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The Porter Draw

by The Porter Draw

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1.
Judgment Day 04:19
Do your recall the news today Or listen to the words I say Theirs a man that says that I should pray Prepare my soul for judgment day Ooh, Ooh But there are people living in the streets Without enough food to eat And I see their faces every day How they stay alive I cant say The Devil walks down every road And looks for those who’ll sell their soul For riches now he’ll pay in gold And cashes in when we are old The politicians in the news Don’t walk around in warn out shoes But those who come in last today Will be the first on judgment day Ooh, Ooh Last night I dreamed in black and white With no regret to satisfy And the ones I’d loved who’d gone before Were there and they all seamed so poor Then all their eyes turned into red And I realized that I was dead So I got down on my knees to pray But they just turned and walked away Do your recall the news today Or listen to the words I say Theirs a man that says that I should pray Prepare my soul for judgment day
2.
Digging through the boxes in the hall Giving up the Autumn for the Fall Going through our things finding rungs and rings Lay me down in softened soil Turning over letters in your hand Remembering the well-intentioned plans Life had bubbled up till it spilled our cup Lay me down in softened soil Mug inside the cupboard I won’t use I hate it, but every night I watch the news Like books worn soft, old tattered cloth Lay me down in softened soil You were brave as you had ever been The bad news then causing you to grin When came the day you knew what to say: ‘Lay me down in softened soil, Lay me down in softened soil’
3.
Wake me up early, watching the sunrise It bleeds into morning and grows all the time I feed up the horses, I water the south end This earth is my lover, and I hold it real tight The fields gotten thinner, since the time of my father I was just a boy then, but he taught me real well There’s blood in the river, it ruins the soil All my friends around me, they see fit to sell For me it ain’t that simple, this land’s all I got now Like all who come before me, I’ll work until I die They don’t make it easy, the cities and the factories They piss into the river, they steal the water from the sky But all I see is sunshine, this old tractor runs fine There’s clouds on the horizon, I pray they come our way The dust is all around me, its so thick that I can’t see Where the hell I’m going, or which way I should go Well I am a farmer, I live in the valley I live off the water, I live off the land Won’t you hear my voice now, won’t you feel my heart beating? This earth is my lifeblood and you hold it in your hands So when you think of summertime, cold ice cream and peach pie Knee high by the fourth of July, won’t you throw a prayer my way? When you wake early, turn south and you will see A man down on bended knee, throwing all his prayers away
4.
Out on the highway, out on the street Burning my heart like an engine in this desert heat Everyone’s looking, looking for me Seven day’s riding the blacktop, I’m finally free And the summer is waiting And the silence is everything Missouri was freezing, Kansas took a day New Mexico, the ladies will love and send you on your way Arizona I’m tired, your sun is a pill I’ll rest my body and mind in your canyons and hills And the long night is in front of me And the sunset’s never ending I filled up in Barstow, the coast in my sights Then it’s turn it around or continue the road and the ride It’s raining up north, so down Mexico Find some senorita to love me and never let go And your world is behind me And slowly I’m finding What’s important is loving the road ahead
5.
There’s a lonesome guitar playing on the radio I try and keep this old truck on the road My mind wanders to the night before 2 free beers and I took the door Goodbye Houston, off to San Antone I sing for a living and I write these songs for you Can’t nobody carry a tune quite like I do My throats been scratched with gravel These words they like to travel I’ll sing them all as I pass on through One more night, one more song One hundred dollars and I’ll move on One more day on the road Keep on moving all alone 2 sets left and I’m tired on the stage Ain’t no bed to hold me till my grave This whiskey tastes like gasoline Nobody’s listening or so it seems I just thank God I got somewhere to play A redheaded girl steps close to my microphone All black leather and her eyes shine like chrome I’ll sings these songs for her With a heart that burns But when it’s over I’ll be going home Repeat chorus If you see me singing come say hello It’s cold as hell and lonely on your own All I got is this old guitar Tragic words and empty bars I wish I had something else to hold Repeat chorus
6.
County Lines 03:04
I grew up without a dad, he died when I was four Momma did a real good job of evening up the score We worked hard cause the winter’s long and every year come harvest time Momma’d cry and set her eyes across the county line Oh my son, she said, We got milk and we got bread This dirt won’t grow dust, but don’t you mind Oh my boy, she said, Don’t you worry your little head I’m gonna get us across them county lines Every month on a Friday night, Mom would go to town She needed time to unwind and let her long hair down Once such Friday she came home with a man by the hand She told me they were in love and she hoped I’d understand Oh my son, she said, It’s a cold and lonely bed Tom’s as nice a man as I could find Oh my boy, she said, Don’t you worry your little head Now we’re gonna cross them county lines Living with my mom’s friend Tom, them winters weren’t so bad We had heat and enough to eat, it was more than we’d ever had But every night that Tom would drink corn liquor from his still He’d get a cold look in his eyes that was fierce enough to kill Oh my son, she said, It’s just a still out in the shed Tom’s as rich a man as I could find Oh my boy, she said, don’t you worry your little head Now that we’re across them county lines Late one nigh while fetching wood, I heard momma yell I ran inside just in time to see where momma fell Tom turned around with a gun in hand and a crazed look in his eye I took my axe to his neck and ran to my momma’s side Oh my son, she said, I see Jesus up ahead Now you must run and you must hide Oh my boy, she said, don’t you worry your little head Get yourself across them county lines Get yourself across them county lines
7.
I'm on Fire 03:38
8.
This Town 03:30
There’s not a lot to do in this town All of the factories are shutting down They all went to Mexico and they an’t ever coming back Left me here on the wrong side of the track Broken windows and locked gates seem to litter all around There’s not a lot to do in this town There’s not a lot to do in this town All of the good ones are in the ground They all went to war and died, left there families behind Others came back for suicide, A few walk these cobbled streets, seem there feeling kind of down There’s not a lot to do in this town Oh, watch the sun goes down in the western sky It’s just the harsh light in our eyes, A cold north wind is blowing, covers us with dust, Nothing here but faded dreams and rust There’s not much to do in this town, Just a bar on the corner where we drink our sorrows down There’s church here every Sunday and a few folks go to pray But most of us think God has moved away. If I was to be born again, and Jesus came on down, He wouldn’t find anything in this town There’s not much to do in this town
9.
Bitter Pill 04:04
Graduated high school and ’88 Dropped out of college at Eastern State Married my wife when the wall came down We had us a boy and we stayed in this town Took work at the mill back in ‘95 There was nothing in my mind but staying alive Losing your dreams is a bitter pill But dreams don’t matter when there’s mouths to fill A few years later had a little girl The pay don’t change and that’s the way of the world You try and get by with a little less That’s no new shoes and no new dress Baby’s crying in the middle of the night Brings me back to my little life Never once thought of what I could be Now I wonder what’s left of me Years went by and my boy grew up He had nothing so he signed up It was too long before they tore that mill down They closed the doors and they killed this town I told my wife we would be fine My pension would keep us from the welfare line Then I heard on the news today A man in New York is trying to make us pay My little girl’s got a life to live And I’ll be damned if I can’t give Hot food on her pate and a future that’s bright I got a plan to make things right Desperation makes a lonely man With my heart on my sleeve and a gun in my hand I gotta take back what’s owed to me Because you can’t eat a guarantee Losing your dreams is a bitter pill But dreams don’t matter when there’s mouths to fill
10.
Home Fries 03:31
Maybe a stack of pancakes stops the flow of heartache always coming down the road A double-barreled scramble is something I can handle and who would want their coffee cold? Waitress calls me ‘Darlin,’ I’ll have to beg your pardon if my gaze never leaves my plate I don’t mind the chattin’ but something seems to happen and after all it’s getting late. I just want some home fries easy on the pretty eyes, Miss Mae I just want a bear claw and to get home by the light of day You’re a lipstick lover, probably undercover for a bureau’s got it out for me Ill just get the check, calm myself a second I would get away scot-free. Well I know your Denver omelette is common as a comet feels like I haven’t eaten in days But your heels come a tappin’, I picture you in satin forget my side of Hollandaise I’ll just get a muffin, hope that you say nothing thinking that i have a nervous tick I know what you’re thinkin’, when it starts to sink in Man, that slice of toast is thick I just want some home fries easy on the pretty eyes, Miss Mae I just want a bear claw and to get home by the light of day You’re a lipstick lover, probably undercover for a bureau’s got it out for me Ill just get the check, calm myself a second I would get away scot-free.

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The Porter Draw is: Ben Wood, Joshua Gingerich, Russell Pyle, Joseph Gonzales, Dandee Fleming. Thank you to all our families, friends and fans.

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released April 4, 2014

Special thanks to: Erin Peifer - Cover/Layout, Goldchain - Disc Art, Paul Glover - Name Logo

Recorded at Frogville Studios Santa Fe NM by Bill Palmer
Produced by The Porter Draw

All Songs © 2014 The Porter Draw except I'm on Fire - Bruce Springsteen

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