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Jason Isbell : Misc

  1. 24 Frames
  2. If We Were Vampires
  3. King Of Oklahoma
  4. Something More Than Free
  5. Strawberry Woman

24 Frames

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This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing
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And this is how you make yourself worthy of the love that she
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Gave to you back when you didn't own a beautiful thing This is how you make yourself call your mother And this is how you make yourself closer to your brother And remember him back when he was small enough to help you sing
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You thought God was an architect, now you know
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He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
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And everything you built that's all for show
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Goes up in flames in 24 frames This is how you see yourself floating on the ceiling And this is how you help her when her heart stops beating What happened to the part of you that noticed every changing wind This is how you talk to her when no one else is listening And this is how you help her when the muse goes missing You vanish so she can go drowning in a dream again You thought God was an architect, now you know He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built that's all for show Goes up in flames in 24 frames You thought God was an architect, now you know He's sitting in a black car ready to go You made some new friends after the show But you'll forget their names In 24 frames In 24 frames
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If We Were Vampires

Capo:
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From the album The Nashville Sound (2017)
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It's not the long flowing dress that you're in
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Or the light coming off of your skin
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The fragile heart you protected for so long
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Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong It's not your hands, searching slow in the dark Or your nails leaving love's watermark It's not the way you talk me off the roof Your questions like directions to the truth
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It's knowing that this can't go on forever
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Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
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Maybe we'll get forty years together
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But one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone If we were vampires and death was a joke We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke And laugh at all the lovers and their plans I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand Maybe time running out is a gift I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift To give you every second I can find And hope it isn't me who's left behind It's knowing that this can't go on forever Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone Maybe we'll get forty years together But one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone
Repeat intro
It's knowing that this can't go on forever Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone Maybe we'll get forty years together But one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone
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King Of Oklahoma

From the album Weathervanes (2023)
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We'll take the copper from the work site
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Meet me here at midnight
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They ain't got a camera or a guard
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Write my own prescription
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If I can't get a fix, son
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Shit's about to get real hard Molly don't believe me Says she's gonna leave me The kids won't even know my name Put a gallon in the step side With a little help By morning I won't feel no pain
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Never thought I'd wind up This far behind Just a couple years back we had it made I was emptying my bladder On a 20 foot ladder Should have climbed down and found myself some shade The doctor took a quick look And I got out the checkbook And left with a pocket full of pills Now my back's still hurting And I'm too weak for working And I can't keep up with all the bills
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She used to wake me up with coffee every morning
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And I'd hear her homemade house shoes slide across the floor
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She used to make me feel like the King of Oklahoma
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But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore
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I was all set up to do it But some bastard beat me to it Ain't a copper pipe left on the lot Got a loan out on the truck But I'm running out of luck And the title is the only thing I've got Molly's gonna leave me Says she don't believe me I got nothing left to lie about She's going back to Bixby Tired of trying to fix me Says I got some shit to figure out She used to wake me up with coffee every morning And I'd hear her homemade house shoes slide across the floor She used to make me feel like the King of Oklahoma But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore She used to wake me up with coffee every morning And I'd act like I was sleeping 'til she walked back through the door She used to make me feel like the King of Oklahoma But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore
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Something More Than Free

Dadd4add9: x54030
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When I get home from work I'll call up all my friends
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And we'll go bust up something beautiful we'll have to build again When I get home from work I'll wrestle off my clothes And leave em right inside the front door 'cause nobody's home to know
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You see a hammer finds a nail
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And a freight train needs the rails
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And I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do
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And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts
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I'm just lucky to have the work
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Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church
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But I thank God for the work
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When I get my reward my work will all be done And I will sit back in my chair beside the father and the son No more holes to fill and no more rocks to break And no more loading boxes on the trucks for someone else's sake 'Cause a hammer needs a nail And the poor man's up for sale Guess I'm doin' what I'm on this earth to do And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work And every night I dream I'm drowning in the dirt But I thank God for the work
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And the day will come when I'll find a reason
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And somebody proud to love a man like me
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My back is numb, my hands are freezing
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What I'm working for is something more than free And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church But I thank God for the work But I thank God for the work
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Strawberry Woman

From the album Weathervanes (2023)
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There's a warm wind blowing through the laundromat
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There's a young man crying in a cowboy hat
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He got square-toed boots, so he ain't for real
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Wouldn't last five minutes on a pedal steel
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And I remember you at that place in Post
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You were thick cut bacon on Texas toast
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Prairie dogs popping up to see
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That strawberry woman sitting next to me
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Strawberry woman sitting next to me Monday morning, wake up slow It was Friday night two hours ago I'd sell the farm to see you smile But it might just happen if we wait a while I may go stay out in the woods Some time apart could do us good I've been to heaven in a Sixth Street bar Strawberry woman and an old guitar Strawberry woman and an old guitar
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Well, the highway's straight and the night's so still Barely have to touch the wheel But it hurts to move and it hurts to learn I just kept on going when I made a wrong turn I remember you looking up at me Drinking Irish whiskey on the Irish sea And we walked through weather and we walked through time Strawberry woman with her hand in mine Strawberry woman with her hand in mine
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I remember you when the bar was closed Dancing on the table with a bloody nose And you still look fine and you still look free Strawberry woman with your back to me Strawberry woman with your back to me
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