| The End | |||
| Author: | Ryan Adams / Panes | ||
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Official Appearance: |
Jacksonville City Nights -- Ryan Adams & The Cardinals | ||
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Unofficial Appearance: |
N/A | ||
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Played Live: |
04/22/05 | 02/14/06 | 01/18/07 |
| 04/27/05 | 02/15/06 | 06/29/07 | |
| 04/28/05 | 02/17/06 | 07/14/07 | |
| 05/01/05 | 02/20/06 | 07/21/07 | |
| 05/04/05 | 02/21/06 | 07/23/07 | |
| 05/06/05 | 02/24/06 | 07/29/07 | |
| 05/07/05 | 04/23/06 | 08/15/07 | |
| 05/09/05 | 04/24/06 | 08/20/07 | |
| 05/11/05 | 07/20/06 | 08/24/07 | |
| 05/13/05 | 07/21/06 | 09/13/07 | |
| 05/14/05 | 07/22/06 | 09/16/07 | |
| 05/16/05 | 07/23/06 | 09/27/07 | |
| 05/17/05 | 07/25/06 | 09/28/07 | |
| 05/20/05 | 07/27/06 | ||
| 05/21/05 | 07/28/06 | ||
| 06/05/05 | 07/29/06 | ||
| 06/07/05 | 08/01/06 | ||
| 06/08/05 | 08/02/06 | ||
| 06/11/05 | 08/03/06 | ||
| 06/15/05 | 09/08/06 | ||
| 06/16/05 | 09/09/06 | ||
| 06/17/05 | 09/10/06 | ||
| 07/23/05 | 09/17/06 | ||
| 07/26/05 | 09/19/06 | ||
| 07/27/05 | 09/21/06 | ||
| 07/30/05 | 09/22/06 | ||
| 08/05/05 | 09/24/06 | ||
| 08/07/05 | 09/25/06 | ||
| 08/09/05 | 09/27/06 | ||
| 09/18/05 | 09/28/06 | ||
| 10/20/05 | 09/30/06 | ||
| 11/16/05 | 10/03/06 | ||
| 11/18/05 | 10/05/06 | ||
| 10/06/06 | |||
| 10/07/06 | |||
| 10/09/06 | |||
| 10/10/06 | |||
| 10/11/06 | |||
| 10/13/06 | |||
| 10/14/06 | |||
| 10/16/06 | |||
| 10/21/06 | |||
| 10/22/06 | |||
| 10/23/06 | |||
| 10/24/06 | |||
| 12/04/06 | |||
| Lyrics: | I don't know the sound of my father's voice | ||
| I don't even know how he says my name | |||
| But it plays out like a song on a jukebox in a bar | |||
| In the back of my head | |||
| Till its worrying machine | |||
| And in the cotton fields by the house where I was born | |||
| The leaves burn like effigies of my kin | |||
| And the trains run like snakes | |||
| Through the Pentecostal pines | |||
| Filled up with cotton and dime store gin | |||
| Oh Jacksonville, how you burden my soul | |||
| How you hold all my dreams captive | |||
| Jacksonville, how you play with my mind | |||
| How my heart goes bad | |||
| Suffocating on the pines in Jacksonville | |||
| The end, the end, the end | |||
| All the cars are lined up on a Saturday night | |||
| With a sky full of nothing but moon | |||
| And I lose my reflection in a bottle of wine | |||
| Till the morning comes down | |||
| And I ain't nothing but blue (you) | |||
| At the diner in the morning for a plate of eggs | |||
| The waitress tries to give me change, I say | |||
| "Nah its cool. you just keep it" | |||
| I read up my news | |||
| I start thinking about her | |||
| And I wonder if anybody here besides me | |||
| Has got any decent secrets | |||
| Oh Jacksonville, how you burden my soul | |||
| How you hold all my dreams captive | |||
| Jackson-Hell, how you play with my mind | |||
| How my heart goes bad suffocating on the pines | |||
| In Jacksonville | |||
| The end, the end, the end | |||
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