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songs we wrote
as the day is long
i've seen men in this world broken down without a dime,
and i walk past without a glance as if his lifes a crime.
but i know if i was that poor man, cold and on the street,
that a better man would take my hand and help me to my feet.
Chorus:
I see my mother dear, and i shudder as she cries
cause she knows the life i've lived is only built on lies.
but i know i can't make right, all things that i've done wrong
i can carry on and fight as the day is long.
i never thought i'd find a lass to stand by my side
and when i did i never told her how i felt inside
i don't know the man she loved but it sure as hell ain't me
cause the only thing i gave to hers what she wants to hear and see.
Chorus
i have my familys love from my friends i've earned there trust
but i know the first chance that i have i'll leave them in the dust.
if they only knew the things i've done and said behind their backs,
it's too much for just one man and not long fore' i crack!
and so i can't go on much further theres no happy end for me
so i'll drown all of my sorrows the only way i know there to be.
i will pull up my stool and drink my due until it all seems gone
and maybe i'll get some sleep tonight at least until the morn.
Chorus X 2
each his day
so much for unity you killed me once before
i trusted you regardless of your stained hands and crooked doors
my last and final plea to ye, as simple as this case may be
take yer faulty hands away leave jesus christ to speak to me
all my youngest years were spent in coldest darkened rows
not forcibly or willingly but just a stated fact.
the way we live, the way we work, the way we waste our lives
is dedicated this day forth to penitence and strife.
Chorus:
place your hands upon me
they've done nothing for you.
with yer eyes so lovely
you gaze upon these ancient rows.
to each his day is comin'
you won't need them no more
i'll take whats right i'll take whats mine and god and i will meet in time.
Wak-lo-hey gooday hey-o, walk away walk away.
history has recorded the mark upon your head
no rosary can cover for the mountain of your dead
you might think that i will be lost without your hand to guide
well pog ma hon you'll rue the day i decided not to hide.
Chorus
Verse 3 repeats intro
Chorus
four
you love another its easy to see
i know i should forget what you said to me
but theres no one else i ever trusted like this
your gentele touch and judas' kiss.
its sick i know, to offer myself
as a comfort or substitute anything else
but your in my veins and i can't get you out
at least when your gone there will be no more doubt
Chorus:
that i'm nothing again
no nothing without you.
miserable story but always its true
you leave, i stay, you come back again
tonights the begining, tomorrows the end.
you offer me nothing i can keep for myself,
but nothing has no need of anything else.
i'm lonely and aching, you're hungry again
you rip me open, i've no time to mend.
tomorrow i'll see you and call out your name
you will ignore me, it's always the same.
so here at the bottom and sick from the drink
perhaps being ills given me time to think.
its time i fille dup this hole in my heart
and parting with you is the best place to start.
Chorus X 2
hell's a women in disguise
i had a girl and she had me and all the rest is history.
she found herself another man and left me in my misery.
now i wear the longest face and drag my feet from place to place,
join the ranks of men like me another sad and helpless case.
we used to walk the fields at night beneath the evenings dusky light.
come one night she wasn't there and i knew something wasn't right.
she sat beneath the lovers tree she kissed a man who wasn't me.
i saw it all with mine own eyes and now theres nothing left of me.
Chorus:
but its much too late to take it back
and so i'll drink until i crack
and curse the day we ever met
and have one more so i forget
and think of better times i had
and whisper words my daddy said
he said son "hell's a women in disguise"
i'll tell ya now its awful cruel to have to live and play the fool.
to dwell among the darkest land where sadness and his lot hold rule.
your only friends are pain and strife, they'll stay with you for all your life.
And all because of just one girl, the girl i swore i'd make my wife!
Chorus
and so to all who've come to hear my story of a love so dear.
and how it all came crashing down and left me as i'm standing here.
i hope you all have heard my plea and watch your female company.
and if by chance shes left you too then raise your glass and sing with me!
Chorus X 2
when my eyes close forever
Someday i will be gone, departed from this world.
until that day i will believe that time is on my side.
i'll make ready for my passing, and make my life worthwhile,
so when that day does come, no regret will bog my mind.
Chorus:
When my eyes close forever don't you cry no tears for me,
my life alone is not worth your greif or misery.
so spin a jig and have a drink to life and times gone by,
when thes eyes close forever, my face will wear a smile.
I want to see mountains and cities built in gold,
and sail someday the seas, to distant land of old.
just put me on a ship and girl i'll see the world for you,
if ya won't go with i'll go alone and i don't know when i'm comin' home.
Chorus
Scars of time and bitter words that bind us to a past,
clocks stopped short that leave this year more pained than the last.
I haven't time to waste on the stupid and the meek,
theres drinking to be done, and treasures yet to seek.
Pain and guilt, weigh us down, but dont you put, your weight on me.
Not life, but slavery, heaven, help me to break free.
I'm on a holiday, I never want to end.
Learning more to fill me up, theres no sense in being dumb.
write my story on the face of everyone I meet,
and make damn sure, they've been told they're happier than me.
Chorus x2
knife in my back
better trails ahead
en fuego!
soon after the fall
8 pints...
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cruel mistress
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