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Pat Green Album


Wave On Wave (07/15/2003)
07/15/2003
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(Pat Green)

Hearts and flowers, forget love letters
Pain and anger, forget forgiveness
Love ain't waiting for a guy like me

Debutants and champagne, diamonds and cocaine
I ain't the son of outrageous fortune
Cash ain't status for a guy like me

Put me on a cool river
Take my worries from me
Fly me high on a big blue sky
Well, there's no one here but me, just me

Long black limousine, pictures in magazines
All night parties, beautiful people
No super model for a guy like me

I'm just a good man, i work with my hands
I get the picture, i heard the message
Hell, ain't waiting for a guy like me

Put me on a cool river
Take my sins from me
Fly me high on the big blue sky
Well, there's no one here, just me

Put me on a cool river
Take my pain from me
Fly me high on the big blue sky
Well, there's no one here, just me
Yeah just me

Hearts and flowers, forget love letters
Pain and anger, forget forgiveness
Love ain't waiting on a guy like me

So put me on a cool river
Take my worries from me
Fly me high on the big blue sky
Well there's no one here but me

Put me on a cool river
Take my worries from me
Fly me high on the big blue sky
Well, there's no one here but me
Yeah, just me

. . .


(Walt Wilkins/Davis Raines)

Some things I've done make my conscience burn
My very spine shudder and squirm
I only hope that I've learned from my sin
I heard a voice when I was thirteen
Got baptized - washed up clean
But the world has a way, if you know what I mean
To scuff you up again and again

I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star, or a feathered wing
Or how a man in chains has the strength to sing
Just one thing is clear to me
there's always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just right
I swear I see poetry

Now, somebody made every natural thing
From the soul, inside out to saturn's rings
How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles sings
Of course we were created
The clouds make rain, the ocean makes sand
The earth breates fire, and lava makes land
Now that took a mighty hand
And a wild imagination

I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star, or a feathered wing
Or how a man in chains has the strength to sing
Just one thing is clear to me
there's always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just right
I swear I see poetry

The dreams I dreamed came back ten-fold
The friends I have, the woman I hold
I look down and I'm on streets of gold
After all the mud along the way
And sometimes the big old mystery
Just leans right on me
And whispers that I'm home and I am free
And I'll take that any day

I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star, or a feathered wing
Or how a man in chains has the strength to sing
Just one thing is clear to me
there's always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just right
I swear I see poetry

. . .


(Pat Green)

Might stand out in the wind
Out on Mustang Island
Might stay up all night
Hangin' out with Hank Williams and cryin'

I slept out on the sand so many nights that I can't remember
Yeah but love is love and life is hard
And one undoes the other

Summer gold, Winter blue
Where ever I am whatever I do
Wrapped in you

Might find me in Paris France, Someday soon
Might drive this Malibu all the way to China
Never can tell what I'll do.
I'm busted, shot clean through
Where ever I am whatever I do
Wrapped in you

Held you once through April
And in summer set you free
Now the cold, cold nights are coming
And I've lost everything

I've never been to Paris France
Never even seen Mustang Island
Ol' hank was gone before I was born
I'm not the kind to stay up cryin'
May never go far, but here's the truth
Where ever I am whatever I do
I'm busted, shot clean through
Whatever you want is what I'll do
I'm wrapped in you.

Wrapped in you
Wrapped in you

. . .


(Pat Green)

Mile upon mile got no direction,
We're all playin' the same game.
We're all looking for redemption,
Just afraid to say the name.

So caught up now in pretending,
That what we're seekin' is the truth.
I'm just looking for a happy ending,
All I'm looking for is you.

You came upon me wave on wave
You're the reason I'm still here, yeah
Am I the one you were sent to save?
You came upon me wave on wave.

I wandered out into the water,
And I thought that I might drown
I dunno what I was after,
I just know I was goin' down.

That's when she found me
I'm not afraid anymore
She said “You know I always had ya baby
Just waitin for you to find what you were looking for.”

You came upon me wave on wave
You're the reason I'm still here.
Am I the one you were sent to save
When you came upon me wave on wave.

Wave on wave
Wave on wave

And you came upon me wave on wave
You're the reason I'm still here.
Am I the one you were sent to save
When you came upon me wave on wave.

The clouds broke and the angels cried
You ain't gotta walk alone
That's why he put me in your way
And you came upon me wave on wave.

Chorus…
Chorus…

. . .


(Pat Green)

Hello California,
Sure is strange to be here today.
What's a boy from down in Austin
Doin' in the city of angels anyway?
So won't ya come on out here with me?
Find out what you can or can not see
Maybe gain a new perspective
Why we're so infected by our dreams

Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have
Yeah but you're back home in Texas,
And I'm wondering when's the next time I get to hold you
I just wanna hold you

It's the sweetest kind of poison
Tackle you and take away your faith
Whiskey for a lifetime
Wreck your soul with the smallest little taste

Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have.
Well I'm stranded in Los Angeles
Wondering when's the next time I get to hold you,
I just wanna hold you.

I am just a guitar man
That fell in love with you
Times good or bad, I'd take ‘em all the same
You could have some 9 to 5 man comin' home to take your hand
You know he's never gonna do

Is this the life I dreamed of?
Guess it's just the way it all went down
Damn right I sure am happy
With the crazy piece of life that I have found

Yeah and baby, I'll be out here dreaming
And thinking about the life we could have
Yeah but you're back home in Texas,
And I'm stranded in Los Angeles
Wondering when's the next time I get to hold you,
I just wanna hold you.

. . .


(Pat Green)

Pouring rain, cracked front window
I turned off my radio and reached for my boot
For my favorite sterling horseshoe flask
To take a drink of what it holds

She was looking at her feet
When i saw her on the street
She was holding tight to someone else's hand
So I kept on rolling and now here I am
And I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying

The earth is slow out west of llano
Better pull this car of mine off-road awhile
And reached to the back for my daddy's old martin
Hold it oh so close to me
I'd sing me some Jones or sad Newberry song
I'm Gonna Sing 'til I stop crying

Pull out my smokes, I pull out my Zippo
And fire it up cause there's nothing left to do
Well, the morning sun its a coming on
Guess its safe to say that I won't make work today
But a Roger Miller song sure sounds fine to me
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying

Conway run to Miss Tammy
Willie would you find Miss Emmy Lou
Cause I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying
I'm gonna sing 'til I stop crying

. . .


(Pat Green)

Born lucky, I guess
Didn't hurt that I was in the right place
At the right time too.

That girl she was dandelion beautiful,
Damn she was beautiful.
The winter wind blows her like a bird
And the petals on the flower fly away
Sometimes it don't matter what you say

All the good things fade away
All the good things fade away

I found me a game out towards Shreveport
Couple days just hiding from the sun.
Good with the cards and
Good with the dice
You could say I had a lucky little run.

But what it all made it just a little bit more today
But all the luck you have is just the bills you left unpaid

All the good things fade away,
All the good things fade away.

Seems sure to me there has to be
Such a thing as the good ol' days
Some day somewhere my hair like my memories
Will all just fade out to gray
But they're all right now,
And I'd just as soon keep it that way.

All the good things fade away
All the good things fade away
All the good things fade away
All the good things fade away

. . .


(Pat Green)

Finally free
Finally gone
Finally breathing again
Finally back out on my own

Finally here
In an otherwise empty room
Where there's no one here to tear me all apart

Yeah tonight I'm gonna go out
I'm gonna get a little wasted.
Yeah I'm one of those guys
I'm one of those guys

I gotta run
Gotta be free
Don't hold me down
No baby

Yeah and speakin of faith
I finally found me a song
I'm in the same old place
But there's a lot less screamin and carryin on
Too much pain
Too much hate
Not enough fire
Now its way too late

Yeah tonight I'm gonna go out
I'm gonna get a little wasted.
I'm one of those guys
I'm one of those guys

You're looking back at me with your pretty little eyes
And you want so bad for me to try and change
You tried that one before
Win the battle lose the war
Just count your losses baby, and go
Just count you losses baby, and go

Well I gotta run, gotta be free
Don't hold me down
No baby
Yeah, I gotta run, I gotta be free
Don't hold me down
No baby…

Yeah, I gotta run, I gotta be free
Don't hold me down
No baby…

. . .


(Pat Green)

We must be headed in the wrong direction
Cause there's nothing but pain out there
I heard you say something about the cross upon your back
The truth is, baby, life aint always fair
Your whole life is water running down a sidewalk
You Followed the rocks and the cracks as you crawl cross the ground
I ain't seen you smile in so long
You must of built a house in the misery you found

I'm tired, I'm tired now
Tired of playing the same old game
You got to get yourself together
Say to yourself I ain't going down this way
I ain't going down this way

Sifting through your memories deep in the ground with the dead
Maybe you were high on the top of the cloud with the dragon that lives in your
head
Maybe you were dragging your wagon with your thoughts like old wooden toys
Maybe you were looking for something that you lost when you were a boy

You eat when your hungry
You sleep when your sleepy
You drink like there's a hole in your soul
All of your problems are begging to leave
But you never want to let them go
You never want to let them go

It's a fine line between living it up and losing it all
It's a fine line between getting up and moving on
It's a fine line between living it up and losing it all
It's a fine line between living it up and moving on
If you stay one more day babe
Don't you know your going to die, your going to die

. . .


(Pat Green)

Close my eyes
And ask myself a question
Why is I do what I do
Am I looking for some happy definition?
Life, and love and the corners of the truth
Or am I just some curious bystander
Looking at the world through a child's eyes
Sunlight, always shining on my shoulder
While the storm rages on deep inside

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

This world is a stage
We're meant to play on
Direction from inside
On what to do
I don't know how I could have all the answers
When inside I don't have a clue

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

Tell me something
And I'll be okay
Told myself I'd be alright
No doubt
So when do I know
When I've been lyin'?
I can't believe it took 30 years
To figure that shit out

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

. . .


(Pat Green)

A thick plush blue carpet at my feet
A peacock stained glass window staring back at me
A nine foot crushed white velvet sofa in the hallway

There's a TV in the kitchen
She's cooking in her panties
flipping them little sandwiches likes she's flipping her hair
sure is nice to have someone to hold me

I'm the king of kings you see
Everything you need
Baby, I'm Elvis

I got a hundred golden records in this one room
I got fifty golden knobs upon my door
I got one black twenty-five foot stretch Cadillac to drive you home

Downstairs there's a room in the basement
It's mostly made of yellow and black
Some folks call it the jungle
I just think its a nice place to relax

Once a year they all come to see me
I watch them throwing flowers at my toes
There's a line that stretches down the driveway
Past my plane and ends at the gift shop

. . .


(Pat Green)

Close my eyes
And ask myself a question
Why is I do what I do
Am I looking for some happy definition?
Life, and love and the corners of the truth
Or am I just some curious bystander
Looking at the world through a child's eyes
Sunlight, always shining on my shoulder
While the storm rages on deep inside

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

This world is a stage
We're meant to play on
Direction from inside
On what to do
I don't know how I could have all the answers
When inside I don't have a clue

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

Tell me something
And I'll be okay
Told myself I'd be alright
No doubt
So when do I know
When I've been lyin'?
I can't believe it took 30 years
To figure that shit out

And it seems so hard
To keep it all together
When the walls are fallin' down
On every side
I'll be damned
If I give up on you easy
I've worked too hard
To put the barricades aside

. . .


(Pat Green)

If I was the devil
I'd hang out in blue eye, Missouri
Where the water and the mountain collide
I'd scare all the little children
And rumble around beneath the beds
Tell them all kind of stories
I cant help but get them stuck in their heads

Then I'd take out some of your livestock
You can blame it on the beast of the night
You know it was me
Same as you know wrong and right

If I was the devil
I'd go and find your preacher man
Crusty and white hair
I'd tell him that hell is on the way
Scare him right out of his skin
See the brimstone in his eyes
Then a band of fat white deacons would take him far away
That would be just fine with me
If I was the devil

If I was the devil
I'd gather up all your dreams
And drop them to the bottom if a black lagoon
I'd steal away all your patience and steal away all your pride
Leave you with nothing but uncontrollable fear
And then id reveal my masterpiece
As I dance around with the night
Down in blue eye, Missouri
Where the water and the mountain collide

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