Really liking this as you two share a great tale of life, love and romance...

Wow, Craig and Nat, this is some song!  Such clever two part storytelling cast in such clever lyrics.  As usual your individual vocals and harmonies absolutely shine.  Tremendous songsmithery from the “A” team.

like some pigeon in that taxi - my favourite line...your voices blend so beautifully..! lovely....

So good, love the vocals/lyrics back and forth!

@matt-hoffman-523285821  Hi Matt and thanks a lot. I actually recorded this before I started partnering with Nat. She resurrected it with her singing and other skills including the production as usual. Durge

Superb classic country storytelling guys!

What great song. Love the storytelling. Beautiful vocals. Just great

man what a great song, the title caught my eye and the music made my ear smile.....great performance, great voices together👍

Two people share their experiences and disappointments that follow a common path, one that may ultimately finally lead to each other.

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2021
Gentle Rain Records.
Written by Craig Durgy
Performed by Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy

Lyrics:
My Back Pocket

Well she left me on a Tuesday, and the backlash was a doozy
My drinking felt like poetry, but all that came back home was me.
Struck a match to watch it burn, my finger hurt, when will I learn

And then just like a puppy, so convinced she must still love me, 
I tracked her down..  no more than friends, pretending I could understand, 
But boy she played me tried and true, until there was no bone to chew

Don't think that I don't hear ya, it's only been a year now, 
Since he walked out of that Applebees, my Nachos on his dungarees
Crying in the backseat, like some pigeon in that taxi

Found his six-pack in the fridge and, tuned right back into that pigeon, 
And by refrigerator light, I drank that beer with all my might..
My church and my religion.. on the floor of my damn kitchen

Chorus:
Is it played by some musician or hidden by magician
Is it in the cemetery air, or in that taxi waiting there
Could it be in my back pocket or in my mother's heart-shaped locket
Have you and I looked hard enough.. oh, where can I find love

I've seen it in the movies, how that far off look gets to me,
And I know that fellow must be me, I could have written every scene..
Where's that damn projector, that don't look nothing like her.

It's been told through generations, Cinderella's destination,
Where snow as white as Kerosene, can dwarf the raindrops in-between
And leaves me in an Applebees, or in my kitchen on my knees

So we both have been right through it, had the balloon until we blew it, 
And it got so full of frigid air, it burst and left the cupboards bare..
And  now we both are cynics, we're each our own worst critics

Is it played by some musician or hidden by magician
Is it in the cemetery air, or in that taxi waiting there
Could it be in my back pocket or in my mother's heart-shaped locket
Have you and I looked hard enough.. oh, where can I find love

Bridge:
Guess I must have one time found it, 'cause I seem to know that taste,
But like sand I just pound it, 
The footprints disappear, as fast as I can chase

Chorus:
Is it played by some musician or hidden by magician
Is it in the cemetery air, or in that taxi waiting there
Could it be in my back pocket or in my mother's heart-shaped locket
Have you and I looked hard enough.. oh, where can I find love
Tell me where can I find love

My Back Pocket

Two song writers, two kindred spirits... that found each other by pure happenstance and great fortune, to collaborate and create music together.
To see our separate artist pages, please click on the following links:
Nat Daniels   https://soundcloud.com/natdaniels
Craig Durgy  https://soundcloud.com/durge

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