1. INDIANA ROSE

I rolled down the window for some air
Stuck my elbow out the car
When I heard the music playin'
From a jukebox, honky-tonkin' bar
I went and shuffled through the tunes
For the one thing that I knew, that song of ours
When lovin' you was hard, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road

We used to sit out on the porch
With all that sweet corn shinin' in the breeze
Like the way you used to dance
With all them children wrapped around your knees
Though, now I find myself
Waitin' on somethin' else to comfort me
The way it used to be, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road

Because that old song was all we left behind
Those regrets, I feel 'em all the time
The love we once had, it's hard to find
Now it's hard to know

Goin' through the motions ain't enough
If no one's playin' fair
When all you wanted was
Someone to come home with somethin' to share
Because everybody knows, with a promise
There's a reason to care
And I was never there, my Indiana rose
So play it one more time, one more for the road

Because that old song was all we left behind
Those regrets, I feel 'em all the time
The love we once had, it's hard to find
Now it's hard to know, my Indiana rose
My Indiana rose

 

2. BITTER SIDE OF BLUE

I'm hopin' for a little rainfall
To come and brighten up the land
I'm hopin' for my friend to call
Just to wonder where I am
Yeah, I know I got lots of holes to fill
And lots of luck to find, so much to lose
On my bitter side of blue 
My bitter side of blue

I didn't mean to drag you down
To a place where it's hard to care
I didn't mean to make you cry
And leave you livid on the stairs
But I thank you now for coming back
Even though you know it's hard to lack the view
Of my bitter side of blue
My bitter side of blue

Yeah, I get tired of wakin' up late
In a lonely place, with my big mistakes
If these old walls could talk, they'd probably scream
Yeah, I get tired of mopin' around
Like a big ole clown, 'cause I let you down
I think the bathroom mirror just laughed at me
And my bitter side of blue
That keeps on shinin' through

Yeah, the trouble with work is that we're always there
Oh, what a clever dream
The eat and run traffic jam
Begins again next week
Well, I'll try my best to beat the line
Only wish I had more time to spend with you
And my bitter side of blue
My bitter side of blue

 

3. HANDS LIKE GLOVES

Connie says she's alright
He didn't mean to knock her down
As her eyes turn slowly
Toward the memory still lyin' on the ground
Connie's one bad actress
As she plays her part
Who always wants to leave him
But never seems to start

Hours past sundown
His headlights hit the walls
Connie's in the bedroom
With her pills and alcohol
It's hard to keep your hopes up
When he's bustin' down the door
With his hands like gloves
That won't feel you anymore

Mama better run tonight
Drop the broom, quit sweepin' up your broken dreams
All the things she does for love these days
Like puttin' up with his hands that way

They found her in the kitchen
Cleanin' up the mess
Another sleepless morning
For the lady with the bloody head
There's a shadow in the hallway
Who never says a word
He don't want to get to know them
The kids are of no concern

 

4. NOTCHES ON A FRAME

I sat down with the man
And sure enough, the show began
He warned me ’bout kickin' that can down the road
He said, "Son, before you know
You're young one day, the next you're old
You won't believe how quick it goes
I'd say, it came and went"
It came and went, oh, how it came and went
 
He pointed out an old doorframe
All notched up where they used to wait
In line just to hear him say, "Look how you've grown"
He'd dust ’em off every time they'd fall
Wipe their noses when they were small
They grew up right down the hall
And then they came and went
They came and went, oh, how they came and went

We took a walk across the lawn
Shared a tale or two ’bout love
Until all the grass was gone, and the tree line grew
Slowin' down to catch a breath
He reached out and pinched my neck
Said, "Soon enough, you'll be lookin’ back
On how it came and went" 
It came and went, oh, how it came and went

 

5. QUITE A FEELIN'

Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
Where feelin' alone's just a point of view
I can't help myself, but wonder
If you're back at home feelin' it too
'Cause back at home, it's you and I
Where pillows talk and sometimes cry
Like whispers in my ears, I can't help but hear
That make me turn around and think of two
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin's still missin' you
Missin’ you

Am I a fool? It's hard to say
Livin' like a coin up in the air
I hate to love you that way
Clearly felt, but hardly there
'Cause when I'm there, it's on the phone
"Hello, how are you? Gotta go"
I'm always on the move, or leavin' soon
I'm a dreamer in a car
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin's right where you are
Right where you are

These endless nights of heavy drinkin'
Though they ain't enough, they've held me close
Like a worn-out joke that keeps on rollin'
To try and make you laugh when the nights are cold
’Cause when the nights are cold, I think of you
When one more round will get you through
Well, I admit I'm havin' fun, bein' on the run
Pickin' out postcards for a change
Bein' on the road's quite a feelin'
But the feelin' just ain't the same
Ain't the same

 

6. WHISTLE SHOW

I miss the view, that country air
And the way it felt, just being near
Those old familiar sights
With that dusty road charm
And all the folks who seem
To be wonderin' where you are

So come on down to Central Ave.
Exit two sixty-four
'Cause we're gonna have ourselves a time
At that Union train whistle show

The old town drunk is still going strong
Everybody knows that he's still around
Walkin' up and down the street
Tossin' luck into his drink
With barstools in his eyes
He's always got a seat

Sweet summer sweat, kissin' in the park
Well, hop off that ride, ’cause the show's about to start
That ole rodeo parade 
With all them carnies you recall
Who charge an arm and leg
For that game you'll never win

 

7. THEN AND THERE

We used to lay out on the lawn
With the fireflies, around the apple tree
Beneath the moon, when love was new
When the life you lived was day to day 

And that old river sure was cold
If my memory serves me well
So I'll try my best to let you know
How good it was back then and there
When I head home

We used to run around that town
With neon shoestrings and fluffy hair 
Cuttin' through the old man's backyard
With big dumb smiles to hide our fear

Yeah, I remember my first kiss
And the face she made when I almost missed
As I pulled away she was in denial
Laughter in the distance, all her friends were there

 

8. ROOSTER STILL CROWS

A man washes up, takes out the trash
Says hello to the neighbor next door
Their morning began with a couple of laughs
They had shared just a few days before
He's learned how to cope with a goodbye note
His son left for him to read
Who went and finished the fight with a demon inside
And had to clock out at age twenty-three

Well, that was a long time ago
And Mr. Murphy's rooster still crows
Down on the farm

Charlie once lived down by the bridge
He could blend in with the concrete floor
Both tired and through, he battled for years
With a chest pain he couldn't afford
And before there were stars, he'd head to the bars
Where all the regulars knew his name
But nobody cried when they heard that he died
All alone, out in the rain

Murphy was a gentle soul
He could manage the land with his wit
The love of his life stood four feet tall
And in many ways was stronger than him
They used to drive into town for just a couple of rounds
Of bingo at the old Elks Club
But when he passed away, she started to fade
Thought she might as well just give up

Well, that was a long time ago
And Mr. Murphy's rooster still crows
Down on the farm, down on the farm
Where Mr. Murphy's rooster still crows

 

9. PULL US BACK OR WIND US UP

Kickin' up the fire on a worn-out night
With all my buddies and a jug of wine
Playin' musical chairs with the plume of smoke 
That couldn't make up its mind
There's a bearded man to my left
Who sure knows how to laugh
And if you show up late and can't find a seat 
You can lay down on the grass

Pull us back or wind us up, set us on the ground
And watch us roll, when you let us go
We won't let you down

We know a woman who’s strong as an oak
She's kinda like a second mother
But had to move away to an East Coast city
For a long look around
Though she ain't here with her tears and beers
They are still with me now
She could drink with you till the sun popped up 
Then throw you one more round

Mikey started talkin' in a funny tongue
He was hard to understand
Tommy was livin' up in outer space
Until a walnut hit his head
I focused on the fire, which grew to be
About the size of my cigarette 
Then I took one look around at all the friends
I had

 

10. LEND ME A MOMENT

Could you stay here until the bright moon rolls around
Until blue shadows and lost memories scrape the ground
Lend me a moment, a little time, to slow it all down
So I can travel with you now

Those old graveyards, you know, they're always plain to see
While the truth makes it hard to disagree
Lend me a moment, a little time, just to be
So I can travel with you now

My distractions, they'd like to keep me far from my home
Where old heartache and sweet whiskey stop to say hello
Lend me a moment, a little time, to let it all go
So I can travel with you now

 

All Songs Written By : © Barna Howard (ASCAP) 2015

 

1. HORIZONS FADE

Horizons fade in a rear view mirror,
To let me know that I have gone.
I feel it now, up in my chest,
For the people I have known for so long.
Well, sometimes I go home, just to see them,
We pour a strong one, then we’re right back again.
Well, it’s good to know they’re there,
To tell me how it’s been.

In the hills of ole Missouri,
A woman’s life is looking dim.
While grandma watches “Wheel of Fortune,”
Because she knows that her’s is already well spent.
Well, even though she’s gone, I can hear her laugh,
Yeah, it won’t be long, till I hear it coming back.
Well, I know that she’d be pleased,
To know that it will last.

I once had someone on my mind,
Until I carved her name into a tree.
Because who could find a pretty knife,
Sharp enough for what we’d need?
Well, things will look a lot better, when they ain’t looking down,
So take a deep breath, watch the people walking around.
Well, I hope it won’t be long,
Till she pulls me to the ground.

Out on the road, heading toward the city,
I open up my eyes wide now,
Because I know it ain’t make believe,
But children always seem so proud.
With one step to make, and one shoe to shine,
If I find a friend, I’ll probably be fine.
Well, I think I just got caught,
In another nine to five.

 

2. I’LL LET YOU PICK A WINDOW

Up on the hill, there’s a tiny house, with a big old rocking swing,
Where two love birds, perched upon it,
Are kissing because they know it’s free,
While down below, the children run, faster everyday,
With grass and gravel on both their knees,
They grow with every bone they break.

Well, how’s about moving,
To the sunny side of the country?
I’ll let you pick a window.

Paint yourself a mountain tall, but leave behind the rain,
And if the color brings a smile, 
I’ll assume that you’re doing okay,
Or find yourself a swimming hole, find yourself a brand new stone,
Toss it with the arm that your daddy gave you,
When you’re tired you can go back home.

Well, how’s about moving,
To the sunny side of the country?
I’ll let you pick a window.

Where the valley lays low,
And the sky is high, we can get down.
Where the river flows,
Beneath the pine, we can get down.
It’s worth a try, you and I.

Well, how’s about moving,
To the sunny side of the country?
I’ll let you pick a window.

 

3. TINKER CREEK

I’ve left behind many things, but never my only friend.
I fear I’ve failed the land I love, I’m afraid I’ve lost the fence.
I could scream until the cows come home, but they’re all sick in bed.
Instead I’ll say, “No my love, we can start again.”

If I dream tonight, I hope to find you there.
I’ll tiptoe above the big ole crowd, and look for curly hair.
I’ll duck below their neckties, to find me two feet bare,
As the artist paints another world beyond compare,

Down on Tinker Creek.

So come on back to the country, and soon forget it all,
Where cobwebs catch nightmares, and your children learn to fall.
Right before the sun dies, just sit them up real tall,
Like flowers in the garden, when winter starts to crawl,

Down on Tinker Creek.

Well, if you wake before I die, you can find me on the street,
Heading far from the city, to find out what I need.
I hear that there’s a land above, I guess we’ll have to see.
I’ll share it there with you dear, but first we’ll have to meet,

Down on Tinker Creek.

 

4. I DON’T FALL MUCH, ANYMORE

It was hard to take, what she had to say,
“I fear our love has lost its way.”
Said the girl I couldn’t help but fall for.
Well, I don’t fall much, anymore.

Sometimes she’d wait, until the bed was made,
Then kindly ask if she could stay,
To tangle amongst the thorns,
But she don’t ask much, anymore.

And I don’t fall much, anymore,
But one day I hope that all can change,
One day I hope to fall ... again.

When I’d get home, she’d be on the phone,
She never could stand feeling alone.
She’d hang up quick and pin me to the door,
But we don’t roughhouse, anymore.

Young was the age, and youth was the place,
Still looking forward to yesterday.
We were blind, till we reached the shore,
So we don’t walk that way, anymore.

And I don’t fall much, anymore,
But one day I hope that all can change,
One day I hope to find love ... again.

Yeah, it was hard to take, what she had to say,
“I fear our love has lost its way.”
Said the girl I couldn’t help but fall for.
Well, I don’t fall much, anymore.

 

5. SONG FOR JOE

When he goes walking, on down the road,
His head is high up in the clouds.
He ain’t much for talking, or so I’m told,
The friend of mine who can’t be found.

But when we turned around, well, there he was,
To our surprise, coming back for us.

Yeah, he don’t laugh now, and he don’t cry,
Well, I wish he’d stop and wonder why,
He’s all hooked up, on a precious thing,
Between a needle point and a rubber string.

But when we turned around, well, there he was,
To our surprise, coming back for us.

The last time we spoke, it had been a year,
He’d lost his mind, so we gave him tears,
Though, we tried our best to do what we could,
For the friend we thought was gone for good.

But when we turned around, well, there he was,
To our surprise, coming back for us.

 

6. PROMISE, I WON’T LAUGH

Tell me what you’re thinking, I promise, I won’t laugh,
There ain’t no laughter here, anymore.
Can’t you tell I’m lost, by the way I reappear,
Wishing on the words you’d said before.

While time went by, things got good,
Even though we’d changed our plans.
I’d thank you now, if I could,
For tossing me to the wind.
Ain’t it funny what you can find,
Between the lines of a goodbye kiss.

Well, if I go to see you, in a New York catacomb, 
I’m sure I’d probably feel the same.
But don’t say you’re sorry, even though you’ve heard me try,
There ain’t no sense in forgiving pain.

While time went by, things got good,
Even though we’d changed our plans.
I’d thank you now, if I could,
For tossing me to the wind.
Ain’t it funny what you can find,
Between the lines of a goodbye kiss.

So tell me what you’re thinking,
I promise, I won’t laugh.

 

7. IT HURTS TO KNOW

I grew up fast in a small town,
Where people go to die.
Where your papa will lend you a dollar,
If you swear to never tell a lie.
So you say, “Okay,” you wise up quick,
Then down the road you fly.
Oh, how it hurts to know,
That you made your mama cry ... again.

You fall in love, or so you think,
When you’re growing young.
Once you’re there, you bite your lip,
Soon you’re kissing on.
Then something changes, could be the weather,
But now you bite your tongue.
Oh, how it hurts to know,
That this time you got it wrong ... again.

You find a job, you’re making dough,
It’s easy as pie.
You later find it’s such a drag,
It’s a piece you wish you hadn’t tried.
But you have to stay, there are bills to pay,
So put me back in line.
Oh, how it hurts to know,
That you’re back there chasing your pride ... again.

“When you come home, please be quiet,
It’s been a long, hard week.”
“Drink your coffee, but do not sip,
People are trying to sleep.”
Well, the nights are always so damn quiet,
How can you feel at ease?
Oh, how it hurts to know,
That my baby’s getting tired of me ... again.

 

8. PAT’S HOUSE

Every time we’d go to Pat’s house,
I’d come back home with a bump on my head,
From that old screen door, that used to swing back so fast,
Just to hit me in the face, and knock me down … like before.

Well, that house was old, but so was she.
Twenty watt bulbs … what a sight to see.
And when she died, she left trunks of memories,
Because she saved every damn thing,
From everyone she loved.

Well, always do what you’re told.
Put your socks back on, or you’ll catch cold.
We use to play all day, in a closet full of clothes,
Just to come back out with mothballs up our nose.

Well, that house was old, but so was she.
You’d ask for two, but she’d hand you three.
And when she died, she left trunks of memories,
Because she saved every damn thing,
From everyone she loved.

But, every time we’d go to Pat’s house,
I’d come back home with a bump on my head,
From that old screen door, that used to swing back so fast,
Just to hit me in the face, and knock me down … once more.

 

9. TURNS AROUND THE BOTTLE

One by one we jumped the wire,
With a lending hand to inspire,
Both the artist and the writer,
As timber fed the fire.

But gently now, as the night falls,
We take our turns around the bottle.
I can tell, by the way you smile,
That we’ve got a good thing going on.

Spread out along the open shore,
The water was quiet as a mirror,
Just soft enough, so we could hear,
Reflections from long before.

But gently now, as the night falls,
We take our turns around the bottle.
I can tell, by the way you smile,
That we’ve got a good thing going on.

There were many dark and lonely days,
Till you all came running by,
To pry the tear from my face,
That hadn’t felt the fresh air in a while.

But gently now, as the night falls,
We take our turns around the bottle.
I can tell, by the way you smile,
That we’ve got a good thing going on.

 

10. TIMBER, NAILS AND TEARS

How could I forget your mother’s face,
And the time it took to settle down,
As she stood there in disbelief,
While off to war, I was bound.
I’ll send you kisses across the water,
For I’d go mad if love weren’t true.
It’s hard to find someone to talk to,
Because over here, that’s what the weapons do.

I won’t send you timber, nails and tears,
Because, honey …
That kind of thing ain’t for you.

I hope you’re still running around the yard,
Picking red roses in the sun.
I know for you it’s so damn hard,
To catch the breath you’d never thought would run.
But springtime, I know, is on the move.
Oh, how I miss that old cherry tree.
Tell me all the white blossoms have bloomed,
Because over here, that’s one thing you never see.

I won’t send you timber, nails and tears,
Because, honey ...
That kind of thing ain’t what you need.

 

All Songs Written By : © Barna Howard (ASCAP) 2012