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Songs of Wanderlust

by The Ram

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Motor Kine 05:38
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Dusty roads through the canyon gorge Like a bullet baby how we run Steer me babe with a gentle hand On into that old boy sun I am your Motor Kine I know you've seen me riding Greased back I shine like lighting Leg up mamma and take a ride Dusty roads through the canyon gorge Like a bullet baby how we run Steer me babe with a gentle hand On into that old boy sun Your desert is of the rarest beauty I've never seen the like Your sands they give me my water Your sun keeps me alive Race down the pacific ocean Run down those Mexico sands Just for nothing babe, just cause I want to Gonna fly all across these lands Motor Kine don't take low octane Get yourself out and buy me some premium fuel Motor Kine don't run on that cheap stuff Ease your hand mamma, keep me cool Race down the pacific ocean Run down those Mexico sands Just for nothing babe, just cause I want to Gonna fly all across these lands
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Do It Right 06:06
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Ummm, that's what I'm talking about Get after the sun, get after the sun Get after the sun, get after the sun Get after it, get, get after it Get after it, get, get after it Get after it, get, get after it No sight of the man on the interstate Spent a mess of time truckin' on the road today I got a one-way ticket babe, the diesel down And I'm blowing off some doors as I pass each town As I pass each town, as I pass each town As I pass each town, laying that diesel down Going down, down, going down Let me tell you If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your little woman, baby treat her right If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your little woman, treat her right Shore as you're born Let me tell you Get after it, get, get after it Get after it, get, get after it Get after it, get, get after it Like a shotgun kick, I move as fast as I can Yes that's the signature style of a do right man I know every action means the word to you That's why I'm trucking this load to bring the goods to you Bring the goods to you, bring the goods to you Bring the goods to you, baby bring the good to you If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your little woman, baby treat her right If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your sweetheart, treat her right Bring it down, baby Down, down, down Down, down, down Bring it down Well, it's late at night, but I need to know Just what kind of love you've just a got in store I know outside is just a drizzling rain So won't you start a fire in that hearth again In your hearth again, in your hearth again In your hearth again, light a fire in your hearth again I say yeah, I say yeah If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your little woman, baby treat her right If you're gonna do it, do it right Grab your little woman, treat her right Get down, do it right
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It's a Saturday Night 04:13
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Out of bed in the evening Just as city folks are leaving See 'em heading back home from their nine to five My pretty baby says Why you always got to tease me Always in the mood afternoon delight (Get up and get over here) Steam from the shower Brings me back to my senses I take a deep breath and open my eyes She's got me feeling so good Just like a man on a mission Livin' every single day like it's a Saturday night Every single day, every single day Every single day like it's a Saturday night Nights like these Are one in a million Doesn't have to end, we can watch the sunrise I just want to say Thank you and I love you Always make me feel so so good inside (So good inside) What's your pleasure On this finest evening Tell me your dreams, we can bring them to life You've got me feeling so good Just like a man on a mission Livin' every single day like it's a Saturday night Every single day, every single day Every single day like it's a Saturday night Like everything that's good This must come to an ending Leaving everything I've got up on this stage tonight When the lights come back on Party people take their leave and I hope you make it home safely and satisfied I want to say it once again Thank you and I love you Always make me feel so so good inside You've got me feeling so good Just like a man on a mission Livin' every single day like it's a Saturday night Every single day, every single day Every single day like it's a Saturday night
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New Day Dawn 08:06
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Ain't no right ain't no wrong When you sit and watch a new day dawn Ain't no wrong ain't no right Been sittin' since the dark of night Walked myself to the edge of town Made damn sure no one follow me down Yes and to keep myself a little company Well I got a little hipper from the whiskey family But it don't No it don't Yes it don't Matter much now anyway All alone All alone One and only Let me get my thinking straight Just cut the cable and the TV screen Just a rabid dog barking back at me So many voices chiming through my head Can't put a face to all the words just said Get more listening to the wind and rain Or the rumble of a diesel train Cause a mans a man, a fact's a fact Those are lies and we can't be lied to like that But it don't No it don't Yes it don't Matter much now anyway All alone All alone One and only Let me get my thinking straight Can't tell a lie through a song Expect folks to listen all that long Guitar note catch a breeze and off it goes Who's going to catch them I don't know Over top a voice gonna hit that note You know it's coming from a bluesman's throat Thats my version of a TV screen You see it doesn't have to be all obscene But it don't No it don't Yes it don't Matter much now anyway All alone All alone One and only Let me get my thinking straight
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Cut Loose 04:31
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She always loved him without question Cut him loose for him to find his way Everything inside, the good in his life The part of her that's still alive today Her love built an institution Her touch was just a healing hand of grace When he's looking for a just a little inspiration All he had to do is say her name Ain't no use in talking When you know what you gotta do Talking is procrastination Just kick on back and cut loose Ain't no use in talking When you know what you gotta do Talking is procrastination Got to kick on back and cut loose He set out for the Pacific Ocean Nothing gonna get in his way So excited about the destination He forgot about the one that stayed He'd always thought she'd live forever Kept him working towards a better place Everything done with the sole intention To share with her, then the news came Ain't no use in talking When you know what you gotta do Talking is procrastination Got to kick on back and cut loose Ain't no use in talking When you know what you gotta do Talking is procrastination You got to kick on back and cut loose Oh Lord, cut loose, cut loose It's been so many years He lost count some time ago All the faces and places Melt like a new snow Been away from town for so many years They hardly recognized his face So take him back down Mississippi River Back on down, to his mamma's place Ain't no use in talking When you know what you gotta do Talking is procrastination Got to kick on back and cut loose
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Ragtop Car 07:37
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Some say that the love of the wanderlust Is just a life that won't amount to much A man born with rambling shoes Is just another man born to loose I want to set the record straight Before I hit the road today Got a ragtop car Enough gas to take us far Enough away Because I plan to drive all day When the evening comes We'll be like loaded guns Out in the night Shooting stars out the sky, baby When the blue sky's lost in a concrete maze I get the feeling, I wanna get lost for days Lace up my rambling shoes Get a chance to beat the 3rd street blues Race up the Taconic Parkway Drive until the break of day Got a ragtop car Enough gas to take us far Enough away Because I plan to drive all day When the evening comes We'll be like loaded guns Out in the night Shooting stars out the sky, baby I got myself a roadie in my hand Talking a cool Pabst Blue Ribbon in a can I'm not trying to be tough Just priming up the motor of love Gotta loosen up Here come my baby just a strutting that stuff She got a ragtop car Enough gas to take us far Enough away Because I plan to drive all day When the evening comes We'll be like loaded guns Out in the night Shooting stars out the sky, baby
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Outside the City 03:12
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About an hour, hour outside the city You can start, start to hear the countryside Sounds nothing like guns, let me tell you son Sounds just like a beautiful woman crying Yeah baby if you listen, listen closely Can't you hear, can't you hear the tears flowing from her eyes Like a rain it keep on, keep on, keep on blowing Just blowing, blowing down the mountain side When she comes to embrace you Got to heed, heed that call son If you try to ignore it Deep down, it's going to burn you up Life will never ever quite be the same When you learn to hear the wind call your name Beck and call to you And your heart Lord, tells you, the winds speaks the gospel truth Yes your heart tells you, the winds speaks the gospel truth

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In the 1970s roaming on a bike was one of the expressions of freedom which came to define our generation. I knew all the unpaved roads around the rural Pennsylvania family farm, like the back of my hand. I had a motorcycle without the motor, a steel precursor to the mountain bike (not invented till the 80s) which I rode everywhere. Even though that thing was heavy AF, movement preceded all else. I had to get out of the house, or else I would be put to work. In the evenings, I’d look out the window wondering where the car that came by every hour or so was heading. Anywhere but here. Even today when I visit my childhood home, the walls seem to close in. Claustrophobia.
My wanderlust sometimes pits me against myself, due to the fact that I love my extended family. I’m close with my siblings, and was raised with plenty of love to spare. How can a house make you feel one way, while the people that live in the house make you feel the size of a vast ocean? Everything I have is thanks to my family. Still to this day, any prolonged time away from my home or siblings, I’m hit with profound homesickness. Perhaps I don’t need to make sense of the two opposing forces inside me that fight for my attention.

Home feels good, it’s a feeling you can bathe in. When away, I'm reminded of my huge communal family, of all my heroes that are now gone, and what I’ve chosen to leave behind, but nothing ever gets left behind.

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released October 20, 2023

Mark "The Ram" O'Donnell is an independent American composer, producer, filmmaker, multi-instrumental performer, designer, and visual artist based out of Carlsbad, California. He performs original, surf-inspired rock-and-roll music all over the West Coast.

For more information about the Ram and his music, go to www.TheRamMusic.com

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The Ram is a traveling singer-songwriter based out of North County San Diego, CA. Part of traveling means we play with musicians from all walks of life and exposure to all sorts of different genres, styles, and instrumentation. It's the pure freedom a songwriter needs to pivot, working with a collective of musical talent as opposed to managing a working band in a specific genre or class of music. ... more

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