SOTW #144: Leaving Time/15 Days
Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2013 3:03 am
Sorry for the randomness, but I've been busy as shit on a project and I guess I ain't Clams.
Leaving Time
The baby’s on the bedroom floor
Suitcases and clothes galore
Everyone’s just a little bit sore
When it comes to leaving time
Sister ain’t got much to say
The unexpected in the worst of spaces
Momma’s gonna be pissed all day
When it comes to leaving time
When it comes to leaving time
Do what you’re told without a fuss
Run the errands and load the bus
Don’t forget to give a damn about us
When it comes to leaving time
Add three hours to the old time zone
Faces on the Jetson’s telephone
Sing your songs and then bring it back home
In three weeks time
Hush little baby, have no fear
Only six more tours until the end of the year
Thank God, the package store sells more beer
Its nearly leaving time
I know everything’s gonna be ok
I know it’s harder when Daddy’s away
But I carry y’all with me in my heart, every night and day
And I ain’t never leaving
Just carrying us all to a whole bunch of places
Do what you’re told without a fuss
Run the errands and load the bus
Don’t forget to give a damn about us
When it comes to leaving time
Add three hours to the old time zone
Faces on the Jetson’s telephone
Sing your songs and then bring it back home
Patterson Hood – Office, July 8, 2010
(for Rebecca, Ava Ruth and Emmett)
Acoustic Guitars (standard tuning), Lead Vocal – PH
Piano and Fiddle – Scott Danbom
Drums, Tambourine – Brad Morgan
Bass – David Barbe
Banjo – Mike Cooley
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Fifteen Days (Leaving Time Again)
Fifteen days til I get back home
Lock the door, throw away that phone
Always lonely but I’m never alone
Hush little baby, close your eyes
Hurt’s the price for being alive
Hearing your sweet voice on the line
Don’t fill these empty arms of mine
Sun’s coming up though the bus windshield
Flock of birds across an open field
I’ll take a picture to show the kids
Just can’t capture how big the sky is
Fifteen days til I get back home
I’ll chase you around the bedroom some
I know it’s been weeks since I last passed through
But I’ll try to make it up to you
I’ll try to make it up to you
I do the best that I can do
We’ll stretch each day across the rim
Until it’s leaving time again
Patterson Hood – Athens GA. Office May 24-26th
For Rebecca
Baxendale Acoustic and Gibson SG Guitars (D-tuned), Lead and Harmony Vocal – PH
Percussion – Brad Morgan
Bass – David Barbe
Piano and Mellotron – Jay Gonzales
Leaving Time
The baby’s on the bedroom floor
Suitcases and clothes galore
Everyone’s just a little bit sore
When it comes to leaving time
Sister ain’t got much to say
The unexpected in the worst of spaces
Momma’s gonna be pissed all day
When it comes to leaving time
When it comes to leaving time
Do what you’re told without a fuss
Run the errands and load the bus
Don’t forget to give a damn about us
When it comes to leaving time
Add three hours to the old time zone
Faces on the Jetson’s telephone
Sing your songs and then bring it back home
In three weeks time
Hush little baby, have no fear
Only six more tours until the end of the year
Thank God, the package store sells more beer
Its nearly leaving time
I know everything’s gonna be ok
I know it’s harder when Daddy’s away
But I carry y’all with me in my heart, every night and day
And I ain’t never leaving
Just carrying us all to a whole bunch of places
Do what you’re told without a fuss
Run the errands and load the bus
Don’t forget to give a damn about us
When it comes to leaving time
Add three hours to the old time zone
Faces on the Jetson’s telephone
Sing your songs and then bring it back home
Patterson Hood – Office, July 8, 2010
(for Rebecca, Ava Ruth and Emmett)
Acoustic Guitars (standard tuning), Lead Vocal – PH
Piano and Fiddle – Scott Danbom
Drums, Tambourine – Brad Morgan
Bass – David Barbe
Banjo – Mike Cooley
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Fifteen Days (Leaving Time Again)
Fifteen days til I get back home
Lock the door, throw away that phone
Always lonely but I’m never alone
Hush little baby, close your eyes
Hurt’s the price for being alive
Hearing your sweet voice on the line
Don’t fill these empty arms of mine
Sun’s coming up though the bus windshield
Flock of birds across an open field
I’ll take a picture to show the kids
Just can’t capture how big the sky is
Fifteen days til I get back home
I’ll chase you around the bedroom some
I know it’s been weeks since I last passed through
But I’ll try to make it up to you
I’ll try to make it up to you
I do the best that I can do
We’ll stretch each day across the rim
Until it’s leaving time again
Patterson Hood – Athens GA. Office May 24-26th
For Rebecca
Baxendale Acoustic and Gibson SG Guitars (D-tuned), Lead and Harmony Vocal – PH
Percussion – Brad Morgan
Bass – David Barbe
Piano and Mellotron – Jay Gonzales