Produced by Roy Schneider & Rob Pastore at Shiny Gnu Records, Fort Myers, FL and Reluctant Records, St. Petersburg, FL with additional recording in Austin, Boston and Chicago, USA
Mastered by Mark Hallman at Congress House Studio, Austin, TX
Special thanks to Gurf Morlix, Charlie McCoy, Freebo, Rob Pastore, Tim Coletti, J. Robert, Dan Fidanze, Thomas Callahan, Keven Aland, the Americana Community Music Association, all the radio DJs & programmers playing our “Blue-Twangled Folk ‘n’ Roll” around the country and abroad, and the many kind friends, family and fans who support our efforts in so many ways
A heartful o’thanks to Maureen & Mike McKinney
Much love and gratitude
Roy & Kim
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℗ © 2018 Roy Schneider & Kim Mayfield
Produced by Roy Schneider & Rob Pastore at Shiny Gnu Records, (Fort Myers, FL) and Reluctant Records (St. Petersburg, FL)
Mastered by Mark Hallman at Congress House Studios (Austin, TX)
Very special thanks to Gurf Morlix, without whose trusted perspective and “infamous integrity”, this record would have shaped up to be a very different animal. And we like the shape of this animal.
Much gratitude also to Rob Pastore, for not only giving me a fish, but teaching me to fish. I shall eat for a lifetime.
Cover painting by Jerry Scott used with permission.
Photography by Roy & Kim – Graphic design by Roy
Proceeds benefit the Keep Roy’s Cat From Starvin’ Foundation
For Nana
May we all learn, grow, persist, overcome, love, laugh, teach and endure as you have for over 90 years. You are the living definition of “Inspiration”.
Wild and crazy thanks to the ACMA, Mom, Dad, Trish, Jerry & Kim Scott, Eric & Lisa Schiffli, Mike & Ann Stroncek, Jim & Cindy Reynolds, Bobbie Dusenberry, Klaus & Cindy Zingraff, Willie Reuter, Tom & Becky Abel, Tim Settini & Cheryl Myrbo, David Salada at Sparrow Agency, Alice Schaefer, Annie Murphy, Marsden Simmons, Dan & Esther Philgreen, Frank & Nancy Hosler, Ray & Gia Cerbone, Lori Ryan, Pete Knapp, Rob Marvin & Denise D’Elia. We are continually amazed and encouraged by the level of support we receive from way-too-many wonderful folks to name here. We’re sure you know who you are, and that we could not have made this album without you.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts
Much Love – Roy & Kim
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℗ © 2015 Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Produced by John Kelly and Roy Schneider at Hideaway Recording Studio, Inc., St. Petersburg, FL and Shiny Gnu Records, Fort Myers, FL
Mastered by Bob Katz at Digital Domain, Orlando, FL
Cover photos by Monica Jones – All other photos by Roy or public domain.
Proceeds benefit the Keep Roy’s Family Fed Foundation – Please don’t make illegal copies.
This album is lovingly dedicated to my very supportive and wonderful wife, Kim Mayfield, without whom I would still be playing covers and hogging my own songs to myself.
Very special thanks and high praise to our friends whose support was crucial in the realization of this project: David Baker, Bart & Susan Barthelemy, Julie Brotje-Higgins, Ellen Bukstel, David Doner, Bill & Teri Hooson, Tracy & Greg Hostetler, Ranti James, Fred Kreider, Ira Mandell & Kathy Kernan, Franz & Lajla Neumann, Donna & the Peavlers, Dan & Lisby Pollock, Jim & Cindy Reynolds, Margaretha Schneider, Steve & Karn Schweitzer, Jerry & Kim Scott, Wendy Straw, Ann & Mike Stroncek, Marea Tully and Bill & Angela Wise.
This album and its title track were heavily inspired by our good friends Rob & Denise and their work at Full Circle Woodcraft, Lexington, GA.
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℗ © 2012 Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Pronounced “air-LIKE-duh”, Erleichda loosely translates as “Lighten Up!”
Tracked by Roy Schneider at Shiny Gnu Records, Fort Myers, FL
Mixed & Mastered by Greg Timko at Alternative Sound & Production, Fort Myers Beach, FL
Guitar case cover art by Kim Mayfield
Graphic design & disc art by Roy Schneider
Proceeds benefit the Keep Roy From Starving Foundation – Please don’t make illegal copies.
Dedicated to my original Angels Along the Road – Jan Moeller, Bobbi Colletti, Paul Durvett, Brenda Giannelli (R.I.P.) and Nana
Love & Thanks Always
I am endlessly grateful and humbled by the many kind souls who help Kim and me in so many ways in our travels. Showing up, listening, singing along, buying CDs, joining the mailing list, hosting house concerts, putting us up, feeding our faces, giving useful advice, spreading the word…
Special thanks to David Gans, Charlie McCoy, Peter Yarrow, Stevie Coyle, Tom Robbins, Greg Timko, Gina, Mom & Tom, Trish, Larry, Mark & Juanita, Deanna Goss, Maya & Chris, Frank & the Ohio contingent, Tim & Cheryl, Mike & Maureen, Duncan & Sabine, Tina & Kelly, Michelle, Wildman Steve, Tracy Hostetler & Mark Binder at WSLR, Pete Gallagher at WMNF, Phil Zingraff, Bill & Teri, Alice Schaefer, Mike & Ann, Ross Teigen, Bill Mayfield, Klaus & Cindy, John at The Purple Fiddle, Mitch Lind, Randy Judy, Arlene Boumel, Dalis Allen, Lindsey Lee, the Asheville gang, Sue Blackwell, Fran Snyder, Bob Mizek, Mindy Simmons, Chris Bradshaw, Jean Hewitt, Gloria Holloway, Annie & Marsden, Nita & Dan at Nita’s Sweet Bean, Kat Epple, Bruce & Julie and you.
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℗ © 2010 Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
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© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Jump in! Get yer little mint tin, yeah, light it up and go
Pedal to the ground – gonna burn one down, yeah
We gotta get on the rooooa – ooa – oooa – oooad, yeaahhh!
(Interlude)
Hey man, have you heard the plan, won’t you pass it over to me?
Gonna drive all night ’til the morning light
It’s hard to be so free – ee – ee – ee – eeee, yeaahhh!
(Interlude)
Wake up, slap on some makeup, ten minutes ’til the show
Just like two Reckless Saints, yeah
Check one – two – three, baby let’s go, oh, oh-oh-oh, yeaahhh!
(Interlude)
Break down in another town – Schlep it out, shove it in and go
Did we make any money? Do we know anybody
‘might let us sleep on the flooo – oo – oo oo oo oo oor? Yeaahh…!
(Interlude)
(Repeat first verse)
(Interlude)
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Every doorway that I walk through
I feel you smilin’ at me so dark and ugly
I cannot seem to shake you – gonna have to face you
But stakes ain’t every been higher – I keep walkin’ this telephone wire
Chorus:
I know I’m gonna dead end right into the wall
‘Cause if I quit walkin’ I will fall
Every highway that I roll down
I feel you smilin’ at me so dark and ugly
You’re cloudin’ up my view now – No room for you now
Every time you fan that fire – I move quicker on the telephone wire
Chorus:
What was nothin’ grew into somethin’
In a moment of desperation — foreshortened explanation
Now it’s all some damn secret — I don’t like keepin’ secrets
I’m a man of honesty — with a splinter as big as a tree
Inst break/jam
Every pathway that we stroll down
That thing keeps smilin’ at me – so dark and ugly
My love for you keeps growin’ – but the lava keeps flowin’
Givin’ me a tongue like fire- Let me off of this telephone wire
Chorus: Instrumental
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
If I die tomorrow – will I come to understand
How my oceans all had frozen- why my rocks had turned to sand?
Will I then be able to crawl out of this desert sun
That burns my back and keeps me on the run?
If I die tomorrow – will I overcome all fear
The way I always wished I could – through all my trials and tears?
Will the road be open – will I finally understand
How I ended up in the desert of the heart of man?
Whoa ohh oh oh oh oh ohh… Whoa oh ohh oh oh oh ohh
If I die tomorrow- will I come to know
All the secrets of the universe, been gnawin’ at my soul?
Will I feel the sunshine when I have no skin and bone
Or will I simply slip out and be gone?
If I die tomorrow – will I finally see
Through all my pain and sorrow – through the dark inside of me?
Will it all be washed away for something pure and light?
And if it will – can you please take me tonight?
Whoa ohh oh oh oh oh ohh… Whoa oh oh ohh oh oh ohh
Whoa ohh oh oh oh oh ohh… Whoa oh ohh ohh oh ohhh
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Subjugated Love – subjugated love
I don’t like your web around me babe, or how you been hangin’ above
My head at night when all the lights go down
Yeah you’re givin’ me the creeps and I just can’t sleep no how
Throw me in the sand – throw me in the sand
Can’t seem to hold my head up high since landin’ on your land
Seems like every dance ends up as duck-and-run
If I ain’t freezin’ on your glacier, babe, I’m fryin’ on your sun
repeat first verse
Shove me out to sea – shove me out to sea
Stick me in a lifeboat, babe, this island’s killin’ me
‘Cause there’s only you nothing else do I see
‘Tween the open air and brine, maybe I’ll find some time to breathe
repeat first verse
Fling me to the ground – fling me to the ground
Ever since I climbed your mountain, babe, I can’t find my way down
Seems the woods grew up behind me as I cliiiiiimbed
Now I’m standin’ on your cliff, baby, I’ll fly tonight or die
Said I’m standin’ on your cliff, baby, I’ll fly tonight or die
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Take your poison arrow, put it to your bow
Point it way up high, pull it back and let it go
Really don’t matter what you hit or where it goes
Got to shoot down anything that ain’t what we all know
Got to shoot down anything that ain’t what we all know
When the arrow turn and they head back for the ground
With twice the force they had by the time they’re halfway down
Won’t you spread the word my darlin’, all around this town
The sky is shooting arrows! (Lord what brought this plague around?)
The sky is shooting arrows! (Lord what brought this plague around?)
And we’ll dress up all in white
So we seem so clean and right
When the smoke has cleared and the people want to know
Who put the first poison arrow to the first poison bow?
Blame it on the sunshine blame it on the snow
And if you want me, babe, I’ll be someplace that you don’t know
If you want me, babe, I’ll be someplace that you don’t know
And I’ll dress up all in green
So I blend into the scene
repeat 1st verse, last line x 3
© Kim Mayfield/Sadielicious Songs (BMI)
There’s a ring around the moon – Been thinking ’bout you
And the days of skipping school & making out in my room
or in your car
under the stars
Beautiful and stoned
Hot summer restless winter
We spent most of those days together
Southern Comfort Lynyrd Skynyrd
Thought it might last forever
Until the part where you broke my heart
and left me alone
Instrumental break
Heard about you yesterday
I can’t believe you’ve gone away
I hope your life was good to you
Hope you thought about me, too
And the days we were young – shining in the sun
so much left undone
There’s a ring around the moon – Been thinking ’bout you
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Just a scared kid running from the law, a few rags tied in a sack
Didn’t know which way to go, but he knew he couldn’t look back
Didn’t really understand what he’d done, but he had to hit the road alone
One eye peeled for trouble, one looking out for angels along the road
Hitchhiking on the highway on a beeline out of town
He was feeling alive for the first time since the devils had chained him down
Drifting up and down the coast, always having to lay low
He fell down and got kicked around, but there were angels along the road
Bridge:
Singing “Come in from the cold, my son, it’s thirty degrees below
Come sit by the fire and warm your bones, and tell me what you know
We can share my last cup of broth, and you don’t owe me a dime
Just promise me one thing my son – you’ll pass it on down the line
Chorus:
Down the line, pass it on down the line
Don’t keep a kind gesture down in your pocket, just pass it on down the line
Well, the kid would take shelter as long as he could & then get back on the road again
Everyone he loved was so far behind though he tried hard to make new friends
So he put his love in an old guitar, & it kept him sane and whole
‘Til he settled underneath the wings of an angel along the road
Bridge: (She was singin’…)
Chorus
Well the kid grew up, I guess you could say, and he’s had his share of ups and downs
Through love and pain, sunshine and rain, and the world keeps turnin’ around
He’s got a couple of kids both grown and gone
And another coming up the track
Now every day, in some kind of way, he tries to give a little somethin’ back
Bridge: (replace “son” with “friends”)
Down the line, pass it down the line
Don’t keep a kind gesture down in your pocket
Don’t wrap it up, and don’t try to lock it
Just pass it on………..Pass it on down………..the line
© Kim Mayfield/Sadielicious Songs (BMI)
8 months old, world weary and wise
The look of an old soul in your eyes
Tried all I knew to make you smile
Loving and learning more all the while
So curious , So serious
Buddha Baby
My expectations got in the way
of your own ideas for living each day
Took your time to learn your part in the play
of life…That no one controls anyway
So curious, So serious
Buddha Baby
Siberia is harsh and cold
You won’t remember it I’m told
But we both know the place we call “home”
Is deep inside us wherever we roam
So curious, So serious
Buddha Baby
So curious, Mysterious
Buddha Baby
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Chorus: Down, down, take me down
To a shack in the middle of a one horse town
Pull my plug from the grid of shame
Lemme off of this runaway train
I want off of this runaway train
Verse:
Little boy blue just blowin’ his horn
Cows all runnin’ for the tall corn
Sheep in the meadow where they’re safe from harm
They’re all fenced in and everybody’s armed
Chorus
Blackbird singin’ in the dead of night
Keepin’ it low, keepin’ out of sight
Ain’t no way to live, what a damn disgrace
To feel you got to run when you’re in the race
Chorus
Chicken in the pan, pickin’ every bit of dough
Hide it in the dark where the buds grow
Gettin’ fatter every day while the workin’ man withers
Telling yourself you’re a hard workin’ feller
Chorus
© Roy Schneider/Halfstache Publishing (BMI)
Watching the garden float down the road
Blacked out and it’s sweltering – third day in a row
Up on the corner, they got lines out the door
“Just one bag of ice, please, Sorry ain’t got no more.”
At the gas station, the man shakin’ his head
“For this 5 gallon can, son, a man could end up dead.
So we got these here po-lice to keep it all straight
For those who go crazy right out of the gate.”
What shall we do while we stew in the dark,
Waiting for someone to turn us on?
Playin’ it cool like a fool in the park
Thinkin’ that way anyway
Anyway you can make it, what comes ’round, you take what you need
And pass it around
Instr break
All of the neighbors draggin’ brush to the street
All lived here for ages – ’bout time we meet
“Hey, would you mind helpin’ me? Up on the roof here, I got a half a tree
By the way, thanks for lettin’ me help you clean out your freezer
Now, when we’re done I’ll go get that thing runnin’ for ya.”
‘Cause that’s what we do while we stew in the dark
Waiting for someone to turn us on
Playin’ it cool like a fool in the park
Thinkin’ that way, anyway
Anyway you can make it – what comes ’round, you take what you need
And pass it around (x4)
© Blaze Foley/Texas Ghost Writers Songs (BMI)
Hey Mr. Policeman, please don’t take my stuff
It cost me too much money, and it probably ain’t enough
To get me through Election Day
Didn’t I hear you say
That it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright?
Wouldn’t even pay a thing, it’s hardly worth your time
My luck’s been bad, the telephone just kept my only dime
There might be a burglary
Why don’t you just go and see
If it’ll be alright, be alright, be alright?
Hey Mr. Policeman, please don’t take my stuff
It cost me too much money, and it probably ain’t enough
To get me through Election Day
Didn’t I hear you say
That it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright?
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
I — been up all night, building you a cabin up in the sky
You can see it if you really do try – built you a log cabin up in the sky
Pretty log cabin…
Hickory shell to serve you well, it’s warm and crooked, don’t you duck that bell
Got a flowerin’ floor and a wishing well
It’s warm and crooked, don’t you duck that bell
It’s warm and crooked…With a transcendental…smell
MMMMmmmmmmmmmmm
Outside, far and wide – tall green trees on every side
Clear blue day, full moon night – tall green trees on every side
Tall green trees… Lettin’ just enough light
We – collectively, your family everywhere you ever did see
All over this land and across the sea
We gather ‘round your cabin most comfortably
Any time you might get to feelin’ lonelyyy…
You see, around here, you can never be e e e
Step inside, and you will find – everything you need to relax your mind
Colorful space, plentiful time – everything you need to relax your mind
Everything you neeeeed…
You – u, strong and true, you taught me how to love the man in my shoes
I know wherever you go, you’re every bit of everything you ever did know
You’re every bit of everything…
We – collectively, your family everywhere you ever did see
All over this land and across the sea
We gather ‘round your cabin most comfortably
Any time you might get to feelin’ lonelyyy…
You see, around here, you can never be e e e
(Repeat 1st Vs)
…Your own log cabin… After alll this time
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Wanna get you some religion…..Old time religion
Down home religion…..Homegrown religion
Just hang your tie on that rusty hook in the church
Step out into the garden — dig yer toes in the dirt
Open up your heart — Open up your eyes
Open up your bones, and let your soul feel the light of the skies
Ain’t nobody gonna judge you — Ain’t nobody out here
Ain’t nobody but you and the Lord, now — No one to feed you no fear
Bridge:
Nobody to tell you what to think, tell you how to feel
How to understand what’s wrong and what’s real
Like a fox on the run with a bloody fresh kill
And a twinkle in his eye as you give him his fill
Chorus:
Come on people, can you tell me- I want to understand
Even if the story wasn’t written by man
Do you see your savior lockin’ in a shell
Takin’ aim at the humble, sayin’ “Go to Hell?”
Don’t it seem a little upside-down?
I think I’ll do my thinkin’ myself All by myself
Got to cut all the wires runnin’ round you in the air everywhere
Try dancin’ to your heartbeat — See what’s been happenin’ in there
Long as you’re inside, won’t you flip on the light?
Where the eyes of a conscience might again see right, that’s right
(Bridge: Won’t let nobody tell you what to think…)
(Chorus)
Wanna get you some religion… Old time religion
Down home religion… Homegrown religion
(Bridge: Just don’t let nobody…)
Don’t need to give him his fill
As he’s over-emphasisin’, overdramatizin’
All so many lies in, never realizin’
Take a look at the horizon
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Down on the land where the valley would back up to the sea
Under the lights of the angels
Thought I’d go as far as I could go and see what I could see
Under the lights of the angels
Into a hardwood crate with the spirits I have made
Under the lights of the angels
Tried and true, but too sacred for this journey I must take
Under the lights of the angels
So I packed my guitar, and I traveled high and far
Goin’ West just like a young man on new wings
“This is reality”, they said, “say this line, turn your head
Make like all you ever wanted is to sing”
(So I shrugged and I did my thing)
Many Princesses and Princes, there were knights in armor too
Under the lights of the angels
Children runnin’ ’round in sparkly gowns, the likes they never knew
Under the lights of the angels
Those shepherds dressed in white, and they told me of a key
Under the lights of the angels
They said “This ship is run by four horses seated by the sea”
Under the lights of the angels
Now that ocean’s big and open, but too salty for to drink
So with an offering, I took my place in line
And as I stood there on the edge of all I’d dreamed and all I’d been
I heard a voice whispering, “Boy you’re doin’ fine”
Just do what you can do with this borrowed wine
(guitar)
When I’d poured out all I had, well I felt that I could sink
Under the lights of the angels
Not a one had turned to face me, no, I couldn’t make them drink
Under the lights of the angels
And from the royal thrones, not a bone was to be
Under the lights of the angels
Guess I’d gone as deep as I would go into that shiny sea
Under the lights of the angels
So I packed my guitar, met my lady at the bar
Headed South with that good woman and my pride
“This is reality”, they say, “Thanks for playin’, now be on your way
You know there’s a stream of other dreamers right behind”
(All right) – Step right up, next in line!
Guess I’ll catch you on the other side
And thank you… For a real good time
© Darrell Scott/EMI Music/House of Bram Music (ASCAP) used with permission
Oh won’t you listen to my story
I got a tale to tell
It’s bout a man that gets caught somewhere
Between heaven and hell
Yeah the man’s in anguish
I guess you could say
There ain’t no easy way
Oh when I was a young boy
I learned to play the guitar
yeah it was me and ol Jimmy Beam
Down at the local bar
Yeah I lost my childhood
But I earned me a trade
Well there ain’t no easy way
Then I found me a woman
I gave her heart and soul
I nearly lost my mind through it all
Yeah she took control
She gave me a baby child
Then she took it away
Man there ain’t no easy way
Well I prayed to the father
To the moon and the sun
And I prayed to anyone or anything
That could get the job done
I hear different voices
But the words are the same
Man there ain’t no easy way
Then I went to this doctor
See what my trouble might be
And I was looking at the bottom of his shoe
While he was looking at me
We both sat there in silence
But what I wanted to say
I wanted to say
Instrumental break
Oh when it’s all over
And on my grave you stand
Trying to think of something good to say
About this no good man
Please do me a favor
Won’t you write on my grave
Say there ain’t no easy
Ain’t no easy
Ain’t no easy way
No there ain’t no easy
Ain’t no easy way.
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Aw, I been in the kitchen for so long
Tryin’ to cook you up a nice sweet love song
That don’t sound like somethin’ from a dimestore Romeo
But every time I try, all the words end up
In a soggy little ball in my coffee cup
I dump ‘em out and start over, like 100 other times before
But that’s enough about me, let’s talk about you
And all the ways that you do the things that you do
I hope you don’t mind – I know you like it funky anyway
Comin’ from the soul of an old man, heart of a boy
I’m gonna do my best now, to employ
Just what I love about you, ‘cause I’m gettin’ tired of waiting to say
Bridge
I love the way you smile
When your baby blues brighten up, they lighten up my load
I love the way you laugh
It puts the music in my soul
Chorus
Oh, Kimberly – Sweet ‘Berly Anne
You make me feel like a natural man
You’re so good to me – I’m so in love with you
I love climbin’ the walls with you
We get along every minute of every day
And I never lie – but when we’ve had to stay
In the cracker box for hours and hours up highway 75
I know I’ve said some things that I wished I had not
When the pressure’s been building and the room gets hot
We gotta take time to remind each other we’re alive
I love the way you feel
When you lay your body down next to mine
And I love your mind
Wanna climb inside and dance until we both feel fine
Chorus
Instrumental
One thing for sure about you and me, honey
We do all right with or without the money
No trip-tik, road map, nobody pointing the way
Hey, we just keep on, grab on, hang on, seat of the pants
We don’t get nothin’ til we take a chance
Won’t you stay with me, baby, all the way to the end of the highway
I love the way you move
A little lazy, little crazy, little rock ‘n’ roll
And I love your glow
When we’re heart-to-heart and soul-to-soul
Chorus
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
When you come down, come around, knock at my door
(I hear you – I feel you)
Won’t you come on in? Let’s dance a little more
(I’ve missed you – nice to see you)
I’m a lucky man if there ever has been
Never sure if my ship is rollin’ out or rollin’ in
But I’m travelin’ with a friend better than I ever could have dreamed
Dreamed of – If I was the writer of the book of love
Son, won’t you come take a walk with me
(I’d love to – can we run, too?)
Sure we can – come on, man, let’s go see
(the sunset – it’s so red)
You’re a lucky boy, my son, my brother
Plucked by hand out of the cold by another
From across the sea, with a heart bigger then we could ever dream
Dream of – If we were the writers of the book of love
Feel your feelings, seed the healing – free your wings and fly
Hey, little baby, welcome little girl
(I love you – nice to meet you)
Let your light shine bright as you’re walkin’ in the world
(They’ll see you – they’ll hear you)
You’re a lucky girl if there ever was one
There ain’t no mountain that you cannot overcome
If you just fly, chin high, straight up to the face of what you dream
What you dream of – you could be the writer of the book of love
When you come down, come around – knock at my door
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Simon says “Freeze.”
Before you bring your big hand down on me
Won’t you please love on me and tell me a story?
About a little child living in a world of make-believe
Where every day, he can live and play and never have to worry
That he might just say the wrong thing
Or remind you of someone who hurt you
I’m not them, so please don’t hurt me
I am only learning – I am learning
Unfreeze.
No… I didn’t say “Simon Says”
So I’d like to bring a little thing way up to your attention
You know I – I am your pure hungry seedling
Looking up to you, the things you do, and all of your intentions
But I’ve got these bruises on my body
Can you kiss them and tell me why they’re here
And on my guiltless heart, when I am only learning?
I am learning
And if I should say the wrong thing
or remind you of someone who hurt you
I’m not them, so please don’t hurt me
I am only learning – I am learning
Simon says…
Unfreeze!
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Day by day, it’s one more baby step
Down this long road that I roam
Don’t know exactly where it’s gonna take me
I just know it’s leading me home
Ooh, when I’m walkin’ in the city
Ooh, through the wheels of the machine
Ooh, got to find myself a forest
And just walk into the middle and fall on my knees
(la na na na na, la na na na na…)
Day by day it’s harder to find yourself
In a forest, in a patch of green
I ain’t gonna climb up on no soapbox
I guess you already know what I mean
Ooh, when you’re walkin’ in the city
Ooh, through the wheels of the machine
Ooh, make time to find yourself a forest
And just walk into the middle and fall on your knees
(la na na na na, la na na na na…)
(Repeat 1st section of 1st verse)
Day by day, it’s one more baby step
Down this long road that I roam
I know it’s leading me home
Ooh, got to enjoy the roamin’
Whoa oh oh oh oh…
(la na na na na, la na na na na…)
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Stand high on a mountain, no shoes on your feet
Feelin’ everything just growin’ up to you
Seepin’ into your roots, up through your limbs and hangin’ on your leaves
You see a big wide world in a drop of dew
You can feel the power of the river flowing
You can hear the yearning of the sapling growing
If you stop and give a listen to
The song that the wind is blowin’ through your heart…
Well, I stood high on a mountain with no shoes and I looked around
And I felt the ground, and everything growin’ under
And I felt it all deep in my bones – every creature, every stone
And I heard it all in a clap of thunder
And I could feel the power of the river that flowed
And I could hear the yearning of the sapling tryin’ to grow
‘Cause I stopped and I gave a listen to
The song that the wind was singin’ to my heart…
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
“If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul…”
That’s what I was taught to say, every night before
On my journey into the stars I would embark
In the evening – just before the world grew dark
Now that I’m not made to pray, I’ve found a little hymn of my own
And every night it’s a little bit changed
For every new town that’s my home
When on my journey into the stars I do embark
In the middle of the night – long after the world grows dark…
When I lay me down to sleep for the last time, my friend
I pray this world a song to keep – if it can ever lend a hand
When on my journey into the stars I do embark
For the last time, just before the world grows…
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Did you ever wonder where the signs all went
When you woke up and stepped out of the dream?
Did you ever notice something hangin’ onto your hand
Through your day, and now and then givin’ a little squeeze?
Do you make those connections
That point in directions
You just can’t help but wonder where they lead?
Though you may not know really
If you feel it sincerely
Down deep in your heart, well
Guess you’ve just got to believe
Did you ever try to explain to a fanatic
That you held a different kind of belief?
Did you fall back in surprise
At their wide bulging eyes
As they told you just exactly what to see?
Did they shame you, condemn you
And try hard to bend you
And pound you right over the head
It’s all the fear and derision
Causin’ the division
If I want religion I’ll turn to the woodlands instead
(Repeat Verse 1)
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Ain’t no shufflin’ round this Texas town
No, we’re all just tryin’ to keep the dust clouds down
Ain’t seen no rain round here since I don’t know when
Ain’t seen no green since way back then
Refrain:
Ladybug, ladybug, fly away
Ain’t no rain comin’ today
Better go on home and teach your children well
Honey, put out that twinkle in your eye – don’t want to set the house on fire
Can’t get no lovin’ in a livin’ hell!
Chorus:
Lawd, Please fill the well – cause it’s (dry, dry, dry)
Come fill my cup, I don’t feel too well (ooo ooo ooh)
I don’t feel too well
See the sun beatin’ down on the witherin’ corn (dry, dry, dry)
Like to make you wish that you never was born (ooo ooo oooh)
Yea, walkin’ on kindlin’ all day long (dry, dry, dry)
One lazy match and we could all be gone (ooo ooo ooh)
Refrain – – Chorus
See the farmer in the wheat field lookin’ up high (dry, dry, dry)
Got his arms open up wide to the sky (ooo ooo ooh)
Just cryin’ Lawd, why have you forsaken me? (dry, dry, dry)
I just need a little rain so I can feed my family (ooo ooo ooh)
Rain, Rain why’d you go away? (dry, dry, dry)
You can come on back any time today (ooo ooo ooh)
You know it’s floodin’ in Dakota while I’m cryin’ (dry, dry, dry)
I’m thirsty, Lawd, and my crops are dyin’ (ooo ooo ooh)
Refrain – – Chorus
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
I been stumblin’ down this road, through the rain and the cold
Now I’m goin’ home – Goin’ home
Sun, she’s settin’ on that horizon – I can see a new one risin’
I’m goin’ home – Goin’ home
This big ol’ load been on my back
I’m takin’ it off and settin’ it beside the track (goin’ home)
Ain’t gonna weigh me down no more
I’m gonna set out from this old broken shore – Mm mm hmm
(Yeah, I’m gonna go out sailing…)
Chorus:
For those who’ve walked along with me in happiness and misery
And held me up when I was lookin’ down
You know I’ve got somewhere to go, out beyond the crossroads
I’ll see you on the other side – other side of town
I know the hour’s getting late
I wanna hop on the next outbound freight – Goin’ home
But not ‘til I know the ones I love will be taken good care of
Then, I’m goin’ home (goin’ home)
Leaves they’re turnin’ red and brown
They’re letting go, they floating down
Floating down, down (goin’ home)
I can see them from my window, showing me which way the wind blow
Goin’ home
(I just wanna listen to the wind blow…)
Chorus
Baby, lean on down my way
I got somethin’ I wanna say before I go home — Mmm mm hm
You know, next time I die,
I want you right here by my side
When I go home –
Yeah, send me home, babe…
Chorus
© Shawn Camp & Guy Clark/Shawn Camp Music/EMI April Music (ASCAP) used with permission
Now first I thought a snake had got me
It happened dreadful quick
Twas a bullet bit my leg,
Right off I got sick
Came to in a wagon load
With ten more wounded men
Five was dead by the time
We reached that bloody tent
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I mean
I don’t want to hurt no more
My leg is turning green
Well the doctor come and he looked at me
And this is what he said
He said your dancing days are done, son
It’s a good thing you ain’t dead
Then he went to work with a carving knife
Sweat fell from his brow
About killed me trying to save my life
When he cut that lead ball out
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
Ain’t you got no more
Hand me down my walking cane
I ain’t cut out for war
Well the red blood run right through my veins
It run out over the floor
Run down his apron strings
Like a river out the door
And he handed me a bottle and said
Son drink deep as you can
He turned away and he turned right back
With a hacksaw in his hand
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I like
Bear down on that fiddle boys
Just like Saturday night
Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy
You know what I crave
I’ll be hitting that Soldier’s Joy
‘Til I’m in my grave
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Goin’ to Kentucky – gonna climb up on Cedar Ridge
Gonna see my man just beyond that confounded bridge
‘Cause there ain’t no warm
Quite like the kind you’ll find in some o’ that homemade corn
He’s takin’ his time – gotta make it slow if you’re gonna make it right
‘Cause up on the ridge, time stands still when the moon shines bright
That’s why there ain’t no warm
Quite like the kind you’ll find in some o’ that homemade corn (corn liquor)…
If you go to Kentucky – don’t go lookin’ for Cedar Ridge
‘Cause you ain’t gonna find it – and you might not come down if you did
It’s like the story goes –
But it ain’t just Tennessee where that river flows
Goin’ to Kentucky – think I’m gonna swing by Larry’s Bar
Head up on the ridge – get my Apple Pie in a jar
‘Cause there ain’t no warm
Quite like the kind you’ll find in some o’ that homemade corn
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
I fell into this world without a name
Yes I fell into this world without a name
Yeah I fell into this world just like all you boys and girls
With no way to know what waited down the lane
So I crawled into this life without a fear
Yes I crawled into this life without a fear
Well I crawled into this life with no worries and no strife
And man, I didn’t even know what I was doing here
(I guess some things never change)
Well then I stepped inside this house without a song
Yes I stepped inside this house without a song
I stepped inside this house in the shadows of my doubts
And I just could not see what I was doing wrong
When all I wanted was to be strong
So I dipped my toes into that fountain, that was not made by the hands of men
And I started dancin’ up the mountain
And I knew I never would be comin’ down again, oh no-ooooo!
Then I hitchhiked to this town without my hands
I said I hitchhiked to this town without my hands
‘Cause when I hitchhiked to this town
They were both buried deep down
In my pockets, diggin’ around for some sense/cents
Then I rolled across this land without a friend
You know I rolled across this land without a friend
‘Cause when we rolled across this land
I guess I did not understand
She would be jumpin’ off just around the bend, mm hmm…
So I plunged headlong into that fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
Now I’m still dancin’ on the mountain
And you know I never will be comin’ down again, oh nooo!
Well now I got a name and I got my fears
But mostly I can make them disappear
I got two hands and a song
And I got a friend to sing along
And I wanna sing it so the whole world can hear
Yeah I got two hands and a song
And I got my best friend to sing along
And I wanna sing it so the whole world can hear
I want to sing it so the whole world can hear
I want to sing it so the whole world … world can hear!
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Think I’ll play a little dinner music for the rabbits in the backyard
Why’s it got to be so hard? (shlap!) ….Damn mosquitoes…
But you know I’m gonna stay out anyway, watch the sun as it goes down
Feel it wash away my frown – spreadin’ them colors around
Not lettin’ me down – no it never lets me down
Mmmm, mm mm mm mm, nooo no … Uh-uh!
Well I’m just watchin’ the fireflies glowin’ in the dark now
You know, I never understood how – an’ I don’t need to know right now
I just wanna be here now – just be right here now
MMmm, mm hmm hmm hmm, yeah, yeah… Uh-huh!
This old house has a soul of its own
So many times it’s taken me far from home
Welcomed me back with open arms
Never lettin’ me wander too close to harm
Ooooooooooo…. Aaaaaaaaa……
Got money woes and future woes too
Worry ’bout all the things I guess I’m supposed to
But you know, I know everything’s already alright
Ev’ry time I make it through one more night
Ooooooooooo…. Aaaaaaaaaaa….
I only hope some part of that spirit will stay
Even when the keeper is far, far, far away
OOooh… OOooh…
But I guess I know it’s really up to me
To keep a living memory
Of people and places that came before
And leave that book just inside the door
Ooohh… When I go
Got money woes and future woes too
Worry ’bout all the things I guess I’m supposed to
But I know everything’s already alright
Ev’ry time I make it through one more night
Ooooooooooo…. Aaaaaaaaaaa….
Think I’ll play a little morning music for the rabbits in the backyard
© David Crosby/Stay Straight Music used with permission
It’s been long time comin’
Goin’ to be a long, long time gone
And it appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long time
Such a long, long time before the dawn
Turn, turn any corner
Hear, you got to hear what the people are sayin’
There’s something, something’s goin’ on around here
Surely will now , surely will now, surely will not stand the light of day
And it appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long time
Such a long, long, long, long time before the dawn
Speak out, speak out against the madness
You got to speak your mind, if you dare
But don’t—no, no don’t — don’t go out there and try to get yourself elected
‘Cause if you do you gonna have to cut your hair, mm
And it appears to be a long
Appears to be a long
Appears to be a long time
Such a long, long time before the dawn
It’s been long time comin’
Goin’ to be a long. long time gone
And you know the darkest hour
Is always, always just before the dawn
And it appears to be a long
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
She ain’t ridin’ round town no more, far as anyone knows
She ain’t ridin’ no info superhighway I’d bet my soul
She could be ridin’ in the sky by now, I suppose
No one knows — no one knows — mind of Mary
Kids pointed and laughed, yelling “Crazy Mary!” as she pedaled on by
Intensely engaged in altercation with a demon of another time
They’d even go so far as throwing stones sometimes
Tryin’ to break inside — get a peek inside the mind of Mary
You know I once tried talking to her on the street after one of those dealings
I wanted her to know I wasn’t just another heartless kid with no feelings
But I felt a chill run right through my body as she looked right through me
Went along her way – her lonely, winding way, through the mind of Mary
Funny little flat hat tied up on top of her head, the people gawkin’
Long gray trenchcoat, old walkin’ cane never meant for walkin’
You could have said she looked a little like Mary Poppins’ haunted twin
Living deep within – miles within – the mind of Mary
She ain’t ridin’ ’round town no more, far as anyone knows
She ain’t ridin’ no info superhighway, I’d bet my soul
But if you should hear a couple bicycle wheels
Through the dark, on your way home
Keep your mind – don’t be unkind
It might just be Mary
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
All over this land – I been rollin’ along
Over your land and my land – singin’ my songs
Nursin’ on that pipeline – mile after mile
Watchin’ my humble wages – Goin’ straight to your pile
So many other avenues – We might explore
But you got all our money – Tied up in an end – less – war
Chorus:
If only we could find a better way to stay in motion
Never ever punch another black hole under the ocean
Never drop another dime into the cauldron of greed
Breakin’ us down… Breakin’ us down
But as long as there’s money – Dollars to gain
You’ll keep suckin’ that blood – ’til you can’t find a vein
Tell me, will you be happy when every company is shut down
Over your land and my land ’cause they just could not afford to get around
Chorus
Instrumental
So kindly get your teeth outa’ my shoulder – Get your gun outa’ my back
Get your hands outa’ my pockets – Let me roll on down the track
Now I ain’t a spiteful man – So I wish this for you
May your children know better – When it comes time to fill… your… shoes
Then maybe we can find a better way to stay in motion
Never ever punch another black hole under the ocean
Never drop another dime into the cauldron of greed
Breakin’ us down…breakin’ us down…shakin’ us down
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Lost in the limbs of the cherry trees
Watchin’ lazy blossoms floatin’ down by the millions on every breeze
Breathin’ in the sunshine is easy when you’re a stranger in town
And all your troubles seem so far away for just one day
So you keep on movin’ around – movin’ around
And you wish that you could find a way to change the world today
And you hope someday you will – somehow
Keep on smilin’, scattering all your seeds
In between the weeds and the whistlin’ reeds until
You’ve got someone singin’ along
Chorus:
Because the world needs a lot more lovin’ in it
A lot less pushin’ and shovin’ in it
So if you don’t mean to do me wrong
We can disagree and still get along
Looking around at everyone
Of course you know I’ve got no way to know which side of any old fence you’re on
I’m gonna sing for you – Maybe later on we can grab a drink or two
While all our troubles seem so far away, for just one day away from the doom and gloom
And we wish that we could find a way to change the world today
And we hope someday we will – somehow
Keep on smilin’, scattering all our seeds
In between the weeds and the whistlin’ reeds until
We’ve got someone singin’ along
Chorus 2x
Soon that old sun will be goin’ down
Lazy flowers, still be falling while the moon’s hanging over the town
And I’m playing another show in another town, gonna give it a go…
All my troubles seem so far away, for just one day
So on down the road I blow…
And I wish that I could find a way to change the world today
And I hope someday I will – somehow
Keep on smilin’, scattering all my seeds
In between the weeds and the whistlin’ reeds until
I’ve got someone singin’ along
Chorus 2x
Lost in the limbs of the cherry trees…
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Time, time, time, time, time – precious time
Keeps on rollin’ down the line – mmm hmmmm
We can’t stop the train – we can’t turn it around
But we can forge ahead – we can lay better ground
For time, time, time, time, time – to travel down
Bridge:
We’ve been running in the dark these many years
Trying hard to see the light
Feeling ‘round for something to hold onto
Waiting on the dawn to cut the night
Now I believe I see it through a pinhole burning bright
Chorus:
And here I go, through the pinhole in the fear
I don’t wanna hang around no more – I’m getting out of here
Back to where I know – that I stand some chance at a place to go
In my time, time, time – precious time
Love, love, love, love, love – precious love
Keeps on burning undercover – mmm hmmmm
Look behind the door – look around the corner and behind the wall
You know it never is too late to let go – and let it catch you when you fall
Right into love, love, love, love, love – precious love
Bridge
And here I go, through the pinhole in the fear
I don’t wanna hang around no more – I’m getting out of here
Back to where I know – that I stand some chance at a place to go
With my love, love, love
Yes, in my time, time, time… Precious time
© Roy Schneider/Scissorpaws Publishing (ASCAP)
Chorus:
Rusted wheels on crooked timbers
Busted bullets in painted walls
Walls that talk thru colors laid in layers
From yesterday back to the days of the cannonballs
With every dream that gleamed between ’em all
I am a pinewood table in the house upon the hill
But I used to be the second floor in a Georgia cotton mill
They stood on me every morning with their coffee, before the bell
I heard every kind of lie, as only a Southern man can tell
Well that mill shut down somewhere between the weevils and the war
But they left me standing, sad and lonely, a hundred years and more
‘Til they knocked me down, tore me apart
Now I’m a brand-new work of art
And I thank the ones who care to let me share the stories of my heart
Chorus
I was the quiet section of the wall behind the door
In a Jackson County residence in 1834
I’ve lived with good and bad and ugly – I’ve seen and heard it all
It might blow your mind if you could find the truth inside this wall
After seven generations movin’ in, growin’ up and gone
Somebody done decided I’d been standin’ around too long
They knocked me down, tore me apart
Now I’m a brand-new work of art
And I thank the ones who care to let me share the stories of my heart
Instrumental
I was the kitchen table in that old Jackson County place
Holdin’ vittles up while fiddles played and folks all fed their faces
After all, the war was over just about the time I came
Now that wall and I are one, and life has never been the same
‘Cause they pluck us from destruction and they wipe away our tears
To sing our songs in harmony for anyone who will hear
Yeah they knock us down, tear us apart
And we’re a brand-new work of art
And we thank the ones who care to let us share the stories of our hearts
I am an old musician, I’ve been years upon the road
Following my calling on the warm days and the cold
You can knock me down, tear me apart
‘Til I’m a brand-new work of art
And I thank the ones who care and let me share the stories of my heart
Chorus
