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           George Hunt

Lyrics

CAN’T AFFORD A CALL
I can’t afford a call
All bourbon works as well
I nightly make my rounds
It’s good to see you’re doing well.
You’re not alone.

I see you’ve combed your hair
Now that deserves a drink
You can buy the next round
And on, and on, it goes
It’s really quite the rage

Here’s to all of us
Most of the time we’re in a rage
Cheers, but quietly
Socially bombed is quite the rage

Sleeping all day
Wake in time to catch a show
You check in at the door
And see who’s there you know
You’re not alone

I see you’ve changed your shirt
Now that deserves a drink
You can buy the next round
And on, and on, it goes
It’s really quite the rage

Here’s to all of us
Most of the time we’re in a rage
Cheers, but quietly
Socially bombed is quite the rage

Cheers to all of us
Most of the time we’re in a rage
Cheers, but quietly
Socially bombed is quite the rage

I can’t afford a call
All bourbon works as well…

ULSTER FIELDS
I took off for London
Where I heard they had a bridge fall down
There’s no bridge to see there
But London’s a lovely town

Next off for Dublin
Where I heard they bury gold in the ground
The gold I found was from England
A fine British lad in the ground

Had I been so high that I could have forgotten they’re fighting a war?
Do you love so well that you can waste all those young men on damp Irish  moors?
Didn’t seem so right, the Irish fields of blood.

I returned home to Lawrence
Where the English and Irish come to learn
I’ve even heard them make music
So much better together then alone

Had you been so high that you’d waste so much fighting and dying in war?
Do you love so well that you could send all those young men to lie in dark holes?
Didn’t seem so right, the Irish fields of blood.

We could be so high, if we weren’t always fighting and dying in wars.
If we loved so well, we wouldn’t send all our young men to lie in dark holes.
Didn’t seem so right, the Irish fields of blood.

HELLO,MOON-MAN
Hello Moon-Man, looks like it’s up to us to smile
Make a cool breeze, look to the far horizon and gone
What a trip man
You’re on gardens, (mmm) what a strange trip you’re on

On a walk through a park I heard a laugh
It was all soon comin’ back

When I stepped in a brook I felt the chill
I remembered as a child
Do you remember?

I’m walkin' through a park steppin’ on sunflowers
I’m swimmin’ in a lake lookin’ for crawdads
Do you remember?

It’s a strange life indeed
These are wild flowers
It’s a strange life indeed
These are wild flowers
These are wild flowers...

What trip man
We’re on gardens, (mmm) what a strange trip we’re on....

HEY MAZE
Hey Maze, don’t turn around
I just might break down and fall to the floor (Oh no)
I won’t be taken lightly now
Any other time I’m just fun to have around

Take my guitar away
‘Cause I can’t fall in love
But I want to when you watch me play
So please don’t turn around

‘Cause I love every song you watch me play 
Oh no, at night
It takes me hours to fall asleep in my bed, amazing!
It took me years to heal the wounds
Of my love, my life
Take my guitar away

Hey Maze, I know we’ve talked about
How you need your time, and you deserve your space (For sure)
But I can’t stand to play the games
I know I’d have to play to keep you interested in me (Umm Hmm)

Take my guitar away
‘Cause I can’t fall in love
But I want to when you watch me play
So please don’t turn around

‘Cause I love every song you watch me play
Oh no, at night
It takes me hours to fall asleep in my bed, amazing!
It took me years to heal the wounds
Of my love, my life
Take my guitar away

Hey Maze, don’t turn around
I just might break down and fall to the floor (Oh no)

AFTER ALL
The gray hours before the sun should rise
Find me wide-awake
Just like a dream I feel my body rise
Though I’m wide-awake

After all the fears I’d over come
Had me laden down
After all the world our hands have made
Crumbles to the ground
We can still be found...

The sun leapt from the sky, came to lay atop my hand
And the Morning’s fingers spread before my eyes
Who’s that come treading softly? The Earth’s unsettled winds
With a whisper I began to cry....

Father I have a seen a place I’m sure we might have been
The beginning and the end of our lives
I believe I’ve heard The Voice of every creed of men
The beginning of the end of our time

Who’s this come urge me gently to sweet begin to rise
And face each day began of my life?
Just beyond my grasp lay reward I yearn to hold
Yet Its promise proves enough to urge my flight

Father I have heard A Voice I pray you’ll one day hear
With It’s promise of a cure for us blind
I have heard The Shining Light of A Spirit Who revealed
The promise of a truth to our lives

Name me after the sky, after the poor, after the blind
Name me after the girls, after the boys, after The Right
Name me (Don’t nobody ever name me)
It’s all right...  It’s all right

The sun leapt from the sky, came to lay atop my hands
And the Morning’s fingers spread before my eyes....

STRANGE LIST OF DAYS
Wild days to come, such are our lives
So say the wise, advice to the young
People then, breakin’ their ties
Runnin’ from homes where they’ve always stayed
A strange list of days

And to yourself you think, I’m at home doin’ fine
But home is miles away, in a little house where you used to stay
And you can’t sleep at night just thinkin’ of home
All that you love is there, but you’re livin’ on your own

Wild days to come, such is a truth you can’t deny
Livin’ a strange list of days
Workin’ so hard, feelin’ so worn
Wishin’ you’d stayed
A strange list of days

And to yourself think, I’m at home doin’ fine
But home is miles away, in a little house where you used to stay
And you can’t sleep at night just thinkin’ of home
All that you love is there, but you’re livin’ on your own
No you can’t sleep at night, just thinkin’ of home

Wild days to come, such are our lives
So say the wise, advice to the young
People then, breakin' their ties

Runnin’ from homes where they’ve always stayed
A strange list of days
A strange list of days

 

DON’T EVER LEAVE ME OUT
Don’t ever leave me out in the rain
If my turn never comes around
My life won’t have been a waste

Life may not be what I dreamt about
But it’s more than I should ever take
You came and, in spite of how I’ve tried,
Left me with more than I ever gave

Don’t ever leave me out in the cold
I could never live without
The warmth I found within your soul

Life may not be what I dreamt about
But it’s more than I should ever take
You came and, in spite of how I’ve tried,
Left me with more than I ever gave

So don’t ever leave me out in the rain...

BE STILL BIRD
Be still bird, I’m caught in a daydream
I’ve realized I’m lost in this city
I high climb, but tumblin’ backwards
No news from out of the city

And I’m still struggling for my time
Days turn into nights, and I turn in to bed
And I’m still trapped within my mind
Lost within your eyes, numb inside my head
Lost inside my mind...

Queer cat, climbin’ the ceiling
Stray dogs barkin’ at shadows
Slow down, where’s the day gone?
This must be life in the city...

And I’m still struggling for my time
Days turn into nights, and I turn in to bed
And I’m still trapped within my mind
Lost within your eyes, numb inside my head
Lost inside my mind...

Are you still struggling for your time?
Days turn into nights, and you turn in to bed
Are you still trapped within your mind?
Lost within your eyes, numb inside your head
Lost inside your mind....

Be still bird, I’m caught in a daydream
I realize I’m lost in this city
A high climb, but tumblin’ backwards
No news from out of the city....

FIRST DROPS OF RAIN
Rain makes a faint sound before it ever meets the earth
Then floods swell, and mud slides, and people are left without a home
You see Sir, progress sometimes costs more than it’s worth
Change for no good will often raise the stakes too high

They feel so nice, the first drops of rain that fall down
But soon you’ll find you’re being battered by a storm
And waters run high...

Make your progress, remember to keep in mind the cost
We’ve one life, and one world, which lasts much longer than we may

They feel so nice, the first drops of rain that fall down
But soon you’ll find you’re being battered a storm
And waters run high...  

You see Sir, progress sometimes costs more than it’s worth

COME BACK
You might place a call when you can
Come back, if you’ve got the time
Come back

Or you might post a letter if you can’t
Come back, you needn’t try too hard
Come back

Or you might want to take me for a ride
You know it needn’t be too far
You just might find a stretch of country road
And give me a reason to come back (mmm)

I just might want to help you if you’ll try
To give me a reason to come back (mmm)
Come back (mmm)

THE SUFFERAGE
Failed on the sea to find land
Pale by the moon’s gray light

Worn by the sea’s chill wind
Lost when The Sufferage went down

Four sailed away on The Sufferage
As it turned on its way toward Owen Sound
Strange they sailed away...

Clung to a mast for hours
Poor Lady Jane near drown

Found off the coast near dawn
Warned not to tell a soul how The Sufferage went down

Four sailed away on The Sufferage
As it turned on its way toward Owen Sound
Strange Day.  Sail away…

Four sailed away on The Sufferage
As it turned on its way from Owen Sound
Strange they sailed away....

CONCEPTUAL TRAPS
The sand of Indiana’s unreasonably dry
Forget your fears of flyin', fears make you high
We’re allies in the healing.  Katherine it’s time
I’ll meet you at the crossroads; a good man’s hard to find

Have you ever changed the life of a girl
Taken on the pain she’s tried to put behind her
Yet never really realized how it hurts
Have you ever changed the life of a girl

The condition of a woman, The roles women play
Like Mother like daughter, the things people say
Victims no longer  You don’t understand
But women and the law know Conceptual Traps

Have you ever changed the life of a girl
Taken on the pain she’s tried to put behind her
Yet never really realized how it hurt

Have you ever changed the life of a girl
Taken on the pain she’s tried to put behind her

Have you ever changed the life
Changed the life,
Changed the life of a girl

COLOR EACH PAGE
Hey, I’ll talk about anything you like
But each day that slips away’s another lost to time
Feeling down and out is fine
But sympathy fades away with time

Color each page of life (Color each page)
Graduate beyond the lines (Color each page)
Don’t forget about the grays (Color each page)
Color each page of life...

Hey, to laugh out loud all you do is try
In life’s game of give and take you’re knocked around some times
Don’t forget about the grays
But splash some color on your way...

Color each page of life (Color each page)
Graduate beyond the lines (Color each page)
Don’t forget about the grays (Color each page)
Color each page of life...

ARE YOU READY
I don’t to need to know who you’ve been with
You don’t need to know who I’ve seen
All I need to know is if you’re lonely
And if there’s any chance we’re gonna be...

Are you ready
Really ready, to take a piece of my heart
Are you ready
Really ready, to own a piece of my love

We don’t need to talk so much about it
All we really gotta do is learn how to feel
And if we’re ever really gonna make it darlin’
All I really gotta know is that you’re real, and how you feel

Are you ready
Really ready, to take a piece of my heart
Are you ready
Really ready, to own a piece of my love

ROOM IN YOUR VALLEY
I’m shavin' my hair, it’s pullin' back slowly
If I’m gonna walk through someone else’s dreams
It’s time to break out, stop takin’ it slowly
Yet for my nerves I still want to see

Is there room in your valley for me?
Is there room in your valley for me...

I keep turnin' my head ever so slightly
In the hope that someone else’ll see
I’ve got lightnin’ in the palm of my hands (now baby)
Fadin’ powers I still can’t release

Is there room in your valley for me?
Tell ya brother, beg your Father
Is there room in your valley for me....


All songs written by George Hunt and published by Max Berry Music, BMI.

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