 There’s no water in the well I’ve been to heaven--looked in on Hell It’s a sad story, but it’s mine to tell And I think it’s gonna rain Got no dreams in my soul I’m getting tired or maybe just old I’m playing blues not rock and roll And I think it’s gonna rain Ain’t got to watch the TV You want the weather just ask me I’ve got this aching deep as can be And I think it’s gonna rain Grass is brown trees are dying It’s so damn dry the ground’s like iron That’s the sad truth--man I wish I was lying And I think it’s gonna rain Sky’s turning gray here comes the night There goes the sun; there goes the light I’ve got this feeling that the timing’s right And I think it’s gonna rain There’s no water in the well I’ve been to heaven--looked in on Hell It’s a sad story, but it’s mine to tell And I think it’s gonna rain The slide guitar is a Regal copy of a Martin C style. The rhythm guitar is a 1962 Guild A-350. The bass is a 1982 Guild SB-202. Sun was low--moon was high And I thought I heard an eagle cry Eagle fly to the setting sun Night comes on and day is down Night comes on and day is down Night will come to these hills Wind be calm and wind be still Lone wolf sings to the cold moonlight Day is done here comes the night Day is done here comes the night Night comes on dark comes in And passions come alive again What will hide from the light Comes to life in the dark of night Comes to life in the dark of night Night will fall on the land A woman’s smile beguiles a man A glint will come to their eyes Love takes wing as the eagle flies Love takes wing as the eagle flies Colors sharp in the light of day Will fade to night and turn to gray Turn to gray with the falling sun Love born to night is born to run Love born to night is born to run Born to run and born to fly The hoot owl asks the nighttime sky He asks the sky and the stars above To shine their light--their light on love To shine their light--their light on love The acoustic guitar is a 1970 Guild D-25 M. The bass is a 1971 Guild JS-1 with the Hagstrom pickup. The bass amp is a Guild Thunder One bass. You met her at the dance Where love and romance Were feeling that you thought could go on and on But the feelings slipped away With the passing of days One moment she was with you--the next one gone So you dance around the hall You try not to fall As the begins to swell begins to cry You offered hand and heart Though you knew from the start The band could stop and the music die And like a dancer in a line She’ll come to you in time Take your hand a dance across the room With the caller’s next command She’s gone to another man And fades away with the light of the moon So you try to understand As darkness takes the land And hides the fields once sharp in the light What’s right has now gone wrong So you sing out one more song And the fireflies are dancing with the night And like a dancer in a line She’ll come to you in time Take your hand a dance across the room With the caller’s next command She’s gone to another man And fades away with the light of the moon The guitar is a 1964 Guild D-50 (Brazilian rosewood). The bass is a 1982 Guild SB-202. The bass amp is a Guild Thunder 1 bass amp Winter comes down, moon get high Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna cry When you sweet baby is up and gone You gotta walk your road alone The road is bumpy--road is wide Once you had your lady right by your side Now that she’s gone I mean she done left home Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna moan Star are shinning way up in the sky Look up you ask baby tell me why Tell me why my baby’s gone Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna cry First your gonna jump; then you’re gonna shout You gone let all of the demons out Come on out by the light of the moon Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna moan Once you were a winner now you’re born to lose Pick up your guitar learn to play the blues Turn up the amp; crank it high Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna cry Winter comes down, moon get high Soon you’re gonna weep, soon you’re gonna cry When you sweet baby is up and gone You gotta walk your road alone The acoustic guitars are a 1970 Guild D-25M and a 1964 D-50. The electric guitar is a 1985 Guild Detonator played through a Guild Reverb Converter. Come and dance with me Delaney The years have all gone crazy They fall as fruit heavy on the vine Was a time when life was new Fresh as the morning dew And we crossed the White River side by side I saw you across the room While a fiddler played a tune Soldier’s Joy if memory serves me right Well I up and took a chance When I asked you then to dance I fell in love while the fiddler played that night Dance with me Delaney Remember when we stood tall and fine Dance with me Delaney We can sway with the music one more time Do you remember how we cried The day we said goodbye To all those we knew and loved the best We were filled with hope and fear Eastern land was just too dear So we took our chances heading towards the west Well the kids have come and gone One buried-- two full grown Their lives are a measure of our time Had time on the farm Like when fire took the barn And the good times when rain caused the leaves to shine Dance with me Delaney Remember when we stood tall and fine Dance with me Delaney We can sway with the music one more time When I reach that golden shore And they stop me at the door To ask me what I did fine with my life I’ll sing out loud and clear So the angel band can hear I loved my kids and danced with my wife Dance with me Delaney Remember when we stood tall and fine Dance with me Delaney We can sway with the music one more time The guitar is the 1964 D-50. The bass the 1982 SB-202 played through the Thunder One Bass amp. It’s all wrong; ain’t nothing right My years have flown like a bird in flight Now here I sit in this room trying to recall where I came from Once I was young, lean, and tall But with foolish pride I lost it all I lost my home, my wife, my kids ‘Cause of all I was and the things I did When the liquor flowed through every vein And I went through life spreading hurt and pain A life once right has just gone wrong All I got left is a mournful song So I lift my eyes and I call out loud No longer certain--no longer proud I spend my days down on my knees And I ask the Lord forgive me please If I could go back go back in time I’d erase my deed I’d ease my mind But life goes on and I can’t turn back I’m a train on a one-way track That leads to nothing no nothing at all I’m bound the crash into that wall That stops you cold that stops you dead Forgive me all I said and did. The finger style guitar is a 1964 Guild D-50. The slide guitar is the Regal. You walk down your street of dreams Trying to be just what you seem Everyone sees how you wear your gun You look so brash and bold But the shadows they may hold The messenger who says your life is done Once when you were young The killing it was fun It was good to see their eyes fill with fear Folks from miles around Knew when you came to town But they turned and walked away if you came near One at a time each day you live One at a time can they forgive The men who fell victim to your pride One at a Time you can pray One at a Time every day But you cannot bring back the ones who died The women they were fine They all but stood in line Just to lie in the circle of your fame Yes for them there was the thrill Of am man they knew would kill But to you they all began to look the same The years passed so fast You had thought the deal would last That your speed, your eye, your skill would never fade But your hair began to gray Your speed to slip away And you though to reconsider the deal you’d made You can only hope for mercy Justice would have to lay you down You’ve lived your life without reason Now the burning lonely fear is coming round You face one more stupid kid Trying to do just what you did When you were too young to believe in getting old One stupid fight one more lonely night When your throat gets tight and your sweat runs cold Will this one be the last My God the kid looks fast His gun matches the color of his eyes Your hand begins to twitch Your skin begins to itch Will you live this time or be the one to die You can only hope for mercy Justice would have to lay you down You’ve lived your life without reason Now the burning lonely fear is coming round Coming round The burning lonely fear is coming down The 12 string is a 1971 Guild F-212. The electric is a Blues 90 played through a Thunder 1 Reverb amp. Come on Jolie Time to go out and show some skin Ten o’clock time to start and drag them fellas in They’ll be looking at you when they’re not crying in their beer Wondering how the world they wound up in here You’re asking to--I know that’s right Why you dancing for the devil in Hazel Green tonight You look into the mirror before you dance each time Will the lights be soft and low tonight so they can’t see the lines Not long ago you were the high school beauty queen Now you’re dancing for the devil down here in Hazel Green It ain’t like you’re whoring; it’s just you like to date But you better date three more this week or the rent’s gone turn up late Where does all the money go; why are you always broke Most you know goes up your nose and the rest goes up in smoke You feel a little tired, just a little bit uptight So you take a hit so you can dance in Hazel Green tonight Where’s the man who loved you--was going to leave his wife So you and he and his own child could start your new life He promised you tomorrow which never comes it seems And tonight the devil’s come to see you dance in Hazel Green The devil may live over in Georgia But tonight he has crossed the line Sitting in a bar in Alabama Watching Jolie dance one more time One more time I wonder when I see you Jolie what it is brings you joy Will you smile on Sunday if you get to see your boy He’s living with your mama--it had to be that way Or the judge said that he would just take your child away So you drive down to Montgomery if your truck can get that far When you finish dancing in this Alabama bar He’s the only thing that give you hope your only source of pride He’s the one who keeps the spark of life alive inside And every time you see him; you promise to keep clean But tonight the devil’s come to see you dance in Hazel Green The devil may live over in Georgia But tonight he has crossed the line Sitting in a bar in Alabama Watching Jolie dance one more time One more time The acoustic guitar is a 1970 D-25M. The bass is the 1971 JS-1. The electric is a Blues 90 played through the Thunder 1 Reverb. Now the night fades away With the breaking of day A new light comes my way with the dawn In that light I can see A new love’s come to me I am whole, I am free, I’m reborn Feel the earth turn again Wheel and spin wheel and spin We were born to the wind Wheel and spin In the glow of the sun Heart mind soul are one The glint in your eyes--the look of surprise A poem in search of its rhyme Feel the earth turn again Wheel and spin wheel and spin We were born to the wind Wheel and spin Now the light gently goes As the stream of time flows And twilight slips over the land Stars soon will appear their light sharp and clear To shine on this woman and man Feel the earth turn again Wheel and spin wheel and spin We were born to the wind Wheel and spin Take my hand in the night Two hearts joined in flight As we learn how to sing our own tune Feel the wind off the sea Come to me come to me And we’ll fly to the light of the moon Feel the earth turn again Wheel and spin wheel and spin We were born to the wind Wheel and spin Feel the earth turn again Wheel and spin wheel and spin We were born to the wind Wheel and spin The acoustic is a 1997 Guild DV-6. The electric is a 1962 M-65 3/4 played through a Thunder 1. The bass is the 1982 SB-202 recorded direct. Here’s a Tale that has never failed To bring tears to my eyes It’s a lonesome song about a Time Long Gone And a love that would not die A love that would never die On a cool clear day late in May Of 1853 Two Lovers walked two lovers talked Beneath a Live Oak Tree Under a Live Oak Tree She of Graceful form was to the manor born Her Daddy owned the Town She loved a common man whose grandest plan Was to own his own patch of ground To farm on his own ground The sun was high in a cloudless sky They heard riders coming fast Horses on the run carried men with guns Who would do as her daddy asked Who would do as her father asked The gunmen yelled out a sound from hell The Devil’s own demand Leave this women fine here at the county line Or die here where you stand You’re going to die here where you stand The boy cried no; he would never go He could never leave her side So she through herself between him and death As the bullets began to fly The bullets they did fly As they fell people tell Of a pledge these two lovers made Lying there folks heard them swear That their love would never fade No, their love it would never fade On cool clear nights, in the pale moonlight Look closely and you will see Two lovers walk, two lovers talk Beneath a live Oak Tree Under a Live Oak Tree The acoustic guitar is the 1964 D-50. The bass is the 1971 JS-1 through a Thunderstar guitar amp. You hold the village The manor, the fields, and the farms You’re safe and hidden Away from all danger and all harm But if ever you quit the town I’ll rise up to hunt you down I wasn’t always As one with anger and with hate But when your soldiers Laid waste my life they changed my fate A family dead in their graves Justice will be mine one day Now your lord calls you You can’t refuse you wouldn’t dare Come the morning you leave the shelter of the lair No matter your power or will You’re mine when you come to these hills You live through the night Only if I agree You have the town The hill country belongs to me In your coach You feel proud protected and secure With armed rider Stationed behind you and before By my hand they will fall They’ll not be there to heed your call And you can Beg for my mercy--pray for grace And you can Offer up your women I fine lace Yet as he river runs to the sea You will stand and deliver to me You’ll not see the dawn You’ll not here the cockerel cry You’ve ravaged my life Now it’s your time to die You’ve ravaged my life Now you will die The acoustic guitar is the 1964 D-50. The electric is the Blues 90 through the Thunder 1 Reverb amp. I’ve not known love; I’ve not known glory Yeah I have been ten thousand miles Come and hear an old man’s story Tarry here for just awhile I was born on the Red Oak River Back in eighteen and twenty-three I never knew that I’d discover The trials of life that would come to me They rode up on my mother Four men riding hard She called out for my father They cut him down there in our yard She cried run just like the devil And I made the north tree line I heard cries and hoops and hollers I heard my mother dying When I went back to the cabin My folks were dead and gone And I swore on their sweet memories That I would right this dreadful wrong When the moon is in the meadow And the sun refuse to shine A life spent in the shadows ‘til it comes my time to die Well I grew up hard and lonely No joy did I know With gun and knife I grew quite handy When I turned sixteen it was time to go I tracked rumors of four bandits That had rode back in those days I caught the first and my knife landed And I ended that bastard’s days I caught two more down in Texas And the last in Tennessee By then, we all ere old men It didn’t matter a damn to me I took the two while they were sleeping And my shots they broke the night And the last, he went to weeping Before I took him with my knife Through it all I never tired Not a single gray hair grew I was near the age of sixty But I still looked twenty-two Until the last had fallen And my killing days were done Then the years they came right to me Sure as the setting of the sun When the moon is in the meadow And the sun refuse to shine A life spent in the shadows ‘til it came my time to die I’ve not known love; I’ve not known glory Though I have been ten thousand miles Come and hear an old man’s story Lay me down to rest awhile The guitar is the 1983 D-15. Poor Howard’s dead and gone Left me here to sing my song Poor Howard’s dead and gone Left me here to sing my song Poor Howard’s dead and he’s gone Poor Howard’s dead and he’s gone Poor Howard’s dead I said Poor Howard’s dead and he’s gone Who’s been here since I’ve been gone Great big man with a derby on Who’s been here since I’ve been gone Great big man with a derby on Big ole man had a derby on Big man had a derby on Big man he had a derby He was a big man he had a derby on Poor Howard’s dead and gone Left me here to sing my song Poor Howard’s dead and gone Left me here to sing my song Who’s been here since I been gone Pretty Little Girl with a red dress on Who’s been here since I been gone Pretty Little girl with a red dress on Pretty little girl had a red dress on Pretty little girl had a red dress on Pretty little girl had a red dress Pretty little girl had a red dress on Poor Howard’s Dead and Gone Left me here to sing my song Poor Howard’s dead and gone Left me here to sing my song Poor Howard’s dead and gone Poor Howard’s dead and gone Poor Howard’s dead I said Poor Howard’s dead and he’s gone The slide guitar is the Regal copy of a Martin C style. |