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TWISTIN' IN THE WIND

 

Copyright 1998 MCA Records Universal City, California

Produced by Joe Ely

 

Up on the Ridge

Roll Again

It's a Little Like Love

Twistin' in the Wind

Queen of Heaven

Sister soak the beans

I will lose my life

You're Workin' For The Man

Nacho Mama

Behind The Bamboo Shade

Gulf Coast Blues

If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing


Up on the Ridge (Tornado Temple BMI)

Joe Ely



Up on the Ridge I seen a rider passin' by
Up on the Ridge I seen a rider passin' by
I heard thunder in the distance
I seen lightning in his eye

Up on the Ridge I gotta tangle with my fate
Up on the Ridge I gotta tangle with my fate
Details must be dealt with
before the hour gets too late

Up on the Ridge there's a highway headin' home
Where the ramblin' men must leave their sin
Up on the Ridge

Up on the Ridge there's a fire about to burn
Up on the Ridge there's a fire about to burn
When the sun sets on the Lowlands, only one of us will return

Up on the Ridge there's a highway headin' home
Where the ramblin' men must leave their sin
Up on the Ridge

Roll Again (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely "Damn this sand," sang the rambler. "Damn this hand," sang the gambler. Nobody's satisfied With the road they chose to ride Oh Let it Go, Roll Again Damn these caves sang the jailer Damn these waves sang the sailor Nobody's satisfied With the road they chose to ride Oh Let it Go, Roll Again You get in the game, You pay the price You lay down your life And roll the dice. And if you roll 'snake-eyes', Roll Again. "Damn temptation," sang the preacher. "Damn frustration," sang the teacher. Nobody's satisfied With the road they chose to ride Oh Let it Go, Roll Again Damn this livin'," said the Sinner Damn Forgivin', what's for dinner?" You get in the game, You pay the price You lay down your life And roll the dice. And if you roll 'snake-eyes', Roll Again.
It's a Little Like Love (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely Well I woke up wonderin' 'Bout what you said last night When you wanted me to say in my own kind a way What it was that our love was like It's a little like a Daytime Drama When the plot gets thick You just never realized thru the turns and ties that you was in the thick of it It's a little like a Carousel That's breakin' apart And all the wild wild horses runnin ever which way Runnin all over your heart It's a Little like everything This crazy world's made of It's a little like a feelin' when your heart is reelin' It's A Little Like Love I don't know if I'm strong enough To even hold on tight I don't know if I can keep my poor eyes open Baby till I see the light It's a little like a Six O'Clock News In the middle of your head Both sides are a little hazy about which one's crazy And what is better to be left unsaid It's a little like a stock car race You never stay in line You just dodge flyin' steel and the rubber off the wheels And try to make it to the finish line It's a Little like everything This crazy world's made of It's a little like a feelin' when your heart is reelin' It's A Little Like Love I didn't buy no four week Course I had to learn it on my own Who ever wrote the book must've never took a look At the seeds that they could have sown It's a little like a thunderstorm Lightnin' hail and rain But when the clouds blow by there's a clear blue sky To wash away all your pain It's a little like a mountain climb It's a long hard rise If you make it up the hill then you know you will See the sun on the other side It's a Little like everything This crazy world's made of It's a little like a feelin' when your heart is reelin' It's A Little Like Love
Twistin' in the Wind (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely My heavy heart pounds hard tonight Down this highway in the wind The windshield wipers clean away The tears I cry within The Love I've thrown away, I know, I'll never feel again... And I, I'm just Twistin' in the Wind Some one cut me down from here I can't prove what don't exist Did you feel the same as I? Or was there something I might have missed? I turned my back on everyone Who wanted me to win I needed you so bad, I guess That's the way I was back then Now I, I'm just Twistin' in the Wind I believe I'll go down to the bridge And watch the trains roll by See the sparks fly from their wheels Where the rocks and the cinders lie The weight I feel inside tonight Could put a freight train in a spin And I, I'm just Twistin' in the Wind Repeat Chorus Love made a fool of me At the gates of the guillotine I can't believe I heard the Truth Comin' from your answering machine How did I become this broken man? Was I too blind to bend? Now I, I'm just Twistin' in the Wind I, yi yi yi, I'm just Twistin' in the Wind Some one cut me down from here I been Hangin' here too long Release me from the Binds of Love I can't tell Right from Wrong
Queen of Heaven (Tornado Temple BMI,Lucky Nakeedress,BMI) Joe Ely,Jo Carrol Pierce, TJ Nabors She rides a horse named La Grimas Through deserted railway stations, Blood red lips through a cloud of dust, In her quest for the Crucifixion. She carries my heart in a red bandanna She stole on a moonlit mountain When the coal train rolls thru ol' Santa Anna She's bathing in the town square fountain She's the Queen of Heaven, Sweetheart of the Rodeo Heroine of home town corridos. Finder of your silver dime Border radio Valentine. Blue ribbon winner at the South Plains Fair. She's the Desert solitaire, Would you like to dance a brand new dance? It's called the New World Tango It's leaving its bloody hand print from Lima to Durango. She's the Queen of Heaven, Sweetheart of the Rodeo Heroine of home town corridos. Finder of your silver dime Border radio Valentine. Blue ribbon winner at the South Plains Fair. She's the Desert solitaire,
Sister soak the beans (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely CHORUS Sister, soak the beans I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion Mama, light the stove It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done I'll be comin' home I've had enough, I'm done with self-denial Can't you hear me moan? Set the table, I'll be there in a while Workin' on the run Burnin' cactus down on the Rio Grande No shade from the sun Just wishin' I'd get done with shovelin' sand Repeat CHORUS I been gone so long Callin' cattle on the Goodnight Lovin' Line Can't you hear my song The canteen's dry as the dust that's in my eyes Repeat CHORUS Last time I got stuck In a Yankee city up above the Dixon Line I run plum out of luck Not an inch of enchalada could I find I'll be comin' home I've had enough, I'm done with self-denial No Peace can I find Set the table, I'll be there in a while
I will lose my life (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely If I have to lose you, to lose you I'll forever wonder why For then I would refuse you, refuse you And that would be a lie But if I choose to love you, love you I will lose my life And all the stars above you, above you Will forever lose their shine I know it's wrong, I been hurtin' much too long Friends say I've changed They see that I'm insane If I have to lose you, to lose you I'll forever wonder why For then I would refuse you, refuse you And that would be a lie But if I choose to love you, love you I will lose my life And all the stars above you, above you Will forever lose their shine Where can I turn? I broke faith, I never learned If you stay behind I will lose my mind Repeat Chorus
You're Workin' For The Man (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely I been Workin' all my life tryin' to beat the Company Clock In a Louisiana gravel pit, breakin' up rock My baby's had enough, she's packin' up and leavin' She says you're workin' for the man and you ain't breakin' even Workin' for the man and you ain't breakin' even Jackhammer Jimmy said to Shallowwater Slim If you see Doctor Danny then you better talk to him Life's too short to be sittin' round grievin' You're Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even Breakin up Rock Breakin up Rock Working for the Man on the Company Clock Breakin up Rock got Everyone belivin' You're Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even My daddy tried to tell me when I was just a kid Don't work in the pit like your poor ol' daddy did Somedays you sit and wonder what it is that you're achievin' You're Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even Breakin up Rock Breakin up Rock Working for the Man on the Company Clock Breakin up Rock got Everyone belivin' You're Workin' For The Man And You Ain't Breakin' Even
Nacho Mama (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely The doors flew back and in they came A tough bunch of cowboys, thirsty They said to the waitress, "Honey what's your name?" "And Mama, won'cha bring us whiskey?" The waitress froze dead in her tracks Her eyes rolled in her head No one took a single breath When she turned to them and said... She said, "I'm Na'cho Mama !" "Na'cho Mama !" "I'm Na'cho Mama, Na'cho Girl, I didn't bring you into this world! "I'm Na'cho Mama !" The wild bunch rode on down the line To some cafe on the Pedernales They said to the waitress, "Honey, you're lookin' fine," "And Mama, won'cha bring us tamales?" The waitress raised her fly swatter high Her new tattoo did show It was Napoleon with a big black eye She was lettin' every body know... She said, "I'm Na'cho Mama !" "Na'cho Mama !" "I'm Na'cho Mama, Na'cho Girl, I didn't bring you into this world! "I'm Na'cho Mama !" The cowboys rode for twenty miles Sidesaddle to their saddlebags They crossed their legs and laughed all night You see, the wild bunch was in drag... They sang, "I'm Na'cho Mama !" "Na'cho Mama !" "I'm Na'cho Mama, Na'cho Girl, I didn't bring you into this world! "I'm Na'cho Mama !" Na'cho Mama, Na'cho Girl, I didn't bring you into this world! "I'm Na'cho Mama !" "I'm Na'cho Mama !" "I'm Na'cho Mama !"
Behind The Bamboo Shade (Eiffel Tower Music BMI) Joe Ely I'm going down to some blue border town Where the Ranchero Radios play My life is a jangle of too many tangles I know that I must get away My past is behind me, I can't let them find me I know there must be a place Where cheap Christmas lights shine all day and night That's where I'm headed Out where the day meets the shade I only came for a holiday to sit in the Mexican wind I only came for the whiskey, but suddenly she walked in She wore a dress made of lace, And the light on her face I felt the room start to shake On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade... I only came for the sun but I wound up with the moon and the stars When her eyes met mine, the room filled with Spanish guitars The kerosene in my blood Came on like a flood As I stood to take her away To a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade... On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade With the skeletons dancing on the eve of the Day of the Dead I reached out in the dark, Put my hand on her heart, While the bows of the palm trees swayed On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade I woke up in a sweat, my legs feeling too weak to stand There's a pain in my back and not a bit of grip in my hands A flash of steel in the night Left me no time to write An epitaph to leave on my grave The church bells rang on a Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade With the skeletons dancing on the eve of the Day of the Dead I reached out in the dark, Put my hand on her heart, While the bows of the palm trees swayed On a Black Spanish Love Seat Behind the Bamboo Shade
Gulf Coast Blues (Tornado Temple BMI) Joe Ely Walkin' on the shore Feelin' mighty bad These have been the worst Ol' blues I ever had So far Since you've gone So far... Clouds around my brain How can I drain These Gulf Coast Blues away Talkin' to myself Tellin' me lies Wonderin' if the tide Will ever rise Again Since you've gone Again... Clouds around my brain How can I drain These Gulf Coast Blues away Ships a comin' in Fog around the shore Wonderin' if you'll be Waitin' at my door Tonight Oh Lord Tonight... Clouds around my brain How can I drain These Gulf Coast Blues away IF Love is an Ocean where all the Rivers End Blues must be the feelin' while you're waitin' for the Wind
If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing (Tornado Temple BMI,Gracey-Rhodes Music/Irving Music BMI) Joe Ely / Kimmie Rhodes / Gabe Rhodes O weary me I'm broke as a man can be My bills are all due, I got holes in my shoe Bill collectors, they won't let me sleep If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing I could make cash registers ring What a sight to behold her, she could sit on my shoulder And whimper in harmony If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing What a wonderful world it would be I could take her to the border and teach her how to order Margaritas and Fajitas Senoritas would bring The circus is coming to town The telephone lines are down While the tight rope they're stretchin', my puppy is fetchin', The tin cans all scattered around... If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing The whole would live in peace Instead of them fightin', everyone would be writin' Love letters to Senators and Police If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing What brave new world it would be I could take her to China, on a big Jet Airliner And Bark in the Park 'till the Freedom Bells Ring If I Could Teach My Chihuahua To Sing There'd be no more sorrow and grief I could take her to the border and teach her how to order Guacamole and Posole, and feel Holy and Free!