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               Tom Hall

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PARIS RAIN
If I was a rodeo cowboy
And you were the Lady of Spain
Would we have much to talk about
Shoutin' in the Paris rain

If I dug ditches in the summertime
And you would climb trees by the Seine
Would we have any children
Shoutin' in the Paris rain

Don't think so much about it
It never changes anything at all
We've talked so much about it
And it never changes anything at all

If I could get my hands on some money
Things might not seem so insane
We could sit all day and talk religion
Shoutin' in the Paris rain

NOTHIN' BUT MERCY
I heard you come from somewhere
Like Shreveport, Louisiana
Heard you drove a diesel
And you were strung out on booze

I heard you come from nowhere
And your life is like a shepherd
People flock around you
Just because it was you

Woah, now what am I gonna do
Nothin' but mercy, nothin' but mercy
Nothin' but mercy's gonna do

I heard you rode the fast lane
You would burn your bridges
Heard you sang the blues at night
And stayed in bed all day

You say the common man is boring
A wild man is a fool
A thinkin' man is a cynical man
And a funny man is you

THE LITTLE GIRL IN YOU
I know baby, that you're a working girl
And I know baby, this is a mean old world
I want to get behind all your lipstick and your paint
I want to find the little girl in you

Yes I know baby, you drink a little too much
And I can see baby, you look a little rough
I want you to dry out right inside my arms
I want to find the little girl in you

Come on let's dance like a couple of kids
Let's forget about the things that we did
Maybe just for a while we could pretend

I know baby, your time in jail made you blue
'Cause never in your right mind
Would you've bought that damn tattoo
I want to get behind all that anger and that pain
I want to find the little girl in you

Yes I know baby, things are pretty bad
And I know baby, you're feelin' kind of sad
Somewhere behind all your crusty lowdown ways
There's this little girl in you

BAD OL' GOOD TIMES
Every time I fall in love it always ends with pain
Every time that I get drunk
You know I just about go insane
Every time I roll them dice, the tears start rollin' down
Those bad ol' good times have been doggin' me around

I bought me a new car and it just about broke me
Thought I had me some real good friends
And then I lost my money
Every time I've got it made
The blues comes sneakin' 'round
Those bad ol' good times have been doggin' me around

Now let me tell you somethin'
It's a lesson you should learn
If you're livin' way too hot
You know your life is gonna burn

I used to eat lots of meat, and I got heart trouble
I found me religion, but the Devil he broke that bubble
Every time I've got it made
The blues comes sneakin' 'round
Those bad ol' good times have been doggin' me around

I'M SO CONFUSED
Sixteen years on a dead end street
The kid cries mercy, now don't miss a beat
Livin' for the moment, it won't take long
Don't talk to me about what's right and wrong
Runnin' down tips, tryin' to free my mind
Nothin' I do seems to pass the time
Don't be a fool, put your heart on hold
Find something solid, so at least I'm told

I know I've been used
Honey, I've been abused
Somebody help me now, I'm so confused

Call me on the telephone
Write me a letter
Tell me where I should look
I gotta feel better, oh I'm so confused

Some are pointin' up and some are pointin' down
All this pointin' goin' 'round and 'round
This train goes to Heaven and that one to Hell
I've got a ticket, but to where, I can't tell

You say you're right now, and I say you're wrong
Anyway you cut it, it's the same damn song
See it my way, or you'll be lost
Which one of us can be sure who's boss
Some say it's east, and some like it west
Both sides'll tell you that their side's the best
I've got a mind of my own, but some things don't fit
How do you put up with the eternal itch

TUGGIN' AT MY HEART
I saw it in your face last night
Somethin' was just not right
I saw it in a distant star
A glimmer of a fadin' light
I saw it in a magazine
A pretty boy with a glamour queen
Yes I feel it everywhere
It's tuggin' at my heart

Tuggin'at my heart, tuggin' at my heart
Tuggin' at my heart, I feel it everywhere

I saw it in a homeless man
It's hard for me to understand
I saw it in a summer's night
Saw it turn a lost soul right
I saw it in a preacher's swoon,
Diggin’ down, reachin' for the moon
Yes I feel it everywhere
It's tuggin' at my heart

I heard it in a trumpet's wail
I saw it in a beast from Hell
Could hear it on top of the hill
Rollin' and tumblin' still
I saw it in a young girl's smile
I saw it in an old gal's style
Yes I feel it everywhere
It's tuggin' at my heart

NOW THAT YOU'RE SOMEBODY
There are dreams around you, you make them real
Now that you're somebody, do I figure in this deal
You couldn't know how I feel

It all worked out for you, you knocked 'em dead
Now that you're somebody
Have you forgotten what you said
Have you forgotten what you said

You always said it would be you and I
All you ever really wanted was to be by my side

People want to be near you, hold them in your hand
Now that you're somebody, am I part of the plan
Will you ever understand

MIGHTY FINE LOVE
You know I love you baby, you gotta know it's true
I would kill a man, I would get a job
If it got me next to you

That's a mighty fine love, that's a mighty fine love
Tell the stars above, that's a mighty fine love

Now I would fight a wild lion, wrestle a grizzly bear
But when it comes to you and the way that I feel
You know it makes me downright scared

Now you've heard about walkin' on the water
You've heard about the water to the wine
Now I know a miracle wearin' high-heeled shoes
And it makes me feel just fine

Now I've done the hanky-panky
And I've done the mess-around
But now I'm dancin' in the spirit
'Cause my baby's back in town

I'D SURE FEEL BETTER
You'd better be careful what you do to my heart
I know I'm just this fool fallin' apart
I'd sure feel better with your love in my hands
Hangin' on to my hopes, my dreams, and my plans

I'd sure feel better, a whole lot better baby
I'd sure feel better with your love in my hands
With your love in my hands

There's no point in me feelin' the way that I do
Is there a space for my love hangin' on you
I'd sure feel better with your love in my hands
Holdin' on with the fear of a lonely man

Your wants are seldom, if ever, in view
Give me some kind of reason for lovin' you

DOMESTIC LIFE
She was 15 years old, and I was 43
Her mother said, "This is no good"
But it looked kinda good to me
We were married out in Vegas
Divorced in Mexico
It was good while it lasted
Oh, I loved that woman so

She was 15 years old, just a baby, havin' my baby
She looked like a young Loretta Lynn
She had a mouth like a sailor from the navy
She left me with the baby
That didn't look like me at all
He had a strange resemblance
To the trucker that lived down the hall

Domestic life was what we wanted
Domestic life, it was beyond us

She was 15 years old
She could bowl with a 16 pound ball
I was 43, I could barely bowl at all
I guess it was a case of incompatibility
What would a sweet, young tart like that
Want with a pencil-dick like me

She was 15 years old, and I was 43

I MIGHT LIE
If you ask me if I love you
If you ask me if I care
Do I really love my work
Should I go and cut my hair
If you wonder about my convergence
To a better way of life
If you ask me about my country
If you ask me have I seen the light
I might lie

Don't you ask me about my ambition
Please don't ask about my home
If you ask me if I'm happy
Do I mind the barren bone
Am I embarrassed by my demons
Do I want to toe-the-line
If you ask me to swear on the Bible
I might just have to decline
I might lie

If you ask me do I worry
About the things that must be done
If you wonder about my allegiance
To the Father and the Son
Have I lost my will to question
Have I begun to compromise
If you ask me if I'm troubled
If you look me right in the eyes
I might lie

EVOLUTION
My mind is searchin' for some answer
That will explain this mystery
My heart starts swayin' like some dancer
I'm not blind, but I can't see

You fail to mirror my reflection
I've just lost hope for perfection
Must be somethin' like evolution

I'd better keep this undercover
News like this gonna travel far
It's hard to lose your long-time lover
Now it's really sad, you're who you are

I'd like to ride some star to Heaven
But who are you to point direction
Must be somethin' like evolution

I've been spinnin' 'round in circles
Actin' out this fantasy
Flyin' high, but I'm sinkin' lower
Tryin' to get in touch with me

Your payday's gone, it's damned amusin'
The strangest part is that it's my own choosin'
Must be somethin' like evolution

THIS LIFE I'M LIVIN'
Whiskey and no-good women, broken-down cars
Third-rate motels, a sleazy bar
I get kinda lonesome, and I get blue as can be
This life I'm livin's not for me

Runnin' in circles, howlin' at the moon
Waitin' on anybody
You know I hope she shows soon
I start to wonderin', am I all I could be
This life I'm livin's not for me

This sure ain't the way I had it planned
I feel like I'm sinkin', oh in a no-man's land

I should be successful, livin' like a king
If I could just get me a break, you know
Now I could do some big things
I get kinda weary, and I get drunk as can be
This life I'm livin's not for me

WHISTLIN' DIXIE
Just chasin' rainbows, just pie-in-the-sky
Just another ne'er-do-well
Tryin' to get by

Just lookin' for a good time, just wanna have fun
I'm just tired of the real world
Just bein' a bum

Just livin' on vacation, just whistlin' in the sun
I just wanna be peaceful
And not on the run

I don't wanna do it, no I don't think I will
The memory of my last job, it haunts me still

I just wanna get a rubdown, I just wanna get a tan
I just wanna get plenty of rest
While I still can

I just wanna learn to play croquet
Have lunch with a friend
I just wanna make rhymes
I just wanna pretend

Just lookin' for an answer, just askin' why
I'm just whistlin' Dixie
But I've gotta try

All songs written by Tom Hall and published by Max Berry Music (BMI), except  "I Might Lie",
written by Tom Hall and published by Local Level Music (BMI)

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