Just so you know you got a way
Of lighting up any old day
Just to know you’re out there, anywhere at all
Lifts me up if ever I fall
To see you again could only do me good
And I would, if I could
Just so ya know

Ever since ya got here ya been my whole world
My only child, my baby girl
The world I’m gonna leave you is a godawful mess
I was here for the downslide, I gotta confess
Storm tide arollin’, ain’t no telling how high
I’ll be waiting on the other side
Just so ya know

You’ll be all right put your worries away
Do what you do girl in your own way
Take care of your spirit and let your love light shine
Be a warrior for peace in dark and troubled times
Dream your own dream write your own song
I’ll be right there with you singing along
Just so ya know 

When my ride shows up and it’s time to go
Don’t lay yourself so low
I had you in my life and a pretty damn good ride
I’ll be waiting on the other side
Just so ya know

Throw a leg over head on out again
Try to clear my head some out in the wind
Swallowed in a vacuous daily grind
Shoulda done left it all long behind
Steal away my spirit, take it back for me again
Trading that for money gotta be some kinda sin
Swap yourself for money gotta be a mortal sin
   
My daddy had to do it, his did too
Maybe it’s the same for some of you
Shuffle through the day doin’ what we’re told
Sharecroppin’ till we get old too old
Hey don’t think about it now, only make it worse to see
Just go on believing, maybe hit the lottery
Go on into work, maybe hit the lottery

My daddy died laid up in a nursing home
Mamma right beside him, already gone
Kept her home hisself till he started to fall
Always tore me up heading down that hall
They went by the rules right on through the very end
He had a rebel soul, so all it did was do him in
He had a rebel soul, so they did was do him in
Nah don’t think about man, only make it worse to see

Go on into work and keep playing that lottery             
Slide on into work and pontificate on liberty      
                                                   
Well I don’t believe, and I’m my father’s legacy 
I don’t believe and I’m my daddy’s legacy
I don’t believe and now The Man can come and deal with me
I don’t believe and now The Man he got ta deal with me

Wrapped up in the dream he could not believe his eyes
Empty shelves, faded glory unveiled, no disguise
The land of milk and honey had just vaporized
It’s a hard row to hoe
Oh, when ya know
The dream just can’t forgo
What’s going down
Look around

Disposable bodies, depends upon who you are
All the shot callers work safely from afar
Progress proceeds, so what’s our lowest bar
Gets easier as ya go
Ya just get numb to the flow
Some of us’ll catch the blows
Of what’s going down
Look around

If you’re waiting on heroes better look inside yourself
Whatever you thought you were part of has sailed for somewhere else
You’re right here with the rest of us left to fend for ourselves
Good to know who your friends are
Better get to know who your roots people are
We’re gonna carry the scars
Of what’s going down
Look around

It starts off sweet and slow                               
All kinda goes with the flow                            
Then the next thing ya know                          
Ain’t no other way it could go                       
It’ll smack ya like ya just hit a wall               
Pride go before the fall                                    

I’m rolling bones on a Saturday night
Back in the alley and they bouncin’ right
Come on baby hit me again
One more seven and we’ll pack it on in
Ya dad’s watch, mom’s ring, bet it all
Pride go before the fall

Had me a lover she was sho nuff fine
I done my best to walk the line
I mighta drawn that a bit too fine
I missed her hand slipping out of mine
I’d love to tell ya I don’t miss her at all
But pride go before the fall

Bigger they come, the more they blow
Louder they talk child, the less they know
The more they lie, the more it shows
Psychobabblecackleheaded mumbo-jumbo
Some a these folks ya know they sure got some gall
Pride go before the fall
Who’s with me ya’ll
Go getcha momma

Fancy faux illusions woven through the day
Can’t pay no attention, none a what they say
Round-n-round in circles everybody goes
Hey we’re all pretending, everybody knows

Steppin’ on each other just to stay alive
Pickin’ up whatever they drop, just to survive
Round-n-round in circles everybody goes
Yeah we’re all pretending, everybody knows

It’s a game
Gimme someone to blame
It’s a cryin’ shame
But all the same
Ain’t that just the game

I just keep on pushin’ only way I can
Human being versus tech no logic man
Trying not to play it, best as I can see
Dying to outrun it even as it swallows me


Maybe we’re just pickin’
Scratchin’ though our days
Hustlin’ for our families
Trying to find a way
Yeah ya know that ladder
Might not be what it seems
Mighta cut yourself a deal
On someone else’s dream

What’s all it really mean, fleeting plastic things
Empty hole for a soul, what’s it all really mean

Everybody does it
Yeah I know they do                         
They really think ya oughtta                
They really need ya to                               
I don’t think it fits me                                               
Never really did                           
I couldn’t help it                       
It was the Bible and I was a kid

What’s all it really mean, fleeting plastic things
Empty hole for a soul, what’s it all really mean

A Song of Your own

debut album

out now!

You + Me

Legacy

Well there’s games in the parlor, for those so amused
And goons on the door in case you cut loose
They got girls upstairs if you’ve got the jack
But boy if ya do, might wanna watch your back
 

Ain’t going down again
Roadhouse whiskey and watered-down gin
Ain’t going down again
Drop me off down the road Lord
if you’re goin’ in If you’re headin’ in


Private airports and islands, for those so amused
And they got law and order so they can cut loose
Children for tasting, and these folks got the jack
As Ghislaine Maxwell slipty slides out the back


It’s all going down again
Ain’t no law for the gentry’s sins
It’s all going down again
We all know, we all saw, tacitly complicit again
We’re all in, guilty as sin

An new twist on an old plan
A nbutew tool in the New Land
Gaslight the people, progress commands

Cast off souls live in the streets
Lead watered kids w/nuthin’ to eat
We honor our elders as obsolete

Chorus:
Comfortable habits, at it again
Say it’s a herd, some get thinned
The carpetbaggers rolled on in
Rulers’ uneasy, it’s cleansing time

New World Old World same routine
Smallpox-n-syphilis-n-COVID-19
Looka who’s dying man, see what I mean

Smack talking pimps’ exceptionalese
What ever happened to the least of these
Ain’t nothing but collateral casualties

Chorus:
We’ve done it before and we’re at it again
Say it’s a herd, some get thinned
The carpetbaggers all settled in
Rulers’ uneasy, it’s cleansing time

Bridge:
Wish you the best, but look man, ya on your own
Maybe the whole thing got overblown
Alla the warlords got alla their needs
Stashed behind their stately walls of greed

Ride

Chorus:
We all look away but we’re in it again
Sometime folk just gotta get thinned
The carpetbaggers they all cashed in
Rulers uneasy, it’s cleansing time


Just So You Know

Cleansing Time

Ain't Goin' Down Again

The Game

Pride

Look Around

01

02

03

04

05

06

07

08

09

10

A Song of Your Own

11

She come easy breezy struttin’ on down the hall
Got her own way of cat walking, long and tall
She ain’t distracted, … can’t hear ya call
She’s on her own honest mission in spite of us all                                 
She got a tune in her head, … day and night
A song in her heart keeps her headspace right
Ya can try to hum along, but it’s her own song
You ain’t getting that girl without a song of your own
Oh ya gonna need a, need a song of your own


Well he went down to Nashville to push his luck
Got his teeth kicked in, wound up drivin’ a truck
Packed his lessons and lumps, hauled ‘em on back home
Took ‘em down to the river, wrote a song of his own
Took it back to the river, wrote a song of his own


Wherever you’re at ….. wherever thrown
You’re a creative spirit, all on your own
Don’t fight the doubt ya feel down in ya bones
Write your own story and a song of your own
Dream your own dream, write a song of your own
Take it down to the river and write a song of your own
Alla God’s children need a song of they own

Alla God’s children...

Cradle to the Grave

What It Means

I wanna thank you, for throwing out a line to me
For showing me, helping me to see another possibility
I was beat down and battered, nothing really mattered
Everywhere I looked seemed my whole world was shattered
I felt lost and alone, out there on my own
Wandrin’ cross the desert, no direction home
Now it all fades away, just a memory
When I think about 
You and me

Well my time ain’t all that long anymore
One chapter closes, opens up another door
So many lonely souls out there along the way
I walked the path myself, my love in disarray
Now I ain’t got much to give ya, other than my time
And I’d love to swap ya some of yours for mine
If we take this walk together girl ya know we just might see
Off into the distance, into the future
You and me

Momma pushed, then came the cold hard light
From that moment on, somethin’ ain’t never been quite right  Bused to school to be socialized
Taught to question my lyin’ eyes

Everything will surely turn out fine
If I will only color between the lines
From the cradle to the grave
oh from the cradle to the grave
If I will just behave, from the cradle to the grave
    
This stuff called money, always standin’ in my way
As I’m handed these illusions of a coming brighter day
I ain’t nothin’ but a sharecropper’s son
Carrying money from one clown to another one

Ain’t none of it ever seem to stick to my hands
We once were hunters on a free open land
From the cradle to the grave,
oh from the cradle to the grave
And we did not behave, from the cradle to the grave

Hand to mouth far as I can see
The masses dazzled by gadgetry
I’m s’pposd to wait on the chosen one
And I’ll get mine on the other side when the deal is done
     
From the cradle to the grave
oh from the cradle to the grave
I don’t think I’m gonna be able to behave
from the cradle to the grave
No I don’t think I’m gonna behave
from the cradle to the grave

debut album - songs of our own- coming to spotify 8/20/21

Momma pushed, then came the cold hard light
From that moment on, somethin’ ain’t never been quite right
Bused to school to be socialized
Taught to question my lyin’ eyes

Everything will surely turn out fine
If I will only color between the lines
From the cradle to the grave, oh from the cradle to the grave
If I will just behave, from the cradle to the grave

This stuff called money, always standin’ in my way
As I’m handed these illusions of a coming brighter day
I ain’t nothin’ but a sharecropper’s son
Carrying money from one clown to another one

Ain’t none of it ever seem to stick to my hands
We once were hunters on a free open land
From the cradle to the grave, oh from the cradle to the grave
And we did not behave, from the cradle to the grave

Hand to mouth far as I can see
The masses dazzled by gadgetry
I’m s’pposd to wait on the chosen one
And I’ll get mine on the other side when the deal is done
From the cradle to the grave, oh from the cradle to the grave
I don’t think I’m gonna be able to behave, from the cradle to the grave     
No I don’t think I’m gonna behave from the cradle to the grave

01

CRADLE TO

THE GRAVE

I wanna thank you, for throwing out a line to me
For showing me, helping me to see another possibility
I was beat down and battered, nothing really mattered
Everywhere I looked seemed my whole world was shattered
I felt lost and alone, out there on my own
Wandrin’ cross the desert, no direction home
Now it all fades away, just a memory
When I think about
You and me

Well my time ain’t all that long anymore
One chapter closes, opens up another door
So many lonely souls out there along the way
I walked the path myself, my love in disarray
Now I ain’t got much to give ya, other than my time
And I’d love to swap ya some of yours for mine
If we take this walk together girl ya know we just might see
Off into the distance, into the future
You and me

10

you + ME

Maybe we’re just pickin’
Scratchin’ though our days
Hustlin’ for our families
Trying to find a way
Yeah ya know that ladder
Might not be what it seems
Mighta cut yourself a deal on
Someone else’s dream

What’s all it really mean,
fleeting plastic things
Empty hole for a soul,
what’s it all really mean

Everybody does it
Yeah I know they do
They really think ya oughtta
They really need ya to
I don’t think it fits me
Never really did
I couldn’t help it                       
It was the Bible and I was a kid


11

WHAT's

IT MEAN

What’s all it really mean,
trinkets and shiny things
Ain’t we all just what we own,
what’s it all really mean
What’s it all really mean

Chasing all that money
Glam-n-glingitty-bling
Somebody got ta tell me now
What’s it all really mean
We can’t even all get along
The whole goddamn thing’s a scream
Perverted illusion, collective fever dream
Perverted illusion, collective fever dream

Fancy faux illusions woven through the day 

Can’t pay no attention, none a what they say
Round-n-round in circles everybody goes
Hey we’re all pretending, everybody knows

Steppin’ on each other just to stay alive
Pickin’ up whatever they drop, just to survive
Round-n-round in circles everybody goes
Yeah we’re all pretending, everybody knows

It’s a game
Gimme someone to blame
It’s a cryin’ shame
But all the same
Ain’t that just the game

I just keep on pushin’ only way I can
Human being versus tech no logic man
Trying not to play it, best as I can see
Dying to outrun it even as it swallows me


It’s a game
I need someone to blame
It’s a cryin’ shame
Ah but all the same
We all play the game

Round-n-round in circles everybody goes
Yeah we’re all pretending, everybody knows

THE GAME

04

It starts off sweet and slow 
All kinda goes with the flow
Then the next thing ya know
Ain’t no other way it could go
It’ll smack ya like ya just hit a wall
Pride go before the fall

I’m rolling bones on a Saturday night
Back in the alley and they bouncin’ right
Come on baby hit me again
One more seven and we’ll pack it on in
Ya dad’s watch, mom’s ring, bet it all
Pride go before the fall

Had me a lover she was sho nuff fine
I done my best to walk the line
I mighta drawn that a bit too fine
I missed her hand slipping out of mine
I’d love to tell ya I don’t miss her at all
But pride go before the fall

Bigger they come, the more they blow
Louder they talk child, the less they know
The more they lie, the more it shows
Psychobabblecackleheaded mumbo-jumbo
Some a these folks ya know they sure got some gall
Pride go before the fall
Who’s with me ya’ll
Go getcha momma

08

PRIDE

Wrapped up in the dream he could not believe his eyes
Empty shelves, faded glory unveiled, no disguise
The land of milk and honey had just vaporized
It’s a hard row to hoe
Oh, when ya know
The dream just can’t forgo
What’s going down
Look around

Disposable bodies, depends upon who you are
All the shot callers work safely from afar
Progress proceeds, so what’s our lowest bar
Gets easier as ya go
Ya just get numb to the flow
Some of us’ll catch the blows
Of what’s going down
Look around

If you’re waiting on heroes better look inside yourself
Whatever you thought you were part of has sailed for somewhere else
You’re right here with the rest of us left to fend for ourselves

Good to know who your friends are

Better get to know who your peoples are

We’re gonna carry the scars
Of what’s going down
Take a look around
Ya might wanna take a look around

09

LOOK

AROUND

Throw a leg over head on out again

Try to clear my head some out in the wind

Swallowed in a vacuous daily grind

Shoulda done left it all long behind

Steal away my spirit, take it back for me again

Trading that for money gotta be some kinda sin

Swap yourself for money gotta be a mortal sin


Now my daddy had to do it, his did too

Maybe it’s the same for some of you

Shuffle through the day doin’ what we’re told

Sharecroppin’ till we get old too old

Hey don’t think about it now, only make it worse to see

Just go on believing, maybe someday hit the lottery

Go on into work and keep playing that lottery



My daddy died laid up in a nursing home

Mamma right beside him, already gone

Kept her home hisself till he started to fall

Always tore me up walking down that hall

They went by the rules right on through the very end

03

LEGACY

He had a rebel soul, all they did was do him in

He had a rebel soul, and the system just done him on in

Nah don’t think about man, only make it worse to see

Just keep on believing maybe someday hit the lottery

Slide on into work and pontificate on liberty

I don’t believe, and I’m my father’s legacy
I don’t believe and I’m my daddy’s legacy
I don’t believe and now
The Man can come and deal with me
I don’t believe and now The Man he got ta deal with me

Just so you know you got a way
Of lighting up any old day
Just to know you’re out there, anywhere at all
Lifts me up if ever I fall
To see you again could only do me good
And I would, if I could
Just so ya know

Ever since ya got here ya been my whole world
My only child, my baby girl
The world I’m gonna leave you is a godawful mess
I was here for the downslide, I gotta confess
Storm tide arollin’, ain’t no telling how high
I’ll be waiting on the other side
Just so ya know

You’ll be all right put your worries away
Do what you do girl in your own way
Take care of your spirit and let your love light shine
Be a warrior for peace in dark and troubled times
Dream your own dream write your own song
I’ll be right there with you singing along
Just so ya know 

When my ride shows up and it’s time to go
Don’t lay yourself so low
I had you in my life and a pretty damn good ride
I’ll be waiting on the other side
Just so ya know

07

JUST SO

YOU KNOW

An new twist on an old plan

A new tool in the New Land
Gaslight the people, progress commands
Cast off souls live in the streets

Lead watered kids w/nuthin’ to eat

We honor our elders as obsolete

Comfortable habits, at it again

Say it’s a herd, some get thinned

The carpetbaggers rolled on in

Rulers’ uneasy, it’s cleansing time



New World Old World same routine
Smallpox-n-syphilis-n-COVID-19

Looka who’s dying man, see what I mean
Smack talking pimps’ exceptionalese 

What ever happened to the least of these
Ain’t nothing but collateral casualties


06

CLEANSING

TIME

We’ve done it before and we’re at it again

Say it’s a herd, some get thinned

The carpetbaggers all settled in
Rulers’ uneasy, it’s cleansing time


Wish you the best, but look man, ya on your own
Maybe the whole thing got overblown

All a the warlords got all a their needs
Stashed behind their stately walls of greed



We all look away but we’re in it again

Sometime folk just gotta get thinned

The carpetbaggers they all cashed in

Rulers uneasy, it’s cleansing time

05

DOWN

AGAIN

AIN't GOING

Well there’s games in the parlor, for those so amused
And goons on the door in case you cut loose
They got girls upstairs if you’ve got the jack
But boy if ya do, might wanna watch your back
 
Ain’t going down again
Roadhouse whiskey and watered-down gin
Ain’t going down again
Drop me off down the road Lord if you’re goin’ in If you’re headin’ in

Private airports and islands, for those so amused
And they got law and order so they can cut loose
Children for tasting, and these folks got the jack
As Ghislaine Maxwell slipty slides out the back

It’s all going down again
Ain’t no law for the gentry’s sins
It’s all going down again
We all know, we all saw, tacitly complicit again
We’re all in, guilty as sin

02

YOUR OWN

A SONG OF

She come easy breezy struttin’ on down the hall

Got her own way of cat walking, long and tall
She ain’t distracted, … she can’t hear ya call
On her own honest mission in spite of us all

She got a tune in her head, … day and night

A song in her heart keeps her headspace right

Ya can try to hum along, but it’s her own song
You ain’t getting near that girl without a song of your own

Oh ya got ta get a song of your own


Well he went down to Nashville to push his luck

Got his teeth kicked in, wound up drivin’ a truck
Packed his lessons and lumps, hauled ‘em on back home

Took ‘em down to the river, wrote a song of his own
Took it back to the river, wrote a song of his own

Wherever you’re at ….. wherever thrown

You’re a creative spirit, all on your own
Don’t fight the doubt that might settle in ya bones
Write your own story and a song of your own
Dream your own dream, write a song of your own

Take it back to the river and write a song of your own

All a God’s children they need a song of they own

All a God’s children ... gonna need a song of their own