Hold Up The Sky
Album Lyrics

A Little Bit Of Love

I want to love you and make you feel better
So happy that we're together
Add up the years it doesn't feel that long
Let my love rain down when you hear this song
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
Growing stronger every day
Want you to know so I got to say
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
Little things every day let's me know that you're thinking of me
Old couple dolls up on the shelf watching teeny tiny tv
Either a hugging and a kissing or a fighting and a kicking
Sometimes I want to run
But your love stays strong even though I'm wrong
Then it's over and done
Voodoo doll devotee you burned your candle on me
Now I'm here to stay
Sometimes I sit and think about
Cold snowy nights driving to your house
Slip in beside you underneath the covers
Soft as silk lays a sleeping lover

Better Days Ahead

Oh no I'm not going down
I'm like a boxer in the last round
In a clinch, against the ropes
Still swinging and still full of hope
No point in dwelling in the past
But you better think of something fast
Your cash it won't last always
But there's folks who'll help you along
But all I've got is my song
Maybe that's just enough, enough to get by
One light in the window the darkness is gone
Each voice of the choir makes it strong
Free of fear, free of dread
Better days ahead
True I've seen better days
But trouble don't last always
I'm betting on my future instead
Better days ahead

Blue Sky

Come on blue sky baby coming my way
I had a grey cloud hanging over me
But I chased it away
Little girls on telephones, rainbows and unicorns
Life ain't like that when you're on your own
I'm ready for a change instead of a drizzling mist
To a pouring rain
Looked out my window didn't do no good though
Got my head froze and did you know
I'm ready for a change from a drizzling mist
To a pouring rain.
I'm going to stand up proud
I'm going to shout out loud
Right there in the middle of as crowd
Come on give me what you got
I'm going to drain the grey cloud
If I have to drink every drop

I'd Rather Be Deaf

No fading foot steps, no slamming doors
I don't want to hear it any more
No crying, no lying, there's no denying
That we've tried it all before
You're one in a million that's just my luck
I found somebody that can't shut up
You fill each void with noise until
I've become so annoyed just stop I've had enough
You said I'd never find someone like you
I'm hoping that that's true cause you're a pain
You complain each refrain turns out the same
But I guess that's just what you do
I'd rather be deaf any day
Than to listen to what you have to say
It's falling on deaf ears get out of here
Lord and keep walking away
You're like a ref in the WWF
Why are you even in the ring
You shrug your shoulders, wear blind folders
I told her that it's over but she doesn't do a thing
ESPN closed captioned tv silence is golden
You won't hear a peep out of me no lecture
No conjecture won't hear you laugh like
Fran Drescher just living silently

Laloni Likie Lickie

My ship started sinking sailing the southern sea
My raft was a drift until it washed up on the beach
Pretty island girl come to rescue me
She cracked a coconut and handed it to me
I asked her her name she said Laloni Likie Lickie
I felt a little better she took me by the hand
We walked to her grass hut just across the sand
She took of my wet clothes hung them up to dry
Walked back in the hut had a look in her eye
She threw her arms around me, sat upon my knee
She whispered Lookie Laloni Likie Lickie
Who am I to say no it would be rude to be denied
Seems like the least I could do
For someone that saved my life
Then I heard some men a yelling coming through the bush
She threw me my clothes then she gave me a push
And as I was a running I passed a sign nailed to a tree
It said thank you for coming now leaving
Lookie, Laloni Likie Lickie

You're Doing It Wrong

My like rolls on like a song
Lucky for me she came along
To point out all the flaws I missed
Honey don't do that and don't do this
Either way she's going to be pissed
You're doing it wrong
I said just add it to the list
She don't like my shoes
She don't like my socks
There's too many pants
In the closet up on top
My wardrobe puts her panties
In a twist
She hates the mud flap girl
And my pearl snap shirts
She won't even like what
I'm wearing in the hearse
You're doing it wrong
I said just add it to the list
You're doing it wrong again
You never listen
I can't hear what you're saying
Over my loud guitar playing
Am I doing it wrong again
I'm elbow deep cleaning out the drain
Instead of napping
I'm working in the rain
The game is over
I wonder what I missed
Keep your head down low
And don't resist
You're smart ass comments
You better cease and desist
She's been a backseat driving
Since we was married
She's always got some helpful commentary
Thinks I'm studying for my drivers test
General facts and knowledge
She always knows best
It's like she's a gosh dang scientist

Marina Del Fina

Marina Del Fina la chicka mas fina mi amour
All la genta say she's may caliente for sure
She's muy guapa and nothing can stop her it seems
From enchanting the masses
While dodging their passes and schemes
But my Spanglish is malo
I'm incommunicado yes sir
She winks but keeps on walking
But I wish I was talking with her
Tell me have you seen her
She works the cantina til dawn
She's taking orders
Just south of the border of town
I don't want no comida
I just want to meet her that's all
But every time I try
I just get tongue tied and fall
Señorita bonita come to my casita
Bring your smile
Cause with a little tequila
I might get to steal you a while
She's suave like guave
And darker then rum anejo
She's better cajeta
And hotter than a habanero

Red Eyed Girl

Pretty little thing with your big red eyes
She don't get asked out by the other guys
She's my red eyed girl
I talk into her good she hears what I said
I saw her drivers license eye color read red
When she looks up to me with her one good eye
Is she winking or blinking it's hard to decide
I love her dearly she rocks my world
She's my red eyed girl
With a hook for a hand and a hump on her back
She sews all her clothes from a gunny sack
She's my red eyed girl
Seven of her husbands all ended up dead
They fell down the stairs and they cracked their heads
Poor red eyed girl
Eighth husband died from suicide
Shot himself with a rifle in the back and then he died
Now she's working at the laundry mat
She did that job in prison so she likes it like that

Stepping Out

I'm sitting at home ain't doing much
I miss my friends I feel so out of touch
When this is over I won't be sober
When we go stepping out
I miss the movies and the ball parks
I ain't used to being home after dark
Doing what I can so we can go hear a good band
When we go stepping out
I got a bunch of fancy clothes
But I've got nowhere to go
Don't know how long it's going to last
But I'm getting three weeks to a gallon of gas
Even my gal will know what she wants
The day we can go back to a restaurant
Hope I can afford her what she orders
When we go stepping out
I bet everybody feels the same
On the verge of going insane
Boy howdy it's going to be rowdy
The day we can go stepping out

That's My Girl

If you were a race like down in Bonneville
You'd pass everybody like they were standing still
That's my girl ooh that's my girl
You still give me a thrill
Talking about my girl
If you were distilled you'd be on the top shelf
I'd dust you off and drink you all by my self
If I was a dog you know what I'd be doing
My tail it would be wagging
When you walked in the room
If you were a piano you'd be a Steinway
I'd sit at your keys and play with you all day
If I got locked up and I was in a crowded jail
They'd say son how did you end up here
And I'd have a tale to tell

Quantrill

Down In Osceolla when the Union troops come round
General Lane heads to the court house while his men sac the town
Tax records and deeds mean more than do our lives
General Lane loads up a piano and silk dresses for his wife

Quantrill's bounty hunting runaway slaves
Pays better than in Lawrence than in his school teaching days
Arrested in Kansas for horse thievery
Escaped across the border an outlaw running free

Kansas is bleeding the whole country is seeing
A glimpse of what's in store
Free or slave gonna take it to the grave
There ain't nothing that's civl about this war

Abolition's the mission to gain two senate seats
A country divided soon driven to it's knees
Free State or slave both sides tally up the score
Each is side fighting for for one state more

Jayhawkers, Bushwhackers are fighting
They ain't afraid to get out the noose
Brothers killing brothers each blaming the other
And Quantrill he's out on the loose

Cole Younger, Frank and Jesse Quantrill and Bloody Bill
They're looking for payback Bill had a sister that was killed
Revenge for Ocseola, burn Lawrence to the ground
If a kid can hold a rifle then a kid can be shot down
Quantrill and his raiders 400 men or more
Heading in to Lawrence where the spoils of war are stored

The smell of burning houses and black powder fills the air
The sound of women screaming death strewn everywhere
The sun sets last on the Oread hill
All but two houses smoldering still
August air lays heavy on cottonwood trees
Like the 7 scores of men shot dead out laying in the street

Quantrill was spotted in 1865
Shot in the back in an ambush
A Spencer ball ripped his hide