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American Diary
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 Greg Joseph - Vocals, acoustic and electric guitar, baby sitar, baritone guitar, bass, loopsRandy Baumann - Piano on The Morning After, Mississippi Mud and Liquid WorldRyan Hertweck - Drums on Down the Aisle and DancelandRob James - Electric guitars on Mississippi Mud, The Morning After, Down the Aisle, Fool’s Paradise, Porsches, Jesus and Jeans and Tropical DepressDave Throckmorton - Drums on Liquid World and Mississippi Mudion baritone guitar on DancelandSean McDonald - Drums on Porsches, Jesus and Jeans, The Morning After and Two SuitsJordan Mroziak - Piano on The Morning After |
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| Mississippi Mud Almost thinkin’ about never coming back Scenery in front of me is more than white and black I know these lines get old but say This southern life can make me jaded I’ve got the Mississippi mud beneath the soles of my feet I feel the Tennessee moon rising over the trees And the radio’s picking up Delta Dawn And I’m singing at the top of my lungs I’m alive and I’m traveling light I’m alive on this one dog night I’ve never seen a sky so big and so wide I still picture it even when I close my eyes It followed me from Memphis to LA It didn’t take much to persuade me Sleeping the days away staying up all night The generator’s humming and somebody’s getting high It’s been one of those crazy nights don’t remember where I’ve been Feeling like death but now the sunshine’s creeping in We ate Krystal Burgers now I’m praying If I had my way well I’d be staying Back to Top Tropical Depression Abandoned cars on the side of the road Next to the fields with the cows and sugar cane grows Show me to the water Tahiti drums keep playing And the mele starts Hula girls are shakin’ With our feet in the sand Ooh dada lang, we sang songs about… Ooh dada lang, we sang songs about…. Ooh dada lang, we sang songs until the morning Sent from heaven smells from the kitchen Flames and fire blacken the fish There’s a song in the air There’s a part of me that’s crying There’s a piece of me denying That we’re never coming back Ooh dada lang, we sang songs about… Ooh dada lang, we sang songs together Ooh dada lang, we sang songs about… Ooh dada lang, we sang songs whenever And I’m left with this here Tropical Depression The stars in the sky are barely fittin’ Full moon nights, the pig is spittin’ But there’s a tear in my eye We walked down the street our last night together Thanks for the memory that lasts forever We’ll be gone in the morning So cash in your dreams and send me a letter To lose from trying is better than never Back to Top The Morning After Can I look you in the eyes, the morning after I’ll just slip outside and never say goodbye Should I laugh or should I cry, the morning after Will I remember where I parked It’s kind of sad, but it was dark I’m not sure what time I’d gone astray And you stood in such a way That said, let’s go misbehave I don’t know if I recall your name We spoke in tongues, how this would end, and if our pride would ever mend RU 486 depends, on what went down how and when Should I stop and say goodbye, the morning after I’ll just slip outside, forget we ever met Can I look you in the eyes, the morning after Will you still look the same I’ll take only half the blame There are nights that lead us all to deny Did I say something I’ll regret And how these sheets got soaking wet I’m trapped, your arms are wrapped around me tight If lust is the fire, then gin is the spark When the embers of tonight, are just dust after dark Apologies run through my head, nothing more, nothing less But that aside I must confess we did it all to excess Back to Top Two Suits Two suits, one for weddings The other for the funerals As years go by, I regret I wear one suit a little more I got your call, on my anniversary day This moment seemed so far away My knees went weak and I felt like crying My heart it turned broke and grey So take all the time it takes Learn to cry and learn to make mistakes Don’t let it bury you Your friends are always here to help see you through Come on, let’s move along You can walk slow through this sad, sad song Walk tall, keep moving on When my phone it rings in the middle of the night It scares me ‘cause it’s never good None worse than fate that walks uninvited I’m going to sleep with just one eye closed I have two suits, and I keep protesting The black one goes away But until then, let’s keep on dancing And then we’ll all pray for rain Come on, let’s move along You can walk slow through this sad, sad song Come on, keep moving on Broke down, though you’re not alone Back to Top Liquid World Caught you searching for answers At the bottom of a glass On a two legged bar stool, that teeters between Yesterday and the past Always cast out as the victim Bring your tears and violins Only one piece I offer, to you as my friend This is life and how you win I’ve been stand up, knocked down rolled around In my liquid world I’ve been kicked to the ground But I’ll never stand down I will rise up, stand up, run wild In my liquid world This is my liquid world Hear you’re fighting some new battle There’s nobody on the other side Except for your demons and fears, screaming in your ears, Make a mess of your mind Caught you running toward disaster Riding rough, crashing in When there’re six lanes of traffic, only four lanes of road You back it up, you start again Back to Top Porsches, Jesus and Jeans I’m never gonna live the past And I used to say that love won’t last All this, all this changing All this, all this rearranging One day I’ll realize what it was for But there’re three things in life never go out of style, Porsches, Jesus and Jeans Everything else passes by or turns to seed Born in motion gone in a flash, like a sleeping dog’s dream Three things in life don’t go out of style, Porsches, Jesus and Jeans I’ve questioned everything and what turned out And I cut myself jumping the fence And I say a dream is just a lie when tossed away But I find it makes for good suspense All this, all this changing All this, all this rearranging One man’s waste can be another man’s prize One that breaks down, one that flies One that fades, one never dies One gets better the more I get old All come in blue, so I’ve been told One takes wine, one takes oil Mix them both down, you’ll get bloody and soiled Stories inside, I’ll never tell One way to heaven, ten ways to hell Back to Top Simon’s Window There’s a light on up in Simon’s window Lies alone with his ceiling fan on One room flat with a sink and toaster oven Transom and a crooked picture on the wall I’ve fallen but you can’t walk over me, babe I’ve fallen but you can’t cross over me Born in the 50’s, lost in ‘67 Lives atop Woolworth’s five and dime in town He lies in bed and thinks, the green walls have no answers No rhyme or reason, why his life went wrong He took Cleveland to win the World Series For the past 30 years or more And his grandpa picked the South, his father picked the Russians And he picked Argentina, to win the Falklands war Son of a waitress, father owned an Edsel He had a Pinto ‘til it blew up in the back Voted for Mondale, love Ford and Rockefeller He said Nixon was the greatest of them all Sad and low and close to the ground Sad and low but not quite down What left him alone was his pride and libations Thought he had it all, regrets what’s left behind He had a wife, but they never came to reason I’m tired of always being wrong, and I’m tired of loving you…. Tired of always being wrong and I’m tired of loving you And now the light’s off, up in Simon’s window The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile He sleeps it off, the sink it is dripping Sad and low but you can’t put him down Back to Top Fool’s Paradise I want a taste of the good life I want to jump on the inside Where diamonds shine in the sunlight That’s gonna be my life Must’ve been a party going on around here last night I’m gonna walk in the moonlight tonight That’s where the wine and the water run clear We’re gonna soak in the fool’s paradise I sat and wondered a long time How I’ll say my goodbyes Then I went to the gates of the other side But they said access denied I said I might be sorry for leaving you all behind And the colors are just as green, looking back to the other side And what I thought was heaven, turned out to be more red I might be in over my head Back to Top The List You made my list, I hold it tight It’s hidden deep inside my books I add to it every night It comes from my heart, it makes me cry I can’t take this ridicule I can’t keep it locked inside You made my list I showed my friends They just laughed, it’s not a joke I’ll have the last laugh in the end It’s your last morning say goodbye No more learning time to cry If you’re lucky you were missed If you’re not you made my list You made my list, this bitter pill I never rode the short bus but you said Someday I likely will I feel alone, an absentee I’ve heard stories about your parties I’ve never been an invitee You made my list I’ll check it twice But in the end you know I’ll probably shoot anything in sight Now I’m stuck in this cold cell with robbers, dealers and a snitch I never thought in all my eighteen years that I’d be someone’s… It’s your last morning say goodbye No more learning time to cry What a nasty little twist That I’ve made somebody’s list Back to Top Danceland Go down to Danceland Hear the music see them dance It’s where mom and dad first met It’s where we smoked our first cigarette Go down here the band I went down to Danceland, stood out on the floor I saw Katie crying in the corner by the door She said no one loved her and I said I’m not so sure We went for a walk and ended up on her front porch The smell, the summer heat and popcorn popping, sailors say This was the best place to meet a girl come Saturday The marquee burned a million lights and blinked ‘til dawn the night away A girl sold gum and cigarettes but that’s long before my day All that remains is a photo from that place Of me and Katie kissing, that look upon her face They said that arson brought her down now a mall stands in her place I cried the day it burned, I cried when Katie left the state Back to Top Down the Aisle Say goodbye to my brother Mom and dad, friends and lover It was thirty years ago, I remember this place I was sent to the world with God’s saving grace Now I’ve left with you with a lot of days to wonder Will you carry me, down the aisle Will you bury me, down the aisle Will you pray for me, at the end of the aisle Jennifer, you’re always on my mind Four days to go, frozen in time Why you loved me I don’t know why You explained it to me and it made me cry Count the days and join me side by side Will you walk with me, down the aisle Will you marry me, down the aisle Will you dance with me, at the end of the aisle Fed the dogs, let out the cat Wish my bike didn’t have a flat Fixed the model plane that fell off the wall And run the Lionel just down the hall When you think of me, my brother, stop on by When you hear that train, that Dash-8 in the night I’ll look out for my home from across the field Through the corn and the trees where we laughed and heeled And all the lessons that we learned of wrong and right Will you laugh with me, down the aisle Please pray for me, down the aisle Sing one for me, at the end of the aisle Remember me Say goodbye for me Will you ride with me just one more mile Back to Top |
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