Friday, March 21, 2008

RIGHT




When I was young I used to sing
And bang the drum and everything
And throw my cares on golden leaves
My first words rolled up my sleeve

From river deep to mountain high
Sweet soul music kissed the sky
I kept the station turned down low
Clouds came through my radio

Let’s sing, get high, love the sun, get it right

Ring dem bells up on a hill
Chimes of freedom chiming still
When words rise up against the wind
You may not hear those words again

If fire burns inside your soul
You take a chance to lose control
It pulls you up and let’s you go
Do you believe in rock and roll?

Let’s sing, get high, love the sun, get it right

Life can make you very small
And try to push you to the wall
But sometimes problem get reversed
There’s changes in the universe

A fire burning in your soul
Can take you if you want to go
A simple song can let you know
Do you believe in rock and roll?

Let’s sing, get high, love another, kiss the sky
Let’s sing, get high, love the sun, get it right

When I was young I used to sing
And bang the drum and everything
And throw my cares on golden leaves
One more song before we leave

Let’s sing, get high, love another, kiss the sky
Let’s sing, get high, love the Son, get it right

© Chris LeRoy March 16, 2008
New West Crash Music ASCAP

Monday, March 17, 2008

WOKE UP LIKE A CHILD


It was a beautiful morning
I got out with the sun
Put on a little Bob Dylan
Talking one to one

But I was tired of watching for signals
With just a ghost of a chance
I fought the cold man’s wars
And I danced the combat dance

But I woke up like a child
I woke up like a child
And I don’t let those nightmares bring me down
They don’t bring me down

And I dreamed we never grow up
Keep scratching hearts on the walls
And all the hearts that were touching
They hardly beat at all

But I woke up like a child
I woke up like a child
And I don’t let those nightmares bring me down
They don’t bring me down

It was a beautiful morning
I got out with the sun
Put on a little Bob Dylan
Watch the children run
There’s no protest singers
There’s no protest songs
Just the howling of the night hounds
When they don’t get along

There’s no protest singers
There’s no protest songs
Just the howling of the night hounds
When they don’t get along
But I woke up like a child
I woke up like a child
And I don’t let those nightmares bring me down
They don’t bring me down

© 1982 Chris LeRoy New West Crash Music/ASCAP

Saturday, March 1, 2008

MISS FORTUNATE LIES





Everytime I look who put me down down down
Miss Fortunate Lies
Miss Fortunate Lies
Everytime I see you put me down down down
Miss Fortunate Lies

They say you’d never walk alone
Unless you wanted to
You’ll be stranded on your own
Soon my darling

Everytime I wake up in this underground
Miss Fortunate Lies
Miss Fortunate Lies
Everytime I hear you put me down down down
Miss Fortunate Lies...(solo)

I wish that I had words to say
Let me be someone
I wish that you would pull yourself away
Soon my darling

Everytime I see you put me down down down
Miss Fortunate Lies
Miss Fortunate Lies
Everytime I stop and think about you now
Miss Fortunate Lies (repeat)


© Chris LeRoy New West Crash Music
6/18/98