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Bend In The Road
04:27
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2. |
Shut Up And Drink
03:04
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'Shut Up And Drink' (Hurley/Harry)
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It's four a.m. now, and I'm falling on the floor
I just need one more drink, just one more
The lady on my left buys me a glass of gin
She may be Irish Catholic but she's awful fond of sin
Fuck everything, Shut up and drink
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight, I dont want to think
It's six a.m. now, the lady said goodbye
Left me alone with Tommy cause the bottom shelf was dry
He belts Delta Dawn like a trucker from the South
But Alabama boys dont throw Guinness down their mouths
Fuck everything, Shut up and drink
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont want to think
Fuck everything, Shut up and drink
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight, No I fuckin dont, right
Eight a.m. now, just fell out of a cab
Said a quick prayer for Tommy, I guess it's kind of sad
He's a little closer to Heaven, slumped head first on his bar
He may be an alcoholic but he wants to be a star
Fuck everything, Shut up and drink
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont want to think
Fuck everything, Shut up and drink
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
I dont wanna hear your shit tonight
No ! Well maybe ! Yes baby One more !
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Lyrics-Joe Hurley Music- Hurley/Harry
Copyright Joe Hurley Music
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3. |
The Bog
03:16
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4. |
Amsterdam Mistress
06:31
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'Amsterdam Mistress'
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There were pints of Guinness, lots of slow kisses
We were almost in love, but too many near misses
Will the missus walk in, kick down the front door
Her eyes in red silence, yeah I've done this before
Patsy sang 'Crazy', and you sang along
I didn't think my heart could break over one song
Pints of Guinness, lots of slow kisses
We were almost in love, my Amsterdam Mistress
For one perfect moment, I held you by my side
One enchanted evening, oh It felt good, to be alive
I never felt lighter, so wanted and warm
Like a blanket draped across me, a child reborn
Your old wooly cap, the falling of new snow
You laughed as you shivered 'Please never let me go'
The ghost of Dylan Thomas was smiling that night
There were carols by the river and Christmas tree lights
Pints of Guinness, lots of slow kisses
We were almost in love, my Amsterdam Mistress
For one perfect moment, I held you by my side
For one enchanted evening, Christ it felt good, to be alive
Feels like Christmas , with all your slow kisses
I wish you were with me, my Amsterdam Mistress
Feels like Christmas, with all your slow kisses
I wish you were with me, my Amsterdam Mistress
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Lyrics & Music-Joe Hurley
Copyright Joe Hurley Music. Ascap
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Joyriding
04:15
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"JOYRIDING" (Hurley)
"Sally takes her pill
Crawls in the back seat with another strange man
She looks pretty ill, but she's okay
A tired love flows down her face,
oh so gently
In a cold white basin,
with a towel, that's all grime & greasy
Another John Henry and the money's alright
He gave her a cigarette, she gave him a light
But now her mouth is wired up tight
She went joyriding last night
Tony shuts his eyes and drives,
his love lays on the road up ahead
This is much more fun than school
He's taken the road less travelled
and a stranger's car, it's going ninety
The power of speed makes him feel so cool
Another Hail Mary as he kills all the lights
Stealing a car is like flying a kite
But now his body is wrapped up tight
He went down joyriding, joyriding last night
Heaven's lights are near, what are you doing here,
Feel the brightness warm & clear,taste it now my dear
Father said 'Son, it's a family matter, keep it that way
Wash those bloodstains off your clothes"
The keys to his car, keys to her heart
lay in a ditch by the side of the road
She's not coming home tonight
Another John Henry and the money's alright
She gave him a bag, he gave her a fight
and now her body is wrapped up tight
She went joy, joyriding...joyriding last night
I Must be home by ten,Can I call on you again,
I'm not like other men
she goes up, down, all around, up, down, all around
She had a long white robe and I'd put my arms here
and snuggle up just so, her touches soft and slow
she touches and she goes
she goes joy, she goes joy, she goes joyriding "
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McPherson's Lament
03:26
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7. |
I Must Be Dreaming
04:12
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'I MUST BE DREAMING' Lyrics by Joe Hurley
"Patricia said its not what you have got,
It's what you leave behind
But I've got nothing but unpaid bills
and that thought never crossed her mind
She smiles as she strolls
down another All Souls Day she goes
I slipped as I fell through the crack that lets in all the light
At night she dreams of playgrounds, and first kisses,
she holds her pillow tight
When you're young, loves for keeps
her grazed knees and your heart skips beats, it goes
I lost my place, I love your face
I must be dreaming
A soft embrace, a new found grace
I must be dreaming
Behind the shed she said drop dead
you're always falling down
One last dance, she moved to france, she wrote me twice
said I wish you were around
I swore, once before, that I would never feel this way again
I lost my place, I love your face ,
I must be dreaming
A soft embrace, a new found grace
I must be dreaming
I cannot waste this sweetness taste
I must be dreamin
I'm a textbook case, back in the race
I must be dreaming"
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Bad Mistake
03:21
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"I WISH MY WIFE WAS A COUNTRY SINGER" (Hurley)
"I wish my wife was a country singer
Fresh coffee kisses and new smokes every day
She'd inspire me to write the great American novel
and I might...
She'd hide my morphine and take the pain away
I wish my wife was a country singer
Grammys to spare, Gold records on the walls
And after a night of vodka, beer and whiskey, oh yeah
She'd pick me up in a Pick-Up Truck with balls
Country Singer, have no fear, I am here for you
Country Singer, dont shed your tears, I'll always be true
I wish my wife was a country singer
These thoughts of death, they would not enter my head
I'd stop reading Camus, yeah, even the stranger too *
Every night I'd say my prayers beside my bed
Last night, about half past eight this morning
I get a phone call as I'm drininking in some bar
Woman says "Hey Joe, you dont know me..
but I'm a country singer."
Then the line went dead,
that drunken dream didn't go too far
But my wife, she aint a country singer
I'm not even married, yeah, it's true
But if my wife was a country singer
Dear Jenny, she'd look just like you."
*Some pressings of 'NEVER FEAR', vs 3 sees Camus gone. The alt verse reads
"I wish my wife was a country singer
These thoughts of death, they would not enter my head
I'd stop shooting my gun, yeah , even at strangers
Every night I'd say my prayers beside my bed"
Hurley has used both lines in Concert.
The original version, w Camus line, is the mp3 here !.
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'When You Feel Like Crying' (Hurley/Roth)
John throws his books in his satchel
As he bicycles down the footpath to school
Where the joke is in French class, he daydreams of football
Il joue la foule
So when the teacher asks the questions
He never gets it right
He doesn't hear the laughs of his classmates
Only hears the screams of last night
Sunday comes slowly
Yeah but you win 3-1
With the twists and the turns and the sliding tackle burns
You're like Bestie on the run
But you hide in the garden,
Beaneath the weeping willow tree
Wondering where your father is
Will your mother be too drunk for tea
When you feel like crying
When you think you cant go on
Just think of all the goals you will score
When you feel like dying
When you just want to close your eyes
Just picture the crowds, the songs, the roar
You're first awake with the fog in the morning
And the dog lays asleep on your bed
Your sister warns you there's broken glass by the window
Your mother slipped, cut open her head
Well Monday's your birthday
You're eleven years old
You blow out the candles
Wishing secrets would never be told
When you feel like crying
When you think you cant go on
Just think of all the goals you will score
When you feel like dying
When you just want to close your eyes
Just picture the crowds, the songs, the roar
When you feel like dying
When you just want to close your eyes
Remember you're a captain, like Bobby Moore
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Lyrics-Joe Hurley Music- Joe Hurley/Adam Roth
Copyright Joe Hurley Music Ascap.
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13. |
Guide Our Love
05:16
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14. |
Whispering Salvation
03:55
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'Whispering Salvation' Lyrics-Joe Hurley
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The road is dark and littered with all kinds of bad intentions
Trudgin through the mud to find asylum or detention
Body soaked with sheets of rain, I badly need a saviour
Or even just a heart of gold, who might grant me a favour
Angel fell, just for me
She's just where I want to be
I have seen the glory
She's whispering salvation
Takes me to her bungalow, sits me by the fireplace
Tell her that I'm running scared, she runs her hands cross my face
A Botticelli angel, but I'm on good behaviour
A soldier rat-a-tats on the door, he wants to see my papers
In he storms, six foot three
He's not where I want to be
Angel smiles, winks at me
She's whispering salvation
Whispers in my good ear
Tells me what I want to hear
Knows just where the coast is clear
Takes my hand, says Never Fear
Sings me all her songs of old,
Italian sonnets, sweetly told
Her breath kills off the winter's cold
Her beauty breaks a curses's hold
Redeption for a noble heart
Goodnight sweet world, I now must part
An angel has just sung to me,
She's whispering salvation
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Joe Hurley New York, New York
‘Best singer in R&R.’ Village Voice.
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Heralded for the emotional delivery of his vocals , he is “one of NYC's deepest singers, both in his vocal range & in the level of his soulfulness-Mesmerizing"
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