Record: South Texas Homecoming

All songs written and composed by James Steinle. The following lyrics are copyrighted and registered with BMI as of August 2018. Feel free to cover 'em and sing 'em...but don't steal 'em. And caveat***...as the phenomenon of growth goes...the songs and lyrics change with time. These are the lyrics as of 11:26 P.M CST, August 16th, 2018.

Track 1: Leavin' Fort Worth

Texas she is sleeping
Beneath a blanket of rain
Because she stayed out all night drinking
Trying to flood the pain
'til she comes across an opening
Somewhere north of Hico
Where the profound sound of silence came
as she rose out of the folds

Ya know Set 'em Up Joe
He was a mighty gracious host
We had beef fajitas, new lady love, and a margarita toast
We drove down them old trails
the home stretch for most
Where the ghosts of mounted punchers
They went jingling down my bones

I'm leaving Fort Worth
Heading for the High Country
Cowtown you treated me alright
I'm gonna slide off my worn boots
Board up all my windows
And think upon the old times tonight

Memories sucked below
On down that subduction zone
Where love and lust were foreign to my eyes
Now I'm just some bag of dust
Blowing down this road of rusty dreams
Thinking on those hellos, and goodbyes

I'm leaving Fort Worth
Heading for the High Country
Cowtown you treated me alright
I'm gonna slide off my worn boots
Board up all my windows
And think upon the old times tonight
(TAG last line)

Track 2: Urban Cowboy

Some bow-legged cowboy from a long line of losing
Had washed up on the city shore
He was once a proud puncher
Now a TV dinner luncher
Another knot in the board

Called him Stray Dog
He's the shadow of the man
That he once was before
Now he's just another cog
Weeping at the bar
For all his pain endured

When your brake fluid's leaking
And them tires get to rolling
Seldom do you stand and stay
There's a life of hard truth
With a bucket full of lies
That's all heading your way
Rocking and a rolling on a long way down
Trucking toward the end of the day
These burns on your back
The stains on your hat
It's all fading away, it's all fading away

He talked me up and down about them Broncs he used to buck
We're talking the PRCA
But I was taking it all with the grains of salt
I saw deposited in his brain
'cuz sometimes what you need
Is another mind to listen
To your lattice of pure disdain
It's all out over in as your heart starts to spin
And rises to a higher place

When your brake fluid's leaking
And them tires get to rolling
Seldom do you stand and stay
There's a life of hard truth
With a bucket full of lies
That's all heading your way
Rocking and a rolling on a long way down
Trucking toward the end of the day
These burns on your back
The stains on your hat
It's all fading away, it's all fading away

He stumbled on back to his one room cell
A couple blocks down the way
But you know he'd trade that all for a bunk house in the country
It was built from straw and clay
But choices he'd made
And the chances he'd take
All walked him to the end of the line
Back then the ranch was just money
Now the money's gone
It's a thousand empty bottles of wine, a thousand empty bottles of wine

When your brake fluid's leaking
And them tires get to rolling
Seldom do you stand and stay
There's a life of hard truth
With a bucket full of lies
That's all heading your way
Rocking and a rolling on a long way down
Trucking toward the end of the day
These burns on your back
The stains on your hat
It's all fading away, it's all fading away

 

Track 3: Finding Who I Always Shoulda Been

Sitting on a five-gallon drum
I was watching the clouds overtake the sun
Juicing a batch of pear apple wine
I'd been on the run a couple of days
At my brush country hideaway
I was killing bourbon, and shooting die
Last night we talked about grandpa
Back when he was serving justice to them old outlaws
Reminiscing and wishing that we'd known him

I've been known to spread myself thin
And I've gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been

Clearing brush off the old fenceline
Your sweats condensing, tasajillo's flying
Your gut feels like it's a couple enchilada plates
Been too long since I've seen this way
Perspectives lost in the day to day
If you don't step back
It's all shades of gray

I've been known to spread myself thin
And I've gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been

Early morning August rain
It'll wash away the deepest pain
And it leaves you
With a clean slate
It is what it is
You are what you are
And I'm just some jackass playing guitar
But I won't trade it
For no damn counterfeit

I've been known to spread myself thin
And I've gone back time and time again
These big wheels have taken me for a spin
Now I'm finding who I always shoulda been x3

Track 4: The Town's Coming to Me

Older sister can you tell me the way things
Were back when you saw my way
Seems distant yet I still remember
Dark nights of black
Stars like rain x2

You heard calves bawling in the pasture
Hitting ground alive and brave
Now I crank this lifeless body
From a womb
So dry and gray x2

Flare lights, neons bright
Dancing in the rain
I could see it coming for miles
Now it's sitting at my gate
Through the chain, I pinch the lock
No longer am I free
I don't go to town no more, because the town
Is coming to me

From the tank a bass filet
From the bone a ribeye steak
Someone could live like this forever
Until they're knocking on judgement day
Where the crust shook the water table
The pump primed, the casing strained
In the box one final letter
State claims eminent domain

Flare lights, neons bright
Dancing in the rain
I could see it coming for miles
Now it's sitting at my gate
Through the chain, I pinch the lock
No longer am I free
I don't go to town no more, because the town
Is coming to me

Grandfather can you tell me the way things
Were back when you saw my way
When the glimmer on the horizon
Was a thousand miles away

Track 5: Pictures

A mild shade of blue
Has got a hold on you
You've been spinning round
A tire bound
To sing your highway sound

But no matter what you do
The lights just won't shine through today
Day's gone by
Misplaced your thrill
And dreams began to die

But them memories on your shelves
They mean more to someone else that you
Have yet to find
All things in time
It's a hill that's worth the climb

When you're looking up at a lonesome moon
And you wonder if I'm out looking too
Just freeze the frame and take the shot
Tuck it away in your secret spot
'cuz I gotta feeling
We'll see each other soon
And I'll be the one you can show you're pictures to

Along this trail of broken hearts
The pain picks you apart and then
A bitter wind
Reveals the end
And grants you a fresh start

It's never nothing new
The same things we go through for love
Push and shoves
Over and done
Until the colors all start to run

When you're looking up at a lonesome moon
And you wonder if I'm out looking too
Just freeze the frame and take the shot
Tuck it away in your secret spot
'cuz I gotta feeling
We'll see each other soon
And I'll be the one you can show you're pictures to x2

Track 6: Zancudo (Mosquito) Blues

The boards on the porch
2x4
Contorted and warped
Like never before
I sat there entranced
With a glass in my hand
Watched my world fall apart
Like a stone back to sand

And they swarmed all around me for the sweet in my blood
Like sap from a pine
Their light from above
It all but rescinded the promise of promise
If there's really a cusp
I am truly upon it

There's something I can't see
Sucking the life
Out of me
And there ain't nothing
I can do
To finally get over
These damned ol, Zancudo Blues

The odds of my comeback
A million to one
Yet there's life in a puddle
When the rain meets the sun
I surely left you
Yeah sure, I was gone
Four wheels down a highway
Forever long

They carried me off like a king on his throne
From the Gardens of Dilmun
To a barren unknown
Where I'd never find
The failure of failure
For my trees bore no fruit
And there wasn't no savior

There's something I can't see
Sucking the life
Out of me
And there ain't nothing
I can do
To finally get over
These damned ol, Zancudo Blues
(TAG CHORUS)

Track 7: South Texas Way

Sweetheart why the long sad face
I reckon your stuck
In a awful tough place
It looks like I might have
Just what it takes (WHAT DOES IT TAKE?)

You just back up right here in this open bay
We'll drop that load
Make some hay
We can shake our blue
Down south Texas way
Whatta ya say?

We'll go vroom vroom
Head down to town
Find some ol boys
Hanging around
Wet a line if the bass are hitting today
Go to Don Juan get a Texas Plate
Take a greasy ol nap in the heat of the day
Shake our blues
Down south Texas way
Whatta ya say?

Y'all city slickers been living alright
But when's the last time you saw stars at night?
That's why I'm sticking to the sticks
Outta sight (OUTTA SIGHT)
Where the folks all holler, "Orale guey!"
The passerby cars always wave
And your Lone Star's cold
On a sunny day
Whatta ya say?

We'll go vroom vroom
Head down to town
Find some ol gals
Hanging around
Wet a line if the bass are hitting today
Go to Don Juan get a Texas Plate
Take a greasy ol nap in the heat of the day
Shake our blues
Down south Texas way
Whatta ya say?

So what's a girl like you
Just hanging around
With all them sorry suckers
That just bring you down
There's a dancehall I know
A couple hours yonder way
Baby you and I could dance the night away
Not care about what the folks might say
Let's get lost in the shuffle
Down south Texas way
Whatta ya say?

We'll go vroom vroom
Head down to town
Find some ol pals
Hanging around
Wet a line if the bass are hitting today
Go to Don Juan get a Texas Plate
Take a greasy ol nap in the heat of the day
Shake our blues
Down south Texas way
 (TAG last two lines)

Track 8: Sticky Nickels

I've got a cupholder full of sticky nickels
An old dill pickle
Some Werther's Originals
That I've been meaning
To clean up now for a while

But day by day
Drive by drive
I get this feeling I'm falling
In a big swan dive
Just heading towards the bottom
With my arms spread wide

For those who pull
The strings that tie
Our decaying feather
For our wings that fly
They ain't never letting go
And only the wind knows why

But if it's up to me
Then it's up to you
And I'm gonna tell you
The simple truth
That I love you
And there ain't much else we can do

Whether spoke outright
Or confidential
I ain't so savvy on sentimental
But I'll fix it how you want it
Scambled, fried, or scrambled

Because the way I'm living
It's quite unorthodox
Got a busted compass
And holy socks
I never quite moving
Don't mean I can't stop

For those who pull
The strings that tie
Our decaying feather
For our wings that fly
They ain't never letting go
And only the wind knows why

But if it's up to me
Then it's up to you
And I'm gonna tell you
The simple truth
That I love you
And there ain't much else we can do

I got a heart and it's full
Of ragweed and thistle
Some old paintbrushes
With crusty bristles
That I've been meaning
To clean out now for a while

Track 9: Look Out Below Mama

Look Out Below Mama
Came back from over seas
Eighteen years out in the desert
That's a hell a lot of heat
She come kicking and a screaming
Back to the USA
Now she's never going back
No siree, she's here to stay

It was something like the Wild West
But she was in the Middle East
Spoiled to the bone
Drank 'shine
Smoked hashish
Eating peasant fare
Right off a golden platter
Yeah your life's a bowl of hummus
When your born on top the ladder

Look Out Below Mama
Got a long way to go
Sifting through the rubble
Of your long lost home
Crushing up your pills
And heading down your road
Look Out Below Mama
Cutting loose and letting go

So she enrolls down at college
Tried to make herself some friend
But socializing don't come easy
For them third culture kids
So she tuned in
Dropped out
Learned what liquors all about
Painted smiles on her face
Then she headed for the clouds

Look Out Below Mama
Got a long way to go
Sifting through the rubble
Of your long lost home
Railing up them lines
And heading down your road
Look Out Below Mama
Cutting loose and letting go

She'd been brushing off her boyfriends
And blowing off her jobs
Until she finally wound up
Back in mom and dad's garage
She thought about more rehab
Hid behind her past
Still yearning for the kingdom
Before her real life collapsed

Look Out Below Mama
Got a long way to go
Sifting through the rubble
Of your long lost home
Shooting up your needles
And heading down your road
Look Out Below Mama
Cutting loose and letting go
Look out below mama
Cut it loose, let it go

Track 10: Give Some More

Bleach bone white
Beehive hair
She's baring down
Through her glasses glare
Piercing deep
With imposing stares
What does she see in me?
What does she see in me?

She was about a serious as a heart attack
Said the face of knowledge
It's cloaked in black
Turn down it's road
You ain't turning back
Out beyond the blue and green
Beyond the blues and greens

The rain came down
The smoke went up
'cuz all the tender
Had been pilin'up
Giving your all
It ain't near enough
You gotta give some more
When the goings rough
Give some more
When the goings rough

True honesty
Is that all mankind
Gonna catch themselves
In their net of lies
You won't find no fountain
Along the drive
The truth shows up
And it's in disguise
The truth shows up
Always in disguise

So eat tomato soup
Or frito pie
And you fool that belly
til the day you die
A wounded arm holds the hand of time
And ages make
The same old wine
Ages make
The same old wine

The rain came down
The smoke went up
'cuz all the tender
Had been pilin'up
Giving your all
It ain't near enough
You gotta give some more
When the goings rough
Give some more
hen the goings rough
(REPEAT CHORUS)

Track 11: Put it to Sleep

The power gave out
At a quarter til 9
November 2016
The rain and the fog
Concealed the gold moon
It was the darkest night I'd never seen

I stumbled my way to the kitchen
And I fumbled around the drawers
'Til I found that white matchbook
From the tavern last week
Choked up and burnt one to the core

Lights come to rest on some memories
Visions I'd lost to my dreams
The glow scaled the walls
And it painted my ceiling
So I laid down
And let myself think
And I thought

Did she need me for comfort?
Did she need me to breathe?
Or did she need someone to suture the wounds
Nobody cared to see
I ain't so bad
But I ain't too good
At keeping things tight at the seams
So I closed my eyes
And put it to sleep

Those were the good days
The old ones
When your hard times were feeble and meek
Them demons wouldn't dare
Poke out their heads
Lies hid behind smiling teeth

But your habits ain't harmless
And ruts grow with age
Decay is the flow of a stream
Meanders and wanders
Not making a sound
Until your insides buckle and scream
But I still thought...

Did she need me for comfort?
Did she need me to breathe?
Or did she need someone to suture the wounds
Nobody cared to see
I ain't so bad
But I ain't too good
At keeping things tight at the seams
So I closed my eyes
nd put it to sleep

The power gave out
At a quarter til 9
November, 2016

Track 12: Goodbye City

Hammer down and goodbye city
I never should have stayed so long
The rivers were green
And the support beams
Were barely hanging on
There's so many miles
And I've seen plenty
Plenty to know
This ain't where I belong
So I'm letting go it's a gosh darn pity
You ain't coming along
Hammer down and goodbye city
I never should have stayed so long

Hammer down and goodbye lonely
I never should have stayed so long
It was 4 AM
Wide awake again
Wondering where this all went wrong
Yeah you loved me
But I was unsure
About the way I feel
If love was the cure
But you said now
So I said later
And we dropped that love like a hot PO-TATER

Now it's supper time
And I'm going strong
Cutting cross the field with my shredder on
Hammer down and goodbye lonely
Never should have stayed so long

A steady flow means a steady fall
And when it finally hits the bottom
You lose it all
Yet with patient eyes
We patient crawl
Toward the light at the end of hall (uh-huh)
Toward the light at the end of the hall

Hammer down and goodbye city
I never should have stayed so long
That neon steam from the gutter screen
Had me plucking on the same old song
There's so many miles
And I've seen plenty
Plenty to know
This ain't where I belong
So I'm letting go it's a gosh darn pity
You ain't coming along
Hammer down and goodbye city
I never should have stayed so long