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Sheets To The Wind
03:28
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I back ‘er outta the drive, and I head for the bar
I like to get tight where all the good-timers are
There’s a stool in the corner, I got a pocket full of dimes
I fill the jukebox with silver, fill myself with wine
REFRAIN:
I’m a daytime driver, ‘cause by night’s end
I’m sittin’ shotgun, sheets to the wind
My friend comes along, and down Interstate 5
It’s such a lovely day, not a cloud in the sky
I guess Merle Haggard lives ‘round these parts
He’s singing to me now, we’re bound for the bar
REFRAIN
One last verse for my friend, he is cool to drive
He is calm and collected, did not over-imbibe
Between my knees sits a bottle, I’m not sure of what
I take a sip now and then, I turn the music up
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2. |
Crazy Over You
04:11
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Don’t want to have a long talk
I’d like to talk but not too long
Why don’t we take a long walk
Along the lake just after daw
You’re makin’ me kinda crazy
You’re makin’ me more than crazy
I’m flat-out crazy, I’m crazy over you
Why won’t you give me none of your lovin’
Why do you always leave me blue
You might could guess that I’d be glad and satisfied
If I looked to you like those other boys do
REPEAT CHORUS
But another new coat is hangin’ in your closet
Another new car is parked in your drive
Those moments when it seems so close that I might grab it
You snatch it all away, and I could die
REPEAT CHORUS
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Thought I might go out tonight, so I painted on some jeans
Pulled my favorite cowboy boots all the way up to my knees
Took a double shot of courage just to get me out the door
Well, it went down so smoothly, Lord, I had to pour myself one more, and now
CHORUS
I’m stayin’ single, drinkin’ doubles all night long alone
Before I got myself to the bar, I wound up stoned at home
I’m lickin’ liquor off my lips, there’s no time to piss and moan
When you’re stayin’ single, drinkin’ doubles all night long alone
INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
Rolled out of bed this morning still wearing Thursday’s clothes
Tonight is Sunday morning, Lord, and the only way I know
Is by the pile of rolled-up papers stacked on my front step
A woman might could do me good, but I ain’t sure just yet, for now
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4. |
Dead Ends
04:08
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Go drivin’ down dead-ends again
If all you think we are is friends
Then you ain’t no friend to me
It’s back to the grind again, but this is not
Who I am, who I am
Longs to be free
CHORUS:
I’ve got the Hag when I’m unhappy, Willie when I’m blue
Hank to keep me company when my mind falls back to you
Waylon is my water and the Possum is my bread
King George keeps me upright ‘til I stumble into bed
Flames lick the flu that sends the wood smoke
To the stars, leaving is the easy part
Until remembering gets too hard
I ain’t gettin’ rich, oh, but I am
Gettin’ by, the world is fucked
So why not have a good time, have a good time
REPEAT CHORUS
Why buy ‘em busted at the seams
I’ll wear the holes in my own jeans
New they’re thick and dark and blue
Out here when I hear my Savior’s name
It’s shouted, swearing, always in vain
And I wonder what to say or do
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5. |
For Cryin' Out Loud
05:13
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I used to use the right words
But lately they been leaving me the wrong way
And when I’m running right on time
Oh, somehow I show up about ten minutes late
CHORUS:
It’s driving me to drinking, I’ve seldom been too proud
To be high all alone in Sausalito for crying out loud
If this heart was a home
You’d surely find a “for sale” sign stuck in my front yard
‘Cause every tear I allow
Hangs over me like autumn on a Corydon graveyard
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Every day makes its way to the same destination
Behind the buzzing neon signs
Running a needle through “Yesterday’s Wine”
REPEAT CHORUS
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I sit at the bar
I'm listening to dead guys and steel guitars
I sing along, ‘cause I’ve heard these songs before
My childhood warn’t too hard, I played a lot of catch out in the yard
It’s seldom that I play catch anymore
CHORUS:
There is one young woman who knows
How far I intended to go
I bet she would be happy to know
How far I’ve failed to go
“That’s fine, stay behind you precious little waste of time”
I said to her while slamming shut my trunk
She said “I hope you die” on the other end of the line
One week later when I called her awfully drunk
CHORUS
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7. |
A Town Called The Blues
04:07
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We’re livin’ in a town called the Blues
The population numbers two
Oh, that number includes only me and you
We’re livin’ in a town called the Blues
We’ve been livin’ our own country song
You and me all along
Oh, I wish you’d save your tears ‘cause I’m not that strong
We’ve been livin’ our own country song
CHORUS:
Give me a reason, and I’ll lose my mind
Hit the throttle and stone myself blind
To a snarlin’ guitar in some honky-tonk bar
And pretend I’m still in my prime
We’re livin’ in a town called the Blues
Where heartache shows up on cue
Oh, there ain’t one damn thing you or I could do
We’re livin’ in a town called the Blues
“Happily ever after” never came
All you women are the same
Oh, with infinite faces and numberless names
“Happily ever after” never came
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8. |
The Barstool Blues
03:31
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It’s goodbye poise and pride, goodbye self-control
Goodbye to the man I was before
Now it’s one day at a time waitin’ on the end of the line
‘Cause you’ve gone again and left me with the barstool blues
Sleeping on a bed of broken glass will cut you up good, it’ll make you a mess
But we all know that pain is just a part of love
Now I’ve got the wheels and a couple of dimes, gotta get to the bar before closing time
But no road can clear my mind without you by my side
CHORUS
You took all of my records, so I stole some of your shoes
But taking a walk in those heels is one thing I can’t do
I’ve spent all my money on the wine and weed, but who are you to judge the life lead
You know I love you more and more every time you leave
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9. |
From A Ways Away
05:15
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I don’t want to go out to the party
I don’t want to go out on the town
I dislike simply being around people
They always seem to let me down
Say, “Saddle up and visit me”
Tell me to come, tell me to ride
The road to your door is a good road
So gladly I’ll oblige
I’ve come to learn we all are selfish people
The future is not bright as it once appeared
Let’s not leave, let’s just stay and play right here awhile
We can stay and play right where we are
You whisper in my ear
A tale of niceties unbroken
Ours is a typical situation
Many words go unspoken
I know its all one tiny, fleeting moment
A winter, spring and summer, then the fall
I hope you know I will always treasure
Every fleeting moment of it all
Let me walk up to your door
Allow me in with your sly grin
Lay me a pallet on your floor
Let me feel your touch again
Let me walk up to your door
Allow me in with your sly grin
Lay me a pallet on your floor
Let me feel your touch again
I know its all one tiny, fleeting moment
A winter, spring and summer, then the fall
I hope you know I will always treasure
Every fleeting moment of it all
I hope you know I will always love you
Through every fleeting moment of it all
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It was me and you in Santa Cruz, I tried to lose my white-boy blues
I lost my car, I found some keys, I’ll say “no,” when you say “please”
Candles dance with evening air, by now I’ve been most everywhere
I’ve learned that your most incorrect replies drip with disrespect
CHORUS:
Was too much lint in the dryer, your house is burning down
I put your alcoholic mother on a train leaving town
The air was sweet with innocence when you robbed me down to my last cent
So get up, gal, and get gone now
I am done with all this discontent
I been a bit too country, a bit too kind, for some reason you seem to mind
You made your point, your point is moot, give me grits for breakfast and cowboy boots
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
For a while there I stood right by your side
My loved ones couldn’t make me leave, but they all tried
They told me you were telling dirty lies
It was a truth I tried to rationalize
It’s a young man’s world or so they say, so you won’t steal my heart away
You’re a fool for me, it’s plain to see, as plain as my iniquity
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11. |
You Take It Too Hard
04:21
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Blow your whistle freight train
Take me back from where I came
Right now and don’t be slow
I feel like I’ve been waylaid
I only meant to visit, instead I stayed
Oh, I’ve been dealt a blow
CHORUS:
Dry your tears, dear, you take it too hard
Don’t despair, dear, that’s the way things are
You know I need you
I don’t want to leave you
But what about the drinkin’ and dancin’
Every night you spend with me
Not a coincidence, dear, please believe me
Lately I been doin’ some thinkin’
About this arrangement, you must agree
It’s working splendidly
Blow your whistle freight train
Take me back from where I came
Right now and don’t be slow
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The Sacred Profanities San Francisco, California
Jeremy Wilson & Kirby Lee Hammel have been writing and playing in the Bay Area since 2007.
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