POSTCARDS LYRICS - NO BOURBON LYRICS - RECIEVER/REFLECTOR LYRICS POSTCARD LYRICS Dark and Lonely King of the road, drinking diesel black coffee Brakes clap at the whistle of the wind Where I’ll be Sunday, lord only knows Tonight these big wheels roll on to Mexico I love the midnight air, my window letting the rains in Smoke and steam dances off the hood Dashlight and sunshine keep this old boy straight Till these big wheels come rolling back again On and on like the beating of a drum While I’ve been mending hearts out in Alberta My songs are being sung, The entertainments getting drunk Out on these highways dark and lonely He ain’t no saint, still we called him preacher He’d tell us stories, and let us laugh with him From his nicotine stained fingers to his broken teeth The good lord had gave him something to believe A sight for sore eyes, my diamonds got rust If you see my family send them my love I’ll be on the road, singing my say Till these big wheels come rolling back again This Time Trying to get out of the line of fire, trying to get out of the lighting Trying to get out of coming down from places, I can’t remember climbing Trying to break old habits, an old dog with new tricks I’ve done things that I’m not proud of, but I’m getting over it I’ll treat you good, I’ll treat you right, I’ll treat you to all the best things in life I won’t stumble, woman I won’t quit When this train pulls out of town, I hope you’re on it This old record might be worn, I could swear I’ve heard it before This time, this time Six years have passed since I’ve seen you last The distance did us both good I got better and you moved on I guess I always knew you would I quit lighting fires that I couldn’t put out And thinking about how you were the only one That ever gave me the benefit of the doubt This old record might be worn, I could swear I’ve heard it before This time, this time Famous in Texas We sing songs the radio don’t play, and pay our dues the old fashion way You might not know this face, baby you’ve heard the name been down this road, and I’ll be back again Shiny black shoes, and a brand new Lexus Baby don’t you know I’m Famous in Texas Cletus at the wheel, drive us out of the rain Pressing steel on steel passing lane Hold on baby, said here we go Only four more miles to San Antone It’ll take much more than your fancy clothes if you want to impress us Baby don’t you know I’m Famous in Texas My mama worries and I know she’ll miss me Out with those midnight tricks all whistling dixie Said its all right mama, I’m not alone I’ve got a great big family out here on the road I bend all the rules mama, I can’t get arrested Baby don’t you know I’m Famous in Texas Three Shades of Blue Granny smokes them big cigars she drinks beer too She’s got these mice that keep her up at night and company the days through No more Saturday night card games or rounders at the shoe Granny’s in the poor house now in three shades of blue Three shades of blue, they say its from all the booze Three shades of blue, as life goes on Granny’s drink was whiskey, now the whiskey just won’t do She had to tame it down a notch, she just turned eighty two But her right hooks still hard and mean don’t get her mad at you Granny’s in the poor house now in three shades of blue It’s only four months till December and you know Granny hates all that cold Or how she could tell the weather by the aching in her bones The forecast looks cloudy it ain’t nothing new Granny’s in the poor house now in three shades of blue The Heart Goes On My baby’s love I know I can’t beat it With all my heart and soul I’ll treat her That’s just the way the heart goes on sometimes She’s got those eyes and she’ so forgiving I see her smile and feel like singing That’s just the way the heart goes on sometimes Come on roll em j I’m feeling lucky today But maybe just for today We may fall we won’t fall lonely For my love theirs one and only That’s just the way the heart goes on sometimes We’ve got this place we hide out under Out of the rain and the thunder That’s just the way the heart goes on sometimes And in my ear she whispers sweetly I’m yours and yours completely That’s just the way the heart goes on sometimes Corinna Sad Eyes Lonely was a lady, she sat up at the bar If it weren’t for booze, she’d probably starve Trading drinks on worn out smiles Lonelys going home alone tonight Every time there’s thunder I see Corinna sad eyes Sitting at the bar, sitting at the bar Well read and travelled, she’s a singer you know The famous poet nobody knows Made of glass and throwing stones Lonelys going home alone tonight Every time there’s thunder I see Corinna sad eyes Sitting at the bar, sitting at the bar Angel Today’s just about over The sky’s faded from blue to black And knowing me, and knowing me The airs cold tonight you tell me You’ve been holding up street lights again Knowing you, and all those crazy things we used to do May the sun always shine down on you May the skies hold a star just for you May the heavens be where ever you are Angel doesn’t live here anymore Your body feels ninety While your heads still seventeen But at seventeen living fast was easy I’m through with the rounders And letting my wits out of my sight But knowing me, always making up stories Crook Road Stuck in the night with rain like the kind that gets into your bones not a light within miles until liberty smiles at the end of Crook Road. I'll take it wherever I go and the whole wide world can know anywhere under the stars tonight. head in the clouds writing music that sounds like the end of the day as tough as it seems I'm building a dream and I'm going to ride it away. anywhere under the stars tonight Clint Duty Clint Duty was a ladies man who could never get his fill, had himself a wife and kid and a room at that old motel. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run. Fast Freddie could hold his own, and almost always did, but now he’s got no one but himself to blame for the broken down state he’s in. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run. Seems like he’s just making time Gone are the days he held his own Don’t you know he’s never been an angel He wont stop and say goodbye Deep down he’s always been alone He wont catch an angel with that stone Buster Dan always broke, so I bought him a beer. Not much for words he drank it down, and into the night he disappeared. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run. Old blind Jag was a friend of mine, lived his life on the run, and loved that damned accordian more than he loved his wife or son. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run Sorry old Bob tired of hating himself, every time he looked in the mirror. Through muddied eyes of booze and guilt, and ears that wouldn’t hear us. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run. I’m only the drummer when you don’t need me, and I could dream you fast asleep. Dodging alley’s in broken worlds, while the days they slowly creep. Under the gun, to beat hell he’d run. Going Home Daddy left home when I was ten, mama always quoting what the bible says One of these days son it wont be long, and you’ll be out in this world alone Grandma Betty found new ways for me to learn My pots and pans drumming never got on her nerves Music gonna take you around the world someday” I never could never argue with what grandma says I’m going home, all these highways look the same I got to go quick before I’m tired of this Gonna be in some other town by tonight Lucky strikes and a motel 6, nothing in the world a broken heart cant fix Set me up to let me down, there’s over forty nine faces that I could put on Leaving Vegas In Dusty’s old eldorado we took off on down the road Figured we’d hit Austin then maybe San Antone But he turned the radio as the announcer said Nevada’s Starlight lounge its where legends are made Only two more days of driving me and my old Silvertone And we’ll drop in on Nashville on our way back home Said he’s leaving town he’s gonna be a big star Ain’t coming back till that’s just what he’s done Left his momma a letter “ your gonna be proud of your son” I’m leaving Vegas on the run He left behind his clothes and all his old girlfriends Fuelled on truck stop coffee he had a character to invent By the time I get to Vegas you know it won’t be long No more playing the parlour jukebox for a buck and a half a song An overnight sensation the skeptics they’ll say Nevada Starlight lounge, it’s where legends are made Said he’s leaving town he’s gonna be a big star Ain’t coming back till that’s just what he’s done Left his momma a letter “your gonna be proud of your son” I’m leaving Vegas on the run He wasn’t getting very far playing these hotel lounges and bars With a drummer and a drinking problem Strumming on a out of tune guitar I’ve had all I can take of this and hell I’ll make it on my own And he packed up his guitar and was headed for the door “You really moved me with that song” the bartender said I’ll bet your going to be famous Singing at the Starlight lounge someday The Girl from West Virginia A grown up girl raised in a grown up world A mother and a child raised up St. Joseph style Her faith was strong From the time her schooling had begun she’d had anything but fun This bridge was burned long before this town was ever born Her faith was strong Takes the good with the bad laughing outside while feeling sad The girl from West Virginia She looked up to her priest But her innocence was gone And nothing he could preach Could ever bring it back again But her faith was strong He’d tell her do unto others as you’d have done unto you She’d never do to anyone the things she’s had done to her But her faith was strong Takes the good with the bad laughing outside while feeling sad The girl from West Virginia I’ve got no use for holidays I’ve got none to celebrate I see my mama twice a year when I kneel down on her grave Her faith was strong I ain’t got no job I don’t got no pension plan Everyday is a new arrival my fate is in god’s hands My faith is strong Takes the good with the bad laughing outside while feeling sad The girl from West Virginia Good Luck By the Sea Featuring -The D-Rangers Home is where the heart is please don’t get me started My heart beats in the centre of my chest I hear that lonesome whistle blow as the night turns day to dark and cold I remember stories Grandad used to tell In the navy, we tattooed pigs on our knees And when the night turned stormy It brought good luck by the sea Son don’t smoke, don’t be stupid you’ll die There’s better ways of getting by When I was a boy we walked bare foot in the snow Fourteen miles to school up hill and gravel road And when that school day was done With coal lake rocks we’d shoot the sun And dream about a life outside Alberta Son don’t drink too much or you’ll go blind There’s better ways of getting by Grandad used to say you’ve got three things in this world Ones your name, ones your word, and the others a pretty girl Now I’m a little bit older and a lot more settled in I said it then and I’ll say it now, I’d be proud to be like him Son be wise and weary of sin cause when you get to heaven They just might not let you in No Bourbon and Bad Radio No Bourbon and Bad Radio A tug on your coat Come out of the cold This place looks friendly And there’s people I know I’ll stay maybe one drink Bands so loud I can’t hear myself think Come on down this little joint I know [There’s no bourbon and Bad Radio] Thursday to Saturday Hits and misses Cold fifties (50’s) and Sicilian kisses Line em up Jude let em flow Watch them fall like dominoes Wednesday night just one place to go [There’s no bourbon and Bad Radio] III Setting up tearing down The look on Armando’s face When we get too loud Back door gone up in smoke Hey Frankie throw me a rope I’ll pick you up when you’re feeling low [There’s no bourbon and Bad Radio] IIII All these bands come and go It keeps changing so it never gets old Righteous Ike Wally Band Damon used to play here with his Dad This place is worth its weight in gold Even with no bourbon and Bad Radio Sad Story/Beautiful Song I Somethings got to give We're only so strong I don't know now we dragged this out so long There is no need in me asking And falling farther from grace I don't know who I wound up in this place [if our hearts were in the right place Things sure went wrong Sad story beautiful song] II You have the right to be angry For feeling left out Can you forgive me somehow It all seemed so easy But just out of my reach Hell I even look like a stranger to me [you swore our hearts would break But we carried on Sad story beautiful song] III My hearts on the highway On the "trail of tears" A history lost over the years I've been gone so long I've forgot what I left Took it apart, and couldn't put it back together again [you're always right, so I must be wrong Sad story beautiful song You swore our hearts would break But we carried on, sad story beautiful song My Harmony I Look who's laughing now The suns come down Funny how certain hours will make you feel alone I howl at the moon My radio blasting Life's just not the same since you've been gone II I had never felt so lost As you said you couldn't find me Some things take more than luck or timing If love were a ladder I'm sure I couldn't have climbed it Without falling into you [forever was something you said When you couldn't help feeling the night Chasing dawn by its tail While running from the light There isn't anything you couldn't have nad me believe You've the smile of an angel For you my heart (breathes) bleeds You're my harmony] We talked about old times and shared laughs with each other The sky let out a little light As our bodies fell like lovers Morning came like a rain to our parade Somethings are not so easy to explain I'd say if you came home I'd be easier to please But life's just not the same Since you've been gone [repeat] Bus Station Sadness Low is the cigarette That hangs in her mouth I’m going to break down these walls Just like a man and his anger Thunder in tow To break down by the side of the road II Have you ever been left for lonely Spent your last buck on a sin Known you had friends here But forgot where they lived Please mister watchman Let me slide I’m no staying here I’ll be gone tonight La de die de die dy dy III A woman sits lonely There’s a tear on her sleeve A bus station sadness and tonight she won’t sleep Please Mr. Driver let me ride I can’t stay here for another night. [la id da] Right on the Wrong Time Picket fences like broken teeth Somehow motion helps me sleep Scattered dreams like parts and salvage I want to show you what I’m really made of Like the rusty hinge of an old screen door Until I found the arms I was reaching for And I found the arms I was reaching for Pack those worries to be left behind [Right on the wrong time] II I don’t sleep on the weekends I’ve been saved by a judge I’m tired of one night stands And beds empty of love Nothing to pack when I leave Just me and my regret They haven’t built a doghouse that can hold me yet They haven’t built a doghouse that can hold me yet [Right on the wrong time] III Twenty-eight hundred miles to go It was hard to believe we were coming home Winter-bottom clover leaf I may be a sinner but I ain’t no thief Country card and songs for driving You don’t get to heaven by lying You don’t get to heaven by lying Pack those worries to be left behind [Right on the wrong time] Daytime Moon Daytime moon sleep so soon Eighteen wheels come creeping through I hang my head I dream of diesel We like our sunsets us prairie people Alive and awake I drift away Under a blanket of clouds and the blues off the lake There’s nothing left but silence now We know what we just don’t know how [I’ve got your picture Until I come back again Sometimes two hearts beat stronger When they’re farther apart Daytime moon] II On holidays Don’t take them so bad You know she hardly ever means what she says Just left me up Fill me with sound Try and try you can’t catch me know Nobody loves this life the way that I do Loneliness is an empty hotel room One night only and undercover We’ll tall like rain and dance like thunder [I’ve got your picture Until I come back again Sometimes two hearts beat stronger When they’re farther apart Daytime moon] Cold Cold Change Nolan/Miller Baby won’t you pour me another double while you’re here I’m not sure how much more of this I can take Baby won’t you draw the curtain back before you leave I’m not sure how much more of this I can face [Lonely was a stranger And fear was lonely’s friend I could feel a cold cold change coming down] II Baby won’t you tell me another story while you’re here I’m not sure how much more of this I can take Baby won’t you spin me a happy ending before you leave I’m not sure how much more of this I can fake [Bending all the rules The way only lovers do I could feel a cold cold change coming down Last Sunday Morning Unwritten letters and old photographs The way here voice sounded when she laughed Places that I’ve never been Things I said and didn’t mean All those things we said just wouldn’t do She liked soft music and dancing slow And knew all the words to my favorite songs My life had never seemed so good [There’s places you just can’t visit Without staying for awhile A wise man once told me Don’t go looking for trouble cause you’ll find it Try and get some sleep It was all just a dream Last Sunday Morning] II Burnt-out headlight stolen car Country road gone too far Patio swing and the moon in her window Counting our lucky starts Places that I’ve never been Things I said and didn’t mean All those things we said just wouldn’t do Repeat This Train This old train Is going to take you nowhere Nowhere you haven’t been before I’ll meet you there We haven’t any time to spare It’s the end of the world II These old boots Too worn for walking Two-step Watsons worn the leather right through I’ll meet you there We haven’t any time to spare It’s the end of the world III This old house To big and empty My bed is lonely at night without you I’ll meet you there We haven’t any time to spare It’s the end of the world Rosie Small town Word gets around It wasn’t me it was I broke down here By the side of the road [Rosie don’t leave me alone I keep losing myself when you’re not around It aint’ easy but I’m letting go I’ve never known anyone like you before] II Quarter moon two-star motel I’ve got a secret I promised not to tell Don’t worry I won’t let you down I know what they’re saying about me When I’m not around [Rosie don’t leave me alone I keep losing myself when you’re not around It aint’ easy but I’m letting go I’ve never known anyone like you before] Postcards Postcards to wish you well From dark highways and hill top motels Midnights air is cool and free One hundred miles from Sioux Saint Marie The roads are quiet while the truckers sleep The seventeen east bends and weeps Where Whispering Pine meets Black Dog Road If morning came I was too tired to know [Under these wheels Time beats slow Three more towns will pass Before the sun goes down Truck stop specials and country stores By tomorrow I will miss you more] II Pockets with pictures of you Each night you’re here with me too I’m not cold when I’m caught up in a breeze I’m not lonely when I’m too tired for sleep Black night – rearview mirror Almost like the world disappeared My love can be sent back home When my body’s out on the road Repeat [x1] Golden Time flies, I’ll see you tomorrow You look the same, as the first time that I saw you I’ve got a small apartment, and I’m living in the city I’m a waiter, collecting un-employment You’re looking well I heard that you got married And had children that live just down the road I traded simple living for the nightlife And it’s never felt quite right [You’re Golden it was so nice to see you] Daydreaming of sunny California While you work in the bar Pouring drinks for the lonely hearted With that old tattoo covering where the scars are They cut right through Having been faded by the sun there Repeat x [you’re Golden it was so nice to see you] You’re looking well RECEIVER\REFLECTOR LYRICS Bad liver/ broken heart Arkansas my head hurts I’d love to stick around And maybe make it worse But I’ve got a girl in Henrietta And her loves like tornado weather Its girls like this That keeps me trying She goes off like an air raid siren I come in clean and leave torn apart Bad liver and a broken heart Indian summer Oklahoma sunset If theirs a nicer place I haven’t been there yet Standing out front of the blue door To tired for sleep to drunk for more Its nights like these That keeps me trying A woman always knows when her man is lying It’s not me I’m just playing a part Bad liver and a broken heart I’ll get old before I’m good at this Who’s the president what year is it Does anyone about truth anymore Maybe that’s what songs are for You’re the wind and I’m on fire In this line of work no one retires You come in clean and leave torn apart Bad liver and a broken heart Ten Suggestions Peggy Exit 83 Whitsett Karnes city Armadillo hurricane lane I’ll know better if I come back again Corpus Christi, one night stand Drank to much and woke up in Roger marin’s band I’ll pay you back If we ever get home Tonight we sleep by the side of the road Two rooms Ten suggestions Up all night Asking questions They might keep me here If they catch us Enjoy your stay Don’t mess with texas I’m just a visitor Friend lets call this a draw No one said nothing about being from the wrong side of the law But your laws are different I could use some change Open up the skies Make it rain Two rooms Ten suggestions Up all night Asking questions They might keep me here If they catch us Enjoy your stay Don’t mess with texas All over now She always looks like she’s leaving Maybe something’s on her mind If she can’t walk she’ll crawl and come out on top of it all It wouldn’t be the first time Don’t say that it’s over We have only just fallen behind Just drive slow until were off this road We wouldn’t have been looking if it were easy to find Since you’ve been gone it’s all that I’m thinking of What the summer felt like to the person I was Maybe our hearts just fooled us somehow It’s all over It’s all over now She smiles when she’s sleeping I think she has secrets to hide I’m satisfied Tonites the night For the very last time Since you’ve been gone it’s all that I’m thinking of What the summer felt like to the person I was Maybe our hearts just fooled us somehow It’s all over It’s all over now Broken You broke it Broke it right off Left it lying in the yard to rust It’s been broken for some time now I tried to fix it but I don’t know how I could never just let things be You don’t chose your memories When their broken It was real quiet The whole drive too I wasn’t even thinking about you Cigarette burns Dirty shirt Around here the mornings always hurt Curly haired Wild and free you don’t chose your family To be broken Clean conscience Weak heart Destined to be scrapped for parts When the night brings cold Remember me The bodies left The spirits free He always takes the ones I like best I guess the rest of us aren’t ready yet broken Dutch I’m so tired of weddings I’ve stopped making friends We had some good times I remember them It may have been the motion It might have been the light But I will never go back to where we were that night Mama it’s too late Mama it’s too late To learn from these mistakes Mama it’s too late You keep saying I’m not here I started to leave Can’t shake this feeling I need to get some sleep Many a man has come before Where the road has got him beat Coming off a late night elvis presley street Mama it’s too late Mama it’s too late To learn from these mistakes It’s a family trait Mama it’s too late Shuffle step turn and stumble hesitate I don’t like these crowded streets I’d rather stay inside I might have been a better man If I’d only tried I had good intentions my words just come out wrong And the next time that I cry You’ll know somebody died Mama its too late Everything to Everybody Kind of lean And off key No one makes a monkey out of me Your mouth percussion My broke rhymes You can’t be everything to everybody all the time Fresh out of love Your hearts sick With half a mind that just won’t quit In need of service And stuck in line You can’t be everything to everybody all the time You’ve been down Played out You know just what I’m talking about Caught up Spun round Your whole wide worlds been turned upside down I found my courage I crossed that bridge Even if I lose I win I was already there I couldn’t just leave Now this is between you and me I was all lit up And oh so proud I built it up just to tear it back down I’m at a loss for words You can’t find me You can’t be everything to everybody all the time Thirsty Thursday Up all night crossing two streets at once A thirsty Thursday like a sucker punch Three blocks down two streets over A basement suite with a stairway to nowhere Castaways and wedding bands Dirty money vacation plans Take our rent Pay my bail Travel light this can’t fail It’s on our TV’s And on your cell phones It’s on the laptop And blasting out my radio Everybody’s waiting on something Forget the taxis a limo’s cheaper You found her you can keep her If someone can get me off this plane I swear I’ll never drink again I’ll start each day with a gospel song Who said we both can’t be wrong Prairie skyline country moon You’re here because I invited you It’s on our TV’s And on your cell phones It’s on the laptop And blasting out my radio Everybody’s waiting on something Open Spaces I’ve got a girl She can do no wrong Sweeter than any old country song For her my heart sings She’s my everything Like angels from heavenly places And the little things time erases Like those wide open spaces Mikey missed the six In the moon where the deer shed their horns And I’m not the same man that you knew before A hand rolled cigarette and my good graces Oh and the looks on their faces And those wide open spaces Between sadness and smirk Joy and the hurt How else are we going to learn We’ll make some time Were right behind And still a hundred miles between us I stood by with my hand on the trigger While the captain and the beard Were sent down the river Where’s your shoes Boy what went wrong What do you call a singer Without a song I’m bad with names But good with faces You want to find me you know the places Wide open spaces Settled Down I’ve changed my way of living I’ll be more reasonable Sometimes I want to let go when this weights too much to pull There’s a man on main street with a bullhorn And a borrowed cigarette And a little place we can meet And drink till we forget That we’ve settled down Sometimes I want to light it up and bring a little trouble round Sometimes even I forget that I’ve settled down It isn’t luck It isn’t money Its not about anything ain’t that funny I built this thing from the ground up From end to end I’ll be here singing my heart out with all my new friends Until we settle down Sometimes I want to light it up and bring a little trouble round Sometimes even I forget that I’ve settled down These feet are too tired for peddling This engines gone black I ain’t starting over or looking back If the song lives on after the singer’s gone And there ain’t no place to stand I’ll tell you baby I don’t mean maybe I was a lucky man I settled down Sometimes I want to light it up and bring a little trouble round Sometimes even I forget that I’ve settled down Tanjalee Sleepy little town Brother lives there There’s nothing like family And you can always find them here Middle of the night Perimeter highway Say goodnight for me Just tell them I found my way Tanjalee Has taken to the highway Its only when I’m moving Things seem to go my way Everything’s changed I don’t feel the same If I see you again Will you remember my name Hearts break easily Between hope and trust Between piping and preaching There's spinning dust Sleepy little town Brother lives there There's nothing like family And you can always find them here. Tanjalee Be careful on that highway