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ROAD TO RED POINT
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All songs c Gallup/Gallway (Flyaway Hair, Gallway Bay Music, ASCAP) except "Up In The County" c Peter Gallway (Gallway Bay Music, ASCAP) . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

1. The Other Road
2. Just Think Back
3. Up In The County
4. Scarlett
5. Texas Burning
6. UnderThose Trees
7. Road To Red Point
8. Remember
9. Cape Rouge
10. Far Distant Shore

 

The Other Road

I went back to the moment when I made my choice
Knowing how my story ends
And I took the other road instead
Found you there still waiting for me

My love, I said, what a sad dream I’ve had
I know what nobody should know
The one I chose broke my heart and bones
And left me there to die alone

Your eyes were wise from the years gone by
Though it seemed as though not a day had passed
You took me back, unwound my story
And I fell asleep in your arms

And I dreamed that love goes on and on
I dreamed love lasts for generations
Our children’s children’s footprints
Walking down the Red Point road

My love, I said, I’m weary and I’m sorry
I know this light is going to fade
Remember me, I won’t forget
The love we might have had

 

Just Think Back

Just think back to your very first song
Maybe mama walked out and left the radio on
Or your daddy drove fast in his midnight Ford
From your seat in the back, a particular chord
With a do run run run, boo boop a doo
Rolling over you

Just think back to that very first tune
Lights up bright in the living room
And the TV news got your mama in tears
And the song that played haunts you all these years
True as the road that leads you home
On a stormy night
Just think back, just think back
Make everything all right

I picked up a guitar, I was seven or nine
And I curled my lip, belt buckle to the side
When I struck that chord, I said thank you, lord
And I played that song a thousand times,
And every time was the very first time

Just think back, just think back
Hold on tight
Just think back, just think back
Make everything all right

Just think back to that very first beat
When you found your way, and you found your feet
They took you walking, in the Memphis heat
All the open doors, swinging on Beale Street
With a do run run run doo boop a doo
Rolling over you

Just think back, just think back
Hold on tight
Just think back, just think back
Make everything all right

Just think back, just think back
Leave the radio on
Just think back, just think back
It’s your very first song

 

Up In The County

Up in the county it’s colder than Satan
Darkness comes early and it’s too far to town
Up in the county everyone’s family
And the sky is so big that the stars settle down

Well my daddy went wrong when I was a youngster
My mama went crazy I was raised on the farm
With grandma and grandpa on 600 acres
Everyone liked me they still call me son
Your summers are busy you work like a demon
Your burden is heavy and your time’s not your own
But up in the county you’re closer to heaven
And I swear there’s salvation when you die with your own

Up in the county…

When the day turns to shadow in the cool of the evening
Bedtime comes early and me I can’t sleep
What I wouldn’t give for the least bit of company
A body that’s warm and someone to keep
They say a good car is freedom but is freedom the problem
They say a car’s like a woman I say it’s not quite the same
When sleep overtakes me and I’m dreaming of glory
In the morning let a good woman call me by name

Up in the county…

One springtime came early and the rains were upon us
The river got nasty and some took their leave
But grandma and grandpa and me and the horses
We stood to the waters and the floods let us be
Now when I die in this county don’t let me be sorry
Don’t let me be angry or let me be mean
Just let me lie restful like those gone before me
Let them speak words about me that leave me in peace

Because up in the county…

 

Scarlett

The way she steps from the shower makes you think
Of Scarlett O’Hara descending the stair
You’re lying in bed in the twisted sheet
With time on your hands, too much time not to care
That time is all you’ve got that’s your own
‘Cause there’s nobody hiring in this southern town
Where can you turn when the bank calls the loan
And your whole world burns down?

Here she comes wrapped in a towel
Turning around as it drops to the floor
She pulls on her jeans and your snap-up shirt
Sings the same old song she was singing before
You want to shake her until she believes you
But you know when it all comes down she’s going to leave you
For someone who has something better to give
You say Scarlett, you call her Scarlett

It runs deep, and it gets you
She tosses her hair and turns
And you remember lying together
By the flickering screen as Atlanta burned
You say Scarlett, you call her Scarlett
As she turns her face up for a kiss

Was anything ever certain
Was it an illusion designed to deceive you
All the fights and all the bourbon
All the making up and making love and making believe

It runs deep, and it gets you
She tosses her hair and turns
And you remember lying together
By the flickering screen as Atlanta burned
You say Scarlett, you call her Scarlett
As she turns her face up for a kiss

The way she steps from the shower makes you think
Of Scarlett O’Hara descending the stair
In another time, and you reach for a drink
You have time on your mind, and who the hell cares
If time is all you’ve got to give
Time means nothing in this southern town
Who can you call when you’ve no place to live
And everything’s burned to the ground
You say Scarlett, I’ll call you Scarlett

 

Texas Burning

“This town looks unreal, like a movie set” says Byron
I hear sirens in the distance. I have been hearing sirens in the distance for days
And it’s true; the town looks unreal in the strange flat light of the dull red sun
In the haze from the wildfires

Texas is burning, Texas is burning, such beautiful country

We’ve driven to the Colorado river bluff at dusk
To see the inferno for ourselves
“It’s a black and white movie with flames painted on” says Byron
And I say “Why is Texas burning?”
Although I know about the drought, the wind, the heat,
I know about the science of fire
I’m looking for design, a sign of prophesy, but no
The fires burn mindless, bloodless, artless, out of control

Texas is burning, Texas is burning, such beautiful country

Rafael is back and he’s safe.
He was out with the volunteer fire fighters
As the winds whipped a hundred foot wall of flames towards the city
“The fire moved so fast it was insane, insane,” he says,
“And at the edge of town the walls of the houses were so hot,
Paper inside began burning by itself.”
He sits at my kitchen table and rubs his eyes
“Normally,” he says, “we are ready for it all.
But against this, he says, no.
Against this, we are so small.”

Texas is burning, Texas is burning, such beautiful country

 

Under Those Trees

We will meet again under those trees
When the sun goes down slips an ace up your sleeve
The river will rise and the levee will hold
As the crows fly away
.
I never took to the Bible but the words ring true
It’s a hell of a story when you’re lonely or blue
Life is a hard road to travel but we struggle and try 
And will sleep in comfort when we die

I was born in the country, she was raised in town
I saw her sweet face and started coming around
Just a boy on a bike wishing he was a man
What she already knew I came to understand

Oh we will meet again under those trees
When the sun goes down slips an ace up your sleeve
The river will rise and the levee will hold
As the crows fly away

I got a taste for whisky but I laid it down
She never let go, worked her hands to the bone
I rode the freights north for a long month or two
Stumbled home to the woman who suffered a fool

Took a job for the county, nights scribbled my songs
She cried like a child when our old dog passed on
We hung in there together when we were hung out to dry
And on the cold cold nights she laid me down

What can I say except all things pass
She caught a fever and took to her bed
I lit a tall candle, a cool cloth for her brow
And she closed her eyes, said, listen now…

We will meet again under those trees
When the sun goes down slips an ace up your sleeve
The river will rise and the levee will hold
As the crows fly away

I never took to the Bible but the words ring true
It’s a hell of a story when you’re lonely or blue
Life is a hard road to travel but we struggle and try 
And will sleep in comfort when we die

 

Road to Red Point

All summer long when it went so wrong
You didn’t look back, you held your tongue
Just me and you in your rust red dodge
Backing out with the headlights off

You stood tall, never took the fall
No I shouldn’t have seen what I won’t recall
The roads so dry, the dust devils roll
And the sun set down like a fireball

On the road to Red Point the wind blew through the pines
On the road to Red Point I crossed a crooked line
Learned a man might plan but the dice will roll
The road to Red Point claimed my soul

You faced the things you had to do
Raised me up and saw me through
Plenty just best left unsaid
Until silence broke and flowed blood red

I hated you then, what can I say
But you held my eye and never looked away
Well, a man is just a man in the end
And it was then I could not save you, I could not save you

On the road to Red Point the wind blew through the pines
On the road to Red Point I crossed a crooked line
Well, a man might plan but the dice will roll
The road to Red Point claimed my soul

I remember you now and I always will
From that blood red summer when time stood still
You are my father; I am my father’s son
I’m carrying on what you left undone

On the road to Red Point the wind blew through the pines
On the road to Red Point I crossed a crooked line
Well, a man might plan but the world rolls away
The road to Red Point leads to judgment day

 

Remember

I remember you on the road to Red Point
Driving past the pines, past O’Hara’s juke joint
Storm rolling in, dark above the hills
The song that played on the radio haunts me still

I remember you in the haze of a long night
Picking up your guitar in the morning light
Your snap up shirt, your four day stubble
I remember making up, making love, making trouble

I remember you in the Memphis heat
Lying in bed in the twisted sheet
My love, you said, I’m weary and I’m sorry
All things pass, I said, but it’s one hell of a story

I remember you, in a smoky haze
How you gathered me in, never looked away
Times you stumbled home, times you laid me down
Times that mean nothing in this burning town

I remember you on the Red Point road
Wind blew through the pines, and the crow’s cries echoed
Storm rolling in, dark above the hills
The song on the radio haunts me still

I remember you on the road to Cape Rouge
The empty streets, your devil tattoo
Times you stumbled home, times you laid me down
Times that mean nothing in this burning town

I remember you

 

Cape Rouge

It wasn’t hard to love him but still I did it badly
Tapping at his window in the haze of a late night coming down
To sleep it off curled like a chrysalis against his back
I’d wake at some unholy hour to hear him singing in the shower
Even then I loved that sound

There were times, good god, I’d have died crossing the road
Except he took my hand and made all right everything I made all wrong
Like a wise good shepherd, or like my own mother never could
I was a kite in the wind and he was the one gathered me in
All the thanks he ever got are in this song

I remember you on the road to Cape Rouge
You knew all the words to every song
And I sang along until I knew them too
I want to tell you it’s still true
Wherever you are in this beautiful blue world
I would be lost if not for you

I don’t know why we drifted. I just remember waking
In my own bed on a clear blue morning, thinking, I don’t even know
Where he is, so long since I needed him to save me from myself
As if he took me by the hand until I was strong enough to stand
On my own, then he knew how to let me go

I remember you on the road to Cape Rouge
You knew all the words to every song
And I sang along until I knew them too
I want to tell you it’s still true
Wherever you are in this beautiful blue world
I would be lost if not for you

 

The Far Distant Shore

When we stand on the far distant shore
Hand in hand we will not stumble
Hear the sound of Gabriel’s horn
And we will know peace at last

The hills and towns are dark with shadows
The wind blows through the pines
On empty streets windows rattle
And fruit dies on the vine
Once this land was wild and open
Once starlight filled the night
Once we felt the seasons turning
And knew the sparrow’s flight

And when we stand on that far distant shore…

Still we are sisters and brothers
Fathers sons from mother’s born
We are broken and forgiven
We’re the shelter, and the storm
And when our world is torn by thunder
And flashing splits the night
Trust in spirit and in wonder
With open heart, eyes open wide

And when we stand on that far distant shore…

When the night turns to morning
When the moon descends the sky
Let our children’s children wake
Healthy, full of grace, and wise
All as one we’ll walk together
Arm in arm as equals all
And let no one disdain another
That the words reflect us all

For when we stand on the far distant shore
Hand in hand we will not stumble
Hear the sound of Gabriel’s horn
And we will know peace
We will know peace at last