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Beeline
02:35
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Packed my bags, I’m heading for the seaside
Gonna breathe that sea air in
Take everything I own and make a beeline
For the north east coast of Éirinn
Mama’s ready with the TLC
To hear tales of my failed romance
Daddy says he’s plenty of whiskey
These blues don’t stand a chance, no
Packed my bags, I’m heading for the seaside
Gonna breathe that sea air in
Take everything I own and make a beeline
For the north east coast of Éirinn
I didn’t lose my baby, no, I know exactly where he is
He’s propping up a bar somewhere, it’s not my problem now
It’s somebody else’s
Packed my bags, I’m heading for the seaside
Gonna breathe that sea air in
Take everything I own and make a beeline
For the north east coast of Éirinn
Packed my bags, I’m heading for the seaside
Packed my bags, I’m gonna make a beeline
Packed my bags, I’m heading for the seaside
On the north east coast of Éirinn
The north east coast of Éirinn
The north east coast
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2. |
Sorrow's Friend
03:05
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I am the girl, whom Sorrow named his friend
My company, he’s seeked out once again
He comes ‘round every couple years or so
When he’ll leave me, only Sorrow knows
I am the girl, whom Sorrow follows ‘round
I can’t shake him, he always tracks me down
Sometimes I don’t see him coming
He creeps up so silently
But I can feel him surrounding me
Sorrow, you ain’t no
Friend to me or anybody
No, Sorrow, you ain’t no friend of mine
I am the girl, in whose heart Sorrow rests
He’s made his home here, all curled up in my chest
He drains the joy right from my blood and bones
Oh, how I long for Sorrow to be gone
Sorrow, you ain't no
Friend to me or anybody
No, Sorrow, you ain’t no friend of mine
Sorrow, you ain't no
Friend to me or anybody
No, Sorrow, you ain’t no friend of mine
No, Sorrow, you ain’t no friend of mine
Sorrow, you ain’t no friend of mine
Sorrow, no, you ain’t no friend of mine
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3. |
Tell Me
04:58
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I’m a guest now in my own hometown
And my welcome is getting well-worn-out
Been burning lots of bridges
Drowning some in stout
People recognise me
But they don’t know me anymore
If I keep acting this way
They’ll want to know me less for sure
Tell me this is all just a phase
Tell me there will be better days
Tell me even when I won’t believe you, I need you
To tell me that I’m gonna be okay
I keep kissing people that I shouldn’t kiss
It’s a little cloudy judgement and a lot of loneliness
I’ve been testing patience
Stretching limits to the max
Don’t know how I got here
I fear there’s no turning back
Tell me this is all just a phase
Tell me there will be better days
Tell me even when I won’t believe you, I need you
To tell me that I’m gonna be okay
My mother, I love her, she’s the best woman you’ll meet
She says “don’t trouble trouble until trouble troubles you”
Does she know that “trouble” is me?
Tell me this is all just a phase
Tell me there will be better days
Tell me even when I won’t believe you
Tell me especially when I won’t believe you, I need you
To tell me that I’m gonna be okay
Please tell me that I’m gonna be okay
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4. |
Living Room
03:31
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There’s a dead man in your living room
A dead man in your living room
I’m laughing at the irony
I know you would laugh too
They say only love can break your heart
I’ve heard only love can break your heart
Well, I’m not sure about that
But one thing I know is true
The only thing saving my heart is love for you
There’s a dead man in your living room
A dead man in your living room
I’m laughing at the irony
I know you would laugh too
Oh, those roses you sowed in the garden
Those lovely roses you sowed in the garden
All came out to bloom and they were asking after you
Those roses, they’re really missing you
There’s a dead man in your living room
A dead man in your living room
I’m laughing at the irony
I know you would laugh too
Whiskey tastes different since you’ve gone
Whiskey tastes different since you’ve gone
Now I enjoy it less, but I appreciate it more
Getting through this kind of thing’s what whiskey’s for
There’s a dead man in your living room
A dead man in your living room
I’m laughing at the irony
I know you would laugh too
There’s a dead man in your living room
A dead man in your living room
I’m laughing at the irony
I know you would laugh
At the irony, I
Know you would laugh
At that irony too
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5. |
Bad Man
03:40
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Honey, I know that you’re not a bad man
You were just no good for me
I thought you played harmonica
Your dog was a big plus
But the dog died of old age
The harmonica died of rust
And the cracks started to appear
Like bubbles in beer
Honey, I know that you’re not a bad man
You were just no good for me
I ignored the warning signs
Bit my tongue too many times
Not that I was never out of line
I know I have an ugly side
And maybe I brought yours out in you
And it was all too much too soon
Honey, I know that you’re not a bad man
You were just no good for me
Deep down, I know that you are a good man
You just weren’t the man for me
You just weren’t the man for me
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6. |
The Wallowin' Blues
03:05
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I’ve got no reason to get out of bed
Life is easier here in my head
Make a fort out of my duvet and hide here instead
Don’t see no point in getting dressed today
Nobody cares what I look like anyway
I haven’t even seen a single soul for days
I’ve got the wallowing, wallowing blues
Oh, the wallowing, the wallowing blues
Alright, I’ll get up, I’ll even get dressed
Can’t leave the house though, it’s way too much stress
Everything is so hard, I feel so depressed
I’ve got the wallowing, wallowing blues
Oh, the wallowing, the wallowing blues
The wallowing, wallowing blues
I’ll come out of hiding and put on a brave face
Gonna get out and rejoin the human race
I probably won’t win it, but maybe I’ll place
You’ve still got to be in it, even just to place
The wallowing, wallowing blues
Oh, the wallowing, the wallowing blues
The wallowing, the wallowing blues
I’ve got to get rid of these wallowing blues
The wallowing, wallowing blues
Fuck the wallowing, the wallowing blues
The wallowing, the wallowing blues
Life is too short for wallowing blues
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7. |
Franny's Song
04:19
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He laid a knee on Ventry’s gold sand
He looked into her eyes and requested her hand
And as the Atlantic gently kissed the shore
She swore to be his forever more
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
As their love took momentum
To Cortown it sent them
To live and to write in a cottage of song
To sing and to play every hour, every day
Until magical melodies came flowing along
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
All time is borrowed, but each moment is new
May you grow old in love
May you never be blue
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8. |
This Fear
05:06
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He still haunts my dreams
My thoughts and my memories
Although much less as more time goes by
I try my best never to cry
But oh, this fear may break my shoulders
It chills me to my bones
And now it’s here to take me over
It won’t leave me alone, no
The fear that he may have won
That all his damage cannot be undone
That he stole all my love for himself
And left me with none for anyone else
But oh, this fear may break my shoulders
It chills me to my bones
And now it’s here to take me over
It won’t leave me alone, no
But oh, this fear may break my shoulders
It chills me to my bones
And now it’s here to take me over
It won’t leave me alone, no
But oh, this fear may break my shoulders
It chills me to my bones
And now it’s here to take me over
It won’t leave me alone, no
No, no, no, no
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9. |
I Remember You
05:29
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There’s a ship out on the sea
And it’s drifting
Lights flicker on and off at times
Passengers are gone home, and the crew is there alone
They just sit and watch the whole damn world float by
There’s a love light in your eyes that’s missing
There’s a bell up in the tower that never rings
The woods are teamed with birds
Who haven’t got a word
Who haven’t got a single song to sing
I remember you, I remember dancing
I remember summer and drinking summer wine
Yeah, I remember you, I remember dreaming
I was dreaming of the winter when you’d be mine
Now the sun has gone in
What has been has been
What will be will be
And we’ll start all over again
The bar is closing now and I’m leaving
There’s a new day somewhere down that dusty road
Maybe on the far side of that mountain
Maybe it’s some paradise all alone
I remember you, I remember dancing
I remember summer and drinking summer wine
Yeah, I remember you, I remember dreaming
I was dreaming of the winter when you’d be mine
Yeah, dreaming of the winter when you’d be mine
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10. |
Trinkets & Tinsel
03:23
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Two weeks before Christmas Day
You left with an Irish goodbye
I know there’s no sense to be made of it
No use wondering why
So I’ll throw up some lights
And I’ll cover a tree
In tacky old trinkets and tinsel
And wish you were here with me
Midnight mass became poker games
Early gifts and very late laughs
House full to the brim and all the trimmings
We never did things by halves
So I’ll throw up some lights
And I’ll cover a tree
In tacky old trinkets and tinsel
And wish you were here with me
As another year closes
The hole only grows
And the truth is I find it so hard
That you left a space at the Christmas table
But only love in my heart
So I’ll throw up some lights
And I’ll cover a tree
In tacky old trinkets and tinsel
And wish you were here with me
So, I’ll throw up some lights
And I’ll cover a tree
In tacky old trinkets and tinsel
And wish you were here with me
And wish you were here with me
I wish you were here with me
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The garden was lined with silent birds
And strangers in smart uniforms
They nodded their heads in solemn respect
As I climbed the steps to the door
I wanted to run
I wanted to scream
I wanted to be back asleep
Back in my dreams where everything seemed
So much more rational and real
But I stood and stared like a statue
Waiting for the punchline of the joke
Your hair, only barely silvered
Still smelled of fresh cigarette smoke
Well, a man who leaves a half cuppa tea
Is a man who’s not finished his work
And maybe your job was to open our eyes
To the wonder and beauty on this earth
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me
If you want to rest, my love
Then I hope it’s peaceful
But it doesn’t feel as though
You are resting at all
‘Cause I can still sense it
Your gentle spirit
I can still hear you cheering me on
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
All you were to me, you still are
And you will always be
And you will always be
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Joy Booth MH, Ireland
Joy Booth is a singer/songwriter from Navan, Co. Meath. No stranger to some of Ireland's best venues and festivals, she has
opened shows for many musical luminaries, including
Wallis Bird, Cathy Davey, Pilgrim St, Declan O'Rourke, Mary Coughlan and The Lost Brothers. Joy's music is a simmering soup of folk, blues and country. Her long-awaited debut album "All You Were" is out in January 2023.
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