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Seed of a Tumbleweed
04:46
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Seed Of A Tumbleweed
V1
He was born in Fresno County
In a little place called Huron
His Dad drove a caterpillar
His momma kept the soup on
A few years in that dust bowl
He grew up kind of fast
With a tattoo on his shoulder
Wailin' on a stratocast....er
(Chorus)
Raised beneath a rosebush thorn
A seed of a tumbleweed
Close to the oak, a fallen acorn
The seed of a tumbleweed
V2
He was headed in the wrong direction
But luck had a hard wind blowin' north
He blew into the valley
Where he would stay the course
His years of schoolin' where finished there
That kept the demons at bay
Now and then the wind blew south
But he turned his head away
(Chorus)
(Solo)
(Bridge)
He always wanted to do his daddy proud
But felt his momma's scorn
Time has a way of movin' on
He made it through the storm
(Chorus)
Raised beneath a rosebush thorn
A seed of a tumbleweed
Close to the oak, a fallen acorn
The seed of a tumbleweed
Farrell Jackson © 3/31/06
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2. |
Green Light
03:51
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Green Light
(V1) Our eyes locked from across the street
She's on the corner for me to meet
I think my luck is getting better
She looks fine in that red sweater
When is this light going to change?
I'm all agitated and feelin' deranged
Give me a signal to start walking
I need a chance to start talking
(Chr) I need a green light!
I need a green light!
(V2) She passed me by like I wasn't there
Maybe it was my love crazed stare
Oh well tomorrow is another day
I know she's gonna be comin' this way
A different strategy is in order
If I have any chance to court her
Here I am at that same stupid light
I need to improve my plight
(Chr) I need a green light!
I need a green light!
(solo break in A, D, E, E, G, A ) (Chorus)
(V3) It took some doing but we did meet
She's a real lady and very discreet
We went out on our very first date
To my surprise we ended up at her place
The conversation was easy, not forced
Sparks were flying and I knew the course
Now I'm not much in that baseball zone
But I rounded third base and headed for home
(Chr 2x) I've got the green light!
I've got the green light!
Farrell Jackson © 3-15-13
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3. |
This Is It
04:35
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This Is It
Workin' the late shift.... at a dead end job
Just another name.... on the time sheet log
A million places..... I'd rather be
Like playin' in a bar.....drinkin' rot-gut whiskey
As my night ends..... and turns to day
My car knows the road...turns in my driveway
I open a beer.....tastes mighty fine
It's simple pleasures....that help pass the time
If this is it....life's called my bluff
If this is it....it's been rough
If this is it....I won't trade up
If this is it....that's good enough
Where did the years..... all disappear?
Gone like a lady...... fallen like tears
This is the path..... I'm stuck with
My rising star..... is a long gone myth
If this is it....life's called my bluff
If this is it....it's been rough
If this is it....I won't trade up
If this is it....that's good enough
I have my memories...of the good times
I should write a book.....fill it with rhythms
So many stories......so many places
Brings on a smile.......like holding aces
(Inst. solo)
If this is it....life's called my bluff
If this is it....it's been rough
If this is it....I won't trade up
If this is it....that's good enough
Farrell Jackson © 03-10-12
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4. |
Lucky Day
03:41
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Lucky Day
(V1) The sun has come today
It's time to turn the page
I'll look for another way
Oh nothing left to say
(V2) I don't need you anymore
Still not sure what's in store
I know there's plenty more
Through that open door
(Chr) No more heated fights
No more sleepless nights
No more cheatin' ways
It's my lucky day
(V3) I don't need these complications
No lying explainations
I can't hold this fort down
When you're out running around
(V4) Gonna pack my bags today
Head Lousianna way
If you don't like what I say
Well babe....that's OK
(Chr) No more heated fights
No more sleepless nights
No more cheatin' ways
It's my lucky day
No more heated fights
No more sleepless nights
No more cheatin' ways
It's my lucky day
It's....My.....Lucky......Day
It's my lucky day......it's my lucky day.....It's my lucky day.......
Farrell Jackson © 03-25-11
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5. |
Forever Endlessly
04:11
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6. |
U'r bad
03:19
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U'r Bad
(V1) When I call you on the phone
You don't answer, 'cos you're not alone
Is this your way of saying goodbye?
Is it really over this time?
Pre Chorus
Now I know you've been treating me mean
Is this you're way of avoiding a scene?
(Chr) U'r bad
In not a good way
U'r bad
You're making me pay
(V2) So I'm listening to your answering machine
It picked up on the second ring
"Leave a message..... have a good day"
But I need to say it to your face
Pre Chorus
Now I know you've been treating me mean
Is this you're way of avoiding a scene?
No conversation, can you explain?
Before we derail this fast moving train
(V3) Nothing I say will change a thing
I'm not good at hiding my pain
You have no scruples, You have no shame.
It' not my fault...... you're to blame
U'r bad....oh baby real, real bad
(Outro verse)
U'r bad.... in not a good way
U'r bad.... you're making me pay
U'r bad..... the way you've played
U'r bad..... that's all I can say
U'r bad......oh baby real, real bad
U'r bad......yes real, real bad
U'r bad
Farrell Jackson © 02-18-11
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7. |
Girl In Denver
04:04
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Girl In Denver
(V1) He's out there checking fences
His bucket full of wrenches
He rides his rusty quad
Dodging the clumps of sod
(V2) He wraps a wire around the post
Still thinking about the most...
Beautiful face on the planet
He whispers the words "damn it"
(Chr) He's thinking about the girl in Denver
He wonders if she still remembers
The night that they danced....seemed forever
The goodbye kiss, that he'll never.....forget
He'll always regret...but never forget...
The girl in Denver
(instrumental solo)
(Brdg) If there was a second chance
He would asked for another dance
But do overs never come
Where winning's an 8 second run
(V3) That was thirty years ago or more
She knew his choice and the score
She said there's no future in Rodeo
And stayed in the Colorado snow
(Chr) He's thinking about the girl in Denver
He wonders if she still remembers
The night that they danced....seemed forever
The goodbye kiss that he'll never.....forget
He'll always regret...but never forget...
The girl in Denver
(V4) So he's out there checking fences
With a worn out set of wrenches
He can see her face clearly
And mends another lost memory.......
Farrell Jackson © 2-02-12
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8. |
Southern Boy
03:46
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Southern Boy
(V1) I can feel that warm breeze
Blowing through the willow trees
Sittin' on the edge of the pond
As calming as a Southern song
Give me a glass of sweet tea
Give me some of those black eyed peas
A little cornbread to go along
With honey butter you can't go wrong
Woah Ohooooooo.....I'm a Southern Boy
(Chr) You can take the boy out of the South
You can't take the South out of the boy
There's nothin' finer than those Southern Belles
( I'd love to talk about those Southern Belles)
But a Southern boy never tells
Woah Ohooooooo
(V2) It's been a while since I've been there
A slower pace with fewer cares
Time and time I wonder back
The daydreams feed the things I lack
The air's so thick it cuts with a knife
Spreading out with a tasteful slice
I feel a strong need to preserve
In my mind my spot's reserved
Woah Ohooooooo.....I'm a Southern Boy
(Chr) You can take the boy out of the South
But you can't take the South out of the boy
There's nothin' finer than those Southern Belles
But a Southern boy never tells
Woah Ohooooooo......
Woah Ohooooooo...... bring it home.
(Instrumental - Solo)
(Chorus 2x's)
Farrell Jackson © 05-18-12
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9. |
Restless Mind
03:55
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"Restless Mind"
V1
Deep thoughts, leave me alone
Go talk on someone else's phone
Please dial another number
Let me be, I need to slumber
Pre-chr
If it was just one problem, occupying space
I could solve it with ease, at a quickened pace
Before I find the solution to one
In pops another, a new directions begun
Chorus
Oh restless mind of mine
You're out of step, you're out of sync
You're out of time
Oh restless mind of mine
You should be sleeping, not thinking
Down the line
V3
How do I shut down, give me a clue?
Don't leave me here to come unglued
My body's so tired, I need to rest
This must be some kind of cruel test
Pre-chr
Round go a million thoughts, spinning in my head
They keep circling back, to things I wish I'd said
Still there's hope that my dreams will win
Before it's time to arise and begin
( chorus and instrumental interlude)
V4
It's 3 am, I'm winning the race
I drift off to calms embrace
As I knee jerk awake, it's only 3:10
Deep thoughts again..
Farrell Jackson (c) 1/24/06
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10. |
Country Drive
02:47
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11. |
Take Me Away
04:11
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TAKE IT AWAY
TAKE ME OUT OF HERE
SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY
TO A BETTER PLACE
SHOW ME THE WAY
TAKE AWAY THIS PAIN
ALL THIS HURT INSIDE
EVERYDAY THERE'S RAIN
NO SHELTER TO HIDE
I LIVE IN MY OWN HELL
TORMENTED DAY BY DAY
LIFE IN AN EMPTY SHELL
I CAN'T GO ON THIS WAY
NO MORE LOVE TO SHARE
NOT A MOMENT MORE
I DON'T REALLY CARE
ALREADY BEEN HERE BEFORE
TAKE ME AWAY
TAKE AWAY THIS PAIN
NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
NOTHING LEFT TO GAIN
LIFE HAS PASSED ME BY
FEELING HOLLOWNESS
WISHING WELL GONE DRY
FILLED WITH EMPTINESS
DRY UP THE LONELY TEAR
AND ALL THE BITTERNESS
NOTHING LEFT TO FEAR
A HEART OF LONLINESS
TAKE IT ALL AWAY
AN OCEAN I CAN'T SAIL
I DON'T WANT TO STAY
WHEN ALL I DO IS FAIL
©Copyright2012/Linda Fry
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12. |
Circle Circus
04:42
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Circle Circus
( V1) I keep running around in circles
trying to stay out of my way
but I bump into my shadow
and knock myself down again
There's got to be a simple exit
On this crazy loop station
There's got to be a way off
This over the top nation
(Chr) It's a circle circus
Clowns are driving the bus
It's a circle circus
The wheels are starting to rust
It's a circle circus (circle circus)
It's a circle circus (circle circus)
(V2) I'm not one to have patience
In fact I'm quite impatient
Don't asked me to herd cats
That's not where I'm at
I see a lose lose situation
That's not hard to discern
There's no need for explaination
Some people never learn
(Chr) It's a circle circus
Clowns are driving the bus
It's a circle circus
The wheels are starting to
It's a circle circus (circle circus)
It's a circle circus (circle circus)
(solo break) (repeat chorus 2x's)
(Coda) If I want to make change
I don't get all deranged
I keep my head about me
Without it I just can't see
Farrell Jackson © 7-30-12
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