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1 The Long Journey Home (For Ben)

2 Fever On The Bayou 3 Frankie Please 4 God I’m Missing You 5 Famous Last Words Of

A Fool In Love

6 Somebody’s Shadow 7 Grandma Loved That Old Man 8 Jesus Talk To Mama 9 I Wouldn’t Be Me Without You 10 The Flyboy & The Kid (For Guy)

11 Oh What A Beautiful World (For John Denver)

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Audio Production and Mixing - Justin Niebank Music Arranged and Produced by Rodney Crowell and Steuart Smith Famous Last Words Of A Fool in Love - Produced by Dan Knobler and Rodney Crowell Associate Producers - Michael Rhodes and Eddie Bayers Recording Engineers - Justin Niebank, Drew Bollman, Pete Coleman, Dan Knobler and Donivan Cowart Recorded in Nashville, TN at Sound Emporium, Flearoy’s House of No Low End and Treasure Isle Production Assistance - Dawn Nepp, Stacey Haden and Gary Haber Mastering Engineer - Jim Demain at Yes Master The Tarpaper Band Rodney Crowell - lead vocal, acoustic guitar and electric guitar Steuart Smith - lead electric and acoustic guitar, mandolin, bass, organ, harmonica and harmony vocals Michael Rhodes - bass John Hobbs - piano Eddie Bayers - drums and piano Guest performers, in order of appearance: Michael Rojas - piano; Steve Fishell - steel guitar; Deanie Richardson - fiddle; Will Kimbrough - acoustic guitar, accordion & harmony vocals; Dan Knobler - electric guitar; Jerry Roe - drums; Shannon McNally - vocal; Jim Horn - saxophone; Tim Lauer - pump organ and harmonium; Fats Kaplan - mandolin; Jerry Douglas - Dobro; John Cowan, Pat Buchanan, Cory Chisel, Mike Ferris, Perry Coleman, Chely Wright, Tanya Hancheroff, Vicki Hampton, Robert Bailey, Vince Gill and Ronnie McCoury harmony vocals Art direction and design - Paul Moore Photography - David McClister Management - Vector Management - Ken Levitan and Josh Talley Heartfelt thank yous to Justin Niebank and the Tarpaper Band Additional thanks to Sterling Ball, Brian Ball, Joanne Gardner, Heather Bohn and Steve Fishell

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The LONG JOURNEY HOME (Rodney Crowell)

We ran off chasing rainbows ‘Neath The blue Montana sky And we self-proclaimed our freedom with a roar We crossed those raging rivers And we drank the taverns dry And we bowed our heads to legends Gone before Chorus: Are you ready for the long journey home? The flatlands, swamps and bayous in your bones The simple life tastes sweeter now You have no need to roam Are you ready for the long journey home? The wind down off the Yellowstone Blows coal trains off their tracks And the water springs eternal from the fire An eagle flies at sunrise ‘Cross an aspen grove and back And the moonlight brings a blue coyote choir Chorus

(Rodney Crowell / Will Jennings)

Jolie Blon Louisiana Queen Brought up on the bayou Bustin’ at the seams She moves me She says I move her too Once we get it started Ain’t nothing we won’t do Chorus: Baby when she roll me Fever on the bayou When she gets a hold me Mucho me-oh-my-oh Louisiana moon glow Way up in the sky-oh I love to see her come And hate to see her go

I’ve got money I’ve got lots of time She makes me feel so funny When she spends my dime

Creole Belle Dancin’ in the rain I love to hear her laughin’ I love to hear her sing

She’s a hurricane On the Pontchartrain Ever since she hit here Things just ain’t the same

Chorus

“Blood don’t make you family boy And I’ve got news for you Rattlesnakes don’t sing like speckled birds”

Elle est mon cher Ma files d’amant Je ne parlez franglais Je suis son bon vivant Reville au tois Avec l’amour ‘Round the kitchen table On the cabin floor

Chorus

Chorus (x 2)

In dreams of mile-high cotton fields We once ran barefoot through My dead drunk Uncle Fireball growls these words

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FEVER ON THE BAYOU


FRANKIE PLEASE (Rodney Crowell)

You tore through my life like a tornado looking for a trailer park And your white trash mishmash short of cash culture clash hit the mark We met on a Monday, here it is Sunday It happened so fast, they said it wouldn’t last Yeah, but what do they know? Why can’t they say so now? I was rackin’ up points in the dives and the joints on the edge of town Shootin’ pool, playin’ cool, trying get some other fool to buy another round Yeah, you rattle my brain like a runaway train You scattered my past like a dynamite blast You’re some kind of woman Frankie Stand up and take a bow Frankie please don’t ever give me the deep freeze And your p’s and q’s and don’ts and do’s are all the news to light my fuse

GOD I’M MISSING YOU (Rodney Crowell / Mary Karr)

Don’t change nothing Not on a dare Ever since you hit here I’ve been walking on air I didn’t see you coming Frankie Now I can’t let you go You stole into my heart like a thief with the cutting torch, did you not? Your can’t miss, first kiss told me this, don’t resist what you got All out of nowhere, I’m caught in your crosshair Shagged, fragged, bagged, tagged, it’s like I lost every battle But still I won the war Frankie please don’t ever give me the deep freeze In the time we’ve got lets tie the knot and fire the shot that hits the spot Lord have mercy, hallowed be It ain’t a pretty picture but it’s working on me I’m a fool for you Frankie don’t let me let you go You’re one in a million Frankie, that’s all I need you to know

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I heard a siren and you came to mind You were the pretty part of us I’m what’s left behind The equation’s remainder The last standing sign God I’m missing you Your mouth still so soft Your countenance fair Time stretches to shape you Right out of thin air But it can’t hold the image If I blink you’re not there God I’m missing you Chorus: Are you gone forever? Are you gone for good? Or have I gone crazy Wishing you would Come around the next corner Step off of that train Your old black umbrella Face half in the rain God I’m missing you

You’re every curled rosebud Enchanting my eye Each turned up coat collar And your gaze slides by There’s a sanded down moon In a tarpaper sky God I’m missing you The night’s down to nothing The stars have withdrawn The horizon splits open That silvery dawn But the ghost of your breathing Won’t leave me alone God I’m missing you Chorus God I’m missing you (x 3)


FAMOUS LAST WORDS OF A FOOL IN LOVE (Rodney Crowell)

Take my coat Take my hat Take my breath away Just like that Turn the tables on me Hang new labels on me Wind the clock back nice and slow Make me laugh till I weep Make me lonesome for you in my sleep Is this love or lust, bottom tier or upper crust? We’ll find out soon enough you know Younger woman Older man Can we make this work? Ah, you know we can Famous last words of a fool in love I’ve been out of touch so long Been going at it hammer and tong Sure that I could build a wall higher than a man could fall Famous last words of a fool in love This is not about a choice you make It’s not about a chance you take Looking for the next cheap thrill Or the magic in a little blue pill How do you feel with your hopes up high? I might have been a handsome lad Back when I didn’t look so bad And this is what I find amazing, you and I could go out blazing Famous last words of a fool in love Famous last words of a fool in love

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SOMEBODY’S SHADOW

GRANDMA LOVED THAT OLD MAN

(Rodney Crowell / Quinten Collier)

I’ve seen her in the streetlight once All edgy black and white A flash of incandescence Shape shifting in the night I spied her in a clearing Out beyond the switching yard I’ve seen her in a fever dream And the Empress tarot card On every crooked sidewalk I’ve ever stumbled down Where all roads lead to nowhere On the other side of town She’s leaning on a lamppost Or slumped against the wall Sneaking down the alley Behind the billiard hall There in a cafe window, a figure so forlorn Making me the enemy of every oath I’ve sworn Has anybody seen her now? Pray tell me what you hear ‘Cause I just can’t get over How she shed me like a tear Somebody’s shadow Is pulling out the stops Somebody’s shadow Probably oughta call the cops Somebody’s shadow Is sneakin’ up behind

(Rodney Crowell)

Somebody’s shadow’s Made a madhouse of my mind A perfumed apparition Out there fading into black Somebody’s shadow’s Like a neon heart attack She’s lipstick on a Pall Mall butt In an ashtray by the bed Wine glass in the bathroom sink And a porch light flaming red Her eyes are cornsilk vapours And her hair like oil drum fire The hoot owls in the belfry Back-announce her hearts desire Is anybody out there now And can you hear my voice? The moon dance on the rooftop Is the phantom lady’s choice Somebody’s shadow Making me a wreck Somebody’s shadow Like a noose around my neck Somebody’s shadow Making me a slave Somebody’s shadow Is digging me a grave The paradise called yesterday Is what I miss the most ‘Cause somebody’s shadow Still haunts me like a ghost

My grandfather wore big suspenders A grey fedora hat, a shine on his shoes Tobacco stains on his chin, gin on his breath And starch in his shirt He always had change in his pockets A watch in his vest, tie tacked to his chest He was crap-shootin’ crazy A hungover, lazy, wrestling match fan I’ll never forget how my grandma loved that old man He was a night watchman down on Canal Street A salty old bird, a man of few words He was Friday night vain, he walked with a cane Smoked Prince Albert in a can I’ll never forget how my grandma loved that old man She was strong in her spirit, strong in her heart Loved that old man right from the start Sometimes I did wonder how much she could take She was pushed to the limit but she never did break Her life followed one simple plan, grandma loved that old man His tree trunks were whitewashed, sidewalks were clean Beer joints were crawling with Merchant Marines He went to his grave with a barber shop shave and his dice in his hand I’ll never forget how much grandma loved that old man


May you wake up smelling roses When you’re facedown in the dirt If you had the sense to come in When the storm clouds start to grow You wouldn’t be my right hand And the best friend that I know

I WOULDN’T BE ME WITHOUT YOU JESUS TALK TO MAMA (Rodney Crowell)

Jesus talk to mama Tell her I’m alright Tell her that I’m on the mend Tell her I’ve been born again Tell her that the future’s looking bright Do this, won’t you Jesus? For I never meant to stray Jesus talk to mama Tell her that we’ll meet again someday Jesus if you hear me Take a message to my ma Tell her that I’m in your hands Tell her I’m a different man Tonight I beat the devil to the draw All I’m really asking is to tell her I found you Jesus talk to mama Tell her that my wandering days are through Jesus talk to mama Tell her I’m doing good Tell her how I kicked the blues Tell her how it’s all good news I’m livin’ like she always wished I would Tell her, won’t you Jesus, that the wonders never cease Jesus talk to mama, tell her so her soul can rest in peace

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(Rodney Crowell)

Sometimes I think about leaving And if I had someplace to go I might even crank up the engine And roll down a street just for show Nobody said it was easy But that doesn’t mean it ain’t right I don’t want nobody else with me When it comes time to call it a night So far I’ve kept every promise and this I’ll continue to do I’ll love you like nobody’s business I wouldn’t be me without you I don’t need the rain to remind me how good it feels to come clean The worst of the past put behind me are spoken words I didn’t mean If I have to tell you I’m sorry for something I shouldn’t have done It won’t be for some other woman who smiles like she thinks I’m someone So far I’ve kept every promise and this I’ll continue to do I’ll love you come hell or high water I wouldn’t be me without you Oh, I wouldn’t be me without you

THE FLYBOY & THE KID (Rodney Crowell)

May the wind be at your back And the world sit at your feet May you waltz across Wyoming With a rose clutched in your teeth May the answers to your questions Fall like raindrops right on queue May you set up shop in heaven ‘Fore the devil knows you’re due Ooh, here’s to love Here’s to life All the fair and tender ladies And the plain dirt farmer’s wife Yeah, here’s to you Here’s to me Some ol’ mad dog mountain flyboy And the kid from Tennessee May your nights be filled with laughter And your days with honest work

Ooh, here’s to life, Here’s to love When your heart beats like a lion And your shoes fit like a glove Yeah, here’s to you Here’s to me Some ol’ mad dog mountain flyboy And the kid from Tennessee May you always stay in touch with the things That keep you young When you’re staring at injustice May you never bite your tongue May the bear tracks in your future Find you downwind in a glade Where the grass as green as absinthe Comes in forty different shades Ooh, here’s to love Here’s to life All the fair and tender ladies And the old fishmonger’s wife Yeah, here’s to you Here’s to me Some ol’ mad dog mountain flyboy and the kid from Tennessee Yeah, set ‘em up, drinks for free It’s the mad dog mountain flyboy And the kid from Tennessee


OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WORLD (Rodney Crowell)

It’s the time and the place Every line on your face It’s the truth and the lie It’s to live and to die Oh what a beautiful world It’s a girl and a boy And the first taste of joy It’s an old photograph of two hearts torn in half Oh what a beautiful world We build our hopes up high, perchance to someday fly Across a clear blue sky to someplace new It’s a walk in the park or a shot in the dark It’s a thief in the night or the first ray of light Oh what a beautiful world We live our legends down, wake up in lost and found Become that highway sound and roll on through It’s the rise and the fall of the clocks on the wall It’s the first and the last of your days flying past Oh what a beautiful world

All songs written by Rodney Crowell and published by BMG Gold Songs / Saddle Springs Songshop / We Jam Writers Group (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission. except Fever On The Bayou (Rodney Crowell / Will Jennings)

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God I’m Missing You (Rodney Crowell / Mary Karr)

BMG Gold Songs / Saddle Springs Songshop / We Jam Writers Group / Mary Karr Music (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

Somebody’s Shadow (Rodney Crowell / Quinten Collier)

BMG Gold Songs / Saddle Springs Songshop / We Jam Writers Group (ASCAP), all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

Grandma Loved That Old Man (Rodney Crowell)

Sony/ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), all rights administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

The Flyboy & The Kid (Rodney Crowell)

BMG Gold Songs / We Jam Writers Group, all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC / Sony/ATV Milene Music (ASCAP). All rights on behalf of Sony/ATV Milene Music controlled and administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

Oh What A Beautiful World (Rodney Crowell)

BMG Gold Songs / We Jam Writers Group, all rights administered by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC / Sony/ATV Milene Music (ASCAP). All rights on behalf of Sony/ATV Milene Music controlled and administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

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