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Half A Nothing
04:09
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Half a Nothing
By Cathy Lemons/ BMI: Take No Prisoners
© Cathy Lemons 1/21/2019, All Rights Reserved
Half a nothin’ is nothing, y’all
That's what I got
Might say it again
Half a nothin’ is nothing, y’all
That's what we got
Might say it again
I see your pockets are full
Well deal me in, I'll play the fool
Sit down at your table, now
Slap my leg up on the desk
Just like the rest
Now let's pretend
That I matter, and ya wanna see me win
Half a nothin’ is nothing, y’all
That’s all we got
Might as well, say it again
Half a nothin’ is nothing, y’all
That’s what we got might say it again
Go ahead cut the cards
And don't look so hard
At my lousy hand
Cheatin for you come natural
But I'll shake your hand
'Cause I understand
Gotta get paid , Mr. switchblade
Gotta get paid
Don't get in my way
Hey, agh!
The crime is
Ain't that poor child stealing a car
It's the fat man cooking the books
Ain't the junkie on the street
It's the bag man in the big house
He's a crook
Look at all that money you got
But your eyes are red
And a little bloodshot
Movin’ up a little close
Ya think I'm for sale
Try to read my tell
Now let's pretend
In the laughter, that you’re gonna let me win
AGH!
Half a nothin’ just nothing y’all
What we got
Might as well say it again, oh lord
Half a nothin’ just nothing y’all
That’s all we got
Might say it again
I don’t mind that you got the money
All I want, is to die in my boots
Agh!
Twist the grim smile, my way
But I ain’t gonna play
Less I get paid
Half a nothin’ might be something
When ya ain’t got nothing
Don’t matter anyway
(Mind over matter)
Lord, twist the grim smile, baby
(Mind over matter)
Slap my leg up on your desk
(Mind over matter)
I can see ya coming, now
Mind over matter
Mind over matter
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2. |
Godless Land
06:57
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Godless Land
Lyrics/ Music, Cathy Lemons (BMI: Take No Prisoners), Kid Andersen, Music
© Cathy Lemons 1/21/2019, All Rights Reserved
I’m gonna tell ya’ll a little story, oh ya
Out on that desert road
And I believe, I might ‘a seen Jesus
That’s right, come on, here we go, HA!
Now listen!
If Jesus came down from the starry night
And saw the cars come flickering by
If Jesus came down, I swear he would weep
I pray my soul a heart to keep
Watching a man walking in black
I thought he was a ghost, but then he turned back
Freezing cold, alone with no coat
Wary of the air ‘bout to slit his throat
Sign of the time, sign of the time
We're Just mean and rotten
No fruit on the vine
Where is your heart, where is your hand
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
Back and forth alone he would walk
Between an empty field and a mountain top
No one seemed to notice, no one seemed to care
Lord have mercy, if he'd freeze out there
I seen him there four hours just before dawn
No bed, no shelter, what is the man on
Sign of the time, sign of the time
We're Just mean and rotten
No fruit on the vine
Where is your heart, where is your hand
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
I said to myself better him than I
Walkin’ on the edge of a deep black sky
The land a grave if he just stands still
The coiling cold ‘bout to make a kill
I thought for a second maybe I should care
But all I could do was watch him freeze out there
I drove past the desert to the county road
I didn’t do nothin’ to save my soul
Sign of the time, sign of the time
We're Just mean and rotten
No fruit on the vine
Where is your heart, where is your hand
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
Oh I wonder, sometimes, what’s wrong with me
Oh I was the only car on the road that night
And I looked out my window
And I saw this man
And he didn’t have no coat
He didn’t have no hat
He didn’t have nothin’
And he was walkin’
And there was snow
And it was cold
And he didn’t have nowhere to go
Oh ya
Ya see I coulda stopped my car
And I could a helped him
Because it was just me and him out there on that desert road
And all you could see was a blanket of stars
And he was kinda like walking on the sky
like Jesus
That’s what I was thinkin’ to myself
What happens if this man was Jesus
And we, we didn’t even see him
Nobody stopped to help him
Oh what’s the matter with us all now
We’re just mean and rotten
All Mean and rotten
Lost and forgotten, ya
It’s a godless land
(godless land)
I should care
It’s godless land
It’s godless land
It’s godless land
Sign of the time, sign of the time
We’re just mean and rotten, no fruit on the vine
Where is your heart, where is your hand
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
Lost and forgotten in a godless land
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3. |
Mad Love is Good Love
04:03
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Mad Love is Good Love
Written by Phil Berkowitz & Danny Caron/ BMI/ASCAP
Nothing wrong with treading a dark path, baby
As long as you ain’t blind
Loneliness can give you the strength that you need
To ease your worried mind
Many mad moons, we spent doing time
Nothin’ but time on a lonely ride
Medication was the only way
To kill that pain inside
Mad love is good love, it fits like a new glove
If it’s seen beyond a glimpse
But my love is new love, as long as it’s true love
No matter what anyone thinks
Ra ra, hip hip hooray
Baby just give me a try
Did ya come to leave
Or did ya come to stay
Did you even ask yourself why
So give it all ya got
It’s worth a shot
Then no one can take it away
Dive into the deep end
It’s worth it my friend
There ain’t no other way
Mad love is good love, it fits like a new glove
If it’s seen beyond a glimpse
But my love is new love, as long as it’s true love
No matter what anyone thinks
As I gaze out the window, at the smoky hills
My memories fade, into space
Days of wine and roses, and every cheap thrill
Can’t ya see it on the lines of my face
Mad love is good love, it fits like a new glove
If it’s seen beyond a glimpse
But my love is new love, as long as it’s true love
No matter what anyone thinks
Mad love is good love
Mad love is good love
Mad love is good love
Mad love is good love
Mad love
Talkin’ ‘bout mad love, baby
Come on!
Give me that love!
I can’t stand it, without your love
Every night, every minute, every hour
Come on baby!
Give me that good love!
Yaaaaaa!
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4. |
No Good Lover
03:44
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No Good Lover
Written by Mickey Baker and Sylvia Vanderpool, BMI
You’re a no good lover, and you know ya done me wrong
You’re a no good lover, and ya know ya done me wrong
Ah but one day baby, I know you’ll sing my song
If you treated me right, I never would have roamed
If you treated me right, I never would have roamed
You can build me a mansion, baby, but I never will come back home
You standing there
Say ya won’ be back
Took all a my money
Bought a Cadillac
I’m on my way
On my way to stay
Goodbye goodbye
All I got to say
You’re a no good lover and ya know ya done me wrong
You’re a no good lover and ya know ya done me wrong
Ah but one day baby I know you’ll sing my song
Start singing!
You start singing!
Of all the things, I done for you
Who’d think that you, would be untrue
If I’m untrue, don’t blame poor me
Cause it was you who made me see
I had better start moving
Move on down the line
Better start moving
Move on down the line
That mean way of yours
Drives me out of my mind
Keep on moving
Move on down the line
Keep on moving
Move on down the line
That mean way of yours
Drives me out of my mind
Keep on moving
Move on down the line
That mean way of yours
Drives me out of my mind
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5. |
Be You
04:48
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BE YOU
Written by Doc Pomus and Mack Rebennack
I’ll be your imagination
If you forget how to pretend
And when you only got a beginning
I’ll be your end
When everything falls apart
I’ll be your brand new start
All you got to do, baby
Is be you
Be you
All you got to do baby
Is be you
I’ll be your every kind of money
When your down to last dime
I’ll be your year or two
When you’re runnin, out of time
If you star don’t ever shine
You’ll still be that little light of mine
All you got to do, baby
Is be you
Be you
All you got to do baby
Is be you
I’ll come up with something
As long as you are somewhere
No matter where or when you need me
I’m gonna get it there
I’ll be your granulated sugar
When you’re craving something sweet
If you’re out of synch
I’ll get ya back on the beat
You’re still my horse and case
If you never ever win the race
All you got to do, baby
Is be you
All you got to do, baby
Is be you, now
I’ll be your super-fast express
When your train is running slow
When the signs all stay stop
I’ll make ‘em all say go
And if your star don’t shine
You’ll still be that little light of mine
All you got to do, baby
Is be you, now, be you
All you got to do, baby
Is be you, be you
All you got to do, baby
Just be you
Be you
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6. |
Catch Desire By The Tail
04:49
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CATCH DESIRE BY THE TAIL
Written by Cathy Lemons (BMI: Take No Prisoners) & Phil Berkowitz (BMI)
Catch desire by the tail
Don't wait long to get it
Here today, tomorrow gone
So don’t you forget it.
You drive me crazy like no other man
I find you exquisite
Come on baby and raise your hand
I ain’t scared a bit
Sure nuff, good stuff
Pleases me, to a tea
Can't live without it, so give it to me
You’re my sugar baby, you’re my sugar baby,
You got the curves that curl me up
My spring is getting ready
You got me spinnin’ like a top
Sure ain't walkin’ steady
You got me feeling l can do anything
Yes you raise my spirit
It’s time to grab that big brass ring
So baby don’t you fear it
I’m smooth (Phil)
Well I’m rough (Cathy)
I talk quiet (Phil)
I talk tough (Cathy)
But we got what it takes, and that’s enough (together)
You’re my sugar baby, you’re my sugar baby!
Don’t burn the candle down, too low
Keep the fire burning
flames ain’t for miss so and so
I’m the one that’s yearnin’
I can't stand it when you say we're through
I won't last a minute
I’d be nothin’ without you
Besides I’d throw a fit
I’m calm (Phil)
Well I’m a time bomb (Cathy)
You say I’m green (Phil)
I like to be mean (Cathy)
But when we are together, it’s, like a dream (together)
You’re my sugar baby, sugar baby
Catch desire while you can
Yes I’m in a hurry
Come what may, I’ll be your man
So baby, don’t you worry
Come on baby, take a second chance
I know you won’t regret it
Luck might just save our romance
If you’ll only let it
I’m tall (Phil)
Well I’m petite (Cathy)
You a little bitter (Phil)
But you sweet ( Cathy)
Can't live without it, so give it to me (together)
You’re my sugar baby, you’re my sugar baby
We ain’t birds of a feather (Cathy)
But we’ll stick together (Phil)
In times of doubt (Cathy)
We’ll work it out (Phil)
Cuz your my sugar baby (Cathy)
No you’re my sugar baby (Phil)
And that’s how it’s gonna be! (together)
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LEAVE YOU ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
Written by Cathy Lemons, BMI: Take No Prisoners
I been running all my life, even when I got the knife
Seems I falter now, when I got the gun
You have worn me down so long
Kindness well it must be wrong
Memphis is two hours from us now
Heartbeat highway in my ear, dragging up a mighty fear
Yes we really are so all alone
Blackened pairing of a yellow line
Running through me all the time
A coward or a man, you let me know
Leave you on the side of the road
See that liar in the front, he tells me just what I want
His girlfriend plays him, Lord, just like a bow
Dancer whispers in his ear
She squats down in my rearview mirror
She's got a plot, and he will make it so
Heartbeat highway in my ear, dragging up a mighty fear
Yes we really are so all alone
Blackened pairing of a yellow line
Running through me all the time
A coward or a man, you let me know
Leave you on the side of the road
You see me smile and pretend
Surrounded by so many men
It's little me that is your deadly foe
Don't hear a sound, don't turn around
Ya won't see me coming, now shove it down
No mercy for a child that won't grow old
Heartbeat highway in my ear, dragging up a mighty fear
Yes we really are so all alone
Blackened pairing of a yellow line
Running through me all the time
A coward or a man, you let me know
Leave you on the side of the road
I will
Oh oh
Mm (Leave you on the side of the road)
On the side of the road, baby, right there
See that motel, well you can check in right there
We gonna gas up
(Leave you on the side of the road)
Get your stuff out of my van!
Take it all!
You can get your little white trash bag, and your guitar
And tell your mama on the phone, it’s time to…
(Leave you on the of the road)
Oh ya
(Leave you on the side)
Oh look behind us boys (Leave you on the side)
Ya see him (He’s on the side of the road)
Ya see out there?
Now we can breathe (Leave you on the side)
Oh I will (Leave you on the side)
Leave you on the side of the road
Hey hey hey!
Leave you on the side,
Leave you on the side,
Leave you on the side of the road
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8. |
Can't Keep Pretending
05:10
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CAN’T KEEP PRETENDING
Written By Phil Berkowitz & Danny Caron, BMI/ASCAP
I can’t believe I realize
What lies within my soul
Been a fool too many times
Now it’s time to take control
Perhaps I’m asking too much
I don’t know what to think
I feel so out of touch
Should I go see another shrink
If you can’t hear my song
Then it’s time to move along
Cuz I just can’t keep pretending…any more
The things I intend to do
Well they never turn out the same
It is me or is it you
well who else can I blame
It’s time to pull up stakes
And start all over again
If we can’t learn from our mistakes
Then our hearts will never mend
Listen to my plea
And come along with me
Cause I just can’t keep pretending any more
Can’t keep pretending
Ooo
Can’t keep pretending
Ya!
Somes ya gotta march to the beat, of a different drum
Don't let what people say, get in the way
of who you are, or what you can become!
Went down to the marketplace
To get some Wild Mountain Honey
I’m at the wrong end of the race
And I’m yet to make real money
But time keeps marching on
Busy bees keep a-buzzin’
Someday we’ll all be gone
So give it that extra somethin’
Listen to my song
And you know where we belong
In a love that’s never ending
Ever more
Can’t keep pretending
Anymore
Can’t keep pretending
Anymore
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9. |
My One Good Eye
06:07
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MY ONE GOOD EYE
Written by Cathy Lemons, BMI: Take No Prisoners
With my one good eye
I heard the knock on my door
I thought I told ‘em
Don't live here no more
So I crept up close
to the keyhole
I didn’t see nothing
But I seen ‘em all before
When they come for you
Lord knows,
They come for us all
That’s how it works
Well a hush fell down
Like a shadowed tree
So I slipped through the back door
Ran into the reeds
I made a weave for the wood
And the wind was high
All the leaves were scratchin’
Against a clear glass sky
When they come for you
Lord knows,
They come for us all
That’s just how it works
I got down to the river
Then I froze like a stone
I saw a man and a baby child
Floating along
They was face down still
Near the muddy dirt
Her tiny white hand caught
Beneath her daddy’s black short
They gonna bind your lips
They gonna bind your eyes
They gonna bind your wings
So you can't fly
They gonna track you down
Shine a light in your face
Ya can’t see nothin’
Lord, ‘cause there is no place
When they come for you
Lord knows,
They come for us all
That’s how it works
They gonna bind your lips
Gonna bind your hips
They got ya moving slow
Ya, with your head down low
Somebody better look
I said somebody better look
Oh, Oh
Somebody better look
I said it’s not too late
To save the plate
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WHAT MAKES YOU ACT LIKE
Written by Lonnie Johnson, BMI
You the only one I met
Baby, that’s got something
That I can’t get
What Makes you act like that
What Makes you act like that
Ain’t no way to treat me
What Make you act like that
Every time, that I see you
You got somethin’, else to do
That make me act like that
That’s why I act like that
Ain’t no way to treat me
That’s why I act like that
Now you know just what I'm wild about
Mama, you got it, but you just ain't puttin' out
What makes you act like that?
Oh, what makes you act like that?
That ain't no way to treat me.
What makes you act like that?
Could be I'm not givin' away anything. [spoken words]
I want some of that dough you got, but you say that you will not.
That's why I act like that.
That's what make me act like that
That ain't no way to treat me.
That's why I act like that.
Now baby, you don't make the others pay
But still you turn me down, each and every day
Why do you act like that?
Oh, what makes you act like that?
It’s what I want. [spoken words]
Ain't no way to treat me
What makes you act like that
Why do you keep on hangin' round
When you know that I turned you down
What makes you act like that? Why do you keep on actin' like that
That ain't no way to treat me. What makes you act like that
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11. |
The Good Fight
04:52
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THE GOOD FIGHT
Written by Phil Berkowitz & Danny Caron, BMI/ASCAP
When I think of all the hurt and anger in this world
It just makes me wanna run and hide
Cuz every time I think I’ve found a new place to go
It all still tears me up inside
But you know I wanna fight, the good fight
Lift things up and never tear them down
In a moment’s notice from the heart, I’ll be waiting
For something to bring me back around
Can’t seem to find the beauty that I was searchin’ for
Or how it felt so good to be alive
I wasted all my time on what I thought was right or wrong
I was standin’ still while life just passed me by
But you know I wanna fight, the good fight
That’s why I’m here, singin’ you this song
It tapped me on the shoulder and it made me see the light
Took me to the place where I belong
If you need someone to talk to, I’ll be there
If you need a helping hand, I’ll give you mine
With no expectations or reservations
I’ll surrender to the truth and I’ll be fine
It’s all a game we play to keep the devil at bay
A desert mirage in the sand that keeps us searchin’ in vain
Cuz when you start that no one cares in the depths of your despair
A new voice will shine through in the pouring rain
So now we’re gonna learn to fight the good fight
Let’s lay down the gloves where they belong
Better take a standing eight
What does not kill us, only makes us strong
Oh Ya!
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12. |
The Ragged Heart
04:47
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THE RAGGED HEART
Written by Cathy Lemons, BMI: Take No Prisoners
The ragged heart
With a razor's edge
Still standing there
On the ledge
Ready to fly out
My final cry
I’m staring down
into a city sky
You get a ragged heart
When you live too long
You get a ragged heart
That goes on beating
And beating
And beating
You would never know
I have such thoughts
My face is calm
Like a soft sea caught
I have lived too long
I have lost my way
Contemplating murder
In a quiet way
You get a ragged heart
When you live too long
You get a ragged heart
That goes on beating
And beating
And beating
No needle now
No flowing tears
No safety pin
To stitch the fear
It’s a chance we take
When we live too long
We get a ragged heart
Just goes along
I got a ragged heart
‘Cause I lived too long
I got a ragged heart
That goes on beating
And beating
And beating
And beating, and beating, just beating, and beating
I’m Hangin’ on
I’m Hangin’ on
I’m Hangin’ on
Just beating
And beating
And beating
I’m beaten
Beaten
Still beating
Beat
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The Lucky Losers San Francisco, California
Winners of 5 Independent Blues Awards in 2021 for "Godless Land". Blues, soul, old school retro, genre bending sonic films with political and social subject matter as well as great male female lead singing with harmony.
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