Steve Earle
Miscellaneous Lyrics (part 3)

Last updated:25 June 2003


Arianne
(Scott Miller, Steve Earle)

It's getting light, it's getting late
And I've looked everywhere and called her name
Her dad the doctor's down
The sheriff's standing 'round
Arianne

We sat by the river's edge
I slipped in and she slipped off her dress
She stepped cautiously
Into that shining stream
Arianne

There's a place that I can go
Where her memory still flows
It cuts a deeper path
With every season past
Arianne

I can see her as she sleeps
A face as still as that river is deep
Leaves are turning 'round
White arms, hair of brown
Arianne

There's a place that I can go
Where her memory still flows
It cuts a deeper path
With every season past
Arianne


In The Jailhouse Now
(Jimmie Rodgers)

I had a friend named Campbell
He used to rob, steal, and gamble
He tried everything that was low down
He was out tomcattin' one night
When he started a big fight
And a big policeman came and knocked him down

He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
I told him over again
Quit drinkin' whiskey, they all found gin
He's in the jailhouse now

Now Cambell broke jail one day
Decided he'd go away
Police met him at the train
The cop says I've come for you
Cambell says this won't do
'Cause you know Cambell's never been my name

He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
He's in the jailhouse now (he's in the jailhouse now)
Yeah, he broke out
All over town, the fool walked about
He's in the jailhouse now

Now, Cambell had a gal named Sadie
Sadie said where's my baby
I told her he was downtown in the can
She went down to the jail
It was just to go his bail
And she said I come down here to get my man

She's in the jailhouse now (she's in the jailhouse now)
She's in the jailhouse now (she's in the jailhouse now)
Now you understand
Why ol' Sadie's in the can
She's in the jailhouse now

She's in the jailhouse now


Sincerely (Too Late To Turn Back Now)
(Steve Earle, Robert Earl Keen)

I could tell you I came by to say hello
But I knew good and well that you weren't home
Now these lines I write
Will reach you by midnight
Tell you that it's over, anyhow
Sincerely, too late turn back now

Blue words on white paper find a way
To say what I'm not strong enough to say
If I stay to say goodbye
Someone's bound to cry
And I don't think that I can stand to hear that sound
Sincerely, too late turn back now

I don't need to sign my name
Because you know me by now
And I won't have to take the blame
When tears come falling down
I just ain't got the heart to hang around
Sincerely, too late to turn back now
P.S.  I guess I let you down


Sorry Sue
(Scott Miller, Steve Earle)

I'm not who you think I am
I'm a boy, not a man
It ain't really me you want
I'm just the one you're counting on

Sorry Sue, I'm not in love with you
It ain't you, I was born this blue

Take a look around this place
The floors are swept, the pictures straight
But underneath all that decor
Are empty walls and nothing more

Sorry Sue, I'm not in love with you
It ain't you, I was born this blue

Run for cover and get some rest
Pleasant dreams, I'll do my best
If I'm not everything you need
Don't forget it's just a dream

Sorry Sue, I'm not in love with you
It ain't you, I was born this blue


The Window Song
(Mic Harrison, Scott Miller, Steve Earle)

Look out your window
To the street below
Did you see a shadow
Maybe it was a ghost?
A knock on your front door
Check it out again
It could be an echo
Or something in the wind

Look out your window
And tell me what you see
It ain't me

Every empty look below
Every angry word we spoke
Proves we've gone as far
As we can go

Roll down my window
And blow the smoke away
Any way the wind blows
Well, that'll be okay
And every minute gets me
Another mile away
You won't even miss me
Till you pull down your shades

Look out your window
And tell me what you see
It ain't me

Every empty look below
Every angry word we spoke
Proves we've gone as far
As we can go


Nashville Cats
(John Sebastian)

Chorus:
Nashville cats
Play clean as country water
Nashville cats
Play wild as mountain dew
Nashville cats
Been playin' since they's babies
Nashville cats
Get work before they're two

Well, there's thirteen hundred and fifty-two guitar pickers in Nashville
And they can pick more notes than the number of ants on a Tennessee ant hill
There's thirteen hundred and fifty-two guitar cases in Nashville
And anyone that unpacks his guitar can play twice as better than I will

Chorus

I was just 13 you might say I was a musical proverbial knee-high
When I heard a couple new sounding tunes on the tube and they blasted me sky high
Then the record man said everyone is a yellow sun record in Nashville
And up North there ain't nobody buy 'em and I said, but I will

Chorus

Well there's sixteen thousand eight hundred twenty-one mothers from Nashville
All their friends play music and they ain't uptight if one of the kids will
Because it's custom made for any mother's son to be a guitar picker in Nashville
And I sure am glad I got a chance to say a word about the music and the mothers from Nashville

Chorus


High Fashion Queen
(Gram Parsons, Chris Hillman)

There's a place everyone of us can go to
Maybe you have been there once or twice
Where all your friends just look at you and whisper
And they want to give you nothing but advice

When you walk in they all know what you're after
And the higher that you get the more they'll see
In a dark room filled with music, wine, and laughter
Your eyes keep searching for her constantly

Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears
Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer
Every night it's the same sad old procedure
The doorman winks at you on your way out
'Cause deep inside he knows just what you're after
And he's got something you can't live without

There's nothing new that can be said about dirt
And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt
Of an old love's fancy life that left you stranded in a dream
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen


A Far Cry From You
(Steve Earle)
(Steve Earle's demo version)

Blinded by the tears the day you left
Memories, like a stone around my neck
I never thought that I would ever get
As far away from you as I now have

Chorus
A far cry from you
I must've cried a river of regrets
It's water underneath the bridge, and that's
A far cry from from you

Far away from you enough to sigh
I laugh at all the tears you made me cry
But now even the echoes have all died
I'm looking back with no tears in my eyes

Chorus x 2


Elijah's Church
(Steve Earle)

Elijah came to Texas
To build his family a home
With his wife and new baby
And what little goods that they owned
Had a good yoke of oxen
And hand tools for clearing the land
And he built him a church
'Cause he was a God fearin' man

All of his children when there
Worshiped here through the years
On down to my granddad
He's buried 'bout 40 yards from here
It's where I was baptized
And where I took me a wife
And if I have my say so
That's where I'll rest when it's time

chorus:
When I'm dead and I'm gone
Won't you carry me home
To that little white church
In my daddy's home town
'Cause Lord knows I'm some kind of sinner
But I've done come this far
And it's too late for changin'
When this race has been run
Take me back  where I came from
And let me return what I took from the ground
When this body won't carry me no further
Take me back
And lay me down

This east Texas red dirt
Won't grow much of nothin' they say
'Cept tomatoes and peaches
They mostly drill for oil nowadays
And a hired hand named Regan
First made me understand
And he told me the red was the blood of my kin in the land

chorus


Francine
(Billy Gibbons, Kenny Cordray, Steve Perron)

Got a girl, her name's Francine
Finest thing you ever seen
And I love her, she's all that I want
And I need her, she's all that I need

Well, Francine, oh Francine, why
Do you love me and make me cry?
How I love her, she's all that I want
How I need her, she's all that I need

If I ever caught her with Stevie P
I'd throw her back in the Penitentiary, now
And if I caught her with my mother's son
I'll call her daddy and get my gun

My Fancine just turned thirteen
She's my angelic teenage queen
And I love her, she's all that I want
And I need her, she's all that I need
And I love her, she's all that I want
And I need her, she's all that I need
And I love her, she's all that I want
And I need her, she's all that I need


Cocaine
(Gary Davis)
(additional lyrics by Jackson Browne and Glenn Frey)

You take Sally and I'll take Sue
There ain't no difference between the two
Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain

Headin' down Scott, turnin' up Main
Looking for that girl who sells cocaine
Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain

Late last night about a quarter past four
Ladanyi come knockin' down my hotel room door
Where's the cocaine
It's runnin' all 'round my brain

I was talking to my doctor down at the hospital
He said, "Son, it says here you're twenty-seven,
But that's impossible
Cocaine you look like you could be forty-five"

Now I'm losing touch with reality and I'm almost out of blow
It's such a fine line I hate to see it go
Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain


Tom Dooley
(traditional)
(Steve Earle's version)

chorus:
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die

I met her on the mountain
I said she'd be my wife
I met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with my knife

chorus

I drug her to the river
As God Almighty knows
The man beside the water
Hid her shoes and clothes

I dug her grave a footlong
I dug it three foot deep
I threw the cold clay on her
Tramped it with my feet

chorus

'Bout this time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down there in that holler
Hangin' from a tree

chorus x 5


Two Girls
(Townes Van Zandt)

The clouds didn't look like cotton
They didn't even look like clouds
I was underneath the weather
All my friends look like a crowd
The swimmin' hole was full of rum
And I tried to find out why
All I learned was this, my friend
You got to swim before you fly
I got two girls
One's in heaven, one's below
One I love with all my heart
And one I do not know

Two lonesome dudes on a ugly horse
Passed by not long ago
They asked me where the action was
I said that I did not know
As they disappeared into the brush
I heard the driver say
He's a little slow between the ears
He's always been that way
I got two girls
One's in heaven, one's below
One I love with all my heart
And one I do not know

Jolly Jane just lays around
And listens with her mouth
She's had about a dozen husbands
But the last one just pulled out
Now who's gonna bring her dinner
Through the weary years ahead
All she'll get from me is sympathy
Ain't got time to see she's fed
I got two girls
One's in heaven, one's below
One I love with all my heart
And one I do not know

Cold down on the bayou
They say it's in your mind
But the moccasins are treadin' lee
And leavin' strange designs
The Cajun say the last time
This happened they weren't here
Beaumont's full of penguins
And I'm playin' it by ear
I got two girls
One's in heaven, one's below
One I love with all my heart
And one I do not know


Mr. Mudd & Mr. Gold
(Townes Van Zandt)

The wicked king of clubs awoke
It was to his queen he turned
His lips were laughing as they spoke
His eyes like bullets burned
The sun's upon a gambling day
His queen smiled low and blissfully
Let's make some wretched fool to pay
Plain it was she did agree
He sent his deuce down into diamond
His four to heart and his trey to spade
Three kinds with their legions come
And preparations soon were made
They voted club the day's commander
Give him army face and number
All but the outlaw jack of diamonds
And the aces in the sky

He give his sevens first instruction
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
'Tween a man named Gold and a man named Mudd
Club filled gold with greedy vapors
'Till his long green eyes did glow
Mudd was left with the sighs and trembles
Watching his hard earned money go
Flushes fell on Gold like water
Tens they paired and paired again
But the aces only flew through heaven
And the diamond jack called no man friend
The diamond queen saw Mudd's ordeal
Began to think of her long lost son
Fell to her knees with a mother's mercy
And prayed to the angels, every one

The diamond queen, she prayed and prayed
And the diamond angel filled Mudd's hole
The wicked king of clubs himself
Fell face down in front of Gold
Three kings come to club's command
But the angels from the sky did ride
Three kings up on the streets of Gold
Three fireballs on the Muddy side
The club queen heard her husband call
But Lord, that queen of diamond's joy
When the outlaw in the heavenly hall
Turned out to be her wandering boy

Mudd, he checked and Gold bet all
And Mudd, he raised and Gold did call
The smile just melted on his face
When Mudd turned over that diamond ace
Here is what this story's told
You feel like Mudd, you'll end up Gold
You feel like lost, you'll end up found
So amigos, lay those raises down


I Fought The Law
(Sonny Curtis)
(Steve Earle's version)

Well, I'm breakin' rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Well, I needed money 'cause I had none
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Well, I left my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
She was the best girl I ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Well, I'm robbin' people with a six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Well, I left my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
She was the best girl I ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won


We Gotta Stop Cheatin' Like This
(Elliot Tarabour, Steve Earle)

We both knew this was wrong from the start
But wild horses couldn't keep us apart
Even though I'm breaking her heart
And you're breaking his
I'll meet you in the usual place
I'll take a table in the back, just in case
There's something that we both gotta face
We gotta stop cheatin' like this

Chorus
We gotta stop cheatin' like this
I gotta stop needing your kiss
We both know it's wrong
We just can't go on
We gotta stop cheatin' like this

I could tell you I don't want you no more
But we got something, girl, that won't let us go
We tell ourselves it's love but we know
That's not what it is
I think it's time we said our goodbyes
'Cause I've already told her too many lies
And I don't want to see that look in her eyes
We gotta stop cheatin' like this

chorus


The Last Gunfighter Ballad
(Guy Clark)
(Steve Earle's version)

The old gunfighter on the porch
Stared into the sun
And relived the days of living by the gun
When deadly games of pride were played
And living was mistakes not made
And the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Ah, the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

It's always keep your back to the sun
He can almost feel the weight of the gun
And he's faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
And it's a time for all slow men to die
And his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch
As he empties the gun at the son of a bitch
And he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar
He's back in his chair in front of the bar
And the streets are empty and the blood's all dried
And the dead are dust and the whiskey's inside
So buy him a drink and lend him an ear
'Cause he's nobody's fool and the only one here
Who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Remember the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

He said I stood in that street before it was paved
Learned to shoot or be shot before I could shave
And I did it all for the money and fame
Noble was nothing but feeling no shame
And nothing was sacred but stayin' alive
And all that I learned from a Colt 45
Was to curse the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Curse the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

He's just an old man, now,  that no one believes
That says he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed
And there are ghosts in the street seeking revenge
Calling him out to the lunatic fringe
Now he's out in the traffic checking the sun
And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun
So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke


Walking Down Death Row
(Pete Seeger)
(Steve Earle's version)

Walking down death row
I sang for three men destined for the chair
Walking down death row
I sang of lives and loves in other years
Walking down death row
I sang of hopes that used to be
Through the bars
Into each separate cell
I sang for one and two and three
"If you'd only only stuck together
You'd not be here
If you could've loved each other's lives
You'd not be sitting here
And if only this you could believe
You still might, you might still be reprieved"

Walking down death row
I turned the corner and found to my surprise
There were women there as well
With babies in their arms before my eyes
Walking down death row
I tried once more to sing of hopes that used to be
But the thought of that contraption down the hall
Waiting for whole families
One dozen, two, or three
"If you'd only stuck together
You'd not be here
If you could've loved another's child as well as yours
You'd not be sitting here
And if only this you could believe
You still might, you might still be reprieved"

Walking down death row
I concentrated, singing to the young
I sang of hopes that flickered still
I tried to mouth their many separate tongues
Walking down death row
I sang of life and love that still might be
Singing, singing down death row
To each separate human cell
One billion, two, or three
"If we'd only stick together
We'd not be here
If we could learn to love each other's lives
We'd not be sitting here
And if only this you would believe
We still might, we might still be reprieved"


I'll Keep It With Mine
(Bob Dylan)

You will search, babe
At any cost
But how long, babe
Can you search for what's not lost?
Ev'rybody will help you
Some people are very kind
But if I can save you any time
Come on, give it to me
I'll keep it with mine

I can't help it
If you might think I'm odd
If I say I'm not loving you for what you are
But for what you're not
Everybody will help you
Discover what you set out to find
But if I can save you any time
Come on, give it to me
I'll keep it with mine

The train leaves
At half past ten
But it'll be back tomorrow
Same time again
The conductor, he's weary
He's still stuck on the line
But if I can save you any time
Come on, give it to me
I'll keep it with mine


Flip, Flop and Fly
(Charles Calhoun)

I'm like a Mississippi bullfrog sittin' on a hollow stump
I'm like a Mississippi bullfrog sittin' on a hollow stump
I've got so many women I don't know which way to jump

I said flip flop and fly, I don't care if I die
I said flip flop and fly, I don't care if I die
I won't ever leave...  don't ever say goodbye


Somethin' Else
(Eddie Cochran)

A look a-there
Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
Wantin' to date her
Since I don't know when
But she don't notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys from a-out of my class
But that ain't stoppin' me from thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man
She's somethin' else

A look a-there
'Cross the street
There's a car made just for me
To own that car
Would be a luxury
But right now I can't afford the gas
A brand new convertible is out of my class
But that ain't stoppin' me from thinkin' to myself
That car's fine lookin', man
It's somethin' else

Hey look a-there
Just wait and see
Work hard and save my dough
I'll buy that car
I can roll up and show
Get me that girl and we'll go ridin' around
We'll look real sharp with a black top down
I keep right on a-dreamin' and a-thinkin' to myself
When it all comes true, man
She's somethin' else

Look a-here
What's all this?
Never thought I do this before
But here I am a-knockin' on her door
My car's out front and it's all mine
It's a forty nine job not a fifty nine
I got that girl and I'm a-thinkin' to myself
She's fine lookin', man
She's somethin' else


If I Needed Someone
(George Harrison)

If I needed someone to love
You're the one that I'd be thinking of
If I needed someone

If I had some more time to spend
That I guess I'd be with you, my friend
If I needed someone

Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah, ah, ah

If I had some more time to spend
Then I guess I'd be with you, my friend
If I needed someone

Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah

 

Dallas
(Jimmie Dale Gilmore)

Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?
Well Dallas is a jewel
Oh yeah, Dallas is a beautiful sight
And Dallas is a jungle, but Dallas gives a beautiful light
Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?

Well, Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you're down
But when you are up, she's the kind you want to take around
But Dallas ain't a woman to help you get your feet on the ground
Yes, Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you're down

Well, I came into Dallas with the bright lights on my mind
But I came into Dallas with a dollar and a dime

Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his eye
A steel and concrete soul with a warm hearted love disguise
A rich man who tends to believe in his own lies
Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his eyes


Brand New Companion
(Townes Van Zandt)

I got a brand new companion
Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
I got a brand new companion
Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
You know she cools me with her breathin'
Chases away those howlin' bottles of wine

She fits just like my guitar
Man, she's near as tall as me
She fits just like my guitar
She's near as tall as me
She lives way out the D train
But she's Texas as can be

She got a home-spun disposition
Man, she's just as gentle as you please
She got a home-spun disposition
Man, she's just as gentle as you please
She got arms just like two rattle snakes
Legs just like a billow in the breeze

I got a brand new companion
Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
I got a brand new companion
Man, I'm gonna do my best this time
I want to trace her with my body
I want to track her with my mind


Let's Get Together
(The Youngbloods)

Love is but the song we sing
And fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
Or make the angels cry
Know the dove is on the wing
And you need not know why

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now

Some will come and some will go
We shall surely pass
When the one that left us here
Returns for us at last
We are but a moments sunlight
Fading in the grass

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now

If you hear the song I sing
You must understand
You hold the key to love and fear
All in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both
It's there at your command

C'mon people now
Smile on your brother
Ev'rybody get together
Try and love one another right now
Right now
Right now!


The Note
(Stacey Earle, Mark Stuart, Steve Earle)

If you can't find your way back
Turn around, you left a track
One that leads right up to our back door

Pieces that you left behind
And the day I woke to find
Your note I found there on the floor

Some who will come and go
Those, heaven only knows
Those who can't take it anymore

I sure hope you will understand
Find yourself a better man
That's all it said and nothing more

I cant run and hide
No place for me to go
This is the only life Ill ever know

Don't come around here
Don't knock on my door
Looking for your wife, she don't live here anymore

Things around here wont be the same
I'll remarry, I'll change my name
I'll change the lock upon the door

And the only thing you will find
Among the dust I left behind
Your note I left there on the floor

I don't read it anymore


Cry Night After Night
(Stacey Earle, Mark Stuart, Steve Earle)

I almost hate to go back home
Somebody's died every time I've been gone
I ain't saying I don't want to know
Just that it brings me down so low

I was needing more out of life
I forgot how to be your wife
Everybody's settlin' for settlin' down
Hear the jingle of the chains rattling around

I never really gave much thought
I'm sure its my own fault
I just figured after years gone by
All them tears would have run dry

I go out night after night
And I wonder if I'm treating myself right
And I think about the ones I left behind
When I cry night after night

Here's to the ones who worked all along
Living in fear of being alone
Well I started out early in life
I made mine and I knew I

Could never really go back home
That's the same as being alone
Sure, I could always turn it around
That'd be the same as shooting me down


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