01 prettiest girl in aa (3:29) 02 me and the kid (4:39) 03
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All songs by Kevin ElliottPublished by Soona Songs, Inc. (ASCAP)Painting by Kayce Lynn Patton
Musicians:Kevin Elliott - vocals, acoustic guitar, percussionBruce Balmer - archtop guitar on âCreepinâ CharlieâArmand Beaudoin - NS bass on âPrettiest Girl in AAâ and acoustic bass on âDo You Want To Be My Valentine,â âThe Clown Factory,â and âWhere the Songs Are Silentâ Lynn Canďż˝eld - backing vocals on âPrettiest Girl in AAâ and âAnother One Like YouâGraham Duncan - drums, backing vocals, bass and melodica on âMe and The Kid,â baritone on âYour Hand and HeartâAnna Hochhalter - Sax on âMe and The KidâDorothy Martirano - violin on âAnother One Like You,â âThe Clown Factory,â and âWhere the Songs Are SilentâKate Maurer - hand claps on âPrettiest Girl in AAâChris Reyman - accordion on âAround the Block,â âDolores,â and âNew Hat and Suspendersâ
Produced by Graham Duncan, Kevin Elliott and Marilyn DuncanRecorded at Soona Songs TN, The Horger House, Graham & Kateâs and Earth AnalogEngineered and Mixed by Graham DuncanMastered by John Scrip at Massive Mastering
Kevin would like to thank: Marilyn for the wonderful opportunity to be a part of the Soona Songs family; Graham for your imagination and creativity, and for being a fun guy to hang out with every week; Doro (Queen of Spain) for going above and beyond in your contribution to the arrangements; all of the talented and generous musicians (Graham, Doro, Armand, Chris, Lynn, Anna, Bruce and Kate) for making the songs so much better; my loving family, stepfamily and family-in-law for making my life so much better; Kayce for your amazing artwork; and Sandra, again and again, for your love, support, encourage-ment, inspiration⌠and material! There really ainât another one like you!
as 2011 Soona Songs, Inc. All Rights Reserved.
01 Prettiest Girl in AA (3:29)02 Me and The Kid (4:39)03 Creepinâ Charlie (5:12)04 Do You Want To Be My Valentine (2:45)05 New Hat and Suspenders (2:09)06 Poor Sweet Baby (3:33)07 Where the Songs Are Silent (2:24)08 Another One Like You (4:09)09 Your Hand and Heart (3:38)10 Around the Block (1:23)11 Dolores (3:16)12 Yellow Philodendrons (1:44)13 The Clown Factory (5:27)
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01 Prettiest Girl in AAThereâs something about you of a subtle kindNot easily read by a sober mindBut one thing ainât hard to ďż˝ndThis probably ainât the right thing to say But youâre the prettiest girl in AA Hey-hey
My life has been nothing but one big regretI lost all those women, all the friends I metCan I bum a cigarette?This really ainât the right thing to say But youâre the prettiest girl in AA Hey-hey, oh yeah
What would you tell me if I said I love you? Youâd tell me youâre a friend of Bill W. Canât give your number to just any slob I ainât just any slob⌠âcause I just got a job I just got a job
So what would you tell me if I said I love you? Youâd tell me youâre a friend of Bill W. Canât give your number to just any slob I ainât just any slob⌠âcause now I got a job I got a job, baby⌠I got a part-time job!
And we talk about alcoholSometimes I feel kind of blueItâs got something to do with youI know this ainât the right thing to say But youâre the prettiest girl in AA
I know this ainât the right thing to say But youâre the prettiest girl in AA⌠Hey-hey, oh yeahâŚ
02 Me and The KidMe and The Kid, we were running awayWe had no ties to bind us, nobody to �nd usWe were gone in a day
We had �ve hundred dollars and that old panel truckRan out on my lady, the arrangement was shadyBut The Kid brought me luck
So we headed out west, we drove fast and we drankWe picked up hitchhikers, some wanna-be bikers
Siphoned gas for our tank
Made it out to LA, tried to locate a friendWe just barely missed her, we crashed with her sisterWho was half âround the bend
We were all singinâ our song, singinâ sloppy, but singinâ strongBound to turn out wrong, wrong, wrong, but didnât last too long
We left early in the morning, hurried north up the coastHit the golden gate city, we depleted our kittyThe Kid splits from his post
Feeling homesick and stupid, he sells oďż˝ his truckEven though itâs December, he ďż˝ies back to DenverAnd there goes my luck
Singinâ one last song, singinâ sloppy and singinâ strongBound to turn out wrong, wrong, wrong, but didnât last too long
I call up my old lady, try to make my amendsBut sheâs back with her ex, she says, âitâs only sex.âWell, I guess that depends
So I settle into my life and this lasts a few yearsTry to work when Iâm able, always under the tableMostly keeps me in beers
And Iâm not proud of my stories, all the lies that I hidBut sometimes itâs funny, wouldnât trade them for moneyAll the things that I did⌠like that road trip with me and The Kid
And Iâm still singinâ my song, still singinâ sloppy & singinâ strongLife is full of all of this stuďż˝, donât last long enough, it donât last long enoughâŚ
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03 Creepinâ CharlieThey say violets are blue, I say roses are tooFiltered through the summer moonlightAt midnight, sipping my blue wineItâs a habit of mine
And the air is sweet and dark, alone in the parkWhere the stray dogs bark their warningAnd morning is hours awayAlmost another day
And I laugh a little, cry a little more, thatâs what itâs forBy myself at last, just me and my past, seen it all before
And I call on my beauties and bums, Creepinâ Charlie comesAlways picking a ďż˝ght, and what an appetiteCanât keep him at bay, and now heâs taking it all awayMaybe another day
When the bough breaks, who falls? Maybe no one at allItâs just a call to the unawakenedMistakenly counting sheep, fast asleepThatâs when Charlie creeps to your door
And you laugh a little, cry a little more, thatâs what itâs forGetting under your skin, then you give in, just like before
And you call on your beauties and bums, Creepinâ Charlie comesAlways picking a ďż˝ght, and what an appetiteCanât keep him at bay, and now heâs taking it all awayMaybe another day
And I laugh a little, cry a little more, thatâs what itâs forGetting under my skin, then I give in, just like before
And I call on my beauties and bums, Creepinâ Charlie comesAlways picking a ďż˝ght, and what an appetiteCanât keep him at bay, and now heâs taking it all awayMaybe another day
They say roses are red, or maybe violets insteadBut the night is blue, guess I am too
04 Do You Want To Be My Val-entineYou want to be my valentine?You want to dance a crooked line?Would you wish upon a fading star?Close your eyes, to go too far?
Do you desire my open hand?Are you the ocean or the sand?Do you prefer the day or night?Bathe in darkness, shed the light?
Will you lie upon my bed?Untie your hair and rest your head?Or would you choose to go along?Your mouth and tongue in verse and song?
What do you love the very most?Who is the guest? Who is the host?What is the color you select?Where do our pathways intersect?
Please call to me when you decideThough I may turn away to hideTo spare myself the blunt suspenseYet I would wonder ever since
If you might be my one true loveMy willow tree, my mourning doveWill you be my valentine?Will you dance a crooked line?
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05 New Hat and SuspendersI got a new hat and suspendersTo match my new bow tiePin-striped pantsLeather spatsAnd a monocle for my left eye
I am notorious for my sideburnsGoatee and silver toothGot a pint of brandySome butterscotch candyAnd this time itâs the truth
I got a valuable antique pool cue My shirtâs clean, starched, and blue Got a tab at the bar And a fat cigar And a large obscene tattoo
I know a sweet old gal, I got a checkerboard I was wounded in the war Got a brass spittoon In the month of June And a hound dog by the door
I got a new hat and suspendersTo match my new bow tieI said it beforeAnd Iâll say it some moreAnd Iâll say it âtil the day I die
While I play my ukuleleWith a ďż˝ower in my lapelIâm having funIâve got a gunSo you all go to hell
06 Poor Sweet Baby (Instrumental)
07 Where the Songs Are SilentI will go to where the hills are burningItâs a path I have known all too wellThough I stop for a drinkAt that wandering creekYou may ďż˝nd me traveling still
I will go to where the beasts are howlingI have gone that road one time or twoIf I lie down to restWhere we went in days pastI will keep my eyes open for you
Iâll go to where the ďż˝elds are barren Where I ended so often before Itâs a toss of a coin Tells you which way Iâve gone But itâs always a ways from your door
If you go to where the hearts are wearyYou will see me walking alongWith stones for a bedAnd gray clouds overheadThe raindrops singing this song
Iâll go to where my loveâs forsaken Then I must empty my sack Dispose of my wares And Iâll shed all my tears Then Iâll turn and I wonât venture back
But if I go to where the songs are silentAnd that silence feeds a hungry hostIâll carry these chordsAnd Iâll share all my wordsAnd Iâll go where Iâm needed the most
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08 Another One Like YouThereâs a certain way you look when you arenât carefulAt the same time, itâs so reckless and so mildBefore you are aware, your eyes reveal youNeedy and determined as a childInnocent, but running loose and wild
And I know your love is pure as any river I know your heart is open and itâs true Everything you promise, you deliver Simple grace in all the things you do Iâll never meet another one like you
You say that you make good on your selectionsYou tell me that youâll take me anywhereYou know me, oh you seem to see right through meNo games to play, no camouďż˝age to wearSo much to give, so much you have to share
You see things as they are, you feel so deeplyNever holding back your laughter or your tearsStrong enough to handle what life deals you on your ownFaith that never wanes or disappearsFilling days with bright bouquets and souvenirs
And I know your love is pure as any river I know your heart is open and itâs true Everything you promise, you deliver Simple grace in all the things you do Iâll never meet another one like you
I canât say how much I really love youItâs a feeling too fragile to expressIâve never told you what a joy it is to hold youYouâre so beautiful to me, I confessIâve been afraid I couldnât say these words, I guess
And I know your love is pure as any river I know your heart is open and itâs true Everything you promise, you deliver Simple grace in all the things you do Iâll never meet another one like you
No, Iâll never meet another one like you
09 Your Hand and HeartI didnât know when you caught my gazeHow my life would soon unfoldYou warmed my nights and colored my daysAnd gave me your hand and your heart to hold
You played a gamble and invited me inAnd loved me like a world on �re Took me under your skin
I think you led me down my deepest pathAnd showed me a place I �tAnd in the glow of the aftermathYou helped me gather my sense of it
And now I wonder what weâve yet to seeTo discover in the soul of you And the spirit of me
Now I wonder what weâve yet to seeTo discover in the soul of you And the spirit of me In love with you With love in you With you in love In you with love
I didnât know when you caught my gazeHow my life would turn and startYou warmed my nights and colored my daysAnd gave me your hand and heart
You warm my nights and color my daysAnd give me your hand and heart
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10 Around the Block(Instrumental)
11 DoloresItâs a circus here, DoloresBut youâre high on the hogGot you dancing to the chorusNipping back at the dogs Pushing nickels and dimes And other everyday crimes
Itâs a circus here, DoloresWatching out for the manYou deliver like a ďż˝oristEverything that you can Youâll be making your drop Meeting up at the top
So youâre headed oďż˝ to infamy Oďż˝ to try your luck Itâs swim or sink, donât you think? Something that you wonât admit to me Now our wheels are stuck Simple things, spinning rings Hear the circus call? Up against the wall
Fare thee well, my DoloresYouâll be gone for awhileThink you know what the score is?Make your exit in style Now theyâre stopping to stare Catching everything there
So youâre headed oďż˝ to infamy Oďż˝ to try your luck Itâs swim or sink, donât you think? Something that you wonât admit to me Now our wheels are stuck Simple things, spinning rings Hear the circus call? Up against the wall
Itâs a circus here, Dolores Pushing nickels and dimes And other everyday crimes
12 Yellow PhilodendronsYellow philodendrons on the windowsill My, what a lovely daySaturday morning, got nothing to do Would you like to come and play with me?We could sit and talk and have a laugh or two An afternoon all our ownâCause thereâs yellow philodendrons on the windowsill And I donât want to be alone And I donât want to be alone
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13 The Clown FactoryI dream of smokestacks, brick buildings by the riverPunching the time clock, third shift, I �nd my spot on the line
Dim lights and mood swings, belts hum and drum the back-beatChutes, clamps and levers, until the whistle signals its time
Some nights I wander, a maze of shadowed cornersOld wooden pallets, stacked ten-high, wrapped in clear cellophaneThat pictureâs smeared like grease on my brain
Blood-red noses and evil eyes Polka dot devils with green bow ties Sons of bitches that jive and chuckle and swear And piles and piles of foul orange hair
Right after smoke break, the foreman saunters overThe bossâs nephew, checking his clipboard, making the rounds
Says, âwatch your ďż˝ngers,â says, âsafety ďż˝rst, then qual-ity!âSays, âthen PRODUCTION!â ⌠jots down some ďż˝gures, points and he frownsâWhen I come back, Iâd better see clowns! More clowns!â
Blood-red noses and evil eyes Polka dot devils with green bow ties Filthy pockets, spilling all but the kitchen sink I guess you know, theyâre likely to drink⌠and they stink
Back in their heyday, clown factories shaped the heart-landEmploying the townsfolk, clown-baron fat-cats rolled in the dough
Those days are gone now, it was a diďż˝erent world thenCanât say I miss it, time marches on, as history will showLike everything, clowns come and they go⌠this I know
Blood-red noses and evil eyes Polka dot devils with green bow ties Sons of bitches that jive and chuckle and swear And piles and piles of foul orange hair
I dream of smokestacks, brick buildings by the river
Thank God itâs Friday, I grab my check and walk to my carIâll head on home or stop by the barâŚIâll head on home or stop by the barIt ainât far, it ainât far⌠it ainât far