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"LIVE & In Good Company" CD cover
(2003)
Live & In Good Company
Song List and Lyrics
We’re All Alike by Jack Williams and Geoff Bartley
Why You Been Gone So Long by Mickey Newbury
Long Black Veil by Marijohn Wilkin and Danny Dill
Blow Me Down Again
Frog In The Kitchen
Outlaw’s Dream
Asphalt Blues
Make Me A Believer
Waterbug
Take It Out Back by Chuck Brodsky
Forever Young by Bob Dylan
Mama Lou
Wateree


WE'RE ALL ALIKE
by Jack Williams and Geoff Bartley

We’re all alike, we’re all alike
We all know the diff’rence ‘tween wrong and right
We all put the baby in the cradle at night
We all need love and that’s all right
We’re all alike

It’s always rainin’ when the tire goes flat
The dog comes in when you put the cat
We’re all gettin’ older – no way around that
If it ain’t one thing, it’s gonna be another
Take a hold of my hand, I’m runnin’ for cover

Brothers and sisters can get so mean
Put my ukelele in the washing machine
It don’t play no more, but it sure is clean
The uke ain’t nothin’ but nylon and wood
My family’s all of my flesh and blood
	People ‘round here put their foot in my mouth
Makes me think of packin’ up, movin’ back south
With everybody named “Bubba”, nobody named “Ralph”
Sittin’ on the back porch, sweet as you please
Spittin’ watermelon seeds on my baby and me

Red and yellow, black and tan
All the world’s children got to understand
It’s gonna be the fire or the fryin’ pan
We can make it all better if we work together
With an open heart and a willin’ hand

WHY YOU BEEN GONE SO LONG? Words and music by Mickey Newbury Every time it rains, Lord, I run to my window All I do is wring my hands and moan. Listen to the thunder, Lord, and hear that lonesome wind moan. Tell me baby why you been gone so long. Somebody said they thought they saw you roaring out in Reno With a big ol’ man from San Antone They tell me I’m a fool to pine for you but what do they know Tell me baby why you been gone so long. Tell me baby why you been gone so long. You been gone so long Tell me baby why you been gone so long. Wolf’s scratchin’ at my door, Lord, Lord, Lord Hear that lonesome wind moan Tell me baby why you been gone so long. There’s nothing I’d rather do than just go back home Let the honeysuckle wind run through my hair. Jump in my old Chevy, Lord, and run that freight train down Goodbye Tenaha, Timpson, Bobo and Blair.

LONG BLACK VEIL Words and music by Marijohn Wilkin and Danny Dill Ten years ago, on a cold, dark night There was some man killed ‘neath the town hall light There were few at the scene, but they all did agree That the man who ran looked a lot like me The judge said, “Son, what is your alibi?” If you were somewhere else, then you won’t have to die I spoke not a word, though it meant my life I had been in the arms of my best friend’s wife She walks these hills in a long, black veil She visits my grave where the night winds wail Nobody knows. Nobody sees. Nobody knows but me. The scaffold was high and eternity near She stood in the crowd but she shed not a tear And sometimes at night when the cold winds moan In a long, black veil she cries over my bones.

BLOW ME DOWN AGAIN It's Carolina cotton time I hate to leave these fields behind Thumbin' down to Mobile Bay I'll bet I'll be walkin' all the way Hurricane blowin' in the Gulf Alabama's had enough They've all gone to higher ground No place for me to hide in Mobile town East to West There goes the sun Goin' 'round and 'round Till time is done North and south Here comes the wind To pick me up and blow me down again Billboard says I'm half a man There's less of me than a girl can stand I limp around and now and then I cry On one bum leg and one good eye Old man sittin' in front of the store Wonderin' what his thumb is for It'll get you outta town, I said He just spit, and the Georgia dirt turned red I don't know what I'm gonna do I've lost my ride and I've lost you This pavement feels like molten steel This must be how road kill feels Twelve black buzzards in a tree Cast their stinkin' eyes on me I'd throw a rock but they won't even fly They know they'll get me by and by

FROG IN THE KITCHEN There’s a frog in the kitchen, a frog in the kitchen There’s a frog in the kitchen laughing at the fools we be. The little frog jumped from the coffee cup Mama screamed and ‘bout throwed-up Now she’s got all the windows and the door nailed up There’s a frog in the kitchen laughing at the fools we be. There’s a skink in the bedroll, a skink in the bedroll There’s a skink in the bedroll laughing at the fools we be. Kim took to panic when it got in her hair The zipper got stuck, she couldn’t go nowhere Now she rocks in a rocker with a vacant stare There’s a skink in the bedroll laughing at the fools we be. There’s a snake in the johnboat, a snake in the johnboat There’s a snake in the johnboat laughing at the fools we be. Gus gave a holler and he grabbed his gun He blowed that johnboat to kingdom come Now he’s waist deep in water, feeling dumb There’s a snake in the johnboat laughing at the fools we be. Bugs ‘n spiders ‘n slugs ‘n things Torment housewives, cops and kings Swifts in the chimney break all the rules Great God Almighty there’s a gator in the pool! There’s a limpkin in the gully, a limpkin in the gully There’s a limpkin in the gully laughing at the fools we be. Tourists hate the racket that the limpkin makes They dredge the channel and drain the lakes There’s nothing left but rats, ‘skeeters and snakes And limpkins in the gully laughing at the fools we be. There’s a woodpecker peckin’, a woodpecker peckin’ There’s a woodpecker peckin’ laughing at the fools we be. He pecked a big hole in my grandpa’s porch He lit some rags and made a gasoline torch Now there’s nothing left but the chimney and the horse And the woodpecker peckin’, laughing at the fools we be. Laughing at the fools we be.
THE OUTLAW'S DREAM
I ride alone through endless hours, Cursing all my fading powers, Never resting, never seen, No need to hide, I'm lost inside An outlaw's dream. I raise my hand against the sun. I drain the fire from my gun. Through shifting sands and barren stream. No place to stand, No fellow man In an outlaw's dream. No eagle's cry. No desert rose. No canyon wren. No prairie wind. No drifting snows. No cooling rain. No scorpion's sting. No grace of God. No shepherd's rod In an outlaw's dream. I search in vain for sacred places, Recalling love in gravestone faces. The vandal moon betrays the scene. All hope is gone. There'll be no dawn In an outlaw's dream.
ASPHALT BLUES Rollin' down the freeway at dawn. Nothin' but your memory on. Dog-tired, red-eyed, Wondrin' what I did that was wrong. Sunrise in Kentucky, maybe I'll get lucky. Don't know where my baby has gone. Drivin' through the desert out west, Chasin' everything in a dress. Headache, for god's sake, Beatin' down the pain in my chest. Up and down the valley, boulevard and alley, Got to keep my head up I guess. Asphalt - Road-doggin' the white lines. It's my fault - No coverin' up my crimes... This time... Asphalt blues. Sleepin' in the truck by a lake. Don't know how much more I can take. Desire, hell-fire, This longin's gonna keep me awake. Every devil mile wears an evil smile... I'm hopin' for a dream that won't break.
MAKE ME A BELIEVER
At the dark end of a one-way street Strange faces of mystery, A young boy's imagination runs away. Legends flower, lives are sold, Lies believed, tales are told, The curious may never again See the light of day. Make me a believer, Make me a believer, Make me a believer and I'm yours. Make me a believer, Make me a believer, Make me a believer and I'm yours. One day you must turn the page, Light your lamp and come of age, Look into those alien eyes at last. When you finally walk that darkened street, Shadows fall away from your feet, And all uncertain fearful years Fade into the past. Lovers, friends and brothers may Hold you close then turn away... How can I take all that love as real? I'm hiding in my wildest dreams, Trusting you to rescue me, And lead me to an ecstasy That even I can feel.
WATERBUG
Big old frog below my feet, Lookin' for somethin' small to eat. I never paid no mind till when He ate me whole and I'm gone again. I never paid no mind till when He ate me whole and I'm gone again...gone again. Things been goin' bad to worse For the center of my universe. I can't hear the truth be said, Livin' alone inside my head. I can't hear the truth be said, Livin' alone inside my head. I'm the waterbug. A shallow man. The waterbug don't want to know 'Bout trouble in the water down below. You got a life I never knew. I never looked inside of you. I confess that all these years I never liked to see your tears. I confess that all these years I never liked to see your tears...no tears. There's a big old world - now I see The daffodil and the bumblebee. I wonder who coulda made this bone, The DNA and the pheromone I wonder who coulda made this bone, The DNA and the pheromone I got a line and I got a pole. One is a lie and it burns my soul. That pole is hooked inside my brain. In a shallow pool I shall remain. That pole is hooked inside my brain. In a shallow pool I shall remain. (add last time) Skimmin' along all over the land.
TAKE IT OUT BACK
Words and music by Chuck Brodsky Take it out back, dump it in the river. Take it out back, throw it in the woods. Take it out back, chuck it down the hillside. Keep the front yard lookin’ good. Ashes from the woodstove fillin’ up the bucket Spillin’ out the top, now where’m I gonna shuck it? Take it out back to where I never mow Find a little spot where no one’ll ever go to. That old TV quit on me brother Ten years ago so I got me another. The first one’s sittin’ out by the porch swing With the stove and the ‘fridge and a bunch of other things. Rusty old car, it’s got no motor If she had any gas I’d try to explode ‘er Hubcaps, hoods and old transmissions Throw it in the river – gonna make for good fishin’ The food in the ‘fridge has all turned green Chicken bones have been picked clean. Some on the counter, some on the floor ……take ‘em out the back door. Got to keep up the neighborhood.
FOREVER YOUNG
Words and music by BOB DYLAN May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young. May you grow up to be righteous, May you grow up to be true, May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, Stand upright and be strong, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young. May your hands always be busy, May your feet always be swift, May you have a strong foundation When the winds of changes shift. May your heart always be joyful, May your song always be sung, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young.
MAMA LOU
Early Sunday morning I'm stretchin' and yawnin', Shakin' off the night before. Somewhere in the dwellin' Somethin' mighty good is smellin', There's a racket on the kitchen floor. Papa's choppin' wood, The fire's burnin' good And there's a kettle bubblin' on the eye. There's a ham in the oven, Mama's stirrin' somethin', "Son, you touch it and I'll tan your hide." Oh, Mama Lou! I'm stayin' here with you. Cook me somethin' sweet tonight. The porch swing's creakin', Mama's teakettle's shriekin' On a sunny Thanksgiving Day. I wipe the smile off my face 'Cause Grandpa's sayin' grace, But any kid would rather eat than pray. I love my collard greens And some blackeyed peas; I want sweet potatoes on the side, And okra gets my vote When it slides down your throat, And, of course, I want my chicken fried. The tea is double sweet, And it cools me when I eat. I smell biscuits risin' slow in the pan. Mama's cobbler full of berries Topped with ice cream and cherries Makes a beggar out of any man. My memories roam to that old family home Where it smelled liked heaven all the time, And Mama never changed From a fire to a range... That's music to this heart of mine. There's a pound cake bakin'... My taste buds are quakin'... Mama's tricklin' lemon icing on the top. I'd still be lickin' that bowl At a hundred years old If Mama hadn't ever stopped. But stop, yes she did, And us broken-hearted kids Never let a blessed word go by That Mama's gentle spirit Didn't fly by and hear it, Raising love in us in reply.
WATEREE
I'd like to be your friend and lover. I'd like to hold your hand in mine. I want to know if you believe me When I say what's on my mind... What's on my mind. I long to taste your lips of honey. I long to feel your golden hair. I long to know if you believe me When I say I'm in despair. I'm in despair Wateree, You lazy river. Don't let the sun Go down on me. Liberty, You farmer's daughter Take my hand Or set me free. I want to see the summer sunshine Pourin' through my cabin door. And in the light, your heavenly body Restin' on that earthen floor... That earthen floor.