Cowboy Junkies 2007-07-20 The Britt Festval Jacksonville, Oregon 1. Lost My Driving Wheel Just came up on the midnight special Hey, how 'bout that My car broke down in Texas she stopped dead in her tracks Just called to tell you that I need you Just called to tell you how I feel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel They took my money on the night train north What a terrible thing I gave my promise that I will be there with you by Saturday night I want to tell you that I need you I need to tell you how I feel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel You can't say much in a phone call, babe You know how it is I have to tell you one sure thing Oh, won't you listen to this I want to tell you that I love you, babe I want to tell you just how I feel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel Some old engine that's lost my driving wheel I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel =========================================================== 2. A Common Disaster Michael Timmins A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted. A tattoo burned for everything I've ever wanted and lost. I had a long list of names that I kept in my back pocket, but I've cut it down to one and your name's at the top. I found myself a friend, but he's crooked as a stick in water. So now I'm writing fairy tales to catch the spirit of revenge. He's got a plan to steal my little sister, but I'm not too concerned 'cause I will get him in the end. Going to find me someone to share a common disaster. Run away with me from a life so cramped and dull. Not worry too much about the happily-ever-after. Just keep the Caddy moving 'til we're well beyond that hill. close =========================================================== 3. Blue Eyed Savior Where’d you go my blue eyed saviour? Where’d you go my darling one? Lying on that field of honour, not sure what you’re waiting on. And she won’t let him through the door. Her mind is ticking through those tumbling years, the one’s he promised he’d be there for. She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”. I’ve never heard such nonsense, I’ve never heard such lies. What to do with our sputtering engine? What to do with our fading star? Leaving us to wander freely, trying to find out where we are. And I can’t bear to see him go. There is just too much left on the table. There has been too much left alone. She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”. I’ve never heard such nonsense, I’ve never heard such lies. Listen to my wide eyed bundle. Listen to them assail the night. Lost again in their caves of wonder, leaving us alone outside. And I can barely stand the simple pleasure, each breath carrying just a little more weight. As I bend to adjust the comforter I think, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die” I’ve never heard such nonsense, I’ve never heard such lies. close =========================================================== 4. My Little Basquiat My little boy on the kitchen floor. (my little Basquiat) Stick men fighting stick dinosaurs. (my little Basquiat) Colours leaping all over the mat. (my little Basquiat) The kitchen floor is where it’s at for my little Basquiat. One day he’ll be golden, maybe chosen, perhaps to lead. One day he’ll be shaken, maybe taken, perhaps to bleed. My big girl swinging from the bars. (my little Comanice) Fist of stone flying above the yard. (my little Comaniche) Halfway up is halfway down (my little Comaniche) or maybe it’s the other way around for my little Comaniche. One day she’ll be moonlight, maybe too bright, perhaps, to shine. One day she’ll be found out, maybe ground down, perhaps she’ll cry. My little girl on her mothers lap. (my little Panchen Lama) Sucking on her fingers, surveying the roadmap. (my little Panchen Lama) Seems to be the only one around (my little Panchen Lama) that sees the red lights at the end of town. (my little panchen lama) One day they’ll be older, maybe bolder, perhaps, than me. One day they’ll be rising, maybe living, perhaps, in peace. close =========================================================== 5. License To Kill Bob Dylan Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth He can do with it as he please And if things don't change soon, he will Oh, man has invented his doom First step was touching the moon Now there's a woman on my block She just sit there as the night grow still She say who gonna take away his license to kill Now, they take him and they teach him And they groom him for life And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill Then they bury him with stars Sell his body like they do used cars Now there's a woman on my block She just sit there facin' the hill She say who gonna take away his license to kill Now, he's hell bent for destruction He's afraid and confused And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill All he believes are his eyes And his eyes they just tell him lies But there's a woman on my block Sitting there in a cold chill She say who gonna take away his license to kill May be noisemaker, spirit maker Heartbreaker, backbreaker Leave no stone unturned May be an actor in a plot That might be all that you got Till your error you clearly learn Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool And when he sees his reflection he's fulfilled Oh, man is opposed to fair play He wants it all and he wants it his way Now, there's a woman on my block She just sit there as the night grow still She say who gonna take away his license to kill (instrumental verse) close =========================================================== 6. Hunted Michael Timmins Emma's in a part of town where she doesn't recognize the streets named for famous native sons and out of every crevice comes creeping a threat in her direction Lucy's outside her home heading towards her corner store she stays on well-travelled paths and is always making sure that she doesn't develop patterns There are trap lines running up and down Main Street wire snares thirsting for your neck and feet Susan doesn't like the way her curtains are blowing in the wind She swears she locked that window before she went out dancing she stands frozen in her doorway Judy hears a sound coming from the other room she knows she should be alone 'cause the kids left at noon to go visit their father Quick to your phone dial 911 invite a strange man into your home who'll be carrying a gun Leslie's working late she's got a deadline to meet In walks her boss, upon her desk he puts his feet and says alone at last Reanne's got a new boyfriend and they're getting along until he locks the door and says don't struggle, I'm stronger than you are. Just one question I'm dying to ask, you said, do you know what it's like to be hunted? =========================================================== 7. Follower 2 My father’s stories fell upon us, filled us with his light. Gospels, fertile minds, taking root, taking root. His pocket change would jingle, sacramental bells, heads tucked low, sneaking peaks, sneaking peaks. And the rain comes down, it’s dark, and the browns begin to bite. Here you will always be, behind me, and you will not go away. There he sleeps, an untamed land, dark corners yet discovered, his heart yet to be trod upon, trod upon. I can’t bare to hear his breathing simply knowing what’s to come. I can’t bare to hear your breathing knowing what’s to come. close =========================================================== 8. You're Missing Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair Papers on the doorstep, but you're not there Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den Your house is waiting, your house is waiting For you to walk in, for you to walk in But you're missing, you're missing You're missing when I shut out the lights You're missing when I close my eyes You're missing when I see the sun rise You're missing Children are asking if it's alright Will you be in our arms tonight? Morning is morning, the evening falls I got Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls How's everything, everything? Everything, everything but you're missing, you're missing God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops =========================================================== 9. Cutting Board Blues If you’ve gone and made your mind up ‘bout leaving tomorrow, take it all, but leave my cutting board behind. I can see my way ahead. I reach this closed doorway. Try as I might, I can’t find my way behind. Do you see the end of time or a new level? Next time, alone, we’ll leave the others behind. If you’ve gone and made your mind up ‘bout leaving tomorrow, take it all, but leave my cutting board behind. close =========================================================== 10.Townes Van Zandt Proofread and authorized by Jeanene Van Zandt I used to wake and run with the moon I lived like a rake and a young man I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds my laughter the devil would frighten The sun she would come and beat me back down but every cruel day had its nightfall I'd welcome the stars with wine and guitars full of fire and forgetful My body was sharp the dark air clean and outrage my joyful companion whisperin' women how sweet did they seem kneelin' for me to command them And time was like water but I was the sea I'd have never noticed it passin' except for the turnin' of night into day and the turnin' of day into cursin' You look at me now, and don't think I don't know what all your eyes are a sayin' Does he want us to believe these ravings and lies they're just tricks that his brains been a playin'? A lover of women he can't hardly stand he trembles he's bent and he's broken I've fallen it's true but I say unto you hold your tongues until after I've spoken I was takin' my pride in the pleasures I'd known I laughed and thought I'd be forgiven but my laughter turned 'round eyes blazing and said my friend, we're holdin' a wedding I buried my face but it spoke once again the night to the day we're a bindin' and now the dark air is like fire on my skin and even the moonlight is blinding =========================================================== 11.To Love Is to Bury Margo and Michael Timmins I buried him down by the river 'cause thats where he liked to be. And every night when the moon is full I go there and weep openly. He and I were married by the river 'neath this willow tree and with God and friends witnessing on he pledged his life to me To me he was earth, I rooted in his soil. I to he was sky vast and free of the burdens from which he toiled. Then one night a terrible fight words spoken better left unsaid. With his wedding vows ringing in my ears he gave his life to me. They say to love is to bury those demons from which we all hide, but tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree becoming one are earth and sky. close =========================================================== 12.Still Lost Settling now Once again What was begun Will meet it's end Running now Time to hide Go inside It's time to hide Here we stand at the end of paths taken (guiding light inspiration) The slow decline The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross But we're still lost Waiting now Dull roots twinning Keeping watch For new roots shining There you stand at the edge of salvation (guiding light inspiration) The slow decline The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross But we're still lost =========================================================== 13.Blue Moon Revisited (song For Elvis) I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love My only one don't you see? And on that fateful day Perhaps in the new sun of May My baby walks back into my arms I'll keep him beside me Forever from harm You see I was afraid To let my baby stray I kept him too tightly by my side And then one sad day He went away and he died Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for I only want to say That if there is a way I want my baby back with me 'cause he's my true love My only one don't you see? =========================================================== 14.'Cause Cheap Is How I Feel (Michael Timmins) It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit it freezes before it hits the ground. And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar if he's out tonight he must be truly down. And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present to prove to you that what I said was real, for something small and frail and plastic, baby, 'cause cheap is how I feel. Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough to come up with an answer to the question why is it that every time I see you my love grows a little stronger. But your memory leaves my stomach churning, feeling like a lie about to be revealed, but I'll horde all this to myself 'cause cheap is how I feel. It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights I hate the shadows that they cast, and the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing I'll always drag with me from my past. I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into and maybe strike a deal. Your body for my soul, fair swap `cause cheap is how I feel.