| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 2. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
Is he sane or insane
That's all they want to know Is he crazy or strange Then if so, I want to go I've seen him leave at night Followed him so far Drove out about thirteen miles Then he pulled in to a shothouse bar For a ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one Looks like a new friend I've found Walking in the shadows Now I want back in the light As I make the drop I've got some Second thoughts tonight You see I walked right in, sat right down Offered him a light Big talk for about thirteen hours He said, can you help me with a job tonight, For a ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one He said something's in it for me right now I've reached out into the darkness Jumped up from my bed Woke up in the middle of the night Got myself in way over my head For the ... Long tall cool one Don't know just what's going down Long tall cool one Looks like a new friend I've found Long tall cool one But it better never bite me well Long tall cool one Customer's always right ... |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Crawl up the back steps
Up to the back door Reach up in the dark Turn the handle a little more Open up real slow So the door won't creak Look ahead, look behind Don't shuffle your feet Hey - They say he's crazy, they say he's gone We play our tricks, make up funny songs Sneaking around, feeling badly Sneaking up on Boo Radley Hear the caterpillar crawl Hear the bedbugs bite Hear the crickets scream All the sounds of the night Hear the sound of footprints On the ground I think I see Don't step on the lightning bugs Watch the crack in your knees They say he's crazy, they say he's gone We play our tricks, make up funny songs Sneaking around, feeling badly Sneaking up on Boo Radley They say he's funny, got a loose screw Stay away, he's a threat to you Give him a break, what do we know Might turn out we would like him so We fear what we just don't know I heard he served a long time ago Saw some things we'll never know We laugh and sneak around in the night Fun and games but I know it's not right Both scared and fascinated Ignorant we castigate him Both scared and fascinated Ignorant we flagellate him They say he's crazy, they say he's gone We play our tricks, make up funny songs Down the street, walking sadly My little sister, loves him madly I'm feeling like the Man From Gladly Sneaking up on Boo Radley Sneaking up on Boo Radley |
||||||
| 4. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Four walls I built one winter
She came to share my name For years we lived as lovers on the open plains Far off the heat wave shimmers Pipelines and the gasoline One day it all came running like a bad dream Fire, smoke-filled lungs I hope I'll be standing when the day is done We're CHORUS Staring out on the red plains And we're hiding out from the smoke and the rage A lifetime living on the red plains Watching out as it all goes up in flames Get up Sunday morning Repent for Friday night Don't let 'em tell you it's gonna be a fair fight I gave her clothes and a diamond She loved the things that shine But one day the gold and the silver get left behind Fire, smoke-filled rooms I hope I'll be standing when the day is through CHORUS |
||||||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
|
I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade
In my ever-present chair People laughing and smiles all around me Balloons and paper in my hair There's a man in a car with the top down Waving wildly at me The poor son of a gun, I know he's thinking Better him, him than me I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I was always taught well, taught well To be the strong one and keep it inside But sometimes I sit beside the freeway And howl out at the dark, dark sky I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son I might just have to go out and burn one Have a drink or a few Fade away in a cloudy haze of smoke And give the old man's best salute I've stared down the devil, and had to look away Called out to the angels, but no-one ever came Laid down odd and even, but double zero played That's alright, I'm a lucky one Such a fortunate son |
||||||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
|
The Valley Road
by Bruce Hornsby B. R. Hornsby/John Hornsby Sometimes I lead sometimes I follow This time I'll go where she wants me to go She said maybe today maybe tomorrow Go deep in the woods down the low valley road While no one was lookin on the old plantation He took her all the way down the long valley road They sent her away not too much later And left him walking down the old valley road Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone Out in the hall they were talking in a whisper Everybody noticed she was gone awhile Somebody said she's gone to her sister's But everybody knew what they were talking about While no one was lookin on the old plantation He showed her what they do down the long valley road She came back around like nothing really happened And left him standing on the old valley road Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone Standing like a stone on the old plantation The rich old man would have never let him in Good enough to hire not good enough to marry When it all happens nobody wins Walk on, walk on alone Walk on, walk on, walk on alone |
||||||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm
That will not forsake you, till my tale is told and done While the firelight's aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow Till things we've never seen will seem familiar Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him Who came through many fights, but lost at love While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion's den Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise Strategy was his strength, and not disaster The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise The story teller makes no choice. Soon you will not hear his voice His job is to shed light, and not to master Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold |
||||||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Remember when the days were long
And rolled beneath a deep blue sky Didn't have a care in the world With mommy and daddy standin' by But "happily ever after" fails And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyer dwell on small details Since daddy had to fly But I know a place where we can go That's still untouched by men We could sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind You can lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence O'beautiful, for spacious skies But now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords For this tired old man that we elected king Armchair warriors often fail And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales The lawyers dwell on small details Since daddy had to lie. But I know a place where we can go And was a away this sin We'll sit and watch the clouds roll by And the tall grass wave in the wind Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair spill all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence Who knows how long this will last Now we've come so far, so fast But, somewhere back there in the dust That same small town in each of us I need to remember this So baby give me just one kiss Come and take a long last look Before we say goodbye Just lay your head back on the ground And let your hair fall all around me Offer up your best defense But this is the end This is the end of the innocence |
||||||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
|
And he stands at the banquet room bar
Looking over the crowd The reunion band playing too loud And he sees his fellow old star Looks him up and down Sees a little of himself in his frown The stander on the mountain Looking for the fountain to drink some, to think some About the old days King of the mountain Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days When he was the one And the stander on the mountain runs Let us sit and talk of old times That's what we're supposed to do And you don't look a day over thirty-two Yes we were so funny and wild There's an old friend of mine Says I'm looking back most all the time And the stander on the mountain Listens to the sound of the city streets, the lonely heat The town he once owned King of the mountain Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days When he was the one And the stander on the mountain runs King of the hill runs away Oh she's knocking on your door tonight Oh she wants to see if she remembers right Say won't you come outside tonight Alright They drive to the lookout on the hill And when it was over They sat there and looked back Tomorrow was way in the distance Tomorrow was a long time away Nobody thought much about it And there's nothing wrong if we live for today I recall when you filled it on up And you bowed to the crowd The girls in the short skirts screaming loud The stander on the mountain Looking for the fountain to drink some, to think some About the old days Big man around town Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days When he was the one And the stander on the mountain runs |
||||||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Well he came to town with a strong pull
Would flash his moves for the worshipful Shoulder moves from side to side Go over your head and dot your eyes Every night about a quarter to ten From the middle of June to the summer's end People would gather from miles around To see the mighty Rainbow knock 'em down He'd pull up from around the back Folks say, "There's Rainbow's Cadillac" Fancy shirts and shorts of plaid Coat of more colors than Joseph had Every night about a quarter to ten From the middle of June to the summer's end People would gather from miles around To see the mighty Rainbow knock 'em down Take a quarter from the collection plate Every night he would dominate Jump to the top and pick off a dime Throw it down at the proper time Every night about a quarter to ten From the middle of June to the summer's end People would gather from miles around To see the mighty Rainbow knock 'em down |
||||||
| 14. |
| - |
|
|||
| 15. |
| - |
|
|||
|
The song came and went
Like the times that we spent Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for a while You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go A cool evening dance Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill From the air till they play the last song I'll do my time Keeping you off my mind But there's moments that I find I'm not feeling so strong Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go Running down by the lakeshore She did love the sound of a summer storm It played on the lake like a mandolin Now it's washing her away once again The boat's steaming in I watch the sidewheel spin And I think about her when I hear that whistle blow I can't change my mind I knew all the time That she'd go But that's a choice I made long ago Listen to the mandolin rain Listen to the music on the lake Listen to my heart break Every time she runs away Listen to the banjo wind A sad song drifting low Listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to go ----- When the last rose of summer pricks my finger And the hot sun chills me to the bone When I can't hear the song for the singer And I can't tell my pillow from a stone I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain And the stars start to splatter in the sky When the moon hits the southwest horizon With the scream of an eagle on the fly I will walk alone by the black muddy river And listen to the ripples as they moan I will walk alone by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own Black muddy river, roll on forever I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side Roll muddy river, roll muddy river, black muddy river, roll When it seems like the night will last forever And there's nothing left to do but count the years When the strings of my heart begin to sever And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears I will walk alone, by the black muddy river And dream me a dream of my own I will walk alone, by the black muddy river And sing me a song of my own, sing me a song of my own |
||||||
| 16. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Standing in line marking time
waiting for the welfare dime cause they can't buy a job the man in the silk suit hurries by as he catches the poor old ladies' eyes just for fun he says get a job That's just the way it is some things will never change that's just the way it is but don't you believe them They say hey little boy you can't go said hey old man how can you stand to think that way did you really think about it before you made the rules he said, son Well they passed a loa in '64 to give those who ain't got a little more but it only goes so far because the law don't change another's mind when all it sees at the hiring time is the line on the color bar |
||||||
| 17. |
| - |
|
|||
| 18. |
| - |
|
|||
|
