Self Titled Album 

Hard Luck Woman 

I got a friend about an hour or two from

Down in the bottle and what’s the next move

And it’s give me a call when you get back upstate

Oh your dad and mom, they must have ‘bout died

When you found him, and still wonder why

And if you get tired of living thisaway

 

Chorus:

Hard time living

Hard luck woman

Every lick or town

Just seems the same

And his good timing friends

And bailing him out again

You won’t have it any other way

 

You must’ve thought he was in a fix

And he must’ve laughed when the cuffs said click

Like they seem to do alot these days

And wherever you go, there you are

A dozen roses and a PCS charge

You get tired of living thisaway

 

Chorus

Down in Pasco

Up in the mornin’ and the bossman yellin’

If you can’t make him happy then why do you try

Hold on your tongue and chew on your words

You can wash ‘em all down on a Friday night

 

You gotta run boys

Run through the tall grass

Run on boys and not too soon

Run on boys

Run through the yard

And you gotta see them before they see you

 

Down from the mountains, sittin’ in Spookane

A mean bull makes a long ride

If I was a bird, if I could fly

I’d be right there honey by your side

 

You gotta run boys

Run through the tall grass

Run on boys and not too soon

Run on boys

Run through the yard

And you gotta see them before they see you

 

Down in Pasco in the blazing sun

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

Can’t catch me, I’m a headed out west

Gonna ask my darlin’ to be my bride

 

You gotta run boys

Run through the tall grass

Run on boys and not too soon

Run on boys

Run through the yard

And it helps to see them before they see you

Leaving This Town Blue

I was sitting round the tin can, trying to keep warm

Feelin’ bout as mean broke and ugly as the day I was born

Nothing to my left and the tower to my right

What a damned dirty shame on Saturday night

 

I’m rundown, feeling southbound

Leaving this town blue

 

So I turned to the closest thing I had to a friend

She looked at me sideways and then she said

It’s a two mile walk to get a drink in town

Don’t it feel like ten when you’re so low down

 

I’m rundown, feeling southbound

Leaving this town blue

Tires in the Kitchen

Be hot tonight, there’s tires in the kitchen

And a three legged dog and you feel yourself a missin’

That road feelin’

Like a drive train runnin’ straight from your heart to your mind

Well since I been gone I done a lot of thinkin’

Looks like we both done a lot of drinkin’

Hard livin’

I got twenty on the next town, east, down, over the line

 

Found yourself a suit that fits ya

Got half a pack of moldy Liggets

Ground’s the limit as we go ‘round

 

Yonder come Susie with her heart on her sleeve

And steel rail knuckles, if you don’t believe

Find out for yourself

See if you can make it off the floor

There’s a whole lotta trouble in this broke down liver

And bullshit peddlers that do deliver

From the far flung reaches of the country To your front door

 

Found yourself a suit that fits ya

Got half a pack of moldy Liggets

Ground’s the limit as we go ‘round

Let it roll

Huggin’ to the shoulder now and shootin’ out the lights

A little tired, a little older, countin’ down til Friday night

And knowin’ where you’re goin’ sometimes is seein’ where you been

Alabama to Dakotas through the backdoor of a van

 

Let it roll

Roll them bones again

Let it roll

 

And heaven knows what she been told to love you like she do

When Hell’s done froze all in your clothes and nothin’ left to prove

You can make the time and make it rhyme

everyday and every night

But dollar on a dime you know you cannot make it right

 

Let it roll

Roll them bones again

Let it roll

 

And if fallin’ felt like flyin’ then I wouldn’t be so blue

Wouldn’t wonder why and wouldn’t write this song for you

Living’s slowly dying if you stand still til you do

Waitin’ for an answer til they bury you

 

Let it roll

Roll them bones again

Let it roll

The Losing Side

Okemah down to Reno and no pay I’ve seen

But for a lesson in patience and geography

From the bottom of the gutter to the top of OPP

I had a lot of good times but the freedom ain’t free

 

Chorus:

Load it up

Pack it in

Watch the stone roll down that hill again

The sun is shining

My mind is fried

And you’ll find me here on the losing side

 

Loaded down and rollin’, burnin’ up the white lines

Wild runnin’ crazy like an Arizona sage fire

Doin’ all the things that I know are dumb and why

I been down this road before just a couple of times

 

Chorus

 

Well you can’t teach stupid, but how hard they tried

Seems like I gravitate to any losing fight

From the bottom of my heart down to what’s left of my mind

If you ask me no questions then I’ll tell you no lies

 

Chorus

That's Alright

I was rollin’ up the shakes, I knowed I was gonna stay

When I walked up to meet her from a westbound train

From a westbound train

 

I was washing my clothes in the kitchen sink, watching dirt run down the drain

Was the last time I seen her, on an eastbound day

On an eastbound day

 

Starlight

Take me through the night

Starlight

Shining down the pines

Nothing for to keep me

Empty hands and holy jeans

Two more shows to New Orleans

That’s alright

Yeah that’s alright

 

I been down in Mexico, no reason left at all

But for knowing and believing in what, I can’t recall

In what, I can’t recall

 

I been down in county jails seen it written on the wall

Ain’t a rhyme or an answer in this road at all

In this road at all

 

Starlight

Take me through the night

Starlight

Shining down the pines

Ain’t a comin’ with me, got the Bighorn range to lift me

Ten more miles to Rapid City

That’s alright

Yeah that’s alright

 

Seen it snowing down on Waycross all around me where I lay

Was a white Christmas on a cold steel day

On a cold steel day

 

Been rained on in the desert bout an hour south of Steen’s

Seen the sky light up and turn the dead hills green

Turn the dead hills green

 

 

Starlight

Take me through the night

Starlight

Shining down the line

If there’s nothin’ to this, have another drink on Clovis

It don’t take smart folks to know this

That’s alright

Yeah thats alright