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Kevin McNoldy and Robin & Linda Williams Recorded by Kevin McNoldy at Dream Sequence Studios in Charlottesville, VA Mixed by Kevin McNoldy and Robin & Linda Williams |
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Mary Chapin Carpenter Tim O'Brien Mollie O'Brien Jimmy Gaudreau Stuart Duncan James Leva Mastered by David Glasser at Airshow Springfield, VA |
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Robin Williams: Acoustic steel string guitar, nylon string guitar, vocals Linda Williams: Acoustic guitar, banjo, vocals Kevin Maul: Resonator guitar & Hawaiian guitar Jim Watson: Electric bass on tracks 4, & 7-11, harmony vocals Stuart Duncan: Fiddle on tracks 7 & 9 Jimmy Gaudreau: Mandolin Mary Chapin Carpenter: Harmony vocals on tracks 1 & 10 |
Dave Grant: Acoustic bass on track 1 Ralph Gordon: Acoustic bass on tracks 3 & 6 Robert Jospe: Percussion & drums Kevin McNoldy: Electric guitar, acoustic guitar on tracks 1 & 3, bass on tracks 2, 5 & 12 Tim O'Brien: Harmony vocals on track 1 Mollie O'Brien: Harmony vocals on track 1 James Leva: Fiddle on track 6 |
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1. SUGAR FOR SUGAR 4:04 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) I've seen a lot of better days But I'm putting up with these Man you've got crazy Ways Oh, you're mighty hard to please Things ain't like they used to be I used to make you smile Once you were nice to me But that's been a long long while That's been a long long while Chorus: You get Sugar for Sugar, honey, salt for salt Looks like it's time for me to walk that walk If I ain't here tomorrow it's your own damn fault Cause you get Sugar for Sugar, honey, salt for salt Sugar for Sugar, honey, salt for salt Oh babe, once your two lips Were as sweet as warm, red wine And I savored every sip Whenever they touched mine You turn away from me now In the midnight hour There's a bad taste in my mouth Your kiss is cold and sour Your kiss is cold and sour (Chorus) Once you were my nightly dream I was your daily thought Since you picked my pockets clean You're just trouble that I bought You're just trouble I have bought (Chorus) 2. TOGETHER ALL ALONE 4:34 Robin & Linda Williams (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) It's a snow drifting night, all the roads are closed But baby that's all right because we've got no place to go The wind is howling like Miles Davis gone insane Pounding on the tin roof and the window panes Chorus: I'm not worried 'bout the weather The weather's gonna do just what it wants I'm just glad to be together Together all alone, Together all alone Your mama's got the kids, so you know they'll be okay And it looks like she's going get to keep them now another two or three more days The basement's full of wood so we're going to stay warm Kitchen's full of food, so go on and let it storm We can go to bed real early, we can stay in bed real late We're going to get down under 'neath all those covers, darlin' And we're going to hibernate Turn off the television, unplug that telephone We'll have a short vacation and stay right here at home Pretend this Pabst Blue Ribbon is Dom Perignon And pray that the snowplows never come (Chorus) 3. BORDER BOUND 3:07 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) It's a hundred miles to Mexico I've got ninety-nine to go This first mile is mighty slow It's a hundred miles to Mexico This riding life can sure get strange It's hard times out on the range I'm tired of waiting for my luck to change This riding life can sure get strange Chorus: There's cattle's up the creek bed, Lord And they won't come down I believe to my soul Boys I'm Border Bound One more day and I'm busted flat I can't stay I won't have that Hand me down my John B. Stetson hat One more day and I'm busted flat Don't try and tell me who I'm gonna be You'll wish you never messed with me I'm a mild mannered man you'll see But don't try and tell me who I'm gonna be (Chorus) There's a brown-eyed girl below the Rio Grande Her daddy says I'll never win her hand But he don't know the kind of man I am There's a brown-eyed girl below the Rio Grande It's a hundred miles to Mexico I've got ninety-nine to go This first mile is mighty slow It's a hundred miles to Mexico (Chorus) 4. THE CHEAPEST KIND 4:55 Greg Brown (Hacklebarney Music, ASCAP) We traveled Kansas and Missouri spreading the good news A preacher's family in pressed clothes and worn-out polished shoes Mama fixed us soup beans, and served them up by candlelight She tucked us in and I know she worried through many a sleepless night Me and Dad would stop by the store when the day was done Standing at the counter he said, "I forgot to get the peaches, son" "What kind should I get ?" I asked him there where he stood in line And he answered just like I knew he would "Go and get The Cheapest Kind" Chorus: But the love, the love, the love, it was not The Cheapest Kind It was rich, as rich, as rich, as rich as any you could ever find I see the ghost of my grandpa from time to time In some big city amongst the people all dressed so fine Carrying a brown paper bag and it's clutched real tight His clothes are dirty and he don't look nobody in the eye Oh, he was little, he was wiry and he was lots of fun He was rocky as the roadside dirt back where he came from They was raisin' seven children on their little farm in not the best of times The few things they got from the store, they were always the Cheapest Kind (Chorus) Wealthy people in fancy houses, I don't understand I always wish I could be holdin' on to my grandpa's hand So he could take me and lead me down that big road somewhere Back to that little house where there's just enough supper for whoever's there My people's hands and faces, they are so dear to me All I have to do is close my eyes, and they're near to me I have to laugh, I have to cry when I think of all the things that have drawn those lines So many years of makin' do with The Cheapest Kind (Chorus) 5. The Brimming Glass 3:59 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) The wind cuts through my coat The air burns cold in my throat I'm driving fast out of control There is a numbness in my soul I've gone too far ever to come back Life's a lie, that's a fact I swear through a drunk man's breath That I have no fear of death Chorus: Once I drank from the cup And the kindness overflowed Until I gave the kindness up For the brimming glass and the twisted road They'll take my money at the bar Then they'll pour me into my car When the joint is closing down They're glad to see me gone What do I care what they say I keep my eyes on the highway I keep my thoughts concealed I keep my hands up on the wheel (Chorus) 6. TRAFFIC LIGHT 3:55 Robin & Linda Williams (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) I was out of gas on a country road when I flagged an old man down In a '65 GTO he was headed into town He floored that 389 and we roared through the night He was doing ninety down the yellow line when he ran that traffic light He backed off the accelerator when he saw my face was white He said, "Son I didn't mean to make you so nervous and uptight, But this road don't have no traffic, so I always run that light... Now it's just a habit but it started out of spite." Chorus: "Cause they had no business putting that thing there Shining late at night in the middle of nowhere So it's pedal to the metal if I see it turning red I hate that traffic light, I run it every chance I get I hate that traffic light, I run it every chance I get" He said, "That light went up when they built the mini mall To help with the congestion that comes with urban sprawl, But that mall's an empty eyesore now, nothing's there at all ... Windows covered up by boards and cracks in all the walls." "When this GTO was new, back in 65, There were no malls to spoil your view, there was freedom in a drive. Now the only freedom that I feel is when that light turns red The freedom not to touch my brakes but to hit the gas instead." (Chorus) We headed back to my car with some gas in a can He said, "Son I don't like breaking laws, I'm a solid citizen... But you saw me break one tonight," then the four-barrel kicked in He said, "You're going to see me break it twice," and he ran that light again He dropped me off and I watched the tail lights of his GTO Heading out of sight back up that country road Out of regard for my new friend and just for pure delight I cranked my car and I followed him and we ran that traffic light (Chorus) |
7. HIGH ATMOSPHERE 4:36 Robin & Linda Williams (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) In a dark hollar where the trees shut out the light Nothing could shake the loneliness of a moonless night Like familiar refrains passed down through the years From the voices of The Old in the High Atmosphere Melodies formed and fit by time Harmonies that sent shivers up my spine They warmed my soul whenever I did hear The voices of The Old in the High Atmosphere Chorus: They could moan, they could whine Like the wind through the pines They could break your heart while they brought you cheer The voices of The Old in the High Atmosphere Down off North Mountain onto Jackson Street Strangers are the only people that I meet I'm lost in my solitude and desperate to be near The voices of The OId in the High Atmosphere (Chorus) Like those hills of home, I'm tired and all used up 'Cause Jackson Street is cold and Jackson Street is rough And I have nothing to comfort me down here Like the voices of The Old in the High Atmosphere 8. TALKING TOO MUCH 4:08 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) If it's all the same to you I'm just a stranger passing through My name it don't mean a thing If you hear the telephone ring It ain't for me, just let it ring Daddy was a worthless one A loose-talking, hard-drinking son He treated our Mama mean Kicked a ragged hole in the screen He was headed for some fresher scene Chorus: I try to keep it to myself But sometimes I take it from the shelf And pour down the whiskey of memory Until its stream flows out of me And I get to talking too much I get to talking too much Blue sky or cloudy day Stars strewn across the Milky Way Happiness or sorrow Here today or gone tomorrow This world is mine, it's mine to borrow If I just sit here still I can feel the cutting chill Of the winter's snow And the way you take the blow When you've learned how these things go (Chorus) 9. HONKY TONK NATION 2:54 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) Chorus: Oh say can you see what this honky tonk means to me I'm tried and I'm true, a son of the red white and blue My flag is a flashing neon sign I salute it one beer at a time When I take my nightly station in the Honky Tonk Nation I pledge allegiance every dawn's early light To waking up and feeling like a mule kicked me last night To red and aching eyes that hate to see the sun To trying to remember what I might have done (Chorus) At twilight's last gleaming, until closing time My patriotic duty lies with goodtime pals or mine So God bless this honky tonk and its loyal citizens And the sweet pursuit of happiness for which it stands (Chorus) 10. The Streets of Gold 3:58 Robin & Linda Williams (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) We all hope to acquire a little blessedness We all aspire to the land of bliss Trusting all answers to lie Way out beyond the sky Never thinking that you and I Could ever have or hold The keys that unlock the gates To the Streets of Gold Chorus: Let love lead Let your mercies unfold Let your good deeds Be your stronghold Follow your heart And listen to your soul Then you will walk Down the Streets of Gold As we strive to do what's right To bring our lives into the light It's the family of friends On which we all depend Those who trust and those who give Know the pleasures untold You will find when you live On the Streets of Gold (Chorus) 11. OLD WYATT 4:01 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) The sun sinks in the sky, the soft light fades away Long lonely shadows lie, on what remains of day Old Wyatt's in his chair, waiting for his last welcome Waiting, in the silence there, watching the western sun Chorus: Old Wyatt he cannot recall, what they had in mind Except they all had to stand tall, and some men had to die Old Wyatt, Old Wyatt In a grave he left a brother, then he rode out on the plains In a grave he left three others, lifeless men unclaimed He and Doc laid 'em under ground, bloody chest and ashen face Enough lead to keep them down, 'Till the Lord comes in his grace (Chorus) Old Wyatt's in his bed, gazing at who knows what Could be he sees the dead, risen from the Tombstone dust 'Cause in the spreading darkness, ghosts can come unbidden In those final hours, nothing can bc hidden (Chorus) 12. THE EDGE OF THE WORLD 3:22 Robin & Linda Williams, Jerome Clark (The New Music Times/Southern Melody Pub. Co., BMI) Beneath the moon of early morning Runs a road beside the James Something tells me to be moving Though I can't recall its name I wandered off the beaten pathway When first I wandered from my home Never any way but my way To every place I go alone Chorus: I pass your window But I cast no shadow I speak but I can't be heard My words fall silent Over the edge of the World I am what I can't help be I'm a prisoner and a free man I'm a blind man who sees The light beyond the Cumberland Far across the rocky ridge The old moon gives the new moon birth And I'll cross that heavenly bridge At the end of the earth (Chorus) |
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