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again\n[02:34.21] But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow\n[02:44.97] When everybody in town points a finger at you\n[02:55.19] But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled\n[03:05.46] They don't know you at all, but they think that they do\n[03:13.78] \n[03:36.19] Now the bottles and bibles\n[03:41.28] Broke out in a fight\n[03:46.46] The whiskey fought hard, son\n[03:51.48] And took the victory that night\n[03:56.75] They found him a-layin'\n[04:01.93] Face down by the stairs\n[04:07.02] Dressed up for a sermon\n[04:12.28] Nobody would hear\n[04:17.77] Oh Lord, if you care, send your angels down here\n[04:23.55] 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again\n[04:29.86] But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow\n[04:40.06] When everybody in town points a finger at you\n[04:50.15] But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled\n[05:00.40] They don't know you at all, but they think that they do\n[05:10.87] So Lord, if you care, send 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Mama, I'm writin' to tell ya I'm fine\n  I'm workin real hard, and I pray every night\n  So don't you worry\n  I'm happy and free\n  Detroit's been like a blessing to me\n"},{"id":3471262,"name":"Hard Times","trackName":"Hard Times","artistName":"Tyler Childers","albumName":"Bottles and Bibles","duration":178.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I bought a house at the mouth of the holler\nA ring at the pawn shop and a crib for the kid\nI heard some word, there was work up in Hindman\nI'm going tomorrow and hope that there is\n\nMy sweat and my wages they don't seem to weight out\nI'm gettin' more aches than I'm gainin' in gold\nWhoever said you could raise you a family\nJust workin' your ass off knee deep in coal?\n\nWell, the sign at the church says \"I'll reap what I'm sowin'\"\nBut I ain't lost sleep, it'll come in due time\nAnd if the Lord wants to take me, I'm here for the taking\n'Cause Hell's probably better than tryin' to get by\n\nYou can see me on the 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that woman of mine\nYeah, that good lovin' gal of mine\n\nI said, \"Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey\nI'll be back when the fishin 'is through\nWhile I'm away, make haste to get ready\nFor when Jesus comes for you\"\nWhen the good Lord comes for you\nWhen Jesus comes for you, here it comes\n\nSayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\nShall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God\n\nWell truth, it lies in the love of a woman\nLord don't sink this boat\nI got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans\nWith a dagger buy her throat\nAnd she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy\nAnd if I don't make it back\nShe'll probably die alone and cold\nAs the Creole night turns black\n\nSayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\nShall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God\n\nShall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\nShall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.63] I was raised in the house of a real holy roller\n[00:14.70] Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin\n[00:17.42] He said, \"Go out out yonder to the water and travel\n[00:20.53] 'Cause disciples they were fishers of men\n[00:23.34] Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men\n[00:27.44] So I got me a job on the first boat rowin'\n[00:30.31] And it's been a mighty long time\n[00:33.16] Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother\n[00:36.48] Or I seen that woman of mine\n[00:38.76] Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine\n[00:43.29] I said, \"Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey\n[00:46.17] I'll be back when the fishin 'is through\n[00:49.45] While I'm away, make haste to get ready\n[00:52.19] For when Jesus comes for you\"\n[00:54.74] When the good Lord comes for you\n[00:57.82] When Jesus comes for you, here it comes\n[01:01.09] \n[01:22.53] Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\n[01:28.68] Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of 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haste to get ready\n  start_ms: 49450\n  end_ms: 52190\n- text: For when Jesus comes for you\"\n  start_ms: 52190\n  end_ms: 54740\n- text: When the good Lord comes for you\n  start_ms: 54740\n  end_ms: 57820\n- text: When Jesus comes for you, here it comes\n  start_ms: 57820\n  end_ms: 61090\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 61090\n  end_ms: 82530\n- text: Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\n  start_ms: 82530\n  end_ms: 88680\n- text: Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God\n  start_ms: 88680\n  end_ms: 93550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 93550\n  end_ms: 105180\n- text: Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman\n  start_ms: 105180\n  end_ms: 108350\n- text: Lord don't sink this boat\n  start_ms: 108350\n  end_ms: 111060\n- text: I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans\n  start_ms: 111060\n  end_ms: 114060\n- text: With a dagger buy her throat\n  start_ms: 114060\n  end_ms: 116740\n- text: And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy\n  start_ms: 116740\n  end_ms: 119410\n- text: And if I don't make it back\n  start_ms: 119410\n  end_ms: 122160\n- text: She'll probably die alone and cold\n  start_ms: 122160\n  end_ms: 125110\n- text: As the Creole night turns black\n  start_ms: 125110\n  end_ms: 127970\n- text: Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\n  start_ms: 127970\n  end_ms: 133940\n- text: Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God\n  start_ms: 133940\n  end_ms: 139000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 139000\n  end_ms: 150490\n- text: Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water\n  start_ms: 150490\n  end_ms: 156320\n- text: Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God\n  start_ms: 156320\n  end_ms: 162140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 162140\nplain: |-\n  I was raised in the house of a real holy roller\n  Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin\n  He said, \"Go out out yonder to the water and travel\n  'Cause disciples they were fishers of men\n  Yeah, 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dreams\nWe're always laughin'\nBut I wake up to find that that very rarely happens\nSo go on and leave me\nIf it'd really please you\nYou'll be hard pressed to find you a man that will treat you like I do\n\nBut I reckon it's time for a good thing to wind on down\nBut it kills me to see\nThat you don't give a damn about me\nOh, I'd die for the chance we could be\nLike we were when the summer was right\nBut you can't bring back days\nOr nights that you've done danced away\nI keep hopin' that maybe you'll stay\nDon't leave me here lonely tonight","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.34] Don't hold me\n[00:09.78] If you don't mean it\n[00:15.53] 'Cause I'm tired of wastin' my time on things set on leavin'\n[00:26.06] Don't kiss me\n[00:31.06] If it really hurts you\n[00:36.81] Though I can't see how you could change after all that we've been through\n[00:48.26] I reckon it's time for a good thing to wind on down\n[00:57.16] But it kills me to see\n[01:01.14] That you don't give a damn about 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It was all right here\n\n  I focus on my breathing and the universal sound\n  I let it take me over from the toenails to the crown\n  Of the body that I'm in 'til they put me in the ground\n  And I return to the chorus of the universal sound\n\n  I've been up on the mountain, and I've seen His wondrous grace\n  I've sat there on a bar stool, and I've looked Him in the face\n  He seemed a little haggard, but it did not slow Him down\n  He was humming to the neon of the universal sound\n"},{"id":37768371,"name":"Junction City Queen","trackName":"Junction City Queen","artistName":"Tyler Childers","albumName":"Bottles and Bibles","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh dance with me, junction city queen\nJust to hold you would be the greatest thing\nJust spinnin' around to the sound of the jukebox so low\nAnd as the time fades, I pray that it goes by slow\n\nOh sing for me, junction city queen\nWell, you sound like an angel, so it seems\n'Cause 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