1. |
I Won't Let Your Love
03:04
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I won't let it go to waste
I'll take whatever you got
I gonna make some space
Gonna break out the foil
I won't let your love spoil
I'm gonna put it all away
Make sure to keep it fresh
We might want some
Later on today
I ain't about to let your love spoil
Whatever that it takes
I can always make
Something good
Outta nothing
I just give it a little shake
And wait for it to bake
I never understood
Why we'd throw away
Something good
Cause that's what I been taught
Be grateful and keep it hot
Set it on a low rolling boil
I won't let your love spoil
You can leave it in my care
I'll make a bigger batch
So more of us can share
Make it last with a lil' bit of oil
I won't let your love spoil
Whatever that it takes
I can always make
Something good
Outta nothing
I just give it a little shake
And wait for it to bake
I never understood
Why we'd throw away
Something good
I won't love your love
I won't love your love
Spoil
I won't love your love
I won't love your love
I won't love your love
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2. |
Labour Of Love
03:41
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As you tared up
Another good pair of jeans
The cold stormed in
Before the birds knew to leave
You're patching the roof
So it matches your truck
You might be master of none
But you wrote the book on saving a buck
You say your belt gets lonely
Without holding up your tools
You better to call up your dad
Then them other fools
Cause they'll charge you by the hour
And they don't know half the stuff I know
But when you're bent over like a flower
And paying more than you owe
Through labour of love
Heartache and pain
It's better to hurt a little bit
Then not feel a thing
Labour of love
If currency were time
I'd pay your way through to this world
With mine
While you're out cutting boards
I'll take off my rings
Seems like you cut em too short
I've seen you do worst things
Least I can do is make some bread
Cause you won't take nothing else I assume
You know I'll proudly show my friends
Everything we patched up in this room
Through labour of love
Heartache and pain
It's better to hurt a little bit
Then not feel a thing
Labour of love
If currency were time
I'd pay your way through to this world
With mine
Labour of Love
Heartache and pain
It's better to hurt a little bit
Then not feel a thing
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3. |
When It's Time To Go
04:20
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Wish the clock would learn to mind it's own
And them silly lying arms would find another home
To turn upside down
And fill with that awful sound
I packed up my things right by the door
So I could stay with you a little more
Just keeping each other warm
The light came early I coulda sworn
Don't think I'm asking too much
Did I ever complain?
When it was time to grow up
When it was time to call it quits
When it was time to say goodbye
How bout that time I took a couple hits
Can't you find a little heart
Just hold on a bit
When it's time to go
It's hard to play catch up over the phone
Seems we're both used to living alone
So lets take every last smidgeon
And go make some noise in the kitchen
I've been waiting for the candle to burn both ends
To leave behind my strings and start picking pens
I'd rather be forgetting songs
Then missing out on you, all along
How can one blink mean so much
When they're all the same
Don't think I'm asking too much
Did I ever complained?
When it was time to grow up
When it was time to call it quits
When it was time to say goodbye
How bout that time I took a couple hits
Can't you find a little heart
To give me a head start
When it's time to go
Every tic it takes
Every toc it makes
Me want them back
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4. |
Turn On A Dime
03:25
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You always said
Old cars were just made better
When you lift the hood it's just like reading a letter
You can swap a couple fuses
Know exactly what you did
To upset her
You never stayed long
With the same make and model
It was more of a story and less about the throttle
She looked good for her age
And you trusted her
Like the gospel
She can turn on a dime
Change her mind
And not look back
She can turn on a dime
She'll be fine
Just take another lap
We all get tired of driving
We all get tired of driving
We all get tired of driving
No one can blame her for that
You were always glad
That you only ever had daughters
Even though it scared you walking them to the altar
You say it's okay to change your minds
See what life has to offer
You can turn on a dime
Change your mind
And not look back
You can turn on a dime
Aint a crime
To take another lap
We all get tired of driving
We all get tired of driving
We all get tired of driving
No one could blame you for that
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5. |
I Found Mine
03:53
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Never even
Called you a bad name
Never even
Worried about the one who came
Before me
No way babe, I got good aim
Never even
Wondered about the flame
Never even
Had to pursue
Never even
Thought of the other few
Cause they never stood a chance, man
They aint got nothing on you
Never even
Wondered if he loves me too
I have always known
That I would make it on my own
Thought I had to break
For someone else to take
A part of me they could settle for
It takes time to find
What you're looking for
Someone who lets you in
Like an open door
Someone who's willing to try
Like they never been hurt before
I found mine, all I wanted and more
Never even
Worried about fling
Never even
Never asked you for a ring
Cause what good would do love
I ain't gotta prove anything
I fell for you without even trying
I have always known
That I would make it on my own
Thought I had to break
For someone else to take
A part of me they could settle for
It takes time to find
What you're looking for
Someone who lets you in
Like an open door
Someone who's willing to try
Like they never been hurt before
I found mine, all I wanted and more
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Julie Aube Moncton, New Brunswick
Parfois musicienne-parfois poète, Julie Aubé est une artiste de Memramcook. On la connait en tant que musicienne établie de la francophonie canadienne notamment, membre du groupe Les Hay Babies. En dehors du band, l’écriture ne s’arrête pas qu’à des chansons. Elle utilise sont parlé hérité acadien pour décrire sa vie de tournée, sa relation avec sa région natale pis l’amour,of course. ... more
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