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Songs from “Lost In Your Own Hometown”
Words and Music by Adam Brooks Dudding
Published by Whirled Werks Music
Lower 40 Records
All Rights Reserved
VALLEY
I’ve been lost in Pensacola County. I’ve been lost on two lanes late at night. I’ve been lost a few yards from my campsite. My friends might say I’ve been lost all my life. I’ve been lost in cold Kanawha Valley. I’ve been lost in words you’ve said to me. I’ve been lost in your warmth my darling, so I don’t want to loose this chance to get you lost in me. I once dreamed my first name was Johnny. I once dreamed I finally left this town. I once dreamed of pillows made of concrete where I had often time laid myself down. I once dreamed of warmth and sweet surrender. I once dreamed my walls feel down again. I once dreamed of honey covered caramel but none where as sweet as the dreams I had with you. I’ve been found looking for the answers. I’ve been found searching for the signs. I’ve been found laying on your doorstep just waiting for the morning to finally say goodnight
TURN LEFT OFF THE EXIT
Turn left of the exit. Watch yourself, protect it. Don’t let them see you coming. Take it slow. Traffic is stop and go. Another half-mile and we’ll be humming. Sometimes you have to weigh it. The situation sways. It’s hard to tell how much it’s all really worth. Don’t open up your bag yet. Pandora’s up in bed. You don’t know what that girl would do to this earth. Split it up divide it. Any way you like it. It’s all about your choice. Well it’s time to go, so move it slow. Don’t ever let nobody hear your voice. Get back on the turnpike. Turn back on your headlights. Thank god you got that cruise-control. Well come back up and see me, you know I’ll never leave. I got that rock and baby you got that roll. Whenever you come over just make sure that it’s a Saturday night. I’ll leave the front door open, make sure that you squeeze it tight. Pandora works a double you know we could get in trouble tonight. I never know where things are going, but I know they’re gonna be alright.
BLACKSWAMP STOMP (ONE MORE DANCE)
She was a pack-a-day straight-no-chaser and with her cowboy boots you couldn’t mistake the sounds she made when you turned the jukebox on. Well she picked me up and asked me for a dance and I was on that floor before I even had a chance to take a sip of my beer, turn around and look. When I did I shook. She was six-foot-ten two seventy-five, both arms tattooed it was a crazy sight. Built like a mountain but danced like a river. When she put her arms around me my whole body shivered. She tried to lead and I tried to follow but with my two left feet and my courage hollow she had to chase me down because I was running off back to my seat. One more dance. Give me that second chance. Baby, just one more dance with you. If you got the time I want to shine and show off my two-step, bottle of wine and a long-neck. So put on your dancing shoes. I don’t care too much about making up small talk, when every conversation’s a long walk, and I just want to dance with you. I have to say I felt a little uneasy. Everywhere I looked people trying to tease me. But it was kind of nice the way she held me in those big strong arms and then she spun me. She stomped her boots right a cross that floor. Stomping so hard it nearly shook off the doors. She kept the beat of the bass drum, twirled me like chewing gum. I had to fess up I was having fun. I had to sit down and rest for a while. I told her thanks and returned her smile. She looked upset and just stood and pointed at the dance floor. I tried to ignore it. Next thing you know she was with another fella, and I can’t believe it, I was feeling jealous. I finished my beer, filled up my flask and I tapped her on the shoulder with a question to ask. One more dance. Give me that second chance. Baby, just one more dance with you. If you got the time I want to shine and show off my two-step, bottle of wine and a long-neck. So put on your dancing’ shoes. I don’t care that some folks think it’s a sin, so they stop and stare and then they start to grin. And I just want to dance with you.
THIS SPACE BETWEEN US
Swerved off the road I was traveling. Tried to gain back control. Looking out, the world was spinning ‘round. It was bright, it was loud and it was cold. Coming up on collision. Something I had felt before. I closed my eyes and thought of all the loved ones that I had left behind in this world. And all this space between us. And all our foolish ways. We go on, just counting on the promise that the sun will bring us one more day. That was yesterday. Looking back on the damage. Sorting through the debris. Wishing now that I had been more careful. Turn the lights on, take it slower, wait and see. Open up your eyes because your star is out tonight. Hold on tightly and believe it’s meant to be. Saw the light in the distance. Tried to chase down the glow. Threw my hands up asking for redemption for the life that wore me out and lost control.
WHEN GREEN TURNS TO BROWN
You tried to tell me but I could not hear you above all those awful sounds. I looked straight a head. You looked far away. Far away from the love we found. Have you lost sight of the love we found so long ago? Did you try to hold on or did you just let it go? It’s hard to find it when green turns to brown. Have you lost sight of the love we found? Simple pleasures I took for granted in our new love paradise. It’s not easy to admit it. It’s even harder to deny with that far away look in your eye. I tried to fix it without all the pieces because you never come around here anymore. I keep searching for answers. You just keep asking questions. Have you lost sight of the love we found?
SEVEN NUMBER BLUES
You’ve been passing out on the couch most every night. I wonder why you sleep so much. I wonder why we fight. It’s got me thinking about that girl I must have met at least a month ago. Now I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. Well, I’ve been searching high, been searching low. Looking in between the pages of a book I read, in that magazine. In the glove box of my broke car, underneath the seat. You know I can’t find it anywhere. Now I can’t get to sleep
because I’m searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know. I look behind the refrigerator. I search around the stove. And I drive my car around look at paper on the road just cause I’m thinking about that girl I must have met at least a month ago. Now I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. I look behind the television. I walk right out that door. I couldn’t see a god damn thing the light burned out on my front porch. I’m in the basement now, look behind the wash’n machine. A bid old spider jumped right out I swear I almost screamed. But I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. I’m in bedroom now, while you’re still asleep. In that dresser drawer, that’s where I saw it last I think. In the pocket of these dirty jeans or rolled up in a sleeve, and if you were to wake up now I’d tell you it’s a dream cause I’m searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know. And I’m still searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know.
MR. HINTON
Mr. Hinton lost his love for life while his wife sat silent by the phone. Every way she’d try to start her day, Mrs. H. still felt the “big unknown”. So call her, call her what you will, but she’s still there by the telephone. And you know she’s wishing she could go. But she can’t leave when she loves him so…call her, call her what you will ‘cause she’s still there by the telephone.
MAMA’S BOY AT HEART
You’re just a mama’s boy at heart, but now it’s time to start to put your coat on all by yourself. In everything you’d do, you’re mama would see you through. She’d pick you up and put you on your feet. Now the people passing by don’t know that you’ve been crying, because it’s so damn easy to play the other part. The stage has now been set, you’re going to treat life with respect because you’ll always be a mama’s boy at heart. Everybody has gone through some pain. Everybody has walked through some rain. What a bout the baby? What about the boy? What about the child that’s lost what he keeps searching for? You’ve got to set your mind at ease. Wipe that dirt off of your knees. Walk it off. Take some time to catch your breath. That big old sun will shine again and you still got all of these friends that know you’re just a mama’s boy at heart.
ALL THE FINEST GIRLS
All the finest girls are from Ohio. I’ve traveled around this world and that’s why I know. Every place has got their picks but I’d still bet my life on it that All the finest girls are from Ohio. If you’re searching for a princess or a queen, just like those fairytales or from a dream. If you’re luck’s been running out, you’ll find them there without a doubt, from Rio Grande to good old Bowling Green. If you’re looking for a girlfriend or a wife or a pretty girl to hang out with tonight, whatever you’ve been looking for there’s one, two, three and four Ohio women bound to change you’re life. So if you’re passing through you might decide to stay because it happens there a thousand times a day. Everywhere you look around, wild women trying to settle down from Union City up to Timber Lake. If you’re looking for a sinner or a saint, A devil or an angel’s sweet embrace. You won’t have to go too far. Try any church or any bar. Both will leave a smile on your face
WHAT YOU’VE GOT I NEED
If you were to leave, if you walked out on me, I don’t think I’d ever be able to make it without you. Darling won’t you take my hand. I want you to understand that I am only half the man I could be when I am without you. So I can guarantee that what you’ve got I need to live in peace. Promise that you’ll never leave. Always shine your light on me so I know I will never be living in this world without you.
THAT’S LIFE
I’ve been lost. I’ve been found. I’ve been turned upside down. I’ve been stood up, and I’ve sat down until I sunk beneath these sounds. Isn’t that the way they say it has to be. That’s Life. That’s me. I’ve been worn out but I’ve hung out with all these friends that keep me around. I’ve been love. I’ve been hate. I’ve been know to hesitate. I’ve been shut up. I’ve been turned down. I’ve been kicked and pushed around. And I pushed back until I fell down that same hole that I dug in the ground.
ASHOOTINGSTAR
They tried to run us out of town. We never even saw it coming. They told us not to make a sound. Some turned back others started humming. We live just like photographs always trapped in the states they keep us in. But they just want to fold us. Push us back, you know, but we won’t bend. We’re just hanging out. No need to be offended. So gather up your town. We’re busting down these fences. They told us not to come around. Disappear and all will be forgotten. We bought what they sold us year by year and we just kept on watching. Don’t ever take for granted seeds get planted but roots don’t have to grow. And a shooting star just faded long before we could see it’s glow. How much should we take to make us stronger? How long must we wait? Not much longer. They tried to run us out of town. We never even saw it coming. They told us not to make a sound; disappear and all will be forgotten. Don’t ever take for granted seeds get planted but roots can’t still grow. And a shooting star just faded long before we could see its glow.
Songs from “Lost In Your Own Hometown”
Words and Music by Adam Brooks Dudding
Published by Whirled Werks Music
Lower 40 Records
All Rights Reserved
VALLEY
I’ve been lost in Pensacola County. I’ve been lost on two lanes late at night. I’ve been lost a few yards from my campsite. My friends might say I’ve been lost all my life. I’ve been lost in cold Kanawha Valley. I’ve been lost in words you’ve said to me. I’ve been lost in your warmth my darling, so I don’t want to loose this chance to get you lost in me. I once dreamed my first name was Johnny. I once dreamed I finally left this town. I once dreamed of pillows made of concrete where I had often time laid myself down. I once dreamed of warmth and sweet surrender. I once dreamed my walls feel down again. I once dreamed of honey covered caramel but none where as sweet as the dreams I had with you. I’ve been found looking for the answers. I’ve been found searching for the signs. I’ve been found laying on your doorstep just waiting for the morning to finally say goodnight
TURN LEFT OFF THE EXIT
Turn left of the exit. Watch yourself, protect it. Don’t let them see you coming. Take it slow. Traffic is stop and go. Another half-mile and we’ll be humming. Sometimes you have to weigh it. The situation sways. It’s hard to tell how much it’s all really worth. Don’t open up your bag yet. Pandora’s up in bed. You don’t know what that girl would do to this earth. Split it up divide it. Any way you like it. It’s all about your choice. Well it’s time to go, so move it slow. Don’t ever let nobody hear your voice. Get back on the turnpike. Turn back on your headlights. Thank god you got that cruise-control. Well come back up and see me, you know I’ll never leave. I got that rock and baby you got that roll. Whenever you come over just make sure that it’s a Saturday night. I’ll leave the front door open, make sure that you squeeze it tight. Pandora works a double you know we could get in trouble tonight. I never know where things are going, but I know they’re gonna be alright.
BLACKSWAMP STOMP (ONE MORE DANCE)
She was a pack-a-day straight-no-chaser and with her cowboy boots you couldn’t mistake the sounds she made when you turned the jukebox on. Well she picked me up and asked me for a dance and I was on that floor before I even had a chance to take a sip of my beer, turn around and look. When I did I shook. She was six-foot-ten two seventy-five, both arms tattooed it was a crazy sight. Built like a mountain but danced like a river. When she put her arms around me my whole body shivered. She tried to lead and I tried to follow but with my two left feet and my courage hollow she had to chase me down because I was running off back to my seat. One more dance. Give me that second chance. Baby, just one more dance with you. If you got the time I want to shine and show off my two-step, bottle of wine and a long-neck. So put on your dancing shoes. I don’t care too much about making up small talk, when every conversation’s a long walk, and I just want to dance with you. I have to say I felt a little uneasy. Everywhere I looked people trying to tease me. But it was kind of nice the way she held me in those big strong arms and then she spun me. She stomped her boots right a cross that floor. Stomping so hard it nearly shook off the doors. She kept the beat of the bass drum, twirled me like chewing gum. I had to fess up I was having fun. I had to sit down and rest for a while. I told her thanks and returned her smile. She looked upset and just stood and pointed at the dance floor. I tried to ignore it. Next thing you know she was with another fella, and I can’t believe it, I was feeling jealous. I finished my beer, filled up my flask and I tapped her on the shoulder with a question to ask. One more dance. Give me that second chance. Baby, just one more dance with you. If you got the time I want to shine and show off my two-step, bottle of wine and a long-neck. So put on your dancing’ shoes. I don’t care that some folks think it’s a sin, so they stop and stare and then they start to grin. And I just want to dance with you.
THIS SPACE BETWEEN US
Swerved off the road I was traveling. Tried to gain back control. Looking out, the world was spinning ‘round. It was bright, it was loud and it was cold. Coming up on collision. Something I had felt before. I closed my eyes and thought of all the loved ones that I had left behind in this world. And all this space between us. And all our foolish ways. We go on, just counting on the promise that the sun will bring us one more day. That was yesterday. Looking back on the damage. Sorting through the debris. Wishing now that I had been more careful. Turn the lights on, take it slower, wait and see. Open up your eyes because your star is out tonight. Hold on tightly and believe it’s meant to be. Saw the light in the distance. Tried to chase down the glow. Threw my hands up asking for redemption for the life that wore me out and lost control.
WHEN GREEN TURNS TO BROWN
You tried to tell me but I could not hear you above all those awful sounds. I looked straight a head. You looked far away. Far away from the love we found. Have you lost sight of the love we found so long ago? Did you try to hold on or did you just let it go? It’s hard to find it when green turns to brown. Have you lost sight of the love we found? Simple pleasures I took for granted in our new love paradise. It’s not easy to admit it. It’s even harder to deny with that far away look in your eye. I tried to fix it without all the pieces because you never come around here anymore. I keep searching for answers. You just keep asking questions. Have you lost sight of the love we found?
SEVEN NUMBER BLUES
You’ve been passing out on the couch most every night. I wonder why you sleep so much. I wonder why we fight. It’s got me thinking about that girl I must have met at least a month ago. Now I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. Well, I’ve been searching high, been searching low. Looking in between the pages of a book I read, in that magazine. In the glove box of my broke car, underneath the seat. You know I can’t find it anywhere. Now I can’t get to sleep
because I’m searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know. I look behind the refrigerator. I search around the stove. And I drive my car around look at paper on the road just cause I’m thinking about that girl I must have met at least a month ago. Now I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. I look behind the television. I walk right out that door. I couldn’t see a god damn thing the light burned out on my front porch. I’m in the basement now, look behind the wash’n machine. A bid old spider jumped right out I swear I almost screamed. But I’m searching for the number of the girl my brother used to know. I’m in bedroom now, while you’re still asleep. In that dresser drawer, that’s where I saw it last I think. In the pocket of these dirty jeans or rolled up in a sleeve, and if you were to wake up now I’d tell you it’s a dream cause I’m searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know. And I’m still searching for the number of that girl my brother used to know.
MR. HINTON
Mr. Hinton lost his love for life while his wife sat silent by the phone. Every way she’d try to start her day, Mrs. H. still felt the “big unknown”. So call her, call her what you will, but she’s still there by the telephone. And you know she’s wishing she could go. But she can’t leave when she loves him so…call her, call her what you will ‘cause she’s still there by the telephone.
MAMA’S BOY AT HEART
You’re just a mama’s boy at heart, but now it’s time to start to put your coat on all by yourself. In everything you’d do, you’re mama would see you through. She’d pick you up and put you on your feet. Now the people passing by don’t know that you’ve been crying, because it’s so damn easy to play the other part. The stage has now been set, you’re going to treat life with respect because you’ll always be a mama’s boy at heart. Everybody has gone through some pain. Everybody has walked through some rain. What a bout the baby? What about the boy? What about the child that’s lost what he keeps searching for? You’ve got to set your mind at ease. Wipe that dirt off of your knees. Walk it off. Take some time to catch your breath. That big old sun will shine again and you still got all of these friends that know you’re just a mama’s boy at heart.
ALL THE FINEST GIRLS
All the finest girls are from Ohio. I’ve traveled around this world and that’s why I know. Every place has got their picks but I’d still bet my life on it that All the finest girls are from Ohio. If you’re searching for a princess or a queen, just like those fairytales or from a dream. If you’re luck’s been running out, you’ll find them there without a doubt, from Rio Grande to good old Bowling Green. If you’re looking for a girlfriend or a wife or a pretty girl to hang out with tonight, whatever you’ve been looking for there’s one, two, three and four Ohio women bound to change you’re life. So if you’re passing through you might decide to stay because it happens there a thousand times a day. Everywhere you look around, wild women trying to settle down from Union City up to Timber Lake. If you’re looking for a sinner or a saint, A devil or an angel’s sweet embrace. You won’t have to go too far. Try any church or any bar. Both will leave a smile on your face
WHAT YOU’VE GOT I NEED
If you were to leave, if you walked out on me, I don’t think I’d ever be able to make it without you. Darling won’t you take my hand. I want you to understand that I am only half the man I could be when I am without you. So I can guarantee that what you’ve got I need to live in peace. Promise that you’ll never leave. Always shine your light on me so I know I will never be living in this world without you.
THAT’S LIFE
I’ve been lost. I’ve been found. I’ve been turned upside down. I’ve been stood up, and I’ve sat down until I sunk beneath these sounds. Isn’t that the way they say it has to be. That’s Life. That’s me. I’ve been worn out but I’ve hung out with all these friends that keep me around. I’ve been love. I’ve been hate. I’ve been know to hesitate. I’ve been shut up. I’ve been turned down. I’ve been kicked and pushed around. And I pushed back until I fell down that same hole that I dug in the ground.
ASHOOTINGSTAR
They tried to run us out of town. We never even saw it coming. They told us not to make a sound. Some turned back others started humming. We live just like photographs always trapped in the states they keep us in. But they just want to fold us. Push us back, you know, but we won’t bend. We’re just hanging out. No need to be offended. So gather up your town. We’re busting down these fences. They told us not to come around. Disappear and all will be forgotten. We bought what they sold us year by year and we just kept on watching. Don’t ever take for granted seeds get planted but roots don’t have to grow. And a shooting star just faded long before we could see it’s glow. How much should we take to make us stronger? How long must we wait? Not much longer. They tried to run us out of town. We never even saw it coming. They told us not to make a sound; disappear and all will be forgotten. Don’t ever take for granted seeds get planted but roots can’t still grow. And a shooting star just faded long before we could see its glow.
Lyrics from Bucktown Kickback’s “SPEAKEASY”
All Words by: Adam Brooks Dudding
Copyright 2005, all rights reserved
WATCH YOURSELF
You’ve been listening to the lies on the TV set, wondering how much worse things are gonna get. And maybe you’ll roll over on your bed that’s filled with clover, all those wishes you’re bound to regret and all those plans you made are running further than you can get. “Is all the trouble worth it?” You’ve been listening to the voices filling up your head, trying to forget what all those people had said. And after you recover from the loss of yet another lover, this time you might stay home instead. And WELCOME to the land of I LOST MY WAY. You’re just walking down a road that your dreams couldn’t pave, and you look in your pocket for the money you saved, but it’s all been spent, you don’t know where it went. It left you without a trace, just like Everything, Runs Away. You’ve been listening to the sounds of an empty room. Cold plaster bouncing your breath back into you. You hide behind this wood and wire, thoughts don’t come without that fire. Burned out baby break of day, Find the time just slips away, Start off walking set the pace, Watch Yourself Run Away.
GIVE AND TAKE
Wish I was sitting there tangled up with you, but to my dismay you’re too far away and I’m blinded by this view. Searching for your silhouette, eyes on fire burned with sweat, reminds me of that time I told you never to forget. You don’t know what I would do to turn this thing right off and sit down next to you. Wish I was sitting there that’s what I’d like to do. Hiding out, holding on, floating in to you. Listening to the band, trying hard to understand how no one ever moved me like the way I know you can. It has occurred to me like a hurricaned sea that I won’t have to settle down for you to sail on me. Well the give and take makes me insane. I want to give so much but I don’t want to take the pain. Try, if you can. Learn to understand. I want to give my all I’m gonna give all that I can. Wish I was sitting there singing just for you. Long embrace, let’s celebrate this love we fell in to. Conversate, relate, rotate, found true love twist of fate. Well, hold on to it tightly ‘cause it’s bound to float away. You don’t know what I would do to turn this thing right off and sit down next to you.
A GIRL LIKE YOU
I walked in to the bar. It felt like coming home. There’s nothing like homemade beer and this stool to rest my bones. I’ll have the usual, and pass that ashtray down. Tell me a joke or two ‘cause I love the way that your voice sounds. She said, “Life’s got me down. It’s been some years since I felt like myself, but could I get you another beer?” I like hangin’ out and downing a few. And I could see myself fallin’ for a girl like you. She said, “I’ve been working hard, and how about you? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you here, when that band was playing the blues.” “We watched the game last night, worked on my car ‘till three. I’m gonna go to that fishin’ hole would you like to catch some fish with me.” Then she said, “I worked a double last night. I’m getting sick of this job. I’d like to thank you for that invitation, let me tell you when I get off… I’m done around two. So how does that sound? ‘Cause I love fishin’ and drinking beer and then maybe we can fool around.”
COUNT ON ME
Little darlin’ won’t you call my name if there’s something on your mind. When I hear you I’ll come running across that line, you can count on me. Oh, can’t you see I am yours definitely. Who knows where we’d be, if you would only count on me. Well count on, anywhere around this big old world, you’re always on my mind. We’ll be together whether it’s rain or shine, and you can count on me.
ASHES
Everytime I’m finally home, you’re covered in ashes. When I wonder where you are, you’re probably up in the attic. How it’s been so long. (and I wonder where you are) You are my favorite song I never wrote. I lost you in my sleep. You play hard to get now. When I’m walking down my street, you know I lost you there somehow. If you pass me by you won’t know. You can’t find where I hide. You don’t know. When it’s late and I’ve been drinking, the words don’t make sense. I think I probably do too much thinking, as you watch me walk that fence.
EVERYDAY LIFE
Don’t say “I love you” just to hear yourself say it. Don’t say “I’ll miss you” when it’s you who goes away. Just try hard not to let yourself get used. Don’t take for granted those I.O.U.’s. Don’t ask the questions you know the answers to. Defend the people you know you’ll never loose. Don’t say “goodbye” if it hurts you that bad. Don’t take for granted the things you know you have. Don’t believe what everyone thinks is right. Don’t believe you’ll never make it through the night. Don’t believe the end is ever out of sight. What’s wrong with you will always be alright. Don’t try to hold on if it’s time to let it go. Don’t speed it up if it works out better slow. Don’t turn away or hide yourself from the light. Don’t take for granted this everyday life.
THREE WEEKS
It’s been exactly three weeks since I’ve seen her and I’m trying hard to keep her off my mind. But I’m hangin’ out at the very same place I met her, just sitting here hoping that she walks by. She’s got the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. Those eyes that make my heart skip a beat. A voice like an angel from ol’ Galilee. And a walk that will knock you right off your seat. I’m talkin’ ‘bout this woman and what she’s doing to me. I see her face when I wake up in the morning. ‘Cause she’s been in my dreams every night. I’m longing for the next time that I see her, so I can let her know she’s on my mind.
SIPS OF YOU
Darlin’ cry for me tonight. I will be alone despite the feelings that we share. Rest your pretty head upon this pillow of regret, my love could take you everywhere. But every time you come around you build me up then tear me down. My feet don’t seem to reach the ground, my voice gets caught up in it’s sound, “have you lost sight of the love we found?” You weren’t in my mind before I stumbled right across the floor and fell in to those eyes. And now since taking sips of you, drunk on everything you do I just fall apart inside. And every time you come around you build me back up then tear me down. My hands are tied, my feet are bound then you just turn me right around, but don’t just tip me over knock me out. Darlin’ can’t you see this ain’t the way it’s got to be. We can agree to disagree, can’t loose for trying. And hopefully you know this ain’t the way it’s got to go. You need to lighten up that load then you’ll be flyin’.
PUNCH IN THE NOSE
It’s been the kind of day that makes you feel like you could be dreaming. The things you heard them say… it’s been easy to find things so unkind in words chosen too carefully. Can’t you see, I’m the one that bleeds. “It shouldn’t be this way…” and that’s all you said about it. I’m sorry to say, that it’s been easy to find things so unkind in words chosen too carefully. Can’t you see, I’m the one that bleeds. I’m just trying to let you know, the cut of your knife, babe, is just like a punch in the nose. I’m beggin’ you down on my knees, “please stop!” making me bleed.
SINCE YOU BEEN GONE
Since you been gone I’ve done some thinking. Since you been gone so far away. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to stay. Since you been gone I’ve been so lonely. Since you been gone and left me here. I’ve tried so hard to sleep through these cold nights, but I just wake up, wishing you were near. You came from out of nowhere. You caught me by surprise. Since I’ve been missing you, I just hope you realize. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to die. Will you come home my little darlin’? Will you come home from far away? When you come home it’ll be too long dear, since holding you through the night until the break of day. Well you came from out of nowhere and you opened up my eyes. Before I wasn’t looking but now I’m just forced to realize. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to die.
MILLIE’S MILE
If you listen real hard you can hear the Colorado running cold and rolling with the wind. From the mountains west, to my baby’s arms again. Won’t you take me there old highway? Take me there old friend. Keep me rolling towards that setting sun. From the desert’s edge, to my baby here I come. I might be running out of daylight, might be running out of steam. I’m running out of luck, the night is catching up to me. But any time or anywhere or any way I can, I would cross a million miles just to hold my baby’s hand. It’s been too long since I’ve seen her and all these nights alone keep me up and make me feel too far. From my lonely dreams, to my baby’s open arms.
ANYTHING
It’s something inside of me. It’s more than it ought to be. It’s coming around again, pulling me down again. It’s here in this you and me. It’s haunting and it’s hard to see. It’s here in this town again, tracking me down again. It’s hard to call it anything, when it’s gone. It’s hard to call it anything at all. It hangs like this tapestry. Glass walls in front of me, weighing me down again. I’m not making a sound again.
META
Jump on that train that was rolling down the tracks. I’m leaving this town and I ain’t ever looking back. Gonna make a brand new start. Gonna find my pot of gold. Gonna search for all the answers to the lies that I’ve been told. And I won’t need to buy a ticket. I’m bound to find a ride. But I’m so tired of all this heartache, all these thorns in my pride. It might have been the caterpillar but now it’s the butterfly. Wish I could tell you what I had felt, before I lost track of where I left myself. It might have been in Aspen County, might have been in Santa Cruz, it might have been in San Francisco where I learned to sing the blues. I can’t believe it’s been so long now. That life I left behind. But I’m still tired of all this heartache, all these thorns in my pride. It might have killed the caterpillar but now it’s the butterfly. I want to fly away… to a place where you never know just what to expect… to a misty mountain streambed where I’ll wash away regrets… and I know when I leave I ain’t ever looking back… and I’d take you there…but I can’t. Well I came to climb a mountain but got stuck down on this hill. And I’m contemplating sitting here until I find the will to beat this indecision, make a final run, get back on that train and race the setting of the sun. And I won’t mean to leave you hanging, just holding out your hand. But aren’t you tired of all this heartache? I’m just an honest man. I might have been the caterpillar but now I’m the butterfly.
SWEET EMBRACE
A sweet embrace is all I need to know that I’m alright. A sweet embrace to wake me up in the middle of the night. When I feel like I have lost my way, it’s good to know that love is alive these days. That’s all I need. A sweet embrace to let me know that I will be alright. Sometimes our lives get so confused. We can’t get away from all these things we have to do. There’ll be times it’s hard to stand on your own two feet. That’s when a sweet embrace is all you need. If you feel like you have lost your way. Just remember love is alive these days. That’s all I need. A sweet embrace is all I need to know that I’m alright.
All Words by: Adam Brooks Dudding
Copyright 2005, all rights reserved
WATCH YOURSELF
You’ve been listening to the lies on the TV set, wondering how much worse things are gonna get. And maybe you’ll roll over on your bed that’s filled with clover, all those wishes you’re bound to regret and all those plans you made are running further than you can get. “Is all the trouble worth it?” You’ve been listening to the voices filling up your head, trying to forget what all those people had said. And after you recover from the loss of yet another lover, this time you might stay home instead. And WELCOME to the land of I LOST MY WAY. You’re just walking down a road that your dreams couldn’t pave, and you look in your pocket for the money you saved, but it’s all been spent, you don’t know where it went. It left you without a trace, just like Everything, Runs Away. You’ve been listening to the sounds of an empty room. Cold plaster bouncing your breath back into you. You hide behind this wood and wire, thoughts don’t come without that fire. Burned out baby break of day, Find the time just slips away, Start off walking set the pace, Watch Yourself Run Away.
GIVE AND TAKE
Wish I was sitting there tangled up with you, but to my dismay you’re too far away and I’m blinded by this view. Searching for your silhouette, eyes on fire burned with sweat, reminds me of that time I told you never to forget. You don’t know what I would do to turn this thing right off and sit down next to you. Wish I was sitting there that’s what I’d like to do. Hiding out, holding on, floating in to you. Listening to the band, trying hard to understand how no one ever moved me like the way I know you can. It has occurred to me like a hurricaned sea that I won’t have to settle down for you to sail on me. Well the give and take makes me insane. I want to give so much but I don’t want to take the pain. Try, if you can. Learn to understand. I want to give my all I’m gonna give all that I can. Wish I was sitting there singing just for you. Long embrace, let’s celebrate this love we fell in to. Conversate, relate, rotate, found true love twist of fate. Well, hold on to it tightly ‘cause it’s bound to float away. You don’t know what I would do to turn this thing right off and sit down next to you.
A GIRL LIKE YOU
I walked in to the bar. It felt like coming home. There’s nothing like homemade beer and this stool to rest my bones. I’ll have the usual, and pass that ashtray down. Tell me a joke or two ‘cause I love the way that your voice sounds. She said, “Life’s got me down. It’s been some years since I felt like myself, but could I get you another beer?” I like hangin’ out and downing a few. And I could see myself fallin’ for a girl like you. She said, “I’ve been working hard, and how about you? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you here, when that band was playing the blues.” “We watched the game last night, worked on my car ‘till three. I’m gonna go to that fishin’ hole would you like to catch some fish with me.” Then she said, “I worked a double last night. I’m getting sick of this job. I’d like to thank you for that invitation, let me tell you when I get off… I’m done around two. So how does that sound? ‘Cause I love fishin’ and drinking beer and then maybe we can fool around.”
COUNT ON ME
Little darlin’ won’t you call my name if there’s something on your mind. When I hear you I’ll come running across that line, you can count on me. Oh, can’t you see I am yours definitely. Who knows where we’d be, if you would only count on me. Well count on, anywhere around this big old world, you’re always on my mind. We’ll be together whether it’s rain or shine, and you can count on me.
ASHES
Everytime I’m finally home, you’re covered in ashes. When I wonder where you are, you’re probably up in the attic. How it’s been so long. (and I wonder where you are) You are my favorite song I never wrote. I lost you in my sleep. You play hard to get now. When I’m walking down my street, you know I lost you there somehow. If you pass me by you won’t know. You can’t find where I hide. You don’t know. When it’s late and I’ve been drinking, the words don’t make sense. I think I probably do too much thinking, as you watch me walk that fence.
EVERYDAY LIFE
Don’t say “I love you” just to hear yourself say it. Don’t say “I’ll miss you” when it’s you who goes away. Just try hard not to let yourself get used. Don’t take for granted those I.O.U.’s. Don’t ask the questions you know the answers to. Defend the people you know you’ll never loose. Don’t say “goodbye” if it hurts you that bad. Don’t take for granted the things you know you have. Don’t believe what everyone thinks is right. Don’t believe you’ll never make it through the night. Don’t believe the end is ever out of sight. What’s wrong with you will always be alright. Don’t try to hold on if it’s time to let it go. Don’t speed it up if it works out better slow. Don’t turn away or hide yourself from the light. Don’t take for granted this everyday life.
THREE WEEKS
It’s been exactly three weeks since I’ve seen her and I’m trying hard to keep her off my mind. But I’m hangin’ out at the very same place I met her, just sitting here hoping that she walks by. She’s got the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. Those eyes that make my heart skip a beat. A voice like an angel from ol’ Galilee. And a walk that will knock you right off your seat. I’m talkin’ ‘bout this woman and what she’s doing to me. I see her face when I wake up in the morning. ‘Cause she’s been in my dreams every night. I’m longing for the next time that I see her, so I can let her know she’s on my mind.
SIPS OF YOU
Darlin’ cry for me tonight. I will be alone despite the feelings that we share. Rest your pretty head upon this pillow of regret, my love could take you everywhere. But every time you come around you build me up then tear me down. My feet don’t seem to reach the ground, my voice gets caught up in it’s sound, “have you lost sight of the love we found?” You weren’t in my mind before I stumbled right across the floor and fell in to those eyes. And now since taking sips of you, drunk on everything you do I just fall apart inside. And every time you come around you build me back up then tear me down. My hands are tied, my feet are bound then you just turn me right around, but don’t just tip me over knock me out. Darlin’ can’t you see this ain’t the way it’s got to be. We can agree to disagree, can’t loose for trying. And hopefully you know this ain’t the way it’s got to go. You need to lighten up that load then you’ll be flyin’.
PUNCH IN THE NOSE
It’s been the kind of day that makes you feel like you could be dreaming. The things you heard them say… it’s been easy to find things so unkind in words chosen too carefully. Can’t you see, I’m the one that bleeds. “It shouldn’t be this way…” and that’s all you said about it. I’m sorry to say, that it’s been easy to find things so unkind in words chosen too carefully. Can’t you see, I’m the one that bleeds. I’m just trying to let you know, the cut of your knife, babe, is just like a punch in the nose. I’m beggin’ you down on my knees, “please stop!” making me bleed.
SINCE YOU BEEN GONE
Since you been gone I’ve done some thinking. Since you been gone so far away. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to stay. Since you been gone I’ve been so lonely. Since you been gone and left me here. I’ve tried so hard to sleep through these cold nights, but I just wake up, wishing you were near. You came from out of nowhere. You caught me by surprise. Since I’ve been missing you, I just hope you realize. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to die. Will you come home my little darlin’? Will you come home from far away? When you come home it’ll be too long dear, since holding you through the night until the break of day. Well you came from out of nowhere and you opened up my eyes. Before I wasn’t looking but now I’m just forced to realize. Since you been gone my mind has been made up. In your lovin’ arms is where I want to die.
MILLIE’S MILE
If you listen real hard you can hear the Colorado running cold and rolling with the wind. From the mountains west, to my baby’s arms again. Won’t you take me there old highway? Take me there old friend. Keep me rolling towards that setting sun. From the desert’s edge, to my baby here I come. I might be running out of daylight, might be running out of steam. I’m running out of luck, the night is catching up to me. But any time or anywhere or any way I can, I would cross a million miles just to hold my baby’s hand. It’s been too long since I’ve seen her and all these nights alone keep me up and make me feel too far. From my lonely dreams, to my baby’s open arms.
ANYTHING
It’s something inside of me. It’s more than it ought to be. It’s coming around again, pulling me down again. It’s here in this you and me. It’s haunting and it’s hard to see. It’s here in this town again, tracking me down again. It’s hard to call it anything, when it’s gone. It’s hard to call it anything at all. It hangs like this tapestry. Glass walls in front of me, weighing me down again. I’m not making a sound again.
META
Jump on that train that was rolling down the tracks. I’m leaving this town and I ain’t ever looking back. Gonna make a brand new start. Gonna find my pot of gold. Gonna search for all the answers to the lies that I’ve been told. And I won’t need to buy a ticket. I’m bound to find a ride. But I’m so tired of all this heartache, all these thorns in my pride. It might have been the caterpillar but now it’s the butterfly. Wish I could tell you what I had felt, before I lost track of where I left myself. It might have been in Aspen County, might have been in Santa Cruz, it might have been in San Francisco where I learned to sing the blues. I can’t believe it’s been so long now. That life I left behind. But I’m still tired of all this heartache, all these thorns in my pride. It might have killed the caterpillar but now it’s the butterfly. I want to fly away… to a place where you never know just what to expect… to a misty mountain streambed where I’ll wash away regrets… and I know when I leave I ain’t ever looking back… and I’d take you there…but I can’t. Well I came to climb a mountain but got stuck down on this hill. And I’m contemplating sitting here until I find the will to beat this indecision, make a final run, get back on that train and race the setting of the sun. And I won’t mean to leave you hanging, just holding out your hand. But aren’t you tired of all this heartache? I’m just an honest man. I might have been the caterpillar but now I’m the butterfly.
SWEET EMBRACE
A sweet embrace is all I need to know that I’m alright. A sweet embrace to wake me up in the middle of the night. When I feel like I have lost my way, it’s good to know that love is alive these days. That’s all I need. A sweet embrace to let me know that I will be alright. Sometimes our lives get so confused. We can’t get away from all these things we have to do. There’ll be times it’s hard to stand on your own two feet. That’s when a sweet embrace is all you need. If you feel like you have lost your way. Just remember love is alive these days. That’s all I need. A sweet embrace is all I need to know that I’m alright.
