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Intro
01:40
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Do You Ever Think Of Me
You ever hear that old mockingbird early in the morning
Singing from the power lines right outside your window
I roll over to touch your cheek and you’re not there
And I wonder do you ever think of me
Yeah I wonder do you ever think of me
You ever pour that first cup of coffee and sit out on your porch
Watch the sun come up red through the trees, feel that heat comin’ on
Looks like another sunny day - sunny for someone anyway
And I wonder do you ever think of me
Yeah I wonder do you ever think of me
And when the breeze slides softly through your window
Bringing with it the sweet scent of sacred desert rain
Do you close your eyes again all those memories
What changed in you, baby
Changed in me too, baby
You ever wonder in the evening, daylight fading down
Just what became of all the hours between sleep and sleep
How I long to kiss your mouth, to smell your fragrant hair
And I wonder do you ever think of me
Yeah I wonder do you ever think of me
Oh I wonder do you ever think of me
Yeah I wonder do you ever think of me
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Banter
00:50
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Road Of Man-Live
05:39
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Road Of Man
You might know the gospel - you might not know the truth
You might read the headlines and wonder what’s the use
You might hate your neighbors and all they hold as true
You better polish up your button that says “What Would Jesus Do”
You might think that no one else can rock it like you can
You might not know where to go when mapping out your plan
Be careful where you turn
It might be too late to learn
How to find direction
Out on the road of man
You might be a cynic but drop a nickel in the well
You might not believe in heaven but hope there ain’t no hell
You might take precautions against the twists of fate
You might even take to prayin’ in hopes you’re not too late
You might worry ‘bout your future and the chances that you took
Something might be gaining on you but you’re too afraid to look
Your foot’s hard on the gas
Be sure to signal when you pass
Or you might just miss that curve ahead
Out on the road of man
You might be judging others by the color of their skin
You might hold the keys to heaven or think you know the back way in
You might be corner preaching with hell-fire in your eye
You might be in the shelter just trying to get by
You might think your day to day is more than you can stand
You might feel like you’re trying to catch some moonbeams in your hand
Remember long ago
Someone told you so
Nothing is the way it seems
Out on the road of man
You might beg for forgiveness but not understand the rules
You might mistake some broken glass for the sacred jewels
You might feel like you’re getting born or you might think you're dead
You might not recognize your savior if she dropped right in your bed
You might whistle past the graveyard you might spit into the wind
You might be just another innocent committing mortal sin
You might have all the answers
Share them if you can
Cause you ain’t rollin’ solo
Out on the road of man
You got a lot of company
You better understand
That you ain’t rollin’ solo….
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Banter
02:22
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Cocoon-Live
08:55
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Cocoon
Don’t want to be no butterfly
Don’t want to sprout no wings
Want to stay here in my cocoon
And think unhappy things
Don’t want to flutter ‘round no sunny field
Don’t want to ride no wind
Gonna stay here where I’m safe and warm
You all do what you intend
Your sky’s so big and blue and wide
It scares the hell half out of me
I plan to stay right here inside
Can’t you all just let me be
I hang out with the beetles here
I hang out with the crickets too
So I’ll just stay here near the ground
If it’s all the same to you
Nobody pays me any mind
Down there among the weeds
And here in my cocoon
I got all the friends I need
Your world goes by so fast
And it don’t make no sense
Since I’m here all by myself
Don’t have to think in present tense
My view don’t ever change, it’s true
Done ate up all the scenery
But here in my cocoon
None of that matters much to me
Don’t want to be no butterfly
Don’t want to sprout no wings
I’ll just stay here where its safe and warm
And think my unhappy things
Right here in my cocoon
Just let me pupate here in peace
Here in my cocoon
Why can’t you all just let me be
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Banter
02:10
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Around Here-Live
06:12
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Around Here © 2018 Eric Ramsey and Eric Ramsey Music
Holes in the streets, holes in the windows
Shot full of holes, the bones of this old town
Ghosts in the alleys, rust in the hearts
Of the few decent folks left around
Down the street we used to hear laughing children on the playground
Over by the elementary school
And the rattle, clank and clack of that noonday freight out of Dayton
You could set your watch by it, the old timers knew
Those laughing children all grew up and moved away, or went to war
Which is what usually happens if you're poor and otherwise adrift
Those who returned mostly came back in pieces
Their bodies and their minds and souls bereft
Now how do you tell a young person who’s come home to the only home they've known
Fresh back from some modern day hell
That there’s no work no proposition no future around here
No future - oh, but by the way - thanks for answering the bell
Weeds get higher all the time
Each day another hill to climb
No one out there has any time for us around here
We had a visitor once, few years ago
Some old red-faced fat man come down from Washington DC
Didn’t look to me like he’d ever missed too many meals
While some folks’ kids around here didn’t have enough to eat
Well he went on and on and on about the changes that were coming
If we’d just be patient and bide our time
We all heard between his words, though, something he never came right out and said
Which was: You’ll get yours when I get mine
Then he rode off in his big black Buick
Tires hissing like god’s own serpent on the greasy street
And we all knew as we watched those taillights disappear into the distance
That we’d just been left to our own fate
Weeds get higher all the time
Each day another hill to climb
No one out there gives a dime to us around here
Home prices and interest rates aren’t the only things depressed around here
Hell, just poke your head into any of the tatty neighborhood bars
You can pretty much always find another unhappy soul to let you express your opinion
As long as you promise to listen to theirs
For the price of a pitcher, or two, and maybe a game of pool
You can articulate, gesticulate, vituperate and pretty much hate everything that’s happening in your life
But everyone around here tends to agree that it’s better this way than going home
Kicking the dog and fighting with your wife
I’d like to tell you all that this tale has a happy ending
Some theatrically inspired uplifting denouement
I‘m afraid you’ll have to come up with your own happy ending, to your satisfaction
Because I can’t
Weeds get higher all the time, each day’s another hill to climb
No one out there gives a damn about us around here
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Banter
01:17
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Give It Up-Live
04:20
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Well I told you pretty baby such a long time ago
If I found you with another I would walk right out your door
Might call me crazy
But there's just one thing you should know
If you want me to love you, better give it up or let me go
I know it's useless to be jealous, I couldn't tie you if I tried
When I think of you messin' behind my back well that's a
Pain I just can't hide
Honey I been true to you
And if I dan make that sacrifice, honey you can do it too
You come home drunk and nasty
You won't tell me where you been
And just when things are nice and sweet
You're goin' back out again
Why do you want to mess up a good thing
I'm gonna find me another love - one who's gonna give me everything
Well I told you pretty baby such a long time ago
If I found you with another I would walk right out your door
Might call me crazy
But there's just one thing you should know
If you want me to love you, better give it up or let me go
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Banter
01:39
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What Else Do We Need
Come they told me, so come I did
I didn’t see nothing - just a little bitty kid
No different than any other newborn babe
So why did all these folks come all this way
Now I seen lots of babies in my time
And I would be a rich man if I had a dime
For every cigar I’ve been given by a brand new dad
Who believes his son will be the one to fix a world gone mad
I never even knew I was a sinner
Never understood the concept of a “Saint”
All I ever tried to do
Was to be as kind to you
As I wanted you to be to me
Tell me what else do we need
Can’t seem to get away from this old town
Keep my head down and work my piece of ground
I don’t have much money to my name
But I come here to pay tribute all the same
Here’s an old coat that’ll surely keep him warm
Used to be my boy’s - he don’t need it any more
But I don’t want to go much into that
No I done done all my thinking over that
Chorus
Bridge:
Them stars sure look bright there in the heavens
Or that might just be the traffic getting off the interstate
Most nights by now I can’t tell up from down
And folks usually pass on by this town
Well I reckon I’ll just be on my way
Not much room here in this stable and I got no place to stay
Don’t scare the little fella in his bed
He needs his rest for what will surely lie ahead
If you want me I’ll be down the road from here
Archangel Michael owes me another beer
At least that’s what I thought he said
Just before he put this notion in my head
Chorus
© 2018 Eric Ramsey, Eric Ramsey Music, Not Quite Norman Music ASCAP
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Banter
00:59
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It's A Rough World Baby
Joseph said to Mary “Honey tell me what’s wrong
“Why you so downhearted, why is your face so long?
Mary said “Joseph, this is why I’m so blue
“If He’s the son of God how come He looks just like you?”
It’s a rough world baby
It’s a tough world baby
But it’s our world baby and we just got to try to get along
Angels and archangels gathered from on high
Singing to that baby from way up in the sky
“This world you were dropped into ain’t ready for you
“Gonna see a lot of trouble, boy, before you get through”
It’s a rough world baby
It’s a tough world baby
But it’s your world baby and you’re gonna have to try to get along
(B) Now you might be like me and I might be like you
Don’t lock us in a room with all those other fools
I would never tell you that you can’t have any fun
I’m only suggesting that your work is never done
Poor Noah he was thinking as the rain began to fall
“I don’t know how I will ever have room for them all
“And Lord you take a look down below the main deck
“Tell me who’s gonna help me clean up that mess”
It’s a rough world baby
It’s a tough world baby
And it’s gonna be a wet world baby grab a shovel and we’ll try to get along
(B) You might want a halo - you might desire wings
You might choose to throw that all away for other worldly things
The only thing that matters when you calculate your worth
Is how you treat your brothers and sisters here on earth
St. Peter at the pearly gates was readin’ from his list
The line was long, the penitents were getting kinda … angry
Patience is a virtue when you come before the throne
You don’t want to mess up now and get sent back down on your own
It’s a rough world baby
It’s a tough world baby
But it’s our world baby and we all got to try to get along
It’s a rough world baby
It’s a tough world baby
Grab your ankles and smile, we’re gonna be here a while
It’s a rough world baby
It’s our world baby and we all got to try to get along
Yeah it’s our world baby and we all got to try to get along
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Banter
00:39
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Everybody’s Just A Heartbeat Away
We got bells and whistles
We got whistles and bells
Angels from heaven
Hounds from hell
There’s a train in the distance
Half a mile away
I’m gonna be on that train some day
Everybody’s just a heartbeat
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away from the next thing
Everybody’s just a heartbeat
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away from the next thing
We got ice and fire
We got fire and ice
We can’t be trusted
To our own device
There’s a train in the distance
Moving farther on
One day soon that train’ll be gone
Everybody’s just a heartbeat
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away from the next thing
Everybody’s just a heartbeat
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away
Everybody’s just a heartbeat away from the next thing
You blow them whistles
You ring them bells
For all you’re worth
Better ring them well
Maybe that train in the distance
Gonna come back around
I myself - I’m heading for higher ground
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Banter
02:11
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Hurricane Woman Blues
Got a Hurricane Woman - right about now she’s a Category Four
Got a Hurricane Woman - right about now she’s a Category Four
Better look out people
She’s about to blow down my door
Been pickin’ up steam since Monday - by Wednesday night she’s a howlin’ gale
Been pickin’ up steam since Monday - by Wednesday night she’s a howlin’ gale
I feel a bit like old Jonah
Tossed around in the belly of that whale
Well it’s rainin’ in my kitchen
Tornadoes in the den
I doubt this heavy weather
Is ever gonna end
Ooooo I’m not too good with my forecast anyway
This ain’t just a cloudburst people
Hurricane been goin’ on for days and days
Flood water risin’ - my furniture is floatin’ all around
Flood water risin’ - my furniture is floatin’ all around
There’s a waterfall down the stairwell
Think I’ll just go in the basement and drown
Got a Hurricane Woman - that’s about all I got to say
Got a Hurricane Woman - but I would not have it any other way
‘Cause when that storm blows over
She loves me right…
She loves me right…
Whoa she loves me right…
Every night and every day
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Banter
01:09
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Somehow She Loves Me
I'm a host of good intentions prob’ly on my road to hell
Ceremony and convention have never served me well
I’m hardly strictly anything that I really ought to be
But I love her
And somehow she loves me
She’s got a moral compass that is always pointing north
While my own sense of direction tends to wander back and forth
And she makes me a better man than I ever thought I’d be
And I love her
And somehow she loves me
(C)She’s got the moon in her hip pocket
Constellations in her eyes
And when she says she needs me
It still takes me by surprise
She’s a hint of desert springtime
On days when I can barely breathe
And I love her
And somehow she loves me
There is no rhyme nor reason, no simple point of fact
No honest explanation, no rule in white and black
Why I have been the chosen, blessed to receive
But I love her
And somehow she loves me
Why I have been the chosen, blessed to receive
Yes I love her
And somehow she loves me
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Eric Ramsey Scottsdale, Arizona
2022 International Blues Challenge Winner - Solo/Duo Category, and Memphis Cigar Box Award Winner for best
guitarist!
Eric writes from experience about the human condition - at times sensitive, at times humorous, always thought-provoking. His arrangements and delivery encompass a spectrum of styles, from delicate fingerpicking to raucous, bluesy bottleneck slide.
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