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   ALBUM NAME: YOU CAN'T GO HOME

 

 

   RELEASE DATE: September 7th, 2007

 

   SONGS:

1. Eyes Like Windows
2. Rosie
3. Scraps
4. Easy & Wonderful
5. Angel
6. There Are Too Many That Could Love Her
7. Southern Belle
8. You Can't Go Home
9. Sweet Summer Sun
10. Filthy, Rotten And Wrong
11. Put A Flower Over Me
12. Boating In Rhode Island
13. Rocking Chair
14. Backyard Jeb
15. Wise Old Man

 

EYES LIKE WINDOWS

Everybody's eyes are like windows on this bustling boulevard
The children of the neighbors are wandering down through the yard
I can't find the pantomime that's rolling like the waves of a disco
And my heart is racing, my mind is scattered like a million flakes of snow

I met a mountain woman who erased a few years from me life
She said we could be passionate if we didn't worry about her becoming my wife
I said I have a home somewhere and I'll find it if I look for long enough
She said we'd live like royalty once we settle on some distant bluff


ROSIE

Rosie, darlin' you're eyes are like fine china ware
Even now I can still feel the weight of your stare
Was so many miles ago that we kissed on the stairs
Sunlight's in your eyes so you think you can go anywhere

Rosie, Rosie
Seems everybody's getting young
Except for you and me
Rosie, Rosie
It's still a mystery
Uh-oh, I'm 40 already
Everywhere I look I get weak in the knees
We can make it if we pray And think of it as a breeze

Afternoon sun on an orange wall is all I recall

Barbeque chicken in the kitchen and the kids play basketball
We'd sit on the steps and guide the world with our childish hearts
You wouldn't believe me when I told you it would all fall apart


SCRAPS

Deliver me from loneliness, greed and exile
You know I don't know what is true
My ego gets the better of me
It's been a few years
You've changed quite a bit
Such strange creatures over here
Always taking on new identities


EASY AND WONDERFUL

Our nights are gonna be lovely
Our days are gonna be warm
Come away from all your troubles
Come in from the storm

She said it'll all be easy
And wonderful from now until the end
When our worlds come to a hush

All the colors begin to blend

She reminded me of pictures
From the 1920s
Talkin' about romance
Talkin' about romance

She came from a rough neighborhood
And stepped it up for me
She's looking over her shoulder
Towards the stars she sees

I looked at her with watered eyes
And said only my piece quickly
I said life hasn't been tough enough
To inspire a loafer like me

ANGEL

She looks like an angel
The brown leaves are falling
She smells like the cold
We're deep into autumn

She seems more at home
In fall than in June
Her skin is like porcelain
She stokes the crystal moon

I THERE ARE TOO MANY THAT COULD LOVE HER

I thought she might love me
If she didn't have much else going on
Because they always seem
To love you when they're lonely

When they've got another
Their agenda changes and they're gone
I can't imagine not fearing
Whether she would stay or go

There are too many that could love her

The moonlight is blue upon the deck

SOUTHERN BELLE

I blew in from the North
And met a Southern Belle
I left behind the green
I came to know her well

I don't remember tasting
All the money I let fly
I think I had a good time
I think the time was well spent

But I'll never know
Maybe I should go
And find my Southern Belle again
Down by where the river ends

YOU CAN'T GO HOME

When I left the house that August morning
I felt like crying
There was nothing I could do
But let the tears stream down my face
For at the foot of the river
Where my family's home
Was born, raised, burned, and without me, dying
Was the one inescapably haunting place
I tried to stifle the tears
I didn't know from where they came

SWEET SUMMER SUN

That sweet, warm summer sun
Is coming back again
Oh, that sweet, warm summer feeling
Is coming back again

When the heavens appear
And the stars shine
Then I will take my sweet time
You thought you'd age
Like a glass of fine wine

FILTHY, ROTTEN AND WRONG

I been kicked down
Filthy, rotten and wrong
Tragedy and temptation
They've been skinning me down

Don't tarry now
Or the thought of this will fade
Do not wonder how
Our beds will sleep when they are made

Black as the sea on colorless nights
Filthy, rotten and wrong

PUT A FLOWER OVER ME

Someday I'm gonna be gone
I'm gonna be movin' on
It was good and the run was long
Days have passed and I sung my songs

When I go, please put a flower over me
Lay me down and let me sleep
I don't want you to worry
But let me know you care

BOATING IN RHODE ISLAND

She always stood there in the kitchen
She always looked so confident
She had the look of a wealthy family's
Money well spent, with a matching scent

Looking at me so curiously
She wondered why I was hanging around this place
She wondered why I talked so close to her face
Why I was pouring my soul out to her without a trace
Of inhibition or apprehension

Truth is, I was feeling a little romantic
The way you do when a high sets in
In the beginning of the high,
When you want to just reach out to the world and pull it in
I stood outside myself and looked down
As I regained my wits for a moment
I saw myself, looking pitiful
I was a wet speaker
With a penchant for the women
With the nice pedigree

There is that sense of wonder
That can't be put into words
I saw it in her

She crossed the room like a melody
I'd been listening to some orchestral music
We went boating, then we went back home
We talked it out in the kitchen

ROCKING CHAIR

Rocking chair
Rocking chair
Waiting there for me
Rocking chair

Rocking chair
Rickety sight to see

Oh, brilliant days
All yellow and gold
Behind the shades

Sing it! Sing it! Sing it loud
I'll sing whatever you want
You know I love to hear you singin'
At our favorite haunts

We don't need
What's so far out of reach
We can't be
The ones to lecture

Wasn't it sunny?
Isn't it funny what memories pop into your head consistently?

Look at me
I need some time to dream
I remember days that were simple

Fallin' off of high things
Landing on your feet
Fallin' to your knees
Fallin' on your face
I'll catch you with these keys

We don't need
What's so far out of reach
We can't be the one's to lecture

BACKYARD JEB
Backyard Jeb, he's got that guitar going
His chrome wagon's rollin' him along
It's summer in the city, but up here it's snowin'
Mary lays her head down on the lawn

Oh, Mary
Lay your head on my chest
Tell old Jeb
That you think he's the best

Oh, release me, I've got no more to give
Oh, release me, I've learned how to forgive
Don't you know I'm aging but I've got a life to live
So please, please release me

WISE OLD MAN

The sky was full of hail
The streets were full of twos
People walking tandem
Still singing the blues

I broke from my toil
I hit the avenue
And enjoy the life
I'd recently come to rue

When I met up with an old man
Who said he was from the sea
He saw I had a sailor's eye
And he came after me

He said, "I've loved once
And that's enough misery for me
My heart is getting old now
And my bones are lazy"

He said, "It's getting dark
Tell them all I'm going away
My hour is come, but not you, son

You'll live to dance another day"

 

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