Flat River Blues

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Recorded at Owl Hollow; Mastered at Focus Mastering by Doug Van Sloun; The Duck “Duck Banner” by Kenneth W. Justman. Thanks to Loren Winkler for Mississippi Mud and the dobro on The Game; Katey Bellville, Scott Liebers, & Brad Smith for Unravel; and Cully Joyce for the saxophone on I've Been Dreaming.

Special thanks to: Al Doub, for driving the bus; Doug Huggins; Justin Rudiger; Larry Dunn; Al & Michelle Irions; Clete Baker; Joe Voda; Dan & Gary at Sokol; Randy & Tim at McKenna’s; Dave, Mike & Nate at Beer and Loathing; Pete Watters at the ZOO BAR; Bogie; Katie Kinderknecht; Steve Malott; David & Kim Beasley; Nils Anders Erickson; Marilyn Thomsen; Grant Bowerman; Gary & Tom & the good folks at Wick’s Truck Trailers; Jeff & Jason at Powers Automotive; Dan Cerveny; Jeff Davis; Al Lundy & Highway Blues at KZUM; Rick Galusha & Pacific Street Blues at KIWR; Beth McBride; Ed and Holly at Cuthills Vineyards; Steve Kocer; Paul Godtland; Marti & George Wilson; Terry Tonkinson; Fr. David; Linda & Franz, Little Donny & Steve Clare; Lisa Hopson, Tyler, Jessie, Emma, Nick, Neil & Abe’s Trash; Amy Van Horne; Duck Banner; and most importantly, the people who are kind enough to purchase our products and attend our shows.

We honor all the troops who have sacrificed so much for our country

all songs copyright 2011 Blue Thorn Music (ASCAP) - all rights reserved

Lyrics

I Took the Hook - Beebe, Riley

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars, vocals
Darren Hopson - bass, vocals
J. E. Van Horne - drums, vocals


He dangled out his naughty line
And he promised me real good times
I thought that I would know much better
But his purpose was spelled out to the letter

I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I play by no one’s rules
Mama didn’t raise no fool
I took the hook

Ran his fingers up and down on me
What we made was perfect harmony
I thought that I was out of time
My desire was rhythm to his rhyme

I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I play by no one’s rules
Mama didn’t raise no fool
I took the hook

You know his love runs through my veins
I can feel it when he grabs the reins
He’s like a needle in my arm
But his love drug won’t do no harm

I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I took the hook baby
I play by no one’s rules
Mama didn’t raise no fool
I took the hook

 

One Man Woman - Beebe, Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Amy Van Horne - vocals
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

He works so hard, for everything he owns
He always lends a hand when a friend asks for a loan
Gentle as a dove, sweet as morning dew
But if you get him angry he’ll make mince meat out of you

He’s my lover as well as my best friend
He’s so kind to me I swear it is a sin
With loving arms he says with me you’ll never fight
My very soul says boy, you gotta treat me right
I’m a one-man woman

Some men they like ‘em nasty, some men they like ‘em nice
Some men like ‘em lean and mean with a toucha sugar and spice
I know I’ve got the answer to what they’re looking for
I’ve got all that, and a million times more

He’s my lover as well as my best friend
He’s so kind to me I swear it is a sin
With loving arms he says with me you’ll never fight
My very soul says boy, you gotta treat me right
I’m a one-man woman

I don’t know how he does it, all the love he makes me feel
I think I must be dreamin’ cause this here man can't be real
So if I die tomorrow and I’m heading to the pearly gates
Tell ‘ol Pete my heaven’s here on earth; my soul will be a little late

He’s my lover as well as my best friend
He’s so kind to me I swear it is a sin
With loving arms he says with me you’ll never fight
My very soul says boy, you gotta treat me right
I’m a one-man woman

Get Away From Me - Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

Don’t know who you are man
By what you talking bout
You tell me that you love me
But your love has all run out
I keep telling you baby
That you better just let it be

So it's up, down, turn around, shake it down,
You’re a clown, get on up and get away from me

I can tell by the way you smile man
I can see by the way you walk
Ain’t gonna put your spell on me
With all your voodoo talk
I ain’t gonna fall for that
What you are is a capital T

So it's up, down, turn around, shake it down,
You’re a clown, get on up and get away from me

You say that you are kinky
Babe I say you are a freak
I have seen it all my man
It's just old news to me
The one thing I have learned
You never get nothing for free

So it's up, down, turn around, shake it down,
You’re a clown, get on up and get away from me

How often have I told you
There’s nothing more to say
I ain't superstitious baby
I'm not going there today
Cause you are double trouble
So don’t beg on bended knee

So it's up, down, turn around, shake it down,
You’re a clown, get on up and get away from me

Gravedigger - Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Amy Van Horne - vocals
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

How much do you need baby
How much do you want
You toy with all the women in the places that you haunt
My friends they have all told me
That you’ll never be satisfied

You were a gold digger
Now you‘re my gravedigger
Don’t it figure

When we first met babe
I was happy as could be
The worst thing that you took was my pride away from me
I can't look myself in the mirror
Lord knows that I've tried

You were a gold digger
Now you‘re my gravedigger
Don’t it figure

I've tried to quit you baby
Tried to leave you on your own
The hurt down deep inside makes me shake my black cat bone
I know I'll never leave you
'til the day that I've died

You were a gold digger
Now you‘re my gravedigger
Don’t it figure

Since that day you left me
Lord, I've always wondered why
The love that you promised must have been a dirty little lie
I've cried for you baby
Now all my tears have dried 

You were a gold digger
Now you‘re my gravedigger
Don’t it figure

Soul of the Duck - Beebe (instrumental)

Michael Beebe - lead guitar
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums


This Train - Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

My freedom is on its way
Yeah freedom is on its way
Good times ahead trouble all gone away

I’m rollin’ on down this track
I’m rollin’ on down this track
Leavin’ prison and never coming back

The warden owns me no more
The warden owns me no more
I’m Goin’ to Chicago, happy like I was before

I’ve Got sunshine smilin’ on my face
Got sunshine smilin’ on my face
I’ve paid my dues this train’s my saving grace

Unravel - Bellville, Liebers, Smith

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Amy Van Horne - vocals
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

Keep on stringing along baby with me
I’ll keep on pulling you honey, until I unravel Lord stay
Keep on stringing along with me honey
I’ll take you anywhere baby, I’ll be your lead

But you keep pulling
Keep pulling away, just keep pulling
Why do you keep pulling, away

Keep on stringing along baby with me
Quit shifting around, we don’t need anymore tangles
Keep on stringing along with me honey
Just walk in a straight line baby right towards me

But you keep pulling
Keep pulling away, just keep pulling
Why do you keep pulling, away

I hope your grip, it’s not too tight, and it won’t burn your hands tonight
And if you need I’ll lend you my glove, but don’t let go this is all my love

Keep on stringing along baby with me
I don’t like yanking you honey, but sometimes that’s what you need
Keep on stringing along with me honey
I’ll show you the way my baby, just come with me

But you keep pulling
Keep pulling away, just keep pulling
Why do you keep pulling, away

That’s What I’m Talkin’ About - Luger, Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars, vocals
Darren Hopson - bass, vocals
J. E. Van Horne - drums, vocals

I met him in the fall when he winked at me
The leaves were turning and so was he
He snuggled real close with his cute blonde curls
Now I realize he winks at all the girls
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
With malice aforethought, he done me wrong
That’s what I’m talkin’ about

He moved to my house gonna make it his home
Made me search my soul at the Church of Rome
When I got home much to my surprise
He was hot and heavy with the neighbor’s wives
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
With malice aforethought, he done me wrong
That’s what I’m talkin’ about

I took him to a show to see his favorite band
I lost him in the crowd when he dropped my hand
And when the show ended couldn’t find that swinger
He was on her bus giving his all to the singer
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
With malice aforethought, He done me wrong
That’s what I’m talkin’ about

He stole my favorite purse and my old red car
The cops chased him home when he robbed a bar
He winked at the judge, told her a sad tale
And now I’m doin’ time in the county jail
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
That’s what I’m talkin’ about
With malice aforethought, he done me wrong
That’s what I’m talkin’ about

I’ve Been Dreaming - Beebe, Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars
Cully Joyce - saxophone
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

I’ve been dreaming of days just like this
I got a feeling that I just cannot miss
When luck goes away
It’s like part of me is gone
When it comes back to me
I know it was with me all along
I’m lucky as the day is long

I’ve been dreaming of a boy just like you
I got a feeling for the things we could do
When you go away
It’s like part of me is gone
When you come back to me
I know you were with me all along
I’m lucky as the day is long

I’ve been dreaming of my friends that are gone
I got a feeling that it won’t be too long
When they went away
It’s like part of me was gone
When they came back to me
I know they were with me all along
I’m lucky as the day is long

Twisted Steel - Riley, Van Horne (instrumental)

Michael Beebe - guitars, lead guitar
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

The Game - Beebe

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitar, vocals
Loren Winkler - dobro
Darren Hopson - bass, vocals
J. E. Van Horne - drums, vocals

Leaving out the back door
Take the red-eye out of town
Don’t know where I’m going
But I’m never coming down
Got a suitcase full of morphine
From the drugstore down the road
If I keep on living this way
I’m never getting old
Living and a dying
It all seems the same
When you know you’re nothing, but a player in the game

Heading down to Dallas
With a pocket full of pills
I have to keep on taking them
To keep from getting ill
The sweat runs down my face
My stomach’s tied in knots
I can’t find where I’m going
I don’t know what I’ve got
Living and a dying
It all seems the same
When you know you’re nothing, but a player in the game

Heading up to Nashville
Two guns in the back
I don’t know what I’m planning
I’m just following the tracks
Whiskey in my bloodstream
A heart full of cocaine
I keep driving faster
Through the pouring rain
Living and a dying
It all seems the same
When you know you’re nothing, but a player in the game

Natural Disaster - Riley, Van Horne

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums

My love is like a hurricane
In the Caribbean Sea
I'll turn you round and round
‘Til you don't know who you be
Ain’t nowhere to hide
Ain’t nowhere to run
You gonna need some real assistance
When my damage is done
I’m a natural disaster
Mother nature let the four winds blow

There is no amount of insurance
For the chances that you take
I’m gonna shake you like a Californi earthquake
Rumble and tumble and stumble
All nightlong
You think it feels right
When it really is so wrong
I’m a natural disaster
Mother nature let the mountain’s grow

I'm coming at you like a wave
In the northern Great Lakes
Ain’t no way to stop me
It’s over when the levee breaks
You’ll drown in all your sorrows
In the whirlpool of my love
To fix the mess I leave behind You’ll need help from up above
I’m a natural disaster
Mother nature let the waters flow

Mississippi Mud - Winkler

Christy Rossiter - lead vocal
Michael Beebe - guitars
Darren Hopson - bass
J. E. Van Horne - drums, vocals

They row that boat one stroke at a time
Oars hit the water and clear the slime
Revealing my face by the light of the moon
Never too late, always too soon

I am a mission to your destiny
There’s no way out I guarantee
You broke my course; it’s time to pay
I’m the Mississippi Mud your Judgment Day

Oil and sludge, deep in the river
You try to wake with a lifeless quiver
Ain’t no voodoo healing gonna set you free
‘Cause the current done held and crucified
Laid you down where the sinners lie
Deep in the muck under water that covers me
Yeah, I’m the Mississippi Mud

I know the truth, behind each lie
I am the end, the last goodbye
I’ve heard the whisper of a man’s last breath
I’m the sole undertaker of his death

I am the end of your destiny
There’s no way out I guarantee
You broke the rules, now it’s time to pay
I’m the Mississippi Mud your Judgment Day

Oil and sludge, deep in the river
You try to wake with a lifeless quiver
Ain’t no voodoo healing gonna set you free
‘Cause the current done held and crucified
Laid you down where the sinners lie
Deep in the muck under water that covers me
Yeah, I’m the Mississippi Mud

Many lost souls, within me lie
Laid to rest and I testify
Between these banks I forever claim
Their very heart, soul and name

I am the end of your destiny
There’s no way out I guarantee
You brokeher heart; it’s time to pay
I’m the Mississippi Mud your Judgment Day

Oil and sludge, deep in the river
You try to scream with a lifeless quiver
Ain’t no voodoo healing gonna set you free
‘Cause the current done held and crucified
Laid you down here where the sinners lie
Deep in the muck under water that covers me
Yeah, I’m the Mississippi Mud