ONE ENDLESS NIGHT
DOWN BY THE BANKS
OF THE GUADALUPE
NO LONESOME TUNE
GOODBYE OLD MISSOULA
GEORGIA ROSE
YOUR LOVE IS MY REST
BLUE SHADOWS
DEFYING GRAVITY
RIPPLE
RAMBLIN' MAN
DARCY FARROW
MACK THE KNIFE
DFW
ONE ENDLESS NIGHT
J. D. G i l m o r e and D a
v i d H a m m o n d
Irving Music Inc. BMI
Jade EG Music BMI
Two Bagger Music BMI
Hydra's Teeth Music, BMI
One Endless night
So very long ago
Close as the moment
I held someone
To be the last
To be the only one
For all and everything
One Endless night.
When you awoke
And told me of your dream
The waves that rolled across
The starry skies
And broke upon
Your heart and disappeared
And promised everything
One Endless night.
I see you now
And I suppose
Everything's changed and rearranged
But no-one knows
The why or how
Or if it might
Be what depends on how it ends
One Endless night.
Your gift to me
Is nothing I can hold
The silence fades away
To find the song.
This, too, shall pass
We two and everything
And this your gift to me
One Endless night.
This is your gift to me
One Endless night.
M u s i c i a n s
Electric guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Acoustic guitar - Darrell Scott
Mandoguitar - Buddy Miller
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
Vocal - Emmylou Harris
DOWN BY THE BANKS OF THE GUADALUPE
B u t c h H a n c o c k
RAINLIGHT MUSIC ASCAP
Down by the banks of the Guadalupe
On a summer's evening and a haloed moon
Wide-eyed as nightowls, naked as a dream
We washed our love in the rippling waters of a rambling stream.
We slept like time itself under diamond
skies
Far from the bright lights and the city's lies
Our love arose like a morning dream
And it was washed in the rippling waters of a rambling stream.
Well the mountain dreams of a blanket of
snow
And the wild wind dreams of directions it might blow
But the river's dream is a dream of love
And a dream of sweet reflections from above.
Down by the banks of the river of change
We watched the river running from the wishes of the mountain
range
And the stars and the wildwood played the season's theme
And it was washed in the rippling waters of a rambling stream.
Down by the banks of the Guadalupe
On a summer's evening and a haloed moon
Wide-eyed as nightowls, naked as a dream
We washed our love in the rippling waters of a rambling stream.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Electric guitar - Buddy Miller
Autoharp - Jim Hoke
Bass - Byron House
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
Vocal - Victoria Williams
NO LONESOME TUNE
T o w n e s V a n Z a n d t
EMI MUSIC PUBLISHING INC. ASCAP
Well I ain't gonna sing no lonesome tune
Oh, Babe, I'm coming soon
I cannot believe I stayed so long away.
But a man must look around
And you're the sweetest thing I've found
Your lost high roller's rolling home today.
Well my daddy said to me
Son, it's hard as you will see
To find someone upon whom to rely.
And in the kitchen Mama sneezed
And he grinned big as you please
Said "Bless you" and a tear come to his eye.
Well I did decide that very day
That I would like to live that way
And now I know I've just been wasting time.
It's with you that I should be
And if you feel the same about me
Well I'm headed home along the straightest line.
I ain't gonna sing no lonesome tune
Oh, Baby, I'm coming soon
I cannot believe I stayed so long away.
But a man must look around
And you're the sweetest thing I've found
Your lost high roller's rolling home today.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Electric guitar - Buddy Miller
Dobro - Darrell Scott
Fiddle - Tammy Rogers
Bass - Byron House Drums -
Don Heffington
Vocal - Buddy Miller
GOODBYE OLD MISSOULA
W i l l i s A l a n R a m s
e y
WISHBONE MUSIC ASCAP
Seaching for the sunlight
On this winter's day.
Here in old Missoula,
They locked the sun away.
Come tomorow morning
I'll head for the Bozeman round
And it's goodbye to old Missoula, sleepy town.
I met a girl named Rosie,
Sweet as she could be.
But I guess that Rosie
Didn't have eyes for me.
Time it waits for no-one
Lord, why did I hesitate?
And it's goodbye to old Missoula, a day too late.
Clouds that hang on the mountain
They make me lonesome inside.
And these four walls that surround me
They leave me no place to hide.
The show in this town is over
Or maybe it never began
And it's goodbye to old Missoula, I've done all I can.
(Inst.)
Goodbye, Rosie - you'll never know
And time says my love will pass
But if I can remember your smiling face
That's all of time that I ask
The show in this town is over
Or maybe it never began
And it's goodbye to old Missoula, I've done all I can.
Goodbye to old Missoula,
Goodbye to old Missoula,
Goodbye to old Missoula, sleepy town.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Mandolin - Darrell Scott
Fiddle - Tammy Rogers
Baritone guitar - Buddy Miller
B3 - Phil Madeira
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Vocal - Julie Miller
GEORGIA ROSE
W a l t e r H y a t t
BERRY HILL SONGS BMI
Dusty roads and winter time,
Tonight I'm thinking of the town
And the one I left behind
To do this rambling 'round.
Tonight I'm drinking while I'm thinking
Until the beer joints close
And I'm thinking of someone
I called my Georgia Rose.
It's on dusty streets we walked
And talked of things to be
And she never laughed or mocked
My wanting to be free Tonight I'm free
to walk these streets
While the wind cuts through my clothes.
And I'm free to dream forever
About my Georgia Rose.
So come to my dreams
Sweet as a flower
Blooming among the pines
Georgia Rose
Still my desire
Once you could have been mine.
Sometimes a man makes certain choices
And they lead his heart somewhere
Sometimes he follows certain voices
And he don't seem to care.
Oh how I love that little town
Down on the Eastern coast
And I love that pretty girl
I called my Georgia Rose.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic Guitar - Rob Gjersoe and Darrell Scott
Electric guitar - Buddy Miller
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Vocals - The Calloway Sisters, Buddy Miller
YOUR LOVE IS MY REST
J o h n H i a t t
CAREERS BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING BMI
These are the words that cry out of me
in the night.
Like a buffalo herd from a shotgun blast scattered in flight
I got a one track mind
Going down a one train line
Living on dreams half the time
Going west
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.
The coal catches fire and I'm down the
wire in a flash
That big old smoksack is belching out black smoke and ash
So sad to think of
Hurting the one you love
But surely that's what leaving does
You'd know best.
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.
I stand in the land of Custer's last stand
and I grin
So this is where old yellow-hair's ghost-dance begins
I got the blood on my hands
Can't even live where I stand
I'm just a travelling man
Cursed or blessed
I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Darrell Scott
12string electric guitar - Buddy Miller
B3-Phil Madeira
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Vocal - Buddy Miller
BLUE SHADOWS
J. D. G i l m o r e and H. K
e t c h u m
IRVING MUSIC INC. BMI
JADE EG MUSIC BMI
TWO BAGGER MUSIC BMI
HAL KETCHUM MUSIC BMI
Blue Shadows
Devil moon over head
Blue Shadows
On a half-empty bed
Broken promises, loving words left unsaid
I remember them all
As Blue Shadows fall.
Is twilight more lonely than any other
time?
It sure feels that way to me tonight.
The sound of your laughter
The joy of your smile
The sky on the day we met
I remember them all
As Blue Shadows fall.
Blue Shadows
Devil moon over head
Blue Shadows
On a half-empty bed
Broken promises, loving words left unsaid
I remember them all
As Blue Shadows fall.
Has sunset forever been like the end of
time?
It sure seems that way to me tonight.
The misunderstandings,
The letters unsent,
The echoes of every goodbye
I remember them all
As Blue Shadows fall.
Blue Shadows
Devil moon over head
Blue Shadows
On a half-empty bed
Broken promises, loving words left unsaid
I remember them all
As Blue Shadows fall.
M u s i c i a n s
Electric guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Acoustic guitar - Darrell Scott, Buddy Miller
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
Vocals - Cry Cry Cry - Richard Shindell, Lucy Kaplansky, Dar
Williams
DEFYING GRAVITY
J e s s e W i n c h e s t e
r
HOT KITCHEN MUSIC BMI
FOURTH FLOOR MUSIC INC BMI
WB MUSIC CORP BMI
I live on a big round ball.
I never do dream I may fall.
And even if one day I do,
Well I'll jump off and smile back at you.
I don't even know where we are.
They'll tell you we're circling a star.
Well I'll take their word, I don't know
But I'm dizzy so it may be so.
(Inst.)
I'm riding a big round ball.
I never do dream I may fall.
And even the high must lay low
So when I do fall I'll be glad to go.
(Inst.)
I live on a big round ball.
I never do dream I may fall.
And even if one day I do, Well I'll jump off and smile back at
you.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Electric guitar - Buddy Miller
Mandolin- Darrell Scott
B3-Phil Madeira
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
Vocal - Jim Lauderdale
RIPPLE
J. Garcia, Robert Hunter
ICE NINE PUBLISHING CO INC ASCAP
If my words did glow
with the gold of sunshine
and my tunes were played
on the harp unstrung
would you hear my voice
come through the music
would you hold it near
as it were your own?
It's a hand me down
The thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better
left unsung
I don't know
Don't really care
Let there be songs
to fill the air
Ripple in still water
when there is no pebble tossed
nor wind to blow
Reach out your hand
if your cup be empty
If your cup is full
may it be again
Let it be known
there is a fountain
that was not made
by the hands of men
And there's a road
no simple highway
between the dawn
and the dark of night
If you go
no one may follow
That path is for
your steps alone
Ripple in still water
when there is no pebble tossed
nor wind to blow
You who choose
to lead must follow
but if you fall
you fall all alone
If you should stand
who's to guide you?
If I knew the way
I would take you home
M u s i c i a n s
Dobro - Rob Gjersoe
Acoustic guitar - Buddy Miller
Fiddle - Tammy Rogers
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Vocal - Jim Lauderdale
RAMBLIN' MAN
B u t c h H a n c o c k
RAINLIGHT MUSIC ASCAP
Well I'm your Ramblin' Man and I can lift
your latch
I could stay here, Mama, but I got me some trains to catch.
When that cold north wind stops blowing
I'll still be walking the line
You ever see me laughing little lady,
I'm laughing just to keep from crying
I'm your Ramblin' Man and some Christmas time
Won't you hang my holy socks on a midnight line.
Well that mountainside's just gonna sit
there
That river's gonna rush on by.
But don't ask me to hang around
I couldn't stay here if I tried
I'm your Ramblin' Man and I can go where I choose
And if you sing me a song, Mama, make it a midnight blues.
(Inst.)
Well don't that moon look beautiful, Baby,
Climbing up through the sky?
Well it looks like I'm gonna chase that moon
Mama, 'til the day I die
I'm your Ramblin' Man and there ain't no doubt
I'm gonna hang out late, Mama, with the midnight crowd
(Inst.)
Where the silver starlight glistens
On the green mossy banks of time
I'm gonna spend my long nights listening
And looking for a star that's mine
I'm your Ramblin' Man, and 'til I come home
Won't you hang my midnight mail on a rolling stone.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Electric guitar - Darrell Scott
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
Vocal - Jim Lauderdale
DARCY FARROW
T. C a m p b e l l and S. G
i l l e t t e
CHERRY BELL MUSIC CO. ASCAP
Where the Walker runs down through the
Carson Valley plain
There lived a maiden Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed over the range.
Her voice was as sweet as the sugar candy
Her touch was as soft as a bed of Eider-down
Her eyes shone bright as the pretty lights
That shine in the night out of Yerrington town.
She was courted by a young Vandermeer
And quite handsome was he as I'm to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows came that year.
But her pony he did stumble and he did
fall
Her dying cut the hearts from us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet in his brain
And we buried them together as the snow began to fall.
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee
runs through
They tell of her beauty in Virginia City, too
At dusky sundown to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy whose love was true.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic and electric guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Bouzouki- Darrell Scott
B3 - Phil Madeira
Bass - Byron House
Drums - Don Heffington
MACK THE KNIFE
B e r t h o l d B r e c h t,
K u r t W e i l l, M a r c B l i t z s t e i n
EUROPEAN AMERICAN DISTRIBUTORS CORP ASCAP
Oh the shark has pretty teeth, Dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jacknife has Macheath, Dear
And he keeps it out of sight.
When the shark bites through his victim
Scarlet spreads amongst the green
But white gloves wears our Macheath, Dear
And the blood is never seen.
Seven children and their grandpa
In the fire near old Soho
Who's that creeping aound the corner?
Doesn't speak and doesn't know.
Solly Silverstein has vanished
Likewise other rich young men
And Macheath has all their money
Try and prove it if you can.
Sookey Tawdry, Jenny Diver Polly Peachum,
Lucy Brown
Oh the line forms on the right, Dear
Now that Mackie's back in town.
Oh the shark has pearly teeth, Babe
And he keeps them in his face
Just a jacknife has Macheath, Babe
Keeps it in a different place.
M u s i c i a n s
Acoustic and electric guitar - Rob Gjersoe
Steel guitar - Darrell Scott
Bass - Byron House
B3 - Phil Madeira
Drums - Don Heffington
Percussion - Steve Hindalong
DFW
J i m m i e D a l e G i l m
o r e
IRVING MUSIC INC. BMI
JADE EG MUSIC BMI
TWO BAGGER MUSIC BMI
Fort Worth and Dallas, about a million
miles away
I want to tell you, but I don't know what to say
There's a storm cloud coming and there may be a little delay
You cannot stay but you cannot stay away.
Fort Worth and Dallas, about a million
miles from here
But they're close enough and you ain't got nothin to fear
Every body from everywhere is coming from far and near
And you gotta berlieve you got a flightpath free and clear
Fort Worth and Dallas, about a million
miles apart
I couldn't get around 'em and I knew it from the start
That's what you get when you mix up music and art
One stole my mind and the other one stole my heart.
Fort Worth and Dallas, about a million
miles from me
Somewhere between the middle of Texas and the deep blue sea
I swear I don't know how it came to be
That I'm singing this song in the middle of Tennessee.
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