ER

IN THE WAT
SOMETHING
 1. something in the water
2. wanna be your man
3. underground
4. when did you leave heaven
5. cairo, illinois
6. actin’ a fool
7. all night long
8. goodbye, barcelona
9. far away
10. the spark
1 1. bad girl
12. knockin’ the dust off
the rust belt tonight
produced by j i m m y s u t t o n
co-produced by p o k e y l af a r g e
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1. something in the water 3. underground
(Pokey LaFarge-Jimmy Sutton-Scott Ligon-Casey McDonough) (Pokey LaFarge-Jimmy Sutton)
Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI) / Chesterboy Music (BMI) / Legmusic (ASCAP) / Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI) / Chesterboy Music (BMI)
Bardough Music (BMI)
a hurricane is brewing in the east
she got a broke down el camino while forest fires rage in the west
in the front yard up on blocks but when the new madrid line, breaks our poor spine
her mom walks around in a pink nightgown that’s it, there isn’t anymore
sandals and white socks
she don’t mind a baseball game tornadoes twisting in the south
in the middle of the lightning and the rain while a blizzard blows down from the north
she’s a pain in my brain, drives me insane when them old tectonic plates, set off that big earthquake
but i love her just the same, boys cities will crumble from shore to shore
love her just the same
so get ready, get ready
something in the water (something in the water) listen everybody, can’t you hear that sound
something in the water (something in the water) from the underground, can’t you hear that sound
ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh from the underground, can’t you hear that sound
what makes her crazy i don’t know
never seen anything like her before the end won’t come from disease
there must be something in the water and it won’t be from any nuclear bomb
the ground beneath our feet, will rise up to meet
she does her makeup and hair the fire in the sky, becoming one
to cook fried chicken in her underwear if there is a god, he’s of the land
she drinks malt liquor for lunch and dinner and he does not favor any man
and sends me running scared father time has the final say, but it doesn’t matter anyway
she yells, she screams and she beats me mother nature has made a deal and now it’s done
but i don’t mind the way she treats me
she’ll someday lead to my death i know from the underground, can’t you hear that sound, can’t you
but i’ll stay with her just the same, boys hear that sound
stay with her just the same from the underground, can’t you hear that sound, comin’ up
from the underground
my hoosier girl is so fine
shake the watermelon off the vine
she’ll blow you a fist
throw you a kiss and you’ll thank her every time
4. when did you leave heaven
(Walter Bullock-Richard Whiting)
mmm, they’re all so crazy and beautiful
but i tell you the woman is never dull
EMI April Music Inc. (ASCAP) / EMI Robbins Catalog Inc. (ASCAP)
they’ll break your back, give you a heart attack
but you need them just the same, boys 5. cairo, illinois
need them just the same (Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI)
if it’s not where you’re from
but what you had where you happened to come from
2. wanna be your man more or less i’d say that i had none
(Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI) eatin’ and drinkin’ would be all that i do
something’s wrong honey, this i know and if it’s not what you do
never seen you this way before but what you got, then i got less
hey baby, i wanna be your man and out of loving or playing, i like loving the best
i can tell you need a friend now baby, take me with you when you go
step aside, won’t you let me in
hey baby, who do you think i am? take me to the bridge where the rivers collide
down in cairo, illinois on a saturday night
it’s late and it’s ’bout to pour i might jump in
your neighbor’s tired of me hanging ’round your door everyone wants to hear a song
i’ll say one thing and nothing more that helps the day seem half as long
i wanna be your man but i’m trying
i want you to see that i’m trying, babe
some people don’t like me hanging around
but there’s no reason for that i’ve found if you’ve lost your ticket to paradise
hey baby, please don’t look so sad or you spent your money for the bus
when you’re all alone and you need a hand it’s cold coffee in the morning, slow trumpet at dusk
let me come into your house and be your handyman now baby, catch that old midnight train
hey baby, what about the fun we’ve had? i want you to hear that i’m trying, babe
i can tell you’ve had a long day down by the levee
why don’t we smoke something, take the pain away where you swear god’s got you shamed
it’s okay, i’ll be your shelter from the storm just cast your doubts and the mistakes that you’ve made
don’t let your demons take control into that old wishing well, well well well well
let me rock you with a steady roll don’t the river look lonesome at twilight?
it’s cold, baby, won’t you come and keep me warm? well, there ain’t no looking back
it’s just a broken fiddle and an old tote sack
in the morning you’ll be going south
i want you to feel like i’m trying, babe, oh yes
i want you to know that i’m trying
6. actin’ a fool
(Pokey LaFarge-Ryan Koenig)
Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI) / Ryan Koenig,
administered by Trade Root Music (ASCAP)
some days up, some days down
think i’ll jump into the river and drown
with no means for healing, no cure can be found
if i end up drinking everything in the room
i’m just, actin’ a fool, forgetting you
actin’ a fool, forgetting you
look over the horizon, what do you see?
another sun is setting on me
last rays of sunlight, taking my sanity
if you see me howling, howling at the moon
i’m just, actin’ a fool, forgetting you
actin’ a fool, forgetting you
everyone has a story, every song has an end
now i am finished and i won’t sing again
i’ll drink myself green
don’t mind that money i spend
you were the last thing i had left to lose
i’ll be, actin’ a fool, forgetting you
actin’ a fool, forgetting you
some days up, some days down
think i’ll jump into the river and drown
with no means for healing, no cure can be found
if i end up drinking everything in the room
i’m just, actin’ a fool, forgetting you
actin’ a fool, forgetting you
actin’ a fool, forgetting you
i’m just actin’ a fool, forgetting you
7. all night long
(Hudson Whittaker) Songs of Universal, Inc. (ASCAP)
8. goodbye, barcelona
(Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI)
last night i dreamt you were a glass of rioja
wine we drank on the first night we met
if you could cross my tongue
and trace through my veins
you could have gone with me on the morning i left
oh, la meva maca señorita
you danced the sardana, bare feet on the floor
and when you get tired lay your head on my chest
please hear my song, don’t you cry no more
oh, my heart is a bird that sings while you’re gone
la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
the loneliest song that you’ve ever heard
la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
goodbye, barcelona, so glad i’ve been shown ya
i’m going, i’m leaving the land of the sun
for the far north where i don’t want to go
where the rain it stops for no one
but i’m bringing a bottle of rum
i was just thinking about my return
temptation like oranges lies ripe on the vine
sagrada familia grows taller each year
like my love for you that grows stronger with time
9. far away
(Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI)
where have all the good girls gone?
was there ever one?
they will win you with their eyes,
then trap you in their thighs
stay away from love, stay away, boys
far away, far away, far away
far away, far away, far away
as the lights of home draw near
there’s a black cat at my door
and he spoke to me
in a manner low and mean
she ain’t here, she ain’t here, she ain’t here, oh no
far away, far away, far away
far away, far away, far away
mother and my sisters three
forgive these words i speak
for all them pretty, pretty girls
with their lips and their curls
have robbed my pride from me, dear mom
far away, far away, far away
far away, far away, far away
where have all the good girls gone?
was there ever one?
they will win you with their eyes
then they’ll trap you in their thighs
stay away from love, stay away, boys
far away, far away, far away
far away, far away, far away
10. the spark
(Pokey LaFarge-Jimmy Sutton-Ryan Koenig)
Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI) / Chesterboy Music (BMI) /
Ryan Koenig, administered by Trade Root Music (ASCAP)
well, i was laying in the dark
when i felt a spark, suddenly come over me
as the feeling got stronger,
i could no longer, get myself back to sleep
the melody was flowing, and the rhythm started growing
i guess it had to be from my soul
cause if it feels right, it’s like love at first sight
when it hits you, then you know
it’s the spark, when you get it, you know you got it
it’s the spark, when you don’t know you want it
yes, you know you gotta have the spark
i started buzzin’ like a phone
rattling my bones, and shaking dust off my wings
i set my eyes towards the sky, as the sun started to rise
i was so high, i thought i could fly
and i just might dare, but my baby might care
disturbing her at such a time
i’ll keep it close to the vest till i can get it off my chest
and sing it with a friend of mine
yes, you know you gotta have the spark
mmm, you know you gotta have the spark
11. bad girl
(Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI)
keep your angel wings on tight, babe
wear your halo proudly, too
you can try your best to behave
but i know you have the devil inside of you
my mom said that she thought you were
part angel and part saint
but you’re quite used to convincing
people of everything you ain’t
you’re a bad girl, you’re a bad girl
soon they’ll all be on to you
you can wear white to your wedding
ask the preacher to bless your soul
but when you see st. peter at them pearly gates
you won’t have what it takes to pay the toll
you’re a bad girl, you’re a bad girl
soon they’ll all be on to you
you’re a bad girl, you’re a bad girl
soon they’ll all be on to you
oh, keep your angel wings on tight, babe
yes that’s what an evil girl would do
you’re just a bad girl
that’s what an evil girl would do
you’re a bad girl
12. knockin’ the dust off
the rust belt tonight
(Pokey LaFarge) Pokey LaFarge Publishing (BMI)
well the lights are on, it’s time to go
gotta hit the stage for another show
knockin’ the dust off the rust belt tonight
i started out, all by myself
but i’m lucky now that i’ve found some help to
knock the dust off the rust belt tonight
have you seen what’s happenin’ ’round here?
you ask most people, they don’t care
but now is the time we have to do things right
so we’re knockin’ the dust off the rust belt tonight
from the c-h-i to the s-t-l
i was born to raise a ruckus and do it well
knockin’ the dust off the rust belt tonight
take a jazz band with a country beat
it’s midwestern swing for your dancin’ feet
we’re gonna knock the dust off the rust belt tonight
a newspaperman said it couldn’t be done
but i lived it, i wrote it, in a song i sung
knockin’ the dust off the rust belt tonight
this ain’t your momma and your daddy’s midwest
we have what it takes to stand the test
knockin’ the dust off the rust belt tonight
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we’ve indulged a lot, we’ve laughed much, and lived that
much more. for in the “hi-style” we trust. hmmmm, yes and
that’s a must. what we’ve got−we get it, what we want−
we’ll get it, and what we’ve done we’ve worked very hard to
make sure that people will never forget it.
looking back, i’d say we got here and did it all for
“the good times.” so let’s get this next day done, boys,
and hope we live to tell more. let today’s immersions
be tomorrow’s reward…
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Featuring members of the Midwest USA’s finest bands:
the south city three,
the fat babies,
the modern sounds,
and the western elstons
pokey lafarge − vocals, acoustic guitar
paul asaro − piano (2-3, 7-8, 12)
josh bell − baritone saxophone (10)
dave bock − sousaphone (2), trombone (3, 7-8, 12)
chloe feoranzo − c-melody saxophone (3), clarinet (8, 12),
bass clarinet (8), tenor saxophone (10)
joey glynn − upright bass (5-6)
alex hall − drums (1-8, 10-12), organ (1) percussion (3, 8),
background vocals (1, 3-4, 7-8, 11) handclaps (8), piano (10)
adam hoskins − electric guitar (2-3, 5-6, 8, 10),
background vocals (2, 5)
ryan koenig – guitar banjo (1, 5-6, 10), background vocals (2, 5-6),
harmonica (5-6)
scott ligon − piano (1, 11), background vocals (1, 3-5, 9, 11)
casey m donough
c − background vocals (1, 3-5, 8-11)
john otto − clarinet (7-8)
joel paterson − electric guitar (1, 4, 11), lap steel guitar (11)
beau sample − upright bass (1, 3-4, 7-8, 11-12),
background vocals (3)
jake sanders − tenor banjo (3, 7, 12)
andy schumm − cornet (2-3, 7-8, 12)
jimmy sutton − background vocals (2, 7- 8), percussion (3, 8),
handclaps (8), upright bass (10)
Produced by jimmy sutton
Co-producer: pokey lafarge
Engineered by alex hall at Hi-Style Studio, Chicago, Illinois
Assistant engineer: jimmy sutton
Mixed by alex hall at Reliable Recorders, Chicago, Illinois
Mastered by paul blakemore at CMG Mastering and
cameron henry at Welcome To 1979, Nashville, TN
A&R: scott billington
Photography: joshua black wilkins
Package design: jimmy hole
type created by julian baker
thank you: my family for their love and encouragement.
megan mae newman for your inspiration and dedication.
jimmy sutton and alex hall for getting down in the
trenches with me, and being like brothers.
alyce miller for your friendship and hospitality.
jason deem and cara spencer for creating the space
for which was needed to further my creative endeavors.
jeremy and casey miller for your friendship (your
caffeinated energy spurns me ever onward). my band for
their talent, versatility and understanding. mary brabec
for keeping me on the right road. bart schouten for
helping plant the seed. john smith and cassie michel for
all the crazy things they do. steve smith and bill streeter
for their support and friendship. and to my fans for your
support; thanks for believing in me and growing with me.
Management: john smith, 12x12 management
Booking:
USA: frank riley, High Road Touring
UK, Europe: jon barry, CNL Touring
Netherlands: bart schouten, Bart Schouten Agency
Australia, New Zealand, East Asia: dave batty, Artist Voice
pokey lafarge uses d’addario strings
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