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1.
I can see the mermaids Dancing on the waves of that lake This Ohio sun plays tricks In this hot summer haze I'm sweating on these vinyl seats Of this broken down old Ford And I'm thinking of a girl I used to know On Half Moon Road Half Moon Road She lived down at her Mama's house Just past the Dairy Queen She had no time to fall in love She was making plans to leave She said, Boy, if it's gonna be anyone It may as well be you But be ready for some heartbreak when you go Down Half Moon Road Half Moon Road She had plans and dreams And midnight schemes But none that had my name Driving fast I thought it would last But she got tired of playing the game And we Never talked about it No she Never told me where she might go No we Never talked about it And the dust flew from my tires as I drove Down Half Moon Road Half Moon Road I can hear the mermaids Singing songs to my soul Laughing at the fool I am They whisper just let it go I hang a left at that Dairy Queen Heading back to New York And I'll leave behind that girl I used to know On Half-Moon Road
2.
I had a beautiful lover Who I cherished above all things I'd lavish her with finery I bought her angel's wings But my appetite was insatiable For women ad for wine And I broke that little girl's heart One too many times So cast me down on the rivers Cast me down on the seas I'll drift upon these waters eternally I can see her on the shoreline But I cannot reach her hand Now all I want is to be with her Sweet Jesus In the Promised Land Now I watched her wilt and fade Like an untended rose If you're careless in your garden man You'll reap what you sow I found her on the bathroom floor Bottle of pills bottle of rum I went out of my mind Cause I knew what I had done And my soul is dark and heavy As I drown in my sin The whiskey is my saving grace As the waves crash on in I'm pulled to the deep I struggle for a breath But I don't ask for forgiveness Just the sweet, sweet quiet of death The sweet, sweet quiet of death So I buried my truth In a pine box six foot deep At her breast I put the Bible And roses at her feet Now I wish I could lay with her Until the end of time In that cool sweet earth with that beautiful Beautiful lover of mine So cast me down on the rivers Cast me down on the seas I'll drift upon these waters eternally I can see her on the shoreline But I cannot reach her hand Now all I want is to be with her Sweet Jesus In the Promised Land May God have mercy on my soul
3.
Lonely Day 02:42
She sat me down In her kitchen chair She said I'll make some eggs for you Then she handed me a lonely day I took a bite And swallowed hard But what was I to do? When she handed me another lonely day Go to bed rich but wake up poor Find yourself knockin on your own front door I thought I could see But I guess I was blind Now I'm tripping on my tears 'cause all I do is cry She set me up To fall right down Now I'm on my hands and knees She handed me another lonely day There's no need To ask her why There's no need to beg and plead She handed me another lonely day
4.
She 03:51
Standing here sweating the blues Putting on a deadman's suit Fingering a wedding band Like a phantom limb on my left hand She is gasoline She is the holy flame She Has burned me to the ground I've got nothing left to give She's sucked the marrow from my bones She's reached in to take another rib And she'll never be satisfied 'til she has everything Everything and my soul Trying hard to add it up Looking for a little lady-luck Money's gone I've signed the line Nothing left to do but cry-cry-cry She is gasoline She is the holy flame She Has burned me to the ground
5.
She's not in love anymore She doesn't see those New York lights Quite like she used to Now she runs with the lions Out in L.A. She got a house on Mulholland Living with some movie-boy They spend their days by the pool She seduced by the scene And she ain't been the same Since she left New York City Says it takes too long To get anywhere in this town But the sunsets are nice It only snows in the mountains And New York's lifetime away Out of sight out of mind She takes her weekends in Vegas Losing money at Mahjong She sips Martini's real slow Looking hip In her orange Silhouettes She gets calls on her cell phone Peeking down at the numbers She decides not to pick it up She wants to float in between And she thinks a lot About New York City Everything she had And what she left behind And she calls his name out loud Looking for his face in the crowd But she knows she'll never g back So pull the curtain and fade to black And she shoves it all in her secret little drawer way back past her cute little high school things Out of sight out of mind She won't write songs anymore She can't find the rhythms That flow from her heart to her soul That connections all burned out She lives the Hollywood dream Getting paid for being beautiful And knowing all the right names But she's still just a Jersey Girl And she remember that time Back in New York City The place that they shared on Leonard Street And she calls his name out loud Looking for his face in the crowd But she knows she'll never go back So pull the curtain and fade to black And she folds it up and puts it in a book she'll never read again Out of sight out of mind She's not in love anymore
6.
She was a wino's incarnation of the Virgin Mary Standin out on Ninth Avenue She'd lick her lips and say c'mon baby I got something sweet and juicy for you The boys she meets are a dime a dozen Like a rusty nail caught in her brain But she'll do the dance 'cause she wants their money Even though it's gonna drive her insane And it's one more night out on the streets Mother never told her there'd be day like these One more trick to turn tonight Staring at the ceiling of a hotel room When he turns to her and says something stupid like Baby-baby-baby, I love you The brothers in the kitchen call her sweet begonia Like a flower growing out of the weeds But she knows her place as she paints her face And she know what nobody sees And it's one more day she has to live Going through the motions like a working girl One more day she can deny Staring at her life as she smokes a cigarette Trying to find the strength yeah the strength to help her With the things she want to forget But she won't find Piece of mind Standing on the streets at night She wants the drug That'll pull the plug And make her life feel right And it's one more dream she'll just let go Wakin up screaming and starin at the walls One more lie to tell herself Laughing at the people she sees on TV Then standing out on the Avenue to her own little piece Of reality Fly away now sweet Begonia Down the Hudson on the breeze Do some coke and a little smoke And let them do as they please And it's one more night out on the streets Mother never told her there'd be day like these One more trick to turn tonight Staring at the ceiling of a hotel room When he turns to her and says something stupid like Baby-baby-baby, I love you
7.
Drivin' In 02:51
My baby's drivin' in She's gonna take me out She wanna do this town She wanna scream and shout She gonna get what she needs Come hell or high water It's the same to me My baby's drivin' in she gonna take me out She got a Coup DeVille She got Jesus Christ Well he's sittin' on her dashboard Head bobbin' left to right She drivin' ninety miles per hour On the Garden State Lipstick on her cigarette I can't wait My baby's drivin' in She gonna take me out Well she works all week Says her boss-man is drivin her crazy She got her heels in the back For when Fridays roll around She been thinking of things She gonna do to make me Feel alright She pulls up to the curb and says C'mon baby we're goin out tonight She loves my sinister grin She loves my sharp toed boots She loves me 'cause I hate to drive She loves my two-toned suits She's got Nick Cave on the radio Singin down and dark where we gonna go My baby's drivin in she gonna take me out She gonna take me out We're goin out tonight - yeah
8.
I can't wait for love I can't wait for happiness I can't wait for time to heal a broken heart I can't wait for words I can't wait for moonlight I can't wait for tomorrow to bring another day And I can't wait for promises No I can't wait for clouds to pass And I can't wait forever But I will wait for you Letters in the sand Written by an empty hand And the tide will come to wash it all away Memories we keep Like a river running deep And I see you there Waiting on the other side I can't wait for prayers I can't wait for simple dreams I can't wait for faith to light this empty room I can't wait for tears I can't wait for sympathy I can't wait for a soft voice to say the things I want to hear And I can't wait for promises No I can't wait for clouds to pass And I can't wait forever But I will wait for you
9.
Hold on to Her Heart (free) 03:12
Every time you see her It reminds Why you fell in love so blind When you see her walkin With that dress on You know you almost lose your Mind over matter does it matter? Brother listen to me Don't take for granted What you have here 'cause love ain't that easy So you better hold on To her heart Now and then it hits you You remember What you did the night before With your arms around her You were dancing She was asking you for More than the usual regard in regards To this moment And as she whispered in your ear That this is love you realized That you had better Hold on to her heart And every time you hold her tight It feels just like a dream And every time you kiss her right You taste the secrets that she keeps So you better think twice brother Before you take another lover You don't want to throw this away Sit down and think about it Hold tight and listen to what I say You had better Hold on to her heart Every time you see her It reminds Why you fell in love so blind When you see her walkin With that dress on You know you almost lose your Mind over matter does it matter? Brother listen to me Don't take for granted What you have here 'cause love ain't that easy So you better hold on To her heart
10.
I Think 05:21
Been thinking about going home Been thinking about the time I've spent alone And far away from everything Been thinking about the past Been trying to hold on to The little things that last And stay when you're all broken down But then I think about you And how you lift me up Into the light of your eyes That see me true And then I think about your love Washing over me Coming down-down Like a fine summer rain Been trying to sing my songs Been trying to write the words But everything goes wrong And I'm stranded on the page Been trying to play the game Been trying to follow all the rules But it's never the same As it is inside your head But then I think about you And how you hold me up As I keep pulling it all down To where I can breathe And then I think about your love Washing over me Coming down-down Like a fine summer rain I walk out into the cool of night Wet streets shining In the city's light And I look Down a road of no forgiveness In the Dark Where all those wasted spirits Wait to haunt my soul With their dreams so cold I feel so tired and my bones so old And I think That maybe there's an answer And I think Were there ever any questions And I think... But then I think about you And how you lift me up Into the light of your eyes That see me true And then I think about your love Washing over me Coming down-down Like a fine summer rain
11.
She was born east of Cleveland Over by the steel mills Where ash from the furnace Settled on her window sills They sent her to a Catholic school Where she learned the Rosary In this old Steel town On the shores of lake Erie She married him at sixteen With a baby on the way She thought that she loved him But who was she to say He promised that he'd take her Down south where the water's warm But it's been forty-odd years She's still here where she was born So count your blessings add 'em up Write 'em down now every day You'll see that what you have is Worth the price you pay But it's a pretty penny that you spend When you live life day to day And you're waiting for the next page to turn Cursing at the world For all that's been done In this old Steel Mill Town And the flames from the mills Burn just like a midnight sun This city's on fire Her children are all gone And her husband's buried too She sits there thinking about the past Wishin that her life was through Well the gray snows of December Cover up her small front yard She's seen so many winters here That she pays them no regard She sees no sense in moving now This is where her roots run down Through the iron and the slag Of this Old Steel Mill Town So count your blessings add 'em up Write 'em down now every day You'll see that what you have is Worth the price you pay But it's a pretty penny that you spend When you live life day to day And you're waiting for the next page to turn Cursing at the world For all that's been done In this old Steel Mill Town

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Hard/edgy country swamp-rock with sweet flavoring from dobro, fiddle and some softer acoustic guitars. Sit back and listen to this song cycle that paints aural portraits of women.

I’ve been writing songs about her for a long time: She - this girl, this woman, this female concept that has infected my being. She is no one person, yet with in all women there are shards of each personality these songs speak about. The Mother, the Lover, the Whore, the girl you stepped on and the girl who ran over your heart with a U-Haul truck. The crazy ex and the one you’re with right now that you promise to hold on to with a frenzied grip. This is a song cycle that begins with a no and ends with a yes. A cycle that goes through stories of rejection and damnation to stories about the reasons for holding on to that thing that is killing you softly. Love. She. ~ Darryl Gregory

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released August 1, 2007

The Talent:
Rani Arbo - fiddle
Wendy Berry - side vocals
Sasha Bogdanowtisch - side vocals
Katy Kjellgren - spoken voice
Debbie Maloney - flute
Justin Hines - drums/conga
Darryl Gregory - guitars, basses, vocals, odds-n-ends

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Take a little Mellencamp, throw in some Cash, stir with a dash of Hiatt and flavor with Springsteen & Earle. Sounds Like Darryl Gregory. Heat-n-Eat! mmm good.

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