Bobby Peru, Luna, Covered By David Hubbard

Bobby Peru, Luna

Covered By David Hubbard

I told lies to your family concerning your whereabouts
They feel so sorry for me
I invented jealous stories, my imagination ran wild
I made myself so angry

The night that you insulted me I lay awake thinkin'
Clever things I could have said
My thoughts kept turning to Bobby Peru
How would he handle this one?

'S' is for sorry for all that I did
Now is the time to turn it all around
I know what's the matter, so why can't I fix it?
Forgive me please

I had lunch with an old girlfriend who knows all my faults
And pretends to want to help
She said I really don't mind your keeping secrets from me
But please don't keep them from yourself

Murder is bad, and suicide is sad
Why would a girl like that put her head in the oven?
You have your theories and I have one too
It's such a waste

'S' is for sorry for all that I did
Now is the time to turn it all around
I know what's matter, so why can't I fix it?

This feeling is eternal, for as long as it lasts
Now is the time to turn it all around
I know what's matter, I'm trying to fix it?
Forgive me please

'S' is for sorry for all that I did
Now is the time to turn it all around
I really don't mind you keeping secrets from me
But please don't keep them from yourself

The Distance, Written And Performed By Clara Baker

This is a demo of some of my original work to share with friends and family. It was recorded in March 2011 in Lawrence, KS.

THE DISTANCE
The rain falls fast
In my mind
Cause everywhere I glance
You are the sky

I know the sun from your window
The distance in my mind
The cold walk in the morning
Ended with a kiss goodbye, Goodbye

With both feet on the ground
Winter sings in this small town
To lie, I don’t mind being alone
No, it’s just the drive and the silence that gets to me

I sleep for months without dreaming
Now forever tired
Alone til the day you’ll ask me
What truth is there in rhyme

With both feet on the ground
Winter sings in this small town
Til I don’t mind being alone
It’s just your eyes and your smile still get to me
Til I don’t mind being alone
It’s just the silence and the distance that gets to me
That gets to me

My Old Friend, Written And Performed By Craig Hubbard

Where have you gone to my old friend?
Now that we have more ground to defend.
You said you’d run with me till the end.
Where have you gone to my old friend?

I remember you smilin.
I remember the day.
When I gave your bouquet.

Where have you gone to my old friend?
With so many mountains to ascend.
You said you’d run with me till the end.
Where have you gone to my old friend?

When you said you loved me.
You took my hand.
It was unspoken master plan.

How time’s tried you.
Could you forget that so soon?
I write this love song alone in our room.

Where have you gone to my old friend?
I can’t die alone here in Cleveland.
You said you’d run with me till the end.
So, where have you gone to my old friend
Where have you gone to my old friend

You Quoted Wilde, David And Craig Hubbard

You Quoted Wilde

You Quoted Wilde, written and performed by David and Craig Hubbard

Cleveland left me in the morning, she said I won’t be back this way
I held a dollar out and said take this with you it’ll help you out
The streets of California are warm and just and hard and cold and mellow
You could have done it all right here but for time and the time is right
She always said she was made for something I knew I couldn’t settle

She’s moving out so pretty, I’m moving out of this city

If you get to California, you can get to know all my friends
I’m not promising wine or floats but I think they’ll take you in
The night is rushed and flushed and I’m in line with time I'm better
You could have told me things face to face but you wrote and you quoted Wilde
I never did give a damn about him so I burned that letter

She’s moving out so pretty, I’m moving out of this city

A time she had anger to allay, allay, allay, allay
Life was a great ballet, ballet, ballet....
At times she had anger to allay, allay, allay, allay
Life was a great ballet, ballet, ballet...

She’s moving out so pretty, I’m moving out of this city
She’s moving out so pretty, I’m moving out of this city
She’s moving out so pretty, I’m moving out of this city
I never did give a damn about him so I burned that letter

"How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being."
Oscar Wilde


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Hank And Jesus, Written And Performed By Dan Weber

Hank And Jesus, Dan Weber

South of Louisville, Kentucky, on I-65
I pulled into a rest stop, before I pushed on through the night
I met a Deadhead with a backpack, and man, I knew that guy
He asked if you’re headin’ south, I could really use the ride
But I’m only on the interstate, just as far as Bowling Green
Then I’m cuttin’ west towards Memphis, where the blues don’t treat you mean

Chorus: 
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don’t recall, not even once, stoppin’ for gas
He said I know you won’t believe me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

So I drove and he told stories, but they started sounding weird
Like he’d been to Woodstock, and never came back from there
He said friends of his were Angels, and most of them were Saints
Except this one guy named Judas, who he swore had been framed
Well he believed what he was saying, but me I had my doubts
So I pulled off at a bar, hoping he might clear out [Chorus]
Bridge

In the parking lot he came clean, said he was Jesus Christ
And I said Yeah, then I’m Hank Williams man, and maybe you should drive
He said Hank was back with Audrey now, and they were doing fine
But you know that not a one of us, get’s out of this world alive

So it’s a 100 miles to Memphis, in the middle of the night 
With those high-beams searching, for just a little light
He said life is like this two-lane road, it’s a crooked deal
I said she pulls a little to the left, Jesus! keep both hands on the wheel!

Chorus: 
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don’t recall, not even once, stoppin’ for gas
He said I know you won’t believe me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

Coda: 
He said I know you don’t believe in me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

Andalucia, David Hubbard, by John Cale

Andalucia,

John Cale, The Velvet Underground

David Hubbard 

Andalucia when can I see you
When it is snowing out again
Farmer john wants you
Louder and softer closer and dearer
Then again
Needing you taking you keeping you leaving you
In a year and a day to be sure
That your face doesn't alter
Your words never falter -- I love you
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I'll be here waiting later and later
Hoping the night will go away
Andalucia castles and Christians
Andalucia come to stay
You were lost, once before, on a day much like this
When you'd made up your mind not to come
And I couldn't persuade you
Or wait till tomorrow -- or pass the time