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The Rhythm And The Rhyme

by Boss Caine

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Ghosts and drunks Neon blue lit doorway, Friday 4am One more red eyed cigarette and I’ll hit the road again There’s rats down in the alley, and the moon for company But there’s only ghosts and drunks here, ghosts and drunks and me Got an all night café coffee, from a girl in love with lies A thousand hard luck stories in her big blue lonesome eyes Her dreams were always out there, where the sky it meets the sea But there’s only ghosts and drunks here, ghosts and drunks and me I’ve kissed mascara rivers, on my way out of the door Left a trail of broken hearts from here to evermore And it all adds up to nothing, just as far as I can see When there’s only ghosts and drunks here, ghosts and drunks and me There’s no one here but us, the ghosts, the drunks and me
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A slave to the song A scenario’s unfolding right before my very eyes Of a gentleman unyielding before he’s satisfied He’s got his mind upon the job, he’s got his eyes fixed on the prize He’s got his ass out on the road now He’s not about to be denied When he knows there’s something out there, it’s just waiting to be found Even with it’s weight on his shoulders this old world can’t keep him down Chorus He’s a song machine like you’ve never seen He’s as real as the day is long And he might be a master of his craft But he’s still a slave to the song Well I’ve seen the look in his eyes, sometimes joy, sometimes surprise At the noises he makes with that guitar when his fingers really fly You can call it fate or fortune, you can call it what you want to You can genuinely tell it’s what he was put on this Earth to do Chorus He’s played in bands that were better for it, but that’s not where his heart was at So he found his own voice, followed his own path, and went wherever he was led by that There’s been those who’ve tried to change him, but he’s master of his destiny And he knows just what he’s doing, and he’s never done wrong by me So I love him like a brother, and though he’s years younger than me The times I bow down to his wisdom now happen more and more frequently Chorus
3.
Kind of Loving She always calls me sweetheart, she’s my honey pie Always there by my side trying to keep me satisfied She always seems to worry but I’m not sure know what about She’s got the kind of loving I can’t live without She likes to sleep on the left side, so I lay on the right Holding her and watching her breathing as she sleeps throughout the night Times I’m going in circles, like I’m chasing my tail She puts me back on the right track and puts the wind back into my sails Chorus She spends all my money, she steals all my smokes She still tells me I’m funny and laughs at all my silly jokes We know each other back to front now, upside down and inside out She’s got the kind of loving I can’t live without She’s the life of the party, I’m the toast of the town Ever since the day that we met I knew for sure that I’d always want her around I’ve made my mistakes, well I’m just a man But even if she isn’t listening to me I know that she understands Chorus So I’m here up on the rooftops, clinging to chimney pots, screaming until my face turns blue that she’s got the kind of loving I need life without it just wouldn’t do
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Me and Lionel Ritchie Since you said what you said you’re so much less appealing I was up with Lionel dancing on the ceiling When you floored me with that phrase you coined We were doing fine, yeah we had possibilities Then you said what you said and now you’ve got me ill at ease You floored me with that phrase you coined Oh honey I wish you could’ve kept those words inside That’s my cue to leave now girl goodbye The night air was still, not a hint of a breeze At an all-night party on a balcony We were kissing in the moonlight, like black and white movie stars I guess it could be said we just got caught up in the moment If I’m guilty of a greater sin then come atonement I’ll pay the price, of telling love lies Oh honey I wish I could’ve kept those words inside That’s my cue to leave now, girl, goodbye You’ve been waiting on someone, you were thinking i could be that guy I’d take a chance on you girl but the stakes are too high We could’ve talked and danced and kissed and laughed But this is one conversation you don’t want to have with me I think it’s best if I just go If only all these words had come out of my mouth then We wouldn’t be in the situation that we’re in now And sorry just won’t cut it, girl I know If only I could ever get the right words out Maybe you’d understand what I’m all about I’ve been waiting on someone, and there’s a chance it could be you But the stakes are so high girl, what if we lose? But what if we win? And what have we got to lose? Nothing ever seems to change here but the shoes Am I just grasping for an alibi? My heart is beating faster as I turn to you I can’t think straight, I’m so damned confused I’m shaking like a leaf and I think that I know why And then you go and spoil it all By saying something stupid like I love you Since you said what you said you are even more appealing Me and Lionel Ritchie are dancing on the ceiling I love you girl, but you floored me with that phrase you coined
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Daisy chains It’s been a long time coming around, you and me out for fun I should’ve known better, should’ve anticipated everything coming undone But love is blind, and so am I, I’m stupid as the day is long For thinking anything I said tonight wouldn’t be wrong Is that the kettle boiling? A coffee would be just grand Must you really go to work today? Could we not make alternative plans? I’ve been wasted for weeks now, I just can't find my way home Maybe I’m better off stoned and on my own Is it Monday? Or is it Tuesday? These days weekends seem to last so long But it doesn’t really matter when it’s just like you say Just another day, and just another song There ain’t nothing out there I can find to mend this broken heart And I really didn’t want you to watch me as I fall apart, But I don’t know where I’m going to, I’m not sure I should be alone When the company I wish to escape from is my own I hope that I didn’t put on you, I didn’t mean to bring you down You know that you could always call on me if the table ever turns around The one we drank each other under once again Singing along to Emmylou and making daisy chains
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The Ballad of Left Hand Luke and Eleanor Louise Left hand Luke and Eleanor Louise came drifting through like a summers breeze They left us all down on our knees, but they said Next time round they’ll be marching to a different beat and they’d have us all up on our feet They said there’d be dancing in the street And the dancing, well it would go on until dawn And Eleanor Louise and Luke would still be going strong She was happy in his arms for as long as he’d take the lead And he was happy romancing her and dancing ‘til his feet bleed Old Luke he had a way with words and a timeless melody, he kept them hidden up his sleeve But he’d sing them for you if you asked him to Each one song he sang would be a song you’d never forget They all took their place in your head And there they would stay and play out every day Each song would nuzzle it’s way down into your heart Like pieces of a puzzle you’d been missing right from the start And each melody would haunt you until your dying day And give you some hope to hold onto when nothing seems to go your way Eleanor Louise, could do just as she pleased, but it pleased her to be there by old Luke’s side And Luke he tried his best to treat her right, even when he was high as a kite, He’d always hold ber close but never too tight And when he held her she knew she was exactly where she wanted to be And there was nothing she cared for more than his company Each morning when he woke he would say ‘Eleanor Lou, there’s nothing in this world that I love right now more than I love you’ Sometimes Luke struggled to keep himself upright, he blamed it on his shoes being too damn tight And he’d always deny the whiskey was to blame There’d be days he’d be too wasted to remember his own name, and all of the streets looked the same So they’d sleep where they dropped when the drinking stopped But sometimes the drinking it would go on for days And Eleanor Louise had grown accustomed to his ways She’d just sit there smiling sweetly while he played, that old guitar And hold him in her arms when he was sleeping while she sat and prayed he’d live to see the next bar
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A box to put me in Strike a match and shield your eyes, see beyond all there is to see Then cast them upwards to the skies, and you’ll see where I long to be You tantalize with tales of dreams, and contemplate what they might mean But you can’t disguise or disregard, those dreams just don’t come true here where we are Even when you wish upon a star Make a list of all that’s lost, all that’s edges now are frayed Try to calculate the cost, of all the love now gone astray Some things are priceless from the start, and when they’re broke can’t be replaced Some folks are born so very pure of heart, but purity, well that just goes to waste Just disappears without a trace When all your faith has been in vain, and everything you know can’t be unlearned I’ll bind all my foolish words of hope together, set alight to them, stand back and watch them burn When there’s no way back to the past, and no effective medicine I’ll turn my hand to carpentry, build something that will last, and nevermore shall I want for again Nothing more shall I want for again Sour grapes and bitter sweethearts, another needle filled with sin If our love is gone forever, build a box to put me in And lower me on down, slowly down into the ground Forsaking all that may yet lie in store So this heartache won’t torment me anymore That is now all I’m longing for.
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The Rhythm And The Rhyme So you like what you see, and you think I’ve got what you need Well that doesn’t mean you’re free, free to take it from me But you could expect me to follow if you took the lead, take the lead Despite what you think, I’m not just about the crash and the burn But stick around and maybe, baby we’ll get our turn So you can buy me a drink But there’s no guarantee I’ll be company in return, you will learn Chorus I live it up just for something to do Honey I’m just wasting my time I’d give it up, give it all up for you All but the rhythm and the rhyme Just a slave to the song, so I sing the praises of faces that bring them along At the mercy of the ways that will raise me back up when they’re gone, when they’re gone Chorus And I would trade places so gladly with you, even just for one night But just ‘cause you want it so badly, well that doesn’t make it alright It doesn’t make it alright So line them on up, line them up just to knock down Whether you have or have not got a sorrow to drown Then it’s back to the bar with your cup, fill it up, get another round, knock it down Chorus
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Truckstop jukebox Seventeen years old in my favourite record store, trying to find me something that I’d never heard before, Flicking through the sleeves of all those dusty old LP’s until I found your eyes staring back at me Left leg across your right knee, one hand raised to your chin, cowboy hat resting on the back of the chair you’re sitting in Eyes that look right through me, seem to reach into my soul, like I’d known you from days of old Chorus On a jukebox in a roadhouse on a highway in the sky Your voice will be the first I hear if I make it when I die If I don’t indulge too much in those cities filled with sin When I reach the gates old Pete will let me in And you can be my grievous angel once again Be my grievous angel once again I lifted up the arm, dropped that trusty needle down and following the crackle came your cosmic country sound As you swept out the ashes of a heart that burned so blue, right then and there I fell in love with you Chorus I headed to the pawn shop and bought me a guitar, I played it to the midnight moon whilst singing at the stars It took me ten long years to write this song, even longer now since you’ve been gone, and I’m singing this one for you now from afar Chorus He sure could sing
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Not enough to try You went to the cupboard but the cupboard was bare It was plentiful once but now there’s nothing there Working harder than ever before Don’t ask for much, don’t want much more Only want what you’re entitled to For all the hours hard work that you do The work you do to get you by These days, it’s not enough to try They take and take and then they take some more Then like a friend come knocking on your door But only to take away things you own To feed their greed they’ll pick your bones There’s just no way you can trust the man He’ll stick it to you any way he can Behind your back he’ll bleed you dry These days, it’s just not enough to try You kiss goodbye to all your hopes and dreams Forget who you are and what it means To feel at peace with the world, your mind at ease Spent too damn long down on your knees There’s just no way to make ends meet When they’ve got you where they want you, got you in defeat Your head in your hands you begin to cry These days, it’s just not enough to try There’s nobody coming to save the day No bright future in sight further down the way No change to the way that things are now No answers to your questions, no one mopping your brow But when you’ve got hungry mouths to feed There’s no other choice but to succeed You must stand up and testify that In times of hardship all you can do is try You keep the faith when that’s all you have And share it with the ones you love To give them strength when they’re feeling weak And you learn to turn the other cheek You can still stand tall and proud with your head held high And know that you did your best til the day you die You’ve got to learn to crawl to walk long before you can fly And you won’t get off your knees, you’ll never get off your knees unless you got to try Help a brother, help a sister out Help a brother, help a sister, don’t you let them go without
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released October 16, 2012

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“Stunning UK talent!!!….Really something!!!” Bob Harris BBC Radio 2

“a wonderful story teller…a combination of vocal honey and masterful yet understated musicianship….pretty much flawless!” Soundsphere Magazine

"certainly amongst the best of the British takes on American roots music" - FlyinShoes.ning.com

"Great stuff" - Arlo Guthrie

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