Lyrics

Vagabond Blues

There’s a full moon a hanging
Above the fog and rain
And off in the distance
The sound of a mournful train
There’s a light in a window
But it is not meant for me
You see I am the homeless
Better left unseen       

The vagabond blues
Just a rolling stone
The vagabond blues
Weary to the bone
The vagabond blues
And I wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home
Lose these vagabond  blues

Some are born into privilege
It’s all they’ve ever known
But for me and for most
We fight for scraps we’re thrown
We sleep in the alley
Behind the mission wall
Adrift in a mist
From drugs and alcohol

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I was destined to wonder
A wayfaring, fearful man
Well acquainted with violence
The back of my father’s hand
But I’ve known such kindness
From strangers I have met
Who would share a bottle
Share their last cigarette

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The Great Race

The Denver and the Rio Grande
The Santa Fe Midland
Racing to the Leadville mines
Blasting through dirt and rock
Working around the clock
Hear them steam engines whine
Almost out of money
Loan requests were denied
And each firm knew what they had to do
Be the first to the mines

It’s the great race
A fortune to be made
Got to get that silver down
Got to get that silver down
Got to get that silver down the line

Across the Sangre de Cristo
Going toe to toe
Soon to fight the Royal Gorge War
Gun slinging roustabouts
Deputies and army scouts
Which side prevailed would haul the ore
Blood was spilled as they battled
Two hired guns shot dead
The Santa Fe lost the day
When their gun toting gang fled

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Working with a pick and axe
Watching for an avalanche
Every day a long, hard grind
Driving spikes into ties
High above the timberline
Inching towards the Leadville mines
How they celebrated
When the train finally came
And the silver flowed from the mother load
Until the vein finally waned

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Dystopian Blues

My blood pressure’s high
My spirits are low
From watching this bad
Reality  show
He’s petty and vengeful
But what the hell can we do?
The chaos is coming
The dystopian blues

Now I don’t understand
Who would vote him in again
So wretched and flawed
As corrupt as sin
They cheer at his madness
They eat the pablum he spews
But soon they’ll be singing
The dystopian blues

I turned off my news feed
Couldn’t bear to see him crow
The orange little despot
The circus side show
His entourage of dimwits
The sycophants and the fools
The lemmings are marching
The dystopian blues

He’s making a mockery
Of the oath that he swore
It reads like the novel
Nineteen Eighty Four
And where is the outrage?
Over the lies that he spews
There’s one man selling out the country
The dystopian blues

Down The Highway

Driving through western Kentucky
On a two-lane near I-65
I’d just picked up a load bound for Denver
I figured 2 days before I’d arrive

I remember how blue was that morning
The smell of the crisp autumn air
How she stood by the side of the on ramp
The wind blowing her long dark hair

I stopped and I asked if she was alright
She silently studied my face
She slowly picked up her old suitcase
Said please take me from this place

Down the highway
You feel just as free
As the sun, the wind, and the sky
Down the highway
Miles from your past
Fading fast, fading fast
And you feel safe at last

At first, she didn’t do that much talking
Content to let the miles roll by
Mostly looked out of her window
I pretended not to hear her cry

It was plain she had once been a beauty
And still could turn a head or two
But her eyes were puffy and bloodshot
And her face was black and blue

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Slowly she told me her story
How her husband had threatened her life
He swore if she ever left him
He’d cut her face with his knife

I asked why she didn’t press charges
And lock that son-of-a-bitch up in jail
She said that his uncle was sheriff
He’d probably put up his bail

And all I could do was hold her
Let that pain subside
Feel her head on my shoulder
Dry the tears from her eyes

We didn’t split up in Denver
We felt like we needed more time
Why is it when you least expect it
Life sure can turn on a dime

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Love Has It’s Day

I watched them fuss and bicker
Tearing each other down
Talking over one another
Unwilling to find common ground

I wouldn’t want be like that
Screeching like a feral cat
Maybe try to work things out
Instead of sowing seeds of doubt

Love has its day
For how long who can say
Love has its day
Hold tight, don’t let it fade away
Love will have its day     

We try to not take things for granted
Shake up those old routines
Revel in those simple pleasures
Flood the mind with Dopamine

We gotta keep the joy inside
We gotta keep the love alive
Remember not to be unkind
Remember how we’re intertwined

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We gotta keep the joy inside
We gotta keep the love alive
Remember not to be unkind
Remember how we’re intertwined

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