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Take Your Time

by The Snake Oil Salesmen

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1.
Helen 05:22
Helen the doctor picked me up when i was born my face was blue, round my neck was the chord i tried screaming out to the world but it turned black but i’m sitting here so i guess you know that one way or another they got me going i might have started out a little slow but i’ve made some tracks the day i came in it was helen’s big bang and three days later ashes rained over the city of queens found on the plains, those were my first skies maybe thats why i’ve never been scared when a storm starts brewing up in the air me and mother nature just happen to share our lullabies don’t you ever be afraid to fly it would be a shame if being born was the hardest thing we try if i thought things were tough right out the gate it piled so high i couldn’t see the plate i’m not sure if i believe in fate, but here i am a few close calls in some totaled cars times i shoulda left my keys at the bar i walked away with barely a scar, a lucky man you might think after a couple wrecks it’d be enough to get my life in check but you’ll never find me behind a desk, the roads for me and the roads aren’t the only things with curves ladies don’t get the warning signs they deserve when i should hit the breaks but i try to swerve its alone for me don’t you ever be afraid to ride it would be a shame if there were no one by your side when its time to lay me down or spread my ashes all around i hope that there’s more smiles than frowns, from knowing me when you gather round my friends make some noise and drink it in you can drop me at the church but i ain’t going in, not knowing me when its time to lay me down or spread my ashes all around i hope that there’s more smiles than frowns, from knowing me when you gather round my friends make some noise and drink it in you can drop me at the church but i ain’t going in, not knowing me don’t you ever be afraid to fly it would be a shame if being born were the hardest thing you try don’t you ever be afraid to fly it would be a shame if being born were the hardest thing you try
2.
Take Your Time He walked in the bar about half past one Said you better make it a double son Pour in some ice and call it done It sure has been an awful one I nodded at him as he has a seat There at the bar sat misery I said no thank sir it’s on me I lied that my tips had been flowin free He said take your time Take your time, if it’s free Take your time Take your time I waited on him from time to time As I was slinging beer and pouring wine He always said no thanks I’m fine But bring me a double when you got the time I finally got the nerve to ask Sir what’s got you drinking those down so fast He said there’s an angel from my past It’s the anniversary of when I saw her last I said take your time Take your time sir Take your time Take your time He said listen closely to me friend It’ll save you from the hell I’m in If I had it all to do again Here’s where I would make amends I had the chance to make her stay Pride and fear got in the way Should have never said we needed a break The last damn thing I wanted to say, was Take your time I didn’t know that I’d be wasting mine I said take your time, that’s what I told her I didn’t know that I’d be wasting mine, wasting mine I said sir, if you don’t mind me saying Someday you won’t feel the pain I’m sure you’ll think about her once in a while When you do I hope you smile He said who do you think you’re talking to I’ve lived four more lives than you I told you it was my anniversary I didn’t tell you it was day twelve thousand and three So you get in line boy get in line I’ll decide for myself when my heart’s fine And I’m gonna take my time, take my sweet ass time Because the day I’m done hurting is the day I’m dying I said take your time, that’s what I told her I didn’t know that I’d be wasting mine, wasting mine But don’t worry I’m gonna be fine, I’ll be fine I’ll be smoking my kind and drinking I’ll be fine fine fine I’ll be fine fine fine I’ll be fine fine fine You can take your time
3.
You are My Home I hopped a train leaving Saskatoon It left the station just before two And I thought of you, I thought of you We were heading East, taking our time Our eyes were set on The Maritimes I hear they’re fine, I hoped they’re fine We were going in blind, I didn’t care I would have taken it anywhere To get out of here, I wanna get out of here Because you are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped You are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped Check in load out, life on the road Every night is another show So far from home, I’m so far from home The changing landscape was supposed to prove I’m on my way to getting over you But I thought of you, still I thought of you You are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped You are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped I fell off the rail in Halifax I had no choice but to come back When you hit those prairies And you see that sky It’s like you’re seeing it for the first time And I guess that you’re not confined by miles It’s too bad this train can’t buy me time All I need is time All I need is time All I need Is time All I need is time Because you are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped You are my home And I’m not doing as fine as I’d hoped
4.
Good Old Boys Honktonk bar room and dusty old boots Guitars and whisky are what we are used to Smoke to the ceiling and blood on the floor There ain’t too many good old boys no more Sweat on my brow and a hammer in my hand Never been afraid to be a workin man Hard day’s work for an honest day’s pay There ain’t too many good old boys these days When all you need is a clear mountain morning Or a walk under the prairie moonlight Some people say it’s going away There ain’t too many good old boys these days There’s a certain kind of quality that’s fading away Honesty and loyalty or a good word to say A look in the eye and a sturdy handshake There ain’t too many good old boys these days When all you need is a clear mountain morning Or a walk under the prairie moonlight Some people say it’s going away There ain’t too many good old boys these days
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I'm Tired 04:20
I’m Tired She spends all day up on her feet Workin hard cus there’s mouths to feed And her husband’s always on the road That’s the true cost of their happy home Sometimes they barely make it through the door Their bodies are aching and they’re sore She said your face is what I used to do this for But I can’t keep my eyes open anymore You know I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired People all around the world Are raising their voices and being heard And we act like we got no concerns Well not as many as we deserve And if they are willing to take a stand Against men with rifles in their hands Then we should use our lives cus it’s our chance To stand up to the world and scream out our demands Tell em we’re tired, we’re tired, we’re tired, we’re tired Well you know I’m a beast on the microphone It’s cus I spend too much time alone And when no one’s there to hear to yell You’re home sweet home is a prison cell So I open my door and I stand out in my hall And I scream til it echoes off the walls And suddenly I don’t feel so alone Brother, I tell you I don’t mean to bitch and moan But people I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
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Fingers Bleed When I’m feeling down When my blues have come around Throughout my life I’ve learned There’s only once place that I can turn I’m not talking about god I find religion to be very odd Instead of their wars to spill your blood Just let if flow while you’re crying out There’s only one thing That can comfort me She is beautiful and curvy don’t you see I tell her everything Oh she loves to sing I’ve gonna play her strings til my fingers bleed I’m not talking about wine Though it does the trick from time to time I’m not talking about good herb Though it helped me to write these words Neither money nor power Can lift a heart in it’s darkest hour There’s only one nostrum for me It gives me voice, it sets me free There’s only one thing That can comfort me She is beautiful and curvy don’t you see I tell her everything Oh she loves to sing I’ve gonna play this thing til my fingers bleed And ladies you know it’s true Often times we turn to you To lift us up when we feel down But there’s times when you’re not around That’s when she climbs into my arms All my problems, they just dissolve The weight it lifts right off of me She gives me strength and sets me free There’s only one thing That can comfort me She is beautiful and curvy don’t you see I tell her everything Oh she loves to sing I’ve gonna play this thing til my fingers There’s only one thing That can comfort me She is beautiful and curvy don’t you see I tell her everything Oh she loves to sing I’ve gonna play this thing til my fingers bleed My finger’s bleed, Til they bleed
7.
Leonard 04:22
Leonard Heading back from a wedding in the northern pines A perfect day for a Sunday drive I saw an old man standing on the side I stopped and I asked him if he’s like a ride He said my name’s Leonard Morisette Just like the singer in case you’re wondering how it’s spelled I’m sad to say that we’re not related I bought a few of her tapes but I hardly played them I guess I’m more a Blue Rodeo fan Met them a few times through a friend I appreciate what you’re doing for me Maybe I could tell you a story Did you hear the one about the Mountain Lion Not the only time I was close to dying I was in my bag pretending to sleep When he sniffed me from head to feet But he curled right up like we was common folk So I sat with that cat and I had a smoke Now most of you would have been crying So you tell me if he’s half lyon Leonard, I hoped I picked you up on time You were counting passing cars I was number ninety nine Leonard, the pleasure was all mine I hope you find a job I’m sure that you’ll do fine And I’m so glad I didn’t pass you by He was Alberta bound looking for work He made his living digging in the dirt He didn’t have much in the way of schooling But give him a Backhoe boy and he ain’t fooling He’ll be okay he says he knows the bosses His treaty card says he’s from Mistawasis But Leonard is from The Eagle Mountain Band I’m glad that I could lend him a hand He’s been laid up from a few years back A big rig track it knocked Leonard flat Picture him lying on the shoulder When he woke up he was five days older Leonard, I hoped I picked you up on time You were counting passing cars I was number ninety nine Leonard, the pleasure was all mine I hope you find a job I’m sure that you’ll do fine And I’m so glad I didn’t pass you by Well ya just can’t keep old Leonard down You don’t believe me man check this shit out One day he was riding bare back on his horse As fast as he could straight through that forrest His horse his the brakes when he rounded the bend It stopped so short man it flipped old Len From the spot on the ground right there He could have hugged that grizzly bear Old Leonard, I hoped I picked you up on time You were counting passing cars I was number ninety nine Leonard, the pleasure was all mine I hope you find a job I’m sure that you’ll do fine And I’m so glad I didn’t pass you by
8.
Right Out The Door She packs up her things Says I think it’s time I’m done with your dreams You know that I used to have mine Now it’s all that I can do to stand Too many times those eyes let me down I believed when they said you’re not fooling around On me, on me, well now I see who’s the fool I’m not gonna answer that phone for awhile I can’t take the chance again that you might make me smile I ‘ve been holding on to long to be wanting more I’m walking right out the door I know it’s not fair, oh but life never is Every single man wants what isn’t his And I deserve having more than you alone I’m not gonna answer that phone for awhile I can’t take the chance again that you might make me smile I ‘ve been holding on to long to be wanting more I’m walking right out the door I’ve taken some steps so that I can be sure Another mistake is something I can endure I’ve turned off certain parts of me I’m not gonna answer that phone for awhile I can’t take the chance again that you might make me smile I ‘ve been holding on to long to be wanting more I’m walking right out the She said she’s walking out my She’s walking right out the door
9.
Be Okay 04:49
Be Okay we've all had those days those low down beat em up days everybody's in your face everybody's in your way but if you are waiting when i get off of work well then i'll be okay i'll be okay we've all had those days when our bodies are racked with pain those curl up in a ball days when crying is all in vain take me for a ride as long as i'm by your side i'll be okay i'll be okay if you're having one of those days just come out and play step into our haze dance your cares away we'll take you for a ride as long as you're by our side you'll be okay you'll be okay you'll be okay we'll be okay
10.
The First of December I remember I used to love the first of December I've never been scared of a little flying snow It used to mean holidays around the corner It don't mean that to me any more Young Joseph, no one could slow him down His smile could light a room up, that's why he flashed that beautiful thing around In his eyes you saw his charm His embrace was strong and warm But he walked hard, just like he said he would That hard living don't mean your hearts no good We all make a mistake or a few He did the best that he could do He would have been great at stealing horses If this were a simpler time He would have been great at stealing horses That bro of mine, that bro of mine The last time I saw my brother he curled up at my feet We laughed and talked for hours as we smoked and then he fell asleep When I woke up he was gone Without a word he'd headed home They took my brother on the first of December The four of them left him lying out in that snow I know I shouldn't complain about the weather But I don't remember feeling so cold He would have been great at stealing horses If this were a simpler time He would have been great at stealing horses That bro of mine, that bro of mine We gathered around young Joseph and we passed the pipe around We were sending on a journey a soul that had long since left this town They won't be waiting long He'll be on a mustang riding fast and strong He would have been great at stealing horses If this were a simpler time He would have been great at stealing horses That bro of mine, that bro of mine, that Joe of mine, that bro of mine

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released June 17, 2013

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The Snake Oil Salesmen regina, Saskatchewan

The Snake Oil Salesmen grew up in the First Nations and small towns of Southern Saskatchewan, each band member coming from long lines of storytellers and musicians.
The result is a passionate, delicious blend of rocking, grooving, and story-telling, that bites like a prairie rattler, goes down like a fine wine and tosses your inhibitions to the wind. The Snake Oil Salesmen, drink it in.
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