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Cactus Flower
03:20
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“Cactus Flower”
There’s a scarecrow in the field
And it’s wearing my clothes
I stare into its eyes
And hitch on down the road
The clouds begin to break
And I take off my hat
Wash my face in the rain
And let my troubles roll off my back
And the cactus flower
In the heat and dry dirt
Where beauty rarely blooms
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
40 year old skin
Leather and dust
All the joy in my soul
Trying to keep it from rust
Fried and forgotten
Dreams disappear like steam
Looking for some hope
In a town that’s so mean
And the cactus flower
In the heat and dry dirt
Where beauty rarely blooms
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
Pretty petals in the sun
Purple and pink for everyone
And the cactus flower
In the heat and dry dirt
Where beauty rarely blooms
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
In this land of hurt
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2. |
Jamila Rose
03:23
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Jamila Rose, Jamila Rose
When I kissed you goodnight I knew something was wrong
I said, stick around 10 more minutes, the VJ is gonna play our song
Jamila Rose, Jamila Rose
I heard you didn’t go to work today
I ran into your brother at the meat and 3 out on Bandera Highway
And you know that I love you
And you know that I care
There’s an apartment for rent above the pizza parlor that you and I can share
Jamila Rose, Jamila Rose
I would walked with you arm and arm
Through the protest signs and the storms
Jamila Rose, Jamila Rose
When I see my future I see you
And the road this will just another thing we got through
And you know that I love you
And you know that I care
There’s an apartment for rent above the pizza parlor that you and I can share
There’s an apartment for rent above the pizza parlor that you and I can share
There’s an apartment for rent above the pizza parlor that you and I can share
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3. |
Cutting Down the Country
04:29
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“Cutting Down the Country”
Every day coming home from work, I drive past the Old King Ranch
140 acres, man, that’s some big heritance
And I know one man’s palace is another man’s prison
But it still makes me kind of sick to see it get sold off and turned into subdivisions
Over on Jacob’s Ridge, there was a 4-way stop
Where all these 100 year old Live Oaks covered every lot
Now they’re gone and it’s a drug store, a vape shop, and a bank
And I’m no tree-hugger, but I’d like to knock it all down with a tank
They’re cutting down the country
They’re cutting down the country
They’re cutting down the country
And it won’t grow back
I don’t blame the builders working their $10 an hour gigs
And I don’t blame the landowners who sold it to those real estate pigs
It took generations to get here and just 10 years to erase
And everyone just keeps shopping & shopping with blank stares on their face
So now we can drive our car payment to house payment to our credit card payment to our job
And stare at our phones until our body is a blob
Oh look, we got a cookie cutter town in a cookie cutter city
We’re all gonna be so much happier now that everything looks so shitty
They’re cutting down the country
They’re cutting down the country
They’re cutting down the country
And it won’t grow back
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4. |
Here With You
04:31
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“Here With You”
If the nighttime is too goddamn dark
And the daylight has lost all of its spark
And the noonday demon has left its mark
I’ll still be here, here with you
I remember the Gulf Coast Keys
Blew away our voices in the breeze
And our good love fell ill with disease
But you were still here, still here with me
And year after year
Day after day
We lose track of the bad as our love decides to stay
And page after page
Read in the candlelight
I can see all the words you want me to say tonight
And the morning, we heard that Prince died
Just a stranger, but together we cried
His music so joyful, but he struggled in life
As you stood here, here with me
And year after year
Day after day
We lose track of the bad as our love decides to stay
And page after page
Read in the candlelight
I can see all the words you want me to say tonight
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5. |
Burning Daylight
03:30
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The crop duster flies overhead
And we’re broke down on the side of the road
It’s spraying chemicals in the air
And we’re down here learning how to grow
281 to Johnson City
Lavender Lemonade in Blanco
This flat tire is slowing us down
And we’ve still got a long way to go, long way to go
Burning Daylight
Burning Daylight
Burning Daylight
At night time you can’t see the sights
Burning Daylight
Look over my shoulder, cars whizzing past
Nobody stops to help or offer a ride
Cops and Truckers, SUVs full of kids
Seems like the whole world is out for a Sunday drive
Got bottled water, The Wild & the Innocent on cassette
A bag of apples and one good spare
Whole lotta people wanna go to the same place
But there’s so many ways of getting there, of getting there.
Burning Daylight
Burning Daylight
Burning Daylight
At night time you can’t see the sights
Burning Daylight
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6. |
Dead Man's Shoes
03:43
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Look in the mirror and everything felt wrong
All I had was just spit and a song
Woke up late to a fire alarm
10 years later, more burns than scars
12 bar brain and 12 bar blues
Now you know what living can do
Now you know what living can do
I feel like I’m walking in Dead Man’s Shoes
Roof overhead and food on my plate
Blow out the candles on my birthday cake
Another wish that’ll never come true
Another year without a clue
12 bar brain and 12 bar blues
Now you know what living can do
Now you know what living can do
I feel like I’m walking in Dead Man’s Shoes
What doesn’t kill you will make you stronger
But that just makes the pain last longer
In a world so hopeless and often cruel
Get out of bed, turn on the lights
Pick your poison to make this feel right
Every day takes its toll
So here’s a toast to things we can’t control
12 bar brain and 12 bar blues
Now you know what living can do
Now you know what living can do
I feel like I’m walking in Dead Man’s Shoes
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7. |
I Watched You Pray
03:13
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8. |
Bed of Memories
03:37
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Tell me ‘bout the nights that you placed bad bets
Tell me ‘bout the men, baby, that you regret
Just like you I’ve got old mistakes
Old lovers haunt me that can’t be erased
Bed of Memories, baby
Bed of Memories in our sleep
Bed are Memories, baby
Broken hearts tucked into our sheets
Broken hearts tucked into our sheets
You know they built motels for nights like this
Two broke-down lovers in need of a kiss
And no one wants these bad dreams again
And in the morning, we won’t let the embers dim
Bed of Memories, baby
Bed of Memories in our sleep
Bed are Memories, baby
Broken hearts tucked into our sheets
Broken hearts tucked into our sheets
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9. |
Reach for You
02:59
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And I don’t know how to fight the madness
Till I reach for you, reach for you
I see your face and I want your touch
I reach for you
The air conditioner’s overheating
But it isn’t louder than my heart beating
When I reach for you, reach for you
I see your face and I want your touch
I reach for you
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, I need you so
Tell me why, tell me why, as if I don’t know
Cause I know, I won’t let you go
Late at night and in the morning
In the calm and in the storming
I reach for you, I reach for you
I see your face and I want your touch
I reach for you
I see your face and I want your touch
I reach for you
I see your face and I want your touch
I reach for you
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10. |
Devil's Backbone Bar
02:38
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Beyond the scrub trees of Canyon Lake
You don’t have to go too far
The salt-of-the-earth on their way into a hearse
At the Devil’s Backbone Bar
Built with stones and held up by drunks
They don’t take credit cards
Or hipsters or yuppies or those without regrets
At the Devil’s Backbone Bar
Located outside the town of Purgatory
Be careful where you drive your car
There’s winding cliffs and professional drunks
At the Devil’s Backbone Bar
Hey, hey, don’t take me away
I can walk home by the North Star
But I failed to notice that it’s still daylight
Outside Devil’s Backbone Bar
The jukebox here is full gems
No one listens to NPR
They got Haggard and Coe and a little Billy Joel
At the Devil’s Backbone Bar
They don’t serve liquor, only beer
But you can bring your own mason jar
You can share it for free, but they’ll charge you for ice
At Devil’s Backbone Bar
You know me, I like to have a good time
Read about it my memoir
Or watch me double-fisting on a Tuesday night
At Devil’s Backbone Bar
Hey, hey, don’t take me away
I can walk home by the North Star
But I failed to notice that it’s still daylight
Outside the Devil’s Backbone Bar
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11. |
I Walked Here
04:24
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I walked past a tree that bore no fruit
So I found a bucket and pumped a well to water its roots
Then I met a man who heard my sad tale
He listened for days and days until we agreed that I was well.
And I heard your voice calling out from our destination
You said, “I’m already here. Take your time, babe, I’ve got the patience.”
Cause I walked here, I walked here, I walked here
My legs are tired and it took me years
Got knocked down by the wind and I watched a stranger cry
But I was too busy dusting off my jeans to take the time to ask him why
But I got another chance to pull my head out of my ass
And just as I took his hand, I met compassion in a flash
And I walked here, I walked here, I walked here
My legs are tired and it took me years
And my guiding star is behind the clouds
And my voice is lost in the crowd
But your heart is beating so loud
Yeah, here I come, here I come…
Around the bend I see the end, hear the cheers at the finish line
But I’m still not who I want to be, so with your love, I’ll keep trying
And I walked here, I walked here, I walked here
My legs are tired and it took me years
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Jerry David DeCicca Bulverde, Texas
JDD is a singer/songwriter living in the Texas Hill Country.
He is also the producer of outsider
songwriter albums by Ed Askew (Tin Angel), Larry Jon Wilson (w/ Jeb Loy Nichols), Chris Gantry (Drag City), Will Beeley (Tompkins Square), and an unreleased album by Bob Martin (Midwest Farm Disaster).
He makes his living working in social services and lives in the rural town of Bulverde, Texas.
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