Saturday, September 14, 2013

Songs I Wish I Wrote: "A Better Place To Be" Harry Chapin


\It was an early morning bar room and the place just opened up
And the little man came in so fast and started at his cups
And the broad who served the whiskey was a big old friendly girl
Who tried to fight her empty nights by smiling at the world
And she said “Hey Bub, it’s been awhile since you’ve been around.
Where the hell you been hiding and why you look so down.”
Well, the little man just sat there, like he’d never heard a sound…

The waitress, she gave out with a cough, and acting not the least put off, she spoke once again...
She said, “I don’t want to bother you, consider it’s understood,
And I know I ‘m not no beauty queen, but I sure can listen good.”
Then the little man took his drink in his hand and raised it to his lips
He took a couple of sips, and then he told the waitress this story.

“I am the midnight watch man down at Miller’s Tool & Die
And I watch the metal rusting.  I watch the time go by.”
A week ago at the diner, I stopped to get a bite,
And this here lovely lady, she sat two seats to my right
And Lord, Lord, Lord….Lord, Lord, Lord….she was alright

Well she was so damned beautiful, she could warm a winter frost
But she looked plumb past lonely, and well night unto lost
Now I’m not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up-easy guy
But I decided to glide on over, and give here one good try
And Lord, Lord, Lord, ...Lord, Lord, Lord,... she was worth a try

I was tongue tied like a school boy, I stammered out some words
It did not seem to matter much cause I don’t think she heard
She just looked clear on through me to a space inside my head
And shamed me into silence, when quietly she said
“If you want me to come with you, well, that’s all right with me
‘Cause I know I’m going nowhere, and anywhere’s a better place to be.”

Well, I drove her back to my boarding house and I took her up to my room
And  went to turn on the only light that brightened up the gloom
But she said, “Please leave the light off, cause I don’t mind the dark.”
And as the clothes all tumbled ‘round her, I could hear my heart..

The moonlight shown upon her as she lay back in my bed
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real
And when I tried to tell her, she said,

“Shsssssss, I know just how your feel.”

“And if you want to come here with me, well that’s all right with me
“Cause I been oh so lonely, loving someone is a better way to be..”
Anywhere’s a better place to be.

The morning came so swiftly as I held her in my arms,
And she slept like a baby, warm and safe from harm
I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood
So before she woke I went out to buy us both some food
I came back with my paper bag to find that she was gone
She’d left a six word letter, saying...
“It’s time that I moved on…”

You know the waitress, she took her bar rag and wiped it across her eyes
And when she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh
She said “I wish that I was beautiful or that you were half-way blind.
“And I wish I weren’t so goddamned fat...I wish that you were mine.
And I wish that you’d come with me when I leave for home
Cause we both know all about loneliness and living all alone.”

And the little man looked at the empty glass in his hand
And smile a crooked grin, he said, I..I guess I’m out of gin
And I know we both have been so lonely….
And if you want me to come with you, well that’s alright with me
Cause I know I’m going no where and anywhere’s a better place to be
Anywhere’s a better place to be….




Saturday, September 7, 2013

Songs I Wish I'd Wrote: "Elephant", Jason Isbell


She said Andy you're better than your past,
winked at me and drained her glass,
cross-legged on the barstool, like nobody sits anymore.
She said Andy you're taking me home,
but I knew she planned to sleep alone.
I'd carry her to bed and sweep up the hair from the floor

If I had fucked her before she got sick
I'd never hear the end of it
she don't have the spirit for that now

We drink these drinks and laugh out loud,
bitch about the weekend crowd,
and try to ignore the elephant somehow
somehow

She said Andy you crack me up,
Seagrams in a coffee cup,
sharecropper eyes and her hair almost all gone.
When she was drunk she made cancer jokes,
she made up her own doctor's notes,
surrounded by her family, I saw that she was dying alone.

I'd sing her classic country songs
and she'd get high and sing along.
She don't have much voice to sing with now

We'd burn these joints in effegy,
cry about what we used to be,
and try to ignore the elephant somehow.
Somehow

I buried her a thousand times,
giving up my place in line,
but I don't give a damn about that now

There's one thing that's real clear to me,
no one dies with dignity.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
Somehow.
Somehow.

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Monday, September 2, 2013

Songs I Wish I Wrote: Live Oak, Jason Isbell



There's a man who walks beside me
It is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him
and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pinin' for
on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things
I'm living now ?
I was rougher than a timber
shippin' out of Fond du Lac
When I headed south at 17
ol' sheriff on my back
I never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze
So I found another victim every couple days
But the night I fell in love with her
I made my weakness known
Through the fires and the farmers diggin' dusty fields alone
The jealous innuendos of the lonely hearted men
Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in
Well you couldn't stay a loner
on the plains before the war
My neighbors had been slightin' me
I had to ask what for
Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town
Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around
We'd robbed a Great Lakes freighter,
killed a couple men or more
And I told her her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword
All the things that she'd suspected
I'd expected her to fear
Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here
There's a man who walks beside me
he is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pinin' for
on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things
I'm living down ?
Well I carved a cross from live oak
and a box from shortleaf pine
Buried her so deep
she touched the water table line
I picked up what I needed
and I headed south again
To myself I wondered
would I find another friend
There's a man who walks beside her,
it is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me.

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