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In April of last year, New Jersey native Dayna Kurtz escaped to the desert to write the songs for her fourth album. "I completed most of the songs for Another Black Feather in a hermitage maintained by some lovely people for solitary religious introspection. I stayed in an adobe hut on 500 acres in the Sonoran desert in Arizona. There was no electricity, nobody around for miles, a cot, a table, chair and pitcher. 2 weeks. I brought no distractions – no novels, only books of writing exercises and poetry. It was so quiet at night I could hear the blood beat in my ears. It was sublime, and I wrote constantly. When I wasn't writing I'd take a walk, stop and watch a bug climbing around a desert flower for an hour. I learned a lot about my friends when I described this trip to them, and showed them pictures. My artist/writer/musician friends were mostly envious. But some people looked at the hut and said, 'Is that a dirt floor?'” Making the album came just as easily. "We recorded the basics live to tape, 2 or 3 takes per song, and picked the best of 'em right then. I love analog. When you record digitally it just requires too much imagination to hear how good it might sound when you've overdubbed, mixed and mastered. When you record to tape, it sounds like a record right out of the gate. It helped us make decisions faster – we just knew when it was good or great or bad, not based on the perfection of performance, but based on overall vibe.” “It was the best of both worlds; the warmth and immediacy of analog with the final flexibility of pro-tools. I'm never recording any other way again.” Co-producing the album with Dayna was Randy Crafton, who has worked with Dayna on all 3 of her studio albums. Some of the musicians who helped Dayna bring her songs to life include her long-time back up band, bassist Dave Richards and keyboard/accordionist Peter Vitalone, the singer-songwriter Malcolm Holcombe, Matt Darriau and Frank London from the Klezmatics, Jorge Alfano (charango), Rob Curto (accordion), and Danny Bensi, Saunder Jurriaans and Gregory Rogove from the band Tarantula AD. "Dave, Randy, Pete and I are turning into a really crack studio machine lately. Both Randy and Dave have started families in the last couple of years, so they really can't get on the road with me all that often anymore. It's made us really appreciate our time in the studio that much more. They're family now, and we play like it. They know my quirks as a player so well that we barely have to discuss what's going on, they're just right there. I played a lot of lap steel for the first time on this record. It's a completely different feel than regular old slide guitar - you have to keep it very simple, to the point, and it's unforgiving on intonation. I keep on wanting to invent studio projects for us so I don't have to wait till I've written an album full of songs to get back there with them. I want to find someone who wants us as a backing band, so I can just play lap steel guitar for hours with these guys. I wish we could be Booker T and the MG's, and find our Bill Withers to produce and back up." Following in the footsteps of the diverse Beautiful Yesterday, Another Black Feather finds Dayna leaning more heavily on her roots and country influences than usual, in particular making generous use of her new lap steel guitar, and showcasing her prodigious slide work on other songs. "One of the things that I seem to encounter constantly is that I don't really quite fit anywhere," observes Dayna Kurtz. Asked by a European journalist what her music was 'made of', Dayna replied, "If you're at the flea market, you walk past all the fine old antiques and the cheap designer knockoff clothing from China, past the used German leather jackets, and over in the back is an old man with a battered tweed hat who has some blankets on the ground covered with old toasters and a pair of ladies knickers from the 50's, a snow globe from the 1992 Olympic games, and a box of old men's watches and broken reading glasses and teaspoons. I'll be picking through there." The lack of a ready stylistic tag hasn't stopped the resourceful performer from building a substantial audience—and a compelling body of recorded work—on her own terms. She maintains an enthusiastic international fan base that's embraced the poetic passion of her songwriting and the communicative power of her voice, an unforgettable, distinctly husky instrument that's capable of immense depth and sensitivity. She has also inspired reams of rapturous acclaim from critics and won admiration from her musical peers. Dayna Kurtz began performing her original compositions in public as a teenager, and subsequently spent the better part of a decade touring solo across the back roads of America, selling CD's out of her trunk and mesmerizing club and festival crowds with her riveting live performances. Along the way, she opened shows for the likes of Richie Havens (who became a fan and lent guest vocals to her debut studio album, Postcards from Downtown). The last few years has found Dayna winning over new fans in the New York City music scene. In the past two years she has been invited to open up for Rufus Wainwright, Antony & the Johnsons, and Keren Ann. Additionally, Dayna has won over fellow "Living Room" habitué Norah Jones, who sings a duet with Dayna on "I Got It Bad…" (From Beautiful Yesterday). Outside of her new hometown, the legendary Richard Thompson invited Dayna to open up for a coast-to-coast nationwide tour that found Dayna converting some of his faithful fans. The fan response and critical attention generated by Kurtz's grass roots touring efforts inevitably drew interest from the mainstream music industry. Despite her indie status, Dayna has found an enthusiastic audience, winning high-profile guest spots on such radio shows as World Cafe, Mountain Stage and NPR's Morning Edition. But nowhere has the interest in Dayna's music been more pronounced than in Holland, where Dayna's debut studio album soared into the top 20 of the album charts on the strength of the hit single "Love Gets in the Way". In the summer of 2003, Dayna went from performing in front of 50 people at the Living Room in New York City's lower east side, to headlining the fabled Paradiso theatre in Amsterdam in front of 1000 people in what would be her first of many sold out shows in the Netherlands in the months to follow. Dayna has since then discovered a larger audience in Europe, and this spring alone will find her in Greece, Spain, Germany, Belgium and the UK. But Dayna Kurtz has worked too hard to allow such adulation to go to her head. "Every step I've taken has felt really organic, and like they've been made at the right time," she states, adding, "The records I've made feel like honest expressions of where I'm at musically, and the making of them has been joyful and interesting." "Besides, every musician should feel like a rock star in at least one country."
Go Away With Me It's Not Love (But It's Not Bad) Mother Earth Only The Lonely Scars from an Old Love Sloop John B You Better Let That Liar Alone
Otherwise Luscious Life
Postcards from downtown I lost all my faith in love On those stairs that November I know it meant a lot at the time But I can barely remember It's been a long time It's been a long time You said I've been alone so long That I've got big theories of lonely And you said I drag them all over town Just to look occupied But I'm learning something I'm doing time Red light, green light One, two, three Have you come to conquer me It's been a long time It's been a long time Hey, I know how to take in all kinds of heartless offers And I've learned how to hand back a few I've come as close to love as to walking on water So what could I do with you, what will I do with you I'm going out now I'll send you some postcards from downtown I'll show you all the apartments where I got my degrees Where I'd fall like small dreams Where I'd fade like bright leaves Red light, green light One, two, three Have you come to conquer me It's been a long time, long time It's been a long time It's been a long time Miss liberty I'm Miss liberty Give me your junkies Your irresponsible drummers I've swept my halls clean of clean Your kitchen raiders and your wingtip dayrunners Go plant your flags And make your promise to my promised land And we'll make love to the new frontier In the hot beach sand You'll hold me like a, a drowning man You'll come at me too human And drag me down again And leave me broken like a spine Split open like a melon That's been dropped from a high, high place Broken like a spine Split open like a melon That's been dropped I like this country She's like a whore Who loves her junkies Who loves all her sad outlaws Lifting her skirt to tease and flirt With the wretched who've washed up at her shores When we die I hope someone's God Takes us in like immigrants And we'll make love in the leftover light Of heaven's tenements You'll hold me like a drowning man You'll come at me too human And let you drag me down again You'll leave me broken like a spine Split open like a melon That's been dropped from a high, high place Broken like a spine Split open like a melon That's been dropped broken like a spine Split open like a melon That's been dropped, dropped Otherwise luscious life I'm as packed as I can handle I could barely shut the doors Now I'm staring down the rear view 'Til I can't see you anymore Something that was meant to be Something that's just you and me Don't you know with you I fall together I've got no time or space for this No room or space for this strife And I've got no need for those lips Really you know that's just ripe cherry on an otherwise luscious life And if anybody's looking, I'll be hanging with my girlfriends I say these dykes and queens and jersey princesses Have got more balls than any man I ever laid, ever laid Something that was meant to be Something that's just you and me Don't you know with you I fall together I'm gonna squash my sorrows underneath Some other man, someone else's hands inside my jeans Rubbing up and down my hard seams And I'll tell him you can have my cake And eat it too but when your mouth's dripping full of me Will you say that I'm not sweet enough for you My sugar's gone, I'll tell him my sugar's gone Because you can't just blame it on The last man who told me how the damn hungry he was, he was Something that was meant to be Something that's just you and me Don't you know with you I fall together I'm as packed as I can handle I could barely shut the doors I'm staring down the rear view Oh I can't see you, no I can't see you anymore Anymore, anymore I've got no need for those lips Really you know that's just ripe cherry on an otherwise luscious life Luscious life, luscious life Beside you On the road to houston God there's so much room To think in You're the thought I just had In the mood I just felt Sinking in Beside you Beside you Beside you I don't need to know you I just need to be reminded This could last an hour I could search forever And never find this again Beside you Beside you Beside you Somewhere hearts are pounding Sometimes I just let love Slide away If my heart had wings Not these heavy shoes that I would fly Beside you Beside you Beside you Paterson The road still runs by the river The river still pours into town By the time you see where you're headed You're half the way down I was bragging on my independence Saying love leaves you stumbling and dumb Then i go and dissolve Just like cotton candy On the tip of some boy's tongue In the crackhouse cellars In the weary faces In the burnt out factories This town knows there's nowhere left to go But all the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down But all the way down But all the way down Every sad old poppa was a proud young man Full of victories that he almost won All the mistakes he made Pave the streets of Paterson We made our concessions to the business We paid our dues to the wrong guys And got deeply screwed But we don't let anyone tell us what to do anymore We need our great falls In the trash and foam floats Every wish we've ever made This town knows there's nowhere left to go But all the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down But all the way down But all the way down But all the way down But all the way down Oh, mio couré (oh my heart) Oh, mio couré (oh my heart) Sto morento (I'm dying) Ma tu non mi vedi (but you don't see me) Oh, mio couré Oh, mio couré Sto morento Ma tu non mi vedi Sto morento Ma tu non mi vedi Just like Jack He called me his sweet angel And he called this sad town heaven For a time I saw it through him And I've appreciated that And you, you talk just like him Full of poetry and visions You don't see things as they are You're making mansions out of shacks And you'll be thinking deep thoughts As you're sneaking out the back 'Cause you're just like Jack You're just like Jack Your lips will taste like whiskey From the local sugarshack You'll tell me that I'm pretty Though you're probably just bored And everyone will love you 'Cause you blew the dust off this town You'll leave everybody wanting What they didn't want before And you would touch us all so deep But you won't let us touch you back 'Cause you're just like Jack You're just like Jack With all I got to keep me here The baby and my mother I'll probably live forever And have nothing new to say But don't you ever cross a river With that restless heart of yours You got nothing to hold onto You'll just get swept away But you'll be beaming like a floodlight When the night is thick and black 'Cause you're just like Jack You're just like Jack, just like Jack Just like Jack, just like Jack Touchstone You know sometimes Alone on nights like this When the moon slants just right And bounces naked light around my room I think of you, I think of you It's a girl who'll hold back secrets With delicate chains But it takes a generous woman To break you through her heart again I still think of you When our bodies were together And our dreams were always bold When I braved your widest crossing Just to watch myself unfold I knew you'd be my touchstone I could see us getting old Remember me I curve like a question mark And I'm laying all alone And I can almost feel your answer Like a saxophone Remember me I came to you washed clean And soft as a peace I said let's climb And all you did was reach for me Well, I think of you, think of And when our bodies were together And our dreams were always bold When I braved your widest crossing Just to watch myself unfold I knew you'd be my touchstone Even when you got all cold Sometimes, alone on nights like this And when the moon slants just right And bounces naked light Naked light around my room I think of you Crime scene I peeled you off like onion skin In layers I felt myself burning again and again I'm smaller than I was before, than I was before Odd and even to the core Oh, you thrill and disgust me You're just like this city Right down to your girders and grime You're meanness, your muggings, your casual crimes I'm a jersey girl, a tunnel train Empty, then loaded, then empty again Oh these days I'm just passing through I'm just passing through Someday I won't remember you Oh you fuck like an artist And you know that you do You got 'em dripping in fuschia And moaning in cobalt blue And we all run into each other Like watercolors In other lives, in other countries I loved you just the same But I, I, I In some lost language My tongue has licked The vowels in your name I limped off like a crime scene I took self defense classes I now walk wide of dark alleys And blondes with little round glasses Showdown Pulled out the big guns Got my best dress on Shit, I'd forgotten you were charming You're disarming Been playing too hard This is a hard town And all my old gang Has broken down, somehow I miss them all Though not just now We say I'm fine, how are you Hey, hey It's a showdown Hey It's a showdown It's you and me Got you pinned up against a stark raving skyline It's love, yeah love Just picks me up then lets me down Pulled out the big guns Got my new shoes on I'm gonna wear a groove so deep In your mind that everyone coming after me Will be moving to my beat Hey, hey It's a showdown Hey, yeah It's a showdown We got green lights down 9th avenue We got an ice cold slice of a winter moon We both got torture guards around our hearts Mine used to break me down too soon Hey, hey It's a showdown Hey It's a showdown Hey, hey It's a showdown, showdown Showdow, down, down It's a showdown Wonderful I know that we're both treading water I know we were just having fun And I've still been waiting We could've been something wonderful You said I can't find my way round this room anymore Since you left, I had to move my bed And move my chest of drawers Was I poking out the closet Was I balled up in your sheets Was I a smell left on your fingers Was I the shirt you let me keep And it's just like a man to toss away what made him come to his senses again I know that we're both treading water I know we were just having some fun And I still think we I still think we could've been something wonderful I know you, I know where you come from Love's dicked you around and someone's let you down Were they poking out the closet Were they balled up in your sheets Were they my smell left on your fingers Were they the shirt you let me keep And it's just like a man to toss away What made him come to his senses again I know that we're both treading water I know we were just having some fun And still I think we We could've been something wonderful La la song He's got his la la He's got a tambourine And he'll play it for all the girls Who have heartstrings He stomps the floor Like a matador He says, wait, wait, wait There she goes again On a high climb The back of her neck breaks my heart sometimes So you close your eyes You smile goodbye You think, wait, wait, wait Wait, wait, wait
Postcards From Downtown Fred Astaire I'm caught I'm seen through If you were a chivalrous man You'd know what to do You're a sad prince You're my most humble pie And under serious oath You're my sweetest lie I had a dream that you danced Just like Fred Astaire I sat and watched, leaning back As you glided on air around me I'd do anything you want Look what you've done I'd be a game that you play Much too easily won I'm too easily won And I don't care What you do Who strokes your hair Where you run off to Mill Street tonight is twinkling like stars Hollywood dust under seventies cars I miss you I'd do anything you want Look what you've done I'd be a game that you play Much too easily won I'm too easily won And what do you remember After too much sweet wine; That you woke up hung-over Or that you had a good time Well, I had a good time Love gets in the way I've made love with one eye on the door I've left good rooms with nothing to say I wanted to love them But love got in the way I wanted to love them But love gets in the way And so what if everything's changed And so what if I've held out for more I'm all wild in places I wasn't before I'm wild in places where I wasn't before So come on and make a mess of me I won't walk away I'm ready as I'll ever be I won't walk away I want to be fed by you I want to be led by you I thought I wanted freedom But love got in the way I went looking for freedom But love got in the way So come on and make a mess of me I won't walk away I'm ready as I'll ever be I won't walk away Somebody leave a light on He was blessed, the best of us And now the boy is gone He was so beautiful and stupid He'd go swimming with his boots on You spend too much time with strangers You spend too much time alone You need someone to leave a light on When you're headed home Somebody leave a light on Somebody leave a light on If someone told you you'd be Tied to some wicked And some beautiful dreams And go clanking town to town Now - like a tortured dog Now - like a wedding car Till you're a tough old telephone pole Naked and stuck to a sad stretch of road Calling up everyone you know Somebody leave a light on I know love is everywhere Whatever ground you stand on I'll take what sight is offered me Whatever lights you turn on Somebody leave a light on Is there anybody out there You're a tough old telephone pole Is there anybody out there Naked and stuck to a sad stretch of road Shit this town is nowhere Calling up everyone Is there anybody home You know Postcards from downtown I lost all my faith in love On those stairs that November I know it meant a lot at the time Now I can barely remember It's been a long time It's been a long time You said I've been alone so long That I've got big theories of lonely And that I drag them all over town Just to look occupied But I'm learning something I'm doing time Red light, green light, one, two, three Have you come to conquer me It's been a long time Hey I know how to take in all kinds Of heartless offers And I've learned how to hand back a few And I've come as close to love As to walking on water So what could I do with you What will I do with you I'm going out now I'll send you some Postcards from downtown I'll show you all the apartments Where I got my degrees Where I'd fall like small dreams Where I'd fade like bright leaves Miss liberty I'm miss liberty - give me your junkies Your irresponsible drummers I've swept my halls clean of clean Your kitchen raiders Your wingtip dayrunners Go plant your flags and make your promise To my promised land And we'll make love to the new frontier In the hot beach sand You'll hold me like a drowning man You'll come at me too human And drag me down again And leave me broken like a spine Split open like a melon dropped from a high High place I like this country She's like a whore Who loves her junkies Who loves all her sad outlaws Lifting her skirt to tease and flirt With the wretched Who've washed up at her shores When we die I hope someone's god Takes us in like immigrants And we'll make love in the leftover light Of heaven's tenements You'll hold me like a drowning man You'll come at me too human And drag us down again You'll leave me broken like a spine Split open like a melon dropped from a high High place Last good taste You got me in my place You got me at the right time You got me in the right frame of mind For making love Man, it's good to see your face I've been living out of suitcases You know you were the last good taste I've had of love You're scared to fly, I'm scared to land We don't have a prayer We don't have a plan I don't care Cause you got me in my place You got me at the right time You got me in the right frame of mind For making love I wish I could haunt you But I gotta let that one go We got too much to do And there's enough else to know But till you go You know you got me in my place You got me at the right time You got me in the right frame of mind For making love Man, it's good to see your face I've been living out of suitcases You know you were the last good taste I've had of love Monroe Monroe's gone round the bend again May never make it home When he arrives she almost always lets him in You can't take him on when he's like this You can't leave him alone Where's he been, where's he been Last time that I saw you I thought you were doing fine I was broke and coming down From New Orleans Talk about the business What they do to you this time We try not to complain, but we complain They just break your heart again Now he's burning all his bridges Now he's skipping across the water Like a smooth, flat stone Now he's scratching 'cause it itches Now he's slurring on the phone I like your picture, are you alone I like your picture Monroe's gone round the bend again She couldn't make him stay There's too much trouble To get into everywhere His devil called from downtown Now his angel's gone to pray It's a wonder he's alive But he's alive somewhere You know the city guys are dangled Every time you take the stage They're swelling up like poets While you're rattling your cage You're all they left the suburbs for They'd make you all the rage Then they'll try not to complain But they'll complain When you break their hearts again Paterson “Paterson is a big sad poppa in need of a little compassion” - Allen Ginsberg The road still runs by the river The river still pours into town By the time you see where you're headed You're half the way down I was bragging on my independence Saying love leaves you stumbling and dumb Then i go and dissolve Just like cotton candy On the tip of some boy's tongue In the crackhouse cellars In the weary faces In the burnt out factories This town knows there's nowhere left to go But all the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down Every sad old poppa was a proud young man Full of victories that he almost won All the mistakes that he made Pave the streets of Paterson We made our concessions to the business We paid our dues to the wrong guys And we got deeply screwed But we don't let anyone tell us what to do anymore We need our great falls In the trash and foam Floats every wish we've ever made This town knows there's nowhere left to go but All the way down We all know there's nowhere left to go But all the way down Oh, mio couré (oh, my heart) Oh, mio couré (oh, my heart) Sto morento (I'm dying) Ma tu non mi vedi (but you don't see me) Just like Jack He called me his sweet angel And he called this sad town heaven For a time I saw it through him And I've appreciated that And you, you talk just like him Full of poetry and visions You don't see things as they are You're making mansions out of shacks And you'll be thinking deep thoughts As you're sneaking out the back Because you're just like Jack You're just like Jack Your lips will taste like whiskey From the local sugarshack You'll tell me that I'm pretty Though you're probably just bored And everyone will love you 'cause you blew the dust off this town You'll leave everybody wanting Things they didn't want before And you would touch us all so deep But you won't let us touch you back Because you're just like Jack You're just like Jack With all i got to keep me here The baby and my mother I'll probably live forever And have nothing new to say But don't you ever cross a river With that restless heart of yours You got nothing to hold onto You'll just get swept away But you'll be beaming like a floodlight When the night is thick and black Because you're just like Jack You're just like Jack Satisfied A dream is dying So comfort me tonight The clock is lying I never got it right I lost the fight I lost the fight I'm understanding I'm overqualified I think I'm landing Can always say I tried I'm satisfied I'm satisfied It's goodbye to the circus And how could I mind I found the best sweetheart That I'll ever find His arms are open And his heart is kind I felt it coming Before I even knew The engine's running Goodbye to cast and crew I'll miss them, too I'll miss them, too I leave to the bravest of boystown My wings May they search for love In their passionate flings Be as happy and lonely As fat little kings A dream is dying So comfort me tonight The clock is lying I never got it right I lost the fight But it's alright
Beautiful Yesterday
Music box Sitting in the same room Over and over Listen to the same songs Over again And if I could say one thing I'd tell time that he's a bastard To wind you up Watch you run in circles Till you fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away Year by year Your dreams try to leave you No one believes you No one complains And if I could say one thing I'd tell time that he's a bastard To wind you up Watch you run in circles Till you fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away I belong to the wind (Huber/Overs) Take your love I'm not for loving Take your needs I'm not for needing Take your tears I'm not for crying I belong to the wind Take your kiss, I'm not for kissing Take your hopes I'm not for hoping Take your cares I'm not for caring I belong to the wind She calls to me with her melodies Now I've got the taste on my tongue My life wasn't meant to be lived It was meant to be sung So take your love I'm not for loving Take your needs I'm not for needing Take your dreams I'm not for dreaming I belong to the wind Love where did you go I get high Then I get low I asked why But you don't know The sink is full The plants gone yellow Oh love where did you go I've forgiven awful things From lesser men With weaker slings Their stingy love Their restless wings Oh love where did you go I wonder where you are tonight Who gave you strength Who stole my fight Who holds your gaze In love's fresh light Oh love where did you go
Left Alone ( Mal Waldron ) Where's the love That's made to fill my heart Where's the one From whom I'll never part First they hurt me Then desert me I'm left alone All alone There's no house That I can call my home There's no place From which I'll never roam Town or city It's a pity I'm left alone All alone Seek and find they always say But up to now it's not that way Maybe fate has let him pass me by Or perhaps we'll meet before I die Hearts will open, but until then I'm left alone, all alone Seek and find they always say But up to now it's not that way Maybe fate has let him pass me by Or perhaps we'll meet before I die Hearts will open, but until then I'm left alone, all alone All, all alone
Joy in repetition
( Prince ) All the poets and the part time singers Always hang inside Live music from a band on a stage Plays a song called "Soul Psychodelicide" The song's a year long and had been playing for months When he walked into the place No one seemed to notice an introverted this is it look on On most of their faces Up on the mic repeating two words, over and over again Was this woman he had never noticed Before he lost himself in the articulated manner In which she said them Ah these two words, a little bit behind the beat I mean just enough to turn you on And everytime she said the words Another one of his doubts was gone Should he try to rap with her Should he stand and stare And no one else was watching her She didn't seem to care So over and over, she said the words 'Til he could take no more Then he dragged her from the stage And together they ran to the back door In the alley over by the curb He said tell me what's your name She only said the words again And it started to rain, rain, rain Two words falling between the drops And the moans of his condition Holding someone is truly believing There's joy in repetition Yeah there's joy in repetition There's joy in repetition Yeah and there's joy in repetition Yeah there's joy in repetition She said love me That's all she said She said love me A little bit behind the beat Over and over and over and over She said love me Love me There's joy, there's joy There's joy in repetition In repetition, in repetition Yeah in repetition Yeah in repetition In repetition In repetition In repetition...
Those were the days ( Gene Raskin ) Once upon a time there was a tavern Where we used to raise a glass or two Remember how we laughed away the hours And think of all the great things we would do Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose For we were young and sure to have our way Just tonight I stood before the tavern Nothing seemed the way it used to be In the glass I saw a strange reflection Was that lonely woman really me Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose Those were the days Oh yes those were the days La la la la la la La la la la la la... Through the door there came familiar laughter I saw your face and heard you call my name Oh my friend we're older but no wiser For in our hearts the dreams are still the same Those were the days my friend We thought they'd never end We'd sing and dance forever and a day We'd live the life we choose We'd fight and never lose Those were the days Oh yes those were the days La la la la la la La la la la la la...
Everybody knows ( Leonard Cohen ) Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows that the war is over Everybody knows that the good guys lost Everybody knows that the fight was fixed The poor stay poor and the rich get rich That's how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody's got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died Everybody's talking to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stem rose Yeah and everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you Everybody knows that you live forever When you've done a line or two Everybody knows the deal is rotten Old black Joe's still picking cotton For your ribbons and bows And everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes Everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Give or take a night or two Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes Yeah and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows Everybody knows Amsterdam crown (Balint/Atanasoff) September, whatever Amsterdam in the rain Walked around for miles No one here knows my name Bought a souvenir Off the tip of a knife Could buy this whole Fucking town Never felt so free all my life I know I'm a stranger here And I'm not looking down And if I am, it's because of My Amsterdam crown My Amsterdam crown This table is my cradle I'm as happy as can be Though I can't smell your tulips And I can't taste this tea I've got everything I need Right between my teeth Don't wanna go back home There's burning garbage On my street Well you can start hunting For broken glass Maybe I'll just see you all At Sunday mass September, whatever I'm Amsterdam in the rain I own the world it's in my heart My secret game It's my Amsterdam crown
I Got It Bad (and that ain't good)
( Duke Ellington Cover ) Never treats me sweet and gentle The way he should I got it bad And that's not good My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood I got it bad And that ain't good But when the weekend is over When the weekend's over And Monday rolls around I end up like i start out Just crying my poor heart out He don't love me like I love him Nobody could I got it bad That's not good Like a lonely weeping willow Who's lost in the wood I got it so bad and that ain't good And the things I tell my pillow No woman should I got it bad And that's not good That's not good Now folks with good intentions They tell me They tell me to save my tears Tell me to save my tears But I'm glad I'm bad about him I just can't live I just can't live without him Lord above me Make him love me The way All the way that he should Way he should I got it so bad I got it bad And that's not good That ain't good I got it real, real bad And you know that's not good
Lost And Looking ( Sam Cooke ) I'm lost and I'm looking for my baby Wonder why my baby can't be found I'm lost and I'm looking for my baby Lord knows that my baby ain't around So I'm lost And I'm looking for my baby Wonder why my baby can't be found I'm lost and I'm looking for my baby Lord knows my baby ain't around Cried for my baby Crying all alone Calling for you to come home Come home I'm lost and I'm searching for my baby Baby won't you please come home I'm lost and I'm looking for my baby I need you 'cause I'm so alone
Parlez-moi d'amour ( Jean Lenoir ) Parlez-moi d'amour Redites-moi des choses tendres Votre beau discours Mon cœur n'est pas las de l'entendre Pourvu que toujours Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes Je vous aime Vous savez bien Que dans le fond je n'en crois rien Mais cependant je veux encore Écouter ce mot que j'adore Votre voix aux sons caressants Qui le murmure en frémissant Me berce de sa belle histoire Et malgré moi je veux y croire Parlez-moi d'amour Redites-moi des choses tendres Votre beau discours Mon cœur n'est pas las de l'entendre Pourvu que toujours Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes Je vous aime Il est si doux Mon cher trésor, d'être un peu fou La vie est parfois trop amère Si l' on ne croit pas aux chimères Le chagrin est vite apaisé Et se console d'un baiser Du cœur on guérit la blessure Par un serment qui le rassure Parlez-moi d'amour Redites-moi des choses tendres Votre beau discours Mon cœur n'est pas las de l'entendre Pourvu que toujours Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes Je vous aime Beautiful yesterday
Beautiful yesterday Where have you gone Who squandered your fortunes Who wore out your songs I've done all you asked me What more can I do Beautiful yesterday I'm singing for you Beautiful yesterday They're laughing at you They're all addicted To whatever's new Your flowers are dying And I'm dying too Beautiful yesterday I'm dying for you Beautiful yesterday Where have you gone I've done all he asked me But I did it all wrong I waited till morning Then you left me too Beautiful yesterday I'm singing for you Everybody loves a garden And I'll tell you how That garden grows With sunshine from your eyes And a heart of clear blue skies
Another Black Feather
From the bottom up I found my love I lost my heart I found my love but where's my heart They love you from the bottom up Your head comes all apart My price went down my youth is gone I hate this town my youth is gone I went to bed a head of state And now I mow the lawns Careful what you wish for What you wish for Careful what you wish for I had a secret small and rare Hell I had secrets everywhere They withered in the light of love And I don't even care If they want me I'll be found Just look for me I'll be around I'll be wearing Friday night A few feet off the ground Careful what you wish for What you wish for Careful what you wish for For heavy lids and whole wheat hair Your sweetest smile and lusty stare Whatever I can gather up Whatever I can spare I found my love I lost my heart I found my love but where's my heart They love you from the bottom up Your head comes all apart They love you from the bottom up Your head comes all apart They love you from the bottom up Your head comes all apart Nola New York is impossibly handsome Impossibly bright But his hands are too busy His shirts are too shiny and tight On Fridays he dances to metronomes So he can keep counting All night all night all night Every time that I see her My heart ends up begging to stay She's been calling me to her She tortures me every day Have you been on a joyride Say your best backslide Then rocked all night Till you're trembling and sore Just take me in your scented arms New Orleans I'm coming for more Oh, New Orleans I'm coming for more I know angels can lie If it lightens your load They'll be stroking your cheek But they're speaking in code They'll take all your money And then hit the road And leave you broken and smiling He has no use for me He never looks in my eyes Been waking up cursing It's no way to live or to die I've nothing of value to bring you I come to you wasted and poor Please take me in your scented arms New Orleans I'm coming for more Oh, New Orleans I'm coming for more In the rush and the spin In the flush of my sin She'll be rolling her eyes While she beckons me in Please god, let me love truly Forgive every nation And walk like a woman again Baby I love you But baby I just have to go I've got so much to learn She's got secrets I just have to know I left my true love for you Oh just take everything I'll do what you want me to do Please take me in your scented arms New Orleans I'm coming for you Oh, New Orleans I'm coming for you Venezuela That was such a lovely dream The streets were golden in the sun I've never been to Venezuela But my family was all there And my mother looked so young Venezuela looked like Brooklyn Though the streets were twice as wide Children spun around the trees Little tops, little Sufis Mamas smile from inside Oh Fernando I'm so sorry For the love you saved for me But my heart is locked forever In another lovely dream He approached me like a prince And said he's loved me all his life He said he knew that I'd come here That he's been waiting all these years That I'm meant to be his wife And my sister was so jealous Of the love you had for me She left, stomping 'cross the square Rigid arms flying hair Her skirt had many layers and it bounced like Sandra Dee's Oh Fernando I'm so sorry Whatever could I say To a man I've never met Who's the one who got away I cried to see his heart so plainly For he was such a formal man Handed to me like a daisy In the presence of my family From his damp and shaking hands I said, Fernando, I can't stay here And a clock began to chime And I opened up my shirt And in its bony cage Ticked a paper valentine Oh Fernando I'm so sorry For the love you saved for me But my heart is locked forever In another lovely dream Oh Fernando I'm so sorry Whatever could I say To a man I've never met Who's the one who got away Another black feather I'm lonely today But in a good way I've let my heart lead Without mercy sometimes I'm faithful to you And I know I will be And I'm not always kind, but I'm trying There's a zydeco band In the last sticky light And I'm dancing with strangers, one after another And the only thing left To want from this night Is you dancing with me as my own sweetest lover You're in the city and you're looking for desert Then you're in the desert and you're wishing for rain You're in his arms looking for comfort He's given you comfort and you're wishing for pain Not another dark waltz I dream these too often Out in the back Digging holes for our dinner Another brass tack For the lid of my coffin Another black feather For the wings of a sinner You're in the city and you're looking for desert Then you're in the desert and you're wishing for rain You're in his arms looking for comfort He's given you comfort now you're begging for pain Hey next time I see you Could you act like a stranger and Kiss me like you don't know love has a chance Remember that first time In my old apartment Whenever our feet touch the ground Let 'em dance Banks of the edisto (for gus) I've been lazy I've been overfed I've been thinking Too much with my head I was dreaming About the life you led On the banks of the Edisto On the banks of the edisto Where the sweet gum and the cypress grows I want to know what the cypress knows On the banks of the Edisto Where'd you go When you died my friend Do you see us Did your soul ascend And I listened For his answer then On the banks of the edisto Heaven's here where the bard owl cries Where the smile meets my sweetheart's eyes I'll be right here taming dragonflies Only heaven I need to know On the banks of the edisto Where the sweet gum And the cypress grows I want to know what the cypress knows On the banks of the edisto I've been lazy I've been overfed I've been thinking too much with my head I've been dreaming About the life you led On the banks of the edisto It's the Day of Atonement, 2001 It's the Day of Atonement, two thousand one And I'm sorry for anything I might have done I'm sorry for everything we've left to do I'm sorry we're still so confused Well, I never had faith So, we'll never be safe We never were safe anyway It's just that the veil was ripped from our face On such a beautiful day Mohammed is pacing When he isn't kneeling Jesus can't talk He's too busy weeping Yahweh's a mother Who sighs at the ceiling If only they knew how good it could've been It's the day of atonement two thousand four Would Jesus be happy we evened the score You hypocrites, bullies who profit from war May your gods all spit on your graves I say all of you gods Tell your squabbling children Whatever the color or call They can all go to hell If there is such a thing Go to hell Have it out Have a ball Mohammed is pacing When he isn't kneeling Jesus can't talk He's too busy weeping Yahweh's a mother Who sighs at the ceiling If only you knew how good it could've been I say all of you gods Tell your squabbling children Whatever the color or call They can all go to hell If there is such a thing Go to hell Have it out Have a ball Showdown Pulled out the big guns Got my best dress on Shit, I'd forgotten you were charming You're disarming Been playing too hard This is a hard town And all my old gang has broken down, somehow I miss them all Though not just now We say I'm fine, how are you Showdown It's you and me Got you pinned up against a stark raving skyline It's love, yeah love Just picks me up then lets me down Pulled out the big guns Got my new boots on I'm gonna wear a groove so deep In your mind that everyone coming after me Will be moving to my beat Showdown We got green lights down 9th avenue We got an ice cold slice of winter moon We both got torture guards around our hearts Mine used to break me down too soon Showdown Showdown Showdown… Right for me Hold back the cannons Call off the guards How did your eyes get So mean so fast so hard Can we do something else We've been here before Stop dragging me into The battles of your little wars I don't know what you're going through What demons you need to set free I don't think you're right in the head But I think you're just right for me You're just right for me Baby you're just right for me So call me tomorrow When this storm has passed When you're good you love me Like nobody else ever has I don't know what you're going through What demons you need to set free I don't think you're right in the head But I think you're just right for me You're just right for me Baby you're just right for me
All Over Again ( Johnny Cash ) Every time I look at you I fall in love All over again Every time I think of you It all begins All over again One little dream at night and I can dream all day It only takes a memory to thrill me One little kiss from you and I just fly away Pour me out your love until you fill me I wanna fall in love Beginning from the start All over again Show me how you stole away my heart All over again One little dream at night and I can dream all day It only takes a memory to thrill me One little kiss from you, I just fly away Pour me out your love until you fill me I wanna fall in love Beginning from the start All over again Show me how you stole away my heart All over again
Hope she'll be happier ( Bill Withers ) Maybe the lateness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But in my heart there is a shower I hope she'll be happier with him Maybe the darkness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But over the darkness I have no power I hope she'll be happier with him I can't believe that you don't want to see me We lived and loved with each other so long I never thought you really would leave me But you're gone Maybe the lateness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But in my heart there is a power Hope she'll be happier with him The miracle Sleep holds Nothing but Dreams hold Nothing but We'll never know We'll never know We are Open As sky can be A bird's eye A tapped knee We're in it now We're in it now We are Strangers Come this far Someday Even stars Will leave us They'll leave us We are Half a work of art Half smile Half heart We'll never know We'll never know We are
American Standard
Invocation Would you even know me Since I've been away I wake with my eyes closed And sleep through the day But I'll open my heart And I'll learn how to pray If mama you let me come home I've snuck into Eden In the hours before dawn I've stolen the apples That dropped on your lawn My spirit my pride And my innocence gone Please mama let me come home Oh mama let me come home I've strayed far from you For too little, too long I know I've been hard headed, Selfish and wrong Please mama let me come home I'm shut out of heaven And decades from hell I've passed out in the shrines Where the beautiful fell And I've burned down the silo And poisoned the well Please mama let me come home I made back alley deals That were forged in your name I was dazzled by gold And the shimmer of fame And you knew all the time But you never complained Please mama let me come home Oh mama let me come home I've strayed far from you For too little, too long I know I've been hard headed, Selfish and wrong Please mama let me come home I'll do all the dishes And clean out your shed I'll bring you the paper And coffee in bed I'll tell you great stories Right outta my head If mama, you let me come home I'll be a great sage Or a fabulous liar I'll hammer a truce Or wage war in your honor Follow every spark Rising up from your fire If mama you let me come home Oh mama let me come home I've strayed far from you For too little, too long I know I've been hard headed Selfish and wrong Please mama let me come home Oh mama let me come home I've strayed far from you For too little, too long I know I've been hard headed Selfish and wrong Please mama let me come home Please mama let me come home Good in '62 At the stomp called ponderosa The old men strut like bandyroos You had a hit in Louisiana That spread to Texas in '62 You're squeezed back in your favourite jacket With sequins sewn on gabardine Orange flames are licking black And on the back, your one, true name You slam one back and you bite the lime Then you're gnawing on your guitar in 2/4 time You had some money in your pockets And the women were kind You had it good in '62 You must've had it good in '62 The band is back but minus jimmy Gone last year, this one's for you Coralynn's in crinolines She's looking shy and singing oh You slam one back and you bite the lime Then you're gnawing on your guitar in 2/4 time You had some money in your pockets And the women were kind You had it good in '62 You must've had it good in '62 In the crowd boys slouch in sideburns Cuban shirts and two toned shoes The girls in diggers, pencil skirts Bettie page got fresh tattoos You slam one back and you bite the lime Then you're gnawing on your guitar in 2/4 time You had some money in your pockets And the women were kind You had it good in '62 You must've had it good in '62 I don't know what you're selling now Could be cars or shares or shoes But you once sold 12,000 records Back in 1962 You slam one back and you bite the lime Then you're gnawing on your guitar in 2/4 time You had some money in your pockets And the women were kind You had it good in '62 You must've had it good in '62 Oh you had it good in '62 You must've had it good in '62 Billboards for Jesus The local saint's got a beautiful daughter You cast your net then you bent and caught her Now you go follow her back to the water I was flat on my back in the black of a Carolina river Your mother's here, child so whatcha gonna give her Then a song from above hit the water then it glittered Past the frontage road out of Disney world Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls I like my whiskey neat and my men a little sloppy In the back seat of my old jalopy Whatcha gonna do about it poor little puppy Make your bed in the morning, make your lady happy With your chest puffed out and your arms all scrappy Keep your powder dry and your tent flap floppy Past the good ole boys and the Dallas pearls Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls The local saint's got a beautiful daughter You cast your net then you bent and caught her Now you go follow her back to the water Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls Past the billboards for Jesus and for dancing girls Are you dancing with her tonight I'm tired, so tired I wish that I could get some rest My baby says that he loves me But he doesn't love me the best My baby says he still loves me But he doesn't love me the best Are you dancing with her tonight Are you holding her close and tight Will you make love by candlelight Like we used to do Is she thankful for all she has Is her heart beating hard and fast Does she think that your love will last Well, honey, me too He's sorry, so sorry But he's never coming home My baby says that he loves me But he doesn't love me alone My baby says that he loves me But he doesn't love me alone Are you dancing with her tonight Are you holding her close and tight Will you make love by candlelight Like we used to do Is she thankful for all she has Is her heart beating hard and fast Does she think that your love will last Well, honey, me too
Here Comes A Regular ( The Replacements ) Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst After a hard day of nothing much at all Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall And sometimes I just ain't in the mood To take my place in back with the loudmouths You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food I used to live at home, now I stay at the house And everybody wants to be special here They call your name out loud and clear Here comes a regular Call out your name Here comes a regular Am I the only one here today Well a drinking buddy that's bound to another town Once the police made you go away And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now I'll take a great big whiskey to you anyway Everybody wants to be someone's here Someone's gonna show up, never fear Here comes a regular Call out your name Here comes a regular Am I the only one who feels ashamed Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy The fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow Turn your back on a pay-you-back, last call First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall Everybody wants to be special here They call your name out loud and clear Here comes a regular Call out my name Here comes a regular Am I the only one here today Don't Go Down ( Elliott Smith ) I met a girl, a snowball in hell She was hard and as cracked as the Liberty Bell I got her to come on and move in with me And I said I'd find a better place we could spend eternity Don't go down Don't go down Stay with me Baby, stay Her mama called me a thief And her dad called himself commander-in-chief I fought him off with my love But I knew the sense of worthlessness she'd have to rise above Don't go down Don't go down Stay with me Baby, stay Don't go down Don't go down Stay with me Baby, stay She had a dream, woke up in shock She had seen her own body outlined in chalk I split the scene, the globe had been spun And her ghost leaned down to kiss me with a message from the sun Don't go down Don't go down Stay with me Baby, stay Don't go down Don't go down Stay with me Baby stay
Hanging Around My Boy I've got a boy that I love with all my mind He loves me and I'm gonna treat him right No one else can take my place 'Cause he loves my smiling face Better not care to hanging around my boy I wonder why I love him like I do I guess it's called, he's so sweet and true No one else can take my place 'Cause he loves my smiling face Better not care to hanging around my boy Sweeter than the flowers in the spring When he's near my heart it starts insane No one else can take my place 'Cause he loves my smiling face Better not care to hanging around my boy Better not care to hanging around my boy Better not care to hanging around my boy No one else can take my place 'Cause he loves my smiling face Better not care to hanging around my boy Better not care to Better not care to Better not care to Better not care to Better not care to Hanging around my boy
*** Thanx a lot to Rob for this one *** Lou Lou Knows (Sonny Burgess) Lou Lou knows what guys today Lou Lou knows what steps to take Lou Lou knows who is hard to break Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou knows how to use the bub Put size screaming to show the pub Smokes cigarettes from the flip deck box Lou Lou is taken this town She want push me, car won't run Chill by the man, who's drive the one Lou Lou clothes all the latest style She's got that try and kiss me smile She know she's got your heart on try Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou won't be second choice Lou Lou this town, biggest noise Lou Lou knows what guys today Lou Lou knows what steps to take Lou Lou knows who is hard to break Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this town Lou Lou is taken this
You fine girl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Going to the mirror Gonna beg my hair to curl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl What you doin' doin' silly man What you doin' doin' silly man Think my heart stopped beating But I'll do the best I can What you doin' doin', silly man Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Where you think I'm going Lord, what in the world Where you goin' goin' you fine girl What you doin' doin' silly man What you doin' doin' silly man Let's be late for dinner And miss the opening band What you doin' doin' silly man Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Going to the mirror Gonna beg my hair to curl Where you goin' goin' you fine girl Election day We all got flags, we been dying to fly We all got a baby that cries and cries Mine's been howling since eighty one When Lennon died and the old man come The poets wrote, the musicians played The mothers marched and the atheists prayed And every door, every wavering brain Was plain worn down by the youth brigade Ain't it good to see somebody knows just where you been Look at us, we're screeching monkeys lit up from within Here's a toast to every angel sitting on their pins Good guys sometimes win The tools of the devil were a beating drum His holy name and a silver tongue The poor man's anger and the rich man's till And the elevation of an empty shell Between the wars and choking trees Whose song is sung, who's begging please Who rang the bell, who made the bed Disgraced the missing and the dead Ain't it good to see somebody knows just where you been Look at us, we're screeching monkeys lit up from within Here's a toast to every angel sitting on their pins Good guys sometimes win We're all product, we're all proof We're what happened to our youth How hilarious, how uncouth We beat back the devil in the voting booth The poets wrote, the musicians played The mothers marched and the atheists prayed And every door, every wavering brain Was plain worn down by the youth brigade Ain't it good to see somebody knows just where you been Look at us, we're screeching monkeys lit up from within Here's a toast to every angel sitting on their pins Good guys sometimes win
Secret Canon Vol. 1
Do I Love You Do I love you Do I love you I've often been told that I love you Yes I want you And I'll haunt you Please come back home to me Do you worry Do you worry If you do I'll come running in a hurry Yes I'll hurry Yes I'll hurry a'home to you Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Often been told from the start Our love is far apart But I still love you as you are As if it was that way from the start Do you worry Do you worry If you do I'll come running in a hurry Do you worry I do worry over you Often been told from a star Our love is far apart But I still love you as you are As if it was that way from the start Do I love you Do I love you I've often been told that I love you Do I love you Yes I love you Won't you come back home to me
Don't Fuck Around With Love Take a little advice from me Play around with TNT But baby, don't fuck around with love Mess around with a hungry bear Grab a tiger by the hair But baby, don't fuck around with love Never toy with emotions Unless you enjoy big explosions Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Well, when you say the words "I love you" Just be sure each word is true And baby, don't fuck around with love Never toy with deep emotions Unless you enjoy big explosions Well, when you say the words "I love you" Just be sure each word is true And baby, don't fuck around with love Take a little advice from me Play around with TNT But baby, don't fuck around with love
I'll Close My Eyes I'll close my eyes to everyone but you And when I do, I'll see you standing there I'll lock my heart to any other caress I'll never say yes to a new love affair Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I'll close my eyes to everything that's gay If you're not there, to share each lovely day And through the years, those moments When we're apart, I'll close my eyes And see you with my heart I'll close my eyes to everyone but you If you're not there, to share each lovely day And through the years those moments When we're apart, I'll close my eyes And see you with my heart
Sweet Lotus Blossom Soothe me with your caress Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom Help me in my distress Sweet lotus blossom, please do Now you alone can bring my lover back to me Even though I know it's just a fantasy Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin And then knock me clear out Sweet lotus blossom, please do Soothe me with your caress Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom Help me in my distress Sweet lotus blossom, please do Now you alone can bring my lover back to me Even though I know it's just a fantasy And then knock me clear out Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Your Fool Again Although you're left me With all it the Blues After all I didn't to you Something inside of me Makes me want to be You're fool again You didn't want me You knew from the star That I knew, but not my heart Still something inside of me Makes me want to be You're fool again Laugh at me, go on make fun of me I'm just in love so wide be shamed I was hide to know, that I miss you so I have only, only myself to blame I promised never to call you again But my promises, were all in vein Something inside of me Makes me want to be You're fool again But I promised never to call you again But my promises, were all in vein Something inside of me Makes me want to be You're fool again
If Yesterday Could Only Be Tomorrow If yesterday could only be tomorrow And I knew then the things that I know now There'd be so much to remember And nothing to regret If I could do it all over somehow Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I only wish that I had held you closer For now you seem a million miles away If yesterday could only be tomorrow And the clock had stopped just before it reached today I only wish that I had held you closer For now you seem a million miles away If yesterday could only be tomorrow And the clock had stopped just before it reached today
Come In Out Of The Rain Come in out of the rain Brush those tears from your eyes If I've been kind of mean to you I apologize Come in where you belong You were right, I was wrong Sometimes we have a spat or two What is love without a feud Ah come on, let a smile shine through Come in out of the rain Come in out of the rain Brush those tears from your eyes If I've been kind of mean to you I apologize Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Come in where you belong You were right, I was wrong Sometimes we have a spat or two But what is love without a feud Come on, let a smile shine through Come in out of the rain Come in out of the rain
Call Me Darling Call me darling, call me sweetheart, call me dear Thrill me, darling, with words I want to hear In your dark eyes so smiling is a promise I see But your two lips won't say that you care for me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Oh my darling, if our daydreams, oh come true Then I'll meet me at a secret rendez-vous And we'd find a paradise that lies deep in your eyes Call me darling, call me sweetheart, call me dear Oh my darling, if our daydreams, oh come true Then I'll meet me at a secret rendez-vous And we'd find a paradise that lies deep in your eyes Call me darling, call me sweetheart, call me dear Call me darling, call me sweetheart, call me dear
Take Me In Your Arms Take me in your arms Before you take your love away Take me in your arms Before we part Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Let me thrill again To your caress of yesterday Let me fill again My hungry heart One hour of gladness That we knew in the past One moment's madness Although it be the last, hold me fast Blind me with your charms With all the stardust in the sky Take me in your arms And then goodbye
Secret Canyon Vol. 2
Reconsider Me (Margaret Lewis) Hello baby, yes it's really me After the wrong I've done Guess you're surprised to see me Here at your door Like a sparrow with a broken wing Who's come back to beg you to reconsider me Re, reconsider me I can't make it without your love, can't you see If you will let me and I'll love you eternally Oh baby, baby reconsider me Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I learned the truth About the so-called good life It was just a candle Too short to burn the night Now all the dark in my heart I will hand you in plea Oh light my way again Light my way and reconsider me Re, reconsider me I can't make it without your love, can't you see If you will let me I will love you eternally Oh baby, baby, baby, reconsider me Baby, baby, reconsider me I can't make it without your love, can't you see If you'll let me I will love you I will love you eternally Oh baby, baby, baby, reconsider me
I'll Be A Liar (Bertrand Russell Berns)
If a lie If a lie If a lie Brings your lips a little closer Though it cuts me And it wounds me Like a knife Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a Even though I wanna tell the truth Even though I wanna tell the truth I'll be a liar For the rest of my life If a lie If a lie If a lie Can help me keep you baby Even if it pains me And it brings me close to tears Even though I wanna tell the truth Even though I wanna tell the truth I'll be a liar Yes I will For the rest of my years If a lie If a lie If a lie Can help me keep you baby Though it hurts me To see the hurt That's there in your eyes Even though I wanna tell the truth Even though I wanna tell the truth I'll be a liar For the rest of my life Even though I wanna tell the truth... I've Had My Moments (Frank Sinatra) I've had my moments I must confess My fleeting moments Of tenderness I sang of true love I've played guitars Then found a new love 'Neath tropical stars This time's the last time This time it's new Love as a pastime For me is through Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin I've had my moments My big bad moments But now my one big moment is you This time's the last time This time it's new Love as a pastime For me is through I've had my moments My big bad moments But now my one big moment is you
Rise And Fall It's How You Hold Me When we dance that's when I remember All the ways you can spin me around It's not your skill or your style Or your gaze or your smile It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now You hold me strong and tender Like it would hurt you to let me fall down Like I'm precious and wild Like I'm a newborn child It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now And when I'm blue that's when I remember To be grateful for what I have found Though your words, God, they move me As they comfort and soothe It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser You hold me strong and tender Like it would hurt you to let me fall down Like I'm precious and wild Like I'm a newborn child It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now When me make love that's when I remember That we're dancing on god's holy ground More than your body's fine grace Or your beautiful face It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now You hold me strong and tender Like it would hurt you to let me fall down Like I'm precious and wild Like I'm a newborn child It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now It's how you hold me, how you're holding me now
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You're Not What I Need (But You're All That I Want) You're not what I need But you're all that I want You're easy to read You're too nonchalant I need someone bolder I need a shoulder You're not what I need But you're all that I want I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser Our spirits are restless And our bodies are, too That's why, I'm guessing I've been so drawn to you But I need love that can heal me I need love that reveals me And you're not what I need But you're all that I want I need a man who knows what he's got Who loves who I am, and forgives what I'm not I need someone steady Somebody who's ready for me So let me come over To your arms tonight And we can make love (Though we can't make love right) I need someone bolder I need a shoulder And you're not what I need But you're all that I want I need a man who knows what he's got Who loves who I am, and forgives what I'm not I need someone steady Somebody who's ready for me So I'll give you tonight Then I'll give you this song There won't be a fight ‘Cause nobody's wrong I need love that can heal me I need love that reveals me And you're not what I need But you're all that I want
Eat It Up Here on the island The bells ring it's 3 Three churches, three songs Three paths from the sea The sky will darn its curtains Hang its lanterns from their strings The moon is full of itself again Only a hundred stars are listening I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser Oh, listening Oh, listening Oh, listening That one named my heart That one gave me blues I gave them too much time Too many years to lose ... Whatever's your desire I'll mash the fruit to fill your cup I'll make the sacrificial kill And you can eat it up Oh, eat it up, eat it up Oh, eat it up Remember this room Remember this key This gift from the sky This path from the sea Oh, eat it up, eat it up Oh, eat it up, eat it up Oh, eat it up
Yes, You Win You're my wish, you're my fish You're my smile every morning You're my chief, you're my thief You took command with no warning And for you and only you I will shed all my skin I will be pink, your favorite drink Yes, you win I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser You will build and I will till And we'll grow a house and garden Our story's told, we will grow old And we'll remember how it started That for you and only you I shed all my skin We'll age like wine, better than fine Yes, you win Yes, I am yours, your swinging door I open out and open in And you are mine, I'll hang a sign Yes, you win
Far Away Again Turn around, you bastard moon You drunken night, with your slurred perfume I'm breathless in a shabby room I'm far away again When I'm gone, you never fret The kitchen's clean and the table's set Your dinner obligations met When I'm far away again I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser I called you, it was your sundown A pack of boys in a party town You were roasted, shouldered, ribbed and crowned And I'm far away again The words all stick like hard goodbyes Then the strings come in, and the strings don't lie I write the saddest lullabyes When I'm far away again Armored with a sense of scale A begging bowl and a wedding veil I soldier on, but I've left a trail I'm far away again So baby, won't you come to me The food is bad but the drinks are free And I'm everything you want from me I'm far away again
A Few Confessions Sometimes asleep I dream I'm in love with other men With a genius, with a stranger Once with your best friend And in every one I'm happy And excited and ashamed Do you mind I belong in lots of places But not where these rivers meet With people stacked on people Stacked on metal and concrete Though it has the grandest dreamers That ever hurried across a street) Do you mind I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser And Romeo next door is crying again He's a tundra dog who hates the cold Chimes tumble off the pavement And the screen is coming loose again It's old I never was a cool kid Socializing grinds me down And I knew I'd be a grumbler Since my boots first hit the ground And since you could've charmed the trendy skirt Off of any girl in town Do you mind In our teeny little garden December stole my blooms And it shuttered out the sunlight In our cluttered living room And I wish I was in Texas Or new england or rangoon Do you mind
The Hole I'm digging a hole in the ground I'm wearing your boots, and I'm digging a hole in the ground And I'm looking at all of the room that I've saved For more holes to be dug by somebody, someday While I'm digging a hole in the ground I'm wearing your boots And I'm digging a hole in the ground I copy I paste I'm bad I'm a loser And I'm humming a lullaby you used to sing With my head on your chest, Your voice hollow and rumbling While I'm looking at all of the room that I've saved For more holes to be dug by somebody, someday While I'm digging a hole in the ground I'm wearing your boots, and I'm digging a hole in the ground I see you teaching me how to lay fires In a circle of rocks like this one where you'll lie And I'm humming a lullaby you used to sing With my head on your chest Your voice hollow and rumbling While I'm looking at all of the room that I've saved For more holes to be dug by somebody, someday While I'm digging a hole in the ground I'm wearing your boots and I'm digging a hole in the ground I'm wearing your boots and I'm digging a hole in the ground
Non Albums Tracks
Go Away With Me (Dan Welch / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP") Go, go, go away with me And I know you soon will forget All the false love that's haunting your memories Go and you'll never regret Far from his heartless eyes I can love you and you'll realize That your life holds so much in store When you're loved and you're wanted and adored Go, go, go away with me And I know you soon will forget All the false love that's haunting your memories Go and you'll never regret You're his plaything and nothing more He will hurt you he's done it before Then you'll cry, cry, cry out in vain For his heart to go wondering again Go, go, go away with me And I know you soon will forget All the false love that keeps haunting your memories Go and you'll never regret
It's Not Love (But It's Not Bad) (Merle Haggard / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP") She was always there each time I needed you Holding on to me like I held on to you We still don't have what you and I once had No, it's not love but it's not bad No, it's not love, not like ours was It's not love but it keeps love from driving me mad And I don't have to wonder who he's had No, it's not love but it's not bad I turn to him when you leave me alone Sometimes even when you're here, and you're still gone He's slowly changing what you leave so sad No, it's not love but it's not bad No, it's not love, not like ours was It's not love but it keeps love from driving me mad And I don't have to wonder who he's had No, it's not love but it's not bad No, it's not love, not like ours was It's not love but it keeps love from driving me mad And I don't have to wonder who he's had No, it's not love but it's not bad
Mother Earth (Memphis Slim / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP") You may high-hat me all the time You might never go my way But Mother Earth is layin' for you 'Cause there's a debt you got to pay Don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth You may own half the city Even diamonds and pearls You may buy yourself a plane And fly all around the world But don't care how great you are Don't care how much you worth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth You may play on the race horses you may own a race track You may have enough money baby To buy anything you lack I don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth You can dress some fancy clothes Send your kids a fancy school When you ??? lots of money You can make up your own ??? But don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth Don't care how great you are Don't care what you worth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth When it all ends up You got to go back to Mother Earth
Only The Lonely
(Hazel Dickens / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP") Only the lonely Only the lonely Only the lonely will know I've spent a lifetime Searching for some kind Of contentment in my soul Just a little sunshine Only sometimes And a place to come in from the cold Only the lonely Only the lonely Only the lonely will know Lost and lonely Longing for only One ray of light In this dark well of time Only the lonely Only the lonely Only the lonely will know Only the lonely Only the lonely Only the lonely will know
Scars from an Old Love (Hazel Dickens / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP") I held him as close as I dared to go All his sweet love has started to show I know that I need him, but trustin' his love But the scars from an old love haven't quite healed enough Yes the battle is over, but healing takes time Leave it all of them old memories behind I know that I need him, need him so much But the scars from an old love haven't quite healed enough Yes the battle is over, and the victor has fled Wounded and dying, one lonely heart bled Now love sounds her bugle, playing loves old sweet song While the scars from an old love haven't quite all gone I know that I love him, need him so much But the scars from an old love haven't quite healed enough
Sloop John B ( Do It Again: A Tribute To Pet Sounds ) We come on the sloop john b My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up I want to go home So hoist up the john bs sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home The first mate he got drunk And broke in the capns trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff john stone Why dont you leave me alone, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home So hoist up the john bs sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why dont you let me go home (hoist up the john bs sail) Hoist up the john b I feel so broke up I wanna go home Let me go home The poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits And then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why dont they let me go home This is the worst trip Ive ever been on So hoist up the john bs sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why dont you let me go home
You Better Let That Liar Alone (The Carter Family / With Mamie Minch "For the Love of Hazel EP")
If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble You'd better let that liar alone Well let me tell you people what a liar will do He's always coming with something new He'll steal your heart with false pretence Make out like he's your bosom friend If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble You'd better let that liar alone He'll tell you such a lie it'll surprise your mind He'll mix a little truth for to make it shine When he finds out you believe what he says Then that liar's gonna have his way If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble You'd better let that liar alone Well he'll make out like he loves you so well Everything you hear he must come and tell Let me tell you sisters if you wanna hear What a certain somebody says about you He studies up a lie and he'll tell it so smooth That you'll think absolutely that it must be true He'll urge you out to trace the tale And if you don't mind you'll be put in jail Oh, a hypocrite liar both kicks up a fuss They're both very bad but a liar's the worse If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble You'd better let that liar alone If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble If you don't want to get in trouble You'd better let that liar alone