Bourbon Express

Bourbon Express is a country band based in Brooklyn, NY.

Lyrics


CRY ABOUT IT LATER


PICK ME UP

(Chorus) I need a pick me up / To get me to the end of the month / It better be something slow and strong / It’s gotta last nearly all month long / Then we can rent a little pick-up truck / Drive away the blues and focus on love / But right now the bills are killing us / And I need a pick me up / / When we got married, it was a happy little dream / Nothing could touch us, or at least it seemed / The stars and the moon and you and me / And all for free / But that was then, this is now / The stars and the moon came crashing down / We paid the lights and the rent and a little TV / With nothing left for you and me / / Chorus / /

DEVIL’S ANGEL

I’m on the road to Hell, and the wheels just keep on turning / Burning holes in my pockets with the money that he’s been earning / The bar is high, but the whiskey’s got me level / When in walks my friend, and she’s holding a handsome devil / / (Chorus) Why’s she gotta go do that? / Why’s he gotta look so good in that cowboy hat? / I know that it wouldn’t be right / But I can’t help but wanting to be the devil’s angel tonight / / I’m feeling fast tonight, and it’s too late to slow down / I’ve been hell on heels ever since my baby left town / Well, she doesn’t know, and I’ve been trying not to show her / But he talked to me, and now my good-girl act is over / / (Chorus) Why’s he gotta go do that? / Why’s he gotta look so good in that cowboy hat? / I know that it wouldn’t be right  / But I can’t help but wanting to be the devil’s angel tonight / Repeat Chorus / / I’m on the road to hell, and the wheels just keep on turning

TURN THE PAGE

Thumbing through the family albums, picture perfect beginning / White dress and flowers, a few weeks at the beach / Babies and Christmas and everyone’s grinning / But the family in the picture’s always just out of reach / / (Chorus) Turn the page, You’ve lingered too long / You can’t re-write history, you’ve done nothing wrong / A blank page is not what you planned for / But all you’ve been trying don’t work anymore / / And while you’re staring at the pictures, You know that they’re lying / Four hearts are broken And everyone’s crying / You can’t stop what everyone around you can see / But you can turn the page and face up to reality / / Chorus / / A happily ever after is waiting for you / And all you have to do is turn the page

TAKE ME OUT

(Chorus) Take me out / Take my mind off of him / Take me in your arms / Make me remember him / Take me home / Make me forget all about him / Take me in don’t let me go / ‘Til I am over him / / I wasn’t looking to replace him / I’m not ready to do that yet / But you surprised me with your country singing / You know how to put your heart in a song / And believe me, I’ve been wondering if I’ll do / something I might regret / Take my hand, take it easy / Take just what you need and you can’t go wrong / / Chorus / / I could read your whole unhappy story / scrawled across your lonesome brow / You’re a good man, but your lady’s / been up to something awful bad / And at your age, you’re not eager / to start your whole life over now / Can’t get your mind off of her love / Cause it’s the best that you ever had / / (Chorus) Take me out / I’ll take your mind off of her / Take me in your arms / So you can remember her / Take me home / I can make you forget all about her / Take me in don’t let me go / ‘Til you are over her / / Take me in don’t let me go / ‘Til I am over him

TELECASTER MAN

He’s a telecaster man– He was your average picker / West of the Cascade Mountains / He grew up on oldies / And alternative rock / Got his start in the punk scene / And wasn’t too bad sounding / But when he held his first Tele / That’s when he knew he couldn’t stop / / (Chorus) He’s a Telecaster man / And he likes that old-time music / He listens with his hands, and he can play about anything / He could smoke his band / But he doesn’t try to prove it / I’m his biggest fan / Cause I like that low-down twang / / I was raised in the country / A fair ways from Tacoma / It was an hour’s long bus ride each way / To see a live band / Most the boys around our town / Played Strats and they’d stone ya / I didn’t know I liked whiskey / ‘Til I met a Telecaster Man / / Chorus / Repeat Chorus / / I’m his biggest fan / Cause I like that low-down twang–

DREAM GIRL

It seems to me I’m your dream girl / When I’m in your dreams / And when you’ve got hold of the real thing / Your interest starts to fade / / (Chorus) If that’s the case, there’s been a big mistake / I’m not meant to be in your world / I’ll have to fade back the way I came / Into the clear cool break of day / Repeat Chorus / / And when the one / I love gets to wondering / Where’s this little girl / He’ll find me in his dreams

TEN GALLON HAT

He had nothing but a ten gallon hat and twenty dollars in his pocket / When I stepped off that Greyhound bus, he must have known that I wanted it / Barely twenty-one years old, didn’t know the difference between loving and living / That summer taught me a lot more than that, and I’m still spinning / He bought me two-dollar pints and shots all night and drove me up to the canyon / We slept out under the stars and talked and lay there hand in hand / I didn’t know that the trouble had started, within his heart ‘ he was already loving and leaving / He set me up on a carousel of love, and I’m still spinning / I bought a one-step test over the counter, and I prayed to god all the way back home / And when I saw the plus sign I know he didn’t want it, and I was all alone / That Planned Parenthood nurse was an angel, she made me feel like ‘ all my sins were forgiven / Somehow I landed on my feet and never looked back, and I’m still spinning / The faded memory of a ten gallon hat, and I’m still spinning

DILLY DALLY

When the sun’s coming up, I want to take my time / With you still sleeping in that bed of mine / But the clock always ticks faster than my daydreams would have it do / They’d rather dilly-dally and stay here with you / / (Chorus) Living the dream’s not all I / Dreamed it would be / Happy at home is where I– I’d like to be / So I could dilly-dally all day with you / / When I’m coming home I never take my time / Can’t wait to get a kiss and a glass of red wine / The train wheels a-keep on moving, but not as fast as I want them to / Why don’t they quit their dilly-dallying and get me home to you? / / Chorus / /

BLAME IT ON THE HANGOVER

Well you can blame it on the first one / That she ever talked to you / And you can blame it on the second / That she danced with you too / But who can blame a girl for having / A little too much fun / Or realizing her mistake / In the first light of dawn / / (Chorus) And if you need somewhere to point the blame / Cause she didn’t even remember your name / And it ended as soon as the party was over / Blame it on the hangover /  / Oh when the sun turns on the lights / Sometimes it’s hard to believe / What looked so good in the dark / Was looking to deceive / So just forget about the girl / And she’ll forget about you / The only thing you can’t forget / Is a heartache for two / / Chorus / /

CRY ABOUT IT LATER

I know we’re smiling now, cause we got us a good thing / But there’s something keeping me up late with worry / You like it how you have it, just a lady by your side / But this lady wants little babies to keep her company / / (Chorus) So we’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / There’s a lot of loving to do between just us two / We’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / Then when the teardrops fall, we’ll be ready for something new / / Keep on giving your time, and I’ll keep trying to sleep at night / Knowing one day will be our last for going steady / You’re the best a girl could have, and you know how to love me right / And I’m sure that in days to come, I’ll miss your company / / (Chorus) So we’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / There’s a lot of loving to do between just us two / We’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / Don’t you give up on me, though I’m libel to turn blue / We’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / We’ll laugh about it now, cry about it later / I don’t want to give up on you until I have to / Then when the teardrops fall, we’ll be ready for something new / /

 FIVE TO NINE

Thank you for the paycheck / It’s awfully kind of you / But it don’t make up for your bullshit / And the hell you put me through / Eight hours a day your treat me like / Your personal Stepford Doll / So don’t expect me after work / To be at your beck and call / / (Chorus) I need a place to hide from you / And get you off of my mind / I’ll probably drink alone tonight / Cause I had to turn off my phone / You’re trying to keep me on the virtual clock / While I’m trying to get offline / Cause from nine to five I’ll sell my soul / But from five to nine I won’t / / Vacation’s never long enough / And never far enough away / Weekends used to end the noise / But now it never can wait until Monday / Well I’ve got news for you I’m through with / Checking my messages constantly / You couldn’t pay me high enough / To turn me on permanently / / Chorus / /

COLD QUIET DRINK

Just a cold quiet drink / On a warm rainy evening / Just wanted to think / About work-life and love / But a stranger sat next to me / Wouldn’t leave me alone / Though anyone could plainly see / It’s not him I’d been dreaming of / / (Chorus) No I didn’t come to talk / Didn’t ask for his company / Took a walk down the block / Just for a change of scenery / / Bartender, my bill / I’ve had quite enough / And you can tell that poor stranger he’ll / Have to bother someone else / Such a backward mentality / I can’t take it anymore / Do I have to have a man with me? / Why can’t I sit here by myself? / / Chorus / / Just a cold, quiet drink / On a warm, rainy evening / Just wanted to think / About work-life and love

 

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