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Back Home
03:45
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When I breathe my last
Would you send me back home
To that Tennessee Clay where they’ll lay down my bones?
Where my grandfather lay
and his grandfather own,
When I breathe my last
Would you send me back home?
Write down my story,
Would you write it down well,
Try to mix in some lies and a couple tall tales
Of a man who lived full ’til the toll of the bell
Of a man with a chance not to end up in hell
Well I’ve rambled and I’ve roamed
And I’ve wandered these miles and these miles from my home
Just to end up all alone
At the end of my road
Deliver this letter to the girl that I loved
And I swear that if ever
There’s a god up above
If she would forgive me for what I have done
It might be enough
It might be enough
Well I’ve rambled and I’ve roamed
And I’ve wandered these miles and these miles from my home
Just to end up all alone
At the end of my road
Well I’ve rambled and I’ve roamed
And I’ve broken the trust of the people I’ve known
Just to end up all alone
At the end of my road
As I face the unknown...
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2. |
Down to the Wire
04:38
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Well, we took more than we needed,
And we used up all our grace,
When we flipped over those mattresses,
And set fire to the place,
We were bound to one another,
And we’d worship at this throne,
Where our anarchy and rebellion might be,
A bright light to lead us home.
But it vanished like paper thrown into the fire,
Burning bright for a moment, but moments don’t last
We were racing our innocence down to the wire,
You never know until it’s passed…
And we raced those cars down Laurel,
The rare East Tennessee straight road,
We learned how to drive too fast,
And you learned how to roll our smoke,
And your daddy bought you that new guitar,
On the day you turned seventeen,
I learned to dream a little different then,
And you learned how to make it sing.
But it vanished like paper thrown into the fire,
Burning bright for a moment, but moments don’t last
We were racing our innocence down to the wire,
You never know until it’s passed…
And we sat there on that back porch,
Shooting secrets at the stars,
Drinking stolen beers, trying to hold back tears,
For the girls that would never be ours,
Too naive to swear on anything,
We were sure this is how it would be,
I could count on you my friend,
And you could count on me.
But it vanished like paper thrown into the fire,
Burning bright for a moment, but moments don’t last
We were racing our innocence down to the wire,
You never know until it’s passed,
You never know until it’s passed,
You never know until it’s passed,
You never know...
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Why don't you let me go?
It's too late to save our souls
you don't love me anymore, I can see it in your face.
And so it goes,
There's no surprise in a dying rose,
Seems that everybody but us knows that we ain't dying with grace
But don't be sad, It's not that bad
We still had more sweet than we had bitter,
and when you open your eyes,
the sun's gonna rise, and you will find love again
Why don't you save your tears?
Dry up those eyes
sure as we're born, we know that everything dies
Oh, and it's alright
there ain't always a reason
Flowers they fade things change with the season...
But don't be sad, It's not that bad
We still had more sweet than we had bitter,
and when you open your eyes,
the sun's gonna rise, and you will find love again
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4. |
Tried So Hard
04:41
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I grew up in a town with a church on every corner
where illuminated signs shined like beacons in the night
to enlighten and to warn you
Where you going? Where you been?
Are you drowning in your sin?
Everybody needs a hand, everybody needs a friend,
and I bought in
And I tried so hard to be something that I wasn't
I tried so hard to make it true
and I didn't know what it was that I was running from
or what I was running to
I sat there on that pew right next to a girl, she was so pretty
and I didn't understand when I tried to hold her hand
and you know she wouldn't let me
So I asked about my chances and she told me that I hadn't any
and I asked about the things that she thought that I should change
and she said there were too many..
And I tried so hard to be something that I wasn't
I tried so hard to make it true
and I didn't know what it was that I was running from
or what I was running to
I wrestled with my faith--it seemed the thing to do
and I felt so out of place, I was shouting into space
it nearly tore me right in two
And I can't say now I don't believe,
and I can't say that I do,
But you don't know who you are 'til everyting all falls apart
and you don't know what to do
And I tried so hard to be something that I wasn't
I tried so hard to make it true
and I didn't know what it was that I was running from
or what I was running to
What was I running to?
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5. |
Rebel
03:27
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The ghosts of my hometown, they call to me
they say, "son, there's more to living than the things you think you see,
don't let their preconceptions decide who you're gonna be."
The ghosts of my hometown, they call to me
Forget what you know, don't believe the things you've heard
We're running straight to death at the rate of the absurd
Try and try, but you know you just can't win
Wake up tomorrow and we'll do it all again
There's spirits in them mountains, there's haints in them hills
there's things to be afraid of, son--the terror is real
and the kids are packing pistols and we're loaded up on pills
There's spirits in them mountains, there's haints in them hills
Forget what you know, don't believe the things you've heard
We're running straight to death at the rate of the absurd
Try and try, but you know you just can't win
Wake up tomorrow and we'll do it all again
And all those things you believe, they only get you high
They never change anything,
and we're all gonna die...sometime....
Forget what you know, don't believe the things you've heard
We're running straight to death at the rate of the absurd
Try and try, but you know you just can't win
Wake up tomorrow and we'll do it all again
Wake up tomorrow and we do it all again...
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6. |
I Love You Still
04:34
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My heart has grown older and the days have grown colder
the weight of the world is bringing me down
and all the things that I thought mattered lie in dreams that are shattered
who we once were fades into what we are now
But time, it seems
is gonna break our will
reality can be such a bitter pill
But I love you still
We grab more than our hands can ever hold and all that glitters is never really gold
doesn't matter anyway, cause none of that's gonna stay
and what's left in our hands slips away like the sand
as it's swallowed up by the crashing gray
But time it seems
is gonna break our will
reality can be such a bitter pill
but time it seems
it's gonna try to break our will
reality can be such a bitter pill
But I love you still.
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7. |
We're All the Same
02:40
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Walk into the hippest place in town
draw in a deep breath and look around
at all the pretty people who are sitting at the bar
seem to know how fucking hip they are
And I begin to judge them cause I think they're judging me
we both dismiss each other oh so easily
Everyone's impeccably dressed
fancy western shirts and denim vests
seems like I came unprepared to some kind of social test
maybe I'm just too set in my ways
And I begin to judge them 'cause I think they're judging me
We both dismiss each other oh so easily
You begin to judge me cause you think I'm judging you
seems we're at an impasse and there's nothing left to do
but give in to the reason that we came
and realize that behind a beer,
We're all the same
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8. |
Drunk & Angry
04:25
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Bartender says I smoke too much
pour me another
Don't you know that I only smoke when I'm drinking and thinking about you
and you're not here
And I feel that things are quickly falling apart
Hey buddy things are looking kind of blurry
I cannot find my keys--I got somewhere to go, sompace I gotta be
And I feel that things are quickly falling apart
and I feel the only true casualty is my heart
I don't know where I'm going, but I got a feeling we're getting lost
'Cause I'm drunk and angry
And somebody's gonna pay the cost
ooh
Blue flashing in my rearview, .45 on my seat
what the hell am I gonna do now
I think I can beat this if I try
now I'm on my knees, flashlight in my eye
and I fear it's me, not him, that's gonna die...
I don't know where I'm going, but I got a feeling we're getting lost
'Cause I'm drunk and angry
And somebody's gonna pay the cost
ooh
I feel like my hair's on fire, and I'm getting tired of this cell
It ain't hell, but it ain't nice
And I feel that things are quickly falling apart
And I feel the only true casualty is my
H--E-A-R-T
Come on baby, come with me I'm drunk and angry
Yeah, I'm mad as hell
And I fear that things are quickly falling apart
I don't know where I'm going, but I got a feeling we're getting lost
'Cause I'm drunk and angry
And somebody's gonna pay the cost
ooh
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9. |
What Could've Been
04:22
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The morning that you left me
you tried so hard to tell me
but I was just too stoned to understand the words you had to say
so it goes, I suppose that things are better off this way
You left a way to reach you
but I was too damn busy
trying oh so frantically to chase the ghost of that first high
and so it goes, I suppose that this will go on 'til I die
Don't you try to understand
why I do these things that I do to you
its just a lie, "what could've been"
things will never be the way that they used to
But I never meant to hurt you
I remember how you'd tell me
you wished that I was happy
and I'd pray to god that someday I could see past this insanity
but so it goes, I suppose the pain is gonna outlive me
I'm aware of how I've burned down
these bridges that I've crossed
and there is no way to quantify the moments I have lost
you know the drill
tomorrow i'll wake up and lose more still
Don't you try to understand
why I do these things that I do to you
It's just a lie what could have been
I will never be the person that I used to
Don't you try to understand
why I do these things, I do them to myself
It's just a lie, "what could've been"
Always thought that this would end up someplace else...
Don't you try to understand
why I do these things that I do to you
its just a lie, "what could've been"
things will never be the way that they used to
But I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to hurt you.
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10. |
Now and Then
03:27
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Oh ghost of dreams, my fair-skinned gal
I saw you dancing in the glen
I long to speak, I don't know how
pray, think about me now and then.
now and then
I suffered long through stormy gale
longing to touch your skin so pale
through driving rain, through howling wind
pray, think about me now and then
now and then
And while I'm gone, I'll hold you near
your picture in my mind so clear
until the day we meet again,
pray, think about me now and then
now and then
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Walk into the hippest place in town
draw in a deep breath and look around
at all the pretty people who are sitting at the bar
seem to know just how hip they are
And I begin to judge them cause I think they're judging me
we both dismiss each other oh so easily
Everyone's impeccably dressed
fancy western shirts and denim vests
seems like I came unprepared to some kind of social test
maybe I'm just too set in my ways
And I begin to judge them 'cause I think they're judging me
We both dismiss each other oh so easily
You begin to judge me cause you think I'm judging you
seems we're at an impasse and there's nothing left to do
but give in to the reason that we came
and realize that behind a beer,
We're all the same
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