1. |
One Kind of Blues
02:04
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Sometimes I get lonesome
think I'll call you on the phone
but talking to you doesn't make me feel
any less far away from home
But what's home if you don't live there anymore?
What's beauty you don't see?
Sometimes I get lonesome honey
and it gets the best of me
Sometimes when I'm lonesome
I go out walking on my own
hear the wind whip through the tree line
it echoes of a natural tune
But what's that song if you don't listen?
What's beauty you don't ever get to see?
Sometimes I get lonesome honey
and it gets the best of me
There's only one kind of blues
There's only one kind of blues
There's only one kind
it comes on inside
and feels like nothing you can do
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2. |
Anno Ratti
04:12
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New strings on a cheap guitar
getting loose, playing hard
nothing feels as good as rock and roll
'hail hail rock and roll'
Everybody was at the bar
nobody paid the cover charge
everything is free when you're young
'may you be forever young'
Why'd they have to drive on the wrong side of that road?
How come the good don't all just live til they get old?
I never did like to do what I was told
But I'm always trying to do the best I can
Everybody's trying to do the best they can
It gets a little bit touch and go
a little I told you so
but I insist the best is yet to come
I want more than rendezvous
honey I wanna abscond with you
for a little forever until the end
I've been missing my best friend
And you've got your special way of moving
so that gravity won't hold
you've got no business staying down here on the ground
nothing left but movement in your soul
And you got that special way of moving me
so that gravity won't hold us down
you could be a masterpiece, some European movie
I'll just be an old American song
I'll be some old American song
nothing left but movement in your soul
and everybody doing the best they can
Everybody's trying to do the best they can
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3. |
Getaway
02:40
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We were wasting the weekend
you were standing in the sun
said I couldn't have something
but we could try to have fun
so when you come around asking
you only had to ask once
and by the time I met your boyfriend
I don't think he really liked me much
I've never got away with anything at all
I'm always getting caught red-handed
standing in the cookie jar
a fat lip, I got a big black eye
he said, 'now what're you laughing for?'
I've never done a damn thing wrong
and got away with it before
I've got a belly full of cheap wine
my eyes on the road
that yellow line is a son-of-a-bitch
it just won't sit still
I'm not really a bad guy
I just lose control
So I'm taking my sweet time
I'll try to get back home to you
I've never got away with anything at all
I'm always getting caught red-handed
standing in the cookie jar
red lights in the rearview
well tell me what are they flashing for?
I've never done a damn thing wrong
and got away with it before
I need a getaway driver
I need an alibi
Could use a good excuse or two now and then
man I got no reason to try anymore
I've been running my whole life
I only got this far
Somehow I ended up empty handed walking out the liquor store
I got this head of bad ideas
I'm wondering what do I need it for?
I've been running my whole life
but I never got too far
I never got too far
I can't seem to get away
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4. |
Halfway There
03:10
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The bug is running wild
nighttime is closing in
and I would hold you close to me
as I'd hold anything
but you and I both know
that you can't hold what you can't see
so I can't hold
you close to me
I'm halfway there
that's where I am
halfway there
gets out of hand
halfway there
I've often been
but halfway there
is far from anything
Red is just a color
time flies like a girl
wine is just a bottle
until it disappears
and disappearing is something
that we always seem to do
but once I disappear dear
I can't be close to you
I'm halfway there
that's where I am
halfway there
gets out of hand
halfway there
I've often been
but halfway there
is far from anything
I'm halfway there
and far from anything
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5. |
BBQ Grapes
01:45
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Call up the creole cowboy
gotta ask him for a hand
cause none of these strangers standing around me
seem to understand.
Need someone to lift em' up
and slap em' across the face.
need some voodoo
poo ya baby!
BBQ Grapes
BBQ Grapes BBQ Grapes
Popeye's cooking with no spinach
his paycheck's late
No one else makes BBQ Grapes
In the summer let em' simmer in the kitchen
where my coozan sleeps
Pack up your ponies
I'm going to sleep
shut the front door too
spent all my money
smoked all the weed
I don't wanna sleep with you
I just need someone to wake me up
they could slap me cross my face
I need some of Trusclair's
don't care baby
BBQ Grapes
BBQ Grapes BBQ Grapes
Popeye's cooking with no spinach
his paycheck's late again
No one else makes BBQ Grapes
In the summer let em' simmer in the kitchen
where my coozan sleeps
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6. |
Drying on the Vine
02:54
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He said you got the world by the short hairs don'tcha?
you never sang the blues
you got all that you could've asked for
and that's all you can lose
he said I had me this little angel of my own
but this old earth it just rolls on and on
and good dogs will get old
and good beer's cold
when you're drying on the vine
Now don't worry about time
there's worse things than dying
he's taking it fine
drying on the vine
So I bought him a round and listened
to a bit of his reminiscin'
about drinking and women and baseball and fishing
I caught my reflection in his old blue eyes
he said life's made for living
and it can be fine
but when it rains, when it rains it pours
and it rains til it can't rain anymore
Said don't worry about dying
no there's worse things it's fine
he's taking his time
drying on the vine
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7. |
Radio Girl
03:26
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She knows magic that you don't know
her hair is curly and her eyes are made of gold
she knows things
that I never told
to anyone
anyone before
But I'm not trying to do anything hard tonight
I'll just roll all the windows down
I'm gonna go out for a ride
I'm trying to put a little distance
between me and the rest of the world
pretending I'm crusin'
with Radio Girl
my Radio Girl
In the wintertime
when the sky gets cold
and she's the only one
that I want to hold
when autumn leaves
it don't take long
she's gone again
I'm getting gone
I gotta go
But I'm not going very far tonight
I'll just roll all the windows down in the car
I'm trying to put a little distance
between me and the rest of the world
pretending I'm cruisin'
with Radio Girl
my Radio Girl
Baby let's cruise away from here...
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8. |
Farmer John's Lament
05:05
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You were out there in the wilderness
cutting a new road every day
there's this thing about forgiveness
all the prices you can't pay
I guess I'll just go down to Palmer's
I still like to hear those drink kids singing
but nobody's even drunk yet
and none of them know anything
I think about you when I think about leaving
I think about you when I'm stuck at home
and I don't understand anything anymore
but I'll manage somehow
Me and your mother
we don't talk too much
she does her thing and I do mine
sometimes I find her in the kitchen
sometimes we both lose track of time
the war's not over when they come home
always seems to find a way
but nobody's keeping score
and there's nothing more to say
I think about you when I think about leaving
I think about you when I'm stuck at home
and I don't understand anything anymore
but I'll manage somehow
I think about you when I think about leaving
I think about you when I'm all alone
and I don't understand a goddam thing
but I'll manage somehow
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