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Long Ride Home
2012
this album is dedicated to my mother, born evelyn jeree gilbert - tedders, kentucky: 1934 - 2011
i grew up in, on & with real country music - my parents were more than fans - they were born in depression-era-tobacco-farm-kentucky, when country music was the journal of such folks - saturday night opry listening, sunday morning churching & working dirt hard at all other times
from silver haired daddy to momma's hungry eyes, i was baptized in country music
if you were in the house, car or truck with my mom or dad you were hearing country music too - there was nothing else - my dad played it through our family pa system at concert level volumes on sunday mornings to wake us up - we (my brothers & i) played it in kitchens, living rooms, to churches & later on to honky tonks
- i got my first instrument at 6 years old at a Nashville pawn shop on broadway just down from the opry as we took our first vacation, EVER (and then for years to come) to worship at the mother church for these 2 kentuckians & their boys
this home-made record was a pleasure - i centered the band around hargus "pig" robbins - (hear this recording & you will know why) dennis crouch - (dennis is the best we have, having made a study of moore & the huskeys & still making it all his own) kenny malone - groove & friendship to their fullest expression
then i invited more friends over: guy clark, my dad: wayne scott, rodney crowell, patty griffin, tim o’brien, john cowan, lloyd green, charlie mccoy, mickey raphael, marcus hummon, jonell mosser & kathy chiavola - with the sounds recorded by
stephanie hudacek-bates, stephen lotz & matt mangano then finished off, mixed & mastered, by ray kennedy
these songs have been sitting around for awhile- two from as far back as when i was 16 (co-writes with my dad, wayne) right up to my first years in nashville - to me, songs
do not have a short shelf life - unless you say so or are ashamed of them
it's a long ride home, sometimes; and well worth the journey once you get there
- mom would have loved this record
darrell
 Track Listing:
IT MUST BE SUNDAY FOR A MAN TO FEEL THIS BLUE
I’M THINKING ABOUT THE GOOD OLD DAYS
AND A WOMAN I HAD GROWN ACCUSTOMED TO
MOST FOLKS ARE DOWN IN SUNDAY SCHOOL
LEARNING ABOUT THE GOLDEN RULE
BUT EVEN JESUS COULDN’T HELP ME TODAY
PRAISE BE TO LONELINESS, IT MUST BE SUNDAY
IT MUST BE SUNDAY SHE DON’T ANSWER HER PHONE
I LET IT RING A THOUSAND TIMES
I GUESS YOU’D SAY THERE WAS NOBODY HOME
I ASKED THE LANDLORD IF HE KNEW
ABOUT THE GIRL IN 302
HE SAID, “YEA THE GIRL JUST UP AND MOVED AWAY”
PRAISE BE TO LONELINESS, IT MUST BE SUNDAY
IT’S BEEN A MONTH OF SUNDAYS SINCE SHE SAID GOODBYE
THIRTY DAYS OF GRIEVING TEARS IN MY EYES, I CAN’T SEE,
WHAT’S BECOME OF ME?
TOMORROW’S MONDAY MAYBE WORK’LL PULL ME THROUGH
IF I KEEP MY HANDS REAL BUSY
GIVE ME HEART A CHANCE TO NOT THINK OF YOU
BUT TOMORROW COMES AND THEN AGAIN
MAYBE I’LL JUST CALL IT IN, YOU KNOW
THEY CAN DO WITHOUT ME ANYWAY
PRAISE BE TO LONELINESS
IT MUST BE SUNDAY
IT MUST BE SUNDAY
Acoustic Guitar & Pedal Steel- Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered By BUG Music
IF YOU CAN’T FIND WORK, WORK FINDS YOU
YOU KNOW DADDY DIDN’T RAISE NO WELFARE FOOL
SAID, ‘THERE’S A LOT WORSE THINGS A BOY COULD DO
THAN STRADDLE AN IRON BEAM.’
SO I BUILD THIS BRIDGE ‘TIL IT’S COMPLETE
AND I’LL TAKE THE STEEL TOES OFF MY FEET
AND GIVE MYSELF A ONE WAY SEAT ON THAT TRAIN TO HOPKINSVILLE
I’M GOING BACK TO HOPKINSVILLE
I’M GOING BACK YOU KNOW I WILL
ONLY 21 WORKING DAYS UNTIL
I’M WITH MY LOVE IN HOPKINSVILLE
ON MY DAY OFF I PULL THE BLINDS
SO THE FOREMAN WON’T SEE MY TASTE FOR THE WINE
AND I DRINK UNTIL THE SUN DON’T SHINE
AND I SIT AND DRINK SOME MORE
I MIGHT CALL THE BOYS AND DEAL A HAND
I MAY GO TO TOWN TO HEAR A COUNTRY BAND
AND LIE ABOUT WHAT WE GOT PLANNED
WHEN WE GET OFF OF THAT BRIDGE
I’M GOING BACK TO HOPKINSVILLE
I’M GOING BACK YOU KNOW I WILL
ONLY 21 WORKING DAYS UNTIL
I’M WITH MY LOVE IN HOPKINSVILLE
THIS WELDING HOOD IS MIGHTY DARK
YOU CAN SEE THE SUN AND THE WELDING SPARKS
AND IT SOUNDS GOOD SINGING OLE JOE CLARK
LONG AS NOBODY ELSE CAN HEAR
AND IT FITS MY HEAD, FITS MY FACE
AND IT HOLDS MY WELDING GLOVES IN PLACE
ITS BEEN KNOWN TO HIDE THE TRACE OF A LONELY MAN CRYING
I’M GOING BACK TO HOPKINSVILLE
I’M GOING BACK YOU KNOW I WILL
ONLY 21 WORKING DAYS UNTIL
I’M WITH MY LOVE IN HOPKINSVILLE (THAT’S RIGHT)
Acoustic Guitar & Pedal Steel - Darrell Scott
Harmony - Rodney Crowell
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: House of Bram, Evergreen and EMI, ASCAP, Administered By BUG Music
SITTING ON THE FENDER OF SOMEONE ELSE’S TRUCK
DRINKING OLD CROW WHISKEY & HOT 7UP
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
YOU CAN HEAR THE BAND PLAYING RIGHT THROUGH THE WALL
AND THERE AIN’T NO COVER CHARGE AIN’T NO LAST CALL
OUT THE PARKING LOT
NOW THERE’S A COUPLE OF COWPOKES PUTTIN' UP THEIR DUKES
THERE WASN’T MUCH TO IT AFTER BOTH OF THEM PUKED
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
SOMEONE CALLED THE POLICE AND THE POLICE FINALLY CAME
THEY WROTE EM A COUPLE OF TICKETS AND TOOK A COUPLE OF NAMES
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
I LOVE TO SEE THE NEON DANCING ON THE GRAVEL
I LOVE TO HEAR THE PICKUP TRUCKS COME UNRAVELED
SOME ARE GIVING UP, SOME ARE GIVING IN
LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY’S LOOKING FOR A FRIEND
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
WHOOPS, THERE’S A COUPLE WHO COULD NOT WAIT TO GET HOME
AH THEY’RE PROBABLY IN LOVE SO LETS LEAVE THEM ALONE
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
THE BAND IS ON THE BUS THEY’RE ALL LOADED UP TO LEAVE
AND THE DRUMMER’S GOT A GIRLFRIEND TUGGING AT HIS SLEEVE
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
I LOVE TO SEE THE NEON DANCING ON THE GRAVEL
I LOVE TO HEAR THE PICKUP TRUCKS COME UNRAVELED
SOME ARE GIVING UP, SOME ARE GIVING IN
LOOKS LIKE EVERYBODY’S LOOKING FOR A FRIEND
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
NOW EVERYBODY’S GONE THEY’VE SHOT OUT ALL THE LIGHTS
THE DUST BEGINS TO SETTLE AND IT’S NEVER BEEN SO QUIET
OUT IN THE PARKING LOT
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott & Guy Clark
Pedal Steel - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica: Mickey Raphael
Written by: Darrell Scott & Guy Clark
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/ GSC Music, ASCAP
I AM GROUNDED OH, BUT I HAVE WINGS TO FLY
I DON’T USE EM , I JUST LOOK UP IN THE SKY
I KEEP THEM HIDDEN BOUND UP IN A COAT AND TIE
‘TIL THE WORLD IS READY FOR A MAN WITH WINGS TO FLY
AND I WILL FLY SOMEDAY
I’LL BREAK THESE FEET OF CLAY
AND I’LL BE ON MY WAY, MY WAY
I AM FEELING THOUGH I DO NOT SHED A TEAR
MY EYES ARE DUSTY, THOUGH I HAVE FACED MY FEAR OF FEARS
I AM SHAKEN BY THE COMING ON OF YEARS
I AM A FEELING MAN BUT I CAN NOT SHED A TEAR
BUT I WILL CRY SOMEDAY
I’LL BREAK THESE EYES OF CLAY
AND I’LL BE ON MY WAY, MY WAY
SOMEDAY
I AM LOVING THOUGH I MAKE MY BED ALONE
I’VE HAD LOVERS BUT I HAVE NO ONE OF MY OWN
BUT I COULD FEED HER FROM THE GARDEN I HAVE GROWN
I AM A LOVING MAN BUT I MAKE MY BED ALONE
AND I WILL LOVE SOMEDAY
I WILL BREAK THIS HEART OF CLAY
YEAH AND I’LL BE ON MY WAY, MY WAY
AND I WILL LOVE SOMEDAY
I’LL BREAK THESE FEET AND THESE EYES AND THIS HEART OF CLAY
AND I’LL BE ON MY WAY, MY WAY
SOMEDAY, SOMEDAY
Acoustic Guitar & Pedal Steel - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica - Mickey Raphael
Harmony - Rodney Crowell, Ray Kennedy, John Cowan and Matt Mangano
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered By BUG Music
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
WELL TODAY WAS ONCE TOMORROW
AND TODAY’S TOMORROWS’ YESTERDAY
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
THE GIRL I LOVE IS UP AND GONE
THE GIRL I LOVE IS UP AND GONE
SHE LEFT YESTERDAY MORNING
AND BY SUPPER TIME I HAD A BRAND NEW SONG
THE GIRL I LEFT IS UP AND GONE
THE CAT IS SCRATCHING AT MY DOOR
GOT A BIG BLACK CAT AND HE’S SCRATCHING AT MY DOOR
HE RUNS BY ME KIND OF FUNNY CAUSE I’VE NEVER LET HIM IN BEFORE
THE CAT IS SCRATCHING AT MY DOOR
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOME TIME AWAY
(DON’T YOU THINK?)
EVERYBODY NEEDS A LITTLE BIT OF TIME AWAY
SHE’LL ONLY BE GONE FOR THE WEEKEND
BUT IT FEELS LIKE SUNDAY EVERY
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOME TIME AWAY
SHE’S COMING IN ON THE 1209
MY BABY’S COMING ON THE 1209
SHE WILL ASK ME ABOUT THE WEEKEND
AND I’LL LIE AND TELL HER IT WAS FINE
SHE’LL BE COMING IN ON THE 1209
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
WELL TODAY WAS ONCE TOMORROW
AND TODAY’S TOMORROWS’ YESTERDAY
THERE’S NO USE LIVING FOR TODAY
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Pedal Steel – Lloyd Green
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: House of Bram, Evergreen and EMI, ASCAP, Administered By BUG Music
THERE’S A SADNESS AND I’VE HEARD IN THE BREEZE
THERE’S A SORROW IN THE FALLING OF THE LEAVES
THERE’S AN EMPTINESS WHEN YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE ALONE
I’M SO GLAD MY LONELY DAYS AND NIGHTS ARE GONE
NOW AND THEN SOMEONE SPECIAL COMES ALONG
NOW AND THEN SOMEONE BRINGS YOUR LIFE A SONG
NOW IT’S LOVE IM HEARING IN THE MORNING BREEZE
YOU’RE EVERYTHING I WANTED LOVE TO BE
AND I’LL LOVE YOU TIL THE CLOSING OF OUR DAYS
AND I’LL NEED YOU THROUGH THE VALLEYS AND THE SHADOWS
AND THE HIGHWAYS
AND WE’LL PUT OUR FEET UPON THE PATH OF LIFE
AND ITS’ BYWAYS
AND IN THE MORNING WHEN I WAKE UP BY YOUR SIDE
IN THE EVENINGS AS WE STAND AGAINST THE TIDES
EVERY HOUR THAT YOU’RE WITH ME, I CAN SEE
YOU’RE EVERYTHING I WANTED LOVE TO BE
AND I’LL LOVE YOU TIL THE CLOSING OF OUR DAYS
AND I’LL NEED YOU THROUGH THE VALLEYS AND THE SHADOWS
AND THE HIGHWAYS
AND WE’LL PUT OUR FEET UPON THE PATH OF LIFE
AND ITS’ BYWAYS
IN THE MORNING WHEN I WAKE UP BY YOUR SIDE
IN THE EVENINGS AS WE STAND AGAINST THE TIDES
EVERY HOUR THAT YOU’RE WITH ME, I CAN SEE
YOU’RE EVERYTHING I WANTED LOVE TO BE
YES, YOU ARE EVERYTHING I WANTED LOVE TO BE
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Dobro - Darrell Scott
Background Vocals - Kathy Chiavola, Darrell Scott, Marcus Hummon
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Written by: Darrell Scott & Wayne Scott
I SAW THE CURTAIN MOVE
I SAW THE HAND THAT PULLED THE SHADE
AND IN A MOMENT THE LIGHTS WENT OUT
AND A RADIO BEGAN TO PLAY
AND I CROSSED THE EMPTY STREET
WITH THE WINDOW IN MY VIEW
BUT I COULDN’T SEE THROUGH
TO WATCH THEM DANCE IN THE DARKNESS
THEN ROUND THE CORNER
CAME THIS OLD MAN’S SHUFFLING FEET
AND I BUMMED HIM FOR A CIGARETTE
AND HE HANDS THE WHOLE DAMN PACK TO ME
AND HE SAID, “IVE WATCHED YOU FOR THE LAST SIX NIGHTS
AND BROTHER WHY DO YOU WANT TO BLEED?
I GUESS YOU JUST CAN’T SHAKE THE NEED
TO WATCH THEM DANCE IN THE DARKNESS”
UP THERE AN ANGEL’S FALLING
UP THERE CAN’T YOU HEAR HIM CALLING OUT HER NAME
CAN YOU FEEL THEM TOUCH?
CAN YOU HEAR THEM BREATHE?
UP THERE TIME AIN’T MOVING
UP THERE NO ONE’S LOSING ANY SLEEP
FOR FOOLS LIKE US, TWO FOOLS LIKE US
DOWN HERE ON THE STREET
I SAID, “WAIT A MINUTE MISTER
MAN, YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND
SHE WAS EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED”
AND THE OLD MAN HE JUST HELD OUT HIS HAND
AND SAID, “WELCOME TO THE ONE PLACE
NO ONE EVER WANTS TO BE
WHERE EVEN IN YOUR DREAMS
YOU WATCH THEM DANCE IN THE DARKNESS”
UP THERE AN ANGEL’S FALLING
UP THERE CAN’T YOU HEAR THEM CALLING OUT HER NAME
CAN YOU FEEL THEM TOUCH
CAN YOU HEAR THEM BREATHE
UP THERE TIME AIN’T MOVING
UP THERE NO ONE’S LOSING ANY SLEEP
FOR FOOLS LIKE US, TO FOOLS LIKE US
DOWN HERE ON THE STREET
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Background Vocals – Marcus Hummon, Jonell Mosser, Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Written by: Darrell Scott & Tia Sillars
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/ Life Is Fine Music, Sony/ATV Melody, BMI
WHEN FIRST I TOOK THE RING OFF
I WAS SURPRISED TO SEE
ANOTHER RING JUST UNDERNEATH
AS WHITE AS SNOW CAN BE
THROUGH RICH AND POOR, SICKNESS AND HEALTH
UNTIL THE DAY WE DIE
OH, THE DAY I TOOK THE RING OFF
I LAY RIGHT DOWN AND CRIED
OH MOTHER IF YOU’RE LISTENING
PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR ME
I LOVE A LOVELY LADY
FROM THE GREEN HILLS OF TENNESSEE
I KNOW JESUS LOVES A SINNER
HE MUST LOVE ME MOST OF ALL
TELL BRENDA I AM SORRY
BUT THERE’S NO LOVE FOR ME IN ARKANSAS
NO LOVE IN ARKANSAS
THAT MISSISSIPPI RIVER
IT’S MUDDY AND IT’S WIDE
AND YOU CAN’T SEE WHAT YOU’RE LEAVING
‘TIL YOU LOOK BACK FROM THE OTHER SIDE
AND THERE I SAW THE YEARS I’D SPENT
AND ALL THE YEARS I’D LEFT TO GO
I TOOK THAT RING FROM MY FINGER
AND THROUGH IT IN THE MUDDY MISSISSIPPI RIVER DOWN BELOW
OH MOTHER IF YOU’RE LISTENING
PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR ME
I LOVE A LOVELY LADY
FROM THE GREEN HILLS OF TENNESSEE
I KNOW JESUS LOVES A SINNER
HE MUST LOVE ME MOST OF ALL
TELL BRENDA I AM SORRY
BUT THERE’S NO LOVE FOR ME IN ARKANSAS
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Harmony- John Cowan
Mandolin & Harmony- Tim O’Brien
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music
DID YOU EVER HAVE A NICKEL
AND WISH YOU HAD A DIME?
DID YOU EVER TRY TO SEARCH YOUR SOUL
BUT COULD NOT FIND YOUR MIND?
DID YOU EVER LAY YOUR BODY DOWN
WITH SOMEONE THAT DON’T LOVE YOU?
THE COUNTRY BOY HAS BEEN THERE
THAT’S WHAT MAKES HIM SING THE BLUES
IT’S NOT THE DRINKS YOU BOUGHT HIM
IT’S NOT THE TIPS YOU GAVE
FROM THE ROCKING OF HIS CRADLE
TO THE COVERING OF HIS GRAVE
YOU’LL NEVER KNOW THE LONELINESS AND SORROW HE GOES THROUGH
THE COUNTRY BOY HAS BEEN THERE
THAT’S WHAT MAKES HIM SING THE BLUES
WHEN HE SINGS ABOUT A LOVE GONE WRONG
THERE’S NO TEARS IN HIS EYES
BUT THE LONELY KNOWS HE’S CRYING OUT
ALL THE HURT HE FEELS INSIDE
HE ‘S SINGING TO THEIR BROKEN HEARTS
THAT’S ALL THAT’S LEFT TO DO
THE COUNTRY BOY HAS BEEN THERE
THAT’S WHAT MAKES HIM SING THE BLUES
IT’S NOT THE DRINKS YOU BOUGHT HIM
IT’S NOT THE TIPS YOU GAVE
FROM THE ROCKING OF HIS CRADLE
TO THE COVERING OF HIS GRAVE
YOU’LL NEVER KNOW THE LONELINESS AND SORROW HE GOES THROUGH
THE COUNTRY BOY HAS BEEN THERE
THAT’S WHAT MAKES HIM SING THE BLUES
Acoustic Guitar – Wayne Scott & Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Background Vocals - Darrell Scott
Written by: Darrell Scott & Wayne Scott
Published by: House of Bram, Evergreen and EMI, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/Harlan County Music, EMI, Administered by BUG Music
Acoustic Guitar & Electric Guitars - Darrell Scott
Harmony- Jonell Mosser, Darrell Scott, Marcus Hummon
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Pedal Steel - Lloyd Green
Written by: Darrell Scott & Jim Rushing
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/Rushing Water Music, ASCAP
WE’VE BEEN WATCHING THE CLOCK ALL AFTERNOON
IF THE EAGLE SCREAMED NOW IT WOULDN’T BE TOO SOON
SEE, ME AND BUDDY GOT A PLACE TO GO
5 BUCKS’LL GET YOU IN A FISHING POLE (TALKIN’ ‘BOUT)
(PAY LAKE)
GET YOUR NIGHT CRAWLERS
(PAY LAKE)
GET UP IN SOME HOLLER
ALL YOU NEED IS A LINE AND A HOOK & CANE POLE
BRING A BUCKET OF BEER DOWN TO THE OLD PAY LAKE
WE’VE GOT SPINNERS AND SPOONS
POPPERS AND JIGS
ALL NIGHT, MILK JUGGING, CATFISH RIGS
IF THAT DON’T DO IT, WE’LL DO IT UP RIGHT
BLOW ÉM BELLY UP WITH THE DYNAMITE
(WE’RE TALKIN’’BOUT)
(PAY LAKE)
GET YOUR NIGHT CRAWLERS
(PAY LAKE)
GET UP IN SOME HOLLER
ALL YOU NEED IS A LINE AND A HOOK & CANE POLE
BRING A BUCKET OF BEER DOWN TO THE OLD PAY LAKE
NOW, ONE OF THESE DAYS I’M GONNA HAVE ENOUGH DOUGH
TO RENT A BULLDOZER AND AN OLD BACK HOE
PUT A HOLE IN THE FIELD, HANG MY SIGN
A LITTLE RAIN WATER AND I’LL HAVE MINE
(TALKIN’’BOUT)
(PAY LAKE)
GET YOUR NIGHT CRAWLERS
(PAY LAKE)
GET UP IN SOME HOLLER
ALL YOU NEED IS A LINE AND A HOOK & CANE POLE
BRING A BUCKET OF BEER DOWN TO THE OLD PAY LAKE
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Harmony – Kathy Chiavola, Jonell Mosser, Marcus Hummon & Darrell Scott
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Pedal Steel - Lloyd Green
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Written by: Darrell Scott & Marcus Hummon
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/Universal Music Careers, BMI
THERE WAS NO DENYING THE FIRE IN HIS EYES
IT WAS MORE THAN PUEBLO WHISKEY
IT WAS MORE THAN A LONELY NIGHT
TWO HUNDRED MILES FROM HOME
PERFECTLY ALONE
HE HAD NO APOLOGIES IN HIS POCKET
IT WAS RIGHT THERE ON HIS HAND
A GOLDEN WEDDING BAND
WHEN HEARTS BEGAN TO POUND
HE STOOD HIS GROUND
SHE LIGHTS A CANDLE FOR A COWBOY
AND WONDERS WHY SHE’S SO ALONE
HE WAS A MAN OF HIS WORD
IT WAS ONE SHE’D NEVER HEARD
HE WAS THE ONLY MAN WHO EVER SAID, NO
SHE SAID, “IS THERE NOTHING I CAN DO TO PLEASE YOU?”
HE SAID, “GIRL, YOU MAKE LOVE SOUND SO EASY
AND IT’S HARD TO TURN AWAY
BUT IT’S HARDER TO STAY
AND EITHER WAY I GO,
OH IT’S GONNA BE A LONG RIDE HOME”
SHE LIGHTS A CANDLE FOR A COWBOY
AND WONDERS WHY SHES SO ALONE
HE WAS A MAN OF HIS WORD
IT WAS ONE SHE’D NEVER HEARD
HE WAS THE ONLY MAN WHO EVER SAID, NO NO NO
AND AS HE WALKED OUT THE DOOR
SHE LOVED HIM ALL THE MORE
SHE LIGHTS A CANDLE FOR A COWBOY
AND WONDERS WHY SHE’S STILL ALONE, (STILL ALONE)
HE WAS A MAN OF HIS WORD
IT WAS ONE SHE’D NEVER HEARD
HE WAS THE ONLY MAN WHO EVER SAID
OH , HE WAS THE ONLY MAN WHO EVER SAID, NO
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Pedal Steel – Lloyd Green
Harmonica - Mickey Raphael
Written by: Darrell Scott & Marcus Hummon
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music/
Universal Music Careers, BMI
PLAYING ‘CROSS THE COUNTRY WITH A 5-PIECE BAND
I’M JUST TRYING TO MAKE A LIVING WITH A GUITAR IN MY HAND
I’VE SEEN NEW YORK CITY SKYLINE AND I’VE FELT THE LA BLUES
AND I’VE WORKED EVER BAR FROM HERE TO SASKATOON
I STAY IN 2 BIT HOTELS IN THE CITIES WHERE I ROAM
BUT I’VE NEVER LAID MY BODY DOWN IN ONE THAT FELT LIKE HOME
I GUESS HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS
AND MY HEART’S HOME WITH YOU
STILL AFTER YEARS OF CHASING RAINBOWS
EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
THOUGH YOU SOMETIMES FEEL NEGLECTED
THERE’S NOTHING THAT MEANS AS MUCH TO ME AS YOU
BUT I WAS BORN TO SING THE BLUES
AND EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
LAST NIGHT WE WORKED IN DENVER
I GUESS WE PUT ON QUITE A SHOW
BUT I LEFT THE HOTEL RESTLESS WITH NOWHERE TO GO
I WALK THROUGH SNOWY CITY SIDEWALKS
THROUGH THE SILENT AVENUES
AND AS THE SUN CAME UP I REALIZED
EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
THOUGH YOU SOMETIMES FEEL NEGLECTED
THERE’S NOTHING THAT MEANS AS MUCH TO ME AS YOU
BUT I WAS BORN TO SING THE BLUES
AND EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
I GUESS I’LL ALWAYS SING THESE BLUES
BUT EVERY ROAD LEADS BACK TO YOU
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: House Of Bram, Evergreen and EMI, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music
IN A BAR, IN A HOTEL, IN ATLANTA, DOWNTOWN
HES A LONG WAY FROM HOME
AND HES POURIN’ ’EM DOWN
THERE’S A LADY IN WAITING
A WARM MIDNIGHT FRIEND
OH, BUT IT’S THAT SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT AGAIN
IT’S COOL CONVERSATION
IT’S COURAGE IN A GLASS
HE DON’T TELL HER HE’S MARRIED
AND SHE DON’T EVEN ASK
THERE’S JUST LIVING FOR THE MOMENT
LET THE GOOD TIMES BEGIN
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN
SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT
CROSSING THE LINE
LYING WITH STRANGERS ONE MORE LAST TIME
CHEATING IS A GAME WHERE NOBODY WINS
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN
WITH THE RING ON HIS FINGER
HE HOLDS THE DOOR WIDE
AND THERE’S NO HESITATING AS THEY BOTH STEP INSIDE
TO LAY DOWN AN IMPRESSION THAT’S SWEETER THAN SIN
OH, BUT IT’S THAT SWEET, SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT AGAIN
AND HE LOOKS IN THE MIRROR IN THE COLD MORNING LIGHT
AND HE STARES AT A YOUNG MAN WITH AGE IN HIS EYES
HE STARTED THIS DANCE BUT THE SONG HAS NO END
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN
SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT
AND CROSSING THE LINE
LYING WITH STRANGERS ONE MORE LAST TIME
SHE IS A GAME WHERE NOBODY WINS
NO HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Harmony - Tim O'Brien, John Cowan
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Pedal Steel- Lloyd Green
Harmonica - Charlie McCoy
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: House of Bram, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music
TAKE THIS RESTLESS HOBO’S HEART
TAKE THIS DREAMER WITHOUT DREAMS
TAKE THE SADNESS WITH THE LOVE
TAKE THE LOVE WITH EVERYTHING
LIKE YOU’VE STOOD THROUGH IT ALL
YOU’RE STILL STANDING HERE TODAY
AND I’VE KNOWN IT ALL ALONG
YOU’LL BE WITH ME ALL THE WAY
THOUGH THE TIMES HAVE BEEN HARD
AND THE PLEASURES QUICKLY GONE
BUT AS WE PASSED TROUGH THE SHADOWS BABY
YOU KEPT SHINING ON AND ON
LIKE A RIVER OVERFLOWING
YOU HAVE CARRIED ME AWAY
AND IT’S YOUR LOVE THAT YOU KEEP SHOWING
YOU’LL BE WITH ME ALL THE WAY
TAKE THIS MESSAGE TO MY MOTHER
SAY HER RAMBLING BOY IS HOME
WON’T YOU TELL HER TO BE HAPPY NOW
I’LL NO LONGER BE ALONE
TAKE THE PICTURES SHE WILL GIVE YOU
FROM A TIME SO FAR AWAY
AND WON’T YOU TELL HER AS YOU’RE LEAVING
(TELL HER)
YOU’LL BE WITH ME ALL THE WAY
Dobro & Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Background Vocals - Patty Griffin
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: House of Bram, Evergreen and EMI, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music
TIME IS SLOWLY TICKING, TAKING ALL OUR YOUTH
BEELZEBUB AND CHOSEN ONE HAVE BOTH BEEN IN CAHOOTS
THEY PLAY US LIKE GIN RUMMY AND THEY’RE CHEATING ON THE SIDE
WHILE WE GAZE INTO A BROKEN MIRROR LIKE FRANKENSTEIN’S BRIDE
I WISH SOMEONE COULD TELL ME SOMETHING I DON’T ALREADY KNOW
IT’S BEEN SOME HARD LIVING, STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO
ROOSTER IN THE HEN HOUSE HIT MAN ON THE PHONE
LOW MAN ON THE TOTEM POLE CAN’T GET NO TIME ALONE
I’VE BEEN SEEKING SATISFACTION FOR THIS GNAWING IN MY SOUL
I BUILD A HOUSE LIKE ANDREW JACKSON IF THAT WERE MY ONLY GOAL
I’M LOOKING FOR A CHANGE TO COME BUT, BROTHER,
CHANGE COMES SLOW
AND IT’S BEEN SOME HARD LIVING, STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO, HO HO HO
I LOOK OUTSIDE AT THIS BEAUTIFUL DAY
SUN IS SHINING LIGHTING UP MY WAY
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE AND GET ME A FISHING POLE
IT’S BEEN SOME HARD LIVING AND I STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO
I PONTIFICATE, I SUFFOCATE, I OVERATE (MY MY)
I’VE BEEN WEARILY, SINCERELY, TOO LONESOME NOW TO CRY
GAWKING, SQUAWKING, TALKING FROM A PATENT LEATHER COUCH
WORKING THROUGH MY CHILDISH HOOD
BEYOND THE SHADOWS AND THE DOUBTS
OH YE OF LITTLE CONSEQUENCE PLEASE CAST THAT FIRST PRECIOUS STONE
CAUSE IT’S BEEN SOME HARD, HARD LIVING AND I STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO
I LOOK OUTSIDE AND IT’S STARTING TO RAIN
‘ROUND THE CURVE COMES A PASSENGER TRAIN
NORTHBOUND FREIGHT ON A SOUTH BOUND TRACK
YEA, SHE’S ALRIGHT LEAVING BUT SHE WONT BE COMING BACK
I LOOK OUTSIDE AT THIS BEAUTIFUL DAY
SUN IS SHINING MAN ITS LIGHTING UP MY WAY
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE AND GET ME A FISHING POLE
IT’S BEEN SOME HARD LIVING AND I STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO
(YODEL) ...STILL GOT A WAYS TO GO
Acoustic Guitar - Darrell Scott
Piano - Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Drums - Kenny Malone
Bass - Dennis Crouch
Written by: Darrell Scott
Published by: Chuck Wagon Gourmet Music, Evergreen and Famous Music, ASCAP, Administered by BUG Music
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