Vol#1- 6​:​44 BLUES

by Jason Grant

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6:44 Blues is Vol1 of 3 "Original Ol'Skool" CD's.
Recorded as authentically as possible. Live performance in a studio captured on a single M/S mic set up. Like my Blues idols did it.
These albums were never meant to be top of the pops... just about me getting my songs (from 20+years of dreaming writing and procrastinating) existing outside my head. 6:44 is my earlier writing period.

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released November 7, 2016

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Track Name: Sugar in her hand
Sugar in her hand

I said "your awesome gal".. she said "I know"
I said "I know you know" ...'n I Guess that make it so?
Gal got sugar in her hand... man surely BE... satisfied
But If wishes were horses... then beggars would ride

Sweet country gal ... high top a chestnut steed
Make n ol' heart feel like a... lost ball in high weed
She got sugar in her hand.. man surely BE.. so satisfied
But if wishes were horses... then beggars would ride.

Fine ol' car... Maroon Cadillac
Sweet dancin' Moses ..gotta... whole world.. out the back
Oooh!! I'd like a car like that... I'd surely BE.. so satisfied
But if wishes were horses ... then beggars would ride

Solo

Fine 2 story house... finest estate
Some poor mans burden.. but that man choose his fate
Gal had sugar in her hand.. smarter man HE... might've known
Don't git too close to get bit.. when you, give that dawg a bone!!
Track Name: My simple life will surely do
My Simple Life Will Surely Do

Sittin down by railway tracks ..Watchin n' a big Ol freight leave town
Sittin down by railway tracks ..Watchin n' a big Ol freight leave town
Gotta find me that Hippy woman .. then Ima leave this town

Gonna find me a Hippy woman .. plan as simple as can be
Gonna find me a Hippy woman.. plan as simple as can be
Hit the road a rollin... that hippy gal n me

I wanna Sweet flower child.. earth wind n fire in her hair
I wanna Sweet flower child.. earth wind n fire in her hair
Gonna find that hippy woman.. In this great big world somewhere

Gonna find me a hippy woman .. Ima search all cross the town
Gonna find me a hippy woman .. Ima search all cross the town
From when that rooster crow... til that big Ol sun go down

Don't want no fancy image ..Don't want no fashion fool
Just wanna Hippie Woman.. ..a flower child (or 2?)
Coz I love those Hippy Women.. they all feminine n fine
Aint nother type o'women.. be playin on my mind

I cant find no hippie woman .. I searched the world high and low
I cant find no hippie woman .. I searched the world high and low
I gotta right to say.. Aint nobody real no more?

Sittin on river side ...n big ol sun goin down
Sittin on river side ...n big ol sun goin down
Gonna find me a Hippy woman ..then Ima leave this town
Track Name: Talk 'round Town
Talk Around Town

See now baby what you've gone done
Made me love you til your man come home
I see now baby ... I see what just you gone done
Talk round town... you other man done come home

You came a knockin honey ...on my door
You tellin me you can't live there no more
You came a knockin woman.. bangin at my door
You saying to me you can't live there anymore

That man believe any old ...word you say
But talk come 'round back to.. you someday
Talk 'round town .... he believe any old word you say
But you'll find out baby.. 's all comin' back to you some day

What's that baby.. heard you out tha door
Talk round town about some...man before
Don't come knockin.. baby crying at my door
Talk all roun' town.. about some other man before

Ahh well baby sad to hear you through
Words like mud n it sticks like glue
They talkin all over town.. whats a po' girl gonna do?
You been talkin all over town ...n it surely come back to you
Track Name: Nothin' to lose
Nothin to lose

Standing at a crossroads don’t know which way to go
Left heads to the city right for me’s dead long ago
Ahead don’t promise nothing
But I can’t go back I know

Standing at a crossroads Lookin for an answer on the breeze
Left heads to the city right heads out to soulless seas
Ahead don’t promise nothing
Maybe put my soul at ease

While standing at a crossroads watch time it slipped away
Today turned to tomorrow said what’s become of yesterday?
I stood and watched my future
I watched her slowly drift away

I’m standing at a cross roads with one path left to choose
Left lost in a city right won’t ever get the blues
Ahead don’t promise nothing
But what I got’s nothing to lose
Track Name: Some other mans girl
Some other mans girl

Thinkin bout you baby.. such a sad old lonely night
Thoughts spinnin in my head.. like a lost satellite
That look deep in your eyes ..burns like fire so bright
If I could have anything.. in this world.... I'd have you in my arms tonight

Maybe there's no reason.. maybe there's no rhyme in this world
Maybe you just meant to be.. some other mans girl
You surely cant be feelin.. what I feel.. when I met your eyes
Maybe you just playing.. feedin' a poor boy.. little white lies

For so many lifes so cold.. down in my chair I thought a while
I known such depths of sadness.. from some pretty smile
I'm over all this thinkin.. not 1 more thought.. I swear it's true
'cause I can't never be.. more than a ..passing thought to you

It really don't matter.. if you come or if you go
I don't care to see .. where bout's in this great big world you go
So I'll leave you to yourself girl... n I"ll keep on rollin too...
It's just a crying shame.. to only ever love.. the thought of you
Track Name: Rattlin' Bones
RATTLIN BONES

Don't call a preacher honey I swear I love my wicked ways
Don't call a preacher honey I swear I love my wicked ways
Lets keep a rollin honey..till we six feet in the grave

Move along sweet baby.. move me on further down that line
Move along sweet baby.. move me on further down that line
I got a gal like bootleg liquor.. n you can dismiss your wine

Lets have a ball sweet baby.. lets go ballin all night long
Lets have a ball sweet baby.. lets go ballin all night long
That lil cats just right like dat... gets down to gnawin on a bone

You know how to work it baby.. knows how to work that sexy thing
You know how to work it baby.. knows how to work that sexy thing
My gal shes right like dat.. she got me tight like static cling

I aint churching Sunday morning.. gonna stay right here in bed
I aint churching Sunday morning.. gonna stay right here in bed
And enjoy thyne wicked ways.. soon enough be graveyard dead

Coz a man don't need nobody.. tellin him leave that cat alone
Coz a man don't need nobody.. tellin him leave that cat alone
Pussy cat just keep on purring.. keep right on working down that bone

You got me tired n ragged honey.. I'm headin up over the hill
You got me tired n ragged honey.. I'm headin up over the hill
Perhaps I 'mend my wicked way.. but baby I don't believe I will

Deep on down the other side honey.. my sands of time is good as gone
Deep on down the other side honey.. my sands of time is good as gone
You make me feel so good.. you still rock my rattlin bones
Track Name: Fine Country Baker
FINE COUNTRY BAKER

SHE'S A FINE COUNTRY BAKER.. I TELL NO LIES
SHE'LL ROLL YOUR DOUGH 'TIL THE .. YEAST DO RISE
SHE'S A FINE COUNTRY BAKER.. IT'S PLAIN FOR ALL TO SEE
BUT SHE DON'T EVER MAKE.. BANANA BREAD FOR ME

SHE GOT THE LONG LEGS.. WEARS HER APRON HIGH
BOYS COME FOR MILES .. FOR THAT SWEET APPLE PIE
SHE'S A FINE COUNTRY BAKER.. IT'S PLAIN FOR ALL TO SEE
BUT SHE WON'T EVER MAKE.. BANANA BREAD FOR ME

ONE DAY THAT COUNTRY BAKER HAD A NICE SURPRISE
TOOK ME BY THE HAND TO WHERE THE DOUGH DO RISE
SHE'S A FINE COUNTRY BAKER.. IT'S PLAIN FOR ALL TO SEE
SHE MADE A SPECIAL BATCH OF.. BANANA BREAD FOR ME!

THAT FINE COUNTRY GAL.. SURE IS BITCHIN
HAD A SWEET CHERRY PIE IN HER.. COUNTRY KITCHEN
SHE'S A FINE COUNTRY BAKER.. IT'S PLAIN FOR ALL TO SEE
SHE GOT ME ROLLIN ALL NIGHT IN A.. COUNTRY BAKERY
Track Name: Palm Tree
Palm Tree 2

One Mornin sat bone weak n weary…All in life so dark n dreary
Restless thoughts deep inside of me.. whispered so few will ever see..
On wisps of wind fell misty rain…cool touched my skin.. man it eased my pain
Said to me “you feelin’ whole again?”.. said “so few will ever see…
Like you do tonight... By that Ol' Palm tree (x3)

That shackle you so want it gone, pick it up man quit this carry on
You, me, we, he, she, they, all are one.. A single verse since time begun
Clouds grew thick til stars no more.. I sodden sat chilled to my core..
I smiled coz I were he no more…And with this new found clarity…
I looked way out past the fronds… of that ol palm tree (x3)
n this is what I saw...

The clouds dispersed revealed night skies.. all those stars living for my eyes
Inside I sought some kind alibi.. seems dreary rain her sorrows real
She’s lost her love to stars who’s mass appeal
You can see and hope but you can’t hope to feel.. dreary rain she nourished me
Taught me insight …by an old palm tree (x3)
She showed me whats right.. ..by that ol' palm tree (x3)
Track Name: Churchyard Bell
A Lonesome Churchyard Bell

Dark riders rollin...A lonely crow high in the sky
Met a preacher walkin... man had cold dead tombstone eyes
He met my eyes... he test my will
And far off in the distance ..a lonely churchyard bell

I paid no mind... to some old preachers stare
Every man find himself.. in a graveyard somewhere
Seem life it can be heaven...seem life it can be hell
Far off in the distance ..a lonely churchyard bell

Dark riders kept on rollin... the rain it keep on pourin down
Smiled and kept a movin.. my feet firm on the ground
Dark riders rollin hard.. runnin souls back into hell
Far off in the distance.. a lonesome churchyard bell

Lonely crow took shelter.. high up in the trees
Sound of thunderin' hooves.. put my soul deep in dis-ease
Only that birds eye saw.. as that Ol preacher man fell
Far off in the distance ..a lonesome churchyard bell