Nowheresville Lyrics
1. The Marble
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
In days of old and stories told,
Have I got a tale for you
It’s about a guy with one glass eye
And he bought it from a fella named Lou
Now Lou specialized in merchandise,
Odds and sods and curiosities
A warehouse surprise down on Pier 55
Crammed full of every rarity
It was a great jumbled mess in that strange little nest;
All piled to the sky from the ground
But he filed things every day in his own peculiar way
And he knew where every item could be found
And Lou never cared if he sold his wares,
He really liked all that stuff
But he would strike a deal just to buy his next meal
‘Specially when times were getting tough
Now the guy named Guy lost his last glass eye
With his drinking and gambling ways
Guy’s luck ran dry when he rolled snake eyes
And the table took his eyeball in the rake
Yeah Guy was tanned; a real ladies’ man
He had had every gal he wanted in his pocket
But now Guy was blue and the whole town knew
All he wanted was an eyeball for his socket
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Now when Guy told Lou how long the eye was overdue
Perspective was the thing he really needed
He’d feel like an ass when his new looking glass
Showed the foolishness of being so conceited
You see Lou was in a pinch and the sale was a cinch
‘Cause vision clouds a man in desperation
The only twinkle in Guy’s eye would be the marble that he’d buy
A porcelain beauty illumination
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2. Kemble Mountain
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
I have come to this mountain
Searching for something inside
And there’s a bear that know all my secrets
He don’t like the sound of my crying
He says, “I’ll bet you think that you’re alone now
You know I’ve heard it all before
Y’all come up here whenever you’re lonely
What ya gotta do is leave it all behind.”
You’ll find gold on Kemble Mountain
Like the silver in a moonlit sea
And if you close your eyes just for a moment
You can feel the wind’s poetry
Blackbird flies above this mountain
Circling for a better view
And there he solves all the world’s problems
And he’s annoyed by the sound of my foolish crying
He says, “What makes you think that you’re alone now?
You know I’ve seen it all before
Take a look around you’ll see this forest disappearing
That bear’s got trouble like he’s never seen before.”
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If you take nothing
If you leave nothing
You might find yourself
You might find...
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3. That Wailing Hound
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
Why does that old hound dog wail?
Tell me why does that old hound dog wail?
Oh please mister, tell me, is he lying on a nail?
Tell me why does that old hound dog wail?
Oh don’t that rusty nail, don’t it hurt him so?
Oh don’t that rusty nail, oh don’t it hurt him so?
Please mister tell me, why don’t he up and go?
Oh don’t that rusty nail, don’t it hurt him so?
Why don’t that sorry dog
Why don’t he just up and go?
Oh please mister tell me
‘Cause I just got to know
Why he howls
Yodelayee how he howls
Yodelayee how he howls
It’s the only song he knows
Oh you’d think that lazy dog
You’d think he was pretty tough
You see here girl that nail
Just don’t hurt bad enough
Come dinner time he won’t be singing no blues
Come dinner time he won’t be singing no blues
See here girl in life we’ve all got roads to choose
Come dinner time he won’t be singing no blues
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He don’t know no Patootie tunes
He don’t know Elvis or his blue suede shoes
He don’t know no Beetles or Rolling Stones
He just howls the only song he knows
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4. The Dandiest of Dandelions
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
Have you ever looked closely at a blade of grass?
The way it keeps growing is a pain in the ...
As plants go it’s skinny and common at best
And yet I remain the one you detest
Though I’m cheerful and sunny and grow despite drought
You resist all my charms and start yanking me out
My leaves are so lovely in salads and wines
And I can’t understand why I’ve been so maligned
For I am the dandiest of dandelions
I am the king of the lawn, hear me roar
When spring comes around, when my beauty abounds
You chop off my head with a mower
That fella from Roundup’s just doing his job
A mission that I see as truly macabre
He’s making a buck off my downtrodden fate
A dandelion’s nightmare I can’t contemplate
I’m really quite delightful when given the chance
Just give me some gardens and fields to enhance
My splendour and glory are best seen en masse
And I’m quite an improvement over boring old grass
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5. Gucci Gumboots
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
Blackberry pickin’ on an old fence row
Black flies bitin’ and a rooster crows
I don’t miss Bay Street one little bit
But everywhere I go I keep stepping in
Sugar, why don’t you leave your high-paced life?
Come dance with me beneath the stars like we did on blackout night
One more thing is all I need to make my life complete
It’s your sweet lovin’ darling
And another can of deet (diethyl-m-toluamide)
Deedlydeet I’ve got Gucci Gumboots
Deedlydeet I’ve got $40 wine
Deedlydeet I’ve got everything but romance
Please won’t you be mine
Whoa won’t you be mine
Skinny dipping at the old mill pond
Frogs are hopping, and the radio’s on
Marshmallows’ roasting on the open pit
My cell phone is ringing but I don’t give a ...
Sugar, why don’t you leave your high paced life?
Come dance with me beneath the stars like we did on blackout night
One more thing is all I need to make my life complete
It’s your sweet lovin’ darling
And another can of deet
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Packing up the hummer with the gumboots on
Sun is fading and the weekend’s gone
Think I’ll wear those boots till the day I quit
‘Cause the country’s got nothing on Bay Street for
Sugar…
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6. Sweet Patootie Rag
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
7. Lead Me Now
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
Laughter rings out on the river
Boots keep time to the fiddler’s dream
Cast your cares out on the water
Watch them float on down that stream
Sun sets like a pair of rose-coloured glasses
Come on down now your work day’s done
Cool your feet in the river’s water
Stomp ‘em hard til the morning sun
Dance me ‘round those paper lanterns
Music sweet as you please
The fiddler smiles as fireflies enchant her
And leaves dance in the trees
Lead me now so I can follow
Take me down that garden path
You don’t have to say that you love me
Just to make an old fiddle tune last
So if your day’s been full of worry
Toss your hat and join the fun
Let the rhythm take you over
Raise your glass we’ve just begun
Johnny jump up on the dance floor
Pretty maids all in a row
Down your drink and grab a partner
Skirts are swaying to and fro
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8. Out of Luck
Terence Young 2005 SOCAN
Welcome to the real side of the world sweet darlin’
Did yah think all your dreams would come true?
When you’re not looking, when you least expect it
All your plans they can turn on you
And before yah know it, you’re caught in a trap
Where you can’t step forward, can’t step back
Every time you move, you tighten the straps
You might be out of luck.
Try and make it to the surface, ‘cause you’re drowning
In a city of quick dryin’ cement
So you throw your lifeline out
And you hope like hell somebody wants to catch it
‘Cause they don’t know you and you don’t know them
And it’ll take an effort to pull you in
And in a world where everyday somebody sinks or swims
You might be out of luck
So if you think the world is calculated
Play a few hands and make a few bucks
You might be more than disappointed
When your deal don’t come through and you’re right out of luck
Well, maybe you figured out some super slick plan
Where you could supply what was ever in demand
But your plans don’t mean a thing when it hits the fan
You might be out of luck. Shucks
All of your chances are gone, so long
You’re less than elated. Your hope’s been negated
There’s nothing before you and the whole world ignores you
No date for the Prom and no home and no mom
You might be out of luck
9. The Roadside Evangelist
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
I met a man on the side of the road, he was a raggedy man
I couldn’t make out what he was on about, some conspiracy or master plan
He said “Brother keep your spare change for some poor other unfortunate
I don’t need your pity now but I sure could use a cigarette
You other folks keep your heads down and quickly scurry by
Yeah, cross the street and whatever you do don’t ever let me catch your eye
I am the roadside evangelist. It’s the truth I’m here to speak
And if you wanna catch my act I’m here every day of the week
For you’re not the only ones travelling on this road
So pick up the pieces and help to share the load
Don’t walk on by your brother when he’s fallen in your way
Now say hello to the Missus and have yourself a good day.”
And they say, “You’re not the only one traveling on this road
So pick up your litter and carry your own load
Yeah pack up all your nonsense and get on outta here
Cause we’ve got better things to do than stop”
He said, “Let me sell you a copy of my madman’s gazette
It covers all my favourites like poverty and national debt.”
I shuffled through my pockets and found us a couple of smokes
He poured some day-old coffee and laughed at all my nervous jokes
I caught a glimpse of a different world through that pair of wild blue eyes
And it wasn’t ‘til the streetlights hummed that we finally said goodbye, goodbye
Oh, you can keep your eyes closed and never open up your mind
Or rummage through your heart just to see what you can find
10. You’re Not The One
Sandra Swannell 2004 SOCAN
Was it something I said?
What did you hear?
What was it about goodbye that wasn’t clear?
Was it the sound of the door that finally closed behind me?
Or the echo of departing footsteps in your ear
Tell me what brought you half way ‘round God’s green earth
What makes you think there’s something for you here?
Let me get this straight
You sailed across the ocean, on a hunch, on a foolish notion
That I might still be in love with you
Your days of grey are far behind me, I never wanted you to find me
Now you wanna try and mend that fence and I can’t believe your arrogance
What makes you think you’re still the one?
You’re not the one, no, no, no
What makes you think you’re still the one?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Or was it really all just in your head?
Was it the sound of the squealing tires that misled you?
Or the disconnected number that you dialed?
Tell me what makes you think you’ve got half a chance in hell?
What makes you think you can drag me up that aisle?
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11. Letting Go of the Weight of the World
Terence Young 2005 SOCAN
12. The Box
Terence Young (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
When I was a boy I played in a box; a little boy's box
That we used as a clubhouse for our little boy talks
And Bobby came over on the days that it rained
And we climbed in the box, for the box was a train
Where the skies were all blue and we sailed down the track
For the box had no limit and we never looked back
Now over the years the box showed its wear
But we snuck dad's beer so we didn't care
For we rolled down the hills in the box and we thanked
Each day for the box, for the box was a tank
And now I’m a man and I work in a box; a big box store
Where I’m punching the clock, I was hoping for more
And the box is all grey and it all seems a shame
For wherever I go, the box looks the same
Come out, I think, from this box where I hide
To see once again and think from outside…
The box I’ve created, the box I’ve destroyed
The box that I played in when I was a boy
Now I don't know what's come of my little friends
But we'll be in a box when we meet in the end
13. Jiggity Jig
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
I’ve been on the road since I don’t know when
Scratching out a living on my violin
I play a couple tunes and down another beer
But a packed house is empty when my baby isn’t here
And ooh, I’ve been blessed
I get to spend my days doing what I love best
But oh, oh I don’t know
I’ve got two loves now, my fiddle and my beau
Singing jiggity jig I gotta get back home
My baby’s waiting for me and he’s all alone
And every time I call him he’s waiting by the phone
Singing jiggity jiggity jig, jig jig baby
Jiggity baby, won’t you please come home
I’m drinking too much coffee, the kind that’s twice brewed
I’m getting way too chatty and I only talk of you
Your sweet smile and laugh aren’t the only things I miss
I’m calling you up now for a telephone kiss
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This here’s the best place I’ve ever played
I do regret that when I take a bow I must be on my way
I’ve been talking to the manager; he says all I’ve got to do
Is finish out the night and then I’m heading home to you
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14. Damn Bee
Terence Young & Sandra Swannell (Easy Bake Records 2007) SOCAN
There's an old oak tree sighing patiently
And he's wonderin' when you're comin' back to me
He’s wonderin’ when you’re ever comin’ back
Well I don’t care and you know I’d never ask
'Cept the tree keeps pointing out how much time has past
He keeps pointing out how time has past
And as for me well I’ve moved on
And I hardly think about you since you've been gone
It's only when I sit with that old oak tree and talk
And lately it's been a lot
Damn tree, damn tree
Why’s he have to keep on reminding me?
Why’s he have to keep on reminding me?
Damn tree
There's a tiny bumble bee buzzin' by the tree
And he's wonderin' when you're ever comin’ back to me
He's wonderin' when you're ever comin' back
Well I don't really care. You know I’d never ask
'Cept the bee just keeps on buzzin' about the time that’s past
He keeps on buzzin' 'bout the time that’s past
And as for me, well I’ve moved on
And I hardly think about you since you've been gone
It's only when I sit with that bumblin’ bee and talk
And lately it's been a lot
Damn bee, damn bee
Why’s he have to keep on reminding me?
Why’s he have to keep on reminding me?
Damn bee
When he tells me that he misses you I just roll my eyes
I don’t know how to console him he just buzzes and flies
But I have to look away from that bumblin’ bee
‘Cause I haven’t slept a wink here since you up and left me
And I’m so damn tired and in need of some zees
Thanks to that buzzy wuzzy lovesick for your company bee