Here to There

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North by Northeast (Sygit)

I grew up in a trailer park
We never had much of a yard
But those were good old days
My brother and I’d play
Down on Jennifer Boulevard
I live there til I was 12 years old
and granny lived right next door
In those early days
We sold our lemonade
Took our profits to the general store
Home, Home, Home
I’m going home
We cultured good imaginations
You grab some rope I’ll fetch the stick
But you’d better run fast
We’re catching big mouth bass
Bucket fishing in the creek
Now the moon is high on East 69
Take a trip into my past
The waves roll in
I’m smelling lake shore wind
With the sounding of each freighter blast
I’m…
Home, Home, Home
I’m going home
Where have all the good times gone
When I would laugh and sing and play
Now the roads stretched out between our hearts
And we’re all hours away
We’re all hours away
Home’s a heartstring melody
It’s like an old forgotten song
You may forget the words
But hear one lonely verse
You be singin’ it all night long
Singin’ it all night long
Home, Home, Home
I’m going home

 

Woody Knows Nothin’ (Traditional)

Woody knows nothin but pecking at the bough
Oh but the skies are blue
Never knew til I met him
What love oh love could do
Love oh love could do
Can’t you see yon turtle dove
Fly from pine to pine
He’s mourning for his own true love
As I my dear for mine
I my dear for mine
Blue jay pulls a four-horse plow
Sparrow why can’t you?
Cause my legs is little and long
And the might get broke in two
Might get broke in two
Red bird sittin’ on a sycamore limb
Singin out his soul
When a big black snake crawled up that tree
And swallowed that poor boy whole
Swallowed that poor boy whole
Well I’m nothing but a country girl
Money have I none
But there is silver in the moon
And gold in the morning sun
Oh sun
Gold in the morning sun

 

Hard (Sygit)

So many people just running their races
Everybody wants to win
First is only one in many places
Don’t worry ‘bout what might have been
What might have been
Chorus:
Cause it’s hard
Yes it’s hard
It’s so hard
Baby when you gotta give up
When fretting and fussing over who’s ahead
Don’t bother to philosophize
The lesser your cares the better your journey
Don’t come as any big surprise
Big surprise
Chorus
Striving to be the cream of the crop
That’s just not my plan
There more to life than bringing home trophies
I lose therefore I am
Therefore I am
Chorus

 

Real (Sygit)

It might sound funny but its real
Real to me
It’s like someone stole the punchline
And now the joke is on me
It’s on me
And you know now I’ll be discarded
So gracefully
And I’m not going back
No, not me
Maybe the sun will go up today
And come down again in the same old way
Same old way
Yes and maybe then the darkness
Could hide this look of shock on my face
On my face
But it’s something we can’t think about
Can’t speak about
It’s something we can’t say
And I’m not going back
No, not today
I’m keeping my head above the water
Taking shelter from the storm
And whenever I need a friend
I look inside it’s where you are
And it might sound crazy but it’s real
You know it’s real to me
So lock me in the attic baby
And throw away the key
Away the key
Cause you know now I’ll be discarded
So gracefully
And I’m not going back
No baby, not me

 

Pretty Boys (Sygit)

Pretty Boys
Never shoulda bothered with them
Pretty Boys
Never shoulda hollered at them
Pretty Boys
Never bring you nothing but pain
Pretty boys
Never shoulda listened to them
Pretty Boys
Huggin’ and a kissin’ on them
Pretty boys
Never bring you nothing but pain
Pretty boy oh why couldn’t you stay
Pretty boy oh why’d you go away
On that fine summer day
Pretty boys
Shouldn’t be believing all their
Pretty ploys
Always be deceiving oh those
Pretty boys
Never bring you nothing but pain
Pretty boys
Never shoulda listened to them
Pretty Boys
Huggin’ and a kissin’ on them
Pretty boys
Never bring you nothing but pain
So the next time I get close
To that pretty little boy next door
Won’t you knock me upside the head with a 2×4

 

Everybody Get the Blues (Sygit)

Chorus:
Everybody get the blues
Lord Lord
Everybody get the blues
Everybody gotta win and lose
And everybody get the blues
Now the doggie’s lost his bone
The birdie’s off and flown
And I’ve no one of my own
That’s why I’m so damn blue
Chorus
Now the rabbits in a stew
The horse has thrown his shoes
And I cry the whole day through
That’s why I’m so damn blue
Chorus
The blues is a fox without a hole
The blues is
The blues is a fish without a bowl
A bridge without a troll
A song without a soul
Now the turtle broke his shell
The cow can’t ring her bell
I leapt and sure enough I fell
That’s why I’m so damn blue
Chorus

 

Cousin (Sygit)

I wish I’d know you better
But nothing lasts forever
Oh, oh
And it seems like such a tragic crime
Robbed of life before your time
But life’s not always kind
And it’s over in the before we say hello
And it won’t be long before we have to go
It seems like only yesterday
That you were taken far away
Far, far away
Now there’s just another empty space
You’ve gone without a trace
And you can’t be found
And it’s over in the blink of an eye
And it won’t be long til we say goodbye
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
They can’t put the pieces together again
Try as they might
They can’t bring you back to life
To all the ones who’ve gone before
And who won’t be coming round anymore
I hope you’re happy there
And I’ll live each moment for it’s worth
It’s another chance, a second birth
Seize the day
Cause its over before it even began
And it won’t be long til we meet again
It was over in the blink of an eye
And it won’t be long til we say goodbye
It was over before we said hello
And it won’t be long til we have to go

 

Chapped (Sygit)

She can hear the baby cryin
Begging for a crust of bread
She can hear the baby cryin
Mama can I be fed
She puts the baby to her shoulder
And gently pats his head
She can hear the screen door slamming
As his father walks out the door
She can hear the screen door slamming
Like the day and the day before
As he pull out of the drive she hollers
Lord I can’t take much more
The wind is cold
And the air is dry
It chaps the soul
And it tears the eye
If it goes on another desert night
I’m gonna hop that train
And ride it til the day I die
The next evening as he’s leaving
She’s tending to her blackened eye
And that evening as he’s leaving
Neath the starry Nevada sky
She moves her sorrow to the bedroom
Pen and paper at her side
He finds a letter on his pillow
It fills him with a creeping dread
He finds a letter on his pillow
At the place where he lay his head
As it unfolded every line by line
This is what it said
The wind is cold
And the air is dry
It chaps the soul
And it tears the eye
If it goes on another desert night
I’m gonna hop that train
And ride it til the day I die

 

The Old Gravel Road (Sygit)

Out of the city where the wildflowers bloom
There’s beggars and dreamers
And plenty of room
Far away in the country
Where the willows weep with ease
For the beggars, the dreamers and me
Swap the high-rise for the farmhouse
The traffic for the dew
It may not be Times Square
But you can’t beat the view
Far away in the country
Where the wind mills wave hi
To the beggars, the dreamers and I
Get along little doggie
Where the breezes blow sweet
The sun high above you
And the earth ‘neath your feet
When your burden is too heavy
And you can’t bear the load
Escape from your troubles
Down the old gravel road
Far away in the country
Where the crickets play their tune
For the beggars, the dreamers and you
It’s just the beggars, the dreamers and you

 

Driveway Song (Sygit)

I started running down the driveway
Just running to be free
I was running from a feeling
Such a feeling come over me
And if you see me coming across the way
Would you point me towards the railway
Point me towards the railway
So now I’m running down the railway
That’s running through my yard
I’m running into trouble
It keeps me running from it’s cause
And if you see me coming down the track
Point to where the freeway’s at
Point to where the freeway’s at
Cause you cannot find what can’t be found
No you cannot find what can’t be found
You will run yourself in to the ground
If you try to find what can’t be found
Now I’m running down the freeway
That’s running through my mind
I’m running from salvation
And I’m running from mankind
So if you see coming across the way
Would you point me towards the runway
Because you cannot find what can’t be found
No you cannot find what can’t be found
You will run yourself straight into the ground
If you try to find what can’t be found
Now I’m running down the runway
Running from my past
I’m running into mischief
But I’m hoping it won’t last
So if you see me and I’m making tracks
Point to where my driveway’s at
Get me back to where my driveway’s at
Cause you can run, but you cannot hide
You can run, but you cannot hide
You can run, you’ll run, you’ll run
But you cannot hide
But if you take the time, the time
The time to look inside
You won’t need to be running away