1. |
Sweet Wine
04:49
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This is the life you've made
This is the time you've gathered to save for rainy days
When you're too afraid
(x2)
Chorus:
And the daylight's breaking
And the sparrow's waking you gently this time
And where you lay, it smelled like sweet wine
And where your head was feels like a hole in time
I guess what I'm trying to say
Suppose what I mean is that for today, I'm happy you're
You're here with me
(x2)
Bridge:
So don't go, my dear
Stay here with me, my dear
The sun's just peaking out
Let's save some time, my dear
(Instrumental break)
This is the life you've made
This is the time you've gathered to save for rainy days
When you're too afraid
Chorus
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2. |
Someone I Know
04:25
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I wake up with empty faces
The day's got me running paces
Watch me staring backwards in glass
And I feel it the most when the sun sets
The night comes and so does unrest
Another cycle runs and I'm my past
Chorus:
And I won't catch another glance of
The lifetime I think I dreamed of
I'm nobody I know
And I can feel you go
So wild and slow
And whose feet are these I'm standing
I thought they'd be more demanding
Before I'd have to answer to myself
And I can't find myself reflected
'Cause I never got the practice
Of being lost and finding my way home
Chorus
Bridge:
What makes you scared?
Are you so unaware?
It's so fast and rare
Can I get satisfaction somewhere? Anywhere.
So I'll be down the narrow highway
The beat of my feet drums all day
The person I'm afraid I have missed
The cynical turn of the hour
But I'm hanging onto that girl
Who trusted me to bring us to our own
Chorus:
And I might catch another glance of
The lifetime I think I dreamed of
I could be someone I know
And I can feel you go
So wild and slow
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3. |
Johnnyman
04:13
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Everybody knows people are the same in every town
Everybody knows people are the same in every town
Walking with their heads down, walking with their ears plugged up
Walking with their heads down, walking with their ears plugged up
Oh (x4)
Could have been a rich man, instead I was a poor one
Could have been a rich man, instead I was a poor one
Knockin' on your door, pleadin' my case
Please don't slam the door in my face
Chorus:
So, come Mister Johnnyman, save my soul
The preacher man tells me I should say no
But I'm runnin' from the law, praying to a god I've never known
Please be home.
Been on this road so long
Spent all life's moments alone
Took a little too much from those who had it all
Now they want it all back, all I've got left is my soul
Oh
Chorus
Don't ask me to repeat my sins
I've got a list as long as your limbs
But I'll take a wild guess and say
You're list's as long as mine any given day
So
Chorus
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
So, come Mister Johnnyman, save my soul
The preacher man tells me I should say no
But I'm runnin' from the law, praying to a god I've never known
Come, Mister Johnnyman,
Please be home.
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4. |
Little Willy
03:50
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Chorus:
Well/And I told you once and I told you again
I loved you more than the Ozark mountains
I loved you until the end
And I can't believe you buried me without a word to say
If there's a God, I'll meet him later; I've got revenge to pay
When I was young and careless with illusions of time
You came to sit beside me and I spoke to you my mind
I wanted you to marry, and I knew when I first saw
Your handsome face, your charms and grace
And you said, "Come along."
I followed you up mountains, so steep and so high
And crossed down those valleys, though my feet ached and cried
What did you say when I saw your ways, and longed for my life?
"A new dug grave, here, come this way, my silly little bride."
Chorus
Your face fell dark in the pale moonlight
And I could tell now what you held, shining at your side
The frosty tip of your blade to hilt cut straight to my heart
As I bled red, I watched the dead say, "Hey," from the other side.
(Instrumental break)
And from now on, you won't feel at ease
You'll cross your heart around every corner, pray to all the saints on your knees
'Cause now I don't get tired, and I've got no blood to bleed
And you'll do well in a padded cell where you'll belong to me
Chorus
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5. |
Smoke and Mirrors
04:34
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Chorus:
Walk out
From the smoky bar you sold your soul in
Walk out
With your dignity intact
Head up
There's no going back, it's over done with
Walk out
A divisionary attack
Leave the smoke and mirrors for somebody else
Put the smoking gun back on the shelf
Oh
Here's a man, you knew him well, at least, you thought you did
Down the street he lived, he used to be the sweetest kid
Baby blues and a poet to boot
Your mother practically gave you away
Leave the smoke and mirrors for somebody else
Put the smoking gun back on the shelf
Oh.
He paid you once, he paid you twice, you said you'd had enough
You tried to leave, he said, "No deal, my dear, you gave that up.
"The right to your life is mine."
So Walk out
From the smoky bar you sold your soul in
Walk out
With your dignity intact
Head up
There's no going back, it's over done with
Walk out
A divisionary attack
Leave the smoke and mirrors for somebody else
Put the smoking gun back on the shelf
Everybody knows you can't close all the doors
Predatory lies and chains broken on the floor
I'm sorry, officer, it had to be done
I'd rather be behind your bars than in his chains
I'm sorry, officer, it had to be done
I'd rather be behind your bars
Walk out
From the smoky bar you sold your soul in
Walk out
With your dignity intact
Head up
There's no going back, it's over done with
Walk out
A divisionary attack
Leave the smoke and mirrors for somebody else
Put the smoking gun back on the shelf
Oh
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6. |
Fathoms Below
03:47
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One time I thought I missed you, like a hangover missed sleep
It was dark and it was raining and the water was too deep
And you said how much you loved me, while the whiskey moaned and creaked
And out into the storm I ran with nothing on my feet
Chorus:
And I'll be gone (I'll be gone)
In the evening
You won't see how far I go
And I'll be gone (I'll be gone)
For the ending
I won't see those fathoms below
And I emerged upon the deck as our ship began to sink
Like a fool, I kept on sweeping up to keep the damn thing neat
When I saw you in the wreckage, I swam fast for kinder shores
And the waves swept up my body and our story was no more
Chorus
And as I rise on trembling legs, I feel my just reward
Standing in the sunlight, satisfied with my own warmth
Chorus (slow)
Chorus
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7. |
Wide River
05:17
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Your home has hills
My home has delta
Lest we forget what the good lord dealt us
I can only imagine how good it could be
If this goddamn river weren't between
You and me
They say I've got a devil in me
If you're that devil, then my soul is for free
I'd gladly give it, if it meant I could be
Across that river with my baby, my baby
Baby and me
Ooh (x2)
Oh, wide wide river, you keep me
From my baby up in those Ozark hills
Oh, wide wide river, you keep me
From my baby up in those Ozark, Ozark hills
Hills
I just heard tell you passed on through
Tried to cross that river, it got the best of you
Now don't you worry, I'll be there soon
Ain't got no life to live now, my soul's drowned, my soul's drowned
Drowned with you
Ooh (x2)
Feet first, chest next, head under water
Feet first, chest next, I'll meet you at the bottom
Oh wide, wide river, you can't keep me
From my baby up in those Ozark hills
Oh wide, wide river, you can't keep me
From my baby up in those Ozark, Ozark, Ozark, Ozark
Hiils
Hiils
Oh (x4)
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8. |
A Few More Miles
04:49
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I've got bags on my shoulders to carry starting today
I've got new scars and old ones
Made sour lemonade
You're not wrong, I don't need this
But I'm not sorry at all
All my guilt, I got rid of. All this shame I won't miss
Chorus:
'Cause I walked this far without you
Walked this far without you
I can walk a few more miles
(repeat)
A few more miles
It's funny, I feel much lighter with my new baggage piled on
I am sure that I'm stronger
I can carry it all
So don't you worry your head over the state of mine
I'm not skipping ahead. I'll keep taking my time.
Chorus:
Bridge:
And he says he ain't hurried, I'll say
He ain't hurried, I'll say
So I don't mind him on my mind
(repeat)
Chorus x2
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9. |
You and Me
03:20
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You wake up alone
In a mess of your own
Tried to be her hero
She never answers her phone
It's not how you planned
Had to learn how to fall
It's easier to be meaner
Than your unreturned calls
Chorus:
And I know how you feel
I'll come to my senses
It only makes sense as
You and me
I'm covered in stone
With sentiment to my bones
And I feel like I'm crazy
Like I should have known
My restless legs
Are longing to roam
Syndromes for dreamers
We'll find our way home
Chorus
Bridge:
We're made up of highlights
Heartbeats and spotlights
Big dreams on loan
Chorus x2
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A Rowdy Faith Little Rock, Arkansas
A Rowdy Faith is the partnership of Alisyn Reid and Cate Davison, combining Alisyn's thoughtful Americana with Cate's Southern Gothic style. In 2012, Alisyn won 2nd place in the Ozark Folk Festival songwriting contest, and A Rowdy Faith was a semi-finalist in the Arkansas Times Musician Showcase in 2016. This is their first album as a duo. ... more
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