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Full band foot stomping acoustic blues/roots song
acoustic folk blues original traditional fingerstyle slide bottleneck lap slide
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Soulful original folk blues songs accompanied by crisp fingerstyle acoustic slide guitar
Craig Sinclair combines crisp fingerstyle slide guitar playing with soulful vocals and contemporary original folk-blues songwriting to craft a unique style that draws on many rich traditions, but in the end answers to itself.
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Genre
Blues • Blues General
Charts
#4,100 today Peak #110
#1,737 in subgenre Peak #42
Author
Craig Sinclair
Rights
Craig Sinclair 2006
Uploaded
June 29, 2008
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:50
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The Words Craig Sinclair (2004)

 Released independently 2006 I can see in your face, that you don’t like my pace
 And you’re looking for something more perfect
 Well what more can I say, except to bid you good day
 And good luck finding something that’s worth it
 My mother said its fine it’ll happen in time
 My pappa said I need to be more handsome
 And the clock keeps on ticking and I’m in the corner chicken
 And the ballroom of life keeps on dancing
 And I’m drifting around while this party’s cranking on
 Wondering if things’ll turn around before too long
 And in the back of my mind, form the words to a song
 Now this sweet blue eyed belle, she says that I’m swell
 But she can’t give me more than a smile
 Coz she’s looking for fame and a rich sounding name
 And I haven’t got that money class or style
 Now the head of the clan says I need to take a stand
If I’m ever to take anything from life
 Says don’t look out for your girl it’s the way of the world
 And you’ll waste your best years being nice
 And I’m drifting around while this party’s cranking on
 Wondering if things’ll turn around before too long
 And in the back of my mind, form the words to a song
 I can see the one you want, standing out in boldface font
 With a medal for every word he ever speaks
 Well you’ll forgive me with your grace for my measure of distaste
 And the fact that my praise is tongue in cheek
 I don’t want to be the one to spoil your sense of fun
 If it’s jealousy that makes me sour I don’t know
 I can only call what I see and hope that one day you’ll be free
 Of the chains that drag you laughing down that slippery slope
 And I’m drifting around while this party’s cranking on
 Wondering if things’ll turn around before too long
 And in the back of my mind, form the words to a song
 The ghost of my Christmas past whispers you’ll always finish last
 He’s fortune telling with the spirits of my present
 Look out the outlook’s getting bleak for those who turn the other cheek
 And break their backs and hearts in an effort to be pleasant
 Over my shoulder I look back at my marks upon the track
 Should have dug my tyres in and driven a harder deal
 Coz no one wants a bar of the second fastest car
 It’s first place that’ll always be the steal
 And I’m drifting around while this party’s cranking on
 Wondering if things’ll turn around before too long
 And in the back of my mind, form the words to a song
 Now the word’s getting round that my spirit’s getting down
 Finally reaches old cupid in heaven
 He flies down from his lofty throne to the bedside where I moan
 About my life and the luck that I’ve been gettin
 Down to my bed the angel flies says open up your teary eyes
 And let the spirit of the Lord in
 Ah these problems that you’re facin, they’ll take no quick erasin’
 Even with these solutions we’re affording
 And I’m drifting around while this party’s cranking on
 Wondering if things’ll turn around before too long
 And in the back of my mind, form the words to a song
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