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Too Young To Quit
03:56
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Too Young To Quit
Standing on the rim of desperation
Wondering if I’ll jump or if I’ll fall
I’ve rubbed shoulders with the nearly famous
And it never got me anywhere at all
(Chorus)
Too young to quit, too old to change
Too dumb to come in from the pouring rain
So I’ll keep moving along biding my time
I’m a stubborn mule with something to prove
With little to gain and nothing to lose
I guess I like it that way cause I feel fine
Every now and then I get to wondering
If I am master of my own demise
Hanging on to things that do not matter
Acting like a sane man in disguise
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge)
I keep listening for that sound
Of the curtain coming down
(Repeat Chorus)
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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2. |
Go Ahead On
04:19
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Come on over here
Tell me what you’re thinking
I ain’t playing games
And you know I ain’t been drinkin’
You just can’t make up your mind
If I’m the man you want hanging around
Let me make it easy
Here’s your toothbrush and your comb
Just Go ahead on
Chorus:
Go ahead on
Go ahead on
Don’t come knockin’ on my door, don’t call me on the phone
Go ahead on
Go ahead on
I ain’t got time to fool around so
Go ahead on
You sat yourself right down
And told me all about it
You said that I’m the one
Then you said you doubt it
You just keep me hanging on
Then you pull the rug from under me
This ain’t no magic carpet ride
And I can’t read your mind
So go ahead on
You’re the gift that keeps on taking
But you’ve taken all you’re gonna get from me
You’ve said goodbye a hundred times or more
But you never leave
Repeat Chorus
Tag:
I ain’t got time to fool around so go ahead on
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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I’m a railroad man like my father before
From San Bernardino up to Baltimore
Daddy lost his life on the Monon Line
In a bad train wreck in the fall of 69
Oh oh oh oh
My pappy died young and he left his wife
With three hungry kids and a Barlow knife
I’ll never forget that look on her face
When the government men came to take us all away
I ran off from the orphans’ home
Hopped a freight train bound for San Antone
Got a job working on a section gang
Hotter than hell but I never complained
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
When I was nineteen I was shoveling coal
On an old locomotive bound for Jackson Hole
I learned to be a brakeman from a hard boiled man
Who could whip two ‘bo’s only using one hand
I’ve walked across the top of a moving train
In the snow and the wind and the driving rain
I started in the days of the link and pin
Ain’t nobody wanna a do that again
(Instrumental)
Well, I’m an old boomer and I’ve worked the rails
Felt the sting of the old tell tails
Low steel bridges flying over my head
Move too slow and you ended up dead
In the long cold winter of 25
Hauling sand down a Wind River mountainside
The train broke in two and it left the track
I rode it all the way but I won’t be coming back
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Now here I lie in a hospital bed
One leg gone and the other half dead
I don’t speculate about when I’ll die
Cause a railroad man is always on time
Oh oh oh oh….(repeat)
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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4. |
Life of the Party
02:31
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The life of the party will be the death of me
This town ain’t seen the likes of her since 1963
She’s a long lean dancing machine
She’s fine as she can be
But the life of the party will be the death of me
At the end of a hard day’s work
I’m ready to shut it down
But she’s all dressed for dancing
And a night on the town
She’s got a heart of gold and a tender soul
She’s cool as she can be
But the life of the party will be the death of me
When she walks into the room
The boys all turn around
But she came to hear the steel guitar
And that rockabilly sound
She’d never go behind my back
She’s true as she can be
But the life of the party
Will be the death of me
She’s a long lean dancing machine
She’s cool as she can be
But the life of the party will be the death of me
The life of the party will be the death of me
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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Gypsy Road
03:52
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Gypsy Road Gypsy Road.
Gypsy Road, Gypsy Road
When all you got left is a seed of doubt
You know what I’m talking about
You’d better not go on down that Gypsy Road
You’re somewhere you never thought you’d be
But where you’ve ended up is plain to see
When the days are long and the nights are cold
And you’re dragging around a heavy load
Better not take it down that Gypsy Road
Gypsy Road Gypsy Road
Gypsy Road Gypsy Road
When the devil plants a little seed of doubt
You walk right in but you can’t get out
You might not make it home from Gypsy Road
When the hoot owl seems to call your name
When the lights are low and you hang your head in shame
I’ve been down that road myself
And I wouldn’t wish that on no one else
You better not slip on down that Gypsy road
Gypsy Road Gypsy Road
Gypsy Road Gypsy Road
When all you got left is a seed of doubt
You know what I’m talking about
You’d better not go on down that Gypsy Road
Whatever it is that’s dogging you
Be it money, love or pills or booze
There’s a million paths that lead that way
If you go too far there’s hell to pay
You best just stay away from Gypsy Road
I know you’ve got those low down blues
From the top of your head to the soul of your shoes
But don’t go walking down that Gypsy Road
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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Twilight Town
04:03
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When you’re sick and tired of being on your own
And you just can’t face those same four walls at home
When it’s time to burn it down
There’s a place where lonely hearts abound
Come on down to Twilight Town
When you’ve had enough of being by yourself
Even though you’re with somebody else
When your hope has nearly drowned
There’s a lost love waiting to be found
Come on down to twilight town
Chorus
If the fire inside has died
Don’t give up just give it one more try
In a world of lost and found
Come on down to twilight town
Come on down to twilight town
There’s a lot of folks who’ve felt like me and you
Thinking that their life is all but through
Pick your heart up off the ground
There’s a second chance just waiting to be found
On the streets of twilight town
Chorus
If the fire inside has died
Don’t give up just give it one more try
In this world of lost and found
Come on down to twilight town
You may think your life is done
Could be that it’s only just begun
If your world has come unwound
Come on down to twilight town
Come on down to twilight town
Come on down to twilight town
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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7. |
Long Slow Fade
03:58
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Well baby, is that the way it is?
You’ve made up your mind
You ain’t sayin’ but it’s easy to see
Your love for me has died
Just tell me and I’ll be on my way
Before the long slow fade
I know you would never be cruel
Cause that’s not how you’re made
But darlin’ I have been in your shoes
And regret some cards I played
And I can tell you nobody wins
In a long slow fade
CHORUS
Long slow fade
Long slow fade
I ain’t waiting
I ain’t hanging around
For the long slow fade
Instrumental
Repeat Chorus
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8. |
I Wish I Was A Riverboat
03:16
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I wish I had a dollar for everyone I’ve spent
But wishes ain’t worth nothing when you’re trying to pay the rent
I wish I was an old guitar With stories yet to tell
I’d sing one of a lonely man that we both know so well
I wish I was a riverboat floating down a stream
I wish I was a carpenter, I’d build myself a dream
I wish I was a vagabond with nothing left to lose
I’d walk these old backroads and think about you
But I’ve got obligations, I’m too young to retire
I’m not one for standing still or sitting round the fire
So I’ll just keep on moving, living in my mind
Til the day they lay me down perhaps I’ll wake to find
That I was just a riverboat floating down a stream
I was just a carpenter who built myself a dream
I was just a vagabond with nothing left to lose
So I walked those old backroads thinking ‘bout you
I was young but now I’m past my prime
With every dream that’s crashed and burned
More and more I find
I am just a riverboat floating down a stream
I am just a carpenter trying to build a dream
I am just a vagabond with holes in both my shoes
From walking these old backroads thinking about you
I‘ve been walking these old backroads thinking ‘bout you
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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9. |
Black Diamonds
05:34
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He came from Alabama, no banjo on his knee
He had a beat up Gibson made in 1953
He came north to work the graveyard shift in a rust belt factory
Til him and Mogan David lost that job
So he wandered to a little town, doing odd jobs for his pay
He’d save a little money then he’d drink it all away
He’d talk about his buddy who he lost in 44
Who never even made it to the shore
He never had much money but the one thing that he had
Was a gift for playing guitar that he picked up from his dad
He’d play for folks at Christmas in department stores downtown
And they would come for miles to hear that sound
He could make it talk, he could make it sing
He could make those old Black Diamonds ring
He could make it laugh, he could make it whine
He could make those old Black Diamonds shine
And the world seemed like a brighter place
When Ray would open up his case
“You could make it on the Opry” folks would often say
He’d just smile and shake his head and turn the other way
“You belong in Nashville, down on Music Row”
But he’d always mumble something about St. Lo
Instrumental
He lived behind the hardware store in a room they let him use
He was master of the fretboard but he never beat the booze
Sometimes I’d sit and listen underneath his window sill
Late at night when all the streets were still
He could make it talk, he could make it sing
He could make those old Black Diamonds ring
He could make it laugh, he could make it whine
He could make those old Black Diamonds shine
And the world seemed like a finer place
When Ray would open up his case
They found him by the railroad track, face down in the sand
A bottle in his pocket, a Silver Star in his hand
They found his old Gibson in a pawn shop south of town
And I cried when they laid him in the ground
And sometimes late at night I hear that sound
He could make it talk, he could make it sing
He could make those old Black Diamonds ring
He could make it laugh, he could make it whine
He could make those old Black Diamonds shine
He could make it talk, he could make it sing
He could make those old Black Diamonds ring
And the world seemed like a better place
When Ray would open up his case
Black Diamonds
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock
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10. |
That's The Truth
03:34
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They lied to you when they said you’d pay some dues
Cause they implied that one day you’d be through
What I’ve got to say might make you blue
But the dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
You’ll keep on a payin’ As long as you’ll be staying
I hate to break your happy heart in two
But tell me have I ever lied to you?
The dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
Instrumental
I know you’re thinking that you’ve got it made
But there’s another card yet to be played
You could be in LA or in Duluth
But the dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
One day you’ll be flying but pretty soon you’re dying
You’re no better than your last review
Now you’re swinging for the fences like Babe Ruth
But the dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
Instrumental
Go on and climb that ladder but one day it won’t matter
It’s just a thing that all of us go through
One day it’s PBR, and the next Vermouth
But the dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
It’s a lesson that I learned back in my youth
The dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
Ask anyone I know, we’re living proof
The dues ain’t never paid
Don’t mean to rain on your parade
But the dues ain’t never paid and that’s the truth
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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There was an old man
In the town where I was born
Said he came there in a wagon
During the Spanish American War
He used to sit for hours
In front of the only store
In the town where I was born
His best friend was a black man
Who everyone called Shine
He tried to give me a silver dollar
For catching fishing worms one time
But I was proud to do it
Cause that’s what friends were for
In the town where I was born
Just a sleepy little village
On the wrong side of the tracks
We lost our school in 64
And we never got it back
But the lessons that I learned there
Went beyond the schoolhouse door
In the town where I was born
I remember Pete and Ida
And the hill behind their house
How the wooden sleds went flying
When the snow was on the ground
And they never seemed to mind
Those laughing kids ‘round their back door
In the town where I was born
There was an old mill
In the town where I was raised
The old folks talked about it
Until their dying days
Mose the miller was a poet
Like Riley so they say
In the town where I was born
Just a sleepy little village
Two legs short of a one horse town
The old town hall got the wrecking ball
And the restaurant fell down
But time just kept on going, like it did before
In the town where I was born
There’s an old graveyard
In the town where I was born
The tombstones are forsaken
No more to be adorned
And the saddest ones of all
Are for boys who went to war
From the town where I was born
Just a sleepy little village
On the way to another town
We got passed up by the railroad
It put our high hopes in the ground
But I’m proud to say I’m from there
In spite of all the scorn
That’s the town where I was born
The town where I was born
© 2020 Kevin P. Stonerock (BMI)
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Kevin Stonerock Indianapolis, Indiana
Songwriter and master storyteller Kevin Stonerock is a product of the Midwest, born and raised in a small town 40 miles east of Indianapolis. He was Americana before the word became a staple in the music lexicon—an amalgamation of traditional country and roots rock, with the sensibilities and lyricism of a folk artist. ... more
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