1. |
A Life He Never Had
04:14
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Well Frankie Trombone shot down a man and then he was on the run
Once the first was done, the second wasn't hard and another ten yet to come
He grew up as a poor boy and never had enough to eat or went to school
His mother died young and his father left him too so he learned how a fist can rule
Grown up in sorrow, fear is what he's learnt and what he's giving back
Once he had jumped over the line, there was no point in turning back
He never wanna go to jail
he would rather kill himself
Looking back in anger
on a life he never had
on a life he never had
Wherever he went, he burnt it all to ground and so he became infamous
A bloody train robbery down in Arizona was the straw that broke the camel's back
His head became worth a thousand dollars, if you got him dead or alive
Vultures above and a marshall at his heels, Frankie had to hide
He never wanna go to jail
he would rather kill himself
Looking back in anger
on a life he never had
on a life he never had
He never wanna go to jail
he would rather kill himself
Looking back in anger
on a life he never had
He never wanna go to jail
he would rather kill himself
Looking back in anger
on a life he never had
It’s a life he never had
It’s a life he never had
It’s a life he never had
It’s a life he never had
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2. |
Leaving Town
02:32
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Hey friend why you leave town
Aren’t you happy these days here around
So many people you have met
Beside all the girls, you have led to bed
Aren’t you scared that time is passing slow
Or the way people plan the day tomorrow
Isn’t it a good thing to know what happens next
Like planning things through, even having sex
I’m out, I’m gonna leave this town
Never will come back, I’m gonna have to let you down
Aren’t you satisfied with all the work you’ve done
Isn’t it easier just to leave and run
Look to the creations you have made
It can’t be easier, to let your dreams fade
I’m out, I’m gonna leave this town
Never will come back, i’m gonna have to let you down
I’m out, I’m gonna leave this town
Never will come back, i’m gonna have to let you down
I’m out, I’m gonna leave this town
Never will come back, i’m gonna have to let you down
I’m out, I’m gonna leave this town
Never will come back, i’m gonna have to let you down
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3. |
El Coyote
04:53
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Get back to the place where you belong
Never turn around to look back
We don’t want some strangers
We don’t want to feed you here
Get back where you belong
Alone out in the wild
only with a beautiful song
Of a nightingale its call is balm
for my broken heart and soul
Pull back into my broken soul
Never turn around, oh no
Have you ever felt such pain
Have you ever felt
Have you ever felt
Such coyotes always want everything
for free and do nothing for it
Fathers and mothers and their father’s mothers worked for this land
Get back where you belong
Alone out in the wild
only with a beautiful song
Of a nightingale its call is balm
for my broken heart and soul
Pull back into my broken soul
Never turn around, oh no
Have you ever felt such pain
Have you ever felt?
Have you ever felt such pain
Have you ever felt?
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4. |
Don't Let Her Down
04:10
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Snow fallin' on his head
Alone through the night
Cold and freezy winter
He wishes she was by his side
And empty bottle and a gun were his only friends
And empty bottle and a gun to have a talk
Don't let her down
Time passin' on
and his love faded away
Tears runnin' down his face
He never saw her again
And empty bottle and a gun were his only friends
And empty bottle and a gun to have a talk
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
Don't let her down
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5. |
Interlude
00:59
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6. |
Beat This Train
05:15
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McCoy lays his head on the railroad track
The rail started to vibrate horns were howling loud
We climbed in the saddles, gave our horses spurs
The train came out of the tunnel, we had to go
Beat this train, train this beat
Beat this train, train this beat
McCoy reached the head of the locomotive first
But his horse was dump, he was too far away to jump
I smelled the rush and the gold, gave the spurs to my mold
It bristled with anger and with fear. My horse caught up and I was near
To this train, train this beat
To this train, train this beat
It was a fast train, it was a fast train
It was a fast train, it was a fast train
Standing on the moving beast, I loaded my gun and released
plenty of bullets just for gold. I felt myself so bold
I was young and doubted it never, I thought it would last forever
But all times have an end, I wrote my stories with no offense
Beat this train, train this beat
Beat this train, train this beat
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7. |
Silver Lake
03:10
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Riding on my horse every day another way
In the desert of the wild west
I‘ve found a place where I can rest
Silver Lake gives me silence
Silver Lake gives me shadow
Silver Lake gives me water
Silver Lake gives me a break
I’m tired from the long rides I’ve left behind
So, I lay my body down
And put my hat on my scarred face
Silver Lake gives me silence
Silver Lake gives me shadow
Silver Lake gives me water
Silver Lake gives me a break
Passing by the night owl
Nearby the wolf pack howls
My horse appears to shiver
And fear grows deep as a river
Silver Lake gives me silence
Silver Lake gives me shadow
Silver Lake gives me water
Silver Lake gives me a break
Passing by the night owl
Nearby the wolf pack howls
My horse appears to shiver
And fear grows deep as a river
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8. |
Fata Morgana
03:38
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Here I'm lurking in this ruined church at the border to Mexico
Frankie needs to ride through this ghost town if he wanna get abroad
He stole all the gold from the train robbery and left me alone behind
But Frankie ain't gonna bamboozle old McCoy again in his worthless life
My ass itches and my old legs hurt but I’m sure it will be fine
In order to defeat that dumbass Trombone, I've already loaded my gun
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Here he comes in a breaknecking speed, someone is chasing him
It's Marshall Bill Carson who has been on his heels for a long long time
First I shoot and hit Frankie's white horse, he suddendly falls to the ground
The second bullet hits Marshall Bill Carson, he was dead at once
Then I get out of my hiding place, standing in front of Frankie
Preaching my last words: “Go to hell!” and shoot him in his chest
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
Frankie's Last Mexican Showdown
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10. |
The Gates of Death Pt. 1
03:24
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I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue and a gambling man
my mother was an angel
As soon as I was old enough to grab a gun
I shot a man in the back
My eyes got used to blood and death
so my heart grew cold
Shot in the chest by McCoy,
it hurts so bad, I’m lying on the ground
I realise that this is going to be
my last day on earth
So then, these are my last words, that echo out into the wild
Blow away by the howling wind till the end of time
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11. |
The Gates of Death Pt. 2
01:54
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Now and then, when the sun sets, right then, when the last daylight and the first moonlight clash, the world’s past shadows begin to rise.
Then you will see the shadow of a man riding his horse to the horizon
Enter the gates of death, aaaah aaaah
Enter the gates of death, aaaah aaaah
Enter the gates of death, aaaah aaaah
Enter the gates of death, aaaah aaaah
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12. |
Requiem
02:25
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Dear Misses Muotathal, Switzerland
Swiss finest Bluesadelic, founded in 2017
Fabian Schelbert - Guitar, Vocals
Jonas Marty - Guitar, Vocals
Cornel Betschart - Drums
Remo Betschart - Bass
Belinda Villforth - Vocals, Percussion
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