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craig stewart A purple cape song it's a great song for burgundy superheroes movie Favorite track: Purple Cape.
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1.
Three Lonely Nights - Doug Allen I asked the Bartender to bring me a dose of that barley painkiller please I found myself here after reading the note that you left on the front door screen You’re not the first of your breakin glass breed, but you’re breakin my heart and I’m watchin it bleed Double-cross lover, I still can’t believe that I’m calling again and you still won’t receive I walked in this tavern searching my soul, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone I came in for one, now it’s two for the road, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone Our very first kiss, was a vampire’s bliss, the second one started the dive The third guaranteed that I’d go on like this, never quite dyin but not quite alive Now everything’s comin down three at a time on me, myself, and I Three fingers more of single malt scotch and you’re going, gone, good-bye Now it’s one for the money, two for the show, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone I came in for one, now it’s two for the road, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone You came after me with location and speed, bringin the heat to the hide I got caught lookin at your wicked slider, chin music high and inside Now it’s one, two, three strikes, I’m crying, I’m cryin Pour me a pint of that Kilt-lifter ale and heal me tonight Now it’s one for the money, two for the show, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone I came in for one, now it’s two for the road, three lonely nights since you’ve been gone
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Purple Cape 02:48
Purple Cape – Doug Allen I tried to make a purple cape, hot glue and Velcro tape I never learned to sew and I never could afford to shop for clothes at the vampire store - downtown A purple cape will get you far, a super hero or a super star A purple cape with make you stand up straight, and you’ll look better playing guitar I almost wore my purple cape, that could be a big mistake Flashy personal accessories often indicate a narcissistic tendency for insecure people not like me A purple cape will get you far, a super hero or a super star A purple cape with make you stand up straight, and you’ll look better playing guitar I finally wore my purple cape, I wore I out on a date A purple cape can turn a perfectly ordinary date into an embarrassing scene, but my baby likes it anyway A purple cape will get you far, a super hero or a super star A purple cape will let you stay up late, you’ll look better playing guitar Oh, Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Mick Jagger, David Bowie Mighty Mouse and Elvis too - my favorite Count Dracula
3.
Drive This County Down – Doug Allen ( Recounts the 1917 Bellingham Race Riots) I work for Bellingham Bay big timber feeds our mighty blade We make our living cuttin native wood work is hard, the pay is good Another sawyer lost his hand today Friday he’ll get his severance pay At quittin time we were tired and stiff in through the gate came the Hindu shift Those bastards work for nothing They’re gonna wreck our union wage They’re gonna take our jobs away they’re gonna drive this county down Idle hands are drinkin hands we grew more idle as the evenin passed By 10 pm we were strong and brave we knew the law would look the other way We pulled 100 Hindus from their beds from run down Old Town tenements Then we headed for the Morrison Mill and dragged those turban wearers down to County jail Tonight we do what must be done That mornin train will be southbound We’re gonna ride em outa town they’re gonna drive this county down I’m a millwright by trade I earn every dime I make I don’t understand these immigrants I’m not one to ponder circumstance For what we did I have no pride for our livelihoods we had to fight No mills burned, no one died the headlines said it was a race riot Those bastards work for nothing They’re gonna wreck our union wage They’re gonna take our jobs away they’re gonna drive this county down Drive the county down, drive this county down
4.
Just About Had It – Doug Allen There’s a river in my driveway, Rio Nuevo is it’s name There’s a lake in my back yard, that wasn’t there yesterday When the dawn came slow and eerie, and the heavens opened wide And it poured down wolves and tigers, two inches more last night For the farmers it’s a struggle, peat giving way beneath the wheels Farm machinery sittin idle, like the water standin round in the fields I knew a cowboy in Montana, said cuss the rain kill the corn But if he spent one winter here, he’d be cussin up a storm Now rainwater follows me down Railroad Avenue And I’m mumbling from the strain Forty-five degrees and a leak in my shoe And I’ve just about had it with this goddamn rain It’s been a long and stormy winter, the clouds rolling in like waves First a downpour then a drizzle, and the next seven days looks the same Now I’ve been thinking bout Durango, they say the winters there are fine I’d come back here for the summer, when the sun shines once in a while. Now rainwater follows me down Railroad Avenue And I’m mumbling from the strain Forty-five degrees and a leak in my shoe And I’ve just about had it, Just about had it, Just about had it with this goddamn rain
5.
Rocking Horse – Doug Allen I didn’t say a word as you turned to walk away After all what could I say You were perfection, personified Still pretty in my eyes The rockin’ horse we tried to ride Was much too gifted and much too wild You throw a shadow, and draw it out Weave it into a lingering doubt But don’t leave your reflection in the mirror I don’t need reminders that I couldn’t keep you here I don’t need your echo, softly ringing in my ears Don’t leave your reflection in the mirror I’ll miss the letters you may not write I’ll still wonder if you might Keep the memories, that we hold dear Burn the ones that got us here You sat beside me in that Ford Fairlane Crabbing down that blue highway Soft suspension in the fading light Road to nowhere and goodby But don’t leave your reflection in the mirror I don’t need reminders that I couldn’t keep you here I don’t need your echo, softly ringing in my ears Don’t leave your reflection in the mirror
6.
Little Red Bird – Doug Allen I sat down on my back porch to watch the sun come up Drinkin’ July coffee from a Christmas coffee mug I made a fried egg sandwich in a cast-iron fryin’ pan Then I wrote this song and threw it in the garbage can Then through my kitchen window came the prettiest sound I’d ever heard Singin’ sweet, so he might meet a girl in the cedar tree, was a little red bird The little red bird don’t need a microphone Don’t need a band, he prefers to sing alone Don’t need no drum machine to keep the beat He just sits down on a limb so he can tap his feet I had a second cup of July, followed closely by a third When the sun fell down, he kept singin’ to the moon, the little red bird Little Red Bird sing your song Tomorrow might be gone The Little Red Bird calls out my name Said pick up your guitar and play My baby called just to see what I had to say I said I haven’t spoke 15 words in the last 3 days I’ve been sittin’ here in my robe and underwear But my fine feathered friend doesn’t seem to care She said shower, shave and put a little Aqua-Velva where it hurts Said I’m on my way, but I won’t stay unless I hear That little red bird
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1884 05:38
1884 – Doug Allen Things were different in 1884 We were taking a country and fightin’ Indian wars Territorial Marshalls rarely travelled this far north And law took a different face and a different form This is a story of an evil deed and a native boy’s soul He rode south to Nooksack through the February cold There was work there for the asking he was told Cuttin’ trees, clearin’ land, maybe haulin’ coal Well maybe rumor maybe lie but no job and no alibi So he rode his pony north, into a bloodshot sky Louie ride, Louie ride Across the Frasier River, don’t stop at the borderline Louie ride, Louie ride Across the Frasier River, don’t stop at the borderline Somebody found a shopkeeper dead in his burnin’ store With a bullet in his brain lying on the bloodstained floor An Indian boy was seen nearby with a rifle in his hand Soon 200 men were ridin’ north with a cruel and hateful plan The constable took the boy in for suspicion at his farm But the posse found them later to the constable’s alarm They raised their guns against him, and they threatened mortal harm So he stepped aside and saved his hide, but left a shameful scar At dawn they found the riderless horse and the tree that bore the lifeless form If the boy had known his plight, he could have crossed the river late that night Louie ride, Louie ride Across the Frasier River, don’t stop at the borderline Louie ride, Louie ride Across the Frasier River, don’t stop at the borderline Evidence implicates two men in both crimes One took the shopkeepers business and the other took his wife No one knows the dirty details, no one knows the awful truth Except the long-since dead and the buries few What if he were yours, how would you feel What’s done is done, wrong is wrong, they knew better all along Now they are burning, burning in hell Now the Sto-lo say the boy is not at peace Somehow we’ve got to fight for his release It took 20 hears to analyze, 100 more to apologize With this song I agonized and I’m sorry, I’m sorry for what we’ve done Louie ride, Louie ride Across the Frasier River, don’t stop at the borderline Louie ride, Louie ride Set your spirit free, set your spirit free Set your spirit free to fly, to the other side Things were different in 1884
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Beautiful World – Doug Allen, Feb. 2007 Do you ever think about this beautiful world And the lucky orbit into which we’ve been hurled Not too hot and not too cold Water in the middle and ice on the poles Lookin’ from a distance at the darker side The continents are showing off their jewels tonight It’s a beautiful world, Do everything you can to make it last It’s a beautiful world, fall in love, drink good beer, And make your children laugh We build our rockets and make our cars But we can’t build planets and we can’t make stars Six billion people, better make it seven The experts say we’ll never make it to eleven Earth don’t care if we perpetuate But she’s given us permission to procreate It’s a beautiful world, Do everything you can to make it last It’s a beautiful world, fall in love, drink good beer And make your children laugh We’re breakin’ down the ozone with aerosol cans My fifth grade teacher poured Mercury in my hand Glaciers come now glaciers go Is it irreversible, hell who knows Ain’t no cure for innocent fools With military fever and petroleum flu It’s a beautiful world, Do everything you can to make it last It’s a beautiful world, fall in love, drink good beer, And make your children laugh Fall in love, drink good beer, And make your children laugh
9.
River of Souls – D. Allen Silver ghosts of the cold blue sea Silent witness to history Gather into the harbors and bays For ten million years you have found your way They say you follow the smell follow the stars as well All the way to the promised land Nature doesn’t always provide but Uncle Sam is on your side That’s what it says in the recovery plan There’s a river of souls, going to the sea Leave their bodies where they rest in peace River of souls, flesh and bone Follow the water, the water going home River-wild or raised in a pen Look the same if we feed them red You were adopted as our native son It’s a broken home, better find another one Where has the water gone how did it get so warm Where is the snow you depend on Dark cloud in the way a storm of silt and clay How do you fight through this wall of pain There’s a river of souls, going to the sea Leave their bodies where they rest in peace River of souls, flesh and bone Follow the water, the water going home
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Highwayman 03:31
11.
Used To Me 02:15
You’ll Get Used To Me – Doug Allen You’ll get used to me Just give it a year or two or three Just go with the grain, climb on the train And sooner or later you’ll see You’ll get used to those football games John Madden screamin on every play You’ll get used to me playin this song again And again, and again, and again You’ll get used to me because I’ll stay Day after usual day But our future is bright you’ll get used to the nights Because I’ll love you in unusual ways I left the toilet seat up and you fell in Internet porn will always be a sin Best left unspoken, I’m barely housebroken But it breaks my heart to hear it again You’ll get used to me wishin on a star Used to me goin out to play guitar You’ll be amused, that I’m so enthused About playin for free in this peanut bar You’ll get used to me because I’ll stay Day after usual day But our future is bright you’ll get used to the nights Because I’ll love you in unusual ways
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City Shoes 03:32

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The second studio album from country folk artist Doug Allen.

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released August 28, 2011

Recording Engineer -Tom Buroker
Mastering - Doug Krebs
Artwork - Matt Curtis

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Doug Allen Bellingham, Washington

Big Timber is my second recording, reflecting what life has been like for me in the northwest corner of Washington state. It was long in coming but I'm proud of it and The Union Wage. Please listen to some of the tracks - I hope you like it.

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