1. |
We're All Alright
04:08
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Verse-1
There's a long line of crazy
Where I come from
From pill popping junkies
To a smoking gun
Verse-2
What's done is done
Keep the closet locked up tight
You can hide a lot of bones
Behind self-righteous mite
Chorus
But we're all alright
Yes we're all alright
Don't try to break the gospel son
It's been around a long time
Yes it’s a fine thin line
Between Sunday and Saturday night
So keep your mouth shut and be still
Cause we're all alright
Verse-3
Well the prodigal son
He's come back to town
With a new haircut and a shave
He's been saved
He's been found
Verse-4
You know he courted the devil
In his shady past
Hallelujah the boys returned
Fill up your glass
Chorus
Cause we're all alright
Yes we're all alright
Don't try to break the gospel son
It's been around a long time
Yes it's a fine thin line
Between Sunday and Saturday night
So keep your mouth shut and be still
Cause we're all alright
Chorus
Cause we're all alright
Yeah, we're all alright
Don't try to break the gospel son
It's been around a long time
Yes it's a fine thin line
Between Sunday and Saturday night
So keep your mouth shut and be still
Cause we're all alright
So keep your mouth shut and be still
Cause we're all alright
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2. |
Baltimore's Crying
03:42
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Verse - 1
Wake up boys it’s 8:00am
Hop in the van, let’s do it again
You got nine hours on the road
Verse - 2
Griping and moaning won’t change a thing
So fill up the tank, try to get some sleep
You got, sound check at 6:00 at the 603
Pre-Chorus -
But there’ll be no show tonight
The story ends where it started out on I-95
Chorus -
I can hear Baltimore Crying
Echoes in the silence
The Stage is quiet tonight
A name on a marquis sign
A one night stand
On a Thursday night
But the stage lights will not shine
I can hear Baltimore crying
Verse -3
Charleston to Baltimore
Who the hell booked this tour
Last leg of the run
Till we get back home
Verse - 4
North Carolina in the afternoon
18 wheels in my rearview
And that rig, he ain’t slowing down
Pre-Chorus -
But there’ll be no show tonight
The story ends where it started out
On I95
Chorus -
I can hear Baltimore Crying
Echoes in the silence
The Stage is quiet tonight
A name on a marquis sign
A one night stand
On a Thursday night
But the stage lights will not shine
I can hear Baltimore crying
Chorus
I can hear Baltimore Crying
Echoes in the silence
The Stage is quiet tonight
A name on a marquis sign
A one night stand
On a Thursday night
But the stage lights will not shine
I can hear Baltimore crying
I can hear Baltimore
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3. |
Pardon Me
03:57
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4. |
Damn it to Hell
04:43
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V-1
My sweet Michelle was a childhood friend
Even in prison orange she’s still beautiful
It breaks my heart to see her like this
V-2
She offers a smile but I know
that the hell behind these walls was heaven
Compared to the hell she’s been living at home
Chorus
Damn it to hell Michelle, just a matter of time
Years of busted up lips is a goddamn crime
They say that love can hurt but it should never blacken an eye
She sent that boy to hell now Michelle is doing time
V-3
I never cared for her man
Even in High School he was a son of a bitch
I never knew what she seen in him
V-4
One boozed up night it came to an end
With coal black eyes he came for her
She pulled a gun it was her or him
Chorus
Damn it to hell Michelle, just a matter of time
Years of busted up lips is a goddamn crime
They say that love can hurt but it should never blacken an eye
She sent that boy to hell now Michelle is doing time
Bridge
Everyone in this town had something to say
Some called her the Devil some call her a Saint
But nobody wins either way
The cemetery got a new head stone and the pen got a new inmate
Chorus
Damn it to hell Michelle, just a matter of time
Five years of busted up lips is a goddamn crime
They say that love can hurt but it should never blacken an eye
She sent that boy to hell now Michelle is doing time
She sent that boy to hell now Michelle is doing time
Damn it to hell Michelle
Damn it to hell
Damn it to hell Michelle
Damn it to hell
Damn it to hell Michelle
Damn it to
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5. |
Tired, Broken & Stoned
04:43
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Verse - 1
I got a tire whining
The engine lights on
Coffee has run cold
I’ve got one more stop on a four day run
My tank is running low
Verse - 2
I’ve been burning the flame, burning oil
Hard at both ends
I miss my wife like crazy
This ride it never ends
Chorus -
Somebody please, ring out last call
I can’t keep up this pace for much longer
The booze don’t cure, the nights don’t end
Lonesome to the bone
Lord I tired, broken and stoned
Verse -3
There's pretty girls and young guitar players
Always hanging around
The girls are all looking for love
And the players want to steal the crown
Verse - 4
Pills in the morning to get out of bed
A fifth every night on the stage
Trying to be everything to everyone
Just trying to kill the pain
Chorus -
Somebody please, ring out last call
I can’t keep up this pace for much longer
The booze don’t cure, the nights don’t end
Lonesome to the bone
Lord I tired, broken and stoned
Chorus -
Somebody please, ring out last call
I can’t keep up this pace for much longer
The booze don’t cure, the nights don’t end
Lonesome to the bone
Lord I tired, broken and stoned
Lord I tired, broken and stoned
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6. |
Pretentious Blues
03:54
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Verse - 1
You’re not the only one who feels jaded
You’re not the only one, left spent
You got the new life you've always wanted
But you want more, all that you can get
Verse - 2
Actions speak louder
More than the words that are said
So I’ll eat the crow that you’re serving
But for the last time my friend
Chorus - 1
Chasing what might have been
Living in your head
Leaving a trail of tears and wreckage
Left to mend
Verse -3
I’ve long since licked my wounds
With my head held high
These scars are a strong reminder
Of weaker times
Verse - 4
No need for apologies
I solely take the blame
I should have known
Known much better
Than to dance in the devil's flame
Chorus - 2
Chasing what might have been
Living in your head
Leaving a trail of tears and wreckage
Left to mend
Sitting on your stool
Preaching your pretentious blues
Like you’re the only one
That feels the way you do
Chorus - 2
Chasing what might have been
Living in your head
Leaving a trail of tears and wreckage
Left to mend
Sitting on your stool
Preaching your pretentious blues
Like you’re the only one
That feels the way you do
Like you’re the only one
That feels the way you do
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7. |
Firefight
04:40
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V-1
The boy’s been back for a year
On homeland
He served two tours of duty in Afghanistan
V-2
He got a medical discharge
Now he walks with a limp
The pills help him sleep
The booze helps him forget
Chorus
He made it back home alive
But he’s still fighting to survive
He’s in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
V-3
He was a good kid in school
Red blooded pride
The kind that make good soldiers
The kind that Uncle Sam likes
V-4
They put a riffle in his hand
Dropped him on the front line
They said God speed son
Semperfi
Chorus
He made it back home alive
But he’s still fighting to survive
He’s in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
V-5
You can see the madness
Deep in his eyes
That took his job
Ran away his wife
V-6
Now he’s a time bomb ticking
Ready to blow
The boy’s gonna end up in prison
Or down in a hole
Chorus
He made it back home alive
But he’s still fighting to survive
He’s in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
All the medals and handshakes
Don’t stop the war inside
He’s in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
Oh Yeah, Yeah
He’s in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
Oh you know he made it home
Thank god he made it home alive
All the Thank Yous for your service
They don’t make up for the hole inside
He's in a firefight
Every time he closes his eyes
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8. |
Kiss and Tell
05:02
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Verse-1
Everybody knew them
In this sleepy little town
Red Bombshells standing 6'1"
Some say they spawned from hell
Some say they spawned from hell
Verse-2
They made the young boys lust
Pretty little things
They knew how to get just what they wanted
Without saying a thing
They didn’t have to say a thing
Chorus
They had a pair of white 5.0s
That their Daddy bought
Apple of that old mans eye
Born two minutes apart
Momma taught em how to be ladies
But Momma she’s ain’t always around
They knew how to use what the good lord gave em
They kiss but they never tell Lord they kiss but they never tell
Verse-3
The girls Sang in the choir on Sunday
As their Daddy would preach the word
But when the sun went down
On this Bible belt town
That's when the girls would go to work
That’s when the girls would go to work
Verse-4
They had a thick little black book
With high dollar clientele
Doctors, lawyers and businessmen
They all knew the sisters well
They all knew the sisters well
Chorus
They had a pair of white 5.0s
That their Daddy bought
Apple of that old man's eye
Born two minutes apart
Momma taught em how to be ladies
But Momma she’s ain’t always around
They knew how to use what the good lord gave em
They kiss but they never tell
They kiss but they never tell
Trumpet Solo
Verse-5
It didn't take too long
for the word to get around
The girls had a product
and knew how to hawk it
The sisters were doing well
The sisters were doing well
And they never Kiss and Tell
Chorus
They had a pair of white 5.0s
That their Daddy bought
Apple of that old man's eye
Born two minutes apart
Momma taught em how to be ladies
But Momma she’s ain’t always around
They knew how to use what the good lord gave em
They kiss but they never tell
They kiss but they never tell
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9. |
New Year's Day
04:42
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V-1
I’m curled up on a van seat
I hear the wipers keeping beat
In perfect rhythm, pushing the snow
V-2
They say the storms behind us now
There’s no slowing us down
We’re heading south bound, going home
Pre-Chorus
The first day of the New Year
And I’m so far away from you
Chorus
It’s another New Year’s Day on the road
Another New Year’s kiss over the phone
I brought in the New Year with my guitar
To a sold out show in a Detroit bar
The crowd was amazing but I was thinking of you
I’m thinking of you
V-3
Fogelberg on the radio
“Same Old Lang Synge” that we all know
Everyone in the van is singing along
V-4
Fifty miles to the state line
Stop at Love’s one last time
Baby please wait up for me
Pre-Chorus
The first day of the New Year
And I’m so far away from you
Chorus
It’s another New Year’s Day on the road
Another New Year’s kiss over the phone
I brought in the New Year with my guitar
To a sold out show in a Detroit bar
The crowd was amazing but I was thinking of you
I’m thinking of you
Pre-Chorus
The first day of the New Year
And I’m so far away from you
Chorus
It’s another New Year’s Day on the road
Another New Year’s kiss over the phone
I brought in the New Year with my guitar
To a sold out show in a Detroit bar
The crowd was amazing but I was thinking of you
I’m thinking of you
Happy New Year baby, I’m thinking of you
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10. |
Wouldn't Change a Thing
04:16
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Verse - 1
I got into a barroom fight
Some time ago
Not one of my proudest moments
When that boy and I came to blows
Verse - 2
I saw that guy three years later
Walked up and tapped him on the back
I said let's bury this hatchet once and for all
And we downed a couple shots of Jack
Pre-Chorus
Cause you know hard times
They get the best of us all
There’s no shame in the stumbling
It comes with the walk
Chorus
Good times and bad times
And all the in-betweens
All the scars and broken hearts
And late night barstool dreams
Near death fails, and stiff cocktails
And the ones that got away
No regrets, or unpaid debts
I would not change a thing
Wouldn't change a thing
Verse -3
My big brother
Is my mother’s first born
I spent years fighting mad at him
For all the hell he put my folks through
And all the running that he did
Verse - 4
A life of hard living has taken its toll
The years have caught up with him
You know he's doing his best to make things right
And after all that boy’s my kin
Pre-Chorus
Cause you know hard times
They get the best of us all
There’s no shame in stumbling
It comes with the walk
Chorus
Good times and bad times
And all the in-betweens
All the scars and broken hearts
And late night barstool dreams
Near death fails, and stiff cocktails
And the ones that got away
No regrets, or unpaid debts
I would not change a thing
Wouldn't change a thing
Chorus
Good times and bad times
And all the in-betweens
All the scars and broken hearts
And late night barstool dreams
Near death fails, and stiff cocktails
And the ones that got away
No regrets, or unpaid debts
I would not change a thing
Wouldn't change a thing
Ah Hah
Wouldn't change a thing
Nah Nah
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11. |
The Prize Fighter
04:11
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Verse-1
Rain drops drip a rhythm
On a rusty old tin roof
St Nick's Arena, 1962
Verse-2
Bolie Jackson's pining
For a comeback
On the card for the main event
A scarred up prize fighter
Looking for a win
Chorus
Tape the hands
And lace the gloves
And say a prayer
For the forgotten ones
One last shot for a
A headline story
Just a tired old man
Trying to catch a bus to glory
Verse-3
Ten minutes before the bell
His mind drifts back in time
To a title fight in Detroit
In 1949
Verse-4
He went toe to toe with the champ
For three good rounds
Till the Bomber landed a right hook
And knocked ole Bolie out
Chorus-
Tape up the hands
And lace the gloves
And say a prayer
For the forgotten ones
One last shot for a
A headline story
Just a tired old man
Trying to catch a bus to glory
Verse-5
12 rounds with a young Italian
His odds are stacked to fail
He pays that no mind
He's here to catch a tiger by the tail
Verse-6
Blood stains on the canvas
The sweat burns his eyes
Trying to go the distance
He's a relic of a his time
Chorus
Tape the hands
And lace the gloves
And say a prayer
For the forgotten ones
One last shot for a
A headline story
Just a tired old man
Trying to catch a bus to glory
Just a tired old man
Trying to catch a bus to glory
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