포크 록 계의 명인으로 대접 받고 있는 존 스튜어트의 2003년도 작품. 스튜디오 정규로는 무려 5년 만에 발표된 앨범이기도 하다. 데뷔한지 35년이 지난 노장임에도 불구, 발매되자마자 그 탁월한 음악성으로 인해 각종 언론매체로부터 높은 평가를 일궈냈다. 'Cowboy in the Distance', 'Who Stole the Soul of Johnny Dreams' 등의 곡들이 이를 잘 증명해주고 있다. 단 한 곡을 제외하곤 모조리 자작곡으로 채워넣은 데서 알 수 있듯, 마르지 않고 샘물처럼 솟는 그의 음악적 창작력이 작품 전체를 통해 광채를 발하는, 포크 록 필드의 명반으로 손색이 없다. .... ....
How can I sleep at night with all the things I said? How can I sleep at night when the evidence is read? How can I sleep at night when the world is turning red? Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed
How can I dream at night when all the dreams come true? How can I dream at night if I don't dream of you? How can I scream at night? A rhapsody in blue Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed
All night I toss and turn, impossible to sleep As I watch my life burn, no reason to count sheep And oh, I have miles to go and promises to keep
How can I die at night with things all left undone? How can I lie at night with a slip of a tongue? And how can I fly at night? I'm a prisoner of the young Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed There's dogs in the bed
All night I toss and turn, impossible to sleep As I watch my life burn, no reason to count sheep And oh, I have miles to go and promises to keep
How can I sleep at night with all the things I said? How can I sleep at night when the evidence is read? And how can I sleep at night when my world is turning red? Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed
There's dogs in the bed There's dogs in the bed There's dogs in the bed
She's running through the cornfields of New York City And I'm driving by the cornfields of Illinois And I wonder how the dream feels in New York City Same as the dream that I had in Illinois
She's skating down the back roads of Joplin Missouri Skating down the avenues of New York City too And I wonder how the wheels sound in Joplin Missouri Same as the sweet singing wheels in New York do
And she shines like a diamond To this runner in the night I'm a cowboy in the distance Waiting for the light
There's a girl who's in love in Joplin Missouri There's a girl who's in love in New York just the same In love with the boys out chasing his dreams In love with a boy and she never knows his name
There's a telephone that's ringing in Joplin Missouri There's a telephone that's ringing in New York plain as day Waiting for a call in Joplin in Manhattan, yeah Waiting for a call from the boy who ran away
And she shines like a diamond To this runner in the night And I'm a cowboy in the distance He's waiting for the light
She's running through the cornfields of New York City And I'm driving by the cornfields of Missouri it seems I wonder if she knows there's a cowboy in the distance And I wonder if she knows that she's in the cowboy's dreams
And she shines like a diamond To this runner in the night I'm a cowboy in the distance Waiting for the light
And she shines like a diamond To this runner in the night I'm a cowboy in the distance She's waiting for the light
Just waiting for the light Just waiting for the light Just waiting for the light
I wanna be Elvis, I wanna be Dean I wanna be Elvis in the cool machine I wanna be Elvis back in '55 Singing 'Mystery Train' in a Memphis dive
I wanna be Elvis, I wanna be Dean I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream I wanna be Elvis on the Sullivan stage I wanna be Elvis in the glory days
I wanna be Elvis when he drove the truck I wanna be Elvis singing 'All Shook Up'
I wanna be Elvis on a flaming star I wanna be Elvis in the Cadillac car I wanna be Elvis rocking the blues I wanna be Elvis in his ?Blue Suede Shoes?
I wanna be Elvis and I want to be Dean I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream If I could be Elvis, won't I be cool I wanna be singing 'Don't Be Cruel'
I wanna be Elvis, would I think twice Do I wanna be Elvis and pay that price Do I wanna be Elvis and pay that price
I wanna be Elvis and I wanna be Dean I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream I wanna be Elvis in the cool machine I wanna be Elvis and I wanna be Dean
Oh she walks in a room she owns And eyes always follow the light It goes right down to the toes, yeah If you think that she's magic you're wrong
She can play with your heart like a house cat Plays with a mouse on the floor And she has no time for the jugular And she finds pretenders a bore
And she looks like a miracle walking Like a miracle captured in time And she sounds like a miracle talking She's a miracle girl and a miracle's mine A miracle girl and the miracle's mine And the miracle's mine
But won't she always has reasons for laughing Forgiveness is what she does best And she could find love in a tiger Who growls as he sits on her chest
And she looks like a miracle walking Like a miracle captured in time Sound like a miracle talking She's a miracle girl, the miracle's mine A miracle girl and the miracle's mine And the miracle's mine and the miracle's mine
Oh she's neon in perfume and crazy With a face of an angel at times You'd swear she was dancing in starlight We're always in three quarter time
And she looks like a miracle walking A miracle captured in time And she sounds like a miracle talking She's a miracle girl and the miracle's mine A miracle girl
And she looks like a miracle walking A miracle captured in time And she sounds like a miracle talking here She's a miracle girl and the miracle's mine A miracle girl and the miracle's mine
And the miracle's mine And the miracle's mine And the miracle's mine
It's midnight in Havana, there's a party on the streets Nylons on the sea wall, and music on the beach It's midnight in Havana, all the young girls in the streets
Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight? I believe she needs someone to make her feel that it's alright Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?
And though the revolution came way before her time Is there is a solution to, to the old man's party line? Oh, the revolution came and it had it's time
Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girls eyes And oh, it should be magic, yeah, waiting for Castro to die
She can ride the railroad, yeah, that robbed the sugar cane Take pictures of Guantanarro before the hurricane She could ride the railroad, yeah, who's steam would feel like rain
Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girl?s eyes And oh, it should be magic as they're waiting for Castro to die
It's midnight in Havana, yeah, there's a party in the streets Nylons on the sea wall, yeah, and music on the beach It's midnight in Havana, yeah, all the young girls in the streets
Waiting for Castro to die Waiting for Castro to die Waiting for Castro to die Waiting for Castro to die