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Apple Tree
04:34
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Could a dog find its’ way back home
Through a dark cornfield
With a busted up nose?
Ziggin’-zaggin’ through the rows of maize
Comes upon an apple tree
Knows that he is safe
Chorus:
Woohoo-oo Get along little doggie
Woohoo-oo don’t be messin’ with no rattlesnakes
Woohoo-oo Get along little doggie
Woohoo-oo don’t be messin’ with no rattlesnakes
Could a bluebird with a broken wing
Make its way back to its nest way up high?
Hoppin’ around the roots of the apple tree
Its little chirps wakes the dog where he sleeps
Chorus:
Woohoo-oo Get along little birdie
Woohoo-oo don’t be messin’ with no rattlesnakes
Woohoo-oo Get along little birdie
Woohoo-oo don’t be messin’ with no rattlesnakes
Little doggie peeks his head around
The trunk of the apple tree
Sees the bird on the ground
Now did that rattlesnake get you too?
Fool you with that fun rattlin’ sound
Sometimes you can find a friend
In the most uncommon of places
In the most uncommon of faces
Woohoo-oo Get along little birdie, little doggie
Woohoo-oo you’ve found yourself a new friend
Woohoo-oo Get along little birdie, little doggie
Woohoo-oo you’ve found someone to help you mend
Woohoo-oo Get along little birdie, little doggie
Woohoo-oo you’ve found someone who understands
You’ve found someone who understands
©James Arlowe 2012
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The Ballad of Blind Joe
07:34
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Ballad of Blind Joe
Stranded on the edge of the South Dakota plains
With the Indian cowboys and the rival Chinese gangs
I was searchin’ for a purpose, a purpose to ease my mind
Just on legitimate fact I knew I’d never find
When I heard:
Hey there boys we’ve got you surrounded
We’ll smoke you out before dawn
Hey there boys we’ve got you surrounded
Hand over Blind Joe and then we’ll be gone
In the corner Blind Joe sat amidst the hustle and bustle
Hell, you would’ve thought Blind Joe was deaf fore he never moved a muscle
A scar ran down the middle of his eye and that eye was milky white
He sat up to speak and the whole room went quiet
He said:
Listen boys, they’ve only got us surrounded
We’ve gotten out of worse jams before
Listen boys, we’re only surrounded
Calm yourselves and act like the criminals that you are
Well he always plays it so cool don’t he said Red Feather to Danny Lee
I say we toss him out the front door and right on to his knees
Blind Joe tipped back his hat and said
“You better think twice on that idea,
See I got Anna Lee and Tiger Lilly tied to the railroad tracks
And that train is rollin’ near…”:
And all of them boys got all up in commotion
Pointing their knives at Blind Joes throat
All of them boys stopped in their commotion
When they heard the whistle blow and that locomotive choke
Now Sheriff McGinn was a mighty man who never took no flack
He intentionally donned a gold tooth and he paints his ceilings black
So when he awakes in the morning and that light comes shining through
He knows exactly what’s in store, what’s in store for me and you
Back at the bar Joe was pinned to the wall, picture frame dug in his spine
He said “I’ll take care of your needs, if you take care of mine
Get me out of here quickly and I’ll take you to the girls
Before the only thing that’s left are Tiger Lilly’s curls:
And Danny Lee and Red Feather abided
Letting loose their grip of Blind Joe
Danny Lee and Red Feather resigned to the idea
Of getting Blind Joe out that door
The cowering barkeep shouted “There’s a trap door in the basement!
A long an treacherous passage way that leads to the railway station”
Red was clutching on to a lock of Tiger Lilly’s hair, the rage that once was in his eyes was now riddled with despair
“We’ll never make it on time, my baby’s surely done”
Danny gave him a slap and said “this ain’t no time for crying boy, we’ve gotta run”:
There and then the Sheriff knew something was awry
You could hear a pin drop on the plains
No wind was blowing, the dust stood still
The only sound was that locomotive train
As they dashed and they darted through the underground caverns
McGinn and his boys were on the chase they knew exactly what was happening
For Red and Danny and Blind Joe who were traveling through the dark-
Up ahead a speck of light, a little glimmer of hope
They gasped for air as they fell into the sun
Covered in soot from head to toe
Joe walked out unfazed staring down the Sheriff’s .44:
The story then goes all dark from there
There’s lots of talk going round about the truth
Some say it was all a fix
That the two men were working in cahoots
But I couldn’t say which way or that
Nor could I say I really care
You can fuss over the Who, Why or When
The What, the How or Where
Now I’m still sitting at this bar working on a three-pronged point of view
I know that there’s more angles but I’ve pared it down to the essential few
I’m waiting on Mr. J he said we’re gonna take a little ride
Another man who’s sailed Virgils river, died and come back to life
The kind of man you want in your corner, the kind of dude you want on your side
Another man who has seen death first hand and knows how precious is this life:
Another man who’s shaken deaths hand and said
“Well thank you kindly for thinking of me
But not this time, I’ve got too much to do
I’ll see ya when I’m a hundred and three”
©James Arlowe 2012
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Mary Lou
07:00
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Wicked ways in a wicked world and
I come home to nothing
Dark house on a dark street
Thunderous rain pourin’ on my new shoes
My new suede shoes
Mary Lou, Mary Lou what am I gonna do with you?
From within a dream I head myself shout
Mary Lou Mary Lou, what in the world am I gonna do with you?
See I’m so far from drying up
Or drying out
I can control the rising tide
Keep ‘em in check ‘til I let them play
Storm clouds call me by my real name:
Gringo Numero Uno
Gringo Numero Uno
No snow fall without my word
The summer breeze doesn’t turn
The weathervane without my say
Crowds rollin’ in
The rest runnin’ in reverse
A smirk and a fork
Ready to stick the pin
To the cork board
Mary Lou, Mary Lou what am I gonna do with you?
I’ve got my coat on and I’m ready to cut loose
Mary Lou, Mary Lou what in the world am I gonna do with you?
I ain’t got time to ponder no alternate
Universe
Getting caught in a fishermen’s net
Looking up to see the blue skies
You know playing crazy all the time
Can get so tiring
Can get so damn tiring
Ikons dangle from the necks of the pious
Without the slightest regard for the highest
Creator, Matriarch, or Benefactor
Or whichever faction you represent
Or whichever faction you represent
Mary Lou, Mary Lou what in the world am I gonna do with you?
My patichka you treat me so unkind
Mary Lou, Mary Lou what in the world am I gonna do with you?
Every step I take is a landmine
Fall in where you think you might be wanted
Jump from rooftop to rooftop
Get harassed
Get taunted
Then just move on
Then just move on
©James Arlowe 2012
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Callin' Out of Work
04:14
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She knows how to make me laugh
She knows how to turn me on
She knows how to get to the heart of me
She knows how to string me along
Sometimes she can get so uptight
But that ain’t nothing that can’t be fixed
Open up your hands and close your eyes
Baby I’ve got you a gift
Leave your makeup in its case
There’s a world inside we must explore
We’ll make a blanket fort all our own
There’s a universe in your eyes I just can’t ignore
She knows how to make me work for it
She knows how to make me squirm
And if this love don’t kill me those long legs will surely
Have me fighting for air
Well I ain’t never been a jealous man and I ain’t gonna start with you
It takes a little bit of the give and take
Whatcha trying to prove
She’s got a hundred locks on her imaginary fences
I got a ring of keys
No need to call the locksmith I’m a man with a plan
And a bolt cutter is a mighty fine plan B
She knows how to make me smile
She knows how to make me beg
She knows how to point me in the right direction
She knows how to get me to shake my leg
Well if you want to kiss for hours,
days or weeks or years
As the song goes
If he loves you so
Then its in his kiss
Yeah its in this kiss
She is passionate and sensuous
Can turn on a dime and give you change
Complex, mysterious, boisterous, mischievous
Her beauty’ll hit you so hard you’re rearranged
She knows how to tickle my fancy
She knows how to pop a cork
Ain’t afraid to get down and dirty in the mud
And looks pretty good in nothing but
One of my collared shirts
Lets disconnect all the phone lines
Unplug the T.V. too
Hide away all the computer screens
On this Monday morning it’s just me and you
On this Monday morning
Its just
Me and you
©James Arlowe 2013
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Cast Away
04:15
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Cast Away
I brush my teeth with the salt of the sea
As the horizon begins to glow
Everyday it’s row, row, row
Everyday row
By the light of the moon I sing my tune
In the crows nest I sleep
Everyday it’s row, row, row
Everyday row
When the storm rages abound
And no shelter is left to be found
And the sails must be brought in
In the stillness of the day
After the waves have had their way
And the sun beats down mercilessly
There is no one
On the sea
But me
I dream of the shore and the old saloon
My little miss and my old dog too
Now it’s just row, row, row
Everyday row
Oh what I’d give for a can of beans
A nice steak or an ice cream cone
Now its just row, row, row
Row boys, row
If I ever get a hold of Poseidon
I’d run him right through with his own trident
And chain him for eternity to dry land
Forever bound to the sand
Within sight of the sea
For casting this fate upon me
There is no one
On the sea
But me
I wash myself with the salt of the sea
As the horizon begins to dim
Everyday it’s row, row, row
Everyday row
By the blanket of stars and fading vermillion sky
In this crows nest I’ll surely die
Now it’s just row, row, row
Everyday row
©James Arlowe 2012
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Metamorphoses
04:20
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Metamorphoses
She came into the darkened room
Like a Rio woman son
Chewing on a silver spoon
Polishing her tommy gun
Said- what’d you give me two for?
She said- I’ll give you three if you ask for more
Hit me with a buckshot
A bloody lip forget me not
Chorus:
Hey
You’re a new borne thriller now
Won’t you dance with me
You’re a new borne thriller now
Come on babe
You’re a new borne thriller now
Five and Dime chums
Slippin away with the Navajo guns
A kick the can game curse
Like the tail of a comet written on the back of a sonnet
A Cape Canaveral stunt
At the bright side of dawn
Won’t you pass me a hit of that morphine drip?
I got Rock n’ Roll hands
I got Rock n’ Roll feet
Got a piss and vinegar attitude that ain’t mellowing with age
I’m cinchin’, lineating, double helix traversing through illuminations
Chorus:
Hey
You’re a new borne thriller now
Won’t you dance with me
You’re a new borne thriller now
Come on babe
You’re a new borne thriller now
I’ve got my initials stamped on your endorphins
Of both my birth name and alias’
They’ve tried to chain me but now they’re wearing mine
And I’m taking ‘em for a walk
Yes I’m taking ‘em for a walk
I got Rock n’ Roll hands
I got Rock n’ Roll feet
Got a piss and vinegar attitude that ain’t mellowing with age
I’m cinchin’, lineating, double helix traversing through illuminations
I dive in and take your turn
I won and won to find the sun
I need to two
And I need six
I wanna…
Take your pick
Go ahead and take your pick
Go ahead and take your pick
Chorus:
Hey
You’re a new borne thriller now
Won’t you dance with me
You’re a new borne thriller now
Come on babe
You’re a new borne thriller now
She came into the darkened room
Like a Rio woman son
Chewing on a silver spoon
Saying take your pick…
Take your pick….
Take your pick…
Take your pick…
©James Arlowe 2014
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Three-piece band from Staten Island, NY, featuring James Arlowe on guitar and vocals, Tommy Baker on drums, and Steve Krute
on bass. James’ unique and exploratory style of songwriting, paired with Tommy’s monstrous drumming and Steve’s clever bass lines, sets this band aside from its contemporaries.
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