(lively music) - [Announcer] From the WTVP Studios in the Warehouse District and the Corner of Entertainment, this is State & Water.

Tonight, Elliot Sedgwick and the Moonshine Pioneers, featuring Elliot Sedgwick, Eric Nelson, Larry Wigand, Mark Killion, Dave Davenport, and Pink Bob.

(bluesy rock music) ♪ There's a rhythm people say ♪ ♪ You can feel it on the East Side ♪ ♪ Something warm about feeling on the inside ♪ ♪ Well, it's soul, rhythm and blues, ♪ ♪ A little rock and roll ♪ ♪ It don't matter who you are, ♪ ♪ What kind of flavor ♪ ♪ It's a fine wine shake of the hand ♪ ♪ I'll see you later ♪ ♪ Now pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Smoke on the ceiling and some shivers on the floor ♪ ♪ It's the feeling I get when I look down the sight ♪ ♪ Right feels wrong ♪ ♪ Wrong feels right ♪ ♪ So pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Well, he ain't dead yet ♪ ♪ Well, now pour me a glass of that rock and roll ♪ (bluesy rock music) ♪ Well, there's a dress code ♪ ♪ When you're living on the East Side ♪ ♪ Hell, you look like you met up ♪ ♪ With a body and a smooth stride ♪ ♪ It don't matter who you are ♪ ♪ What trade or color ♪ ♪ It's a fine wine tip of the hat ♪ ♪ We're all brothers ♪ ♪ Now, pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Smoke on the ceiling, got some shivers on the floor ♪ ♪ Yes, it's the feeling I get ♪ ♪ When I look down the sight ♪ ♪ Right feels wrong ♪ ♪ Wrong feels right ♪ ♪ So pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Yeah, he ain't dead yet ♪ ♪ Now, pour me a glass of that rock and roll ♪ ♪ Break it down ♪ (guitar solo) ♪ Pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Smoke on the ceiling, got some shivers on the floor ♪ ♪ It's a feeling I get when I look down the sight ♪ ♪ Right feels wrong ♪ ♪ Wrong feels right ♪ ♪ Pour me a glass of that soul ♪ ♪ Yeah, we ain't dead yet ♪ ♪ Well, now pour me a glass of that rock and roll ♪ (bluesy rock music) (soft intro music) ♪ I've seen heaven through hell ♪ ♪ Empty bottles and broke down hotels ♪ ♪ My hands turned yellow from too many smokes ♪ ♪ I've gone the five spot, spent it all on dope ♪ ♪ For an hour in heaven alone ♪ ♪ Just those few minutes I let my life go ♪ ♪ And I cry for a while ♪ ♪ Didn't feel a damn thing ♪ ♪ Some called it torture ♪ ♪ Well, I called it relief ♪ ♪ I've seen beauty and hate ♪ ♪ I left a woman that always worked late ♪ ♪ And my hands and eyes tired from too many fights ♪ ♪ So I packed my things up and left out that night ♪ ♪ For a few weeks in heaven alone ♪ ♪ I drank through four states just to let my life go ♪ ♪ And I cried for a while ♪ ♪ But then I drank some more ♪ ♪ She called it torture ♪ ♪ Well, I called it relief ♪ (soft music) ♪ It's been eight years in heaven on the road ♪ ♪ I get drunk every night after every great show ♪ ♪ And I write for a while ♪ ♪ And sit back in wonder ♪ ♪ Why some call this bullshit ♪ ♪ Well, I call it relief ♪ ♪ Oh, I call it relief ♪ ♪ Yeah, I call it relief ♪ ♪ Oh, I call it relief ♪ (guitar solo) ♪ Call it relief ♪ ♪ Hell, I call it relief ♪ ♪ Oh, I call it relief ♪ ♪ Yeah, I call it relief ♪ (soft, ethereal intro music) (rock music) ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ There's 100,000 faces that we haven't yet met ♪ ♪ We've got some shoes to fill ♪ ♪ Though my daddy left me nothing ♪ ♪ But a (mumbles) bill ♪ ♪ No, we aint' done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ Well, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ Thought of shutting this thing down ♪ ♪ After 7,000 gigs in 700 towns ♪ ♪ It never paid too much ♪ ♪ We made a couple hundred dollars ♪ ♪ And a couple hundred bucks ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ No, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ (vocalizing) (rock music) ♪ I been angry before ♪ ♪ And I hated on the privileged ♪ ♪ While working for the door ♪ ♪ I learned to shut my face ♪ ♪ Now we're only getting better ♪ ♪ 'Cause we're running our own race ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ No, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ (vocalizing) ♪ The dime that I had wasn't plain ♪ ♪ And the love that I came wasn't fair ♪ ♪ I can look at my son, tell him I did my best ♪ ♪ I think he'll have a pretty good year ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ I ain't done yet ♪ ♪ I ain't done ♪ (rock music) ♪ Yeah, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ No, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ Yeah, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ ♪ Oh, we ain't done yet ♪ ♪ We ain't done yet ♪ (vocalizing) (rock music) (rock intro music) ♪ There's a For Sale sign ♪ ♪ On this heart of mine ♪ ♪ Lately I believe it's been sold ♪ ♪ With your quiet eyes ♪ ♪ You take my mind aside ♪ ♪ I'll say, damn ♪ ♪ You can have and you can hold me ♪ ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ ♪ I'm a drinker in my prime ♪ ♪ I work all the damn time ♪ ♪ And I fight 'cause I have to ♪ ♪ I'm no dream of a man ♪ ♪ There's things that I can't stand ♪ ♪ All I own are these calloused old hands ♪ ♪ You can have and you can hold me ♪ ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ ♪ On this road of broken dreams ♪ ♪ Sang songs for broken screams ♪ ♪ Each time I play I take my chances ♪ ♪ But I think you ought to know ♪ ♪ My life ain't all a show ♪ ♪ Each new song I write I mend my fences ♪ ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ ♪ I'm a drinker in my prime ♪ ♪ I work all the damn time ♪ ♪ And I fight 'cause I have to ♪ ♪ I'm no dream of a man ♪ ♪ There's things that I can't stand ♪ ♪ All I own are these calloused old hands ♪ ♪ You can have and you can hold me ♪ ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ ♪ And when I wait ♪ ♪ I hope you're standing there ♪ ♪ I'll grab you with my worn out hands ♪ ♪ And have you anywhere ♪ ♪ I may bleed my every ounce of soul ♪ ♪ I never thought I'd feel this way again ♪ (guitar solo) ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ ♪ I'm a drinker in my prime ♪ ♪ I work all the damn time ♪ ♪ And I fight 'cause I have to ♪ ♪ I'm no dream of a man ♪ ♪ There's things that I can't stand ♪ ♪ All I own are these calloused old hands ♪ ♪ You can have and you can hold me ♪ ♪ I'm a little rough sometimes ♪ (guitar solo) (sly, bouncy intro music) ♪ There's a town where I was raised ♪ ♪ I used to walk these streets ♪ ♪ See my name on that storefront glass ♪ ♪ It ain't hard to believe ♪ ♪ That I'm still the same ♪ ♪ Oh man, I'm still the same ♪ ♪ You can hear these people talk ♪ ♪ From a town 10 miles away ♪ ♪ If you listen hard enough ♪ ♪ Man, you can ever hear 'em pray ♪ ♪ But they're still the same ♪ ♪ Oh man, they're still the same ♪ ♪ We're tearing these old buildings down ♪ ♪ And we made history in this town ♪ ♪ It's making all the veterans frown ♪ ♪ It's a balanced day thing today ♪ ♪ Not yesterday ♪ ♪ Fell in love on my mama's front porch swing ♪ ♪ With a girl Daddy said was all the wrong things ♪ ♪ Now she's got two kids and no wedding ring ♪ ♪ But she's lookin' pretty fine ♪ ♪ Got myself a sleek car all right ♪ ♪ Touchdown, score, fumble recovered ♪ ♪ I forgot what baby discovered ♪ ♪ When they heard me play guitar ♪ ♪ But I'm still the same ♪ ♪ Oh man, I'm still the same ♪ ♪ And we're tearing these old buildings down ♪ ♪ Well, we made history in this town ♪ ♪ And it's making all the veterans frown ♪ ♪ It's a balanced day thing today ♪ ♪ Not yesterday ♪ ♪ And these street lights are dimming ♪ ♪ Main Street has given a little ♪ ♪ It's hard to make a living ♪ ♪ When you ain't got a million bucks ♪ ♪ And I'm tearing these old buildings down ♪ ♪ We made history in this town ♪ ♪ And it's a making all the veterans frown ♪ ♪ It's a balanced day thing today ♪ ♪ Not yesterday ♪ ♪ Here's the town where I was raised ♪ ♪ And I used to walk these streets ♪ ♪ See my name on that storefront glass ♪ ♪ It's still in that old trophy case ♪ ♪ But I'm still the same ♪ ♪ Oh hell, I'm still the same ♪ One, two, three!

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