From the recording Give It a Week
Second track from my upcoming debut LP, recorded at The Church Studio in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Drums: Paddy Ryan, Bass: Josh Nanna, Piano & Accordion: Ryan Jones
Lyrics
Well, you know it ain’t easy, the way that it goes
Whichever direction the green river flows
When sailing white water is dragging you down
It’s better to tread than give up and drown
Oh, ho, maybe there’s something
Somewhere to go when there’s nowhere to be
And I know tomorrow is Sunday
I’ll make it ‘til Monday, and give it a week
Well, mama and daddy ain’t young as they was
But I guess it’s the same way with any of us
I lost a few years to the tears in my eye
And I lost a few friends when the bottle ran dry
I fumbled on love, and I stumbled in life
This highway still humbles each mile that I drive
And phantom-line-fever’s around every bend
I’ll brave one more weekend, and try it again
Oh, ho, and maybe there’s something
Somewhere to go when I’ve no one to be
And I know tomorrow is Sunday
I’ll make it to Monday, and try it next week
There’s ghosts in the attic, and prayers in the cupboard
Faith in the silence and strength in resolve
There’s dark in the daylight and cold in the summer
It’s simple to fall as the big ball revolves
Oh, no, but maybe there’s something
Someone to take me when I can’t take myself
And if I can hold her steady ‘til Sunday
Next Monday, maybe I’ll give ‘em all hell