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Johnny Cash – When Uncle Bill Quit Dope

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Vahva kuvaus kokaiiniriippuvuudesta. Bill-eno läpikäy kylmän kalkkunan päästäkseen siitä irti.

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Well Uncle Bill was my Mothers Brother, tall lanky man
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But somewhere back in Uncle Bill’s life, he took to sniffing cocaine.
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I’d find him out in the back yard, sitting against a tree.
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His eyes bugged out in a cocaine stare, And his mind in a cocaine dream.
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Well one fall day when Uncle Bill was having a cocaine fit,
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He said Louise this coke’s no good and I’ve made up my mind to quit.
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Now you take this key and I’ll go upstairs and then you lock the door,
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And Lord I swear I wont come down, till I don’t want dope no more.

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Well he stomped the floor and he beat the door and he moaned a mournful cry.
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When the last cocaine went through his brain we thought he’d surely die.
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He yelled and he cussed and he fell on the floor and we almost gave up hope
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As long as I live I wont forget when Uncle Bill quit dope.

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Well for the first few hours we heard not a sound, upstairs was quiet and still.
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and then all of a sudden we heard a shriek of pain from Uncle Bill.
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He bounced out of bed and across the room, I heard him break a chair.
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And then another scream louder than the first as he ripped out a hunk of his hair.
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My Mother kissed us all that night, as brother and I lay in bed.
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We wondered if poor old Uncle Bill was dieing or already dead
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But all night long we listened to him as he raved pleaded and called.
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And I swear I heard his finger nails tearing the paper off the walls. Chorus:

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After fourteen days and nights of hell, it grew quiet over head.
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And I peered past mother, as she unlocked the door expecting to find him dead.
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But to my surprise there was Uncle Bill, as shiny as a brand new dollar.
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His hair was combed and his beard was gone, he’d grown two inches taller.
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In his old blue suite and his patterned shoes, he was quite a sight to see.
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The light was back in his deep blue eyes, he turned to mother and me.
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He said Louise I’ve been through hell and I nearly went insane.
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But I finally beat the devils habit, I beat the demon cocaine.

Johnny Cash – The Junkie and the Juicehead (Minus Me)

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Kris Kristofferson on kirjoittanut tämän Johnny Cashin laulaman kipaleen, joka päätyi saman nimiselle albumille 70-luvun puolivälissä. Tarinnankerronta on kohdillaan.

”I was a stumble bummin’ down the neon Music City sidewalks
With the Junkie and the Juicehead who had problems of their own
Stuck with luck it kept me standin’ just a step away from starvin’
And the talent that I swore I’d show before I’d go back home

Ninety days I looked the army makin’ neither love nor money
And my only set of clothes was gettin’ closer to the bone
And the Junkie placed an order with the Prophet on the corner
And he told him of the soul that he’d been sellin’ for a song

He said my future was my fortune but I let it slip away
Slowly smokin’ myself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
Findin’ out that crime ain’t all there is that doesn’t pay
And writin’ words that no one’s gonna see but did you said it who said it

I can read my fortune in the bottom of a glass
And I can see it’s time for me to make my last request
Won’t you fill my grave with whiskey when I’m laid away to rest
So the boys can say I drank myself to dead
Well I drank the whole thing over puttin’ one and two together
And it added up to more of what I didn’t want to be
I ain’t blamin’ Music City but it’s only gonna see me
One more day and the wake up and the time it takes to leave

’Cause I got a dirty picture of what could have been my future
In a Prophet pushin’ day dreams on a corner for a fee
And the wino lookin’ lonely at a bottle gettin’ empty
And a hungry lookin’ junkie huntin’ tea in sympathy

And I bet that junkie’s laughin’ after the life he threw away
Slowly smokin’ himself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
Pleadin’ down the Prophet to a price that he can pay
And writin’ words that no one’s gonna see but did you said it who said it

Every empty bottle is my private crystal ball
And starin’ into the future findin’ nothin’ there at all
Which is what I’ll miss tomorrow when the neon shadows fall
On the Junkie and the Juicehead minus me”

Sturgill Simpson – Turtles All the Way Down

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I’ve seen Jesus play with flames in a lake of fire that I was standing in
Met the devil in Seattle and spent 9 months inside the lions den
Met Buddha yet another time and he showed me a glowing light within
But I swear that God is there every time I glare in the eyes of my best friend
Says my son it’s all been done and someday yer gonna wake up old and gray
So go and try to have some fun showing warmth to everyone
You meet and greet and cheat along the way

There’s a gateway in our mind that leads somewhere out there beyond this plane
Where reptile aliens made of light cut you open and pull out all your pain
Tell me how you make illegal something that we all make in our brain
Some say you might go crazy but then again it might make you go sane

Every time I take a look inside that old and fabled book
I’m blinded and reminded of the pain caused by some old man in the sky
Marijuana, LSD, psilocybin, and DMT they all changed the way I see
But love’s the only thing that ever saved my life

So don’t waste your mind on nursery rhymes
Or fairy tales of blood and wine
It’s turtles all the way down the line
So to each their own til’ we go home
To other realms our souls must roam
To and through the myth that we all call space and time

Kris Kristofferson – Billy Dee

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Karu stoori nuoresta kaverista, joka lipsahtaa käyttämään aineita ja lopussa ei hyvä heilu.

”Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned twenty-one
Fooling with some foolish things he could’ve left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn’t name
Driven towards the darkness by the devil in his veins

All around the honky tonks, searching for a sign
Gettin’ by on gettin’ high on women, words and wine
Some folks called him crazy, Lord, and others called him free
But we just called us lucky for the love of Billy Dee

Busy goin’ his own way and speakin’ his own words
Facin’ and forgettin’ every warnin’ that he heard
Makin’ friends and takin’ any crazy chance he could
Gettin’ busted for the bad times and believin’ in the good

Billy took a beatin’ from a world he meant no harm
The score was written in the scars up on his arm
Some felt he was payin’ for the life he tried to lead
But all we felt was sorry for our good friend Billy Dee

It may be his soul was bigger than a body’s oughta be
Singin’ songs and bringin’ laughter to the likes of you and me
Cause the world he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find
But it wasn’t near as lonesome as the one he left behind

Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel
Reachin’ towards the needle, Lord, that drove him down to hell
Some folks called it suicide, others blame the speed
But we all called it crucified when Billy Dee O.D.’d”

Dave Dudley – Six Days on the Road

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Rekkamiesten anthem 60-luvulta, jossa jaksetaan pienten valkoisten pillereiden avulla…

”I got ten forward gears,
And a Georgia overdrive.
I’m taking little white pills,
And my eyes are open wide.
I just passed a ’Jimmy’ and a ’White’:
I’ve been passin’ everything in sight.
Six days on the road and I’m gonna make it home tonight.”