The Second Best Thing In Your Runner Up Year

by Ray Woodruff

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released December 31, 2014

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Track Name: Wise Man For A Day
Just a flaxen headed bride
Silk rustled fields to a car on the roadside
Dust swirled around the rear.
And I figured it was time to get a beer

So if I walked on down the road
Can't say I noticed, can't say I felt alone
Can't say I felt too much
At a late night diner I got quite outta touch

Knew you'd come back when you moved on
Where Jesus and Anias taught you their songs
Where Henry Miller bought you a cheap beret
So thanks for comin' home to let me be the wise man for a day

You flew to the Left Bank with a friend
High on airmail, fold all my love to send
I really didn't have that much to do
Just washin pots here in a kitchen missing you

So at least I guess I finally know
How many miles a love can fly before it goes
But I really want to count them all
Before I take that god damn map off the wall

Knew you'd come back here when you moved on
Where Jesus and Anias taught you all their favorite songs
Where Henry Miller bought you a cheap beret
So thanks for comin' home to let me be a wise man for a day

So the groom was dressed in black
Square dark rim glasses and hair tied in the back
And the preacher said his thing
But from the tall grass I couldn't see the ring.
Track Name: Swung High
If I walk from that silent mine
Just a old fraud from the Mudville Nine
Well the road is wide
Black of lung and light of grace
I really don't remember now how I found this place
Well, the road is wide

Found a dime and I stole a buck
Till I staggered out of Mudville in a warn out truck
That town is long behind
Where I glanced at the mound till I caught his eye
I swung for the moon and I swung high

Hit the road plaid Roebuck
The berries all bloomed like a white teacup
And the road was wide
I picked em all at a quarter a day
For every bag I filled there's a bag I ate
And the road was wide

Summer come with a retching heat
My old ball cap and some beans to eat
With some time to bide
Steam blew and an axle bent
Radiator sings curbside laments
With some time to bide

The cold came and the leaves were brown
Stuck in West Virginia in a mining town
Put the road aside
One room and an iron stove
After twelve long hours in a darkened hole
Put the road aside

If I walk from that silent mine
Just a old fraud from the Mudville Nine
Well the road is wide
Track Name: Sigh
If you speak true
Washed down the burn of youth
Rock, pool and rapids to the sea
Brown wind unpinned
wreathed on green banks in sin
I'll sing your name and let you sigh
to me

She cries, you sigh
To your own bonny eyes
Red, Brown and yellow draw from green
Patch shoes, mend roofs
Gold hair like grain will move
She's growing up too fast you sigh
to me.

Green grass fades fast
Not even golden lasts
Thresh, bind and burn the tired reeds
Bring snow and wood bowls
Soup steams and cedar coals
Night wind moans and you can sigh
to me

Like you they speak true
Wash down the burn of youth
Rock pool and rapids to the sea
Her blond wind, unpinned
Wreathed on green banks in sin
He'll sing her name and whisper sigh
to me.
Track Name: Overcompensating Blues
You got a big old gun strapped up to your hip
while you're sitting at the coffee shop
You keep standing up, walking in circles
make plain that you're not a cop
You got a big wood box with cute little tools
you use on your big cigar
Ya suck it down, roll it around, blow it out really far

You could buy another gun but that won't make it bigger
so tell me what are you gonna do?
Cuz your wife sure knows and it really does show,
you got them overcompensating blues.

Got a lifted truck with rock crawl tires
and it loves it when you feed it gas
It's never felt mud or toil,
smells of diesel when you drive it fast
Well, no back seat for the shaking or the twistin,
that would really be a bore
You just like to feel the roar through the stick
as your drive to the grocery store

You could buy another gun but that won't make it bigger
so tell me what are you gonna do?
Cuz your wife sure knows and it really does show,
you got them overcompensating blues.
Track Name: Harvest Leaves The Cornfields
Loveseat on the front porch
Tractor in the yard
She don't get around much,
Don't work the land that hard

I'd kiss you in the porch light
Kiss you like a fool
On a lush, deserted island
In a book by H. Stacpoole

Momma don't know your name yet
She sure does know your style
Back in Carolina she could always make em smile
There's cookin in the kitchen
As we listen to the toads
When harvest leaves the corn fields
She comes dancing up our road

Mamma's out with the scratch pail
For the hens out in the barn
Brand new Christmas sweater
Tangled up in yarns

I'd dress you in late roses
Twine you in grape vines
Your kisses in the leaf pile
Still scented in my mind
Track Name: Go
Down on the field
It's fourteen to three and the lights look surreal
Dozens of shadows stalk each back on the line

Last year flew by
Now you're looking to leave and give Indy a try
A small streets girl dreamed of wide streets all of her life.

If I run home
Get in the car and just leave you alone
A tear in my eye and my back to the stadium lights

It's not the way
It's not like you'd cry or you'd beg me to stay
Thank you so much for a typical Saturday night.

An old Ford Ranger
Twisting down a winding road
Chasing silence
Don't make a sound, don't let me know
I'll be here for the night
And I'll go
I'll go if you want me to go if you want me to go.

So why be right
A Formica top table and red stained bar light
A cup of sweet coffee and you're blowing smoke in my tea

I hoped you'd ask
Over that burger you'd drop your damn mask
“O won't you come with me, bust out of this town and be free?”

An old Ford Ranger
Twisting down a winding road
Chasing silence
Don't make a sound, don't let me know
I'll be here for the night
And I'll go
I'll go if you want me to go if you want me to go.

I'll be here
The second best thing in your runner up year
Won't you roll down that damn window and get me some air

The river flows
Let's follow the Wabash and see where it goes
If only you'd ask me I'm sure I could manage, I swear...

An old Ford Ranger
Twisting down a winding road
Chasing silence
Don't make a sound, don't let me know
I'll be here for the night
And I'll go
I'll go if you want me to go if you want me to go.

So what's it worth?
A babe at our feet and fire in our hearth
I'll go if you want me to go if you want me to go.