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John Hiatt
John Hiatt


Background information
Born August 20, 1952
Born place Indianapolis, Indiana, United States
Genre(s) Americana
Folk-Rock
Country
Blues
Heartland Rock
Years active 1972—present
Label(s) Geffen Records
Vanguard Records
MCA Records
Website Website



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John Hiatt Album


Beneath The Gruff Exterior (2003)
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well I do my best thinking sitting on my ass
sittin' here waiting for things to pass
you got places to go and people to see
well honey that's you, it ain't me

CHORUS:
shit flying in my head
from every direction
i'm thinking about
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection

lot of people in a hurry, and they're goin' nowhere
i can see 'em all, sitting in my easy chair
running to the future, running form the past
well i thought about it once but it didn't last

CHORUS:
shit flying in my head
from every direction
i'm thinking about
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection

You can say what you want, i'm not getting old
i've slowed down time, nearly stopped it cold
i jogged my memory once, then i shelved my plans
i'm tired of holding on to love's clammy hand

CHORUS:
shit flying in my head
from every direction
i'm thinking about
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection

it takes every drop of energy just to run my brains
took a long time to learn that it's only a waiting game
some people call it depression, i call it a song
don't worry about me, i'm not going to be around all that long

CHORUS:
shit flying in my head
from every direction
i'm thinking about
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection
an uncommon connection


. . .



How long you been workin' here?
well what do you know about that?
its been thirty years or so
since i bothered lookin' back
it was right in front of me
but now i'm runnin' behind
to get my butt caught up well i need a cup
of the nastiest shit you can find

CHORUS:
how Bad's the coffee
how good's the pie
if you call me " honey"
honey, i'm gonna cry
a whole lot of sugar
a little pinch of salt
you cut my bitter
with your sweet talk

i don't want no cappuccino
a whole lotta latte won't get me through
i got an iron will, and a gut like a still
i could use a stronger brew
one eye doubles my eyesight
so things don't lock half bad
be twice as good, honey if i could
even make you a little bit mad

CHORUS:
how Bad's the coffee
how good's the pie
if you call me " honey"
honey, i'm gonna cry
a whole lot of sugar
a little pinch of salt
you cut my bitter
with your sweet talk

i would call you an angel
but honey, you'd know better than that
just a trucker's dream whit a coconut cream
and a nasty old cup of black
not a word about faded glory
not an trace of bitterness
you leave irony to the likes of me
cause we don't share your finesse

CHORUS:
how Bad's the coffee
how good's the pie
if you call me " honey"
honey, i'm gonna cry
a whole lot of sugar
a little pinch of salt
you cut my bitter
with your sweet talk


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The Nagging Dark

How fast you gonna run? Away from this one.
Anywhere but here, you wanna disappear.
Into the next daylight, where everything's right.
It's always somewhere else, you're gonna fix yourself.
Once shame and guilt had made their mark.

Well you can't run away from the nagging dark.
You carry it everywhere in your heart.
It finishes everything that you start.
And, you can't run away from the nagging dark.

How much you gonna cost? When everything's lost.
What a price you'd pay, just to feel some way.
Cause your heart has stone, round down to the bone.
How your flesh and blood, is just ashes and mud.
Feels like your soul's been blown apart.

And you can't run away from the nagging dark.
You carry it everywhere in your heart.
It finishes everything that you start.
You can't run away from the nagging dark.

How far can you see? Will you ever be free?
Through the blackest night, aw you still hold on tight.
Hope is your finest work. It's your finest work.
Hope is your finest work of all.

And you can't run away from the nagging dark.
You carry it everywhere in your heart.
It finishes everything that you start.
No you can't run away from the-
Well you can't run away from the nagging dark.
It finishes everything that you start.
You carry it everywhere in your heart.
You can't run away from the nagging dark.

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minutes turn to days
years just melt away
in the park at dawn
just a flower on

CHORUS:
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue

we discovered love
in the basements of
some of my best friends
i've never seen again

CHORUS:
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue

oh so young and oh so tender
almost hurts too much to rememder
as if the weight of your head on my shoulder
by itself would make us older

if i could time it right
I'd be with you tonight
out among the stars
is that where you are?

CHORUS:
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue

CHORUS:
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue
i keep callin' to you
my baby blue, my baby blue


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she marked our trail
up the back bone ridge
how many times can one dog pee
she keeps me high as an eagle
when i'm on the skids
i guess you gotta come down eventually

CHORUS ONE:
buddy i coulda gone that extra mile
for an extra bark or an extra smile
'Cause i never felt so free
it was just my dog and me

then she gives me that look
like she'd lay down her life
no doubt she would in a minute, man
she'd face the bullet
oh she'd face the knife
just to keep my butt from the fryin' pan

CHORUS TWO:
now she's runnin' up ahead to chase some deer
comes back to tell that coast is clear
it's a different world i see
when it's just my dog and me

there's a rabbit on the run
man and beast ans sky and sun
who's talking to the birds in the trees
why its just my dog and me

now it looks like we've been makin' tracks
from the crack of dawn
to the end of the day
so its nice and easy down the devil's back
she wouldn't know
any other was

CHORUS THREE:
so its over that ridge for one last mile
'Til we're fast asleep by the fire side
dreamin' these dreams for free
just my dog and me


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i wake up with my head and hand
i wish i was another man
'Cause i almost fed up with the blues
i think about the kitchen sink
then i just shudder to think
'Cause I'm almost fed up with the Blues
CHORUS ONE:
if it don't let up, gonna get up
and get my life set up
'Cause I'm almost fed up with the Blues
have some coffee, 'fore i call it quits
might even put jam on my biscuit
'Cause i'm almost fed up with the Blues
there's a woman, a can, and an bank note due
but I'm gonna leave that up to you
'Cause i'm almost fed up with the Blues
if i get up they'll knock me down again
When i'm almost fed up with the Blues
CHORUS TWO:
if it don't kill me, it thrills me
but somebody always bills me
and i'm almost fed up with the Blues
it's a gut check, a train wreck
with all of the usual suspects
and i'm almost fed up with the Blues
if these blues don't stop hurtin' me
its curtains for my misery
'Cause i'm almost fed up with the Blues
might get a job, or join a club
'Cause buddy i've whittled it down to the nub
and 'Cause i'm almost fed up with the Blues
CHORUS TWO:
if it don't kill me, it thrills me
but somebody always bills me
and i'm almost fed up with the Blues
it's a gut check, a train wreck
with all of the usual suspects
and i'm almost fed up with the Blues


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ward bond
was his sidekick rowdy yates?
drove that wagon train out West
right along this interstate

cross the high plains of kansas
to the colorado line
spent a lot of sleepless nights 'Round the campfire
they had mountains on their minds

those higt plains people
they're different somehow
you spent your life leaning into a hard wind
i guess you're less likely to take a bow
all these stories buried out here
they're calling to me
like the earthquakes in california
like the hills back in tennessee

CHORUS:
i gotta circle back
touch something near
find out which way to go
to get on out of here
i lost my thread
and i've lost some time
but it takes a lot of ground
for me to change my mind

well its 99 in topeka
the wind is blowin' hot
blowin through my oldest daughter's hair
with everything else i forgot

i drove her out to college
drove back through an empty space
thinkin' back to when she was a baby
tryin' hard to see that face

CHORUS:
i gotta circle back
touch something near
find out which way to go
to get on out of here
i lost my thread
and i've lost some time
but it takes a lot of ground
for me to change my mind

two kids up and at 'Em
one more left at home
she's a spark plug, a real fire cracker
and in four years she'll be gone

they just blow through your life
like the wind on the plains
like the dust that covers everything
'Til the rivers fill wiht rain

CHORUS:
i gotta circle back
touch something near
find out which way to go
to get on out of here
i lost my thread
and i've lost some time
but it takes a lot of ground
for me to change my mind


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a broken promise i kept too long
a greasy shade and a curtain drawn
a broken glass and a heart gone wrong
that's my window on the world

a cup of coffee in a shaky hand
wakin' up in a foreign land
tryin' to act like i got somethin' planned
that's my window on the world

CHORUS ONE:
that's my window on the world
could you stand a little closer, girl
don't let mama cut those curfs
that's my window on the world

in broad daylight that circus tent pulled up stakes
i don't know where it went
a close dark room with a busted vent
that's my window on the world

i think about you when i'm countin' sheep
i think about you, then i can't sleep
I think that ocean is just so deep
that's my window on the world

CHORUS tWO:
that's my window on the world
could you stand a little closer, girl
The queen of Sheba meets the duke of earle
that's my window on the world

down on indiana avenue
wes and jimmy, man they played the blues
i guess they were only passin' through
that's my window on the world

CHORUS ONE:
that's my window on the world
could you stand a little closer, girl
don't let mama cut those curfs
that's my window on the world

CHORUS tWO:
that's my window on the world
could you stand a little closer, girl
The queen of Sheba meets the duke of earle
that's my window on the world


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i spent all day staring al a leaf
i know my time here is brief
i'd like to get some details down
before i move on to another town

i met a man, he lost both arms
got 'em caught up in her charms
she look the kids and the color tV
he said, "I wish she'd taken the rest of me"

CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere

he drove to dixie to hush his mouth
she started talkin', like to wore him out
but they found love 'neath the southern stars
and some bruises and some scars

he sees her on that back porch swing
and i believe he would do anything
stand all night in the pourin' rain
to wash her memory from his brain

CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere

a false move here, a stumble there
a box of letters and a lock of hair
that's all that's left when i turn out the light
i count the missing pieces every night

CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere

CHORUS:
this Travelin' life, well it ain't no good
i'd quit it honey, oh if i could
a puzzle to me why i even care
the missing pieces are everywhere


. . .



saw a red tailed hawk eatin' road kill
said "Man, what happened to your dignity?"
he said "Subdivisions have taken my home
and there's no more pray to eat."
i said, "Where we gonna live?"
he said "Anywhere you want to, i guess
all you creature walkin' upright 'Round here
well you've really made a mess."

CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away

an owl swooped down
as i was drivin' my pickup through the creek
he said, "i was only tryin' to scare ya
but instead you scared the hell right out of me."
with three hundred forty-Five houses
a locking differential and four-wheel drive
i guess you were livin' large there, country boy
i was just tryin' to survive

CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away

there was a rattlesnake up on the road
i ran him over and over 'Til he died
then his ghost rose up
and curled around this fear i hold inside
he flew on off to heaven
as i sat there in my instrument of death
i had to think what i was doin'
i had to think just to draw another breath

CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away

CHORUS:
i wish we both could fly back home
to the green fields of our youth
where friends and family set the tone
with the hardcore language of the truth
i know times bent on destruction
the past is over every day
i wish we both could fly back home
but we can't, so i guess i'll just fly away


. . .



time is runnin' out
friends are too
the word is getting' out
it's all bad news

scoundrels know my whereabouts
they recognize these pointy shoes
that's the last time
i turn my back on you

a friendly little game of cards
aces wild
your little life was just so hard
you had to act like a child
i recognize the queen of hearts
when she's sittin' in plain view
that's the last time
i turn my back on you

that's the last time
i turn my back on you
i kept waiting for a sign
that we could push it trough
there's a first time for everything
it was long overdue
that's the last time
i turn my back on you

i spent a lot of money
i spent a lot of time
just to hear you call me honey
sends little shivers up my spine

but after while it isn't funny
this twenty paces thing we do
so that's the last time
i turn my back on you


. . .



what there was left of us
was all covered in dust and thick skin
a half eaten apple
the whole Sistine chapel
painted on the head of a pin

a life long love's work
gone up in a smirk
and you didn't even see her waltz in

CHORUS ONE:
now this love is a ghost, for having played host
to the most unoriginal sin

at the wedding we smiled
while some devil played wild violin
soon after the chapel
she offered me that apple
one bite and i was gone with the wind

and you needed no proof
cause the whole naked truth
was wearing only an infidels grin

CHORUS TWO:
and a proud school boys boast
for havin' left his post
for the most unoriginal sin

now the juke box is hummin'
al the venial short comings of men
but i found me this drink
that can finally sink
all this guilt i been wallowing in

buddy once you get started
once true love's departed
you do it over and over again

CHORUS THREE:
so tonight i will toast
just who ever comes close
to the most unoriginal sin

CHORUS THREE:
so tonight i will toast
just who ever comes close
to the most unoriginal sin


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