1. The Light Of Day
(D. Kincaid)
Before dawn each day
I'd go down below
And the walls they'd sweat
I'd sweat more
The coal-black dust
Filled the air
I'd breath it in
I could not afford to care
There were debts passed down
From father to son
From mother to daughter
From mother to son
As we owed our souls
To the company store
Each day we got less
They got more
I believe I can see
The light of the day
It's up there ahead
Not far away
I've been digging my way out
Of this dark mine
Since what feels like
The dawn of time
I believe I can see
The light of day
And the timbers placed
To support these walls
One day came down
About our heads did fall
I was buried alive
I was left for dead
But I came to
Began to dig instead
I swear when again
I can breath fresh air
Look up to the heavens
And thank God that I'm there
I'll never be buried
In this earth again
When I'm dead throw my ashes
To the four winds
Since I was a boy
I've worked this mine
They said "Son, you'll be here
Till the day you die"
But you'll get no more
Of my blood and my sweat
No more years of my life
In this God-less pit
There's sun and there's rain
And there's love up there
No cause in this world
Could drag me back here
2. Hard Times
(D. Kincaid)
So these
These are the hard times
The ones we've
Been hearing about
And like in
"A streetcar named desire"
We're struggling
To work it out
And these
These are the lean times
The ones we never thought
That we'd see
And it's just like in
"The grapes of wrath"
Except it's happening
To you and me
And it feels like I'm standing
Outside of myself
As we act out
Our desperate scenes
Like watching an old-time
Black and white movie
Starring you and me
And the feelings are so
Intensely real
That they don't seem
Real at all
I can't bear
To see your pain
Or to watch your teardrops fall
They say
They say of these hard times
They kill you or
They make you strong
And like in
"City for conquest"
I'm wondering
What went wrong
As we go
Through these hard times
I can't get past
My disbelief
That this isn't really
A very bad dream
And soon
I'll wake to see
The end
The end of these hard times
Every movie's
Got to end
As it fades to black
And the curtains close
To reality
Again
3. The Warrior's Son
(D. Kincaid)
Well, I swore when I
Was still quite young
"I won't march in line
Or carry a gun
The Warrior's Son
Though I may be
A warrior I will never be"
Oh, Father can
You never see
What they've done to you
You've done to me?
Since on my two legs
I could stand
I've been as one
Of your command
I'm the Warrior's Son
Born and bred
And for this land
I've fought and bled
Though I've never worn
A uniform
I've had to give my all
Since I was born
They took you away
And trained you well
Then sent you off
To face the hell
You returned
A violent man
Cold of heart
With an iron hand
Oh, Father can
You never see
What they've done to you
You've done to me ?
The war inside you
Rages on
You wage it with
Your Warrior's Son
And time washes away
A sea of blood and pain
The blinding fear will fade
To let you love again
Your duty sworn
Your duty done
Now you must
Lay down your gun
And reconcile
With your family
And regain
Your humanity
Oh, Father
You risked everything
For you flesh and blood
And your country
And after all
Was said and done
I'm proud to be
The Warrior's Son
4. Not A Trace
(C. Funk, D. Kincaid)
The decline and the fall
Of modern times
Let it go on
Without me tonight
Rivers will rage
Skies open wide
Let 'em rage on
Without me tonight
Because I'm home
For the first time
Been such a long time
Away from the place
Let the dawn
Break to find me
Where no one can find me
No, not a trace
No, not a trace
The powers that be
That play with our lives
Let 'em forget
All about me tonight
If justice is blind
For once it's all right
Don't want a soul
To find me tonight
I'm tired of being the stranger
It's time to be with my own
A moment of peace in the madness
Fortressed away in my home
The decline and the fall
Of modern times
Let it go on
Without me tonight
Let it go on
Without me tonight
5. Love Of My Life
(D. Kincaid)
Oh, my love
I know that I
Will love you till the end
And oh, my love
Won't you walk with me
And tell me once again
Oh, love of my life
Day and night, I pray
I'll always be
Ooh, forever
In your heart
In mine you'll always be
The old man to
His agin' wife
He took her by the hand
Through all these years
I've loved you so
And I will say again
And your past
Was filled with pain
I'll take it all away
They can't hurt you now
I'm here with you
I won't let you hurt again
Darlin' to
My dying day
I'll take my love for you
In heaven when we meet again
I will say to you
6. Turn Away
(D. Kincaid)
Where you gonna roam to
Now my friend
Do you really think
We're near the end ?
You say you've seen the seasons
Come and go
And happiness is comin'
Far too slow
Turn around
And turn away
Gonna leave all this pain
Turn around
And turn away
Oh, Lord
There's no more
It's over for me
You say there ain't a reason
To carry on
You struggle with the pain
From dusk till dawn
You're headin' for the hills
And you won't be back
To wander at night
On a moon-lit track
It's not that I
Don't love you all
God knows that I do
I just can't afford
To take another fall
So I'll turn away
Turn away
Away from you
A man's better off
When he's all alone
When his thoughts and feelings
Are his own
He can't hurt no one and he can't get hurt
His friends can't treat him
Like he's dirt
7. Paddy On The Turnpike / Exit 57
(traditional / Tom O'Carrol)
Instrumental
8. The
Hangin' Tree
(D. Kincaid)
An angry mob
Had a man in chains
They were sure
He was to blame
A vicious rumor
Had made the rounds
Was soon well known
All over town
Don't you beg for mercy
You'll get none here
When you're dead, mister
There'll be no tears
Guilt and innocence
Are all the same
Long as we've got
Someone to blame
And with each tellin'
The story grew
The crimes got worse
The threat was true
"He deserves", they screamed
"The hangin' tree
For all he's done
To you and me"
The hangman's rope
And the hangin' tree
Take away the sins
From you and me
It's always been that
From time to time
We've got to have someone
To hang so high
And the seething crowd
Chanted his name
"By God, let justice
Be done today"
A man rose to ask
"What did he do?"
The cry went up
"Let's hang him too"
9. Jail Bar Blues
(D. Kincaid)
Got the blues in the mornin'
Got the blues everyday
Had the blues this mornin'
Had the blues all this long day
You're gonna have them blues too
If you don't get out my way
I'm a man on a mission
Got to bring my woman back home
I'm a man on a mission
Got to bring my woman back home
When I find the man that stole her
Lord, I'll break every bone
Now I got to spend my lifetime
Pacin' 'cross this prison cell
I got to spend my lifetime
Pacin' 'cross this prison cell
'Cause I found the man who stole my woman
Lord, I sent him straight to hell
Well Tin cup, jail bars
Lord, I'm makin' some noise
Tin cup, jail bars
Lord, I'm makin' some noise
I heard my woman's with another man
You better let me out of here, boys
10. Fight For Love
(D. Kincaid)
You take a stab at me
I take a poke at you
Well, I'm sick and I'm tired
Of fighting with you
So I'll pack my bags
And head for the door
I won't live this way
Anymore
It's a fight for life
And it's a fight for rights
And we fight for love
With all of our might
And we fight each other
Like enemies
When together as lovers
Is how it should be
We're a confusing breed
That's how it seems to me
We need a struggle
To give us harmony
But this one has spiraled
Right out of control
Don't want to struggle with you
Anymore
Well some things just
Weren't meant to be
You can't put the blame
On you or me
We're a long, long way
From where we should be
I see no gain
In this misery
11. Hard Times, Come Again No More
(Stephen Foster, arrangement by D. Kincaid)
Let us pause in life's pleasure
And count its many tears
While we all sob sorrow
With the poor
There's a song that will linger
Forever in our ears
Oh, hard times
Come again no more
'Tis the song, the sigh
Of the weary
Hard times, hard times
Come again no more
Many days you have lingered
Around my cabin door
Oh, hard times
Come again no more
While we seek mirth and beauty
And music light and gay
There are frail forms
Fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent
Their pleading looks will say
Oh, hard times
Come again no more
'Tis a sigh that is wafted
Across the troubled wave
'Tis a wail that is heard
Upon the shore
'Tis a dirge that is murmured
Around the lowly grave
Oh, hard times
Come again no more