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12. | Further West Reprise |
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I tried, and I can't run no more
So tell Katie it's her that I adore
And as long as I love her best
I'm that much further west
And since, since she's been gone
I've done less right than I've done wrong
I ain't that much worse than the rest
Just that much further west
And the boys, they don't need my help
They can play these songs by themselves
Well I ain't that much worse than the rest
Just that much further west
Out west the only sky is blue
So tell Katie that I'll see her soon
Til then, the thoughts that I have left
Are that much further west
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there's nothing romantic on the city streets
you drive down 'em once and you've seen everything
the river's rising up, the city's sinking down
Well I'm just trying to get back to the other side of town
Well I got a little girl, and she's waiting on me
She says 'I'll see you when you get home'
And now these working days are getting just a little too long
Well I can see her now, sitting at the kitchen table
Record player playing for my rock and roll angel
She says 'I'll see you when you get home'
Now we ain't got much
But this town belongs to us
Tonight she's mine, tonight
Tonight she's mine
The wind crossing over
the river just howls
through the empty city streets that we drive down
Riding in the car, one arm around her
Living, this city's gonna be all ours
the wind on the river, such a beautiful sound
Now we ain't got much
But this town belongs to us
Tonight she's mine, tonight
Tonight she's mine
Cause tonight
She's mine for the night
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
Tonight she's mine
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So sad and lonely for being only a little girl
You whisper, "Hold me," but know he won't be the love of your world
We all made our mistakes waiting for the better days and got left behind
You came down hard like they said you would
Your sky's got no stars
You'd quit if you could get off the ground
You been down, down, down
You been down, down, down
You're walking throught the streets and you don't belong here
You know he don't love you
And now it's clear he's gone
It didn't matter what we did 'cause we knew we were kids
All we had was time
So sad and lonely wishing only you could make it right
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Across the river you can dance all night
A pretty little girl that I left behind
I know you're not waiting on me
Look at you, girl, you're just skin and bones
You're breaking all the hearts of the boys back home
And I know you're not waiting on me
Well, alright
Drove across the river
Made me sleep in the van
You were making time with the boys in the band
And you know I'll say it's alright
Look at you little girl you're all grown up
You say it don't matter and you sound so tough
You know I'll say it's alright
Well, alright
A girl built for trouble from Arkansas
And a boy with the most metal heart of all
You said we're gonna work on that when I get back
When I get back you're gonna break this heart
Well, alright
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she never says hi to me no more
and that's a pretty good way for her to even the score
things went bad, i guess it don't mean much
she used to say i was the only one
she never says hi to me no more
she never even looks my way no more
and i can hear her talking through the bedroom door
she's not here for me, cause we're all done
i know damn well i was the only one
i know damn well i was the only one
she never even looks my way no more
she never even looks my way no more
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I got no jealousy and hate inside me
To keep me warm, keeps me warm
Can't settle for nothing less
Trying to prove myself since I was born, since I was born
Helplessness just burns me up inside
I can't see the savior for the light
What ain't yours may not be mine
I want nothing that ain't truly mine
If I could I would stop caring
But I don't like hearing, I'm not good enough
I know that it's not too late, well I don't want to go away
I let it burn me up
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I told you I was joining the army had no excuse
Seemed the right thing to do
And you called me a fool
Said I'd come back mean and cruel
I said I just wanted to make my grandfather proud
Even though he's not around
Been gone since I was 13
I'm still worried what he'd think about me
Playin' this guitar just ain't gonna cut it for long
Me singing these songs don't compare to what he did over there
I need to prove I can carry my share
Take all my own load to bear
To me it only seems fair
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At night... ain't gonna be good.
It's just a little bit of pain,
You should turn and walk away,
No, it ain't no good.
When I... walk through the front door.
It's a long way to the bar.
I can feel the trouble start.
When I walk through the door.
Baby I'm go
sure tonight
Summer's winding down
There's gonna be a fight
And oh, oh, you know it ain't no good
I said oh, oh, no it ain't no good
At night... it can't be good.
With my back against the wall,
I can hear them as they talk.
No, it ain't no good.
It's the girls... in a corner booth.
I'm pretending not to see,
talking about me,
Know it ain't the truth.
Baby I'm go
sure tonight
summer's winding down
There's gonna be a fight
And oh, oh, you know it ain't no good
I said oh, oh, no it ain't no good
Tables full of empties,
and they're all bent with rage.
the boys playing pool,
and looking straight at me.
"When he walks away,
smash one in his face."
Hell, I ain't freezin man
you know it ain't right.
At night... ain't gonna be good.
It's just a little bit of pain,
You should turn and walk away,
No, it ain't no good.
Baby I'm go
sure tonight
summer's winding down
There's gonna be a fight
And oh, oh, you know it ain't no good
I said oh, oh, no it ain't no good
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Matt Bradley's got the broken teeth
He wears a jean jacket with a bullet in the sleeve
He's just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along
I sing along
My tears don't matter much,
They don't matter much (x2)
Doug Deluca's voice could break a heart
I recorded every song
I used up three whole tapes, and put 'em in a box
To give away
To break a heart
My tears don't matter much,
They don't matter much (x2)
When the boys sing their songs
And the kids they sing along...
I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along
I sing along
Cory Branan's got an evil streak
And a way with words that'll bring you to your knees
Oh he can play the wildest shows and he can sing so sweet
I still sing along
My tears don't matter much,
They don't matter much (x2)
When the boys sing their songs
And the kids they sing along...
I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
And I sing along
I still sing along
My tears don't matter much,
They don't matter much (x6)
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It's a cold wet, December night
In your bedroom when he said goodbye
You let him go; he walked out the door saying I don't need this baby;
I don't need you no more
He held your hand, looked in your eyes, said little girl its gonna be alright
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darling don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home
Last night, she heard his voice
Called long distance, from way up north
He said girl, you know I think we sure are close
I think were gonna make it, when I come back home
I'll hold your hand, look in your eyes, say little girl, it's gonna be alright
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darling don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home
Don't cry, don't cry,
Darling one
Don't cry don't cry
Cause I don't plan on dying
Cause I don't plan on dying at all
The boys are waiting for me outside by the van
Gotta go, gotta go, got to work it now
Darling don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming home
Darling don't cry for me
Cause I'm coming home
Cause I'm coming .....
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when you decided to leave
i never asked where you'd gone
when you decided to leave
i left you alone
it don't mean much to me
what all you did while you're gone
it don't mean much to me
as long as you come home
i try to be a good man
but i've done so wrong for so long
i don't know if i can
help but be a bad man
i know that you loved me once
and i took for granted the time
i know that you loved me once
when you were mine
when you decided to leave
i was so young and so bold
and then you decided to leave
i got tired and old
i try to be a good man
but i've done so wrong for so long
i don't know if i can
help but be a bad man
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