Becky- written By Matthew B. Mayes

 

Well now look at me Becky
Yeah I'm wasted again
And your valley is laughing
At the fool I've been
The fool I've been
Well now look at me Becky
Cause you're all I see
And if there is something you've been hiding on your other side
I wish you'd give up girl
show it up to me
Cause it's late afternoon and the sun's fading shadows
Cast that surreal glow on your beautiful face
And every time that I see you I just wanna freeze the time
But with that sun you'll vanish without a trace
Without a trace
Well now look at me Becky
Yeah and don't turn away
Cause the hours I have longed for you
Now are my borrowed days
My borrowed days
But it's late afternoon and the sun's fading shadows
Cast that surreal glow on your beautiful face
And every time that I see you I just wanna freeze the time
But with that sun you'll vanish without a trace
Look at me Becky
Yes now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky
Well now look at me Becky

Paying The Fiddler- Written by Matthew B. Mayes

Heavy realization’s com’in down on me
Monkeys gonna do what the monkey sees
Betcha don’t think as much of me
As you did when you first found me
Wishing that I wasn’t the one to know
You were the one that told me so
In one ear and out the other
Now you’re gonna hear it again
(Interlude)
We had our random times
Danc’in in the kitchen to the wind chimes
Place to buy a beer on Sunday
Was the hardest thing to find
Then the walls went up and the distance set in

Said I wasn’t putting any effort in
Just another game that no one wins
And the fiddler wants my soul
It must have been worth something
‘Cause I learned a lot from you
About what it’s gonna be like
If I wanna make it through
This life
Well I’m still walk’in on my own
This life
Is turning out to be another of my songs
This life
They never ever give you a second chance
This life
Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance
(Interlude)
Well I’m probably no smarter than I was before
And I may never find what I’m look’in for
Is your life ever a bore
Livin’ while you’re dying
And the thing that hurts most in the end
Is losing someone that might have been a friend
Just another game that no one wins
And the fiddler wants my soul
It must have been worth something
‘Cause I learned a lot from you
About what it’s gonna be like
If I wanna make it through
This life
Well I’m still walk’in on my own
This life
Is turning out to be another of my songs
This life
They never ever give you a second chance
This life
Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance
Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance
Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance
Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance

Is payin’ the fiddler for the dance

Driving The Wedge- Written by Matthew B. Mayes and John Meyer

Nobody happy with a what they got
Put a coat of oil on the butchers block
Who’s a feeling lucky, who is not
Buy your Powerball ticket at the whistle stop

 

Nobody happy with a what they do
Just a counting down the minutes til the job is through
Crawl back home feeling tired and blue
Got a mean, hungry dog a starring back at you

 

Little green and brown might numb your pain
Weatherman says theres a chance of rain
All the hope and change went a down the drain
Nobody wants to hear you complain

Someday soon when the bottom drops out

Be a moment of clarity all amongst the doubt

When your papers no good and you got no clout
Just a sitting and a wondering whats it all about

Someday soon its gonna all cave in

Devil on the corner is your new best friend
Preacher man tell ya that your living in sin
Just a waiting for Jesus to come back again

Take a look left and take a look right
Cross the street of life down at the traffic light
The futures looks dim but the past is bright
Who’s dog is that you got in the fight?

Driving that cold, steel wedge

Big trains a rolling
Driving in that cold, steel wedge
Franklins keep flowing
Driving in that cold, steel wedge

2x
Bridge
And the tv will say, that the world is out of time
Just accept your lot in life

Work til you die, just stay in line...

Kettle on the stove she’s about to blow
River gonna rise til she overflows
Wish I could forget everything I know
Zappa said don’t ya eat the yellow snow

But come on in cause the waters fine
Drink the kool aid at the five & dime
Does anything ever really blow your mind
Just a hint of Roundup in my table wine

Sheep named Dolly she’s a giving birth
Theres an asteroid heading straight fro planet Earth
The sharks swam right through your net worth
Stuff another dollar in your Prada purse

 

Hows the chlorine in your protein shake
Preheat to 450 before you bake
In a daydream but your still awake
Make up your own mind cause the news is fake

One last thing just before I go
You can borrow my shovel when you dig that hole
Just make sure your instagram followers know

So they can chunk another bone to the internet trolls

Driving that cold, steel wedge

CHO
 

 

 

 

Man in Your Band- Written By Matthew B. Mayes
 

Every time I go to Colorado
My life just falls apart
Another beginning has come to an end
Before it had a chance to start
And with every phone call I could feel us drifting
Further and further apart

 

Well I went off to fight cause I had to go
And you had to stay behind
Now there's another man asleep in your bed
Playing my Jody Grind
If this wrenching in my guts would ever go away
Then I guess I'd be just fine

 

Well I didn't have much, but what I had
I was giving it all to you
I'm sorry about the way things started off
I never, ever meant to hurt you
You evened up the score, even ran it up more
Than you ever had to do

CHORUS
And I'm playing second fiddle to the man in your band
I don't know if he's better than me
But he's there and close at hand
And you sat there in my kitchen and I played you songs
I wrote
This one I'm afraid you'll never know...

 

Well I'm standing on a corner in Boulder Colorado
And I wish I could go home
I was way too stubborn to give in
Now I'm busted up all alone
I reckon' I’ve got the rest of my life
To figure out where I went wrong

 

But I ran into your old lover last night
Down at The Rack N Roll
I said it's funny I should see you here
There's something I want you to know
I just wish I could have been as cool as him
When it was time for letting you go

 

There's a mean ole dog follows me around
Breaking my peace of mind
And whatever it is I keep searching for
It's getting pretty hard to find
But there won't be a day goes by
You don't cross my mind

CHORUS

150 Years Ago- Written By Matthew B. Mayes
 

Every time I would ask her to marry she would always say no. 

At her reply she would notice the relief written on my face. 

She was wise enough to simply let me go. 

Told me I should have lived 150 years ago.

 

Talking with a friend of mine today from Allentown. 

Three feet of snow had given him a case of cabin fever. 

He said year to year things here are great. 

We concluded we were born 150 years too late. 

 

And our forefathers stole a life so wonderful and new, 

from a people who had one old, sacred and true. 

They made life so easy we no more appreciate,

I’m living in their lies 150 years too late. 

 

I live way back in the mountains in the land of Cherokees. 

Four distinct seasons to live with and rolling mystery. 

A sense of home and most familiar grace, 

I can dream even if it’s 150 years too late.

 

A sense of home and most familiar grace, 

I can dream even if it’s 150 years too late.

 

A sense of home and most familiar grace,

I can dream even if it’s 150 years too late.

3:25 (Tick Tock) Written By Matthew B. Mayes
 

Well it’s 3:25 in the morning, baby you’re on my mind. 

Police knocking at my door cause his watch is bigger than mine 

Way too tired for sleeping, way too high to fly

If you don’t find me over here try looking on the other side 

He said you know what time it is, well I did not have a clue 

No I calmly said, I should be asking you 

He said your party’s over, I said I’ll keep it down 

He said your party’s over or we party downtown...
Chorus 1

No tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Tick tock a tick tick tock Why should I care about time
Tick tock a tick tick tock Your watch is bigger than mine 

Your watch worth more than my Ramshackle Squat (imagine that)


There’s mushroom soup on the stove, Steely Dan in the air 

Everything was looking good everywhere I stared 

A near perfect evening, was ending way too fast 

As Catfish poured the last drops of wine in his glass 

That trumpet quit playing and my fiddle hit the floor 

Said good ride to my friends as they went out the door.

Chorus 2

No tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Tick tock a tick tick tock everybody had a helluva time
Tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Your watch worth more than my Ramshackle Squat (imagine that)

 

Well it’s 3:25 in the morning, baby you’re on my mind. 

The police knocking at my door cause his watch is bigger than mine 

Way too tired for sleeping, way too high to fly

If you don’t find me over here try looking on the other side 

He said you know what time it is, well I did not have a clue 

No I calmly said, I should be asking you 

He said your party’s over, I said I’ll keep it down 

He said your party’s over or we party downtown...

Chorus 3

No tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Tick tock a tick tick tock everybody had a helluva time
Tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Your watch worth more than my Ramshackle Squire 

 

Tick tock a tick tick tock your watch is bigger than mine 

Your watch worth more than my Ramshackle Squat

Amorous (JC Live version) Written By Matthew B. Mayes

 

Season changing guess baby so am I. 

I’m another year older maybe not another year wise. 

I’m waking up from a bad dream and I’m right in another. 

Life’s scattered me all over the place, 

I got to find a way to pull myself together.

Never mind the weather.

Mr. Toad took him a wild ride. 

He’s been lost so long, ain’t nowhere left to hide. 

Love made hard a simple plan. 

Toss up your heart, see where it lands. 

You put a golden band on your left hand and 

all the whiskey in the world can’t ease the pain of being a man.

 

Can’t you understand?

 

Love made hard a simple plan. 

Toss up your heart, see where it lands. 

You put a golden band on your left hand and 

all the whiskey in the world can’t ease the pain of being a man.

 

LOOOOOOONG JAM 

 

This is the best part. 

Fill your life you pain and suffer

Sacrifice great passion to your art

There’s no need to create more trouble or strife

Cause there’s enough already built here in life

 

That big roll of keys darling stuffed down in my pocket

I don’t know darling if my key fits no more.

For over six years I been staring through your keyhole

My only way in now darling you unlock the door

 

From a frozen glass the  fool gave his last toast

Now his jacket’s out there worn by a ghost

And the river of love a cheating sun has turned to stone

When I’m dead and gone dust will cover my bones

So I gave into the animals

Beneath the archways of pain

 

Never have I been so low

I don’t know if I’ll ever surface again

So I gave it to the animal

Beneath the archways of pain

 

Never have I been so low

I don’t know if I’ll ever surface again

YEAH

Oh, baby I wanna shake you down

Eat you alive

Like a smooth, sweet peach

Amorous

Amorous

Amorous

Amorous

Amorous

Amorous

Casually Moves On- Written by Matthew B. Mayes , Noel Felty

 

She led you to a place with water and seed, 

still you remain just one stride behind. 

It makes no sense your mourning song, 

so she casually moves on. 

And you remain, you remain just one stride behind. 

You remain just one stride behind. 

 

The forest is old for all to behold. 

Life just a dot in the scope of time. 

A minute could be ten thousand years,

it all depends on how you time your days. 

And you remain, you remain just one stride behind. 

You remain just one stride behind.

 

Led you to a place, water and seed

Led you to a place, now you down on your knees.

 

Fade in, fade out or fade away, like the desert radio. 

Stretches of highway with no one on them. 

I am no one on them.

 

Casually moves on.

Casually moves on.

By & By - Written By Matthew B. Mayes

 

This life is changing by and by
This world is changing by and by
Plant a seed and then you watch it die
Where will I be a by and by
I’m livin’ on a rock a rock that rolls
And it’s rollin’ right over my poor soul

 

Choose your creed by and by
It’s what you make it by and by
Just an answer to the question why
Will there be a by and by
Everybody keeps their faith afloat
In the same old river just a different boat

 

CHO
There’s a spirit soarin’ so listen to the cannons roaring
Everything that we’re destroying now open your eyes
‘Cause if we share the same mother how do we kill our brother?
Never ever to recover just gone, gone, gone, forever

 

A better time by and by
A better place by and by 

Nothin’ beats a failure but a try
There’s got to be a by and by
There’s gonna be a price to pay 

For livin’ out your stoic ways

 

CHO

 

In the by and by (repeats x 4)

Breckenridge- Written By Matthew B. Mayes

I’ve been trying to take my show to Breckenridge Colorado. 

There’s a stone still unturned, under a bridge that slowly burns. 

The water in our well is dry, the conversations turning wry. 

I need to pick you up, or shake you off, and get on with my life...


You burned in my head last night, your body glowing by the candlelight. 

Living to regret the day, I ever let her go 

Maybe it was in poor taste, the way she laid my soul to waste 

Darling was it the thrill of the chase, or are you just that cold?

 

Baby, you don’t give a damn about me, you don’t give a damn about me. 

You don’t give a damn about me I’m just a thorn in your side.


Well I’ve been trying to take my show to Breckenridge Colorado. 

Some things you have to learn and some you never know baby. 

The water in our well is dry, the conversations turning wry 

I’m gonna pick you up, or shake you off, and get on with my life

 

You don’t give a damn about me, you don’t give a damn about me. 

You don’t give a damn about me I’m just a thorn in your side

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