1. |
Soul That Bleeds
04:11
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So I've been lonely
But I ain't
I ain't been alone
And I've been drinking
Like my liver's made of stone
And I've been walking
These dirty streets in the dead of night
Getting sober with the sunrise
There's a faded look in my eyes
You can tell I've got a soul that bleeds
I've tried praying
But I can't
I can't pray at all
But I've got faith in
A woman's touch can heal us all
And I've been craving
The kind of drugs that are hard to find
Getting sober with the sunrise
There's a faded look in my eyes
You can tell I've got a soul that bleeds
The drinks don't satisfy my needs
And neither do any of my misdeeds
No one ever stays close
And everybody leaves
That's why I've got a soul that bleeds
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2. |
Heart of Stone
04:21
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There's a letter on the floor
There's an open bedroom door
She holds her head at the edge of the bed, she says
I won't cry anymore
What good are these tears when all they do is fall?
She won't cry for a man that won't love her at all
There's an echo down the hall
There's a name she used to call
She says his name it just don't feel the same, she says
I don't know you at all
What good is this house, when all it has are walls?
She won't call on a man, who won't hear her calls.
'Cause everybody knows, you can't break a heart made of stone
'Cause you can't get inside, with too many heartaches gone by
It don't work like before, you can't even unlock the door
And you can't make it feel what it won't
And you can't break a heart made of stone
So now she's all alone
And her heart is made of stone
But her heart and her mind are the windows inside, she says
I'll keep them closed
What good is true love, when a lover tells a lie?
She knows the truth, she's seen the light.
'Cause everybody knows, you can't break a heart made of stone
'Cause you can't get inside, with too many heartaches gone by
It don't work like before, you can't even unlock the door
And you can't make it feel what it won't
And you can't break a heart made of stone
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3. |
The Butler
03:58
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Well The Butler is trusted, to care after others
Just like he'd care for his own
And The Butler's not family, he's blood as he can be
'Cause he makes a mansion a home
And The Butler stays quiet, but he won't deny it
'Cause if you ask him he'll say
His life is in service, and the young ones deserve it
And you know, he prefers it that way
Yeah he's The Butler
He does more than just answer the door
No one wears a bigger smile than The Butler we tend to ignore
Yeah he's The Butler
At the end of the end of the night
He's always the one, walkin' 'round turning out lights
The Butler's reserved, he's seen and not heard
Sometimes, he blends into the walls
But The Butler is patient and seems oddly ancient
When he's there, at your beck and your call
The Butler is gracious, he offers libations
Old wine, and fancy hors d'oeuvres
Oh but none but the finest, of all those with kindness
Delight in the people they serve
Yeah he's The Butler
He does more than just answer the door
No one wears a bigger smile than The Butler we tend to ignore
Yeah he's The Butler
At the end of the end of the night
He's always the one, walkin' 'round turning out lights
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4. |
Goddamn Carolina
03:50
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Carolina, you were good to me
So why am I still up here, in the North Country?
When I should have headed South
I stayed in the North
And I'm still in the mountains of Upstate New York
I'm in the Adirondacks, with the snow and ice
They're a little bit of heaven come late July
Yeah but now it's late December
And the coldest days I fear
Are the days when I don't feel the sun and I don't hold you near
Don't you know, these mountains are the place I call my home?
Don't you know, goddamn I miss my Carolina most?
She makes me want to trade, all these mountains for her coast
'Cause goddamn I miss my Carolina most
Goddamn I miss my Carolina most.
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5. |
Common
03:06
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Some things are common
Some things are rare
Some things you keep
Some things you share
Some things work out
Some things go wrong
Some things you don't notice
They're there all along.
And the things you only get once, they're there then they're gone
Some things are fragile
Some things are cracked
Some things will tell you
They just can't love you back
Some things you promise
We try to hold on
But some things will leave you
Just to help you move on
And the things you only get once, you better try to hold on.
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6. |
Jim Beam for Breakfast
03:43
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Well I can't be for certain, but I think it's been two years
Since she left town and I begged her to stay
And going on without her, was a struggle by the hour
But Jim Beam was there for breakfast every day
Yeah she put a hurtin', on my heart and on my soul
And when she left, she took a piece of me
But the aching in my head, seemed to disappear instead
If I snuck a little Jim Beam in my coffee
So I don't think that I've got a problem
I've still got a full-time job
And if things could be worse, then they ought to
I'll have Jim Beam for breakfast if I want to
I guess I've got my reasons, I should put this bottle down
'Cause you know I find I'm injured in strange ways
I got bruises on my hips, got raccoon eyes and a busted lip
But Jim Beam is the spirit when she haunts me
So I don't think that I've got a problem
I've still got a full-time job
And if things could be worse, then they ought to
I'll have Jim Beam for breakfast if I want to
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7. |
Chasing One More Line
03:21
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I used to write down my dreams
In a little red book, I kept beside my bed
And every morning I'd scribble down the thoughts inside my sleepy head
But I ain't had a dream in so long
But I remember every word you said
You said dreamers need to dream, like a poet needs to rhyme
And it ain't no way to live, if you're always
Chasing one more line
Well I'm chasing one more line
I used to write my own songs
And the lyrics were all in my brain
Until one morning I woke up and forgot the way the chords need to change
Melodies, they don't give a damn
If they resolve or repeat again
And no one was there to sing the refrain
So I'll start a new Page
With the lyrics that don't need to rhyme
Because I'm chasing one more line
I'm chasing one more line
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8. |
Halfway Home
04:45
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He's a drifter he's a loner
He's an urban soldier
He's front line infantry, in a war with poverty
He takes shelter in the alley
On the concrete steps
Where he's covered with his jacket, his shoes under his head
'Cause supplies are always thin
At the local soup kitchen
'Cause a halfway house, just ain't, a halfway home
And a man cannot survive on handouts alone
He deserves a second chance, to build a life with his own hands
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
We have passed him on the roadside
We've read his sign
It says I will work for food, but we don't look in his eyes
And we don't dare pull out our wallet
'Cause a man like that
He might be desperate enough, to snatch it from our hands
'Cause Supplies are always thin
At the local soup kitchen
And a halfway house, just ain't, a halfway home
And a man cannot survive on handouts alone
He deserves a second chance, to build a life with his own hands
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
He's a beggar on his feet, he ain't an addict on his knees
He's a product of a war, he was sent to overseas
He's a prayer before dinner that makes you thankful for your food
With a haircut and a shave he's interchangeable with you
'Cause a halfway house, just ain't, a halfway home
And a man cannot survive on handouts alone
He deserves a second chance, to build a life with his own hands
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
And a halfway house just ain't a halfway home
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9. |
I Still Remember
02:49
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Well heaven knows, where you've been
And where you are now
And how I've gotten by
Without you by my side, somehow
I ain't saying I'm a guilt-free man
I ain't saying that I don't have regret
I'm saying that it's been so long, but it ain't been long enough for me to forget
Because I, I still remember
And heaven knows,
Why we went wrong
Why I try to hide my weakness
By being strong
I ain't saying I'm a guilt-free man
I ain't saying that I don't have regret
I'm saying that it's been so long, but it ain't been long enough for me to forget
Because I, I still remember
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Jules Taylor Saugerties, New York
Texas Country
Nashville Soul
Rock and Roll
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