"Last Man Standing" by Danny Schmidt - Set 1 / Song 6 from Artichoke Music

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  • Опубликовано: 5 окт 2024
  • These songs are from a live solo Danny Schmidt concert at Artichoke Music in Portland, OR in mid-2023. See the full setlist below. Enjoy!
    Set One:
    1. Words Are Hooks
    2. 2020 Vision
    3. A Prayer For The Sane
    4. Bank Robber's Lament
    5. Midsummer Hail Storm
    6. Last Man Standing
    7. Firestorm
    8. Standard Deviation
    9. Stained Glass
    Set Two:
    1. Paper Cranes
    2. Just Wait Til They See You
    3. The Thing About Motherfuckers
    4. Swing Me Down
    5. This Too Shall Pass
    6. Company Of Friends
    7. Faith Will Always Rise
    8. Cleopatra
    Thank you to Artichoke Music for simulcasting the concert online and for making the videos available. Artichoke one of the great intimate singer/songwriter venues in the country.
    For more info about Danny's music, please visit:
    www.dannyschmi...
    For more info about Artichoke Music, please visit:
    www.artichokem...
    LYRICS:
    Brand new bottle but the same old cup
    I’ll be the last man standing when the sun comes up
    Brand new promise to the same old gal
    I’ll be the last man dancing when the sun goes down
    I’d pray the lord my soul to keep
    But my soul don’t need much sleep
    Brand new shovel but the same old hole
    I’ll be the last man digging when the boys go home
    Brand new blister but the same old hands
    I’ll be the last man begging when the work day ends
    I’d pray the lord my soul to save
    But the lord’s out saving face
    Brand new fingers but the same old pie
    I’ll be the last man kneeling when the king rides by
    With a brand new banner but the same old crown
    I’ll be the last man laughing when the axe comes down
    I’d pray the lord my soul to bring
    But the lord can kiss my ring
    One good woman, one good night
    And one soft place to fall
    One good reason or one good lie
    To raise my head . . .
    To raise my head at all
    Brand new bottom but the same way down
    Ain’t no good sorrow that a man can drown
    Brand new wagon but the same old ride
    Ain’t no good beating that a man can hide
    I’d pray the lord my soul to take
    But I’ll take my own . . .
    I’ll make my own . . .
    And I’ll claim my own mistakes
    Brand new bottle but the same old cup
    I’ll be the last man standing when the sun comes up

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