Table for One

This restaurant lies at the crossroad
Between her heart and mine
I took her here the night we met
And the day she said goodbye

We sat at the very same table
Every time we came here
Safe in the wood and dark colors
Steal a kiss or hide a tear

Chorus:
I still eat here, don’t ask me why
Because I’m not really sure
Maybe it’s because I’m hungry
For the memory de jour
The maitre d’ feels sorry for me
Because eating alone is no fun
These days I sit at a different table
I sit at a table for one

Sometimes I bring a newspaper
I sit here and pretend to read
So all of the happy people
Won’t feel quite so sorry for me

Bridge:
I wonder where she likes to eat these days
I wonder if the service is as good
Does she sit brightly beside the window
Or melt into the dark colors and wood

Chorus:
I still eat here, don’t ask me why
Because I’m not really sure
Maybe it’s because I’m hungry
For the memory de jour
The maitre d’ feels sorry for me
Because eating alone is no fun
These days I sit at a different table
I sit at a table for one

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Song About Leaving

Maybe it doesn’t matter
Maybe you are right
But just because you can do me harm
Doesn’t make it right
This is not about me
And this is not about you
This is about goodbye
This is about the truth

Chorus:
Don’t say a word
Please don’t say anything
It’s just a song
About leaving
It doesn’t mean a thing

Try to remember
When you were young
There was somebody looking over you
Who didn’t do you wrong
They didn’t do you wrong

A year or so from now
You won’t even remember me
I guess for people like you forgetting
Comes with the territory
For that higher calling
Details must be lost
Keep that so called faith
No matter what the cost

Chorus:
Don’t say a word
Please don’t say anything
It’s just a song
About leaving
It doesn’t mean a thing

Try to remember
When you were young
There was somebody looking over you
Who didn’t do you wrong
They didn’t do you wrong

Giving up on your dreams
Really isn’t all that tough
Once you realize
Doing good just isn’t good enough
Never can get ahead
By doing what’s right
You can drive yourself crazy
Or you can say goodbye

Chorus:
Don’t say a word
Please don’t say anything
It’s just a song
About leaving
It doesn’t mean a thing

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Stark Raving Blue

There’s a street light by my window
Sometimes at night I put on a show
Rabbit ears on my bedroom wall
Like pictures in a cave somewhere
I know there must be a story there
I’m trying to make sense of it all

My baby is one big surprise
A whirling dervish behind green eyes
You never know what she will say
Cause she spins around sometimes
Like a tornado of changing minds
I just try to stay out of the way

Chorus:
She cuts a pretty wide path
I always get caught in the aftermath
Sometimes she’s cruel, sometimes she’s kind
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
She’s driving me out of my mind
I’m going stark raving blue

One day she says fish or cut bait
Her clock is ticking and she can’t wait
She said it’s time to take a stand
So I weighed all the pros and cons
But before I could even respond
It seems she came up with a new plan

She came by to see me again
And she said she found a new boyfriend
One who laughs at all her jokes
Someone came calling in the night
Now she sees things in a whole new light
So I guess th-th-th-that’s all folks

Chorus:
She cuts a pretty wide path
I always get caught in the aftermath
Sometimes she’s cruel, sometimes she’s kind
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
She’s driving me out of my mind
I’m going stark raving blue

Bridge: There’s a pine tree in my front yard
It just bends when the wind blows hard
I wish I could be more like that
So when I got blown away
I would bounce right back
But every time I get up
She knocks me to the ground
Easy as falling in love
Easy as falling down

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Party Time

Looks like it’s party time
For this old boy tonight
I’m drinking by myself
But I guess that’s all right

Cause I’ve got this bottle
That I can call my friend
The only one that stayed
With me through thick and thin

Chorus:
If I was any happier
I’d die laughing
I thought it couldn’t get any better
And right about then
You walked out that door
Your leaving set me free
So it’s adios for you
And party time for me

Looks like it’s happy hour
I’m drinking two for one
I never would’ve thought
Getting left was this fun

There’s no more pillow talk
About the things I lack
No loving arms waiting
To try and hold me back

Chorus:
If I was any happier
I’d die laughing
I thought it couldn’t get any better
And right about then
You walked out that door
Your leaving set me free
So it’s adios for you
And party time for me

Bridge:
I don’t know what I did
To deserve all of this
I hope I can withstand
All this happiness

Chorus:
If I was any happier
I’d die laughing
I thought it couldn’t get any better
And right about then
You walked out that door
Your leaving set me free
So it’s adios for you
And party time for me

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Munchies

I can still remember the time
She woke me up to say goodbye
Come to Munchies and have a drink
There’s someone here you need to meet

We smoked and talked and drank some beer
Me and some other dude and her
When he got up to get a match
She said she wasn’t coming back

Chorus:
She can keep her twisted memory
Munchies don’t mean anything to me
Just let the smoke blow
Where it wants to go
Let it blow all over me

She said she loved him more than me
And that he thought she was pretty
But pretty is as pretty does
Just being pretty ain’t enough

I watched them as they drove away
And as I saw their tail lights fade
I thought out of sight out of mind
So close my eyes and call me blind

Chorus:
She can keep her twisted memory
Munchies don’t mean anything to me
Just let the smoke blow
Where it wants to go
Let it blow all over me

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Matches and Kerosene

I can see flames across the field
I can see smoke rising in the sky
I told my baby I loved her
Then I kissed my baby goodbye
I can see smoke rising in the sky

Her daddy told me to leave town
Her daddy said I was no good
Her daddy has a big old house
That big old house is made of wood
Her daddy said I was no good

Chorus:
Her daddy called me painter
Painting houses is my trade
He joked about the stains on my clothes
He laughed at the money I made
Now I’ve painted him a little picture
The prettiest one I’ve ever seen
A still life of sorts
In matches and kerosene

I’m gonna head for the Rio Grande
I’ll find some work in Mexico
I can speak a little Spanish
And Canada is much too cold
I’ll find some work in Mexico

Chorus:
Her daddy called me painter
Painting houses is my trade
He joked about the stains on my clothes
He laughed at the money I made
Now I’ve painted him a little picture
The prettiest one I’ve ever seen
A still life of sorts
In matches and kerosene

I wonder if he’ll be sorry
I wonder just what he’ll say
When he learns his only daughter
Is waiting for me in Monterrey
I wonder if he’ll be sorry

Chorus:
Her daddy called me painter
Painting houses is my trade
He joked about the stains on my clothes
He laughed at the money I made
Now I’ve painted him a little picture
The prettiest one I’ve ever seen
A still life of sorts
In matches and kerosene

Bridge:
He tried to keep us apart
He didn’t want me around
But the walls he put between us
Are burning to the ground

Chorus:
Her daddy called me painter
Painting houses is my trade
He joked about the stains on my clothes
He laughed at the money I made
Now I’ve painted him a little picture
The prettiest one I’ve ever seen
A still life of sorts
In matches and kerosene

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Lost in a 403

I was out buzzing around
With some pals the other night
I saw a real fine honey
She was really out of sight

She was a sight to behold
All decked out in blue and green
All the colors of the earth
On a groovy nature queen

I begged her for her number
Told her I’d call every day
She said baby times have changed
And it doesn’t work that way

She gave me her web address
Said I could drop her a line
And that if we hit it off
We’d get together some time

Chorus:
Call me old fashioned
My fingers still do the walking
What good are words on a screen
We could already be talking
Where is Alexander Graham Bell
In the 21st century
My browser keeps saying
I’m lost in a 403

If this is a TV show
Call it lost in cyberspace
I’ve looked for her everywhere
But I haven’t seen a trace

I can’t believe she would do it
But I guess she must have lied
A modern Dear John letter
Message says access denied

Chorus:
Call me old fashioned
My fingers still do the walking
What good are words on a screen
We could already be talking
Where is Alexander Graham Bell
In the 21st century
My browser keeps saying
I’m lost in a 403

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Julia Taylor’s Blues

I call this song Julia Taylor’s Blues
It’s just yesterday’s news
About a dark haired beauty
I never had a chance to lose

I loved her my whole life from afar
In school, in church, in bars
While I was waiting my turn
Some Hartsville new boy won her heart

Looking back I guess I played it wrong
Waited a bit too long
Let her drift too far away
Then one Christmas Eve she was gone

She was long gone

Chorus:
Talking about Julia Taylor’s Blues
Feels a lot like paying dues
To some club where I don’t belong
How can a broken heart last this long

I got home December 23rd
Tommy said have you heard
Julia’s got a diamond ring
He said man I know this must hurt

I saw her the next day at Dee Dee’s
At a Christmas party
I just said I wish you well
And to this day that still haunts me

If I’d only told her how I felt
Maybe that would have helped
She’d have run away with me
At least that’s what I tell myself

Lie to myself

Chorus:
Talking about Julia Taylor’s Blues
Feels a lot like paying dues
To some club where I don’t belong
How can a broken heart last this long

Bridge:
Fact is that I never had a chance
Some folks sit while others dance
All this time I’ve been stuck in my tracks
While Julia never looks back

Chorus:
Talking about Julia Taylor’s Blues
Feels a lot like paying dues
To some club where I don’t belong
How can a broken heart last this long

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I See Through Myself

Yeah I’m doing all right
I haven’t missed a beat
I don’t stare at the phone
Or miss your kisses sweet

I go out every night
I’ve got lots of new friends
Our chapter is over
And a new one begins

Chorus:
I can still lie to you
Just like I used to do
But when I look at myself I can see
That I can’t lie to me
I see through myself

Yeah maybe I was wrong
For giving up on us
I can’t beat myself up
By dwelling on what was

Ever since you’ve been gone
I’ve been painting the town
With brushes in both hands
No one to hold me down

Chorus:
I can still lie to you
Just like I used to do
But when I look at myself I can see
That I can’t lie to me
I see through myself

Bridge:
Yeah I can see right through myself
Things I hide from everyone else
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the biggest fool of all

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