Favorite Song/Lyrics That GET You

[Bill in CT]

Don't it make you smile?
Don't it make you smile?
When the sun don't shine? (Shine at all)
Don't it make you smile?

Don't it make you smile?
Don't it make me smile?
When the sun don't shine, it don't shine at all
Don't it make me smile?

I miss you already... I miss you always
I miss you already... I miss you all day
This is how I feel...

I miss you already... I miss you always
Three crooked hearts and swirls all around... I miss you all day


Pearl Jam - Smile

[Bill in CT]

I've used hammers made out of wood
I have played games with pieces and rules..
I've deciphered tricks at the bar...
But now you're gone,... I haven't figured out why...
I've come up with riddles... and jokes about war...
I've figured out numbers and what they're for...
I've understood feelings.. and I've understood words...
But how could you be taken away?...

And wherever you've gone...and wherever we might go...
It don't seem fair...today just disappeared...
Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
We were but stones,... your light made us stars

With heavy breath,... awakened regrets...
Back pages and days alone that could have been spent,
Together... but we were... miles apar...t
Every inch between us becomes light years now...
No need to be void,... or save up on life...
You got to spend it all.....

And wherever you've gone... and wherever we might go...
It don't seem fair...you seemed to like it here...
Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar
We were but stones,... your light made us stars

And wherever you've gone... and wherever we might go...
It don't seem fair...today just disappeared...
Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
We were but stones,... your light made us stars

Pearl Jam - Light Years

[Tequila Cowboy]

"i'm in love.what's that song? i'm in love with that song" alex chilton :: the replacements

patterson and the screwtopians
pollyanna
written 1991
by hood and cooley

last spring,
i was extremely fortunate to get an "advanced copy" (see::leak) of murdering oscar
when it came out proper, i bought the vinyl.
gets a fair amount of play.
just the other day, i could not get the album back in the gate-fold quite right.
inside, unbeknownst to me, was a cd copy.
i took it out to my car.
well,
i have been playing it ,again, almost non stop. yeah, pretty much non stop.
and, if i am going to only be in the car a short while,
i play track 2 on repeat. sometimes 3 or more times in a row.
and, if i pull up to my destination and the song is not over, i wait and finish it out.
if it is over, i reset it so it will start fresh when i get back in the car.

anyway,
i have decided it is a perfect song.
there are not many "perfect songs". so when they come along, it is cause for recognition/celebration.
in the past, songs that were perfect to me, were usually quiet, simple, maybe even melancholy...
(ex. almost let you in ( molina johnson), thirteen ( big star), you're a big girl now (dylan)....)

so, it has taken me awhile to realize something as different as this could be perfect.
i am certain now, it is.

follow along with me,if you will.

from the first notes
you can almost see patterson strumming and stomping his foot in the , dare i say, goofy way he does
and brad morgan so steady, so clean, and so tight and strong ( yet simple)

love these lines madly:
"said "don't look now, doll, your neurosis' are showing"
i tried to compliment her nose but she could tell that mine was growing"

then will johnson and scott danbom come in with those fucking sweet high vocals


let's get groovy
david barbe's bass
thumping
this is what cements it for me! too cool.
it is pretty high in the mix and feels like a heartbeat. smooth.

"thought about the way things change and how she used to be
guess I wanted that girl again, guess it wasn't meant to be
she had a warmth about her that could not melt an ice cube
if i could go back in time I'd bring you back a Quaalude"


now the keys (danbom is ridiculous) come in and things get 'sticky'
and some real tasty pedal steel from neff,


love this part!!!
bed, floor, kitchen table
i was sticky, she was sticky
!
"everything sticks to her like glue"

as an aside!!!!!! (* that is why this is a perfect song, that something as incredible as this is an 'aside'....)
who but mike cooley is playing lead guitar on this track!!!???#@$%$%
aces? fucking aces. beyond

add a little will johnson guitar licks here and there to support cooley

keys again, more pedal
patterson's voice
and then
morgan's drumming go off at the end .

all together now
cool lyrics+in the pocket drums and bass+keys+pedal steel+guitar+ harmonies= pollyanana=perfect
cake.

i knew it, when i saw them at the metro last summer, that this was a 'supergroup',
but as i keep listening, closer,
i am struck by it again...
hell,
~patterson and his lisp, passionate delivery, and masterful storytelling
real life messy fairy tales of regular people
~brad morgan, totally underrated and non attention getting. the captain of the truckers team. holding it down and funking it up.
~cooley rock star guitarist like no one else. swagger.
~john neff and scott danbom:: two unbelievably talented, subtle, multi- instrumentalist that turn every 'good' song into a 'great' song.
~will johnson ( do i really need to say anything?) yes, i do.
will is also a tremendous guitar player and his backing vocals complete pattersons in a totally unconventional way
and like i said last year
~the surprise of the year for me was david barbe.
ignorantly, i knew nothing of him before this.
the guy is a dude. a stud. beyond.
lays it down.

god, i love this song.
i was seriously thinking about starting a new thread.
dedicated to only songs. one at a time.
take one song. and break it down. not just a 'favorite song right now.'
but a song with a story.
but i got lazy.
so here it is.
hope you dig it.
i love love love this song.
a lot.



POLLYANNA

I drank some coffee while I waited at the station
She's brought back souvenirs from every vacation
Said "Don't look now, Doll, your neurosis' are showing"
I tried to compliment her nose but she could tell that mine was growing

Pollyanna does not live here

Thought about the way things change and how she used to be
Guess I wanted that girl again, guess it wasn't meant to be
She had a warmth about her that could not melt an ice cube
If I could go back in time I'd bring you back a Quaalude

Pollyanna does not live here
Pollyanna has moved far far away

The bed got sticky, the floor got sticky
The kitchen table went crashing down
I was sticky and she was sticky
Too bad she could not stick around

Everything sticks to her like glue
But I'm just something she's got stuck to the bottom of her shoe
And when she's through with me I guess I'll follow through
And wait for something new to stick to

Pollyanna does not live here
Pollyanna has moved far far away

Lyrics: Patterson Hood / Music: Patterson Hood and Mike Cooley (Memphis TN. April 1991)
Patterson Hood - Gtr / Mike Cooley - Lead Gtr / David Barbe - Bass / Brad Morgan - Drums / Scott Danbom - Piano / Will Johnson and Scott Danbom - Harmonies / John Neff - Pedal Steel
(For Monster)

(* now for the curiosity thread...who is "monster")

Joelle, this is one of the best things I've ever read on this site (9b or 3DD). It inspired me to put this song on and listen to it with your ears. Awesome. Just awesome.

[Clams]

Joelle, this is one of the best things I've ever read on this site (9b or 3DD). It inspired me to put this song on and listen to it with your ears. Awesome. Just awesome.

Agreed ^^^^^^

and, if i pull up to my destination and the song is not over, i wait and finish it out.
if it[i] is over, i reset it so it will start fresh when i get back in the car.

I've been known to do silly stuff like this in my car, too.

[Bill in CT]

It makes no diff'rence where I turn
I can't get over you and the flame still burns
It makes no diff'rence, night or day
The shadow never seems to fade away

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Now there's no love
As true as the love
That dies untold
But the clouds never hung so low before

It makes no diff'rence how far I go
Like a scar the hurt will always show
It makes no diff'rence who I meet
They're just a face in the crowd
On a dead-end street
And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

These old love letters
Well, I just can't keep
'Cause like the gambler says
Read 'em and weep
And the dawn don't rescue me no more

Without your love I'm nothing at all
Like an empty hall it's a lonely fall
Since you've gone it's a losing battle
Stampeding cattle
They rattle the walls

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Well, I love you so much
It's all I can do
Just to keep myself from telling you
That I never felt so alone before


The Band - It Makes No Difference

[Bill in CT]

Do you see the way that tree bends?
Does it inspire?
Leaning out to catch the sun's rays
A lesson to be applied
Are you getting something out of this all-encompassing trip?

You can spend your time alone, re-digesting past regrets, oh
Or you can come to terms and realize
You're the only one who can't forgive yourself, oh
Makes much more sense, to live in the present tense

Have you ideas on how this life ends?
Checked your hands and studied the lines
Have you the belief that the road ahead, ascends off into the light?
Seems that needlessly it's getting harder
To find an approach and a way to live
Are we getting something out of this all-encompassing trip?

You can spend your time alone re-digesting past regrets, oh
Or you can come to terms and realize
You're the only one who cannot forgive yourself, oh
Makes much more sense, to live in the present tense


Pearl Jam - Present Tense

[Steve McWeen]

Remember the Mountain Bed - Woody Guthrie (as performed by Wilco)

Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves?
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds?
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves
Face, breast, hips, and thighs
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes

Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled wood vines twine
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me

Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky
Your fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there

Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die

The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our mountain bed
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head...

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again

[Smitty]

From a cajun diner to Carolina
Sick in the mornin' to see the town doctor
Life and Agatha Christie in a Trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you

From the church yard to the liquor store
From the clothes line clean out the door
Life and Agatha Christie in a Trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you

Thelma Marie, three boys love Pearl and Gene
From fifty-nine to heaven
Left thirty-seven years oh Lord
Who dunnit, who carried you

Remember sittin' on a lap
Smellin' listerine in black and white
Might be a Fada TV, or a Fleetline to the A&P
Who dunnit, who carried you

Thelma Marie, three boys love Pearl and Gene
From fifty-nine to heaven
Left thirty-seven years oh Lord
Who dunnit, who carried you

From a cajun diner to Carolina
Sick in the mornin' to see the town doctor
Life and Agatha Christie in a Trailway
Back from New Orleans
Who dunnit, who carried you

Malcolm Holcombe

[beagle001]

Old dirt road runs around the lake
Don't matter where you go 'cause this town is safe
Everybody knows everybody else
The only bar 'round
Anyone worth talkin' to is filling up on the way through town
Lived in the same house all my life
Sit on this barstool and watch the same fights
Sick of the same damn view with a broken down school
Blind man might see the beauty
Buddy, I got some news for you

I don't need to know anymore
I don't need to go anywhere
The 36's been flooded for the better half of the year

Smile at the girls if I catch their eye
Most of the time they just walk on by
The bonfire souvenirs, I lost track of the years
Barbed wire cutting teeth, the pain feels so sweet

I don't need to know anymore
I don't need to go anywhere
The 36's been flooded for the better half of the year

I hang out alone and get high
Watch that train blow by
Wonderin' where it'll be
I know it's some place that I've never seen
Most nights I press my luck
Fall asleep on the tracks
Some day my dream will come true
That train'll come running through

I don't need to know anymore
I don't need to go anywhere
The 36's been flooded for the better half of the year

I don't need to know anymore
I don't need to go anywhere
The 36's been flooded for the better half of the year

Brookfield by Drag The River

[beagle001]

A bottle a day
keeps the doctors away
or so my girlfriend says
So I take my medicine
and she gives me something
that word's just can't express

She's cranky when she's sober
so sweet when she's wasted
When I quench my thirst with her waters
it's the sweetest I have ever tasted

As I lay down to sleep
she lays a bottle at my feet
knowing when I wake up
I'll be shaking
the sun comes through the window
she opens up the bottle
she feeds me my medicine again

She's cranky when she's sober
so sweet when she's wasted
When I quench my thirst with her waters
it's the sweetest I have ever tasted

I can't stay clean long
I hope she is not angry anymore
she brings me happiness in a bottle
makes life easier to swallow
makes love easier to hold
so I've been told

She's cranky when she's sober
so sweet when she's wasted
When I quench my thirst with her waters
it's the sweetest I have ever tasted

can't stay clean long
hope she's not angry anymore

Medicine by Drag The River

[beagle001]

Hope the link works and sounds good. Got no sound on the computer to check. If not find it, for sake of the song

[littlemamma]

"i'm in love.what's that song? i'm in love with that song" alex chilton :: the replacements

patterson and the screwtopians
pollyanna
written 1991
by hood and cooley

last spring,
i was extremely fortunate to get an "advanced copy" (see::leak) of murdering oscar
when it came out proper, i bought the vinyl.
gets a fair amount of play.
just the other day, i could not get the album back in the gate-fold quite right.
inside, unbeknownst to me, was a cd copy.
i took it out to my car.
well,
i have been playing it ,again, almost non stop. yeah, pretty much non stop.
and, if i am going to only be in the car a short while,
i play track 2 on repeat. sometimes 3 or more times in a row.
and, if i pull up to my destination and the song is not over, i wait and finish it out.
if it is over, i reset it so it will start fresh when i get back in the car.

anyway,
i have decided it is a perfect song.
there are not many "perfect songs". so when they come along, it is cause for recognition/celebration.
in the past, songs that were perfect to me, were usually quiet, simple, maybe even melancholy...
(ex. almost let you in ( molina johnson), thirteen ( big star), you're a big girl now (dylan)....)

so, it has taken me awhile to realize something as different as this could be perfect.
i am certain now, it is.

follow along with me,if you will.

from the first notes
you can almost see patterson strumming and stomping his foot in the , dare i say, goofy way he does
and brad morgan so steady, so clean, and so tight and strong ( yet simple)

love these lines madly:
"said "don't look now, doll, your neurosis' are showing"
i tried to compliment her nose but she could tell that mine was growing"

then will johnson and scott danbom come in with those fucking sweet high vocals


let's get groovy
david barbe's bass
thumping
this is what cements it for me! too cool.
it is pretty high in the mix and feels like a heartbeat. smooth.

"thought about the way things change and how she used to be
guess I wanted that girl again, guess it wasn't meant to be
she had a warmth about her that could not melt an ice cube
if i could go back in time I'd bring you back a Quaalude"


now the keys (danbom is ridiculous) come in and things get 'sticky'
and some real tasty pedal steel from neff,


love this part!!!
bed, floor, kitchen table
i was sticky, she was sticky
!
"everything sticks to her like glue"

as an aside!!!!!! (* that is why this is a perfect song, that something as incredible as this is an 'aside'....)
who but mike cooley is playing lead guitar on this track!!!???#@$%$%
aces? fucking aces. beyond

add a little will johnson guitar licks here and there to support cooley

keys again, more pedal
patterson's voice
and then
morgan's drumming go off at the end .

all together now
cool lyrics+in the pocket drums and bass+keys+pedal steel+guitar+ harmonies= pollyanana=perfect
cake.

i knew it, when i saw them at the metro last summer, that this was a 'supergroup',
but as i keep listening, closer,
i am struck by it again...
hell,
~patterson and his lisp, passionate delivery, and masterful storytelling
real life messy fairy tales of regular people
~brad morgan, totally underrated and non attention getting. the captain of the truckers team. holding it down and funking it up.
~cooley rock star guitarist like no one else. swagger.
~john neff and scott danbom:: two unbelievably talented, subtle, multi- instrumentalist that turn every 'good' song into a 'great' song.
~will johnson ( do i really need to say anything?) yes, i do.
will is also a tremendous guitar player and his backing vocals complete pattersons in a totally unconventional way
and like i said last year
~the surprise of the year for me was david barbe.
ignorantly, i knew nothing of him before this.
the guy is a dude. a stud. beyond.
lays it down.

god, i love this song.
i was seriously thinking about starting a new thread.
dedicated to only songs. one at a time.
take one song. and break it down. not just a 'favorite song right now.'
but a song with a story.
but i got lazy.
so here it is.
hope you dig it.
i love love love this song.
a lot.



POLLYANNA

I drank some coffee while I waited at the station
She's brought back souvenirs from every vacation
Said "Don't look now, Doll, your neurosis' are showing"
I tried to compliment her nose but she could tell that mine was growing

Pollyanna does not live here

Thought about the way things change and how she used to be
Guess I wanted that girl again, guess it wasn't meant to be
She had a warmth about her that could not melt an ice cube
If I could go back in time I'd bring you back a Quaalude

Pollyanna does not live here
Pollyanna has moved far far away

The bed got sticky, the floor got sticky
The kitchen table went crashing down
I was sticky and she was sticky
Too bad she could not stick around

Everything sticks to her like glue
But I'm just something she's got stuck to the bottom of her shoe
And when she's through with me I guess I'll follow through
And wait for something new to stick to

Pollyanna does not live here
Pollyanna has moved far far away

Lyrics: Patterson Hood / Music: Patterson Hood and Mike Cooley (Memphis TN. April 1991)
Patterson Hood - Gtr / Mike Cooley - Lead Gtr / David Barbe - Bass / Brad Morgan - Drums / Scott Danbom - Piano / Will Johnson and Scott Danbom - Harmonies / John Neff - Pedal Steel
(For Monster)

(* now for the curiosity thread...who is "monster")

yes yes and yes!
crazy keys, drums, cooley, patterson. This disc on repeat all last summer. Maybe for at least the next week or so now too.

[UTHeathen]

Your rain falls like crazy fingers
Peals of fragile thunder keeping time
Recall the days that still are to come some SEEM blue.
Hang your heart on laughing willow stray
Down to the water, deep sea of love
beneath the sweet calm face of the sea swift undertow.

Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know,
See how it feels in the end.
May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you soft, strong, sweet and true.
Cloud hands reaching from a rainbow tapping at the window, touch your hair
So swift and bright strange figures of light float in air.

Who can stop what must arrive now? Something new is waiting to be born
Dark as the night you're still by my side shine inside .
Gone are the days we stopped to decide where we should go, we just ride.
Gone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreams gone, both dream and lie.

Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know,
Feels like it might be all right,
While Lady Lullaby sings plainly through you Love still rings true.
midnight on a carousel ride, reaching for the gold ring down inside.
Never could reach it, just slips away but I try.

Robert Hunter
Jerry Garcia


can't listen to 2.21.92 without chills, lumps and tears

[never going back]

I love Pollyanna. I love the way Patterson stamps his foot and whines when playing it live.

This song definitely says something about the way my life used to be and still is... to an extent. I've always been a little bit of a trainwreck.

"Beautiful Wreck" by Shawn Mullins

I lost count of the times I've given up on you
But you make such a beautiful wreck you do
There's a tavern on the corner called the Milky Way
And you look so at home there it makes me afraid
And at the dark end of this bar
What a beautiful wreck you are
When you go too far, beautiful wreck you are
Well all the plans that you had
From seven years ago
Like all the promises you made
I watched them come and go
You put your keys in the car but it wouldn't drive
With your hands on the wheel lookin' barely alive
I'm still sitting here waiting on the passenger side
For you to make up your mind
For you to make up your mind
At the dark end of this bar
What a beautiful wreck you are
When you go too far,
Beautiful wreck you are
What a beautiful, such a beautiful
A beautiful wreck you are
What a beautiful, such a beautiful wreck
I've lost count of the times I've given up on you
But you make such a beautiful wreck you do
Yeah, you make such a beautiful wreck you do
You make such a beautiful wreck you do
At the dark end of this bar
What a beautiful wreck you are
When you go too far
Beautiful wreck you are
What a beautiful, such a beautiful,
Beautiful wreck you are
What a beautiful, such a beautiful,
Beautiful wreck you are

[bovine knievel]

speaking of Iris Dement....love this song w/John Prine


( Iris Dement )

She don't like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She's my baby I'm her honey
I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
He's my baby
And I'm his honey
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
She takes a lickin'
And keeps on tickin'
I'm never gonna let her go.

He's got more balls than a big brass monkey
He's a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon
He's my baby I don't mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

(spoken) In spite of ourselves

this was the song that we had playing during the cake cutting on my wedding day.

['Scratch]

In Spite of Ourselves....my wife's and my unofficial song.

[bovine knievel]

They said love was a thing of the past
That these days, nothing ever lasts
This old world is movin' too fast

Well, sometimes we ride around
She plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now

And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey, you're getting me by
Yeah, you're keeping me alive

I got a job, I work hard
These days the money don't go very far
It's hard enough keeping gas in the car

But sometimes we ride around
She plays the radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now

Yeah, and it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey, you're getting me by
Yeah, you're keeping me alive

And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey, you're getting me by
Yeah, you're keeping me alive

Yeah, you're keeping me alive
Yeah, you're keeping me alive

Keeping Me Alive - Tom Petty

[Slipkid42]

The words had all been spoken
And somehow the feeling still wasn't right
And still we continued on through the night
Tracing our steps from the beginning
Until they vanished into the air
Trying to understand how our lives had led us there
Looking hard into your eyes
There was nobody I'd ever known
Such an empty surprise to feel so alone
Now for me some words come easy
But I know that they don't mean that much
Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch
You never knew what I loved in you
I don't know what you loved in me
Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be
Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known
How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting along through the night
How long have I been dreaming I could make it right
If I closed my eyes and tried with all my might
To be the one you need
Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known
How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting along through the night
How long have I been running for that morning flight
Through the whispered promises and the changing light
Of the bed where we both lie
Late for the sky

Late for the sky - Jackson Browne

[Penny Lane]

Why's it so strange when they say that the world's movin upwards?
Why's it surreal when my hands feel they cant roll the dice?
Why's it so great just to wake every day, alive and by your side.
It's a mystery I guess, there's lots of things I cant find.
Its not the way that you look, but your move that catches my eye.
Why's it so soft when the cannons unload on the others?
Why're we so loud when we say it wont happen to us?
Why does my mind blow to bits every time they play that song?
It's just the way that he sings,
Not the words that he says, or the band.
I'm in love with this soul, it's a meaning that I understand.


The way that he sings (My Morning Jacket)

[Clams]

The words had all been spoken
And somehow the feeling still wasn't right
And still we continued on through the night
Tracing our steps from the beginning
Until they vanished into the air
Trying to understand how our lives had led us there
Looking hard into your eyes
There was nobody I'd ever known
Such an empty surprise to feel so alone
Now for me some words come easy
But I know that they don't mean that much
Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch
You never knew what I loved in you
I don't know what you loved in me
Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be
Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known
How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting along through the night
How long have I been dreaming I could make it right
If I closed my eyes and tried with all my might
To be the one you need
Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known
How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting along through the night
How long have I been running for that morning flight
Through the whispered promises and the changing light
Of the bed where we both lie
Late for the sky

Late for the sky - Jackson Browne

Great album. I used to always listen to it on Sunday nights, it just seemed right. Haven't listened to it in a while though.

[brettac1]

Drag The River - Jeff Black Song

I don't need a whole lot of money
shadow me crazy, buddy I'll be alright
I don't need new shoes to be fancy
feel pretty fancy when she shows me the light

And I know I'm not the easiest lover
And I know I let my time go to waste
Let go and I'll know it's over
And I won't be angry you won't feel chased

All over town they'll know it's the end
I won't say hello to you in front of your friends
Anymore

I don't need folks to feel sorry
work pretty hard and I've got my own place
I don't need to get in a hurry
there's a lot I could learn about runnin' away

Cause I know I'm not the easiest lover
and I know I let my time go to waste
Let go and I'll know it's over
I won't be angry you won't feel chased

All over town they'll know it's the end
I won't embarrass you in front of your friends
anymore

[brettac1]

This is my favorite song lately, about the past month or so...

Warren Zevon - The French Inhaler

How're you going to make your way in the world, woman
When you weren't cut out for working
When your fingers are slender and frail
How're you going to get around
In this sleazy bedroom town
If you don't put yourself up for sale

Where will you go with your scarves and your miracles
Who's gonna know who you are
Drugs and wine and flattering light
You must try it again till you get it right
Maybe you'll end up with someone different every night

All these people with no home to go home to
They'd all like to spend the night with you
Maybe I would, too

But tell me
How're you going to make your way in the world, woman
When you weren't cut out for working
And you just can't concentrate
And you always show up late

You said you were an actress
Yes, I believe you are
I thought you'd be a star
So I drank up all the money,
Yes, I drank up all the money,
With these phonies in this Hollywood bar,
These friends of mine in this Hollywood bar

Loneliness and frustration
We both came down with an acute case
And when the lights came up at two
I caught a glimpse of you
And your face looked like something
Death brought with him in his suitcase

Your pretty face
It looked so wasted
Another pretty face
Devastated
The French Inhaler
He stamped and mailed her
"So long, Norman"
She said, "So long, Norman"

The "you said you were an actress" verse just kills me every time. Just a really amazing, perfect song. One that I end up listening to multiple times in a row occasionally.

[Slipkid42]

Can't forget this one:

Well you see I happened to be back on the east coast
A few years back tryin to make me a buck
Like everybody else, well you know
Times get hard and well I got down on my luck
And I got tired of just roamin and bummin
Around, so I started thumbin my way
Back to my old hometown
You know I made quite a few miles
In the first couple of days, and i
Figured I'd be home in a week if my
Luck held out this way
But you know it was the third night
I got stranded, it was out at a cold lonely
Crossroads, and as the rain came
Pouring down, I was hungry, tired
Freezin, caught myself a chill, but
It was just about that time that
The lights of an old semi topped the hill
You should of seen me smile when i
Heard them air brakes come on, and
I climbed up in that cab where i
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
Id have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck out a big hand and
Said with a grin big joes the name
And this here rigs called phantom 309
Well I asked him why he called his
Rig such a name, but he just turned to me
And said why son don't you know this here
Rigll be puttin em all to shame, why
There aint a driver on this
Or any other line for that matter
That's seen nothin but the taillights of big joe
And phantom 309
So we rode and talked the better part of the night
And I told my stories and joe told his and
I smoked up all his viceroys as we rolled along
He pushed her ahead with 10 forward gears
Man that dashboard was lit like the old
Madam la rue pinball, a serious semi truck
Until almost mysteriously, well it was the
Lights of a truck stop that rolled into sight
Joe turned to me and said Im sorry son
But Im afraid this is just as far as you go
You see I kinda gotta be makin a turn
Just up the road a piece, but I'll be
Damned if he didn't throw me a dime as he
Threw her in low and said go on in there
Son, and get yourself a hot cup of coffee
On big joe
And when joe and his rig pulled off into
The night, man in nothing flat they was
Clean outa sight
So I walked into the old stop and
Ordered me up a cup of mud sayin
Big joes settin this dude up but
It got so deathly quiet in that
Place, you could of heard a pin drop
As the waiters face turned kinda
Pale, I said what's the matter did
I say somethin wrong? I kinda
Said with a half way grin. he said
No son, you see it'll happen every
Now and then. you see every driver in
Here knows big joe, but let me
Tell you what happened just 10 years
Ago, yea it was 10 years ago
Out there at that cold lonely crossroads
Where you flagged joe down, and
There was a whole bus load of kids
And they were just comin from school
And they were right in the middle when
Joe topped the hill, and could
Have been slaughtered except
Joe turned his wheels, and
He jacknifed, and went
Into a skid, and folks around here
Say he gave his life to save that bunch
Of kids, and out there at that cold
Lonely crossroads, well they say it
Was the end of the line for
Big joe and phantom 309, but its
Funny you know, cause every now and then
Yea every now and then, when the
Moons holdin water, they say old joe
Will stop and give you a ride, and
Just like you, some hitchhiker will be
Comin by
So here son, he said to me, get
Yourself another cup of coffee, it's on the
House, you see I want you to hang on
To that dime, yea you hang on to that
Dime as a kind of souvenir, a
Souvenir of big joe and phantom 309

Big Joe & the Phantom 309 - Tom Waits

[Slipkid42]

Or this one:

I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I've said too much
Been too unkind

I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and
Laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that
It's too late
And now there's nothing I can do

So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to
laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry

I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away

Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just
Keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

Boys Don't Cry - The Cure
(yes we do)

[Slipkid42]

This one tugs at my heartstrings, too:

I've had bad dreams too many times,
to think that they don't mean much any more.
Fine times have gone and left my sad home,
friends who once cared just walk out my door.

Love has no pride when I call out your name.
Love has no pride when there's no one left to blame.
I'd give anything to see you again.

I've been alone too many nights
to think that you could come back again.
But I've heard you talk: "She's crazy to stay."
But this love hurts me so, I don't care what you say.

Love has no pride when I call out your name.
Love has no pride when there's no one but myself to blame.
I'd give anything to see you again.

If I could buy your love, I'd truly try my friend.
And if I could pray, my prayer would never end.
But if you want me to beg, I'll fall down on my knees;
asking for you to come back...
I'd be pleading for you to come back...
beggin for you to come back to me.

Love has no pride when I call out your name.
Love has no pride when there's no one left to blame.
I'd give anything to see you again.

Love Has No Pride - Bonnie Raitt

(enuff's enuff, if I keep this up
I'll be shorting out my keyboard)

[brettac1]

We'll just throw 'em on the fire while we're tearin' up both our towns...
Yeah
- Star Room Boys - "Both Our Towns"

[The Black Canary]

The Verve: Lucky Man

But how many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?

2x

[The Black Canary]

Love Wouldn't Lie to Me by Trisha Yearwood

I've played it over in my head
Thought about the words you said
Laid awake in my bed
It's gone, gone, gone

I've tried to make it make some sense
How it came and how it went
It's still the same damn consequence
It's gone, gone, gone

(Chorus:)
Love shouldn't lie to me
Love couldn't lie to me
Love wouldn't lie to me
But it did

People come and people go
I put on a real good show
How I do it, I don't know
It's gone, gone, gone

It's all hanging by a thread
I try to see a day ahead
I only see the past instead
It's gone, gone, gone

(Repeat chorus)

And though I know I'll survive...

(Repeat chorus)

But it did
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

[Clams]

She'll tell you she's an orphan
After you meet her family

[never going back]

She'll tell you she's an orphan
After you meet her family

Nice. This verse always gets me.

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
She wears a cross around her neck
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
And the cross is someone she has not met...not yet