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Coming Home
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Coming Home
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
© 2016
All I see before me- sky and open road,
And something in the air, reminding me of home.
Driving through the dark and not a place to rest in sight,
The last thing I want to do- be on this road tonight.
But I’ve got six hundred miles to go,
Five hundred miles to go.
I’m so tired baby but I’m going to take a chance,
Just put my foot down in one last mercy dash,
And Officer if you’re watching please don’t stop me this time,
Darling leave the lights on- I’m coming home tonight.
So nine to five- that’s not how I live
I sure miss you at day’s end.
And the telephone can’t bring you to life,
You may not be beside me but you sure been on my mind.
But I’ve got four hundred miles to go,
Three hundred miles to go.
I’m so tired baby but I’m going to take a chance,
Just put my foot down in one last mercy dash,
And Officer if you’re watching please don’t stop me this time,
Darling leave the lights on- I’m coming home...
I’ve crossed this country, from end to end.
But baby all it feels like is one big empty bed.
It’s too quiet at night without you breathing next to me,
And it’s no good forgetting you because baby you’re all I see.
I’ve got two hundred miles to go,
One hundred miles to go and then I’m home.
I’m so tired baby but I’m going to take a chance,
Just put my foot down in one last mercy dash,
And Officer if you’re watching please don’t stop me this time,
Darling leave the lights on- I’m coming home tonight.
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Sweet Caroline
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Sweet Caroline
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
New York, I loved you in the fall and I love you even more
Now I’m ten thousand miles away.
I’ve travelled all around the world and I’ve seen so many pretty girls
But all of them seem to know your name.
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long,
Too strongly to go on this way,
Too strongly to go on again.
So I just got into town and I’ve spent days tracking you down,
Only to find you’ve gone away.
I’m like a man possessed; I’ve got to put this thing to rest,
If only I could find a way.
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long,
Too strongly to go on this way,
Too strongly to go on again.
Autumns in New York, and winters on the Seine
The cities all look the same, now you’ve gone away,
And it’s all that I can do, to keep from thinking of you,
And I’ve only got myself to blame.
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long,
Too strongly to go on this way.
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long
Sweet Caroline I’ve loved you too long,
Too strongly to go on this way.
Sweet Caroline,
I can’t turn you loose,
Sweet Caroline.
It’s the honest truth,
I can’t turn you loose,
Sweet Caroline.
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Where The Needle Hits The Red.
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
It’s one of those nights where I can’t sleep, the moonlight shining in on me,
You always said I’d think myself to death.
You made it so hard for me, to be the man I could have been,
There’s more to me than these empty cans suggest.
We started out like a country song with a chorus sweet, and clear, and strong,
But somewhere down the line it all went wrong.
The best country songs have a dark side where you don’t dare hum along,
And Lucinda that was you and me I guess…
So take me back to where the needle hits the red.
So in the end you were like a stranger to me, and I could have done things differently,
But I was stubborn, and you were so proud.
So in the end it kind of just petered you, no violence, no screaming row,
Just indifference, and I don’t know which is worse.
We started out like a country song with a chorus sweet, and clear, and strong,
But somewhere down the line it all went wrong.
The best country songs have a dark side where you don’t dare hum along,
And Lucinda that was you and me I guess…
If I let myself look back,
I see how my weakness made you strong,
You came on like a heart attack,
Now look at all the damage that you’ve done,
That you’ve done.
We started out like a country song with a chorus sweet, and clear, and strong,
But somewhere down the line it all went wrong.
The best country songs have a dark side where you don’t dare hum along,
And Lucinda that was you and me I guess,
Lucinda that was you and me I guess,
Oh Lucinda that was you and me I guess…
So take me back to where the needle hits the red.
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Avenues Of Honour
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
I walk alone in the darkness, pale moon through the trees,
Avenues of Honour bring me to my knees.
I was once a young man, bold and brave and strong
I heard the call to duty to right all that was wrong.
They sent us to Gallipoli, to Gaza and The Front,
And as our boys were butchered they simply sent another one.
When the War was over, those that lived returned
And another battle started to remember what they fought for.
So they planted all these trees to honour those that fell,
The pride of a nation torn apart by bullet, gas, and shell.
They were our mates, our fathers and our sons,
Men who lived and men who died, their memories linger on.
A soldier settlement block, twenty acres wide,
I cleared the land and made a home, payment for sacrifice.
I met me a fine girl, we were wed and had two boys,
But our peaceful lives were shattered as war clouds gathered in the North.
So they planted all these trees to honour those that fell,
The pride of a nation torn apart by bullet, gas, and shell.
When you drive through my town and marvel at the trees,
The sun going down setting fire to the leaves.
Our boys went and they did their bit but neither made it home,
Mary died of a broken heart and I was left alone.
Now the trees have shed their leaves, winter’s drawing nigh,
Accusatory fingers reaching for the sky.
So they planted all these trees to honour those that fell,
The pride of a nation torn apart by bullet, gas, and shell.
They were our mates, our fathers and our sons,
Men who lived and men who died, their memories linger on.
So when you drive through my town and marvel at the trees,
The sun going down setting fire to the leaves,
Ask yourself one question; has anything really changed,
Our boys still die on foreign soils, our trees stand proud in shame.
So when you drive through my town and marvel at the trees,
The sun going down setting fire to the leaves,
Ask yourself one question; has anything really changed,
Our boys still die on foreign soils, our trees stand proud in shame.
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Happiness
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Happiness
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
The screen door slams, Mary’s voice shakes,
Like a dime store Juliet, waking up too late.
But now the damage has been done as the tears begin to run,
It’s all turned to dust and now the words don’t hurt as much,
And I’m running real hard to that dark edge of town.
Drowning my sorrows in a bar by the side of the hwy,
Listening to the tyres rushing by real fast in the rain,
They’re all driving to escape like the tramps in that old Springsteen song,
Ah but if you believe in The Boss like I do,
You’d know we weren’t born to run.
If the happiness stops, what have we got?
Just trying to hold on to something already lost.
And there’s a girl at the bar, she’s giving me the eye,
I should be shutting her down but there’s whisky in my glass and I don’t bother to try.
And we’re dancing real slow to the Flying Burritos,
There’s a dark end of the street and a dark hole in my soul,
But I don’t think this is the right way to go.
If the happiness stops, what have we got?
Just trying to hold on to something already lost.
It’s like we’ve lost the nerve to
Start this car, take it out of park, put the pedal to the floor and
Let the lights blaze in the dark,
Turn the radio up, and let it blast.
It’s too early to tell if this can be saved,
But I’ll tell you this: all those mistakes we made,
They didn’t happen at once, they snuck up on us,
Crept up real fast like a great sucker punch,
And I’m not going to fold, or go on alone.
But if the happiness stops, what have we got?
Just trying to hold on to something already lost.
It’s like we’ve lost the nerve to
Start this car; take it out of park, put the pedal to the floor,
You can’t start a fire without a spark,
Turn the radio up, and let it blast.
Turn the radio up, and let it blast.
Turn the radio up, and let it blast.
Turn the radio up.
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Bigger Than The Two Of Us.
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
Drive about an hour from here, to the place where it all ended,
By the side of that long hard road.
She would say we were never happy, I get that she’s forgetting,
We could never be just friends.
This is not the time or the place to go
Holding on to tragedy,
There’s not enough liquor in this place.
I remember a long hot summer, spent at her father’s cabin,
By the side of that dark mountain range.
Did it go with the loss of the first child, that day in the terrible bush fires?
Did it go when I couldn’t speak my truths?
This is not the time or the place to go
Holding on to tragedy,
There’s not enough liquor in this place.
It was the first I felt the hurt of something
Bigger than the two of us,
Something only time and distance can erase.
But now the night- time crowds on in,
I’m left here with just my thoughts and demons,
Knowing how things would’ve been so different,
Had I stayed.
Drive about an hour from here, to the place where it all started,
Where she couldn’t speak those truths.
And I guess I know now, all of her cards they were marked,
But sometimes the best hands don’t pay out.
This is not the time or the place to go
Holding on to tragedy,
There’s not enough liquor in this place.
It was the first I felt the hurt of something
Bigger than the two of us,
Something only time and distance can erase,
Something only time and distance can erase,
Something only time and distance can erase.
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Rain
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Rain
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
Ooh, It’s just a matter of time,
I’m gonna save some money and I,
Will leave this town and tear up the night,
I got a piece of you burning bright,
I got a piece of you burning bright.
But oh the rain,
Oh the rain,
When it rains I get so blue.
Alcohol and chemicals,
They can’t compete with your allure,
I’m leaving all of that behind,
I’m not gonna fuck things up this time,
I’m not gonna fuck this up this time.
But oh the rain,
Oh the rain,
When it rains I get so blue.
I’ve been driving all through the night,
But still my eyes shine,
Like headlights on the hwy.
Because every passing line,
Brings me closer to you.
Ooh, It’s just a matter of time,
I’m gonna save some money and I,
Will leave this town and tear up the night,
I got a piece of you burning bright,
I got a piece of you burning bright.
And there’s a piece of you,
(Burning bright).
I got a piece of you,
(Burning bright).
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HWY
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HWY.
Lyrics and Music by Dave Wright
©2016
On the road again, she was always on the road,
Caught between her heart and her home.
It was a long, a long dark ride,
That separated her lights from mine.
I know, I didn’t want her to go,
She knew, I missed her so,
But I swear I didn’t know she was trying to get back home.
And now I blame myself for the broken glass,
The burning car, the guilt that will always last,
And the same sad song spinning ‘round.
I see her on the road that night,
Driving so fast just to get back on time,
With those sad, tired eyes shutting down,
Falling,
Like ashes to the ground.
God knows, I got tired,
Of chasing life down a satellite.
I know, I tried,
To get her to pull over and stop for the night.
I know, I didn’t want her to go,
She knew, I missed her so,
But I swear I didn’t know she was trying to get back home.
And now I blame myself for the broken glass,
The burning car, the guilt that will always last,
And the same sad song spinning ‘round.
I see her on the road that night,
Driving so fast just to get back on time,
With those sad, tired eyes shutting down,
Falling,
Like ashes to the ground.
The hwy, the hwy,
All I do is drive all night,
The only place she’s alive.
And now I blame myself for the broken glass,
The burning car, the guilt that will always last,
And the same sad song spinning ‘round.
I see her on the road that night,
Driving so fast just to get back on time,
With those sad, tired eyes shutting down,
Falling,
Like ashes to the ground.
The hwy, the hwy,
All I do is drive all night,
The only place she’s alive.
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Dave Wright & The Midnight Electric Melbourne, Australia
Singer/songwriter/bandleader Dave Wright is after one thing: A perfect 4-minute pop song.
When he puts pen
to paper and pick to guitar strings, however, the Melburnian-by-way-of-Colac knocks out epics and ravers and boozers about girls, cars, Australia, mariticide, Diggers, truckers, sadness, sickness, drunks, heartbroken mothers, angry fathers, desperate sons … and death. Lots of death.
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