Fly This Feather Back Home

I was out this morning for an early walk
When I found this feather from a red-tail hawk
I guess he must’ve heard that you were leaving today
So he left this present for me to find
But I think it was you that he had in mind
Here’s a little bit of home when you’re so far away

And you can fly this feather back home
Yeah, you can fly this feather back home
If you ever need to, fly this feather back home
Please, fly this feather back home

A year ago when your whole world
Was basketball games and pretty young girls
I remember thinking, Lord, how I wish these days could last
The rich, old men who start these fights
Send young, poor boys to pay their price
And the ones who’re left behind pray that, soon, this too shall pass

Then you can fly this feather back home
You can fly this feather back home
If you ever need to fly this feather back home
Please fly this feather back home

I guess every generation has got its war
Where they wave the flag in front of what we’re fighting for
But, when the Brass comes knocking at the front door
Who remembers anymore?

Now every night after supper I sit out back
And listen to the news on the radio crackle
As the dusty wind blows across the Texas sky
And I will still believe with my last breath
That life goes on beyond this flesh
So, it’s never too late, son, for you to fly


Fly This Feather

Instrumental
Titos Menchaca (composer) -  flute, keys, percussion
Mike Cross - bass, nylon-string guitar
Rusty Crutcher - soprano sax



Two Hawks

Solitary Life

Maybe you can tell me why it had to be that way
Why the one thing that felt good now feels gone
It always seems to work that way looking back on how I’ve tried
And I can feel another long night coming on

Your silences are maddening
Your words cut me like a knife
But it still beats my solitary life
Oh, it still beats my solitary life

Some say I have no confidence. Some say I have no pride
Some say in time I’ll find somebody new
And though I’m tired of being uncomfortable. And tired of being used
The one thing I’m not tired of is you

I’m a man with no delusions
Covered over with contusions
And my imminent seclusion 
Is the only thing I fear
My foundation has been shaken
My religion I’ve forsaken
With one purpose: 
To awaken with you near

Now, here I lie awake atop this bed that I have made
Wondering why I choose the things I do
And wondering why I care so much about how you feel about me
I’ve been called much worse by better souls than you

Solitary Life

Love In The Tub

Well, she was starting to lather when he walked in the door
And he gave her that look that she’d seen before
He said, ”Turn around let me wash your back.”
And the next thing she knew there was a mighty splash

She said, ”No, baby, no love in the tub.”
He said, “Oh, baby, oh! Love in the tub!”
She said’ “Believe me, baby, I need your love,
But won’t you, please, get out of the tub!”

Now the steam in the room it was starting to rise
But the tub they had it was standard size
She’s five-nine and he’s six-foot-two
Just what was he thinking he was gonna do?

She said, ”No, baby, no love in the tub.”
He said, “Oh, baby, oh! Love in the tub!”
She said’ “Believe me, baby, I need your love,
But won’t you, please, get out of the tub!”

Now, people make love almost everywhere
On land, at sea and in the air
She don’t mind the kitchen table or the faux-Persian rug
But you won’t catch her getting down in the tub

It’s just, ”No, baby, no love in the tub.”
He said, “Oh, baby, oh! Love in the tub!”
She said’ “Believe me, baby, I need your love,
But won’t you, please, get out of my tub!”

Love in the Tub

Diamonds in the Sauce

Diamonds on her fingers
Diamonds on her ears
Diamonds in the sunlight
Assuage her darkest fears
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
But they drive the boys insane
Diamonds in the sauce will bring you pain

Diamonds owe no master
Diamonds never cry
Diamonds never slumber
It’s only we who die
Diamonds will betray a friend
It’s only we who need
Diamonds in the sauce will make you bleed

King of Diamonds
Queen of Spades
Tongues as sharp 
As diamond blades
Three go up the hill
But only two return
Jack of Diamonds
Ace of Hearts
Everybody plays their parts
Diamonds in the sauce 
Can make you burn

Diamonds in my pocket
Diamonds in the sand
Diamonds taste like candy
But it’s all been sleight-of-hand
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
They’re all she’ll never need
Diamonds in the sauce will make you bleed


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