their minds
Oh, dream of America
Oh, how the dream wears thin
Once your ship comes in, America
I come from people who felt American
Who fought and died on distant shores
And though they weren't yet, they learned the secret
That being white could open doors
So I come from people who left their language
Who changed their names and got in line
I come from people who don't remember
Becoming American in America's mind
I come from people who sank the lifeboats
Who snuffed her torch when they came ashore
Who turned a country into a fortress
With stony walls that have no door
I come from people who saw their dreams bloom
Just as their fears made them go blind
These people made me, they complicate me
They're weighing heavy on my mind.
Oh, dream of America
Oh, how the dream wears thin
Once your ship comes in, America
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4. |
Ways Down the Road
02:21
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A ways down the road
When the sun is sinking low
And the air rings a cold note of autumn
A ways down the road
When I’m trying to hold
All the memories floating on the wind
A ways down the road
Wond’ring where did you go
When our friendship is old and faded
Ooo, I’m starting to feel
Ooo, I’m starting to feel
A ways down the road
A ways ‘round the bend
They say all things end
But they come ‘round again, ever turning
A ways round the bend
I will think of you friend
And the times that we spent in Wisconsin
Ooo, I’m starting to feel
Ooo, I’m starting to feel
A ways down the road
A ways down the road
I’m gonna lay that heavy load
When the sun is burning gold
In autumn
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5. |
Hey, Houdini
04:29
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Hey Houdini, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do this time?
Hey Houdini, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do?
Here you are again, upside down, hanging by a wire
Shackled and you're bound in leg irons dangling over a fire
You always found a way
You always found a way out
But it's a new routine, now, for the record books, so they've all lined up to see
But something isn't right, something's jammed, something’s tight,
You're gonna drown before you get free
You always found a way,
You always found a way
To make it out somehow
But not now
Hey Houdini, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do this time?
Hey Houdini, whatcha gonna do
When your high wire is a clothesline and you're out to dry?
You did it to yourself for the fun, babe
And to feel the thrill of all those eyes on you
You stunned 'em with your stealth until one day
You couldn't find a hole big enough to wiggle through
You always found a way
Here you are again, upside down,
And you know that this is it
All the time you wasted on escape plans
Couldn't get you ready to face it, Honey
Hey, Houdini whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do this time?
Hey Houdini, whatcha gonna do
When your high wire is a clothesline and you're out to dry?
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7. |
Singing Like a Saw
03:05
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Honey, come on down to the kitchen
I been cooking up the thing that you like
I made it up with all of the fixings
So I hope you brought your appetite
I got the radio on, and they’re singing that song
And I’m banging on the pots and pans
We been working all day, and now it’s time to play
And we ain’t got no other plans
Here we’re coming
Ooo, we’re coming
Here we’re coming now
You’re singing like a saw
I’m keeping time like a hammer and a nail
You can hear my honey wail tonight
I’m singing like a bird
You’re keeping time like a woodpecker
Just a-looking for the bugs
We make a good pair in love
We’re sounding so good together
You say, “You and me should start a band.
Put our sweet melodies on a record
Put the mattress in the minivan”
And when we hit the open road, everywhere we go
People will be singing our song
They been working all day and they came out to play
All we have to do is sing along
Here we’re coming
Ooo, we’re coming
Here we’re coming now
You’re singing like a saw
I’m keeping time like a hammer and a nail
You can hear my honey wail tonight
I’m singing like a bird
You’re keeping time like a woodpecker
Just a-looking for the bugs
We make a good pair in love
Ooo, it’s getting hot in the kitchen
And I’m just about to blow my top
The neighbors are starting to listen
But that ain’t gonna make us stop
We got a jamboree, they’re getting jams for free
And they can hear it for blocks around
But they can tell all their friends that they knew us back when
We discovered our funky sound
Here we’re coming
Ooo, we’re coming
Here we’re coming now
You’re singing like a saw
I’m keeping time like a hammer and a nail
You can hear my honey wail tonight
I’m singing like a bird
You’re keeping time like a woodpecker
Just a-looking for the bugs
We make a good pair in love
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8. |
Where Did You Go?
03:23
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After dinner in the yard
Cigarettes and fireflies
A father and his favorite girl
Darkness, quiet, Earth and sky
Summer, ever summertime
Arguments, the kitchen light
Or singing quiet, side by side
While time escapes into the night
Oh, what’s this life for?
I, I seen your ghost
Oh, where, where you gone to?
Where did you go?
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9. |
Follow
04:05
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Lead me down the hill
And I will follow, follow, follow
Lead me down the hill
And I will follow you
Lead me down the hill
And I will follow, follow, follow
Lead me down the hill
And I will follow you
Across the rocky shore
I will follow, follow, follow
Across the rocky shore
I will follow you
Across the rocky shore
I will follow, follow, follow you
Across the rocky shore
I will follow you
O’er the salty sea
I will follow, follow, follow
O’er the salty sea
I will follow you
O’er the salty sea
I will follow, follow, follow you
O’er the salty sea
I will follow you
Down the winding path
I will follow, follow, follow you
Down the winding path
I will follow you
Down the winding path
I will follow, follow, follow you
Down the winding path
I will follow you
Even in the darkness
I will follow, follow, follow you
Even in the darkness
I will follow you
Even in the darkness
I will follow, follow, follow you
Even in the darkness
I will follow you
Lead me down the hill
Across the rocky shore
O’er the salty sea
And I will follow you
Down the winding path
Even in the darkness
O, what shall I find there,
If I follow you?
O, what shall I find there,
If I follow you?
O, what shall I find there,
If I follow you?
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10. |
One Last Waltz
04:25
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The band is wrapping up
The bar is closing down
They’re dancing one more on the dance floor
Drinking one more in the lounge
The beer is getting warm
The night is getting cold
And we’re just sitting here getting older
So give me one reason that I shouldn’t waltz with you
Give me one reason that we shouldn’t dance
Soon we’ll be leaving, so come take a turn or two
You say you don’t have the time
I say “It’s eleven fifty-nine, so come on!”
My shoes are feeling tight
My head is feeling loose
It’s time for last calls and a last waltz
And baby, you’re the one I choose
The night is nearly gone, but the song has just begun
And we ain’t getting any younger
So give me one reason that I shouldn’t waltz with you
Give me one reason that we shouldn’t dance
Soon we’ll be leaving, so come take a turn or two
You say you don’t know the steps
I say, “It’s as easy as it gets
It goes one, two, three
One, two, three
A, B, C
It’s so easy”
There ain’t nothing wrong
With feeling alright
Come out from the shadows
Into the light
There ain’t no reason that I shouldn’t waltz with you
There ain’t no reason that we shouldn’t dance
Soon we’ll be leaving, so come take a turn or two
I ain’t talking ‘bout romance
If you can walk, you can dance
One last waltz
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11. |
Into the Night - Reprise
01:44
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Echoes fade
Stage lights dim
The curtain falls on every song
But you know it’s gonna rise again
The last shall be first
And the first shall be last
But the band’s gonna stay in the second line
When the saints go marching past
Into the night
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Robinson & Rohe Brooklyn, New York
Robinson & Rohe is the duo of American songwriters Liam Robinson (banjo, accordion, vocals) and Jean Rohe (guitar, vocals). Since the release of their debut record, Hunger, in 2017, they have taken their music all over the US, Switzerland, UK, and Ireland, lighting up venerable folk venues and festivals from Club Passim to The Green Note and opening for Tom Paxton and Anaïs Mitchell along the way. ... more
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