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The Man Upstairs
04:04
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Jeans and flannel white tube socks and sandals
Good old Mr. Randall handy as they come
Ain’t a talker reminds me of my father
Just like clockwork twenty years and then some
Since he handed me the keys he’s been watching over me
Hell, sometimes I forget he’s even there
Always fixing something keeps this whole place running
No matter what I break he’s got a spare
Right above my ceiling I wonder if he hears me
When I finally hit my knees and say a prayer
The man upstairs
Last Thursday cake and candles for his birthday
He left one burning and lit a cigarette
Sat before me kept me up ‘til morning
Swappin’ stories like two best friends
Tuggin’ on his beard he wiped away a tear
And put that last piece of cake in some Tupperware
He’s always fixing something keeps this whole place running
No matter what I break he’s got a spare
Right above my ceiling I wonder if he hears me
When I finally hit my knees and say a prayer
The man upstairs
Wonder what I’ll miss the most when the old man finally goes
Up to hear the angels sing
Looking out at the clear blue sky said he’s ready and I know why
‘Cuz someone’s watching over him
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Easy Answers
03:51
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Oh God I must confess
Against the driving rain
My eyes are seeing red
I need your help again
I’m falling on my knees
To beg to be reborn
Reach out and take my hand
And save me from the storm
There are no easy answers
The image is unclear
The dash has no directions
To where we go from here
No matter what I’ve done
I cannot stray too far
This human heart is stunned
By just how weak we are
And still we find our way
By grace toward the light
With eyes as wide as day
To reach the other side
There are no easy answers
No places left to hide
It’s us against the question
Of how we feel inside
So I’m raising up my voice
Yeah I’m ready to be saved
May the truth cut through the noise
And the people be amazed
There are no easy answers
No magic crystal ball
It’s trial and tribulation
Until the curtain call
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Hit The Lights
03:53
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I can't take the silence in here on my own
Time to face the music you ain't comin' home
Swore that we could make it we were never givin’ up
Didn’t take too long to see that I’m all outta’ luck
Hit the lights and cue the water works
Watch the world go 'round like no one knows it hurts
There’s freedom somewhere out there but I’m stayin’ in tonight
So before you shut the door on me go on hit the lights
To love you drove me crazy to lose you broke my heart
Guess I thought you’d save me but I made that pretty hard
Last words you spoke to me still ringin’ in my mind
Never stay so long that you can’t leave it all behind
Hit the lights and cue the water works
Watch the world go 'round like no one knows it hurts
There’s freedom somewhere out there but I’m stayin’ in tonight
So before you shut the door on me go on hit the lights
Maybe you’ll regret it I kinda’ think you won’t
You don’t seem to miss me and I probably shoulda’ known
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Leavin'
03:40
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Keep my leavin' in the soles of my shoes
In case I got a little leavin' to do, a little leavin’ to do
I leave my boots by the foot of the stairs
In case my leavin' wants to go somewhere, wants to go somewhere
North to south east and west
I keep on leavin' 'til there's nothin' left
Close behind no matter where I go
Seems the leavin' won't leave me alone
Well I got me a job twenty dollars a day
But my leavin' told me I gotta' walk away, gotta’ walk away
The boss man asked me said what's the rush
I was long gone in a cloud of dust, in a cloud of dust
North to south east and west
I keep on leavin' 'til there's nothin' left
Follows me around no matter where I go
Seems like this leavin' won't leave me alone
I try to stay long as I can
But the leavin' always seems to have other plans, have other plans
Ask me where I'm goin' well I don't know
Just a chasin' that leavin' on down the road, on down the road
North to south east and west
I keep on leavin' 'til there's nothin' left
Close behind no matter where I go
Seems like the leavin'
Seems like the leavin’
Seems like the leavin' won't leave me alone
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Last Man Standing
05:30
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I walked the streets like a mind without a soul
I saw your eyes in the windows of St. Catherine's as they closed
And every hand I could reach for pulled away
It felt like freedom from the fall out on Independence Day
My legs gave out and I came down on my knees
The city shook me and my heart said, "baby, spin me slower please"
From somewhere far, far beneath the surface came
A voice of comfort and a song that somehow seemed to know my name
I'm gonna' be the last man standing, I'm gonna' look beyond these words
I'm gonna' blow the roof wide open, I'm gonna' tell the whole world what I heard
Stronger than a million countries, deeper than an ocean floor
Tell me can you feel this, baby, I'm gonna' give you what you're waiting for
Forget the times when you walked out on me
Let go of all your faded stories of the way we used to be
Give the morning sun a chance to make you smile
After all, the sky is clear now, and it should be for awhile
Remember sitting in the shade of an apple tree?
Fourteen steps from Euclid Avenue to the place we liked to eat
A hundred men with broken hearts can say the same
But I know deep inside your mind, you're still spelling out my name
I'm gonna' be the last man standing, I'm gonna' look beyond your words
I'm gonna' blow the roof wide open, I'm gonna' tell the whole world what I've heard
Stronger than a million countries, deeper than an ocean floor
Tell me can you feel that, baby, I'm gonna' give you what you're waiting for
Give me peace, give me patience with myself
Let me see the best intentions of everybody else
And when it's time to put my fingers to the flame
Give my purpose, give me presence, give me passion in your name
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If You Were Here
03:40
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Jet planes makin’ smoke trails cross the sky but I can’t see ‘em
Trains are running every fifteen mins but they won’t stop for me
Goin’ half crazy without you baby deaf dumb and colorblind
Stuck on rewind in the same old black and white movie in my mind
If you were here, oh the things that I could do
The clouds would clear there’d be miles and miles of blue
Without a sound my doubts would disappear
And all my walls would crumble and they’d fall if you were here
Rain showers dried up hours ago but I’m still soaking wet
Blackbird singin’ the songs of spring but I can’t hear ‘em yet
Feelin’ half broken my heart’s wide open but I can’t feel it beatin’
All because I’m either lost or dreamin’ or somewhere in between
If you were here, oh the things that I could do
The clouds would clear there’d be miles and miles of blue
Without a sound my doubts would disappear
And all my walls would crumble and they’d fall if you were here
Quarter after midnight lookin’ for something I can’t find
I can almost see your face and feel your hand in mine
Every song on the radio sounds like an empty street
Wonder where you are tonight and why not next to me
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You Can Have Wichita
04:04
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This town was all you ever wanted
And I thought you'd be all I need
Your mama hugged the phone 'cuz you were finally headed home
But it ain't home to me
From union dues to church on Sundays
Tried to hitch my life to yours
Sometimes it works sometimes you wind up gettin' hurt
And lookin' for the door
You can have Wichita the whole damn city limits
I'm leaving you the place you love and everything that's in it
Somehow the dirt here seems to hold your memory
You can have Wichita and it’s all Wichita to me
Caught you crying in the driveway
Engine running windows shut
I know it ain't this place but I wanna' blame it anyway
For what happened here to us
You can have Wichita the whole damn city limits
I'm leaving you the place you love and everything that's in it
Somehow the dirt here seems to hold your memory
You can have Wichita and it’s all Wichita to me
You can have the clovers that rise up when it rains
Tall grass in the back yard those long hot summer days
A man knows when he's beaten and I just don't belong
You're right where you need to be and I'm as good as gone
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Couldn’t see what I couldn’t see right before my eyes
Didn’t doubt what I believed and couldn’t tell you why
Wouldn’t hear what I wouldn’t hear not a whisper not a shout
You said it loud and clear but I knew how to tune you out
I didn’t know what I didn’t know of course I know that now
I had to learn the hard way the only way that I know how
Baby please forgive me don’t turn around and go
I didn’t mean to hurt you I didn’t know what I didn’t know
Couldn’t tell what I couldn’t tell and you couldn’t tell me anything
Followed you down to the water but you couldn’t make me drink
Didn’t do what I said I’d do I guess that all I can say
Now I’m looking at losing you I hope it’s not too late
I didn’t know what I didn’t know of course I know that now
I had to learn the hard way the only way that I know how
Baby please forgive me don’t turn around and go
I didn’t mean to hurt you I didn’t know what I didn’t know
I didn’t know how to love you
I didn’t know how much I do
Tell me we’re not breakin’ up
I swear I’ll make it up to you
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Same old movie in my head every summer me and her
Talkin’ names like James if it’s a boy or Lisa for a girl
Holdin’ onto the memory of a barefoot porch on a Saturday
And the face in a faded photograph seven thousand miles away
Dog tags and a wedding ring, how’d it come to this
Hard to do the right thing when you don’t know what that is
Heart is halfway ‘round the world but my boots are on the ground
Countin’ down the days here ain’t too much longer now
Tunin’ out the choppers and squintin’ through the dust
Thinkin’ of the one I love and the place I wish I was
Did my best couldn’t fix the rest but I pray she understands
Either way I’m learnin’ what it means to be a man
Dog tags and a wedding ring, how’d it come to this
Hard to do the right thing when you don’t know what that is
Heart is halfway ‘round the world but my boots are on the ground
Countin’ down the days here ain’t too much longer now
Open up that envelope and a tear rolls down my face
Loves me and she’s proud as hell P.S. little Lisa’s on the way
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Private Island
03:06
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Dog days and damn I'm ready
Fire up my rusty Chevy
I know where I need to be
Just a ragtag riverbank but
Layin' back with the music cranked up
Sure feels like Waikiki to me
Don't need no reservations no black tie invitation
It's a good time right time anytime guaranteed
Call up CMT they got to see my private island
Redneck VIPs in cut off jeans my private island
Woah ohh where the sweet sunshine don't cost a dime no
Woah ohh it's a state of mind my private island
It's a place out past the asphalt
No pilots planes or passports
TSA won't slow us down
Little sand and a whole lotta' dirt
A little Tim McGraw can't hurt
Poppin' PBRs and losin' count
Ain't got but a couple dollars don't think much 'bout tomorrow
Suns out guns out right here and now
Call up CMT they got to see my private island
Redneck VIPs in cutoff jeans my private island
Woah ohh where the sweet sunshine don't cost a dime no
Woah ohh it's a state of mind my private island
The map don't show it but we know where to go
A piece of paradise at the end of a gravel road
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Like any other tale on Music Row
It started out with a man and microphone
Another small town star with a Nashville dream
Playin’ all night for beer and gasoline
Next scene is a rust red pick up truck
Tearin’ up the tires in a cloud of dust
You can see the movie in your mind
So what’s so special ‘bout it this time
Trailer parks to Broadway bars
Shootin’ stars and broken hearts
Yeah I know how a country song begins
Bad checks and motel beds
Sunsets and what the heck happens next
How’s this one gonna’ end
Rumor had it there was somethin’ ‘bout a girl
And a pawn shop ring least that’s what I heard
Backstage catchin’ fireflies in a jar
Everyone knows that’s how it starts
Trailer parks to Broadway bars
Shootin’ stars and broken hearts
Yeah I know how a country song begins
Bad checks and motel beds
Sunsets and what the heck happens next
How’s this one gonna’ end
So where’s it wind up what becomes of all his plans
I ain’t gotta’ tell you we all know how it began
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Mansfield 44905
04:03
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You could throw a rock one side of Richland to the other
Half the kids ain’t got no dad the rest ain’t got no mother
I put Richland in the rear view and never turned around
Now me and this old 40 watt gonna’ clean that attic out
Opened up a shoebox my mama musta’ saved
Couple dozen envelopes scribbled with my name
Ripped ‘em open one by one started to understand
Probably scared to death I’d turn out like my old man
Finally met my father in the letters that he wrote
Yeah his memory ain’t too far from me tonight
About a half mile west the return address Reformatory Road
Mansfield 44905
House is empty but it’s fillin’ up my heart
Talkin’ with my daddy up here in the dark
Asked about the science fair and how little league was goin’
What about the girl next door wonder how he coulda’ known
Finally met my father in the letters that he wrote
Yeah his memory ain’t too far from me tonight
About a half mile west the return address Reformatory Road
Mansfield 44905
Never told me what it was what kinda’ line he crossed
That took him from his only son
But that don’t bother me because every single one of us
Is more than the worst thing we’ve ever done
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Engine runnin’ strange need the oil changed
Go see Billy at the fillin’ station
He’ll top up the tank and it won’t break the bank
And he’s always good for makin’ conversation
Diner on the left lady’s name is Tess
Makes the county’s finest apple pie
Summer through to winter breakfast lunch and dinner
Gotta’ have a piece before you die
But if you’re feelin’ lost like you can’t see no way out
Lookin’ for some answers when all you got is doubt
If you’re out on the edge with nothin’ left to lose
I know who to send you to
There’s some things in this world only God can do
When you’re feelin’ low there’s a place just up the road
Keystone Karaoke’s goin’ down
If you can’t sing a lick they won’t mind a bit
Cheapest kind of therapy in town
If you need a little peace to get you through the night
A candle in the darkness to shine a little light
If your heart is broken and you’re feelin’ like a fool
I know who to send you to
There’s some things in this world only God can do
I ain’t tryin’ to say that God won’t find a way
Of showin’ up through someone else
The people that you meet might be His hands and feet
I’m sure he don’t mind the help
Well if you need the grace that’ll quench your thirsty soul
And a cup that will not empty further down the road
If you’re lookin’ for redemption for something tried and true
I know who to send you to
There’s some things in this world only God can do
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In Bed With The Rain
04:15
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Oh the atmosphere is heavy with unrest these days
Ain’t a moment I don’t feel it crashin’ over me like waves
I can try to change direction as the clouds move in
But they always beat me to it and they soak me to the skin
In bed with the rain it’s like drownin’ in my sleep
Drags me to the depths ‘til I don’t know what I believe
I can’t speak for you but I don’t need that kind of pain
I’ve had enough I’ll never get back in bed with the rain
Once my back was breakin’ from the load that I was haulin’
My knees were buckled under all the while the rain kept fallen
But lucky me I’m waterproof and still the fact remains
Last thing I’ll ever do is get back in bed with the rain
In bed with the rain it’s like drownin’ in my sleep
Drags me to the depths ‘til I don’t know what I believe
I can’t speak for you but I don’t need that kind of pain
I’ve had enough I’ll never get back in bed with the rain
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James Tristan Redding Nashville, Tennessee
British-American songwriter, singer, audiobook narrator, studio player, Godin Guitars official
artist.
Founded global collective www.SongAWeek.org, performance art experience The Under Over: tinyurl.com/uoxuo (song circle underneath a highway) and writing retreat www.TheNashville24.com (annual challenge: write 24 songs in 24 hours).
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