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Judgement

by Brother Jack

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overture for clarinet and organ 01:09
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apples revised 01:59
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wise men say let your heart be your guide. ever since the beginning when the girl gave the apple to the boy, my guide has always been my stomach. I fill my belly with barrels of beer. ever since the beginning when the girl gave the apple to the boy, I caryy my sin in my stomach. there's a hollow that I can not fill. ever since the beginning when the girl gave the aple to the boy, it's impossible to fill my stomach. the quickest way to a man's heart is through his belly. ever since the beginning when the girl gave the apple to the boy the surest way to hell is through my stomach.
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whiskey bottle 04:07
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It's Friday night, I'm on the hooch again I promised myself I'd stay sober today I put on my cleanest shirt and comb my hair I'm heading out for a couple of beers It's a dollar in the old jukebox Something to occupy my time There's an old whiskey bottle over the fridge That I keep my Jesus in When I'm feeling bad or down on my luck I take a big swig and swallow him up This is my saving grace, it holds me tight When Jesus walked here on earth, he turned water into wine I bet he was a hell of a winemaker, if he was here I'd cry him a great big bucket of tears Like in the Bible I perform a miracle, it's a miracle I got up today at all I'm tired of looking through blood shot windows and trying to cut throught the haze You can throw me out with the old bath water, I ain't no good to anyone anymore Someday, I'll smash that bottle and set my Savior free
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blood of the lamb 04:52
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I had a little lamb, it's fleece was dripping red. The blood of the little lamb filled my supper glass. The blood of the little lamb smeared around the door. What a shame, your son is dead. One summer day it rained and the creek did rise. The water came up and took a little boy. His father paced the banks searching for his son. All the people came, dragged the creek and found his body. There was a girl in the prime of her blushing years. After lunch one day, her heart just stopped. All the doctors said it was something they couldn't explain. All the people cried and her mother just didn't understand. There was a disease we thought was just for old men. It dosn't discriminate, your hair fell out. Your parents watched you suffer and everyone knew the end. All the people prayed for a miracle and you died. The blood of the innocent flows like a mighty river. All the people sang Amazing Grace.
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gone fishin 03:56
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I went down in the cold March water You get a line honey and I'll get a pole We'll go fishing in the old baptizing hole 20 odd years ago somebody died here Preacher dunked him back and forgot to pull him up City officials said they could baptize no more It's a calm, cool, clear night The trees are screaming your name This entire valley is flooded with your blood by your blood with your blood I've seen the pictures of the man you call Christ He's a tall handsome man with baby blue eyes He's much too pretty to save a wretch like me I heard a preacher say that in this life, There are two kinds of people, the have's and have nots Heaven's only for the perfect, worthless be damned It's a calm, cool, clear night The trees are screaming your name This entire valley is flooded with your blood by your blood with your blood I went down in the cold rushing water The river washes my sins away The river carries me away washes me away carries me away
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joel 02:42
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The twister is touching down The ground begins to shake And the water is rising The sky is turning black The stars are all snuffed out And the moon is bleeding I put on my cleanest shirt And I comb my hair Gotta look my best Gotta look good for the end of days Locust have eaten their fill Apples hanging rotten And the fields are on fire Old men will dream their dreams Young men will see visions And your children will prophesy I put on my cleanest shirt And I comb my hair Gotta look my best Gotta look good for the end of days There's a sign by the side of the road It says "Are you ready, The end is near"
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river jordan 03:24
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the state came in 1908 and took my grandpap's farm a handful of losses would surely save the masses he watched his years rot away, he said he didn't need it all anyway wash my feet in the rushing water, crossing the river jordan dust of earth washes down the drain, crossing the river jordan purified, sanctified, and baptized, crossing the river jordan the old man loaded up the boatand waited for the rain a flood leaves behind debris and it carries off the trash water rises and the population is controlled we have frail bones and rotten teeth disease is like water, a flood's an epidemic we're left with scars, scars and purity
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old hymns 04:56
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sitting on a bar stool, in this smokey haze, got a gin and tonic to clear my mind sitting here thinking about the return of Jesus Christ and the way it's all gonna be I ain't no Bible scholar but I read a page or two, he was here once, guess he's coming back soon will it be a big, big bang or soft and gentle like the summertime rain on the old porch roof will I even notice, will I run outside to see Jesus coming down through the clouds he lifts me up, I'm flying high, looking down on all you left below when we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be we'll all be in paradise but some of us more so than others, there's a special place set up for the privileged body and blood of christ, the holy meal, turns into a big fatty steak and 25 year old scotch up there you'll have all them tv preachers who sent us to hell, republican politicians and maybe two or three lucky democrats super rich guys will be there with their super skinny wives and the guys who were the stars of my high school I might be in there somewhere but I got to work harder than them, make sure my appetites don't get the best of me I'll be there with my hobo brothers and all my dirty derelict friends we'll be sitting around feasting, we'll be praising the Lord the best we know how, like the bible says blessed are the poor blessed are the weak, blessed are the humble, and blessed are the kicked around and beat up blessed are the spit upon and blessed are the drunk, the dirty, the worthless, and blessed are the lonely we'll be there singing our drunken hobo praises, we'll be happy just to be somewhere other than here
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top of the hill 05:00
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the men work the forest, the lumber is cut the nails are pounded, the platform is raised up on the hilltop, you can see the world up on the hillside, you can see it all up on the platform, construction has begun it must be sturdy, the braces are strong there's a single beam pointed to the sky, from which a rope will hang there's a stiff rope hanging in the wind, from which I will hang when I die, I'll stand before the throne, the book is opened, it's judgment day when I die, there's no going back, rewards and punishments, there's hell to pay when I die, I will be measured, my life will be weighed, it's judgment day a knife in the back, of someone I loved I put on a clean shirt and destroy the evidence the hounds tracked me down, you can run but you can't hide the judge said, "son, with a crime like this, someone's got to pay "no one else is gonna step up and take your place" "for what it's worth son, right or wrong, you're gonna hang, that is my judgment" the trap door opens, the moment has come I can feel the dry air hit me in the face the rope goestight and my body jerks I can feel my eyes bulge, I'm choking on my tongue sucking for air, I'm fighting for air, breathing is the only thing the crowd cheers, how many times will I bounce 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 when I die, I'll stand before the throne, the book is opened, it's judgment day
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lullaby number 2 01:36
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released February 6, 2010

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Brother Jack Altoona, Pennsylvania

Brother Jack gleans inspiration from old fashioned gospel music, foot-stomping drinking songs, and long winded storytellers. He has a love for words, both written and sung. If you like weird folk music and storytelling, check out Brother Jack!

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