"Beyond The End"

   
 

   

Mayan moon was burning
We saw visions
Of the past returning
On the shore
The band was playing
We all heard
What the moon was saying

The world keeps closing in
It has before
It will again
A voice beyond the wind
Says we must go
Beyond the end
So follow
Beyond the end

A sea of friends are singing
Vaya con dios

- "I Love The Now"

   
 

   

It's the reason for livin'
That's what I'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell my why

I mean I'm in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna
Pass me by

Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But I'm stuck in meantime
And I Love The Now

I Love The Now
(All the faces and places)
I Love The Now
(All the rats and the races)
It's the only place I've evr been

- "I Love The Now"

   
 

   

It's the reason for livin'
That's what I'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell my why

I mean I'm in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna
Pass me by

Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But I'm stuck in meantime
And I Love The Now

I Love The Now
(All the faces and places)
I Love The Now
(All the rats and the races)
It's the only place I've evr been

Creola"

   
 

   

Creola in my soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancing the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me

I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
That flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
And catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel

Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only songs that we all know
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou

Creola"

   
 

   

Creola in my soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancing the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me

I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
That flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
And catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel

Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only songs that we all know
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou

 "Meet Me In Memphis"

   
 

   

He's hold up down on Ramrod Key in the Tavernier Hotel
Livin' out his loneliness like an oyster in a shell
By days he pulls the trap lines
By night he lives alone
Don't really feel like company it's just him and his fridge
And his phone

Meet Me In Memphis that's where I'll be
I'm by the river please come back to me
Meet Me In Memphis my wild days are through
And nothin' replaces me next to you

He's been there since she ran away
She said, "She needs some space"
Occasionally she still calls collect
From some god forsaken place

Then one day a letter came
Postmarked Tennessee
And the envelope scent
And the postage spent

- "Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More"

   
 

   

He was a fugitive with a pseudo name
Lost his mind in a hurricane
Coconut upside his head
People said he'd be better dead
Cause his glory days are gone
Sits on the shore with his saxophone
and plays

In another place, in another time
He was a soldier in his prime
On the battlefield, makin' history
Young men died for his destiny
And their widows came each day
Till he was forced to run away
From home

So he bought a town, but he sold the sea
Claimed a shallow victory
On an iron ship, with a wooden crew
They hit the reef when the moon was new
Now he cries himself to sleep
On a beach made of promises he meant to

- "Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More"

   
 

   

He was a fugitive with a pseudo name
Lost his mind in a hurricane
Coconut upside his head
People said he'd be better dead
Cause his glory days are gone
Sits on the shore with his saxophone
and plays

In another place, in another time
He was a soldier in his prime
On the battlefield, makin' history
Young men died for his destiny
And their widows came each day
Till he was forced to run away
From home

So he bought a town, but he sold the sea
Claimed a shallow victory
On an iron ship, with a wooden crew
They hit the reef when the moon was new
Now he cries himself to sleep
On a beach made of promises he meant to

Floridays"

   
 

   

I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hoping for better days

Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pas 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections, not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days

I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others' lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days

Floridays"

   
 

   

I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hoping for better days

Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pas 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections, not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days

I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others' lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days