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Lonesome Song
02:48
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Lonesome Song
by Dan Simpson
Used to be you were right here on my arm
Used to be such a sucker for my charm
Used to be bright eyes and a soft smile
But I haven’t seen them for a little while
So go on your life is your own
So go on with your heart made of stone
So go on let our dreams pass away
They were never much help anyway
Not long ago you were right here by my side
You always said I had to give more of my life
Maybe you were right perhaps I was wrong
‘cause now I’m here singing this lonesome song
Go away take all your pain
Go away and take your silly game
Go away and take all my pride
It’s not much use to me on this lonesome ride
Maybe next time I’ll give a little more
Maybe next time a little better than before
Maybe next time you’ll decide to stay
And I can put this lonesome song away
Not long ago you were right here by my side
You always said I had to give more of my life
Maybe you were right perhaps I was wrong
’Cause I’m still here singing this lonesome song
Thinking about what I done wrong
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On The Cheatin' Side Of Town
by J-J Lindner
Got your number in my head, I’ll call you from a big brass bed
I’ll see you when the lights go down on the cheatin’ side of town
I’ll make sure you don’t feel alone, make sure you don’t think of home
I’ll see you when the lights go down on the cheatin’ side of town
People like me come and go
It’s better if you never know
I’ll stay awhile and keep your body warm
And head out in the next September storm
Women like you want to see me
But I don’t give it away for free
I’ll stay awhile and keep your body warm
And head out in the next December storm
I’ll tell you ‘bout the places I’ve been through
Half of them may be true
I’ll stay awhile and keep your body warm
And head out in the next April storm
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Back In Time For Harvest
03:39
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Back In Time For Harvest
by J-J Lindner
Can you tell me what’s out there?
Can you tell me what you’ve seen?
I think I would like to know
I’m not afraid to go
Sis’ll tend to the garden
Dad’s got a hired hand
Mom’s been dead these ten years and more
She won’t keep me from the door
I’ve lived here my whole life, do I need to see the rest?
I’m as good a man as I can be
Will what’s out there let me down?
I’d be back in time for harvest
This I promise one more time
After livin’ on the dusty roads
I think I’ll have some burdens to unload
But if what you say is true
Then I’ll stay on forever
I think I’d let the whole world burn
If I wasn’t able to return
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Ren's Waltz
03:52
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So Long, Georgie
03:50
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So Long, Georgie
by Dan Simpson
With Georgie at the wheel you could here the tires squealing
way up in my 24th storey penthouse
And before the night was over he’d be lying on the floor,
but he’d get right up and get behind the wheel again
There wasn’t much you could say, he’s gonna do it anyway,
he’s not the type to listen to your preaching
He’s heard it all before, he’s been around the block and more,
and he don’t care if you agree with what he believes in
And now I wave goodbye to my dear old friend
He falls down, rolls around, but he’s always there to help a crooked friend
Now the time is almost right, its about four minutes to midnight,
to stuff our pockets and belch as we’re leaving
Now Georgie he’s my pal, we’ve been friends for quite a while
I can’t say enough good things about him
And he really helped me out when he tore that sucker down,
and helped me claim the money for my children
Now you may not think its right to hedge your bets on a crooked fight,
but that’s because you’re the one whose losing
And believe me when I say its going to happen anyway,
so its best to own the deck if you’re going to be dealing
His sly smile gives me pride, he’s done good by me.
Its been a cushy ride, but you know them elections ain’t free
Well we got caught looking up her skirt but we finally hit the pay dirt, and I know the suckers true as sure as breathing
Goodbye wave to the sky, raise your hands and dance.
The next guy is still on my side so lets give him a fair chance.
Well the future’s looking bright, you know we’re going to be living high,
and they’ll never get back what they don’t know their losing
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Begin Again
02:58
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Begin Again
by Dan Simpson
I don’t really want to be your,
even though you got into my thoughts again
Well now and then
Why don’t we,
you don’t want to be and I’m undone by remember when
We had it then
So why must you and me go down this line
we are drawing in the sand
with out own hands
and begin again
The last time I went to this fast part of town
I found no home
And left all alone
Here while my eyes apologize for blinking once
in the setting sun
Where I lost someone
May you be close to all of those
whose eyes have closed in the pouring rain,
turned out again,
the same old refrain: begin again.
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Pieces Of You
02:21
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Pieces Of You
by J-J Lindner
There's pieces of you in the bedroom
There's pieces of you in the hall
There's pieces of you in the kitchen
I can't seem to get them off the walls
I have an old buck hunting knife
Handle from an oak tree
Poked your eyes out in our room so you won't look at me
I got an old buck hunting knife
I use it oh so well
I don't think I'll ever have to tell
I got a pair of garden shears
and honed 'em up so fine
Cut your head off in the hall and had a real good time
I got a pair of garden shears
I use them oh so well
I don't think I'll ever have to tell
Black and whites and colors
Are flying all around
Broken glass and shattered frames
Are lying on the ground
I got a rusty chainsaw
That sputters but never dies
Took it to the kitchen, used it like a scythe
I got a rusty chainsaw
I use it so well
I don't think I'll ever have to tell
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I'll Just Let Her Go Away
by J-J Lindner
I think that I’ll miss her, but I won’t try kiss her
I’ll just let her walk away
You can take her off my hands, off to distant lands
I’ll just let her go away
My debt’s been paid, and the charges have been stayed
There’s nothing to keep her here
I’m filled with remorse, and I have no moral force
So I’ll just let you take her away
I loved her in my own way and I’m sure she loved me too
We’d laugh or we’d cry all the time
Your love for her will breathe like fine wine in a glass
That’s left out in the fresh air, alas
You seem the type of guy I can look in the eye
And wish all the best
She treated me good, so I know I should
Just let you take her away
You might wonder why I don’t even try
To win back my woman’s love
That old nag’s no fair exchange, but I’ll take her ‘cross the range
And I’ll never look back your way
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A Personal Thing
02:42
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A Personal Thing
by J-J Lindner
When I found your number I kept it under
My pillow for a long time
Hoping I would find that you had left that guy
And realized why
And when I made the call I found out after all
You were married and had a kid
But never did you get rid of my number
Or ever wonder
Why’d you give me such a personal thing?
Is it ‘cause of the times that you might have missed?
Do you feel the weight of your diamond ring
When you think of the boys that you might have kissed?
Each step we take we could second guess
‘Till we feel we want to go back
And wipe the litter from our tracks
Do you mean it?
Oh, I’ve seen it
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Sunday Night Blues
03:18
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Sunday Night Blues
by Dan Simpson
Another weekend is on the way, but I still gotta get through today
It’s a living I was told, but I think by living they meant getting old
Now when I was a young man, you know I played a pretty mean guitar
But man I never should spent so much of my time in them bars
It was late one night when I met Annette and you can bet I was good and wet,
Hadn’t thought much about the future yet, and I didn’t see the trap was set
But you know good man does the right thing when she’s buying them little shoes
And I just can’t help but reminisce when I’m feeling them Sunday night blues
The Sunday night blues
I barely get out of my work shoes and I’m feeling them Sunday night blues
Now back in the day the weekends felt so long,
I didn’t seem to need sleep or money to get on
I’d just stay up all night singing my favourite songs
And it felt like eternity before dawn
And you know back in those days I could afford to spend a whole day in bed
And I never used to wake up with such a pounding in my head
Now the march of time is often cruel, and no one wants to be caught like a fool
You get tired of mac and cheese and cereal and there aint no going back to school
Sooner or later a job seems to stick and you learn to make do
And the weekends seem shorter and shorter and you end up with the Sunday night blues
Now monday I can be a pretty gruff guy,
Tuesday and Wednesday I’m just along for the ride
Thursday I start to see a glimmer of light, but Friday’s when I come alive
These days my weekends include hockey practice and ballet school,
And its only when they’re all in bed that I feel them Sunday night blues
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Late One Night
03:48
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Late One Night
by Dan Simpson
Late one night in a cold candles glow
at the table I sat down to write
To my old brother Will who lived over the hill
whose last meeting had ended with spite
As my pen hit the page I was still gripped with rage
at the words that were long ago spoke
But I stirred up my nerve to make amends with my words
and with a trembling hand I wrote
Just then at the door sudden footsteps on the boards
drew my mind in its ragged state
And the old familiar hat that I spied through the slats
flashed my heart into a blinding rage
The shock was so great that I still can’t recall
the events that then transpired
My boots hit the floor and I sprang for the door
my eyes red muscles taut like wire
I found myself outside in the wind and the rain
my body shivering from strain
I don’t know where the lost moments go,
but I sure wish they could be reclaimed
As I slowly returned I felt the ache in my hands
saw the crimson stains on my skin
And the rain took for worse and the wind blew a curse
that punctuated my terrible sin
As l looked to the ground my heart started to pound
and I recognized the eyes that stared
Blankly back at me now lifeless and free
of the cursed life I heretofore bear
I found myself outside in the wind and the rain
my mind spinning with rage
I don’t know where the lost moments go,
but I sure wish they could be reclaimed
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