A Body At The Bottom Of The Lake

by James Power

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SEE THAT SPIDER CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL SEE THAT SPIDER CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL HE’S CRAWLIN’ UP THAT WALL TO GET HIS ASHES HAULED A SPIDER’S WEB IS MADE OF SILK & LIGHT A SPIDER’S WEB IS MADE OF SILK & LIGHT IN THE SHADOW SHE SPINS BY THE MOON IN MY ROOM AT NIGHT I WATCH THE SPIDER TAKE ANOTHER STEP I WATCH THE SPIDER TAKE ANOTHER STEP THE MORE I MOVE, THE CLOSER THAT SHE GETS THE WEB GETS LONGER AS THE LIGHT BREAKS THROUGH THE LINE THE WEB GETS LONGER AS THE LIGHT BREAKS THROUGH THE LINE LET ME TELL YOU FRIENDS, I HAVEN’T GOT MUCH TIME THE GRAVEYARD SURE IS A MEAN OLD PLACE THE GRAVEYARD SURE IS A MEAN OLD PLACE THEY THROW YOU DOWN IN A HOLE & DUMP DIRT IN YOUR FACE I DID MORE FOR YOU BABY THAN THE GOOD LORD’S EVER DONE I DID MORE FOR YOU BABY THAN THE GOOD LORD’S EVER DONE I WENT DOWNTOWN & BOUGHT YOU SOME HAIR THE GOOD LORD HE NEVER GAVE YOU NONE
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I TOOK A WALK DOWN ALONG LAKE PONTCHATRAIN I WENT TO SEE THE LEVEES AFTER IT RAINED I’D NO IDEA WHAT I WOULD FIND ALONG THE WAY I’D NO IDEA WHAT WOULD GREET ME LAST SHE WAS SEEN WAS HEADING DOWN BY THE RAVINE WHERE SHE WOULD BREATHE IN THE SWEET MAGNOLIA TREES I’M WAITING FOR THE POLICE, THE HOUR’S GETTING LATE HERE COME AN ALLIGATOR, I DON’T LIKE HIS FACE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE IT MIGHT BE MARY, MIGHT BE FRED, IT MIGHT BE JAKE LOOKS LIKE MRS LANDRY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE WELL, I COULD TELL SOMETHING BAD WAS GOING ON IT’S ALWAYS TRUE WHEN A BLOATED CORPSE COMES ALONG I’D BE QUESTIONED BUT MY ALIBI WAS STRONG I’D BEEN DRINKING ALL MORNING THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE IT MIGHT BE MADDY, MIGHT BE RÉMI, MIGHT BE JAKE LOOKS LIKE BRUCE DEMPSEY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE ABOUT THIS TIME I WAS TAKEN IN FOR QUESTIONING SERGEANT BRADLEY ROSE WOULD COTTON NO SHENANIGANS ASKED ME WHAT I KNEW, WHAT I’D SEEN & WHERE I’D BEEN I SAID, “I’D LIKE TO SEE A LAWYER” IT SEEMS A KID HAD GIVEN HIM THE RUN AROUND KID HAD SEEN IT ALL BUT WOULDN’T RAT NOBODY OUT NOW HE’D HALF A MIND TO SEND ME PENITENTIARY BOUND THAT’S WHEN I THREW UP ON HIS OXFORDS THERE’S A PARTY GOING ON AT PONTCHATRAIN BUT NOT THE KIND WHERE YOU’RE LIKELY ENTERTAINED THE KIND THE POLICE DRAG THE WATERS FOR A BRAIN THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE DISTRICT ATTORNEY HAD ME ON THE WITNESS STAND SIX WAYS TO SUNDAY, I NEVER HAD CHANCE EVEN HAD EVIDENCE MY EX-WIFE WAS A MAN NOW DID WE REALLY HAVE TO GO THERE? SOON MY CELEBRITY IT STARTING KICKING IN A HIGH-PRICED LAWYER PROVED I HADN’T DONE A THING I BEAT THE RAP, NOW I’M FREE, I’M FREE AGAIN BUT STILL THE MURDERER WALKS FREE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE IT MIGHT BE MARY, MIGHT BE FRED, IT MIGHT BE JAKE LOOKS LIKE MRS LANDRY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE IT MIGHT BE CHLOE, MIGHT BE CLAUDETTE, MIGHT BE JAKE LOOKS LIKE JOE WHITNEY, BUT IT HASN’T GOT A FACE THERE’S A BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
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LANDRY WALKED WITH A CANE AND A DOG HE CALLED BLUE DIDN’T HAVE MUCH TO SAY HE HAD NO TIME FOR FOOLS SAID HE MET HIS WIFE BEFORE HE MOVED TO TERREBONNE SHE KNEW HE HAD MONEY AND HE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS I WAS JUST A CHILD I MUST HAVE BEEN 13 I WOULD SIT BY THE RIVER BANKS SINGING TO THE TREES ALONG THE ATCHAFALAYA RIVER MOSQUITOES BUZZ LIKE BEES IT WAS A WONDERFUL CHILDHOOD IT ENDED SUDDENLY IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE OF A SWELTERING SUN WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN ACROSS THE RIVER BED I HEARD THE LOUDENING WORDS TWO VOICES WERE RISING RAISING UP THE DIRT WHEN THE DUST HAD CLEARED THERE WAS ONLY ONE ALIVE I WATCHED MR. LANDRY WALK AWAY FROM HIS NASTY ABUSIVE WIFE IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE OF A SWELTERING AUGUST SUN WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN SERGEANT BRADLY ROSE ASKED ME, "WHAT DID YOU SEE?" “YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE THAT THEY’VE IDENTIFIED AT THE SCENE” "JUST TELL THE TRUTH YOU’LL HELP THIS COMMUNITY” I SAID, “YES, SIR. I NEVER HEARD NOR SAW A THING” IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE OF A SWELTERING SUN WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN IT WAS UNDER THE SHADE OF A SWELTERING AUGUST SUN WHEN THE ONLY THING BUSY WAS THE TRIGGER ON A GUN
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About a maid I’ll sing a song Rickety-tickety-tin About a maid I’ll sing a song Who didn’t have her family long Not only did she do them wrong She did everyone of them in, them in She did everyone of them in One morning in a fit of pique Rickety-tickety-tin One morning in a fit of pique She drowned her father in the creek The water tasted bad for a week And we had to make do with gin, with gin We had to make do with gin Her mother she could never stand Rrickety-tickety-tin Her mother she could never stand And so a cyanide soup she planned Her mother died with a spoon in her hand And her face in a hideous grin, a grin Her face in a hideous grin She set her sister’s hair on fire Rickety-tickety-tin She set her sister’s hair on fire And as the smoke and flame rose higher Danced around the funeral pyre Playin’ a violin, -olin, Playin’ a violin She weighted her brother down with stones Rickety-tickety-tin She weighted her brother down with stones And sent him off to Davy Jones All they ever found were some bones And occasional pieces of skin, of skin Occasional pieces of skin One day when she had nothing to do Rickety-tickety-tin One day when she had nothing to do She cut her baby brother in two Served him up as an irish stew and invited the neighbors in, -bors in Invited the neighbors in And when at last the police came by Rickety-tickety-tin And when at last the police came by Her little pranks she did not deny To do so she would have had to lie And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin Lying, she knew, was a sin My tragic tale, I won’t prolong Rickety-tickety-tin My tragic tale I won’t prolong And if you do not enjoy the song You’ve yourselves to blame if it’s too long You should never have let me begin, begin Have never have let me begin
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In the middle of a kiss suddenly it dawned on me In the middle of a kiss I knew you were mine In the middle of a sweet embrace that you at first resented Remember how surprised we were to find we really meant it? In the middle of a sigh we stumbled into paradise In the twinkle of an eye we lost it again For we didn't comprehend that our dream of love would end Just the way it began in the middle of a kiss In the middle of a sigh we stumbled into paradise In the twinkle of an eye we lost it again For we didn't comprehend that our dream of love would end Just the way it began in the middle of a kiss
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IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU’RE NOT READY FOR PRIME TIME IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU’LL DEAD BEFORE YOU’VE DIED A MAN CAN’T WONDER WHERE HE’S GONE WRONG IF HE’S LIVED HIS LIFE AT THE BOTTOM HOW THE YEARS GO BY LIKE A SWELTERING TIDE AND NO ONE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE, TO BE OR NOT TO BE IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON NOW FOR MOST PEOPLE HOUSTON’S NOT A PLACE TO AIM IT’S WHERE YOU FIND YOURSELF WHEN YOU’RE CHANGING PLANES IT’S MAN CREATED, HOME TO HALLIBURTON CROOKS SO CULTURALLY DEVOID THEY NAMED THE AIRPORT AFTER BUSH HOW THE SKIES TURN BEIGE WITH INDUSTRIAL WASTE AND NO ONE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE THEY'VE FORSAKEN ALL THEIR DREAMS IT DOESN’T MATTER IN THE END IN HOUSTON YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE DEAD IN HOUSTON IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON WHEN THE ALAMO WAS UNDER SIEGE IN 1836 SANTA ANNA AND HIS MEN DROVE THE TEXANS IN THE DITCH EVERYBODY WONDERED WHERE THE HELL DID GENERAL HOUSTON GO WELL, HE RAN AND HE RAN AND HE RAN AND HE RAN TO THE GULF OF MEXICO EVEN HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE IN HOUSTON IT DOESN’T MATTER ANYWAY IN HOUSTON YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE IN YOUR GRAVE IN HOUSTON IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU CAN’T SEE THE STARS AT NIGHT IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON YOU CAN’T SAY YOU’VE DONE ALRIGHT IS IT ANY WONDER THAT YOU LOSE YOUR SOUL YOU SEE A RAINBOW BUT IT’S JUST GREASE & OIL HOW THE YEARS FALL HARD LIKE A HOLLOWED OUT HEART WHEN YOU BUILD ON A FAULT LINE YOU’RE JUST BIDING TIME IT DOESN’T MATTER IN THE END IN HOUSTON YOU’D BE BETTER OFF DEAD THAN IN HOUSTON IT DOESN’T MATTER ANY HOW IN HOUSTON JUMP IN THE RIVER & DROWN IF YOU’RE IN HOUSTON
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SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE I LET YOU IN MY HOME I LET YOU DRINK MY WINE IF I SEE YOU ON THE ROAD I’LL LET MY 350 CHEVY G'WON CRUSH YOUR SPINE SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE FRIENDS ALL LAUGH AT HOW YOU LIED TO MY FACE WE'LL SEE WHO LAUGHS THE LAST WHEN YOU'RE LYING IN YOUR GRAVE I SET YOU UP IN A JOB EVEN CO-SIGNED A LOAN I’VE KILLED A MAN FOR LESS THAN BREAKING UP MY HAPPY HOME SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE SON OF A GUN NAMED JACKSON LEE STOLE MY WOMAN AWAY FROM ME YOU HAD YOUR FUN, THOUGHT I WAS BLIND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU GONNA DIE JACKSON LEE JACKSON LEE JACKSON LEE
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EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME ANOTHER DAY ON THE WAY TO WORK ANTS A-CRAWLING UP THE DIRT MAKING MONEY TO PAY THE BILLS KING OF THAT ANT HILL ONE DAY TO BE EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME FACING TROUBLE WITH A DOUBLE “OO---“ OUT FOR SOMETHING THEY CAN NEVER USE TUMBLE OVER AN EMBANKMENT WALL AND THE FOLLOW TO THE SIDE TO SEE WHO BLEEDS EVERYBODY GOT THEIR HEAD IN THEIR HANDS BUT ME HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY? YOU CAN LET YOUR HAIR DOWN AND BREATHE WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME IN YOUR LIFE? I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME I’D HAVE SWORN THAT I FOUND TRUE LOVE WITH THE WONDER OF A MORNING DOVE BUT THE ROAD TOOK A DEAD STOP TURN ONCE AGAIN I LEARNED NOTHING’S WHAT IT SEEMS EVERYBODY GOT A ROCK FOR A HEART BUT ME HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY? THIS TIME I’LL LET YOU HOLD THE WHEEL WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME BY YOUR SIDE? I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE HOW LONG TILL WE GET TO OYSTER BAY, BABY? YOU CAN LET YOUR HAIR DOWN AND BREATHE WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, YOU DON’T WANT ME IN YOUR LIFE? I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE I’M PUSHING THE PEDDLE DOWN TO NINETY-FIVE AND I DON’T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME EVERYBODY GOT A HOLE IN THEIR HEAD BUT ME
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THE SNOW IS COMING DOWN / BY THE INCHES, BY THE POUND I WATCH A WALL THAT FALLS FROM THE SKY IT’S JUST ANOTHER NIGHT / WHEN ALL NIT WITS SHOVEL ICE I’M NOT MUCH IN THE MOOD TO WAVE AND SMILE I PICK UP MY GUITAR / FROM THE BACK SEAT OF MY CAR AND TRY TO MAKE IT HOME BEFORE I FALL I’M CRYIN' BECAUSE I’M SAD I’M DYIN' BECAUSE I’M BAD I LOVE YOU BECAUSE I’M WRONG I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU’RE GONE, GONE, GONE I FOUND A BROKEN HEART / BREAKS WITHOUT A MARK IT NEVER STOPS / IT NEVER SKIPS A BEAT BUT LORD, IT GETS SO DARK / ALL I SEE’S MY FALLEN STAR THAT ONCE I FOLLOWED SO RELIGIOUSLY (CHORUS) THE SNOW IS COMING DOWN / BY THE INCHES, BY THE POUND BUT NO ONE ELSE COULD KNOW HOW COLD I FEEL IT’S WHY I LEFT MY HOME / WHY I DRINK, WHY I ROAM AND WRITE ANOTHER SONG YOU’LL NEVER HEAR (CHORUS)
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COPS ON THE RIVER RUN FREE / STORM COME ROLLING IN MIGHT BE SAFE IF YOU’RE INDOORS BUT IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS TWO MEN RIDING THE TRAIN / SAIL INTO THE WRONG WORLD IF YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE US YOU MUST BE LOST IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND JOHNNY SILENT TONIGHT / IS SOMETHING ON YOUR MIND? DID YOU FORSAKE A FRIEND FOR A LIAR? WELL, IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS THINGS THAT I RECALL / WHEN IT ALL CAME TO AN END NO HOLLYWOOD REVENGE COULD BE FOUND BUT THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND YEAH, YOU’RE RIGHT, YOU’RE RIGHT / BLAME THE SUN FOR THE MOON YOU’RE MUCH SMARTER THAN ME, NOW, AIN’T YOU CLYDE? WELL, IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS SOMETIMES WHEN YOU’RE DOWN / YOU FIND THAT YOU’RE UP A COP IS ONLY AS STRONG AS HIS GUN IT’S A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS / A BAD NIGHT FOR THE BIRDS THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND THINGS THAT I RECALL / MY LAST NIGHT ON EARTH SO MUNDANE I THOUGHT SOMEHOW THE GUNS ARE GONNA TURN AROUND
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MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR WAS NOT AS GLAMOROUS AS YOU MIGHT THINK SUCH THINGS ARE NO DANCING THROUGH TIMES SQUARE, NO HANDJOBS IN THE RAIN JUST THE SAME OLD SONG & DANCE AS A GIRL FROM JAMAICA PLAIN MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR AS ANTI-CLIMACTIC AS A 19TH CURTAIN CALL NO BUSBY BERKELEY SCENES OF SILICONE & POLYURETHANE CAN DIAMOND DANCERS DANCE BEYOND THE MOONLIGHT? WHEN I’D HAD ENOUGH OF WHERE I'D COME FROM I PACKED UP MY GUITAR BOUND FOR HIGHWAY NORTH SET OUT FOR NEW YORK, THE CITY OF LIGHT SOON I WAS A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT DISHEVELED I BECAME, PERPLEXED BUT NOT INSANE I WAS EDDIE CANTOR WITH A PENCHANT FOR REFRAINS I SANG SONGS OF LOVE, BUT LOVE WAS JUST A RHYME TILL THROUGH THE SUBWAY STEAM SHE CAUGHT MY EYE MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR DON’T DROP YOUR MONEY WHEN YOU STEP INSIDE HER DOOR A SHIMMERING ROMANCE LIKE DOGS WHO LEARN TO DANCE THE FINE STENCH OF CIGARETTES AND CHATEAU LAFLEUR MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR ALONG THE GREAT WHITE WAY WHERE DREAMS ARE A MIRAGE DOES ANYONE RECALL ZIEGFELD & FANNY BRICE? CAN’T DIAMOND DANCERS EVER DANCE BEYOND THE FOOTLIGHTS? MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH A BROADWAY STAR WAS NOT AS GLAMOROUS AS YOU MIGHT THINK SUCH THINGS ARE NO HAPPINESS CAN BE FOUND WHEN GOOD AND BAD BECOME UNWOUND CAN DIAMOND DANCERS EVER DANCE BEYOND THE MOONLIGHT?
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I’M A JUNKYARD COWBOY I RIDE THE RANGE IN A FORD FAIRLANE SCRAP METAL SHINES, DOGS LAY DOWN THEIR LIVES I DON’T HAVE MANY FRIENDS I’M NOT AS HANDSOME AS I’VE BEEN BUT THE RATS THEY TAKE ME AS I AM THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF CHEYENNE MY HEAD LOST ITS MEANS WAS SPINNIN’ LIKE A FERRIS WHEEL AFTER A NIGHT OF DRINKING THAT WAS 2 WEEKS LONG I SAW HER IN THE DIRT LAYING FACE DOWN WITHOUT A SHIRT FLIES A-BUZZING TOLD ME SHE WAS GONE THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF JACKSON HOLE I DONE MY TIME AND NOW I’M TRYNNA LIVE A RIGHTEOUS LIFE I’VE PAID FOR ALL MY WRONGS, I THINK YES, I FAIL SOMETIMES BUT I KEEP THE BIBLE BY MY SIDE BUT OFTEN, IT’S JUST WHERE I REST MY DRINK I HEARD SOME ITALIAN BOYS WERE ASKING ABOUT WHO I WAS SEEMS THEY WASN’T FROM THIS PART OF TOWN A KNOCK CAME AT MY DOOR TWAS THEN I DECIDED TO LIGHT A JOINT IT AIN’T OFTEN THAT THIS KIND OF SHIT GOES DOWN FOR THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF OLE CHEYENNE SOME SOPRANO LOOKING THUG TOLD ME I BEST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT ABOUT THE GIRL THAT I FOUND IN THE DIRT HE TOLD ME THERE’D BE MORE AND I COULD RAKE IN QUITE A SCORE MAKING SURE THE BODIES ARE NEVER FOUND THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF KINGDOM COME HE TURNED TO WALK AWAY I PICKED UP A SHOVEL BY THE ENTRY WAY I HIT HIS HEAD SO HARD IT DAMN NEAR SPLIT I WATCHED HIS BODY TWITCH ROLLED HIM DOWN INTO THE DITCH SAYING, “DON’T YOU WORRY NONE. YOU WON’T BE FOUND”' I’M THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF CHEYENNE I’M THE JUNKYARD COWBOY THE MEANEST MAN THIS SIDE OF OLE CHEYENNE
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Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee Sounds of the rude world, heard in the day Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song List while I woo thee with soft melody Gone are the cares of life's busy throng Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea, Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelei Over the streamlet vapors are borne Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea Then will all clouds of sorrow depart Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me

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released March 14, 2014

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James Power West New York, New Jersey

Writer, musician, composer, lyricist, and singer, JAMES POWER has been creating music & performing for most of his life

ALBUMS:

(2014) BODY AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE w/ GRINGO MOTEL
(2010) A COWGIRL'S SUICIDE
(2009) THE MAN IN ROOM 1009 w/ JERRY LAWSON
(2007) REAL, REAL MAN
(2007) SONGS FOR BROKEN HEARTS

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(2009) A LESSON IN A CAPPELLA
(2010) LAID OFF
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