Night's Pay In My Boot

-Max Stalling/Jason Boland/Mark David Manders

If I'd started driving towards the moon, I'd be there and almost home A celebrated spaceman, not some guy who just wrote songs But it's hard to sing in outer-space, tough to make your voice heard So I guess I made good choices just to gig down here on Earth A cosmic cowboy kind of a galoot With a night's pay in my boot

I was standing out behind this bar after one of my shows When this desperate looking fellow stepped out from some deep shadows He told me what he wanted and flashed what was in his hand Suffice to say he was not some enamored fan There was one place he did not look for my loot I had a night's pay in my boot

Most folks are about as happy as they decide they're gonna be They say Lincoln said that, and I honestly agree So I just keep my powder dry, my mind set on today There's a truth out there for those who care To kick on down the road and find a way

I had this old buddy, a stiff-necked kind of dude Who always looked down on me and the job I choose to do Gave my work the weight of a feather on the breeze But when a market crash wiped him out he got down to earth with me His money gone like what goes through a goose I had a night's pay in my boot

Most folks are about as happy as they decide they're gonna be They say Lincoln said that, and I honestly agree So I just keep my powder dry, my mind set on today There's a truth out there for those who care To kick on down the road and find a way

If there is a reason for these tales that I've unwound It's just to let you folks in on a few things that I've found Doing what you love can be it's own reward But to know the joy of that you'll have to explore If you can make a little money, here's to you Just keep some in your boot This life is quite the journey to get through Keep a night's pay in your boot.

Last Dog

-Max Stalling

We stayed till the last dog was hung Time sure flies when you're having fun A welcome worn down tissue thin We won't be going there again We stayed till the last dog was hung

We stayed till the cows were coming home The host was crying on the phone She called the cops we run and hid And when they left, guess what we did? We stayed till the cows were coming home

You didn't ask us but here we are Nice house, where's your bar? Goodnight Irene...Bonsoir! You didn't ask us but here we are

We don't even know who lives here We heard about a party that had beer We walked in and people frowned We found the keg and we stood our ground We don't even know who lives here

You didn't ask us, but here we are That's my pickup parked on your front yard Goodnight Irene...Bonsoir! You didn't ask us but here we are

We started looking for our hats at dawn It was me and Grant and Boone and Little John The skin was on the queso and the sun was on the way so We started looking for our hats at dawn

You didn't ask us, but here we are Don't need your restroom, just your back yard Goodnight Irene...Bonsoir! You didn't ask us but here we are

You did not ask us You didn't ask us Yet here we are You did not ask us You didn't ask us Yet here we are.

You'd Better Be

-Max Stalling/Heather Stalling

You'd better be dancing in the kitchen You'd better be using the good silver You'd better be holding onto loved ones when I come to town

It could be early in the morning Could be sometime in the evening Could be so late that the moon has given up

I might breeze through like a whisper I might roar through like a freight train But you'll know me by the gleam in the people's eyes

I might knock out all the windows I might bring candy for small children But there'll be no mistake that I've come to town

I've been here for all these years And you just don't see me Stare right through me, walk right by me Just see what you think you should believe

I might drink from your garden hose I might sleep behind your buildings Or I might show up and buy the town's best bar

I go by many names it seems There's arguments for my existence Some folks believe just to get the math to work

I've been here for all these years And you just don't see me Stare right through me, walk right by me Just see what I want you to believe

I've been here for all these years And you just don't see me Stare right through me, walk right through me Just see what I need you to believe

You'd better be dancing in the kitchen You'd better be using the good silver You'd better be holding onto loved ones when I come to town

Beautiful Texas Sunshine

-Doug Sahm

Bluebonnets on the hillside, milo in the air A smile on the face of the people you meet, cause they ain't going no where Oh you're smile has never been brighter and your body's never looked so fine As we while away a beautiful day in the beautiful Texas sunshine

If you would feed the dog and honey bring me another beer Come over here and sit by me and let me show you how I feel Well, you know the time has come and I've got to be moving on But I'll always save a beautiful day in the beautiful Texas sunshine

Well, you're smile has never been brighter and your body's never looked so fine As we while away a beautiful day in the beautiful Texas sunshine

Well, if I knew what I was doing I'd have left a long time ago Packed my bags and my guitar case and headed down to Mexico Well, it sure does pain me baby to see you honey sit and cry But you got to understand I’m a moving man I'll be back by and by And I'll always save a beautiful day in the beautiful Texas sunshine.

Little Apone

-Max Stalling

Little Apone, Little Apone couldn't have known his destiny Little Apone, Little Apone sat up on his daddy's knee Little Apone, Little Apone look into my eye and see Little Apone, Little Apone you can't know your destiny

Little Apone, Little Apone grew up strong as he could be Little Apone, Little Apone left his home and family Little Apone, Little Apone wanted to see all he could see So Little Apone joined the Colonial Marine Infantry

Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade Every paycheck is a fortune you just made If you got to fake it, boy, just think of something to say Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade

It's not in the script but trust me a bit, Apone had experiences Show him a task, he didn't ask just did it with confidence And only I know, but Sgt Apone was probably the best there'll never be He chewed his cigar, went out in the stars and made it safe for humanity

Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade Every paycheck, that's a fortune you just made If you got to fake it, boy, you just think of something to say Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade

Now everybody wants to know what's next And you're standing there kind of perplexed There's an answer but it won't come to mind And the clock is really ticking down And you sure do need an idea now Close your eyes, close your eyes And take a look around

Little Apone, Little Apone didn't come home with the rest you see Little Apone, Little Apone had a date with his destiny Little Apone, Little Apone lives on history Sgt Apone got in this song and an M.O.V.I.E.

Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade Every paycheck that's a fortune you just made If you got to fake it, man, you just think of something to say Every meal's a banquet, every step you take a parade.

Freedom For Mary

-Max Stalling

After all of this time I'm sorry that it's come to this But, Mary, you know an outlaw lives and dies by his wits I may not be straight with the world but I'm honest with you And Mary, there's just one last thing I must ask of you

Oh, Mary Please set me free

At the crossroads at Chilton, the sheriff's men hid in the weeds Killed Paul and Marty and put me in this jail cell to bleed Too shot up to run, too guilty to escape the noose Mary, there's just one last thing I must ask of you

Oh, Mary, Oh Mary Please, set me free

Our love runs so deep I can’t say where I end and you start The pain of my wounds is no worse than the pain in my heart Do you remember the first time we kissed as the storm clouds rolled in? Nothing on this earth tastes sweeter than the rain on your skin

In the loft of your barn there's a gunny sack hid in the hay The money's your freedom; the pistol is my saving grace As soon as it's dark slip back to this window, now don't cry Find you an honest man and promise to start a new life

Oh, Mary, Oh, Mary, Oh, Mary Please, set me free.

Smaller Place

-Max Stalling

Here it comes, it happens some When the world gets hard like this A reverie, it comes to me I close my eyes and have to smile A smaller place, slower pace Growing up there defined us all Good kids, but we did Pretty much whatever came to mind Whatever we could find

In this place the rivers all flow again Slow and careless, cool and meandering I dive deep and it's comforting on my skin A safe place back from where I've been

Tailgate, out late Back road parking and cheap red wine Clear night, you might Have painted Elvis on a sky like that This local cop, has us stopped Takes our booze and pours it out The deputy, says that he Graduated with my brother Jim And he grins

In this place the rivers all flow again Slow and careless, cool and meandering I dive deep and it's comforting, the embrace of an old friend A safe place back from where I've been

So now you know where I go When I don't seem to be here A smaller place, a slower pace I close my eyes and I have to smile If only for a while If only for a while Come with me a while

If only for a while...if only for a while...if only for a while.

No One Else But Lonely

-Max Stalling

Well, there's no one else but lonely That's the other I turn to My secret destination My late night rendezvous Well, there's no one else but lonely Cross my heart I speak the truth And the saddest part of all of this I think you know lonely too

Now you say you're suspicious And that the truth is always best You say you think that there's someone else Well, I guess I should confess

Well, there's no one else but lonely That's the other I turn to My secret destination My late night rendezvous Well, there's no one else but lonely Cross my heart I speak the truth And the saddest part of all of this I think you know lonely too

Right here with us at this table In our bed, through-out our home The way a shadow isn't really there When we're together we're alone

Well, there's no one else but lonely That's the other I turn to My secret destination My late night rendezvous Well, there's no one else but lonely Cross my heart I speak the truth And the saddest part of all of this I think you know lonely too

I think you are; I think you've been; I think you stay Lonely too.

Convenient Lovers

-Max Stalling

Well, hello my name's Edward Jenkins James I'm a welder and I own my own shop Folks these parts know I shade-tree cars Anything but transmissions I was married once for over three months And another time for nearly a year At 39 I'm still in my prime But I don't get around too much

Well, howdy y'all my name's Sally McCall And I waitress at the Smoke House Inn When I'm not down there I do nails and hair Right here in my kitchen Every man I've known's left me cold as stone Sad facts are still the facts Even frozen stones get an itch you know And that's all I'll say on that

Convenient lovers, life rolls by Hanging laundry in plain sight Threadbare covers, same old rips and stains Dusty backstreet heartaches waiting for some rain

Hey there Ed, my old Blazer's dead It cranks but it just won't start And that's bad you see 'cause I need to be To work in about an hour Well Sally dog-gone I just put supper on But I guess my fish-stix can wait I'll be right there, someday you cut my hair And I'll get you on your way

Convenient lovers, life rolls by Hanging laundry in plain sight Threadbare covers, same old rips and stains Dusty backstreet heartaches waiting for some rain

Knock, knock Sal your rig's running now You just had some plug wires loose But you need some oil and some....good Lord girl! Put some clothes on…. where's your couth? Sally Jean McCall, you beat all I ever saw! Oh, hush Ed, you're no saint Don't just stand there go and wash those hands I ain't got time to waste

Convenient lovers, life rolls by Hanging laundry in plain sight Threadbare covers same old rips and stains Dusty backstreet heartaches waiting for some rain

All The Way

-Max Stalling

All the way from Baltimore to Boston There were buildings at attention by roads and alleyways All that day the clouds hung like crepe paper Strewn across the sky for soldiers who'd been far away But we were not soldiers and we had not been so far To justify parades or cheering crowds, none of those things

On the wall there hung a piece of a paper In a frame with a name in gold leaf display On the way to work each day The name got filled with questions that simply would not go away Work and back to home again, work and back to home again Is this all there is, is there something else, just anything?

Out along the side of some lost highway You might find you pass yourself Would you think you're worth the effort? Would you stop and help yourself? Would you stop and help yourself?

All the way from Baltimore to Boston There were buildings at attention by roads and alleyways All that day the clouds hung like crepe paper Strewn across the sky for soldiers who'd been far away

Two Of Us

-John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Two of us riding nowhere, spending someone's hard earned pay You and me Sunday driving, not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home

Two of us sending postcards, writing letters on my wall You and me burning matches, lifting latches On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home

You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats, standing solo in the sun You and me chasing paper, getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home

You and I have memories Longer than the road that stretches out ahead

Two of us wearing raincoats, standing solo in the sun You and me chasing paper, getting nowhere On our way back home We're on our way home We're on our way home We're going home

On our way back home.

Banquet

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