Lyrics
Halfway Through to Nowhere - Three Miles to Empty
I don't know…and I can't see
Where to go…or where to be
I'm three miles to empty
Rollin' down the road
I never knew…you were there
What can I do…I don't really care
I'm three miles to empty
And I'm far from home
I'm trying my best…takin' the high road
You're making the most…you're takin' the low road
Trying my best…you're makin' the most
I'm three miles to empty
Not gonna make it home
Halfway Through to Nowhere - Too Quick to Die
Now you run…now you ride
Load it up…and pick a side
Dusty boots…you ride with the moon
Meet your maker…far too soon
Too young to fear
Too old to cry
Too wild to stay
Too quick to die
Too young to fear
Too bold to ask why
Too wild to stay
I'm too quick to die
Steal a horse…roll your bed
Always stay…one step ahead
Some men live…all men die
Most around…don't even try
Too young to fear
Too old to cry
Too wild to stay
Too quick to die
Too young to fear
Too bold to ask why
Too wild to stay
I'm too quick to die
Halfway Through to Nowhere - 99
You take a hundred men
They try so hard
One of them wins
The rest leave scarreds
People will lie to you
And tell you you're doin' fine
Will you be the one
Or one of the 99
Second place
Is the first to lose
You take the hit
You get the bruise
It's not a hero film
With you in the starring role
Where youalways win
Always achieve your goal
Do your best
Is the common refrain
Are you just like all the rest
Was it all in vain
What are you gonna do
Being ground into the mud
Was it worth it at all
Worth the bruising and blood
Halfway Through to Nowhere - Flying High
Flying high…feeling low
Going fast…take it slow
All the days…of my years
Laughing deep…through the tears
Soft green grass…the sun on my face
A cool mountain wind…was it a race
Blue sky above…a mountain to climb
Running so low….precious time
Halfway Through to Nowhere - Resist
Sheltered and scared behind the marble walls
A brand new suit of blue as you walk the hallowed halls
Tax and spend and we can't pay the bills
You sell us out again you sorry corporate shills
Tell me what to do, and tell me what I can't
Kep us all in the dark while you talk and rant
Take the cash, take the bribe, you've really got it made
You don't really care, as long as you get paid
You won't ever be…a king over me
Another backroom deal…but I will never kneel
I will not comply with your evil and your lies
Shake your iron fist, but I will resist
You own four private homes three are on the beach
Millions to your name, no nothings out of reach
Dictate to the world, you think you know it all
Another dollar spent and we're closer to the fall
Kick the can again, and claim you've done your job
Arrogant and vile, while the people all get robbed
Just a horrid lie that we still have a say
Get you boot off my neck there's gotta be a way
You won't ever be…a king over me
Another backroom deal…but I will never kneel
I will not comply with your evil and your lies
Shake your iron fist, but I will resist
Where the Blues Meets the Road - Retribution
I'm not there
I'm not around
I've run away
I've gone to ground
You can look
But I won't fear
I can go and disappear
You can hunt
But you won't find
You are always
On my mind
I'll never stop
I won't let it go
I'll find you one day
This I know
You took everything
Precious to me
You thought I too
Was a memory
Without remorse
Without regret
We'll meet again and
What you gave you'll get
Where the Blues Meets the Road - Futility
You walk in the rain…with a smile
Enjoy your life…once in a while
You walk the earth…for a time
You eat your fill…and you drink your wine
You take a day…enjoy the trees
You feel the sun…you tase the breeze
You climb so high…on mountain peaks
You hear the wind…whenever she speaks
Trust in him…said David's son
You live life once…then you're done
Two together…are better than one
A time for everything…under the sun
Where the Blues Meets the Road - People
I don't like to go anywhere where people are around
I've lived long enough to know I don't like what I've found
I'd rather be by myself than to try to navigate your society
I don't like you, you don't like me
Just go away and leave me be
I don't like baseball games ticket prices are a steal
I'd rather eat at home than pay 50 dollars for a 5 dollar meal
I don't wanna go anywhere where people seem to be
I don't like like you, you don't like me
Just go away and leave me be
I don't have people in my yard to see who comes and goes
I live in the woods with the ducks, the rabbits bucks and does
If I could never see any of you again, it would be too soon
In truth, I'm trying to find a way to go live on the moon
Where the Blues Meets the Road - Something from Me
I went out….hoping for yesterday
I was hoping the wind…yeah, would take me away
Everybody….always wants something from me
I'm tired of runnin'….runnin' straight for the end
Life is more like…yeah, a leaf in the wind
Everybody….they always want something from me
Uneasy - Gasoline
Big ol’ v8, I heard the roar
But she won’t go, she won’t go anymore
What do I do, to run this grand machine
I just need a little gasoline
She’ll take you far, so far away
A thousand miles in a single day
That steel, just needs to be clean
I think I’ll use a little gasoline
Old car it burned, it burned to the ground
Everyone knew for miles around
The biggest fire that I’d ever seen
I guess I used, too much gasoline
Uneasy - Southern Girl
She’s not afraid of a little skirt
Tight jeans or a flannel shirt
No need for pearls
My southern girl
I never know just what she’ll choose
I know it won’t be high-heel shoes
Boots and burl
My southern girl
She can enjoy a glass of wine
But only if it’s made from muscadine
I don’t fear
My southern dear
Uneasy - Denial
I walked alone and fires lit the night
I walked alone and fires lit the night
Men gathered ‘round
Their red faces in the light
There stood a man, in the shadows dim
There stood a man, in the shadows dim
He was from Galilee
He said, I don’t know him
We asked him three times, while the city slept
We asked him three times, while the city slept
And after the dawn
The man broke down and wept
Uneasy - Justified
I didn’t want to be there, didn’t want ot pull my gun
I didn’t want to be there, didn’t want to have to pull my gun
I’m still alive, but now I’m on the run
He tried to kill me, but he missed his shot
He tried to kill me, but h missed his shot
I’m still alve, but I know he is not
They tried to hold me, but I surely would have died
They tried to hold me, but I surely would have died
I’ll never return, though I was justified
Uneasy - Confusion
Who are you
And who am I
I don’t know what
I don’t know why
Why can’t you
Even try
I don’t know
Who you are
But I can’t see
Very far
Driving with no lights
In a brand new car
Not sure why
There is no light
You went away
Way outta sight
I can’t say what
I will play tonight
Blues on Tuesday - Weeds on My Stone
I don’t know, why I’m here
Same old thing, year after year
Some day I’ll be alone,
There’ll be weeds on my stone
I don’t know, why I chose
To drive that car, or to wear these clothes
Some day I’ll be alone,
There’ll be weeds on my stone
I know time, it tracks you down
Takes you out, puts you underground
Someday I’ll be alone
There’ll be weeds on my stone
Blues on Tuesday - Straight for the Door
Wakin up this morning, feeling real good about today
Everybody better move along, better get on outta my way
I got too much on my mind, I’ll be leaving you all behind
I gotta see a whole lot more, I’m runnin straight for the door
When I was younger, I never thought it’d be this way
I thought I’d a done a lot more, had a lot more here to say
There’s nothing here I see, there’s nothing here for me
I gotta do a whole lot more, I’m runnin straight for the door
Spend all your time, trying to go around and get ahead
You waste all your time all day and then one day you wake up dead
I got no time to be still, I can’t sit I got not time to kill
I gotta do a whole lot more, I’m runnin straight for the door
What Now? - Sometimes
Sometimes you’re lost and can’t be found
Sometimes you’re lost and can’t be found
Someday they’ll bury you, six feet underground
You roll the dice, and play the game
You roll the dice and play the game
In fifty years, nobody knows your name
I know I was there, but don’t remember at all
I know I was there, but don’t remember at all
I’m sorry judge, but I don’t recall
What Now? - Lincoln County War
Seven days, twenty-one years
Do what you can to settle your fears
You never had and even play
Stay in town try to find a way
A hundred to one, you’re all outmanned
Take that gun, put it in your hand
Take your gun and use it well
Send ‘em all straight to hell
They’ll take you down, never hope
They’ll hang you from a lariat rope
The judge is bought, the fix is in
Nothin’ to do but run again
Try and go straight, it never does hold
Only path to be lucky and bold
Old man comes in the moonlit night
Take you down without a fight