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		<title>She Brings Me Down</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:26:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It’s easy to get lost on the 18th floor
Staring out my office window at this hurried, hurried world
I’ve got a meeting in an hour, another one at three
Next week I’ll be in Phoenix, I’ve got a schedule to keep
But there’s more to life than this old job
And sometimes I forget
‘Til I see that big smile [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s easy to get lost on the 18th floor<br />
Staring out my office window at this hurried, hurried world<br />
I’ve got a meeting in an hour, another one at three<br />
Next week I’ll be in Phoenix, I’ve got a schedule to keep<br />
But there’s more to life than this old job<br />
And sometimes I forget<br />
‘Til I see that big smile on that little girl<br />
In a picture on my desk</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
She brings me down<br />
And nothing cheers me up<br />
Like when I hit my knees<br />
And she gives me hug<br />
She’s only three feet high<br />
But larger than life<br />
Thank God that she’s around<br />
She brings me down</p>
<p>Saturday morning, got the paper in my hand<br />
A cup of coffee on the table, I’ve got my weekend planned<br />
This afternoon there’s a ball game on, I don’t wanna miss<br />
So I spend the morning in a rush, just to check things off my list<br />
When I hear “Daddy could you take a break&#8230;<br />
And push me on my swing”<br />
That wakes me up and makes me see<br />
The most important thing</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
We raced over to the swing-set<br />
She beat me yet again<br />
She yells, “Daddy let’s go higher”<br />
But I’m as high as I can get<br />
…She brings me down</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus and Tag</strong></p>
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		<title>Maplewood Drive</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:24:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You won’t hear a rooster crow
But you can set your watch by Joe
He’s up to get the paper every morning at 5 am.
Pretty soon the lights come on
By 8 o’clock the kids are gone
Down to the corner to catch the bus with all their friends
And another day begins
Chorus
On Maplewood drive
Where the leaves change colors, come [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You won’t hear a rooster crow<br />
But you can set your watch by Joe<br />
He’s up to get the paper every morning at 5 am.<br />
Pretty soon the lights come on<br />
By 8 o’clock the kids are gone<br />
Down to the corner to catch the bus with all their friends<br />
And another day begins</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
On Maplewood drive<br />
Where the leaves change colors, come fall the ground is covered<br />
With footsteps, of little ghosts, dressed up to trick or treat<br />
Then it’s Christmas lights and New Year’s Eve<br />
The flowers bloom and it all repeats<br />
Cuz another year, won’t change much around here<br />
It’s just every day life<br />
On Maplewood Dr.</p>
<p>Third house on the right<br />
Front yard, a big pink sign<br />
That welcomes a new addition to this old neighborhood<br />
And down at the other end<br />
There’s a 24-foot moving van<br />
Looks like this time she said goodbye for good<br />
She stayed as long as she could</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
It could be any street<br />
In any town<br />
Different faces, but look around, and you’ll see<br />
You might be…</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>Love’s Gone South</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:23:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just got my pictures back
From the local photo mat
The first one is the two of us smiling on Miami Beach
With two straws and a colored drink
At the time I didn’t think
That bright sun in the background was soon to set on her and me
Chorus
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down
Just passin’ [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just got my pictures back<br />
From the local photo mat<br />
The first one is the two of us smiling on Miami Beach<br />
With two straws and a colored drink<br />
At the time I didn’t think<br />
That bright sun in the background was soon to set on her and me</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down<br />
Just passin’ through some Georgia town<br />
Don’t she know she’s draggin’ my heart around, headin’ to Jacksonville<br />
By dusk she’ll reach Daytona Beach<br />
Yeah she picked Miami over Tennessee<br />
Don’t know what went wrong<br />
But here’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
<p>So much for a subtle hint<br />
Man I hate those double prints<br />
Now that I’m out of the picture and barely in a single frame<br />
There’s 12 of her and that Raul<br />
The lifeguard at the hotel pool<br />
He ‘s even in the one when she blew out her birthday cake</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
I can picture her drivin’ with that rag top down<br />
Wonder what she’s thinkin’  ‘bout now<br />
Don’t she know she’s draggin’ my heart around, drivin’ thru Jacksonville<br />
Tomorrow she’ll reach West Palm Beach<br />
Yeah she picked Miami over Tennessee<br />
Don’t know what went wrong<br />
But here’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
Two weeks, still no call<br />
But her postcard says it all</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
The weather here is 85<br />
This is long overdue hope you’re doin’ fine<br />
I should have called to say goodbye, drivin’ through Jacksonville<br />
It’s just something I had to do<br />
But I’m sorry to choose Miami over you<br />
Love me and Raul…<br />
Well, there’s proof that love’s gone south</p>
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		<title>Jose</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:22:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The boss sent me to Monterrey
I’m stuck down here for 3 more days
I’d watch TV, but I don’t understand a word
I thought I’d kill some time
A little salt, a little lime
I’ve been asking for an hour, so he must not have heard
Chorus
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo
Sittin’ on the other side of the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The boss sent me to Monterrey<br />
I’m stuck down here for 3 more days<br />
I’d watch TV, but I don’t understand a word<br />
I thought I’d kill some time<br />
A little salt, a little lime<br />
I’ve been asking for an hour, so he must not have heard</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo<br />
Sittin’ on the other side of the bar<br />
I don’t speak Mexican<br />
So I’ll just point again<br />
We’re not getting very far<br />
I thought I made it clear<br />
But he keeps bringing me beer<br />
Jose why can’t you see that bottle of Cuervo</p>
<p>Now I’m on a mission<br />
To teach that boy some English<br />
Cuz it was happy hour 3 hours ago<br />
By now my speech is slurred<br />
And my vision is blurred<br />
But I’d hate to leave, just when I think we’re getting close</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
It’s getting pretty late<br />
And if I leave now I could find my way back home<br />
But I don’t wanna go….</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong><br />
Jose can you see that bottle of Cuervo<br />
Sittin’ on the other side of the bar<br />
I don’t speak Mexican<br />
But I won’t point again<br />
It really shouldn’t be this hard<br />
So I pushed back my chair<br />
And I thanked him for the<br />
And he said, “You’re welcome, y’all come back now, ya’ hear”<br />
I guess Jose could see that bottle of Cuervo</p>
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		<title>I Just Wanna Play</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn&#8217;t just buy this old worn out guitar
And waltz out on the stage
And i ain&#8217;t here to be no superstar
I just wanna play
So let me get lost in some old country song
like he stopped loving her today
Or some old rocker I can start wailin&#8217; on
I just wanna play
So kick it off boys and let [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn&#8217;t just buy this old worn out guitar<br />
And waltz out on the stage<br />
And i ain&#8217;t here to be no superstar<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p>So let me get lost in some old country song<br />
like he stopped loving her today<br />
Or some old rocker I can start wailin&#8217; on<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p>So kick it off boys and let me start singin&#8217; about<br />
the one girl i swore i couldn&#8217;t live without<br />
and how i let her get away<br />
let me sing my life story<br />
the high hopes my momma had for me<br />
then we&#8217;ll rock this house with the one about the hell I love to raise<br />
yeah&#8230;.i just wanna play</p>
<p>Well, my daddy wasn&#8217;t kiddin&#8217; when he said you&#8217;d make a better livin&#8217; sellin&#8217; used cars<br />
the only future in playin a smokey bar is playin&#8217; another smokey bar<br />
he said what are you gonna do when you get outta school and you need to get paid<br />
i said i dunno dad, i just wanna play</p>
<p><strong>repeat chorus</strong></p>
<p>this is my getaway<br />
and i been workin&#8217; all day<br />
I just wanna play</p>
<p><strong>musical break</strong></p>
<p><strong>repeat chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>I Do This For You</title>
		<link>http://www.thereadings.net/i-do-this-for-you-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:19:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s blood on my uniform
And blood on my hands
And words won&#8217;t do justice to the things I&#8217;ve seen
That shouldn&#8217;t be seen by any man
You can say what you want
You have the right
So go ahead and speak your mind
But don&#8217;t judge me
Chorus
Cuz I do what they tell me to do
And i&#8217;m proud to wear these clothes
And [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s blood on my uniform<br />
And blood on my hands<br />
And words won&#8217;t do justice to the things I&#8217;ve seen<br />
That shouldn&#8217;t be seen by any man<br />
You can say what you want<br />
You have the right<br />
So go ahead and speak your mind<br />
But don&#8217;t judge me</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
Cuz I do what they tell me to do<br />
And i&#8217;m proud to wear these clothes<br />
And stand beside heroes in these boots<br />
And even if you don&#8217;t want me to<br />
I do this for you</p>
<p>Now you can say that war is not the answer<br />
So tell me what is<br />
And you can say that we should just give peace a chance<br />
I thought we already did<br />
If it were up to me<br />
I&#8217;d be home with my kids<br />
Someday I hope they can forgive<br />
All the things i&#8217;ve missed</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p><strong>Bridge</strong><br />
You don&#8217;t know me<br />
And you never asked<br />
But i&#8217;m out here on the front lines<br />
And i&#8217;ve got your back</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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		<title>Alabama</title>
		<link>http://www.thereadings.net/alabama-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 01:24:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Chris Reading</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Oh Alabama
Can you feel the stingin’ rain
Oh Alabama
It can’t wash away the stain
1955 was a long time ago
And just yesterday
Oh Alabama
There’s glory in your name
Chorus
So rise up
Break the chains of hatred
Step up
What are you afraid of
Rise up
Sew the seeds of freedom
Break down the walls
Or it won’t be long
Before the heaven’s fall
Oh Alabama
Can you hear the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Alabama<br />
Can you feel the stingin’ rain<br />
Oh Alabama<br />
It can’t wash away the stain<br />
1955 was a long time ago<br />
And just yesterday<br />
Oh Alabama<br />
There’s glory in your name</p>
<p><strong>Chorus</strong><br />
So rise up<br />
Break the chains of hatred<br />
Step up<br />
What are you afraid of<br />
Rise up<br />
Sew the seeds of freedom<br />
Break down the walls<br />
Or it won’t be long<br />
Before the heaven’s fall</p>
<p>Oh Alabama<br />
Can you hear the ghost train<br />
Oh Alabama<br />
All aboard it’s judgement day<br />
Raise your right hand, repeat after me<br />
The truth shall set you free<br />
Oh Alabama<br />
There’s glory in your name</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
<p>1968 was a long time ago<br />
And just yesterday<br />
Oh Alabama, Oh Alabama</p>
<p><strong>Repeat Chorus</strong></p>
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