I haven’t recorded anything for a while, in part because I’ve been busy with Gert. But the Songfight title Come a-Hellin grabbed my attention, and a week later here I sit with a new song.
I intended this track to be mostly acoustic, maybe something like Doreen, but it lacked punch until I added the electric guitars. I also didn’t have Chris’s Taylor, and getting a decent tone from either of my Yamahas is a black art I haven’t mastered.
in and out of every place.
Pay for me, and I might carry you.
I’ll watch you toss another back and
you watch me shake my head and say,
“you do that like it’s what you’re born to do.”
And if you had your way
we’d greet the morning lying on the floor.
When you go, take my saddest days
and don’t come a-hellin’ ’round here anymore.
I realize there’s more to getting over things than checkin’ out,
all the same you never let me down.
Oh you’ve changed as I get older,
I like you less and need you more,
but it never matters when you come around.
Still if you had your way
we’d greet the morning passed out on the floor.
When you go, take my saddest days
and don’t come a-hellin’ ’round here anymore.
Only you can get the daylight spinnin’, like this.
Only you can be let me off the hook I know.
If it weren’t for you I’d have my shit together,
shake the floor and I’d be good to go,
But it’s not my fault, my God I can’t tell you “no.”
I can’t tell you “no.”
And if you had your way
we’d greet the morning lying on the floor.
When you go, take my saddest days
and don’t come a-hellin’ ’round here anymore.