THE HARDER STUFF

Figure 8's

 

I’ll buy a pair of roller skates after I pay next month's rent  

I've still got a couple weeks & I’m saving every cent 

The first of the month comes so fast I can’t even catch my breath  

The money never even lasts until I cash my cheque  

 

When I get my skates I’ll skate away a smile on my face  

Headed for lost summer days to that carefree place  

Figure 8’s around the driveway Mama tying up my laces  

& the good times they ain’t gone for good  

 

The kids are acting badly throwing train tracks at each other  

Mary looks just like her daddy when she hits her little brother  

I don’t mind clipping some coupons or doing this alone  

But those poor sweet little ones this is all they’ve ever known 

 

When I get my skates I’ll skate away a smile on my face   

Headed for lost summer days to that carefree place   

Figure 8’s around the driveway Mama tying up my laces   

& the good times they ain’t gone for good  

 

A little taste of freedom is as close as I will get  

The good times I can see em they just haven’t got here yet  

 

When I get my skates I’ll skate away a smile on my face   

Headed for lost summer days to that carefree place   

Figure 8’s around the driveway Mama tying up my laces   

& the good times they ain’t gone for good  

No the good times they ain’t gone for good  

There's No Music in Music City

 

A guitar case in the corner covered thick with dust  

The country’s singers voice is turning red with rust 

There’s a big & empty tip jar sitting high up on a shelf 

One penny in the bottom feeling sorry for itself 

The neon lights have gone dark the honky tonk’s have shut their doors 

There’s no music in music city there’s no music anymore  

 

The jukebox has lost it’s smile a broken heart I reckon 

The cowboy boots are crying there ain’t been no two stepping 

The pearl snap shirts are sickly the belt buckles are blue  

The pedal steels are lonesome without their lonesome tunes  

The neon lights have gone dark the honky tonk’s have shut their doors 

There’s no music in music city there’s no music anymore 

 

Broadway’s quiet & deserted you could almost hear a mouse 

Blowing a little blues harp in the walls of this mad house  

No one’s singing at The Opry the Ryman’s head is warm  

& the wind moans like Hank Willam’s bringing one hell of a storm  

The neon lights have gone dark the honky tonk’s have shut their doors 

There’s no music in music city there’s no music anymore 

There’s no music in music city there’s no music anymore

Little Kid

They tore down my school & built a little park  

I saw it last time I passed by 

Young boys & girls playing on old memories  

Unaware how time flies by  

 

I’d get off the bus & take off my boots  

Hang my back back up with the rest  

I’d grab my binder and Velcro my shoes  

And I'd go & sit at my desk  

 

I find it harder and harder  

To remember all the things that I did  

As I get farther and farther  

Away from that little kid

 

On the blackboard in chalk it said Mrs Butt  

We laughed and squirmed in ours seats  

But on the first day of school she wasn’t too keen  

In turning the other cheek  

 

We learned how to read & we learned how to write 

We learned one plus one equals two  

I’d take my homework and study at night 

But I still couldn’t tie up my shoes  

 

I find it harder and harder   

To remember all the things that I did   

As I get farther and farther   

Away from that little kid

 

The bell rang at recess out to the monkey bars 

We spun around in the sky 

Sticks and stones wouldn't break my bones 

I know you are but what am I? 

 

I find it harder and harder  

To remember all the things that I did  

They get smaller and smaller  

The little moments there in my head  

I find it harder and harder  

To remember all the things that I did  

As I get farther and farther  

Away from that little kid 

Away from that little kid 

 

The Rio Grande On Christmas Eve

 

Threatened by gangs and the police  

Scared to walk alone down the street  

He paid men with mouths full of Texas  

More money then he’d ever seen  

 

Into Mexico up through Oaxaca 

Past checkpoints and shakedowns and bribes 

By car by bus by foot by train  

Through the sun scorched countryside 

 

Migra we run through the desert  

La Migra it’s a hundred degrees 

Feliz navidad he says to himself  

The Rio Grande on Christmas Eve 

 

The journey stretched through December  

Hard and bloody and full of mosquitos  

Another hole punched into his leather belt  

His shoes fell apart in Tampico  

 

He's Up before dawn & he washes his face  

Puts a dab of gel in his hair  

Humming a song bout Mary & Joseph  

Looking for a room anywhere  

 

Migra we run through the desert  

La Migra it’s a hundred degrees 

Feliz navidad he says to himself  

The Rio Grande on Christmas Eve 

 

He wades in & crosses the river 

A truck a flashing of lights  

A mad dash to the wall here goes nothing  

Merry Christmas to all and goodnight  

 

Migra we run through the desert  

La Migra it’s a hundred degrees 

Feliz navidad he says to himself  

The Rio Grande on Christmas Eve 

Feliz navidad he says to himself  

The Rio Grande on Christmas Eve

 

The Piece That Fits

 

Jenny joined a cult it wasn’t all her fault 

The heavenly father was better than none  

But when salvation cost her her life savings  

She hit the road and stuck out her thumb   

 

We met at Lou’s Diner tears in her eyeliner 

I said “Do you mind if I sit here?” 

She moved her suitcase wiped the lines from her face  

& held up her spoon like a mirror  

 

Nowhere warm to go through the ice & snow  

All our bridges busted and burned  

Birds of a feather we came together  

Comparing every scar that we’d earned 

 

When you’re broken out in the open  

Busted and you can’t be fixed  

When you’re scattered completely shattered   

You gotta find the piece that fits  

 

That night the town was ours neons and whiskey sours  

She glowed like lightning in a bottle  

Drinking up her eyes and those skin tight Levis  

The plot thickened like some romance novel  

 

“I never had a chance” she said as we danced 

I said "Jenny life is what you make it"

She said "You’re cute and pretty dumb to boot 

If you want something you’ve got to go and take it" 

 

Up on the church roof in my cowboy boots  

So close and so far from heaven  

Through the skylight in the dead of night 

Pockets bursting with the days collections  

 

When you’re broken out in the open   

Busted and you can’t be fixed   

When you’re scattered completely shattered    

You gotta find the piece that fits  

 

It didn’t take too long to hear that siren song 

The boys in blue flashing through the night  

I said "Jenny go I’ll lead em down this road"

She said "I'll go but I won't leave us behind  

I won't leave us behind"

 

If anyone asks who’s in my photographs  

I always reply without fail 

"She’s sweet she’s kind and she’s on the outside  

Waiting for me to get out of this jail" 

Someday Is Too Far Away

 

I can’t do this anymore someday is just a dream  

Got me pacing the floor wearing holes in the concrete  

For love I was so humble when you asked me to wait  

Nothing could burst my bubble I had the patience of a saint  

Tomorrow came and went hope turned cold and gray  

It’s hard to ignore I can’t wait anymore  

& someday is too faraway  

 

I thought I was so lucky when I stood half a chance  

But I was just the understudy waiting backstage for romance  

I guess that’s how it happens most every single day  

Some lovers are assassins you can’t trust a word they say  

Tomorrow came and went hope turned cold and gray  

It’s hard to ignore I can’t wait anymore  

& someday is too faraway  

It’s hard to ignore I can’t wait anymore  

& someday is too faraway  

& someday is too faraway  

& someday is too faraway 

All The Love That You Need

 

I always thought I’d get out thought I’d be free 

Leave my dust over old Mapleburg 

Until I fell in the net of your red summer dress  

Your belly grew & I found work 

 

The mobile spun as she tucked in our son 

Her eyes rolled til they fell on the floor  

She said “Stop your complaining its so fucking draining  

Do you know how lucky you are?

 

We’ve all got scars we cut and we bleed  

The days can get dark too dark to see  

Don’t you take it so hard you’ve got all the love 

All the love that you need"  

 

I could go out for some milk & never come back  

Send a postcard on every birthday 

She said "You better go soon cuz when I leave this room  

You're a dead man either way

 

We’ve all got scars we cut and we bleed   

The days can get dark too dark to see   

Don’t you take it so hard you’ve got all the love  

All the love that you need"

 

She shut the door with a sigh put her small hand in mine 

Said “Anyway where would you go? 

I'm a pretty good kisser & I think I would miss you 

Plus you said you'd fix the sink weeks ago

 

We’ve all got scars we cut and we bleed   

We’ve all got scars we cut and we bleed     

The days can get dark too dark to see    

Don’t you take it so hard you’ve got all the love   

Don’t you take it so hard you’ve got all the love   

All the love that you need"

The Harder Stuff

 

The avocados are spoiled 

There’s mold on the bread  

My wallet is empty  

Another gray hair on my head 

Love has turned sour  

Life can drive you so mad  

But the thing about whiskey  

It never goes bad 

 

Friends they come & friends they go  

Like years money & falling snow 

Another inch of dust another ring around the tree 

When things get bad when things get tough 

I reach for the harder stuff 

It may not work for some  

Some days it works for me  

 

The water is rising  

We're just kicking the can  

I hope we don’t drown in  

Our best laid plans  

I turn off the TV  

The headlines so sad  

But the thing about whiskey  

It never goes bad  

 

Friends they come & friends they go   

Like years money & falling snow  

Another inch of dust another ring around the tree  

When things get bad when things get tough  

I reach for the harder stuff  

It may not work for some   

Some days it works for me  

 

Friends they come & friends they go   

Like years money & falling snow  

Another inch of dust another ring around the tree  

When things get bad when things get tough  

I reach for the harder stuff  

It may not work for some   

Some days it works for me  

The Skin Of Our teeth

 

If you see the folks back home tell em we’re doing ok  

Her belly’s getting big there’s a baby on the way  

Tell em not to worry we’ve got everything we need  

Hanging by the skin of our teeth  

 

Our cup it runneth over our cheeks rosy and flush  

I always walk to work I've never liked the bus  

Im bringing home the bacon & we’ve got enough to eat  

Hanging by the skin of our teeth  

 

That’s someone else’s building on the six o’clock news  

Bullets don’t break windows on sunny afternoons  

We don’t lock the door behind us or walk quickly down the street  

Hanging by the skin of our teeth  

 

The old ladies on the stoop say we should go on home 

I say those days are gone & better left alone  

It’s the lucky ones that get the life they want to lead  

Hanging by the skin of our teeth  

 

Sometimes we dress up she puts on some nice perfume  

We pretend we’re on the town in our little living room  

I feel the baby kick & I know we’ll always be  

Hanging by the skin of our teeth

 

Last Call

 

I know that it’s too late & I’ve stayed too long 

I know that it’s too late & I should go on home  

I don’t mean to hang around & fumble til I fall  

I just love to hear you say last call  

 

You remind me of Martinis with my gorgeous wife 

I still wear my wedding band & you look so much alike  

Every time you fill my cup I can’t help drink it all 

I just love to hear you say last call  

 

At 3am the lights go up & my glass disappears 

I don’t want to go home but I can’t stay here 

I can’t stay here  

 

I don’t mean to hang around & fumble til I fall  

I just want to hear you say  

I just need to hear you say 

I just love to hear you say last call