Howdy friends,
I thought I might share some of the new songs on the new CD, whenever it finally comes to fruition. So here’s my thinking-I will post the lyrics to some of the songs as we go along here in November and December, but first I’m going to put up the lyrics to one that will NOT be on the project. There’s a story that goes with it.
Back in July we played a gig down at the Wheeler County Bluegrass Festival in Fossil, Oregon with the fabulous women in The Misty River Band. I bought their latest CD and while driving to Hamilton, Montana for the next gig, the Bitterroot Bluegrass Festival, I listened to the thing over and over. All the way over and back.

A few days after I got back I got out the Martin and started strumming and came up with this great tune. I thought to myself this is going to be a good song so don’t rush the words. Then I wrote the words. Then I got the nagging feeling that I had sort of heard the tune before. Sure enough, I went out to the truck and turned on the Misty River CD and there it was for the most part. There are a few subtle differences but not enough to make it distinct. So here I am with the words, which I really like but until I come up with a totally different tune, you will not hear this song. Here goes:

I saw you standin’ on the boulevard
Silhouetted by the sun
And you don’t look much different
With all the distance you have run
Oh I really didn’t look that hard
The way I’ve always done
And I shouldn’t have to tell you
But you were the only one

(Chorus)

I remember those summer nights
When the breeze was in your hair
And we danced around the kitchen
When no one else was there
I remember those summer nights
Did you think I could forget?
And the only thing you left me
Was a lifetime of regret

They say you live in Ensenada now
I remember Mexico
And how we went there for my birthday
But that was oh so long ago
I hear you’re eatin’ enchiladas now
That’s how the story goes
And you’re starin’ at the water
With the sand beneath your toes

(Chorus)

Yeah, I know the enchilada verse is a little cheesy (pardon the pun) but a friend of mine said “Don’t change it, I know exactly what you’re talking about”. I really like the part about dancin’ in the kitchen. By the way, the Misty River song is actually a Daniel Lanois song, “Blackhawk and Whitewing Dove” or something like that.
See ya next time when I rip off Dylan (just kidding)
Happy Trails,
Jim