Lyrics and Insights

Previous albums

2016 Summers Solstice                             2015 The Way                                   2014 The Great Divide
2012 Midnight Clear                                 2011 Live in Chicago                        2010 Eons
2008  Golden

 

 

Song Lyrics (a work in progress)
by Bud Summers
 

From the album "Golden" 2008

Kings
Instrumental

I  Might Fall
She left me long ago for no real reason
It hurt so bad I couldn’t sleep at night
I swore I didn’t want to see her again
She moved away and I was doin’ fine

But now she’s back in town
and she’s askin’ around about me
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
cause if I’m not careful, if I don’t watch my step
I might fall in love with her again

I started drinkin’ whiskey with the boys every night
And chasin’ every woman around
I’m havin’ a good time, I”m known in almost every
motel and barroom in this town

But now she’s back in town
and she’s askin’ around about me
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
cause if I’m not careful, if I don’t watch my step
I might fall in love with her again

 

Comin’ Home
I swear I wasn’t tryin’ to make you mad
But there’s more than one way to disguise it when you’re sad

I’m comin’ home
Check the beat of my heart
Just once before you judge me through
I’m comin’ home
Cause I breathe and I see
And I hope and I cry like you

Don’t use a snapshot of just one thing I do
I didn’t see it the way you wanted me to
Please don’t think that I don’t feel
Sometimes what I feel is far too real
I’m not evilI just didn’t see things through

And I’m comin’ home
Check the beat of my heart
Just once before you judge me through
I’m comin’ home
Cause I breathe and I see
And I hope and I cry like you

 

I Would 
I would if she would and she won’t but I’ll try 
I would if she would and she won’t but I’ll try 
Cause she’s the finest thing I’ve seen on this side of the sky 

I could if she could and she can’t but I try 
I could if she could and she can’t but I try 
If I spend another night alone I’ll just lay down and I”ll die 

Thou Shalt Not! But Lord, You put her here 
My heart is always racing and my mind is never clear 
Thou Shalt Not! This is no  way to be 
Lord have mercy on me 

I know that I should find another place to stay 
I know that I should find another place to stay 
But I come here every night now just to watch her walk away

 

Freeway Ride 
Lay the hammer down fly to catch the sun 
Never touch the ground I’m the only one 
No more city bound take a highway run 

Everybody try to talk to me get up in my ear 
Everybody try to tell me things that I don’t want to hear Take a freeway ride 
Rushing down the highway leave it all behind

I'm ridin' back bare nothin' in my head
I"m walkin' on air, far horizon's red
I'm livin' four-square chasin' one godhead

Everybody try to talk to me get up in my ear  
Everybody try to tell me things that I don’t want to hear Take a freeway ride  
Rushing down the highway leave it all behind

 

Now You’re Gone   
Black cat crossed my path 
Looked  in the mirror and the mirror cracked 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone 

Repossesin’ everything I own 
Layin’ claim to these old broken bones 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone 

Now you’re gone 
I can feel my heart a breakin’ 
I can’t help but thinkin’ that I’ve been takin’ 
Now you’re gone, and never comin’ back 

Friday thirteen got nothin’ new to say 
I live through one Every single day 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone

 

Run Out of Love 
Go west young girl, north or east 
Go south young girl, feel the heat 
Take a bus or take a train 
Take your car and escape the rain 

You do what you want to 
And see who you want to see 
I’ll do what I want to 
And be who I want  to be 

We’ve run out of love I don’t know why 
We never use it But the well has run dry 
We’ve run out of love But I couldn’t tell you why 
I couldn’t tell you why 

Just get out girl go somewhere 
Take your heart and leave it there 
Just get out girl take a chance 
There’s no saving this romance 

You do what you want to 
And see who you want to see 
I’ll do what I want to 
And be who I want  to be 

Before you blame it all on me 
Why don’t you step back and you’ll see 
Some things just weren’t meant to be 
We can’t even agree to disagree 

We’ve run out of love I don’t know why 
We never use it But the well has run dry 
We’ve run out of love But I couldn’t tell you why 
I couldn’t tell you why

Mail Man
I might look kinda old  I might seem kinda frail 

But the thoughts I’m thinkin’ of you Could wind me up in the county jail 
Let’s just forget the truth and say I’m the man who delivers the mail 
Strollin’ down my favorite lane carryin’ packages postage due 
Shufflin’ down that lonesome road, wearin’ the soul right offa my shoe 
Honey you put the zip in my code, I’m on my way to a pas de deux

 

Don’t Bother 
Don’t bother cookin’ if you don’t want me lookin’ 
Don’t dress up all nice if you’re gonna pummel me with ice 
Don’t call me on the phone cause I”d rather be alone 
Don’t bother botherin’ me 

When your mamma sets the table I know that supper won’t be free 
So if you’re passing forks around now baby don’t bother askin’ me 
I ain’t seen a woman yet who’s worth my sanity 
Don’t bother botherin’ me 

If you’re puttin’ on a show make sure that it’s not for me 
Cause I will find a better time no matter where I’ll be 

Don’t bother cookin’ if you don’t want me lookin’ 
Don’t dress up all nice if you’re gonna pummel me with ice 
Don’t call me on the phone cause I”d rather be alone 
Don’t bother botherin’ me

 

Desperate Times 

You’ve got your reasons for wantin’ me so near 
I’ve got my reasons for tryin’ to stay clear 
You’ve got your man and I’ve got you 
Now he knows about us what’s he gonna do 

Thirty-eight special pointed at me 
Mac Eleven will make him history 
Desperate Times call for desperate measures 

I hear his footsteps comin’ up  the stairs 
Your moans grow louder but I’m just sayin’ prayers 
I hear the lock turn you’re still far away 
I’m left wonderin’ if I’ll live to see another day 

Thirty-eight special pointed at me 
Mac Eleven will make him history 
Desperate Times call for desperate measures