Humming Chain

Break the humming chain
Set them rusted bones free
Raise the weary from their knees
Tip your hats, thank you please
Break the humming chain

You don’t feel no pain
You don’t catch hell’s rain
Let the children weep
You don’t lose no sleep

Break the humming chain

See his crawling lungs
Feel the cold barefoot faith
Ring the black bells, no one’s safe
Eyes down no tall man’s gun

Break the humming chain

Birds crawlin
Snakes talkin
Trees a walkin
Heads thumpin
Chains a breakin
Black man walkin

Break the humming chain

Black beatin
Black bleeding
Knees knockin
Father fading
Faster facing
A dead man’s song

 

I Know I’m Hard to Love

I know I’m hard to love sometimes
But I want you to try
I know the rain has fell for a while
But the sun always waits on the other side

I know the days are getting colder
But remember the days of gold
Remember the love for antiques
Comes from them being old

I know you love the colours
But flowers take time to bloom
I know you think rainbows are beautiful
But they need their days of gloom

I know there’s a thousand stars
But they’re not meant to be alone
No matter how far together you and I we are home

I know I’m hard to love sometimes
But I want you to try
I want you to be the waiting sun
When I’m the rains falling from the sky

I want to be your wings whenever you want to fly
Because I know I’m hard to love
But I’m glad you’re gonna try

 

6 O’Clock – with Shane Nicholson

Are you free 6 o’clock tomorrow morning?
For a drink, maybe two
Cause after all it’s gone and wasted
It don’t matter now
We ain’t got love to give

Maybe it’s not enough
Having a love that don’t cost too much
Maybe that’s not how it’s meant to be

One more round so maybe I can feel the fire
And the burn for a while
Close my eyes and imagine
What it would be like if we had all those desires

Maybe it’s not enough
Having a love that don’t cost too much
Maybe that’s not how it’s meant to be
And maybe it’s supposed to hurt
Maybe that’s how you know it’s worth
All the stars

Oh maybe it’s not enough
Having a love that don’t cost too much
Maybe that’s not how it’s meant to be
And maybe it’s supposed to hurt
Maybe that’s how you know it’s worth
All the stars

Are you free 6 o’clock tomorrow morning?

 

I Don’t Like You

Every time you come to town
Turn off my phone and leave it for a while
I love that cheeky smirk
This charming act of yours ain’t gonna work

You think I can forget in a day
Pack up the hurt, the bad stuff away
Now it’s in my hands
You’re begging me for one more chance

I know I know you’re thinking it’ll work
But you don’t like me and I don’t like

You should’ve thought of that the first time
Before you left me in the dirt
You should’ve thought of that the first time

Now that it’s ‘bout time to go home
Pack up my stuff and hit the road
Leaving every thought of you behind
Oh baby I just ain’t got the time

I know I know you’re thinking it’ll work
But you don’t like me and I don’t like

You should’ve thought of that the first time
Before you left me in the dirt
You should’ve thought of that the first time

Maybe I was a little too quick to judge
But now I know who you are I didn’t miss much

I should’ve thought of that the first time
Before you left me in the dirt
I should’ve thought of that the first time

I know I know you’re thinking it’ll work
But you don’t like me and I don’t like

I know I know you’re thinking it’ll work
But you don’t like me and I don’t like you

 

Deal with the Devil

Oh mama I made a deal with the devil, with the devil
He said don’t you cry and don’t you play with evil
But I played with evil

Oh mama I made a deal with the rivers
Gonna wash away my sins
He said don’t you cry and don’t you play with evil
But I played with evil

Oh mama I made a deal with the devil
He’s watching over me
Oh mama I made a deal with the devil, with the devil
With the devil, with the devil

Oh I made a deal

Oh mama I made a deal with the valleys, with the valleys
Don’t you cry I’ll come home soon
But I played with evil
Oh yes I played with evil

 

Mary

Oh Mary it’s ‘bout time for you to go
And I know that your heart is breaking
It’s okay, you ain’t leaving us behind
Cause you’re here forever in our hearts

Fly high don’t look down
I’ll miss not having you around

Oh Mary you’re gone
Oh Mary you’re gone
Oh Mary you’re gone

 

Little History

I’m gonna drink that bottle over there
I’m sinking it down oh I ain’t got a care
We don’t need that kind of negativity
When they say it’s too early, get a little sleep

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history
Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

Let it go worry ‘bout it tomorrow
You gotta breathe and have another round
We’re just having a little fun sitting back
Won’t you pass me the rum

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history
Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

 

Oh Darling

Oh darling don’t cry it’s not like you to be so sad
I’ll be here when you’re alone and scared of the dark

Cause when you’re not there I feel so cold
I don’t need anything else but you

Don’t be scared of the past we’ve been through it all
Baby we can last
I’m gonna love you until the end
You’re my everything don’t you forget

When you’re not there I feel so cold
I don’t need anything else but you
When you’re not there I feel so cold
I don’t need anything else but you

Oh darling don’t cry it’s not like you to be so sad
I’ll be here when you’re alone and scared of the dark

 

Devil’s Drink

He knows where I’ve been
He knows where I’m going
He hears us talking in the wind

I see him everywhere
I can feel that burning stare
I swear he’s following me

Well I’m trying I’m trying to shake him off
But everything I do keeps bringing him back
I’m trying I’m trying to shake him off
Everything I do keeps bringing him

Lord oh lord he’s coming after me
Give me that holy water to spike the devil’s drink
Baby I ain’t gonna pray
That won’t keep him away
Lord oh lord he’s coming after me

He’s walking down the street
He looks just like you and me
He’s got a smile that chills your soul
I’ve got to get out of this small town
Before he knocks on my door

Well I’m trying I’m trying to shake him off
But everything I do keeps bringing him back
I’m trying I’m trying to shake him off
Everything I do keeps bringing him

Lord oh lord he’s coming after me
Give me that holy water to spike the devil’s drink
Baby I ain’t gonna pray
That won’t keep him away
Lord oh lord he’s coming after me

 

San Antone

Well that trains keeps rolling to the San Antone
Down down down to the river we’ll go
We ain’t got no money but we got that Jack
Sinking the bottle till the end of the track

Gonna cross that border gonna stop on home
Bring this water wash my loved ones bones
Well the hills they roll and the suns gone home
Sinking the bottle till the end of the road

Well I’m wondering if it’s ever gonna change
Time goes on and I’ll still know your name
Even the water can’t wash away
The lifetime’s pain and make it okay

To the end of the hill
To the end of the hill
To the end of the hill
I’ll go

Well that train’s still rolling down the San Antone
We’ll be waiting for the end of the road
To fill that bottle with a love I’ve known
Keep this bottle till the end of the road

 

Holding Pattern – with Brad Butcher

So I tried to call you
I’m waiting while the phone rings
Maybe you’re sleeping
Or busy with your own things

I’ll write in a letter
Send it in a bottle
Walk it to your front door
And hope to God you’re not home

We’re holding in a pattern
Where nothing really happens
I wish sometimes things wouldn’t go to plan
In a holding pattern and I’m afraid to land

Moving through the years and
Going through the motions
Where loving is familiar
I’m dressed up as devotion

We colour by numbers
And take it all for granted
The thing we don’t remember is
The flame that came before the ash

We’re holding in a pattern
Nothing really happens
I wish I didn’t have to be the one to put out my hand
In a holding pattern and I’m afraid to land

It’s the way the earth moves round the sun
The way that we do what we’ve always done

So I tried to call you
I’m waiting while the phone rings
I’m standing at your front door
And hoping to God that you’re not home

Born into a pattern
Where nothing really happens
I wish sometimes things wouldn’t go to plan
In a holding pattern and I’m afraid to land
In a holding pattern I’m holding out my hand

I know I’m hard to love sometimes
But I want you to try
I know the rain has fell for a while
But the sun always waits on the other side

I know the days are getting colder
But remember the days of gold
Remember the love for antiques
Comes from them being old

I know you love the colours
But flowers take time to bloom
I know you think rainbows are beautiful
But they need their days of gloom

I know there’s a thousand stars
But they’re not meant to be alone
No matter how far together you and I we are home

I know I’m hard to love sometimes
But I want you to try
I want you to be the waiting sun
When I’m the rains falling from the sky

I want to be your wings whenever you want to fly
Because I know I’m hard to love
But I’m glad you’re gonna try

Holding Pattern

So I tried to call you
I’m waiting while the phone rings
Maybe you’re sleeping
Or busy with your own things

I’ll write it in a letter
Send it in a bottle
Walk it to your front door
And then hope to God that you’re not home

We’re holding in a pattern
Nothing really happens
I wish sometimes things wouldn’t go to plan
In a holding pattern 
And I’m afraid to land

Moving through the years and
Going through the motions
When loving is familiar
And dressed up as devotion

We colour by numbers
Take it all for granted
The thing we don’t remember 
Is the flame that came before the ash

We’re holding in a pattern
Nothing really happens
I wish I didn’t have to be the one to put out my hand
In a holding pattern 
And I’m afraid to land

It’s the way the earth moves round the sun
The way that we do what we’ve always done

So I tried to call you
I’m waiting while the phone rings
Standing at your front door
And hoping to God that you’re not home

Born into a pattern
Where nothing really happens
I wish sometimes things wouldn’t go to plan
In a holding pattern 
And I’m afraid to land
In a holding pattern 
I’m holding out my hand

Little History

I’m gonna drink that bottle over there
I’m sinking it down oh I ain’t got a care
We don’t need that kind of negativity
When they say it’s too early, get a little sleep

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history
Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

Let it go worry bout it tomorrow
You gotta breathe and have another round
We’re just having a little fun sitting back
Won’t you pass me the rum

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history
Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

Yeah

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history
Cause we don’t have to worry till the sun comes up
Dancing all night
Oh we are gonna make a little history

Oh we are gonna make a little history
Oh we are gonna make a little history