Instrumental

Songwriter: Jeff Hightower


Players:
Katie Cole (The Smashing Pumpkins)
Rocky Gray (Evanescence)
Ivan Salerno
Jeff Hightower

High Flight

Dedicated to Buddy Smith.  Friend, brother & my favorite asshole...

Gimme Three Steps

I was cuttin' a rug down at a place called The Jug with a girl named Linda Lou.
When in walked a man, with a gun in his hand and he was looking for you know who.
He said hey there fellow, with the hair colored yellow, what'cha tryin' to prove.
Cause that's my woman there, and I'm a man who cares, and this might be all for you.

I was scared and fearing for my life, I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
Cause he was lean, an' mean, an' big and bad, and pointin' that gun at me.
Wait a minute mister I didn't even kiss her, don't want no trouble with you.
And I know you don't owe me, but I wish you would let me ask one favor from you.

Oh, won't you give me three steps, gimme three steps mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps mister
And you'll never see me no more

Well the crowd cleared away, and I began to pray and the water fell on the floor.
And I'm telling you son, well it ain't no fun starin' straight down a forty-four.
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was lookin' for.
And you could hear me screamin' a mile away, as I was headed out towards the door.

Oh, won't you give me three steps, gimme three steps mister
Gimme three steps towards the door
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps mister
And you'll never see me no more



Songwriters: Ronnie Van Zant, Allen Collins

Players:
Joe Smith
James Hudson
Jeff Hightower

Gimmie Three Steps

Down in the Swamps (demo version)

I've been up and I've been down, and I've seen everything in between.
But somewhere down near the delta line, I saw something I ain't never seen.
It was late one night at the Gator Bar, she came in wearing skin tight jeans.
Turned every head with her voodoo style, and then aimed it right at me.

Whoa, I might be in too deep.
Oh no, that woman got a hold on me.

She walked me to the floor and started swaying to some Iko Un-Day.
The room got dark and all went black as she began to shimmer and shake.
When morning came my head was low, as I woke up out in the swamps
That dang ole witch done stole my soul and every bit of money that I own.

Whoa, I think I got in too deep.
Oh no, that woman got a hold of me.

I spent 20 plus years searching for her, the girl with the creole spell.
She disappeared from the bayou that night, took my money and my heart as well

And now I know, I was in too deep.
Oh no, that woman got a hold on me. 



Songwriters: Jeff Hightower

Players:
Shane Allen
Jeff Hightower

Down In The Swamps

*** Old version.  Album will contain new and improved "ass kickin'" version!!  
*** Featured in the film, Cosmic Radio.

Bad Intentions (updated lyrics)

I threw her into high and let the engine run hot
A four barreled carburetor is what I've got
All horsepower and four on the floor
Hit the line screaming and leave me wanting for more
I got my pedal to the metal and I'm headin' on down the road

I pulled into Tulsa looking for the brighter sites
But the only lights I saw came from another ride
The cops came around and were lookin' for me
They couldn't catch a Charger doin' 1-0-3
So I said "hey now mama, gotta say goodbye."

Drop that hammer down and give it hell
I got just enough money to pay my bail
With a crazed look in my eyes
You can watch me wave goodbye
Cause bad intentions have got me on the rails

I pass a flat bed like it was standin' still
Caught a groove down low and you could feel that engine reel
The right rear tire is about to go
Still, the car is screamin' and ready for more
She's a bad lil' mama with a heart made out of steel

Drop that hammer down and give it hell
I got just enough money to pay my bail
With a crazed look in my eyes
You can watch me wave goodbye
Cause bad intentions have got me on the rails

Hey now babe, it's a long way from Tennessee
And my bad reputation has finally caught up with me
If I can make it to LA
The cops can wait another day
Red tail lights are all they'll ever see of me

Drop that hammer down and give it hell
I got just enough money to pay my bail
With a crazed look in my eyes
You can watch me wave goodbye
Cause bad intentions have got me on the rails

Cause bad intentions have got me on the rails

Cause bad intentions have got me by the tail



Songwriters: Jeff Hightower

Players: 
Shane Allen
Tim McCord
Anton Fig
Jeff Hightower

Bad Intentions

Duck

Put out my hand, near his beak.
I had corn and grains and things I thought he'd eat.
He was white and soft, and could flap and quack.
Put out my had to feed him, and pulled it back.

Been bit by a duck.
Been bit by a duck.
That crazy foul done bit me now.
I've been bit by a duck.

He had big webbed feet and big dark eyes.
Stick out your hand with food, for a big surprise.
Count your fingers and make sure they're all there.
Cause a hungry duck on the farm just don't care.

Been bit by a duck.
Been bit by a duck.
That crazy foul done bit me now.
I've been bit by a duck.

(Crazed duck solo)

I learned my lesson about that crazy bird.
Tastes better barbecued is what I've heard.

Been bit by a duck.
Been bit by a duck.
That crazy foul done bit me now.
I've been bit by a duck.

Been bit by a duck.
Been bit by a duck.
That crazy foul done bit me now.
I've been bit by a duck.

Been bit, ben bit, oww oww oww oww
quack, quack, quack.
Quackie, stop it...



Songwriters: Emma Dee, Serena and Jeff Hightower, Dean Hall


Players:
Emma Dee Hightower
Serena Hightower
Jeff Hightower

Duck

Instrumental

Songwriter: Jeff Hightower

Players:
Dean Hall
Eric Gales

Emma Enchanted

Sad Songs

There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

Where do you go when your world starts caving in?
And the words that you hear justify a means to an end.
Where do you go when it all starts to fade away?
And you can lose your soul in the music that you play.
There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There's songs about the street lights in the rain.
And every little step you take along the way.
You can feel the rhythm beating in your veins.
But the world just seems to never go  your way.
There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.





Songwriters: Jeff Hightower

Players: (acoustic)
Dean Hall
Katie Cole
Jeff Hightower

Sad Songs (acoustic)

Sad Songs

There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

Where do you go when your world starts caving in?
And the words that you hear justify a means to an end.
Where do you go when it all starts to fade away?
And you can lose your soul in the music that you play.
There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There's songs about the street lights in the rain.
And every little step you take along the way.
You can feel the rhythm beating in your veins.
But the world just seems to never go  your way.
There ain't enough sad songs to go around,
To heal every broken heart that's fallen down.
No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

No more playing blues songs,
Or crying over you songs.
There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.

There just ain't enough sad songs to go around.





Songwriters: Jeff Hightower

Players: 
Players:
Joe Smith
Jeff Hightower

Sad Songs

Rock Song Instr. - unfinished demo

Reminded

I took the long way down a road I've never known
And late at night, the blinding rain has kept me cold
Over the years, I may have let my hair grow
But it's only a means to see into my soul

Foolishly sometimes, I've kept my eyes closed
And at times, I've not been able to see the middle of the road
The road I took goes through some bitter and jagged lines
All the twists and turns have kept me far behind

I've seen highways take off to the sky
Winding away, until they fade into the night
Tattooed and branded, to show where I've been
To keep a strong hold on the things I've did
They keep me reminded of who I am

Each day takes me to a place I've never turned
Each day is another chance to get burned
Your decisions are the keys to whereever you may roam
So use them wisely down which ever road you go

I've seen highways take off to the sky
Winding away, until they fade into the night
Tattooed and branded, to show where I've been
To keep a strong hold on the things I've did
They keep me reminded of who I am

Reminded New Mix

The Band (so far...)

Dean Hall
Eric Gales
Katie Cole (The Smashing Pumpkins)
Rocky Gray (Evanescence)
Tim McCord (Evanescence)
Edwin McCain
Lance Lopez
Anton Fig (Frehley's Comet)
David Jones (Carter/Cash)
Jerry Work
Tommie Wynn
Shane Allen
Joe Smith
Ivan Salerno
Brooklyn Stafford
Tishy Hornsby
James Hudson
Emma Dee Hightower
Jeff Hightower

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