Lyrics

Good to Be

Roadsong #39
Ready or Not
Learning to Swim
Brady
Food for Thought
Estelle
Hell and Back
Good To Be
A Thousand Gigs Ago
Piss and Moan
Once Upon a Time

Road Song #39

There’s a sound that I know
It’s the cackle of the diesel and the rubber holding down the road
There’s a sound that I know
It’s the cackle of the diesel and the rubber holding down the road
There’s a sound that I know when we’re on the go
It’s the cackle of the diesel and the rubber holding down the road

There’s a sight that I see
The lines on my face getting deeper staring back at me
There’s a sight that I see
The lines on my face getting deeper staring back at me
There’s a sight that I see and it happens to be
The lines on my face getting deeper staring back at me

There’s a feel that I get
Booze in my blood, ears ringing at the end of a set
There’s a feel that I get
Booze in my blood, ears ringing at the end of a set
There’s a feel that I get like I’m winning a bet
I got booze in my blood, ears ringing at the end of a set

There’s a smell that I know
It’s sweaty and it’s smoky and it’s ripe and it’s rock & roll
There’s a smell that I know
It’s sweaty and it’s smoky and it’s ripe and it’s rock & roll
There’s a smell that I know at the end of the show
It’s sweaty and it’s smoky and it’s ripe and it’s rock & roll

Ready or Not

Red hair, blue jeans, her favorite color is yellow
She’s got a short fuse, tall dreams
Safe to say she’s been here too long
Drunk dad, feeling bad she got a job to save up some dough
She gonna rearrange, make a change
Maybe move to Chicago

Red hair, blue jeans, she caught the eye of a fellow
She’s got a short fuse, tall dreams
Don’t you know she’s been down too long
Freezing rain, hopped a train, they said it could be turning to snow
She ‘bout to rearrange, make a change
Make a move to Chicago

She’s in the city and she’s giddy and she’s ready or not
Gone to the city gonna give it a go
She’s in the city and she’s witty and she’s ready or not
Gone to the city gonna give it a go

Everybody’s gotta take chance sometime
I guess you never know until you try
Girl you’ll never know until you try

Learning to Swim

I remember pinching pennies for the laundry load
Living in a one room shack by the side of the road
I know I can be abrasive
And I know I can be a jerk
But I get the feeling right now
The feeling that this just might work

‘Cause after all these years well we’re finally settling in
And after all these tears it seems we’re slowly learning to swim
Settling in, learning to swim

Well we may be cutting corners at the grocery store
But things are much better these days than the days before
When I know I could be evasive
And I know how to be a jerk
But I get the feeling right now
The feeling that this just might work

‘Cause after all these years well we’re finally settling in
And after all these tears it seems we’re slowly learning to swim
After all these years well we’re finally settling in
And after all these tears seems we’re slowly learning to swim
Settling in, learning to swim

Brady

He’s wound up
He’s gonna pop
He’s sixteen
It doesn’t stop
He’s on his own
For the day
He’s got some cash
He jumped a train

He’s rolling down to where the red lights glow
He’s gonna learn some things that he’s never known
Any minute she’ll be pulling down the shade
His hands are shaking and he ain’t got much to say

Brady got a lady down in Amsterdam oh oh oh
He saw her in the window
Brady got a lady down in Amsterdam oh oh oh
He saw her in the window

Any minute she’ll be pulling down the shade
His hearts a beating and he ain’t got much to say

He worked all week
To make the dough
Bagging groceries
Shoveling snow
He’s almost there
Just two more stops
He paid the fare
Just one more drop

(chorus)

He was a little too nervous
She was a little too tired
So they laid there in silence
Paid no attention to the fire

(chorus)

Any minute she’ll be pulling up the shade
His hearts still beating and he ain’t got much to say

Food for Thought

Here’s a little food for thought
Whatcha gonna do with your stuff when you’re gone?
‘Cause when you’re through and your time has come
And you think you’ve had your fun
All that really matters is what you’ve done

Just a little food for thought
Whatcha gonna do with your duds when you’re done?
‘Cause when you’re through and your time has come
And you think you’ve had your fun
All that really matters is what you’ve done

‘Cause all of your things don’t matter at all
Don’t matter at all, they don’t matter at all
Well all of your green don’t matter at all
Don’t matter at all, it doesn’t matter at all
Matter at all, it doesn’t matter at all

‘Cause when you’re through and your time has come
And you know you’ve had your fun
All that really matters is what you’ve done
What you’ve done

(chorus)

Estelle

He met Estelle the day he turned thirty
She was a mom that went back to school
Had a baby when she was just twenty
Through it all she’s kept her cool
She paints pictures of silhouettes
Silver screen and cigarettes, and movies
She’d love to teach though she’d never preach
She’s on point and she’s easy to reach

She’s happy, she’s not needy
She’s an independent lady
And likes to be

Open to thoughts from different directions
Though she likes to do things on her own
Ain’t lookin for hand outs don’t need protection
She’d be just fine all alone
She works nights when she gets off school
Baby sleeps at her mom’s ‘til two she feels lucky
It starts again when the sun comes up
There’s no complaints ‘cause they got enough

She’s happy, she’s not needy
She’s an independent lady
And likes to be

Hell and Back

You may think that everything is random
And I know you feel alone and sometimes blue
But when the day is through well you damn well know it’s true
Hey darlin’, I’d go to hell and back with you, it’s true

You may think that every day’s a battle
And I know you wanna give in and sometimes do
But when the day is through well you damn well know it’s true
Hey darlin’, I’d go to hell and back with you

With you it’s true
I’d go to hell and back with you
It’s true

Good to Be

It’s a minor inconvenience
My fingers crack and then they bleed
Sometimes it hurts in a good way
Sometimes it’s just what I need

It’s a minor inconvenience
You know we’re way in the hole
Ain’t never cared about money
Ain’t never been much for goals

It’s okay, it’s alright, I’m alive and it’s good to be
It’s okay, it’s alright, I’m alive and it’s good to be
Yeah it’s good to be

It’s a minor inconvenience
You know we’re rarely around
I still live like a gypsy
Running from town to town

It’s a minor inconvenience
You know my car’s in the shop
I brought it back from the dead
I just don’t know when to stop

It’s okay, it’s alright, I’m alive and it’s good to be
It’s okay, it’s alright, I’m alive and it’s good to be
Yeah it’s good to be

A Thousand Gigs Ago

I can’t remember where it was we were going
I just recalled where I was last night
I ain’t too good with names but I remember faces
When I fell asleep I was feeling alright

How was I to know?
It’s all a thousand gigs ago

I can’t remember where it was we were staying
I lost track of where the hotel’s at
Can’t find the key, don’t know the number
I guess I’ll go sleep in the van out back

How was I to know?
It’s all a thousand gigs ago

A thousand gigs ago the old Ford still had legs
I had my belly full of beer and delusions all in my head
A thousand gigs ago

I can’t remember if I told you about Pittsburgh
Or if you ever hear how it went last night
We went to dinner and I got the wrong order
I was too tired to even fight that fight

How was I to know?
It’s all a thousand gigs ago

A thousand gigs ago the old Ford still had legs
We had our bellies full of beer and delusions all in our heads
A thousand gigs ago

I can’t remember where it was we were going
I just recalled where I was last night
I ain’t too good with names but I remember faces
When I fell asleep I was feeling alright
When I fell asleep I was feeling alright
When I fell asleep I was feeling alright

Piss and Moan

Yeah I know everybody’s got something that keeps them up at night
Something to complain about, you know something that just ain’t quite right

And it gets so easy to piss and moan
When it’s so hard to let things go

Yeah it could be your house or your job or your kid
Might be your car or your girl or even a gig

And it gets so easy to piss and moan
When it’s so hard to let things go
Though you know you know

It’ll mix you up
It’ll string you out
Until one and one make three
It’ll mix you up
It can bring you down
And that ain’t no place to be

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time
Your light it seemed to shine so bright
Once upon a time you shined so bright

Somewhere over time
Your light it ceased to shine so bright
Somehow over time it ceased to shine

When your light won’t shine
I’ll hold it close to mine though time
When your light don’t shine anymore