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Gone Too Long

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released May 22, 2012

Chris Breault - acoustic guitar, electric guitar, piano, bass, harmonica, drums, drum programming, percussion, vocals

Produced by: Chris Breault
Recorded at: 3P Studios Paxton, MA
Engineered and Mixed by: Chris Breault

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Track Name: Bring Me Some Water
Bring me some water, I’m dying of thirst
Give me direction, I took a turn for the worse
But show me a sign, I’m going to need that first

I’ve had money, and I’ve had none
I’ve had me a woman well, maybe more than one
And I’ve had the blues, ever since I was young

Darkness all around me, no stars in the sky
My lips are cracked and my throat is dry
So bring me some water or I’m surely goin’ to die

Don’t know if there’s a heaven, but I don’t want to go to hell
I threw my last dime into the wishing well
What’s keeping me alive, I just can’t tell

I never get to sleep ‘til I close eyes
I wasn’t scared of living, I ain’t afraid to die
So, bring me some water, the end is growing nigh
Track Name: City Bound
I’m moving out, I’m looking in
I don’t need anyone to ask me where I’ve been
I’m light on time, with a heavy heart
It’s about a woman, I’ll tell you from the start

She was a girl with an old man’s soul
She got near me and that’s when I lost control
It’s a great big world with lots to see
She was bound to see it someday with or without me

Tell the boys I won’t be round, that I’m tired of this ol’ town
I spent all my money on a train that’s city bound

She loves to dance she loves to groove
She’s the kind of girl that always has to move
She lets it out she takes it in
And once she’s been somewhere she don’t go back again

She plays guitar she loves to sing
She has a phone but always lets it ring
The latest thing, well that’s nothing new
Some times you play the blues, some times the blues play you

Don’t you make a sound, about where I can be found
I’ll be saying my goodbyes from a train that’s city bound

These ol’ wheels are rolling slow
They’ve got a lot of miles and I think they’re gonna blow
Don’t want know but even so
Nothing’s going to stop me from where I need to go

My head is hangin’ low
Most time’s it’s just for the show
This country boy is getting loud
I’m trading the wind through the trees for the roar of the crowd

Tell the boys I won’t be round, that I’m tired of this ol’ town
I spent all my money on a train that’s city bound
Now don’t you make a sound about where I can be found
I’m saying my goodbyes from a train that’s city bound
Track Name: Gone Too Long
Sometimes the night gets so lonely
Sometimes I want to be alone
Sometimes I just got to ramble
Sometimes I want to stay at home
I feel so alone

I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been taken back, thrown off track, left all alone
I’ve been gone too long…but I’m coming home

Sometimes a right turns out wrong
Sometimes the weak become be the strong
Sometimes it’s the singer not the song
Sometimes I wonder what’s taking so long
What’s taking so long

I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been thrown out back, taken to task, strung along
I’ve been gone too long….but I’m coming home

I’ve been hanging in the city
And I’ve been roaming through the towns
I’ve been down so it’s pity
I’ve been more sad than the clown

I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been gone too long
I’ve been thrown off track, taken to task, I walk alone
I’ve been gone too long….but I’m coming home
Track Name: Hey Little Bird (Don't You Fly Away)
Hey little bird don’t you fly away
I could use your song to brighten my day
See my own little bird flew yesterday
Said a whole lot by having nothing to say

So, let the clouds roll in and block the sun
I don’t want today to be a beautiful one
Falling on your sword is never that much fun
But the sweetest love is hard won

Well, I promised her a lot and I swear that’s what she got
But she took it all and threw it right away
I gave it everything I had but still she seemed so sad
She had a way about her but I loved her anyway

Hey little bird what do you say?
Can you sing me a song from yesterday?
When every little thing was going my way
But that was all then and now it’s today

‘Cause I’m a son-of-a-bitch if there ever was one
Well, I’d be the bitch if I wasn’t the son
I think she loved me but I was no one
I could have been the moon I could have been the sun

Well, I promised her a lot and I swear that’s what she got
But when I would shine she never happened to look my way
I gave her everything I had but that just made her mad
She had a way about her but I loved her anyway

The night was creeping up when I got the call
It was from her daddy at the police hall
He said, “She didn’t just leave you, she left us all”
“We found her hanging by the cellar wall”

I gave it all I got and I swear that was a lot
She said it all by having nothing more to say
The funny thing is, the thing that drew me in
She had a way about her but I loved her anyway

She had a way about her but I loved her anyway
Track Name: Rue Dauphine
I fell on down in New Orleans
I woke up on the sidewalk with a hole in my jeans
Before these hands picked me up it made no sense
But there I was standing up against a fence

He had a long white hair and a beard the same
Introduced himself, never really got the name
He said “Son, let me give you some of my advice”
He started to sing and it sounded real nice, he sang

“Fi fi fiddley-i dee”
If you want to see the future just take a look at me
People come and people go
Life burns fast you’ve got to take it slow

He pointed down the street and said “That’s my bar.
If people see you drunk they really know who you are
Enough about me, what makes you think?
Let’s spill us some words and a couple of drinks”

He turned to go I. I started real slow
My body was aching from my head to my toes
Over his shoulder he said “Ain’t you gonna come?”
He walked with a rhythm and started to hum, he sang

“Fi fi fiddley-i dee”
If you want to see the future just take a look at me
People come and people go
Life burns fast you’ve got to take it slow

We met every day that week in his bar
We talked about jazz and the madi gras
We spoke about women and waxed about life
Laughed about good times and sighed about strife

He died one week from the day that we met
Though it’s been a few years I remember him yet
I’ve lived everyday and I don’t miss a thing
I loved how to lived and I learned how to sing, I sing

“Fi fi fiddley-i dee”
If you want to see the future just take a look at me
People come and people go
Life burns fast you’ve got to take it slow

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