Lyrics

I Thought There’d Always Be Roses

 

Chorus:

 

   I know you’re out on the town tonight –

   you’ll be there until the last bar closes.

   Yeah, I know you’re out on the town tonight –

   you’ll be there until the last bar closes.

   I still cherish when our love was bright

   and I thought there’d always be roses.

 

In those days, we went dancin’ to the band –

one hand waving free under a diamond sky.

I was anchored by the grip of your hand –

the freedom to laugh, oh, the freedom to cry.

 

Now I walk across this hardwood floor –

the air lifts, the old screen opens and closes.

I still want to find you at that door,

your eyes a smile, your arms full of roses.

 

Repeat chorus

 

Bridge:

 

   If you come back  to me now,

   we’ll make it  all right.

   Come on back to me now –

   I’ll hold you so tight.

 

Repeat chorus

 

The night wears on; my dream comes apart –

petals falling from week-old flowers.

It’s hard to tell an old aching heart

to let go of its love’s sweetest hours.

 

Repeat chorus

 

 

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The Time Before You

 

There’s no way I can ever forget you –

you ambled in and came to stay.

Your smile said, it was all true,

and I was living in a brand new day.

I can’t remember the time before you –

time turns on itself like two mirrors.

It seems two opposites can be true,

and I can overcome so many fears.

 

Chorus:

 

   The time before you, yeah, that time,

   it’s not something I can get back to.

   The time before you, yeah, that time,

   is a looking glass I went right through.

   The time before you, yeah, that time,

   it’s not something I wanna get back to.

   In the time before you, oh Lord, that time,

   lives the poor me before there was you.

 

Love, they say, it will let you down –

it will cost you all that you own.

Love, I say, has turned me around,

and now, it’s all I ever known.

 

Bridge:

 

   There was a time that I thought was mine –

   used to be a time that I thought was mine.

   It wasn’t so.  It wasn’t so.

 

Repeat chorus

 

There’s no way I can ever forget you –

you ambled in and came to stay.

Your smile said, it was all true,

and I was living in a brand new day.

 

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The Next Pew

 

There, you’re sittin’ in the next pew –

I’m dying being this close to you.

Our loves’s a sin, the preacher’d say –

Well, I don’t care – this is our day.

Do you know the torture to see you,

my forbidden love in the next pew?

Preacher’s finally comin’ to the point,

and I can’t wait to blow this joint.

 

Chorus:

 

   Well, the Red Sea may well have parted.

   The tax collector may have seen the light.

   And this love should never have started –

   a bright flame under cover of night.

   The road to hell is wide open.

   Pay her toll, she’s headed that way.

   You’ll be my lover and my friend,

   no matter what the preacher may say.

 

Right now there’s nobody knows

how I love your eyes, legs and your nose.

‘Though we keep the secret between us two,

I wanna to jump your bones in the next pew.

It’s really hard to maintain decorum

in this holy-roller forum,

when there’s an angel in the very next pew

who’s stolen my soul and made it all new.

 

Repeat chorus

 

Bridge (four times):

 

   Bringing in the sheaves –

   bringing in the sheaves –

   we’ll go jumpin’ and rejoicin’

   when, Lord, this place we leave.

 

Repeat chorus

 

 

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The Staunton Station (What Mama Said)

 

I lent the wind into my face

out beyond the seven-mile stanchion.

I saw Mama and Papa’s old place,

the raised flag of the Staunton Station.

I’d left home for any old place –

my life’d one long vacation.

Now there’s tears on my face

as we pull into the Staunton Station.

 

Chorus:

 

   I left out of here as fast as I could go,

   never again to see the Staunton Station,

   and then, Lord, you just can’t ever know –

   you’re pulling back, back into the Staunton Station.

 

Mama said, “Your blood’s in this place,

not in some gold-gilded mansion.

So, don’t show my that far-away face.

Keep your connection to the Staunton Station.”

I lent the wind into my face –

I’m feeling time’s unyielding sanction.

There’s no running from this place,

so take me back, back to the Staunton Station.

 

Bridge:

 

   Oh, hear the rail yards switch.

   Oh, feel the time bend back.

   Oh, how my heart is rich.

   Oh, let the Staunton Station take me back.

 

Repeat chorus twice

 

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The White County Blackout (Shorty Loftis’s Song)

 

The Sixties bounced right off my world –

‘cept for drugs, which I ‘preciate.

Here in White County, we dug right in –

we decide who we love and who we hate.

But this new century showed right up –

and I’ll tell you, it took away my breath.

I had seven plots in pure cannabis –

now, in Mama’s barn, I make ol’ devil meth.

 

Chorus:

 

   In White County, we refined the time –

   my daddy once cooked up fine moonshine.

   Now, there’s this dangerous chemical bounty

   that’s eatin’ the heart out of ol’ White County.

   Yeah, once in White County, we held the line

   for sweet weed growers and cookers of ‘shine.

   But now there’s only this devil’s bounty,

   and it’s eatin’ the heart out of old White County.

 

Nila liked the toke the best of anyone –

we spent false hours in each other’s pores.

Here in White County, we travelled the world –

lifted roofs that soared without any floors.

Then Nila tasted that new chemistry –

forgot about me, forgot about the kids.

Her eyes walked right out of her poor skull –

she couldn’t see us when we hit the skids.

 

Repeat chorus, then Nila sings:

 

Shorty, he always provided for us –

‘cept for Mama, ain’t no truer heart.

He never let me or the kids know want –

he lets us loose in the Bargain Mart.

Now, I’m losing my pride and my hair –

this evil’s done blinded me to the love.

Even Mama, she don’t come ‘round here.

My bad old push has given me the shove.

 

Repeat chorus twice

 

 

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Moonlight on the Neon

 

I can’t say I remember it that well –

and not even time can reliably tell –

how the moonlight awash on neon

told me I’d have to write this song.

That night, you’d either stay or go –

I waited as time ran so slow.

The warm moonlight washed the neon

and you came under that glowin’ sign.

 

Chorus:

 

   Moonlight on the neon saved me –

   I think that’s how it came to be.

   Maybe I just totally make you up,

   but now my life’s running free on

   a patch full of blue daylight

   washing out the moonlight on the neon.

 

Bridge:

 

   I wanted you so bad –

   to take up my life’s thread.

   I wanted you so bad –

   to share my life and my bed.

 

Thinking back, I think I got it pretty well –

there was little to give and nothing to sell

that wasn’t clear ‘neath the moon-washed neon

telling me I’d have to write this song.

That night you came through that door –

you were mine, on or off the dance floor.

We started in the light of the neon –

our sweet love keeps goin’ on and on.

 

Repeat chorus

 

Coda:

 

 I came as close to losing you

 as neon fades before a day that’s new.

 So, every day’s the first day with you.

 

 

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I Will Run With You

 

There’s ways I want you – you know them all.

There’s ways you want me – long, short and tall.

Springtime’s on the ridge, deep, sharp and green.

And we so want each other – life leaves its dream.

I want to keep it all – the scary and the new -

and remember it if we fall – sweet love turning blue.

But springtime’s on the ridge and in the garden croft.

We so want each other – our hearts are aloft.

 

Chorus:

 

   And I will run with you to love’s last limit.

   And I will run with you each instant and minute.

   I’ll love you in any season, oh, all night and all day.

   I’ll love you beyond reason – please take my heart,

   take my heart away.

 

I’m saying I love you – if that’s not clear.

I’m praying you love me – right now and right here.

And springtime’s in the fields – the earth is waking.

I feel the world shift – life, hope, all making.

 

Repeat chorus

 

There’s ways I want you – you know them all.

There’s ways you want me – long, short and tall.

Springtime’s on the ridge – deep, sharp and green.

We so want each other – this can’t be a dream.

 

Repeat chorus

 

© 2013 Kathy and David Tugman

Pilgrim by the River

 

In the grove of trees low by the river,

I’m waiting while the sun drops down.

It feels cool like a sharp winter shiver;

the river slips by on a whispered sound.

 

First chorus:

 

   Baby, I’m waiting down by the river.

   Baby,  I’m full, full of this wantin’ you.

   Light on the water is just a sliver –

   baby, like a knife, it cuts me through.

   Oh, baby, down here, down by the river,

   I’m so full, full of loving you.

   It makes me shake and it makes me shiver,

   and like a knife, it cuts me through.

 

You said by the water was the place to be.

The trees bend like pious pilgrims.

It’s your move, babe, c’mon get closer –

kiss me and wash away all my sins.

 

Second chorus:

 

   My hand can almost reach your hand;

   there’s just so much fading light.

   Baby, by the river, here I stand.

   Baby, I need you to make it right.

   Oh, baby, down here, down by the river,

   I’m so full, full of loving you.

   It makes me shake and it makes me shiver,

   and like a knife, it cuts me through.

 

Bridge:

 

 Down by the river, I love you like time.

 Down by the river, your sweetness is mine.

I want you so even the trees know it.

The water is singing a nearly silent song.

I know you want me, babe, it must be true;

but I can’t stand this chill too very long.

 

Repeat first chorus

 

 

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You’re Gonna Follow Me

 

You were the first one of us to say,

“We can have it all our way.”

You were the first one of us to sing,

“Our love, it can really take wing.”

Took me a long time to see

you’d found our way to be free.

But now something else is afoot –

I see a shifting in your smile.

Yeah, now something is taking root

and even little things are a trial.

I been feeling this way for a while –

there ain’t no fire, just so much soot.

 

Chorus:

 

   So, now, I’m taking the lead;

   yeah, now, it’s me who’s in charge.

   Darling, say hello to new management;

   a new general is leading the charge.

   Baby, beyond us there’s nothing to see,

   so now, sweet sugar, you’re gonna follow me.

   Baby, beyond us, there’s nothing to see,

   so now, sweet sugar, you’re gonna follow me.

 

Honey, now I’m running the show;

I’m the CO-, the CF-, and the CE0.

Your lovin’s sweet, I eat it up,

and there ain’t no reason for that to stop.

But just you remember, my darlin’ man,

it’s your little sweetie who’s now in command.

 

Repeat chorus

 

Bridge:

 

   These orders are final –

   no right of appeal.

   I like that analogue feel –

   we oughta bring it out on vinyl.

 

Repeat chorus twice

 

 

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The Ballad of Tricia Stone

 

I heard yesterday ‘bout young Tricia Stone,

left in the gray hospital hall all alone.

Her mama died among those slivery machines,

and it shattered all that poor girl’s dreams.

It shattered all that poor girl’s dreams.

A white coat said, “Call in the family.”

Young Tricia Stone said, “That would be me.”

 

Chorus:

 

   Oh, young Tricia Stone, treasure that weight,

   but don’t you let it bring you down.

   Don’t you sink, sweet young Tricia Stone –

   it’s too easy to let go and drown.

   Oh, young Tricia Stone, oh, young Tricia Stone,

   in that hospital corridor, she’s all alone.

   Young Tricia Stone, oh young Tricia Stone,

   your pain is cutting you to the bone.

 

I heard yesterday ‘bout young Tricia Stone,

and I remembered my own nights all alone.

I tried nearly every end to almost any means:

confidence, betrayals, a hundred broken schemes,

confidence, betrayals, a hundred broken schemes.

Looking for an answer to old man Eternity

on that bright morning he gets around to me.

 

Repeat chorus

 

I thought yesterday ‘bout young Tricia Stone,

with her mama dead and nobody to phone.

What if the person you loved just up and fled,

before they’ve changed that hospital bed,

before they’ve changed that hospital bed?

What if what makes your poor heart sag

is your poor mama’s things in a plastic bag?

 

Repeat chorus

 

Coda:

 

   Young Tricia Stone, the day is gone.

   The day is gone, young Tricia Stone.

   Put on a light and find your way home.

 

 

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Love Like a Light

 

Comin’ back home after dark –

I should’ve been there by now.

Comin’ back home after dark –

I should’ve seen the light by now.

 

First chorus:

 

   Love, like a light, lead me back home -

   love, like a light, shining in the safety zone.

   There were many paths through the wood,

   but only one can do my soul any good.

 

Oh, when we stray, as we will,

leaping over limits, out of the fold –

oh, when we stray, as we will,

we give no thought to our poor soul.

 

Repeat first chorus

 

Bridge:

 

   Love is light is love –

   it will light you home.

   Love is light is love –

   back into the safety zone.

 

I was looking through the deep wood,

thinking all was dark and cold.

I was looking through the deep wood.

I saw love light a beam so bold.

 

Second chorus:

 

   Love, like a light, lead me back home –

   love, like a light, shining in the safety zone.

   There were many paths through the wood,

   but only one can do my soul any good.

   Oh, let love, like a light, lead me back home.

   Let love, like a light, shinning in the safety zone.

   Oh, let love, like a light, lead me back home.

   Oh, let love, like a light, keep me in the safety zone.

 

 

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Comin’ ‘Round Corners

 

The song’s what comes around,

and then, my Lord, goes around.

Night dies into the dawn

like the coda of an old song.

 

Sometimes it goes sun-rising right –

purple on yellow on real gold air.

You come ‘round an ordinary corner,

and he’s just, he’s just sittin’ there.

You come ‘round an ordinary corner,

and he’s just, he’s just sittin’ there.

 

Chorus:

 

   How’d this happen to me?

   How’d you just come to be?

   I defy time’s horrors

   only comin’ ‘round corners.

   Only comin’ ‘round corners,

   it’s my time time honors.

   How’d it come to be?

    How’d you happen to me.

 

Bridge:

 

   You can give up time

   before it gives up on you.

   I was wasting much of mine

   before I can across you.

 

Repeat first verse and chorus

 

The moonlight pulses one time

and then slips into the dawn.

The song’s what goes around,

and then, my Lord, comes around.

 

 

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The Curve of the Carolina Coast

 

In the morning, I go out to the seagull-wash

before you untangle from the early-light sheets.

I left you sleeping, the surf in your dreams,

where the blue light and the green wind meet.

There’s the ridge and ripple of the running waves.

Mollusks bubble and drill in the sand.

On the Carolina coast, the sea comes to me,

but backwashes me when I try to stand.

 

Chorus:

 

   A fine morning on the Carolina coast-

   I’m standing in the everlasting action.

   Tell me the least, show me the most.

   Show me the curve of the Carolina coast.

   Tell me the least, show me the most.

   Show me the curve of the Carolina coast.

 

Before I’m lost in the shift of the world,

you appear behind me, trailing soft sleep,

saying, “Good morning, my sweet, sweet love.”

Oh, the ocean’s edge is now our castle keep.

Carolina, Carolina, touching on the sea,

thanks for knitting up my love’s fair dream.

Carolina, Carolina, I’d like to stay,

and never, never unravel that sweet seam.

 

Repeat chorus

 

Coda:

 

   All your life you wait on the sea

   to tell you the theme of its song.

   All your life you wait on the sea.

   The answer never comes along.

 

 

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