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Songs From The WellSpring

by Martin Gibson

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Front Porch Flyers Martin Gibson ©2006 I was sittin’ on my front porch makin’ up a bluegrass song I take my slug I pass the jug I fiddle all night long She hit me in the head with a fryin’ pan She’d been workin’ all night long She was bringin’ home the bacon on her way to her second job She knocked me off my rocker and right on down the stairs This poor fiddle and me went flyin’ right out in mid-air Cuz I was sittin’ on my front porch makin’ up a bluegrass song I take my slug I pass the jug I fiddle all night long (like this) She was the purtiest gurl in Tennessee when I first took her on I didn’t know she had twelve kids till I got her home And now she’s got religion she wants to change my tune Her Daddy’s got a shotgun said the wedding starts at noon Spoken (Oh my.. not this time.. unh-uh .. I gots my on tune.. and it goes like this…) We wake up every mornin’ and again in the afternoon Why we’ll wake up ‘bout any ol’ time someone’s servin’ food And we ain’t done no chores since 1984 When it gets stinkin’ high to heaven We’ll come pick on your porch next door! And we’ll be sittin’ on your front porch makin’ up a bluegrass song We take our slugs we pass the jug we fiddle all night long.. Ahh..hah!
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Song From The Wellspring ©2009 Martin Gibson A soul takes flight before the dawn A healing spirit lies within the song My reason to come to the well My reason makes it clear As I breathe the morning air I’ll be waiting for you here Inside your soul, there lies the river Above the clouds, there is a clear cool stream A distant calling, a high and lonesome sound Songs from the Wellspring Comes like whispers in my dreams Songs from the Wellspring Comes like whispers in my dreams Break Now, let’s all draw up the song A toast to satisfy our thirsting souls Our reason to come near the well If our reasons are sincere And our understandings clear We’ll all be standing there In my dreams I’m flyin’, up the holler on the breeze Until the whirlwind, takes me to my knees When I land back in my room I hear the call Songs from the Wellspring Comes like whispers in my dreams Songs from the Wellspring Comes like whispers in my dreams
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I’ll Be Back In No Time Martin Gibson ©2006 When my wife needs something’ from the store I volunteer and that’s for sure I tell her honey stay behind take a bath drink some wine I’ll be back in no time Well I’ll get the milk and the butter and the bread just lay down in that tub girl go rest your head From this labor I will save ya kick back and read the paper I’ll be Back in No time 1st Chorus Cuz when I walk in through those doors I know I’ll find and that’s for sure The prettiest girls with their men at home and there I stand all alone I make the girls smile when I walk through the isles and they make me sigh as I walk by I just like standin’ in line and makin’ some time And I’ll be back in no time 2nd Chorus Cuz when he walks in through those doors he knows he’ll find and that’s for sure The prettiest girls with their men at home and there he stands all alone He makes the girls smile when he walks through the isles and he makes them sigh as he walks by He just likes standin’ in line and makin’ some time And he’ll be back in no time Sorry I was late but I had a flat tire I hit all the red lights and the car caught fire And not just that I forgot the grocery sacks so I’ll be back in no time 1st Chorus
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My Friend Gypsy Martin Gibson ©2006 My Friend Gypsy he wants to be a cowboy someday Ride through the desert, as the sun is falling to the purple haze at twilight My Friend Gypsy he lives in a daydream all day Waits for the time to come so he can hit the trail and sing the songs that he’ll make up on the way Chorus Goodbye Gypsy I hope to see you again someday We’ll Drink some beer and dance with the girls that you left behind Or if I had a pony I’d be on the trail behind you Catchin’ up to you in Indian style But Gypsy remember I’m catchin’ up to you in my mind Woh-oh! My Friend Gypsy he bought himself a horse you see But before he left he waved good-bye said he’s gonna’ name his horse after me My Friend Gypsy he lives in a daydream all day Chorus Well I’m catchin’ up to you.. Well I’m catchin’ up to you in my mind Woh-oh-oh
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The Last Cowboy Waltz Martin Gibson ©2006 The Last Cowboy stood at the end of the highway His poor horse shivered and shook from the cold From his ancient blue eyes, the tears start a wellin’ Sweet memories of the country and the land he did ride The Last Cowboy came to the heart of this city His poor old horse was too tired to ride Tall buildings and streetlights and big city highways Are the bones of old ranches and the good days gone by The Last Cowboy found some children at a playground His poor old horse they wanted to ride So he showed them his rope tricks and they all had a fine time Till the cops came and got him and his horse up and died Chorus Ropin’ and a wranglin’ cowpunchin’ and a brandin’ Was the only life that old cowboy knows Ridin’ that range through the cactus and the sage Or trackin’ strays through the high country snow Longhorns and Ranchin’ cattle drives and saddle trampin’ Come a ty-yi-yippie yi-yippie-yi-yo ayodeleee Now the Last cowboy stares out his nursing home window His poor old wheelchair, it’ steel and rubber that rolls From his ancient Blue eyes the tears start a wellin’ Sweet memories of the country and the land he did…. Back to chorus
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Tragedy 02:54
Tragedy Martin Gibson ©2006 It was a tragedy of the first degree When that woman first walked up to me Why did I get out of bed I shouldn’t never of said That I love you Yes I love you Well it’s a mystery to me what she wanted with me She was a girl with such a cold heart Like a commie regime she entered my dreams And took me over She took me over Chorus Well I’m in agony from the irony Of the way things turned out to be Don’t try for the heart of a girl who’s too smart Or you’ll put your life in jeopardy Yes you will uh huh Yes you will mmm hmm Yes you will.. Well it’s a catastrophe what happened to me The day she told me to walk out that door It oughta be a felony to be to free With good lovin’ With good lovin’ Chorus It’s a Tragedy It’s a Catastrophe Its’ a Mystery
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Lost Lovers Road Martin Gibson ©2006 Those broken hearts like mine. Those broken hearts like mine. I knew it was over, when we talked last night. The things you didn’t say, I knew they were right. But it’s okay I understand, Life takes many roads. But this broken heart of mine won’t let you go. I am for the ocean; toss my heart out on the sea, The tide will make my journey, I’ll forget about everything. I’ll go on down to Memphis. I’m off to New Orleans ‘Cause this broken heart of mine, lost everything Chorus Lost Lovers are traveling the loneliest of roads I can see them walking, ten thousand souls or more I can hear them weeping, they weren’t meant to be alone. And I can see them dreaming of what they had before. It’s been that way forever, and forever has its end. Friends can be lovers but lovers can’t be friends No more lies, you’ve got your life, I guess I’ll go find mine. Because a broken heart like mine, never cries I don’t no if I’m gonna tell you, I won’t see you anymore I don’t know if anyone’s’ told you, I‘m not answering my door. I guess I’ll go down to them, now I’m just like them... For this broken heart of mine, won’t ever mend. Chorus Those broken hearts like mine. Those broken hearts like mine. Never cry.
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Rocky Mountain Woman Martin Gibson ©2006 On Saturday night When my friends all come round’ We go out a drinkin’ In a honky-tonk town We’ll get Buck on the jukebox And we’ll spin the girls round’ Then a Rocky Mountain Woman She’ll be comin’ around Chorus Rocky Mountain Woman Come take me home This bar here’s a closing’ And my friends have all gone But I want one more whiskey And to hear one more song Rocky Mountain Woman She’ll be comin’ along (‘bout any time now) Belly up to the bar boys And dream of the farm That you’re drinkin’ away every night Honky-tonkin it ain’t livin’ It ain’t no good reason for forgetting’ How to come home before daylight Chorus Rocky Mountain Woman where have you gone? Rocky Mountain Woman well she’s been gone too long
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Premonitions 04:05
Premonitions Martin Gibson ©2006 Tornadoes are comin’ hide your children safe Get below the floor babe gonna’ blow your house away And where you gonna’ stay when your house gets blown away Warheads are comin’ it’s gonna’ come down hard Get below the floor babe it’ll land in your backyard And where you gonna’ stay when your country’s blown away Chorus You better check this out We really have no doubt That the world is nearly over And my friends can’t get sober You better look around Think like underground And we hope that you have found A better way Tears they are a comin’ woes are on mankind Get below the covers babe in the end you will be mine And where you gonna’ stay till I get there on that day Tribulation is coming’ the world it will be shaken Say goodbye to Mother Earth send your loved ones letters And where you gonna’ stay when your mind is blown away Chorus A better way… A better way…. Klick Kaboom!

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released December 31, 2006

All tracks written, produced and performed by Martin Gibson

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