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Music brings me to a moment of relief. When I listen to someone singing about how I'm feeling, I know myself better. Voice, words and melody move me to the right spot. What a simple and momentous prescription. My hope is that these songs move you to a good place. I created them for you.
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Free MP3 of Carolyn covering "Gold Dust Woman" live at a recent performance. Daniel Wachinski accompanies her on guitar and harmonies.
Carolyn Hudson performs the title track to her album "Living
in My Skin" at Roseland Ballroom in August 2004 in New York
City to a crowd of nearly 1,000.
Track List
 01 | I Don’t Ask Why | Lyrics |  play (full song, 5MB) |
| 02 | You Have No Idea | Lyrics | |
| 03 | Patiently for Roses | Lyrics | play (clip, 1MB) |
| 04 | Which One is She | Lyrics | play (full song, 6MB) |
| 05 | Dorothy | Lyrics | play (full song, 6MB) |
| 06 | It Doesn’t Count | Lyrics | |
| 07 | Waiting for the Light to Change | Lyrics | play (full song, 5MB) |
| 08 | Wraparound Soul | Lyrics | play (clip, 1MB) |
| 09 | My Old Tricks | Lyrics | |
| 10 | Living in My Skin | Lyrics | play (clip, 1MB) |
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| And in the beginning, there were not songs. There were only...Demos. Tunes in their infancy but with the right stuff to grow up and thrive on the album. When you download these bonus tracks, you can pretend you were in my living room three years ago with me and my collaborator Tony when we first created "Which One is She?" and "Dorothy." Unpolished. Unproduced. I wanted to share with you how a song is born. |
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| Which One is She? play Dorothy play |
Lyrics
| 01 |  | I Don’t Ask Why top |  |
I love you more today
Than yesterday
I love you more today
Than yesterday
I love you more today
Than yesterday
I love you more today
Than yesterday
I don’t ask why
I don’t ask why
I don’t ask why
Lord only knows
I love you
I live you
I breathe you in
Undress me
Please take me away
Take me away
I’m flying high
I’m flying with you
I’m flying high
I’m flying with you
I don’t ask why
I don’t ask why
I don’t ask why
Lord only knows |
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| 02 |  | You Have No Idea top |  |
Wake up baby
Open your eyes
Can’t you see me?
Don’t you realize
I’m not the kind of girl
Who has the snake tattoo?
No, I’m not the kind
Or maybe I do
You think you know me
Look closer
Once I wondered but now I know
You have no idea
Some days I’m a goddess
Feeling brave and bold
Some days I’m a child
I want you to hold
You only believe
Just what you see
On the outside
Of someone like me
You think you know me
Look closer
Once I wondered but now I know
You have no idea |
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| 03 |  | Patiently for Roses top |  |
You like me vaguely
From far away, dusty and weak
Like an old chair in a chapel on a hill
You love me lightly, so politely
You turn me pink
When I want to burn brightly
You kiss me slightly, sweetly, neatly
You whisper when I want you to wail
I’m waiting, I’m waiting, waiting, I’m waiting
Patiently for roses
I open my mouth
You taste me faintly with your lips
I wanna feel your hands
You touch me with your fingertips
You leave me shaking, aching for you
To push me out of my skin
I love you sharply, fiercely, inarguably
In an uncivilized way
You hint, you hide, you inch, you sigh
You heal me when I want you to cut
I’m waiting, I’m waiting
Patiently for roses
I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
I open my mouth
You taste me faintly with your lips
I wanna feel your hands
You touch me with your fingertips
Were you listening? |
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| 04 |  | Which One is She top |  |
It’s the day after
He’s alone
He looks at the empty bed
He calls home
“She left me dad,” he says, “She left me.”
“Left the ring on the kitchen table
And caught a plane to New York City.”
And he’s trying not to cry
Until later when he can
He tells the story
On the phone, man to man
And his Tallahassee dad clears his throat
And lights a smoke and he says,
“Only freaks and weirdos move to New York City son,”
he says, “Which one is she?”
Only freaks and weirdos
He laughs a little. He says,
“You’re right, she’s crazy.
Moving way up there.”
But he wonders if it’s true.
Is she thinking of you?
Southern boy in the city
Who could make it there too?
And his Tallahassee dad clears his throat
And lights a smoke and he says,
“Only freaks and weirdos move to New York City son,”
he says, “Which one is she?”
And his dad says, “Never knew her well enough
And this is just a guess but she seemed
Mighty independent son and don’t you want a girl
A little less, a little less, a little…less?” |
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| 05 |  | Dorothy top |  |
What city do the free souls live in?
What language do they speak?
Cause I can’t find a single voice
That’s not angry, scared or weak
What land do light hearts live in?
What emotions do they feel?
Where’s my one great love,
Someone brave and real?
I’m clicking my heels
I’m making a wish
To get to no place like home
Where I don’t feel so alone
What world do honest lives live in?
Where is it? What do they know?
My skin’s too tight for my soul
My skin’s not right for my soul
If I take the road not many travel
Will I die without a child?
All I see are dead men walking
For miles and miles and miles
I’m clicking my heels
I’m making a wish
To get to no place like home
Where I don’t feel so alone |
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| 06 |  | It Doesn’t Count top |  |
Been a long time, it’s been a long time
If the wrong one calls you, it doesn’t count
It’s been a long time
Today I woke up and found
I’m drinking with the wrong friends in the wrong town
And I’m feeling down
Been a long time since I heard you’re beautiful
Been a long time since I heard you’re beautiful
If the wrong one tells you, it doesn’t count
It’s been a long time
Today I woke up and found
I’m sleeping with the wrong boy on the wrong night
And it ‘ain’t right
Been a long time since I heard you’re beautiful
Been a long time since I heard you’re beautiful
If the wrong one tells you, it doesn’t count
It’s been a long time
Been a long time since a lover called me sunshine
Been a long time since a lover called me sunshine
If the wrong one calls you, it doesn’t count
Been a long time
Today I wake up and find
All that mattered to me I left behind
But I’m doing fine
It’s been a long time
If the wrong one calls you, it doesn’t count
It’s been a long time
It doesn’t count if you tell me that I’m beautiful
It doesn’t count if you tell me that I’m beautiful
Ooh, and I’m trying to make it right
I’m trying to sleep through the night
It’s been a long time |
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| 07 |  | Waiting for the Light to Change top |  |
When everything’s going well
I get uneasy
Doors open wide
Yeah, uneasy
When everything’s going well
I get uneasy
Dreams come true
Yeah, I’m uneasy
Waiting for the light to change
And when it’s yellow, I feel good
I’m waiting for the light to change
And when it’s red, I feel good
But when it’s green I get uneasy
Green light gets me uneasy
When I let go I get uneasy
When everything’s going wrong
Down, spiraling
I get strangely satisfied
At least I know where to begin
Give me trouble, give me rain
You know I’m not surprised
But baby when it’s all good
You know I’m terrified
What if it’s easy?
Can I let it be?
Am I strong enough to live happily? |
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| 08 |  | Wraparound Soul top |  |
He’s a small man
Building cages
Drop the key
That opens where she wants to be
She’s aching and she’s looking
For something up in the sky
He knows she’s always looking away
But he doesn’t know why
He wraps around her,
He crawls inside her, holds her down
I can never be free, I can’t breathe
In his wraparound soul
He clips her wings
And braids the feathers into her hair
She wants to fly now
She wants to pull herself clear
She’s living under cover
In his box of tight ideas
She’s living low with a small man
Underneath his fears
He wraps around her,
He crawls inside her, he holds her down
I can never be free, I can’t breathe
In his wraparound soul
She’s gonna claim the key
She’s gonna to free the flower
She’s gonna to break his box
Don’t wait another hour, don’t wait
Got to let this light shine
Got to let this light shine
He won’t let it shine
I got to let it shine |
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| 09 |  | My Old Tricks top |  |
My old tricks
Don’t work anymore
I’m always out on the town
Won’t come home until four
And I may kiss him
Dance with her
And love you
But my old tricks
Don’t work anymore
My head is throbbing
Your heart’s pounding
And you’re gone
How can I breathe in this silence?
Where’s the noise and
Where’s the crowd?
And I may kiss him
Dance with her
And love you
But my old tricks
Don’t work anymore
I’m getting older
Older, oh and bored
Waiting for something to change me
Someone to rearrange me
Until then, I’ll get by
On my prayers and my charm
My old tricks
Don’t work anymore
And I may kiss him
Dance with her
And love you
But my old tricks
Don’t work anymore |
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| 10 |  | Living in My Skin top |  |
Can’t think clearly baby
Can’t think these days
I don’t have answers
I don’t know the way
Can’t talk clearly baby
No one knows what I mean
Words whirl around
Like sounds in a dream
The only thing I know is
I’m living in my skin
I can feel you clearly baby
Since I let you in
I can’t see clearly baby
Your light is blinding me
My eyes may be closed
But my heart alone, it sees
I can’t figure out the plot
I can’t talk about the plan
But I can sense what I got
Ooh, I know who I am
The only thing I know is
I’m living in my skin
I can feel you clearly baby
Since I let you in
Take me tonight
Yes, I surrender
Skin, bones and light
My eyes may be closed
But my heart alone, it sees |
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