1. |
Another Way
04:47
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Tell me a lie
Make me feel good
You couldn't make me face the music
If you wanted to
Tell me a lie
About a time long gone
If we knew then what we know now
We wouldn't write songs
Hang me up
Like Christmas lights
I may not mean much but I sure do
Sparkle at night
Lay me out
Like a fresh bit of lace
Before I got cut I just felt like
I'd fit anyplace
How have you been?
Been so long since we talked like this
Who are we to say
We'd be better off another way
Ramble on
My tangled tongue
Stumble on words I am thinking
But stringing up long
Hear me out
My constant doubts
Patiently whisper me back from
This void I have found
How have you been?
Been so long since we talked like this
Who are we to say
We'd be better off another way
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2. |
Babydoll
03:03
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Couldn't tie my shoes
So I learned to love the fall
Blood stains and gap-tooth grins
Couldn't sing my blues
So I stole my time to talk
Shut up and listen here
Never needed no help
Until you came along
Babydoll
Never needed no help at all
Shook me up real good
Now I'm righting wrongs
Babydoll
Guess I needed it after all
Couldn't earn my meal
Took up dumpster diving
The rats and I we ate like kings
Couldn't play the field
So I swung for the fences
Never signed to either team
Never needed no help
Until you came along
Babydoll
Never needed no help at all
Shook me up real good
Now I'm righting wrongs
Babydoll
Guess I needed it after all
But you knew that
Yeah you knew that
Couldn't stitch my sail
So I sunk my boat
I left the gold for someone else
Couldn't walk through hell
So I applied for a job
I threw my fire at those ahead
Never needed no help
Until you came along
Babydoll
Never needed no help at all
Shook me up real good
Now I'm righting wrongs
Babydoll
Guess I needed it after all
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3. |
Landmines
03:11
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I miss the days when we would laugh
Until we couldn't breathe
Way back when a 30 rack
And chairs were all we needed
Drinking like a Friday night
On Tuesday afternoon
Real life was just something for
Somebody else to do
Slam a can down on your quarter
Now you gotta drink
Look out for the landmines
As far as the eye can see
Wander in and wander out and
Weaving to and fro
Made it through alive somehow
And out into the snow
I don't mind at all
The way my chips have fallen
And I hope if we were talking
Then you would say the same
Been some ups and downs
Some friends that ain't around
Away or underground
I love them all the same
So I'll try and call tomorrow
If it fits into my day
We don't have to listen to nobody
But ourselves
Dance around these landmines
Like there ain't no chance in hell
They're blowing
Up and down these icy hills
Until the early morn
They'll kick us off the playground
But we'll come back when they're gone
I don't mind at all
The way my chips have fallen
And I hope if we were talking
Then you would say the same
Miles they are wide
And so's the stretch of time
Between those days and you and I
With landmines all the way
So I'll try and call tomorrow
If it fits into my day
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4. |
Drinking Song #1
02:44
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It's a little bit funny
But mostly just sad
That each and every beer
Is the best I've ever had
Drowning all my sorrows
In a pint-sized glass
I'll feel it all tomorrow
But tonight ain't bad
You ain't pretty now
But just like the weather
Wait a little bit
It gets a little bit better
When the liquor starts flowing
I can go out and get her
If she can understand me
While I'm slurring all my letters
I've drunk far
And I've drunk wide
I've backed my days
With a slice of lime
Every bartender
Is a friend of mine
Til the jingle in my pockets
Starts getting real quiet
I ain't ever been in love
In Mexico
But one tequila, two tequila,
Vamonos
I don't need a sunset
To let me know
That beauty comes
In shades of gold
And of all of my friends
That I've met on the road
Mister Jack Daniel
Is the best I've ever known
Sitting in my glass
He won't leave me alone
And when I get tired
He'll drive me home
It's a little bit funny
But mostly just sad
That each and every drink
Is the best I've ever had
Drowning all my sorrows
In a two-inch glass
I'll feel it all tomorrow
But tonight ain't bad
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5. |
Traditional Senses
03:47
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When my father first met my mother
She was kicking him out of her apartment
She had broken her leg
That day
She was tired
And wanted to sleep
When my father proposed to my mother
He tied her a ring out of string
With a notecard that read
This is all I can get
Til the world tells its secrets to me
I'm not for love in traditional senses
I like my love where it fills in the cracks
I don't need love like those storied romances
The white picket fences
The only get one chances
I don't need something that burns like a dry Christmas tree
I need something that moves like the continents
Parting the sea
For the new world to come
And on a quiet day, you can hear all of it hum
I'm not for love in traditional senses
I like my love where it fills in the cracks
I don't need love like those storied romances
The white picket fences
The only get one chances
Petticoat dances
Flights and the fancies
He was so handsomes
She keeps me honests
Mistletoe transoms
Love isn't ransom
It's blowing the bank open
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Michael Andre Sampson Seattle, Washington
Singer-songwriter based in Seattle Washington
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