They say that life is short, I say it’s long - I thought of everything I had to say once I was gone. 
And at the break of day, the first twilight, you are the darkened stars and baby I am the night.

Darling don’t you cry. Everything is gonna be alright. I believe we got the morning light, on our side.

I never tried, to hold my breath - knocking on heavens door short of death. 
And on my dying bed, burden of sin, whistled through my teeth like a gambler that never wins.￼

So darling don’t you cry. Everything is gonna be alright.￼ I believe we got the morning light, on our side.
   
Coming down into the valley you gotta wonder, and I can’t figure for the life of me. 
How a woman of your beauty and splendor, would have any time for a burned out boy like me.￼

And at the break of dawn when the morning light is dull, there’s a bridge that takes you back when you’re left with nothing but your soul. 
Life ain’t about regret, it ain’t about love - it ain’t about the devil below or God above￼￼.

Darling don’t you cry. Everything is gonna be alright. I believe we got the morning light, on our side.
And I can hear my bluebird calling - calling me home.

The Bridge (Demo)

She left with you lonely days left dying in your heart, left open like a window shade.
How could we ever known anything from the start, about all the plans they made.
Her mother cried “Oh boy, how could you let this happen boy? She never had a lonely heart, boy￼￼￼.”
And all the trains rolled out of the station right on time. No one was left begging for a dollar or a dime.

When are you gonna to come home, Caroline￼￼? I can’t live without you anymore.
When are you gonna come home, Caroline? I keep waiting for you to come through that door, but I know you’re gone￼￼.

And I don’t know why all these birds are flying south, nothing but dirt and dust down there anyway.
Can’t remember the last word out of your mouth, but I think it was, “I’ll be back in a day.￼￼”
Now all the fields are plowed and all the crops are gone, nothing left but an empty fence and this song.￼

When are you gonna to come home, Caroline? I can’t live without you anymore.
When are you gonna come home, Caroline? I keep waiting for you to come through that door.
When are you gonna to come home, Caroline? I can’t live without you anymore.
When are you gonna come home, Caroline? I keep waiting for you to come through that door, but I know you’re gone.

Caroline (Demo)

Don’t blame me for the way that your hair is falling, all around your shoulders, tears in your eyes.
Don’t blame me for the feeling that I never ever, never want to leave you, or hear you say goodbye.￼￼

Big jet plane flying across the sky, guess you won’t be home tonight.
And I trade the sunrise for another yesterday.
And I’d give anything, left to give, to take these blues away.￼￼￼

Don’t blame me for everything our love has gotten, crawling through the mire, fallen the ground.￼
Don’t blame me for the echoes of tomorrow, or the happiness of yesterday, making distant sounds.￼

Big jet plane flying across the sky, guess you won’t be home tonight.
And I trade the sunrise for another yesterday.
And I’d give anything, left to give, to take these blues away.

Don’t blame me for the way that your hair is falling, all around your shoulders, tears in your eyes.
Don’t blame me for the feeling that I never ever, never want to leave you, or hear you say goodbye.

Big jet plane flying across the sky, guess you won’t be home tonight.
And I trade the sunrise for another yesterday.
And I’d give anything, left to give, to take these blues away.

Dont blame me (Demo)

Pardon me ma’am, my name is Paul. Will you refuge my brother and I -
We got lost when we dropped off the ridge, back there a day and a night.￼￼

We ain’t trying to endanger ya none, I can see they burned your field.
I bet that your husband was a mighty fine man, rest his soul, damn this war to hell.

At Shiloh Creek we laid down our horses, stole a dead captain’s leather strap boots￼.
We’re just trying to get back to Missouri, do you have any blankets and food.

I don’t want to endanger ya none, I can see they burned your field.
I bet that your husband was a mighty fine man, rest his soul, damn this war to hell.

And out of the hills poured armies of heaven and hell. 
I could feel death reach into my bosom and pull me to fall.￼

My brother Jacob is shot through the shoulder, it looks like it made it clean through.
But his bandage is bloodied and soaked to the bone sticking through his shirt torn up in two￼.

I ain’t trying to endanger ya none, I can see they burned your field.
I know that your husband was a mighty fine man, rest his soul, damn this war to hell.

And out of the hills poured armies of heaven and hell. 
I could feel death reach into my bosom and pull me to fall.
Like lighting to thunder and thunder in blood soaked with rain,
I ask if Mercy hath fallen then what good is calling it’s name -

I don’t wanna kill nothing no more - just want to see my baby girl.
Fall into my sweet darling’s arms and never wake up to this world.

I ain’t trying to endanger ya none, I can see they burned your field.
I bet that your husband was a mighty fine man, rest his soul, damn this war to hell.

Pardon me ma’am, my name is Paul. Will you refuge my brother and I.
We’re just trying to get back to Missouri. Have you got any blankets and food￼ -


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Patrick T Austin