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Old 97's
Old 97's


Background information
Origin Dallas, Texas, USA
Genre(s) Alternative Country
Country Rock
Roots Rock
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Elektra Records
Bloodshot Records
New West Records
Idol Records
Associated acts Rhett Miller
Website Website
Members
Rhett Miller
Murry Hammond
Ken Bethea
Philip Peeples



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Old 97's Album


Blame It On Gravity (05/13/2008)
05/13/2008
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This Beautiful Thing
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Early Morning
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Color Of A Lonely Heart Is Blue
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He came from Phoenix in a borrowed VW Bug
To be somebody or just be somebody who
Came from Phoenix in a borrowed VW Bug
Just to prove he was on her like she was a drug
Hallucinogenic with no hangover at all

She kept quarters in a jar in a drawer in a desk
In Reseda, baby, deep in the valley girl
She will give him what he wants if he will only ask
He will give her what is left of his life in this mess
Which will end in no time at all

There is love everywhere you go
But it is never enough

He met his tragic fate in an automobile
With a relatively innocent young girl who
Would be blamed all the fate sat behind the wheel
Just to prove that nothing is, nothing is real
Except the very thing that you can't believe at all

And there is love everywhere you go
But it is never enough

He came from Phoenix in a borrowed VW but
He was the kid voted most likely not to return
To Phoenix in a borrowed VW what did he care
Tomorrow we're all gonna burn
Which you know, so it is no surprise at all

There is love everywhere you go
But it is never enough
No, it's never enough

Love is gonna come
You gotta work it out
You got to be a fool
To be a fool in

Love is gonna come
You gotta wait it out
You got to be a fool
To be a fool in

Love is gonna come
You gotta coax it out
You got to be a fool
To be a fool in

Fool to be a fool
You got to be a fool
To be a fool in love

. . .


Underneath the foreign stars
In a foreign place where they don’t love you
I do care,
In the pale moonlight
Your eyes are wide
And the band plays…
Everybody wants you

And he takes your hand tenderly
And he whispers
Sweet surrender, nothing
How he feels about girls like you
Your flip flop smiles,
And your big blue eyes
On vacation

Dance with me into the ocean
Roll with me into the sea
Don’t tell me the world is in trouble
Do you want to dance with me?

Go, changes hands as the big waves
Crash and dream don’t die
But I do
Where were you when I needed you
Right now
The telephone just rings,
I’m gonna find you…

Dance with me, into the ocean
Roll with me, into the sea
Don’t tell me the world is in trouble
Do you want to dance with me, oh
do you want to dance with me?

Underneath the foreign sun
With a foreign man who is gone and almost forgotten
Take everything you see
And remember us and wonder,
If you will be forgiven…

Dance with me, into the ocean
Roll with me, into the sea
Don’t tell me the world is in trouble
Don’t tell me the world is in trouble

Dance with me, into the ocean
Roll with me, into the sea
Don’t tell me the world is in trouble
Do you want to dance with me
Do you want to dance with me, oh
Do you want to dance with me?

. . .


The lights were low, but I was lower
The radio was playing somewhere else
The room was full of surface tension
I was only thinking 'bout myself

No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl

The room was full of undertakers
Movers and martini shakers gone
The reaper left at seven thirty
Took off in a taxi with a blonde

The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
It's very tricky business

No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl

Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl

Here's a toast to no good Friday
I was bound to do it my way, wrong
Strumming on a telecaster
Sing it like a trained disaster song

The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
It's very tricky business

No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl

Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl

. . .


Baby, trust me
Your television is empty
I try to tell you babe but you can't see
Turned on, headstrong
It's hurting now but it won't be long
I've got a habit of moving on

It gets so lonesome, you don't know
It's such a lonely way to go
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow

Right there, upstairs
Undressed and unprepared
For the moment baby you don't care
You're so fine, so fine
For the moment baby you were mine
I ain't saying it was by design

It gets so lonesome, you don't know
It's such a lonely way to go
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow

Sometimes you're seventeen
Sometimes you're sixty-five
Sometimes you're giving it your best try and nothing's right, no, nothing's right

You get a second chance
It's with you every day
You know it's always been that way
You make it stay, you make it stay

I bet you said
"What have I done to deserve this mess?"
That's as easy as a question gets
Well you should've said yes
But you couldn't care less, oh

It gets so lonesome, you don't know
It's such a lonely way to go
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow
I'm going on down the mountain on my two feet
And I'm going slow

. . .


There is a white hot sun
And a big blue sea
From the 101
To the Tappan Zee
There is a shadow world
On the other side
And I will ride, ride, ride

I will grow impatient for your love
But you will not recognize
How I might die inside
Unless I ride

There is a hollow moon
And a big black sky
From Apollo's tomb
To the 405
There is a shadow world
On the other side
And I will ride ride ride

I will grow impatient for your love
But you will not recognize
How I might die inside
Unless I ride

I grow impatient for your love
But you will not recognize
How I might die inside
Unless I ride

I grow impatient for your love
But you will not recognize
How I might die inside
Unless I ride
Unless I ride
Unless I ride
Unless I ride
Unless I ride
Unless I ride
Unless I ride

. . .


She loves the sunset
She loves the cocktail bell
She loves the trembling
That evening brings or might as well

There is no other love I have known
Who could ever take over her throne
I love a girl, she loves the sunset

She loves me also
She loves me just as well
She loves me trembling and everything
Oh, I can tell.

There is no other man in her dreams
Although every so often it seems
I love a girl, she loves the sunset

Oh, it's the simple things
Oh, but simple things are scarce
You've got to figure out
About what and for whom you care

Nighttime is falling
But I fell long ago
Let's say the trembling that evening brings
Is just the cold

I hope I'll always be by her side
Even if i'm just along for the ride
I love a girl, she loves the sunset.

I love a girl, she loves the sunset.
I love a girl, she loves the sunset.

. . .

This Beautiful Thing

[No lyrics]

. . .


This is more than I can tolerate
The kind of pain you have to medicate
I can't remember why I couldn't wait
To get so close to you

Tried to call you on the telephone
You never answer and I know you're home
I wonder why I'm so all alone when I'm so close to you

I will remain, I will remain
Right here outside your door
I will remain, I will remain
Here forever

Oh girl, you are a problem still
You know I love you and I always will
I throw a rock up on a window sill
Baby, come down

Gotta feeling like I wanna be
I only wanna make her notice me
Make her love me on the count of three
I'm counting it down

I will remain, I will remain
Right here outside your door
I will remain, I will remain
Here forever

I am infatuated with you
But you don't know that I exist
Sat in the rain and I waited for you

This is more than I can tolerate
The kind of pain you have to medicate
I can't remember why I couldn't wait
To get so close to you
Oh, I'm so close to you.

I will remain, I will remain
Right here outside your door
I will remain, I will remain
Here forever

I will remain, I will remain
Here forever

. . .

Early Morning

[No lyrics]

. . .


One buck in the jukebox gets you two
I wouldn't pick track nine if I was you
The easy way gets harder all the time
Yeah, the easy way gets harder all the time

Big D Little AKA The City of Hate
Deep in the big black heart of the 'lone star state
If you are a good ol' boy they re gonna do you fine
Yeah, the easy way gets harder all the time

Speaking of love
Speaking of love

Two time, shame on you exponentially
Fool me again and baby you can say shame on me
How can I love you when you won t be mine
The easy way gets harder all the time

Speaking of love

What will you do when this is done
Will you run, will you stay, meet me at the easy way
How can I love you when you won t be mine
Yeah The easy way gets harder all the time
Time, time, time

And the love you give, is enough to sway, this old heart to live
Meet me at the easy way, meet me in your room
Meet me in your car, meet me on the moon
What would you do if I told you I loved you?
What would you do if I told you I loved you?

Speaking of love
Speaking of love

. . .


Get me through this Lord and I’ll do anything you say
Live right, read the good book, I’ll settle down and pray
When Gabriel blows his horn I know things might not go my way
Get me through this Lord and I’ll do anything you say

Pluck me from this driftwood Lord I’ll be a better man
Raise me from the deep sea in the palm of your great hand
Let me see tomorrow and I’ll try to understand
How the sinking of my little vessel fits into your plan

Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?

Get me through this Lord and I’ll devote my life to you
Things look pretty bleak right now but I know you’ll come through
I’ve squandered my good fortune and my other fortune too
Get me through this Lord and I’ll devote my life to you

I cannot change my past mistakes
I’ve led a life devoid of virtue
Either way the man I am
Is dead and gone although I know the past
Can come around and hurt you

Get me through this lord and I will never drink again
I’ll pore over my Bible and I’ll pour out all my gin
I’ll prove to you a sinning man can turn his back on sin
Give me some fresh water Lord I’ll never drink again

Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?

Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?
Good Lord what do you propose to do with me?

. . .

Color Of A Lonely Heart Is Blue

[No lyrics]

. . .


I've
Got a check for nothing
All made out to someone
I truly love myself
Murry says we're gonna take the money sometime
Well, it might as well be this time
We're gonna spend it all on ourselves

Ken picked this bank at random
I said, "Do we shoot them?"
And he said "Either way's all right."
Whistling boy, that's Philip, he's our drummer
He does the theme from "Endless Summer"
You know he's waiting out in our ride

Throw the money in the van
It all worked out just like we planned
Now the good times have begun
That's not a fire it's just the sun
It's like the old man said, take the money and run
But what's the rush?
Let's take the One
Let's take the One

Love
It gets passed around so freely
They're so touchy and so feely
I'm a-hangin' on to mine
I, I
Like you, California
Although I feel obliged to warn ya
Well, we're gonna rob you blind

What's the point of cutting tracks
With all this money in the back?
Now the good times have begun
That's not a fire it's just the sun
It's like the old man said, take the money and run
But what's the rush?
Let's take the One
Let's take the One
Let's take the One
Let's take the One

. . .


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