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I fell in love with the West of Ireland many years ago. I miss it when I'm not there. This song is for John Tiernan of Murrisk Bay, and for all the wonderful people in the West.
Hello, this is Maggie
I just called to check in
And find out if you're okay
And to let you know
That you have a friend
And I was thinkin' about you today
I know I don't always
Pay attention to you
I let my life get in the way
But sometimes at night
When I close my eyes
I picture you standin' here
With that smile on your face
CHORUS: I found your shirt in the back of the closet
Your old coffee cup in the cabinet in the den
A leather glove from a long time ago
Made me want to call you today and check in
I would promise I would call you
At least once a week
But we both know
That wouldn't be true
Just know that you
Are always in my heart
You're my friend
And I'll always love you
Repeat CHORUS
I fell in love with the West of Ireland many years ago. I miss it when I'm not there. This song is for John Tiernan of Murrisk Bay, and for all the wonderful people in the West.
I'm a wealthy man in Connemara
I own the hills down to the sea
The silver pools, the golden heather
Wait there in my dreams for me
So many friends in Murrisk Abbey
Lie so still now by the bay
But I can hear their ringing laughter
In my dreams so far away
CHORUS: Galway to County Mayo
Holds all I'll ever need
I'm a wealthy man in Connemara
When I'm away I'm poor indeed
I love a land that is not mine, now
My heart was stolen long ago
A stranger passing through these valleys
And along the Garavogue
Down the winding streets of Sligo
A cold sea crashing to the shore
Of a lonely beach on Achill Island
Will I see them anymore?
Repeat CHORUS
I've got a thing about velvet
The way it feels against my skin
I got a thing about you -
hell...I got a thing about men
I like the way they look at me
With that twinkle in their eye
They make me feel like a Gypsy queen
Dancin' barefoot 'round the fire
I've got a thing about a rushin' stream
In the middle of the woods
Feel the water on my bare skin
So sweet and cool
CHORUS: Got a thing about you
You got a thing about me
We got a good thing goin'
Feels so wild and free
Got a thing about a stormy night
The rain dancin' on my skin
Powerful natural forces
My hair blowin' in the wind
Kinda' like a hurricane
Feels so out of control
Like a man with a ragin' fire
He's all heart and soul
Repeat CHORUS
After all these years of writing doleful, depressing 'folk' songs, I finally came up with a Pop song. We call it "Bubble Gum Mud."
How many times can I tell you that I love you?
How many times can I tell you what you mean to me?
How many ways can you turn your back
And leave me Cryin'?
How many days can I spend without you?
How many hours can we be apart?
How many ways can you find to hurt me
And leave me cryin'?
CHORUS: I count the tears that fall
Tell me do I count at all?
How can you be so cold and leave me cryin'?
Tell me do you think of me?
I don't know how you can go
And leave me cryin' And leave me cryin'
The time will come
When I don't need you anymore
The time will come
When I stop tryin'
It'll be your turn to count the days
When I leave you cryin'
When I leave you cryin'
Repeat CHORUS:
CHORUS: Bread and butter and blackberry jelly
Nothin' better to fill my belly
Oh, man, I just gotta tell ya'
Bread and butter and blackberry jelly
Oh........
You can pick 'em in the day
You can pick 'em at night
They got little thorns but they sure do bite
But if you cook 'em up just right
You'll have a big ol' jar
Of Blackberry jelly
Repeat CHORUS
You can spread it with a fork
You can spread it with a knife
But a big ol' spoon'll
Spread it out just right
I go to bed and I dream every night
About bread and butter
And blackberry Jelly
CHORUS
CHORUS:
I don't want to run away from you
I just want you to look me in the face
Look me in the face and tell me,
Tell me, tell me what you want me to do
You don't want to go anywhere
You don't want to do anything
You just want to sit on the couch
And watch your T.V.
Repeat CHORUS
When you used to hold me in your arms
I thought you were my world
There was no better feeling in my life
Than to be your girl
Repeat CHORUS
I don't want to hang around
If you don't love me any more
I don't want to talk to you on the phone
I don't want to see you at my door
Repeat CHORUS
Such a pretty day
To feel this way
I wish it would rain
Face to face
With nothing to say
I wish it would rain
Your bags are packed
You said you're leaving
I said, 'Your eyes are dry'
You said, 'Looks are deceiving'
I wish it would rain
You said 'some words
Can't be unspoken'
You said 'My heart Can't be unbroken'
You said 'I thought I could stay
And make it through this day'
God, I wish it would rain
Cruel blue skies
That look in your eyes
I wish it would rain
Standing here Like the fool
I am I wish it would rain
I step aside and watch you go
No words, but I think you know
I wish it would rain
I wish it would rain
I wish it would rain
He's a desperate man, in desperate times
His young son in the back seat
Now he's crossed the line
God damn the people trying to rule his life
He used to have a good job
Used to have a wife
If he can make it to Oklahoma
Maybe he can set things right
But there's an Amber Alert
On the airwaves tonight
So many wrong turns in these crooked days
So easy to make mistakes,
And lose your way
Now he has his baby boy
He has a second chance
Time to leave the booze behind
And be the kind of man
His boy can rely on
Maybe he can set things right
But there's an Amber Alert
On the airwaves tonight
82 Impala
Out of state plates
Almost like a beacon on the Interstate
Primer-grey hood
Citation-yellow doors
Money for some fast food
But not much more
But back in Oklahoma
He can find a job
With a little bit of luck
A little help from God
Set him on the right track
And make things right
Damn that Amber Alert
On his radio tonight
Pulls over to the roadside
Sees his son's eyes
Tears rolling down his cheeks
Spilling from his eyes
Staring back at Daddy
Through the mirror in the dark
Eases to a stop
And he puts the car in park
First call he makes
Is the hardest of the two
Linda screams into the phone
Lord, what did you do?
The second one was easy
When he called the cops
Told them where to find them
At the next rest stop
Pulls back on the road
Time to do what's right
Amber Alert on the airwaves tonight
The morning light turns amber
On the highway tonight
A yodel makes the sound of the moon
When it's a hundred miles away from city lights
And just out of the reach of your hands
A campfire sounds like castanets
A river, like a woman's breath
And the cowboy makes the sound of loneliness
-yodel
A cowboy's not a cowboy because he wants to be
He's a cowboy 'cause he can't do nothing else
A canyon's walls don't reach as high
A desert just don't seem as wide
As the main street Of some old cattle town
-yodel
CHORUS:
So leave some open land for the cowboy
One unbroken trail
One mountain to the sky
Leave a pretty girl
Waiting for him at the end
Of some long and dusty cattle drive
-yodel
A yodel makes the sound of a lone coyote
It's the way a heart sounds when it breaks
The wind is like a baby's cry
A freight train like a last goodbye
A yodel's just a lullaby
Just the way a cowboy tries
To settle with the world
-yodel
He's my singin' cowboy
Sleeps every night on my couch
He wants me to love him
But I don't know how
He writes me pretty poems
Takes me out to dance
He wants me to kiss him
I just let him hold my hand
CHORUS:
And when we meet his old friends
He introduces me this way
He says, 'This is my girlfriend'
But me, I got nothin' to say
He says I'm pretty
I don't know what he sees
I think he's crazy
But he wants to marry me
He's always happy
Me, I'm a mess
I don't know what he sees in me
But I'll marry him....I guess
Repeat CHORUS
'Do you really think I'm pretty?'
If he hits you once
He's gonna hit you again
You're gonna wind up dead
If you stay with him
Once he crosses that line
It's an open door
Are you out of your mind?
What are you stayin' for?
Not the good of the kids
This is killin' their hearts
You can't keep it hidden
Your world's fallin' apart
CHORUS:
Open that door
And run, run, run
Save your kids and your life
And just run, run, run Y
ou can't save him
He's not a real man
If he hits you once
He's gonna hit you again and again and again
Again and again and again
CHORUS:
Tag - If he hits you once
He's gonna hit you again and again and again Again and again and again
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
Red Bull and cocaine
A pistol underneath the seat
And a dime bag of Maryjane
She wasn't Miss America
It wasn't like she went wrong
Anna Lee was born that way
Everybody said so
Now, there's cops all around her house
Waiting for the word
A warrant there for Anna Lee
And her powder blue Thunderbird
The day didn't start bad
Cruising out on Thomas Drive
A powder blue convertible
'Good day to be alive
Then some bitch on her cell phone
Ran through the red light
She clipped Anna's bumper ...
Anna hit the brakes and turned right
She caught her in a parking lot
Didn't say a word
Just eased to a stop
In her powder blue Thunderbird
The bitch put down her cell phone
She said "You've made me late!"
Anna shot her three times
With her thirty-eight
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
Red Bull and cocaine
A pistol lying on the seat
With a dime bag of Maryjane
She wasn't Miss America
It wasn't like she went wrong
Anna Lee was born that way
Everybody said so
Now there's cops all around the house
Waiting for the word
A warrant there for Anna Lee
And her powder blue Thunderbird
She outran the cop cars
But not their radios
She wrecked her car in Wausau
That's just the way it goes
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
Red Bull and Cocaine
A pistol lying on the grass
With a dime bag of Mary Jane S
he wasn't Miss America
It wasn't like she went wrong
Anna Lee was born that way
Everybody said so
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
She had a powder blue Thunderbird
Maggie Denise, there is no one like you
You're a color no painter can find
You can't be mixed on a pallet
No god could create you
I want to be the first in line
I want to be the first in line
A thousand men are in love with you
I can see that, I'm not blind
That's why I camped out for three days on your doorstep
Just to be the first in line
Just to be the first in line
I know who I am
I'm a good man
As sure as the sun in that ordinary sky
But I would break any law
I would shame myself
Just to be the first in line
I want to be the first in line
I know I should be aloof
Barely caught in the corner of your eye
I know that is the honest truth
But I want to believe in the lie
I want you to feel me around you like water
Some curious relic you want to find
I want you to dig for me
Hold me up in the light to see
Make me the first in line
I need to be the first in line
A thousand men are in love with you
I can see that, I'm not blind
That's why I camped out for three days on your doorstep
Just to be the first in line
Just to be the first in line
There is nothing else you will ever need
Make me your food and your wine
Your shade, your comfort,
A truth to rely on
Always the first in line
I must be the first in line
I will be there
Always the first in line