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Zama
03:06
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Take me back, to that red clay eart
Mississippi backroads, of my birth
Pecan trees, shaking in the wind
My red F150 coming around that bend
No matter where I go
Take me home to Mississippi
Country roads of red clay earth
The back roads of my birth
The smell of cornbread in the open air
Cooked by Granny Ray oh with care
The frogs are croaking all at night
With those Zama stars shining so bright
No matter where I go, or what I see
Take me home to Mississippi
I say take me home to Mississippi
Country roads of red clay earth
Yeah, the back roads of my birth
No matter where I go
Take me home to Mississippi
I say take me home to Mississippi
Country roads of red clay earth
Those back roads of my birth
Take me home
Home to Mississippi
Take me home
To Mississippi
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Angel
04:01
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Last night, under the harvest moon, I fell to my knees and I prayed for you
The next day you came to me, but at first thought, you were only a dream, but now I know your reality
So take my hand and journey for eternity
You touched my soul with your smile
So open your heart and teach me your mind
And walk with me hand and hand
Cause last night, I prayed for an angel
So here I stand thanking the Lord above
For sending me my angel of love
I have searched everywhere for this kind of love
And all I had to do was pray for it above
And though faced with the unknown, I have faith to say
She touched my soul with your smile
She opened her heart and taught me her mind
She walks with me hand and hand
Cause last night I prayed for my angel
So here we are through the sands of time
Still standing strong, so here I am on bending knee
Asking her for all time
Asking my angel
Asking my angel
Asking my angel for all time
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Crossroads
03:04
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Well there’s a little place way down south
That was told to me by my granddad
It has four dirt tracks and a willow tree
Some say’s a legend, but others say a dream
And if you go there you’ll see the man
And he’ll promise you everything he can
But listen to me, one word of advice
And you can heed it, oh if you like
Son, don’t go to those crossroads
You will lose your soul
Son, don’t go to those crossroads
You will lose your soul
I ventured down to see if it was true
And began to play for you know who
I heard that voice standing behind me
With an evil grin saying son come home with me
I took one step back and looked to the sky
Remembering my granddad’s advice
Son, don’t go to those crossroads
You will lose your soul
Son, don’t go to those crossroads
You will lose your soul
Son, don’t go to those crossroads
That devil will surely take that soul
That devil will surely take your soul
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Passing of the Storm
02:39
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Don't be shy, don't be afraid
This storm will pass to sunny days
I'm sitting alone, watching storms outside
Listening to the thunder like a lull-a-by
The lighting strikes and blinds my eyes
As the rain pours and the wind blows by
I close my eyes asking for better days
Hoping these dreams of mind don't die away
My soul cries wondering how far are they
Until I hear that voice inside saying today is the day
Don't be shy, don't be afraid
This storm will pass to sunny days
Open your eyes to better times
mmmmmm yeah yeah
I look to the mirror and wipe away the rain
Wondering where to find my dreams
Having faith the storm will pass
So don't be shy and don't be afraid
So don’t be shy, don’t be afraid
This storm will pass to sunny days
So don’t be shy, don’t be afraid
As I watch the storm fade, bringing me to a new day
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Escape
02:39
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It always seems these walls are closing in on me, as I sit in this room of mine
My mind projects shadows upon these walls, as the voices become clear in my head
I search for an exit to escape this madness, but my reality presses me in
I search for ways to break my chains, but no matter what I try, I'm filled with this pain
So
Where’s my exit as those walls they close in
Where’s my escape from this life
Where’s my exit as those walls they close in
Where’s my escape to this life
If I could only step outside and feel the world around me and allow my eyes to view the blue skies, then maybe I would feel free
So put away the bottles and stop those lines
What else can I do to feel alive
So
Where’s my exit as those walls they close in
Where’s my escape from this life
Where’s my exit as those walls they close in
Where’s my escape to this life
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Tommy Ray
“I believe my music is my inner voice screaming aloud, expressing my emotion, thoughts and life experiences.” “I like to write what I feel. Throughout those stylistic shifts, my signature rasp, unwavering melody and down-to-business songwriting tethers into the hearts of music fans the world over. My offerings fall under the blanket description of southern-tinged country rock. ... more
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