Writing songs is an adventure. This song started out with the idea of a hard beat to dance to. Instead I wrote a song that kind of reflects  a geriatric Angie Baby. Anyway I hope you like it. 
Lyrics;
A dilemma caused Claire's heart to stall
Between two men she can't decide
Inside her mind is a big dance hall
With Tom and John waiting inside

Looking left and looking right
Cinderella at the ball
Gonna dance away the night
And end the chase once and for all

Tom is like a real live wire
Focused on the finish line
On the corporate ladder climbing higher
A rising star that's sure to shine

John's big heart is pure as gold
Full of hope and full of dreams
A hand just right for her to hold
And as down to earth as any man's ever been

Who's she gonna dance with?
Who's she gonna dance with?

Tom is thinking like a winner
John is thinking of a plan
Tom can buy expensive dinners
John is still a hungry man

Tom's a king who rules his world
No time for the pleasantries
John just wants a hometown girl
Saying things like thanks and please

Who's she gonna dance with ?
Who's she gonna dance with ?

She doesn't want to get it wrong
When the music ends
She'll choose the one she thinks belongs
And know the name of her boyfriend

She's putting on her dancing shoes
Gonna dance with who knows who
Will she want Tom's life of ease
Or could John's big ol heart carry through

Who's she gonna dance with ?
Who's she gonna dance with ?

(BRIDGE)
The music's loud, her head is in a spin
She feels she could fly right to the sun
Head in the clouds, she's young again
Certain that finally she's truly found the one

Claire is in her room with nurses attending
The cause of her behavior is unknown
But Claire is at a dance that's neverending
With Tom and John She'll never dance alone

Who's She Gonna Dance With

Altamont, It was supposed to be the Woodstock of the west. It was not even close.
Lyrics;
End of the sixties
Gonna sing a peaceful song
Woodstock showed the world
How we can get along

The blue fuzz have their clubs
And their tear gas and their guns
And they don't seem to like
The way we have our fun

But it's the Land of the free
So we're doing what we want
Off to California
Free show in Altamont!

Young men like us are fighting
in someone elses war
Could Johnson have been lying
About what they're fighting for?

Draft card number's low
Then the Army's gonna draft ya
You hope your number's high
Or maybe run to Canada

It's the land of the free
So we're doing what we want
Got the Rolling Stones
On the stage in Altamont!

Got myself a new motor bike
Ride cross the country and see what it's like
Buy a guitar learn couple songs
Get a tattoo and let my hair grow long
Ya know,
Peace and love conquers war and hate
And Nixon's gonna hear it when we shout it from Kent State!

Yeah, it's the end of the sixties
And we're the Boomer generation
We're here to show the world
How to build a better nation

The old folks have their ways
And they just don't want to listen
But a new dawn's on the way
With a brighter disposition

Cause it's the Land of the free
And we're doing what we want
Hell's Angels watch our back
Free show in Altamont!

Altamont

Lyrics;
Cold day
The frost is on the vine
Sun lights up the sky

Cold day
Trouble on my mind
As the morning passes by

I'd blame it on the weather
But I don't think I can
Inside it's warm and dry

I'm sitting by the fire
Cup of coffee in my hand
She's gone and I don't know why

And I can't get an answer
From the table or the chairs
There's a quiet that surrounds me
And a stillness there

Looking out the window
At where her car should be
She never said goodbye
It's just so cold to me

Cold day
Winter has arrived
Without so much a smile

Feeling sideways
I'm talking to myself
Like a lost and lonely child

My mind looks back to summer
When days were hot and bright
Shade under the trees
Warm and peaceful nights

But the sun starts setting early
And the leaves began to fall
The Autumn winds will blow
Until there's no more leaves at all

Should've seen it coming.

Cold day
Clouds on the horizon
And a powerful cold breeze

Cold day
And I can feel the chill
Of an early winter freeze

It's a cold day
Before the sun goes down
The moon has taken flight

It's a cold cold day
No one else around
Nothing here feels right

Cold Day

Lyrics;
Well, he wasn't born a winner
He never even placed
And though he gave his very best
Sometimes he'd fall right on his face

He wasted time in school
Got his lessons from the streets
The ins and outs of the city's game
Thinking quickly on his feet

The world is slowly turning
And the days can be so long
The sun is hot and burning
But he knows the night is coming on
Standing in the batters box
He looks to take his swing
And he'll be swinging for the fence
Till the fat old lady sings

Taking lefts and taking rights
He's been up against the ropes
Life can really bust you up
When all you have is hope

He won't give up the fight
In spite of cuts and stings
He'll give em hell up to the bell
And leave it in the ring

The winners get the glory
Not so the also ran
Running to the finish
To do the best they can
In time he lost a step
The crowd would pass him by
He faced his final days
With a dream of one more try

He wasn't born a winner
Never even placed
And he never did give up
His lfe was all about The race

Wasted time in school
Got his lessons from the streets
Playing solo in the city game
Growing wiser in defeat

The world is slowly turning
And the days can be so long
The sun is hot burning
But he keeps on keeping on
He might not ever finish first
Or be the best at anything
But he'll be swinging for the fences
Till the fat old lady sings


Also Ran

Based upon a true story...
Lyrics,
He had listened to the talk
On the radio
Filling up his mind
From an early morning show

On his way to work
But something is amiss
He drives onto the lot
Checking the address

He must have been disturbed
By something that was said
Words that crawled into
and burrowed in his head

The quiet man who lived next door
Who had always been polite
Whoever could have known
That something wasn't right

No one could explain
The thing that happened next
No answers could be found
Within his rambling text

Just another fan
At the studio
Looking for the man
Who is talking on the show

Walking to the door
Quickening his pace
Looking through the window
He sees the speakers face

He must have been disturbed
By something that was said
Words that crawled into
and burrowed in his head

He had listened to the talk
On the radio
Filling up his mind
From an early morning show

A radio anchor was fatally shot by a man inside his southern Philippine station Sunday in a brazen attack that was witnessed by people watching the program live on Facebook.
Police said the gunman gained entry into the home-based radio station of provincial news broadcaster Juan Jumalon -- who went by the name "DJ Johnny Walker" -- by pretending to be a listener. He then shot him twice during a live morning broadcast in Calamba town in Misamis Occidental province, police said


Morning Show

Story time. February seems to bring out my dark side.  Here we have a very bad man about to have his sentence fulfilled. In it, he will receive his final "song". The same "song" that his victims received. 

Lyrics;
Piper
I pay the Devil's dues
This Piper's lost the tune
Like the many souls who sang my song
I leave this world too soon

I'm not seeking mercy
Not asking to be saved
I'm not looking for forgiveness
For deeds deemed depraved

The doctor stands beside me
His hand rests on my head
Strapped in, I can not move
As I lay upon the bed

The singers sang the Piper's song
And I set those voices free
I was writing songs days one and two
And I played them on day three

Now bring your music doctor
I look forward to your tune
Inject me with a melody
'til my beating heart's consumed
Not quite a requiem
But I accept this honorarium
For the music that I gave them
The music moving through me
From my shoulders to my hands
I feel the final chorus
Banishing the damned

Darkness overcomes me
I receive the Devil's kiss
No sight or sound or focus
As I sink through the abyss

I pay the Devil's dues
This Piper's lost his song
Yet beating in the darkest hearts
The Piper's music carries on

The Piper

This is a story of Captain Tod Carter who served in the confederate army. He was 22 when he was shot in a battle in front of his home. 

Lyrics:
Tod Carter was a captain who proudly wore the gray
From Franklin, Tennessee and raised the southern way
Captured while in battle by the Yankee  boys in blue
But from a moving train he found a window and jumped through

The Ohio and the Mississippi served him as a guide
Brought him down to Memphis where he didn't need to hide
Looking east to Georgia there amongst the Georgia pines
Was the 20th Tennessee just across the border line

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home.

Back within the Rebel camp but there's a bloody job to do
Heading home to Franklin to run off those boys in blue
The Yankee lads were fortified but Tod carried the fight
When a bullet found the target and brought Tod to The Light.

Tod Carter met his fate that day but did not die alone
In Franklin Tennessee, by the house that he called home
In only Five short hours, more than eight thousand men killed
And the souls of soldiers gray and blue still haunt that battlefield

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home

When Captain Carter Came Back Home

Lyrics; 
Well it's a deep dark night
Even the moon is out of sight
Not far in the distance rides the train

And I haven't slept a wink
Cause all I do is think
Of all the things you said to me that float inside my brain

I listen to the rhythm
Of the wheels upon the rails
I know my world will never be the same

It's a deep dark night
But I can see the light
As the bridges from my past are put upon the flame

And as the train leaves for tomorrow I say goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of clay

Just the thought of losing you
Would turn my turning world so blue
And it turned me inside out to let you go

But the train is moving on
And with me will soon be gone
From the only world I knew and thought I'd ever know

And as the train leaves for tomorrow  goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of clay

This train leaves for tomorrow goodbye to yesterday
Leave it at the station watch it fade away

I'd spiraled down and lost control
I'm climbing out of this old hole
Steel wheels and new shoes for my feet of
clay





Steel Wheels and New Shoes

A song for a forgotten hero.

Lyrics;
The Kid's been everywhere
that he's ever gonna go.
Had a real rough reputation
That no one here would know
He has a home to rest his head. 
He's too old for moving on
And no one here will shed a tear
the day The Kid is gone

The things that you rely on
In time are bound to change
Live long enough your world begins
To look and feel real strange
These youngsters acting up
Living life without a care
He'd watched them from a distance
As they turned his world to theirs

Sitting in his chair
drinking applejack
He knows that life's a gift
But in time he'll give it back
Hot blooded in his youth
But now his blood runs cold
The Kid is still The Kid,
but The Kid is growing old

The Kid a tough and fearless man
Was not one to back down
And in his day they showed respect
When The Kid would come to town
But today it doesn't matter
what The Kid once said or did
No one here remembers
The man known as The Kid

Rocking in his chair
drinking applejack
He knows that life's a gift
But in time he'll give it back
Hot blooded in his youth
But now his blood runs cold
The Kid is still The Kid,
but The Kid is growing old













The Kid

It's the end of the road
It's been a good long ride
With my trusty old six string
Riding right by my side

But everything must end
Like the road I've been on
So I'll just finish here
With this one final song

To anybody out there
Who heard me riding by
As I plucked upon the strings
With my head in the sky

Hoping that the words
Were interesting to hear
And when you heard the sound
It was music to your ears

Well, with all of that said
As a tear fills my eye
It's the end of the road
And it's time to say goodbye

I look back from the east
As the night is rolling round
The Shadowman and me
See the sun going down ...

Goodbye - Shadowman and Me

Many heartfelt thanks to all who risked their ears and took the time to listen! You all made me feel like Elvis! And with that, Dan's Shadowman has left the building. 

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