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I guess, I tried to show you how
I'd take the crowd with my guitar
And business men would clap their hands
And clip another fat cigarAnd publishers would spread the news
And print my music far and wide
All the kids who played the blues
Would learn my licks with a bottle neck slideBut now it seems the bubble's burst
'Though you know there was a time
When love songs gathered in my head
With poetry in every lineAnd strong men strove to hold the doors
While with my friends I passed that age
People stomped on dirty floors
Before I trod the rock 'n' roll stageThank the man, who's on the 'phone
If he has the time to spend
The problem I'll explain once more
And indicate a sum to lendTen percent is now a joke
Maybe thirty, even thirty-five
I'll say, my daddy's had a stroke

He'd have one now, if he only was aliveI like the way you look at me
You're laughin' too down there inside
I took my chance and you took yours
You crewed my ship, we missed the tideI like the way the music goes
There's a few good guys who can play it right
I like the way it moves my toes
Say when you want to go and dance all night

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There are three bands with the name Resonator 1)
Resonator has untied the anchor and thrown it overboard! Letting this vessel travel and sway on wind and wave...Rock and Roll un-smothered by the smoke of burning cash and hipster trash with feedback as bright as flames. We are Trevor Cole (bass), Larry Dolan (guitar) and Mikey Lemieux (drums). Our music is kinship and collaborative expression. We strive to convey our understanding of the world around us in language that is our own, but understandable to anyone willing to listen. We are burning fields and North Country winters.

Read more about Resonator on Last.fm.


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