Work Tapes

Opium’s Ooze – (hard to love and so hard to lose)

April 21, 2014

Nashville Work Tape – Opium’s Ooze

This song was written in the fall of 2013 by a man who struggled to hold on to a love that was suffocating whilst soothingly intoxicating.  What ensues is a demonstration of the emotion one battles when trying to let go of a good drug like love.  Video source: http://youtu.be/VSJvUJQT_Gc

I know you’ll take the breath away of so many men with your gum.
I know just a couple minutes with you is better when I’m numb.
Here I go digging my toes back into the ground.
Worrying that someday soon I’m gonna lose everything that I’ve found.

You’re hard to love; hard to lose. You want me to give up but that’s now what I’m gonna do. Nah, I’m foolish enough to keep on pushing through thinking one day I’m gonna earn your trust. Now I have been with you, and like opium’s ooze, you are beautiful but dangerous when used. Oh, oh, oh, opium’s ooze.

I can count on one hand how many times I’m gonna die.
I’m gonna need both of my feet to count the ways you’ve kept me alive.
Sun shines down on a flower that you try to hide.
I cut it up and feed it to my heart and feel it die.

You’re hard to love; so hard to lose. You want me to give up but that’s now what I’m gonna do. Nah, I’m foolish enough to keep on pushing through thinking one day I’m gonna earn your trust. Now I have been with you, and like opium’s ooze, you are beautiful but dangerous when used.

I’m in denial when she cracks a smile. All of the while I’m high.

You are hard to love; hard to lose. You want me to give up but that’s now what I’m gonna do. Nah, I’m foolish enough to keep on pushing through thinking that one day I’m gonna earn your trust. Now I have been with you, like opium’s ooze, you are beautiful but dangerous when used. Oh, oh, oh, opium’s ooze.

 

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Down into a Coal Mine – (take a look up)

October 19, 2013

Down into a Coal Mine – by Stuart Cary

While living in a wonderful village here in Nashville, I made great friends with many neighbors.  Stu was one of those neighbors.

Slugging it out, the livelong day.
Line up Friday, the man gives me my pay.
The weekend’s gone, it’s Monday morning at the crack of dawn.

When you go down in a coal mine; when you go down into the ground, take a look up for the sunshine if you can. ‘Cause there’s a little light shining there in the darkness everywhere, so take a look up for that sunshine if you can.

All these dreams may come to none.
Think about what I have and what I have not got.
Times get tough, I find out that I’ve had about enough.

When you go down into a coal mine; when you go down into the ground, take a look up for that sunshine if you can. ‘Cause there’s a little light shining there in the darkness everywhere, take a look up for that sunshine if you can.

If you can, sift the gold from all that useless sand, pull it out with just your own two hands, ride off into to sunset-promised land.

Pull up the stakes pull out the stops.
Haven’t seen the bottom, I haven’t seen the top.
Times get tough, I find out that I’ve got about enough.

When you go down into a coal mine; when you go down into the ground, take a look up for that sunshine if you can. ‘Cause there’s a little light shining there in the darkness everywhere, take a look up for that sunshine if you can.

Take a look up for that sunshine if you can.

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Words and Music written by Stuart Cary

 

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Broke On Payday – (spent it on a lady)

September 7, 2013

 

Broke on Payday – co-written with Jack Frisby

My good songwriting buddy Jack Frisby and I wrote this together one day in the village here in Nashville.  Oh my do we all know what this is like?  Sometimes on payday I like to refrain from paying bills just for a few hours so I can feel like I have all that money to spend!  We would love to hear someone cut this song and do something special with it.  We think others can relate to getting money on payday that’s already spent! 

Mailman brought me three bills today; my woman and the rent are late. I know I should probably shave, get another job, learn to pray. Come this time tomorrow my way, all the money I spent yesterday.

Broke on payday, spent it on a lady, forty hours a week until they’ll pay me. Tip my hat to the man in charge, pick up the slack just to keep my job. Working hard, hey hey, to be broke on payday.

Landlord brought me a notice again, shade tree mechanic said it’s the transmission. People say I should learn how to save, the truth of it is there just ain’t no way. Come this time tomorrow fast, gonna feel good for a change to have a little cash.

Broke on payday, spent it on a lady, forty hours a week until they’ll pay me. Tip my hat to the man in charge, pick up the slack just to keep my job. Working hard, hey hey, to be broke on payday.

Punch the clock, play the game, pass the time, waiting for payday. Tip my hat to the man in charge, pick up the slack just to keep my job.Working hard, hey hey, to be broke on payday.

 

 

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Rescue – (things you sometimes love sometimes you lose)

May 20, 2013

Rescue – a study on a set of tormented hearts

Oh my my how much angst I had when I wrote this song.  I don’t think I need to explain much about this song, the lyrics speak for themselves.

Let’s take a few days this spring, find a way to do this thing. From the beginning I knew I needed you.

I stood in the rain, under the moon looking for stars, wishing you would fall in love with me like I did with you. Like a work of art this’ll never be through, I promise you, things you sometimes love, sometimes you lose.

Let’s buy a little time, do it right, hold each other for the ride. What’ll two hearts do when they come unglued? They say it hurts a little while.

I stood in the rain, under the moon looking for stars, wishing you would fall in love with me like I did with you. Like a work of art this’ll never be through, I promise you, things you sometimes love, sometimes you lose.

If you find yourself alone, baby girl, need a little help ’cause you’re lost in the world, I don’t have a choice if I hear your voice, you know what I’ll do – I’ll come to rescue you.

Let’s go another round. Deep down we don’t wanna lose what we’ve found but it’s a hard thing to do – to just be friends, knowing you are holding another hand.

I stood in the rain, under the moon looking for stars, wishing you would fall in love with me like I did with you. Like a work of art this’ll never be through, I promise you, things you sometimes love, sometimes you lose.

If you find yourself alone, baby girl, need a little help ’cause you’re lost in the world, I don’t have a choice if I hear your voice, you know what I’ll do – I’ll come to rescue you.

 

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