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When You’re Sitting at the Bar

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Copyright Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey
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Like Glass into Sand Video

Lyrics

So the tree one of my security cameras was on fell during a recent storm, and I had an aiming fail when I reinstalled it. So I made a music video for one of my favorite Jeffrey/Newsome songs.

Copyright Ronnie Jeffrey & Kent Newsome
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Bloodshot Eyes

Lyrics

Copyright Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey
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Ghosts


I’m wandering down these empty streets
Worn out shoes and blisters on my feet
All the roads that led me out of this town
Keep on calling me, bringing me right back around

I can see some old familiar places
But I sure miss all the friendly faces
That used to smile in passing on the street
Why won’t these memories just let me be

Chorus:
I can shake the sand from my shoes
But I can’t shake off these sandhill blues
Ghosts from my past are never far behind
The cloud my eyes and they haunt my mind
I thought they’d disappear with time
Oh, but I can’t seem to leave my ghosts behind

Every step I take is so bittersweet
When pieces of my past fall incomplete
It’s like some crazy game of lost & found
When the sentimental fool comes back to town

Chorus:
I can shake the sand from my shoes
But I can’t shake off these sandhill blues
Ghosts from my past are never far behind
The cloud my eyes and they haunt my mind
I thought they’d disappear with time
Oh, but I can’t seem to leave my ghosts behind

Bridge:
I keep on trying to run
But I’m not even sure what I’m running from
Maybe it’s time to let go of this fear
Of what I’ve been hiding from for all these years

I guess the one thing I wish I knew
Am I home or only passing through
Are these memories leading me astray
Or trying to help me find my way

Chorus:
I can shake the sand from my shoes
But I can’t shake off these sandhill blues
Ghosts from my past are never far behind
The cloud my eyes and they haunt my mind
I thought they’d disappear with time
Oh, but I can’t seem to leave my ghosts behind

They keep on haunting me…
They keep on following me…

Copyright Joe Middleton and Kent Newsome
All Rights Reserved

Recorded by: Idlewilde South

Your Turn to Fall

Your Turn to Fall

I’m not sure why I came back here
There’s nothing for me here but memories
We fell in love on that dance floor
You broke my heart by the front door
Now you say you’ve been thinking about me

It seems like only yesterday
We were just a couple of young lovebirds
Even though I still miss you some
Most of my hurtin’s been done
All I have for you are these simple words

Chorus:
Your face is familiar
But I can’t recall your name girl
You say you’re a friend of mine
Well you know it’s such a strange world
All my friends have become strangers
And you’re the strangest one of all
What goes around comes around
And now it’s your turn to fall

For a while after you left me
I didn’t think that I would make it through
But as I slowly recovered
I finally discovered
That I’m a lot better off without you

Now you think you can get me back
With some sweet lies and the touch of your hand
And while I can be slow to learn
I don’t want to be twice burned
What part of these words don’t you understand

Bridge:
Now that I am feeling stronger
Maybe it won’t be much longer
Until I won’t answer your call
Now that it’s your turn to fall

Chorus:
Your face is familiar
But I can’t recall your name girl
You say you’re a friend of mine
Well you know it’s such a strange world
All my friends have become strangers
And you’re the strangest one of all
What goes around comes around
And now it’s your turn to fall

Copyright Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey
All Rights Reserved

Your Love and Whiskey Drinks

Your Love and Whiskey Drinks

It’s almost midnight
I’ve still got some cash
I think I’ll drink it up
I think I’ll get smashed
Two hours to last call
I’ve got to act fast
Your love and whiskey drinks
They don’t ever last

Chorus:
Like the warm summer sun
At the end of the day
Like the face in a dream
That you know cannot stay
Like the high that you get
From a shot or a wink
These things never last
Your love and whiskey drinks

I use the bottle
To keep holding on
To the feelings we shared
Before you were gone
But it’s just a crutch
I know it won’t last
The joy comes so quickly
And leaves just as fast

Bridge:
I’m in need of a feeling tonight
A glimmer of hope in a cold and dark night
I’m looking for something I’ve lost
I’m looking for a bridge that I’ve crossed

Chorus:
Like the warm summer sun
At the end of the day
Like the face in a dream
That you know cannot stay
Like the high that you get
From a shot or a wink
These things never last
Your love and whiskey drinks

Copyright Kent Newsome and Bob Clay
All Rights Reserved

Why Won’t You Set Me Free

Why Won’t You Set Me Free

Here you come walking through the door
Just like last night and the night before
I smell the whiskey on your breath
I know you’ve been with someone else

Tell me what I ever did to you
To make you treat me so damn cruel
If hurting me is in your plans
There’s something I don’t understand

Chorus:
Why won’t you set me free
When it’s the right thing to do
Try to think about me
You know I’d do it for you
If I say please, will you tell me
Why won’t you set me free

Even when you’re at home with me
I can tell you don’t want to be
You say you’re going out for a beer
You’re going any place but here

Every time I hear that door close
It hurts me more than you’ll ever know
I wonder if you’re coming back
And I can’t take much more of that

Chorus:
Why won’t you set me free
When it’s the right thing to do
Try to think about me
You know I’d do it for you
If I say please, will you tell me
Why won’t you set me free

Bridge:
Have a little sympathy
For this old heart of mine
Look me in the eyes
While I ask you one more time

Chorus:
Why won’t you set me free
When it’s the right thing to do
Try to think about me
You know I’d do it for you
If I say please, will you tell me
Why won’t you set me free

Copyright Kent Newsome and Bob Clay
All Rights Reserved

West Virgina

West Virgina

I got an email from West Virginia
This girl I hadn’t heard from in years
Sent me a picture of the guy I used to be
We floated down that ol’ New River
But somebody else took the plunge
We drifted apart until she lost sight of me

We had some high times back then
All good things must come to an end
Sort of majestic and kinda grand
No place for a working man

Chorus:
Just because I punch a clock
Doesn’t mean I can’t tell time
It’s too late for West Virginia
North Carolina suits me fine

I’m gonna write her back before long
If my fingers can find the right words
Maybe I’ll send along a picture of my wife
She looks like you but she’s much nicer
And she treats me like a million bucks
What else do you want to know about my new life

We had some high times back then
All good things must come to an end
Sort of majestic and kinda grand
No place for a working man

Chorus:
Just because I punch a clock
Doesn’t mean I can’t tell time
It’s too late for West Virginia
North Carolina suits me fine

Copyright Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey
All Rights Reserved

Troubadour

Troubadour

I call myself a troubadour
And I play from town to town
I’m a regular one man band
With that classic country sound

I sell my tapes at all my shows
You get three for fifteen bucks
I used to be the next big thing
Now I’m just a never was

Chorus:
Twenty years ago they told me
That I was taking off
On the way to fame and fortune
I guess that I got lost
Everyone used to tell me
You’re going to be a star
Well I guess this star has faded
Into a country troubadour

I didn’t read the first contract
Some Nashville suit gave to me
Now they tell me all of my songs
Belong to some company

Bridge:
So I play these honky tonks,
County fairs and VFW halls
I sing lots of Hank Snow songs
And the Wabash Cannonball
I can sing lots of Hank Snow songs
And the Wabash Cannonball

It’s not the never making it
That weighs heavy on my soul
It’s too many what could have beens
And all these we’ll never knows

Chorus:
Twenty years ago they told me
That I was taking off
On the way to fame and fortune
I guess that I got lost
Everyone used to tell me
You’re going to be a star
Well I guess this star has faded
Into a country troubadour

Copyright Kent Newsome and Toby Darling
All Rights Reserved

Wait on Me (Waitress No. 3)

Wait on Me (Waitress No. 3)

When we met she was a waitress
Over at the Do Drop Inn
I dropped in and she bummed me out
By talking ’bout her boyfriends
She said here are your french fries
I said forget all those guys
She grinned and said
What guys are you talking about

We walked out on the patio
We were gazing at the stars
When truck full of drunk rednecks
Lost control and smashed my car
They took off in a full run
Which is what I should have done
Cause sometimes things
Don’t turn out the way we expect

Chorus:
All of my friends said She’s sweet on you
She gave me extra french fries
And lots of free beer too
Then she called me a cab
Me and my car were smashed
I said are you working tomorrow
If you are I’m coming back
Cause you’re the finest waitress
That I have ever seen
And I have loved a waitress
Won’t you please wait on me
Waitress number three

I woke up the next afternoon
With a waitress on my brain
The worst hangover on record
And a certain hunger pain
I thumbed back to the diner
To grab a bite and find her
I had visions
Of the meals she would cook for me

Chorus:
All of my friends said She’s sweet on you
She gave me extra french fries
And lots of free beer too
Then she called me a cab
Me and my car were smashed
I said are you working tomorrow
If you are I’m coming back
Cause you’re the finest waitress
That I have ever seen
And I have loved a waitress
Won’t you please wait on me
Waitress number three

The folks at the Do Drop Inn
I thought she’d be glad to see me
But she bummed me out again
She said of all my boyfriends
You are only one of them
Guess she wasn’t
Quite as sweet on me as it seemed

Chorus:
All of my friends said She’s sweet on you
She gave me extra french fries
And lots of free beer too
Then she called me a cab
Me and my car were smashed
I said are you working tomorrow
If you are I’m coming back
Cause you’re the finest waitress
That I have ever seen
And I have loved a waitress
Won’t you please wait on me
Waitress number three

Copyright Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey
All Rights Reserved

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    Kent Newsome (BMI) is a recorded songwriter who has been writing songs for over thirty years. He writes traditional country, alt. country, rock and blues. He has written songs on commercial recordings throughout the United States and Europe.

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  • History

    Err Bear Music, Inc. (BMI) (in this case Err rhymes with her) is a publishing company Kent Newsome formed in 1977, when his first song was recorded. Err Bear Music continues to administer the majority of Kent's catalog. If you're looking for some great songs for your next recording project, listen you our full length online demos via the Song Index pages above, or request a demo MP3. We'll send you some great songs for your next record.

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