Fanmix: Swing A Little
Oct. 21st, 2012 02:41 am1. The Boxer - Mumford&Sons feat. Jerry Douglas
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminder
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame
"I am leaving I am leaving," but the fighter still remains
2. No Rest For The Wicked - Cage the Elephant
Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free
Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
There ain't nothing in this world for free
3. Devil's Dance Floor - Flogging Molly
Pressed against her face, I could feel her insecurity
Her mother'd been a drunk and her father was obscurity
But nothin' ever came from a life that was a simple one
So pull yourself together girl, and have a little fun
4. Hunger Child Blues - Townes Van Zandt
Take your armies, take them from my door
Your battle's built on doom
Your standards all lie shattered now
'Neath the portals of my room
And the walls they sing my name
Take your armies, take them from my door
Your battle's built on doom
Your standards all lie shattered now
'Neath the portals of my room
And the walls they sing my name
5. Little Lion Man - Mumford&Sons
Tremble for yourself, my man
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man
You'll never settle any of your scores
6. Fire - Noah Gunderson
Hey
I am looking for freedom
In the wild eyes of the dancing girls
Hey
I am looking for freedom
In the open arms of America
Hey
I am looking for freedom
In the wild eyes of the dancing girls
Hey
I am looking for freedom
In the open arms of America
7. Hoireann O - Capercaillie
I found the brown-haired girl still in bed
I folded her in my own plaid
And vowed that she need fear no harm
That I would give her to her own mother
8. The Hands That Built America- U2
Oh my love, it's a long way we've come
From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons
From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky
From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye
Oh my love, it's a long way we've come
From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons
From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky
From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye
