1. |
The Reckless Years
03:53
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His parents fought so much
He lied to enlist
Figured war was better than home
He was lucky and he didn't die
Like so many that he'd known
When his hitch was up
he was at loose ends
He didn't belong anywhere
So he floated like
A leaf on the wind
It was the start of
The Reckless Years
The Reckless Years
When he lost hope
The Reckless Years
Full of booze and dope
Sometimes he'd forget
Things that he'd done
He was taking medicine
And calling it fun
So to make ends meet
He did catch as catch can
He was always good with his hands
Drifted from town to town
For a week there was a wedding band
Went to New Orleans
He'd heard anything would go
It was fast living while taking things slow
Time passed in a tropical haze
Day into night. night into day
The Reckless Years
When he lost hope
The Reckless Years
Full of booze and dope
Sometimes he'd forget
Things that he'd done
He was taking medicine
And calling it fun
He had this pain deep inside
It started in his back
And went down his thigh
Doctor told him he was out of time
He'd had his last hurrah
Spent his last dime
When he got the news
He felt a relief
He didn't have any religious beliefs
Maybe heaven or maybe hell
No way to know, no way to tell
The Reckless Years
When he lost hope
The Reckless Years
Full of booze and dope
Sometimes he'd forget
Things that he'd done
He was taking medicine
And calling it fun
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2. |
Kinda The Same
04:09
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Kinda The Same
He wasn't always right
He wasn't always wrong
Wasn't always week
Wasn't always strong
Didn't want to go work everyday
Most always did it anyway
He wasn't straight
wasn't always high
Always told the Truth
unless he told a lie
Loved the mountains
But he missed the sea
He thought that's the way it oughta be
Him and me
We're kinda the same
Nobody's right
No one's to blame
He doesn't care what others say
He just goes on about his way
Cheap beer was good enough
Had nice cufflinks in his French cuffs
Like travelling but usually stayed home
He's a homebody who likes to roam
Ate fruit and vegetables everyday
Except when he only ate cake
Liked his coffee black and hot
But he usually drank tea from a china pot
Him and me
We're kinda the same
Nobody's right
No one's to blame
He doesn't care what others say
He just goes on about his way
Thought he was handsome
But he was ugly as sin
Didn't look in mirrors
so it didn't bother him
His pockets were empty
But he didn't care
He always felt like a millionaire
He loved rock and roll
Except for the beat
Was a real smooth dancer
with two left feet
Hated movies but
Loved sitting in the dark
Crazy about fish
except for sharks
Him and me
We're kinda the same
Nobody's right
No one's to blame
He doesn't care what others say
He just goes on about his way
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3. |
Skin Deep
04:50
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Walk down any street on any given day
look at the people you pass along the way
the blessed and the broken
the mighty and the small
there's one thing that's
true about them all
Beauty's only skin deep
but good and bad goes down
to the bone
yes beauty's only skin deep
and good and bad goes down
to the bone
History's worst villains
look like you and me
some go to work and church
some have Ph.D's
can't tell by looking
whose got the Devil's mark
it's not until they act that
you see what's in their heart
Beauty's only skin deep
but good and bad goes down
to the bone
yes beauty's only skin deep
and good and bad goes down
to the bone
Sometimes you can tell a man
by the cut of his clothes
by the company that he keeps
or the way he tells a joke
everybody travels through life
in their own way
some pass in the night
some make another day
Beauty's only skin deep
but good and bad goes down
to the bone
yes beauty's only skin deep
and good and bad goes down
to the bone
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4. |
Mr Slippy
03:16
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5. |
Gun Rag
04:02
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This ol' boy down the road named Bert
He's as down to earth as dirt
He's always there to lend a hand
You couldn't ask for a better neighbor
Comes when needed sooner than later
All in all, he's a real good man
Most things we see eye to eye
We'll shoot the bull over coffee and pie
And talk about everything under the sun
One thing I don't understand
Is why such an upstanding man
Is obsessed over having so many guns
I went over to his house one day
He had 'em all out on display
Pulling them out of boxes and bags
Dozens and dozens of all kinds
All different sizes and designs
Cleaning them up with a gun rag
Boxes and boxes and boxes of ammo
The house catches fire it'll go kabamm-o
There'd be a hole in the ground
Like an atom bomb
There's enough bullets to fight a war
When I asked him what for
He said he might need 'em down the road
Something about when "They" take over
It ain't gonna be a stroll through the clover
It'll be a fight just to survive
I asked him just who they are
He said I ain't sure but there'll be a war
I'll need all these guns just to stay alive
Now please don't misunderstand
At 12 years old I was on a deer stand
And I shoot paper targets at the range
But if you're going hunting with a 30 round mag
Then the deer must be shooting back
I find it all kind of strange
If the country's going down the drain
I'm afraid we gave it away
To a bunch of millionaires and their gangs
We got caught up in their lies
While they took away our rights
And now we're all scared but we don't know why
Now this isn't the end of the story
My heart still quickens when I see Old Glory
But we are in interesting times I confess
Nowadays folks scare too easy
Maybe it's time to turn off the TV
And tune out the talking heads and their mess
All I'm saying is ask why
And wonder if the answer's a lie
Just who's coming out ahead from all these guns
Gun Rag, Gun Rag
Somebody's cleaning up with this gun rag
Gun Rag, Gun Rag somebody's cleaning up
Somebody's making a buck
Cleaning up with a Gun Rag
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6. |
Chandler's Century
03:03
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7. |
Square Pegs
03:01
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Square Pegs
Jim Pharis
You and me are two of a kind
one's vineger the other's wine
we're like two peas from the same pod
we're a set even and odd
We Rarely see things eye to eye
we disagree a lot but hardly ever fight
bought a car with two steering wheels
somehow you know just how I feel
CHORUS
You and me are two square pegs
and life is a round hole
no matter how they pound on us
square into round just don't go
We've been known to bicker and fuss
hitting ain't allowed and we hardly ever cuss
they said we would not last
we're still here, who's got the last laugh
I'm getting creaky and grey
but you look better every single day
keep you're chin up, don't be afraid
let's love each other 'cause the ends on the way
CHORUS
You and me are two square pegs
and life is a round hole
no matter how they pound on us
square into round just don't go
BREAK
CHORUS
You and me are two square pegs
and life is a round hole
no matter how they pound on us
square into round just don't go
I guess we're growing up at this late age
it really doesn't seem all that great
I remember you and me
Walking under the old oak trees
They said we're too different to last long
guess we've proved people all wrong
we're like two peas from the same pod
we're a set even and odd
CHORUS
You and me are two square pegs
and life is a round hole
no matter how they pound on us
square into round just don't go
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8. |
The Boss Song
03:22
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In for a dollar, in for a dime
Now you've done it
You've crossed the line
It's too late to turn back now
Words out of your mouth
Like bullets from a gun
It doesn't matter how fast you run
You can't get them back now
CHORUS
You say you're the smartest
Person that you've ever met
Your huffing and puffing
Looks like a fish on the deck
Aces are wild
you've got a jack in the hole
Your self importance makes you bold
Your ego's like a gorilla on your back
It pains me to a large degree
That you spend so much time with me
Your presence is a pain in the pants
CHORUS
You say you're the smartest
Person that you've ever met
Your huffing and puffing
Looks like a fish on the deck
The day will finally come
When I get from under your thumb
Hosanna's I'll sing
What a party there'll be
When that day finally arrives
I'll be thankful that I'm still alive
I won't miss you
But you'll sure miss me
CHORUS
You say you're the smartest
Person that you've ever met
Your huffing and puffing
Looks like a fish on the deck
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Sometimes I get a feeling of deep and dark despair
I feel hollow down to my very core
When I get that way there's only one thing that can help
Lord, I wish that there was more
CHORUS
Golden whiskey in a glass of melting ice
Old friend whiskey pays my sad souls price
When things get dark and bleak there's only one thing I want to do
I drink whiskey when I get the blues
With each sip my mind begins to calm
Each little sip is like a soothing balm
I know tomorrow will bring a hard hard price to pay
But I need help just to make it through today
CHORUS
Golden whiskey in a glass of melting ice
Old friend whiskey pays my sad souls price
When things get dark and bleak there's only one thing I want to do
I drink whiskey when I get the blues
Some people try to tell me how I should live my life
They say drinking whiskey will take a hard. hard price
They say I should pray to the heaven up above
But I wouldn't if I could.
So I'll go about my day to day routine
Take care of business like nothing will ever change
But now and then a feeling will come over me
And I know just what I've got to do
CHORUS
Golden whiskey in a glass of melting ice
Old friend whiskey pays my sad souls price
When things get dark and bleak there's only one thing I want to do
I drink whiskey when I get the blues
When things get dark and bleak there's only one thing I want to do
I drink whiskey when I get the blues
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10. |
Convent Street Strut
03:03
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Jim Pharis Sunset, Louisiana
Jim Pharis is a Louisiana based singer/songwriter and American Primitive Guitarist.
Jim Pharis performs in a variety of music settings in the American South. His most recent release is
2018's critically acclaimed, High Mileage.
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