Old school in new clothes
Something`s coming out of the Mississippi mud,
I feel the fever rising in my guts
standing on a platform waiting for a southbound train.
I´ve had one last meal at the Flying Fish,
made my peace with Memphis, cleaning up the dishes,
I can hear the sound of a guitar playing in the rain.
I´m rolling with the wheels of steel, rolling with the thoughts I feel,
dancing with the shadows in my mind. Going with the musics flow,
hit the tracks and walk the road, before I´m falling out of time.
Old school in new clothes, the old ones are worn out,
you don`t have to change everything,
just lay back in the sound of the mighty river.
Old school in new clothes, new names are coming up,
written on the banks of the Mississippi mud,
all you got to do is stand and deliver.
I´ve tried to find my luck in the Nashville scene, than I headed
down to New Orleans, now I´m stucking in Memphis,
with the blues in my pocket.
Gonna take the iron horse to change the game,
don`t wanna waste my life on music lane,
I`m looking for a magic place, where I can rock it.
I´m rolling with the wheels of steel, rolling with the thoughts I feel,
dancing with the shadows in my mind. Going with the musics flow,
hit the tracks and walk the road, before I´m falling out of time.
Old school in new clothes, the old ones are worn out,
you don`t have to change everything
just lay back in the sound of the mighty river.
Old school in new clothes, new names are coming up,
written on the banks of the Mississippi mud,
all you got to do is stand and deliver.
You’ve got to roll with the wheels of steel, roll with the thoughts you feel,
dance with the shadows in your mind. Go, with the musics flow,
hit the tracks and walk the road before you`re falling out of time.
It`s just old school in new clothes, that`s the way it goes.
2020 © K.V.
Nashville Girls
Luke the cowboy has a steel guitar, he plays in a hotel lobby bar,
and at night he sleeps in his car, with his two dogs, he dreams of being a star.
In the morning he is feeling fine, as he heads into a truckers diner,
then to Lower Broad to his favorite bar, to play some songs on his old guitar.
He has a dream about Nashville girls, hopping up and down in their tank top shirts,
dancing around in the midday sun and they won`t stop until the day is done.
Then they declare that the night is young.
Patty is an Alabama girl, bringing her gals to the Nashville world,
they stroll around in cowboy boots, singing together the aahs and oohs.
From the top of the bus they give you high five,
when they touch your hand you feel the lust for life,
enjoying together that kind of fun, you only will have when you are young.
…and feel like they`re Nashville girls,
hopping up and down in their tank top shirts,
dancing around in the midday sun,
and they won`t stop until the day is done.
Then they declare that the night is young
and the party buses rolling on and on.
Luke gets payed with gigs and tips, pressing a free beer against his lips,
a drunk girl once spent a night in his arms, he kept it rolling with all his charms.
He tries to write a hit, coming out with a release, but outside there`s a hungry
crowd to please, on Lower Broad the rules are straight, if your show ain’t good then it`s too late.
Patty and her girls entered the bar, where Luke was playing his guitar,
She had a deep look in his eyes.
Then the waitress said: „Howdya doin?“,
the magic second, it was ruined, there was no Hello and no Goodbye.
They danced around like Nashville girls,
hopping up and down in their tank top shirts,
dancing in the around the midday sun,
and they won`t stop till the day is done.
Then they declare that the night is young,
and the party buses rolling on and on.
They dance around like Nashville girls,
they dance around like Nashville girls.
2020 © K.V.
The other side of the rain
They ´re putting sandbags in front o´ houses, ´cause the creeks will rise,
there`s a heavy rain pouring down, from demolated skies,
they`re waiting on the roofs of their houses, waiting for the `copters to come,
to pick them up for rescue, flying over floods, to find a safe place before the day is done.
I will see you on the other side of the rain, if we`ll make it through the day,
in the ruins of our house, that the flood has washed away.
Got no money in my bank account to start something new,
look at us on muddy ground, two shadows, me and you.
Let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
where`s no more suffering, no more pain,
let`s slide on the other side, slide on the other side of the rain.
Don`t wanna beg for money from the government in the county where we live.
We stand together with our neighbors, even when there is no more to give.
Brian committed suicide, he couldn’t stand it anymore,
Lily has painted 666 on her door,
there is no reason to stay, there is nowhere we could go,
seems like everybody`s preparing for the final show.
We’re standing in the sunshine, drying the mud on our clothes,
we’ve lost everything, everything we`ve loved the most,
our home is gone, the future smells like decay,
got some bread from a Mexican to make it through the day,
the dream is gone, I heard some politicians say
“We`ll come out bigger than before!”, hey, just get out of my way!
Let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
where`s no more suffering, no more pain,
let`s slide on the other side, slide on the other side of the rain.
There still sandbags in front of ruins, the damage is done.
People staring paralyzed into the sky waiting for the next storm to come.
There`s a change in the weather, faster than we’ve thought
there`s a frontline in heaven, like wise old Indians have taught,
I don`t believe in peace of mankind anymore,
the change is here and it knocks on every door.
Let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
where`s no more suffering, no more pain,
let`s slide on the other side, slide on the other side…
…let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
let`s slide on the other side of the rain,
where`s no more suffering, no more pain,
let`s slide on the other side, slide on the other side of the rain.
2020 © K.V.
Voodoo Lovers Blues
You nailed my heart to the cross, but I felt no pain,
just a longing for more, that felt strange, so strange.
I went to the doctor, he gave me good news:
„It´s only heartache son, you’ve got nothing to loose, nothing to loose“.
You’ve taking a new freeway, to my soul, to my soul,
so take it, here I am, out of control, out of control.
You tied my will to the table, I wasn’t able to move anymore,
I passed every stop sign, until you threw away the key to the door.
I`m captured by your voodoo, laying naked on the floor,
I`m begging “Please release me, I can`t stand it anymore”.
But please don`t stop, you bring me to the top, I`m totally confused,
since the lights went out, there`s no more doubt, it`s a Voodoo lovers blues, a Voodoo lovers blues.
Honey, I know I`m not the first or the last one, that you put under your magic spell,
but who put the voodoo on our game of love, it was you, I can tell.
Now I feel the time is crawling, like a spider on the wall,
I`m trapped in a web of lust and sin, unable to fall.
But please don`t stop, you bring me to the top, I`m totally confused,
since the lights went out, there`s no more doubt, it`s a Voodoo lovers blues, a Voodoo lovers blues.
2020 © K.V.
Not my kind of art
I was heading home, had some music in my head,
in front of my house I saw your little red corvette,
there you stood again, trying to please me,
your look was saying: „Don`t release me”
so this is what I said:
“You can lean on my fence
but you can`t lean on my heart”,
the train has left the station since we fell apart.
With all your lies you can`t come back to me,
`cause I am not too blind to see,
that you`re not my kind of art,
no, you`re not, my kind of art.
Life`s not a country song, one of us must be wrong,
here on the battleground, it keeps us down.
Don`t come back to please me, its just your way to tease me,
I don`t wanna go for a next round.
You drank, you smoked, you lied and you cursed,
I can not remember which is worst.
You tried to stick me with a knife,
I was fearing for my life,
I guess our happy love has burst.
You can lean on my fence
but you can`t lean on my heart,
the train has left the station since we fell apart.
With all your lies you can`t come back to me.
`cause I`m not too blind to see,
that you`re not my kind of art,
no, you`re not, my kind of art.
Life`s not a country song, one of us must be wrong,
here on the battleground, it keeps us down.
Don`t come back to please me, its just your way to tease me
I don`t wanna go for a next round.
So please jump in your little car,
maybe somewhere else you will be a star.
The highway looks so nice today, please don`t stop until LA,
it’s better if you`re going your own way,
‘cause you`re not my kind of art,
no you`re not my kind of art.
No, you`re not, not, not my kind of art,
no, you`re not, not, not, not, not my kind of art.
No, no, no, no…
2020 © K.V.
Light shines through the darkness
Why does all the pain try to kill me, every day?
why does the rain follow me, along my way?
Why is there hurt when it comes like a redemption song,
to cover up the memories when all is said and done?
Every road leads to an end, but when you walk alone,
there comes a day you must pretend that you are on your own,
like a light shines through the darkness.
What is the price of life?, the endless hours,
when you think you are immortal, you have love to share,
so keep your arms wide open, for the ones that love you
enjoy every moment when there are feelings to share.
‘cause every road leads to an end, but when you walk alone,
there comes a day you must pretend that you are on your own,
like a light shines through the darkness.
Now that there is love in my life, I stay on the broadway,
every song I write I dedicate to you.
It’s still a miracle how you came in my life on that dark day,
my whole life has changed into something beautiful and new.
I want to walk on by your side, until the end of time,
until the stars collide and we`ll forever shine, shine on like crazy diamonds.
I want to walk on by your side, until the end of time,
until the stars collide and we`ll forever shine, shine on like crazy diamonds.
Oh shine on, let us shine
2020© K.V.
Catwalk over the barstools
I´m a pale rider in a dead end street, my horse is thirsty and my knees are weak,
gonna shake some action out of my bones.
I drank some whiskey in a back street bar and listened to the sound of a twang guitar
feeling older, than the Rolling Stones.
Same old moon was hanging in the sky, here in Printers Alley shadows passing by,
you can`t make a mistake if you have nothing to loose,
time is crawling under my skin, when blue turns to grey there`s nothing to win,
I just lay in a whirlpool of Jazz, Rhythm and Blues.
It’s like a catwalk over barstools, a catwalk over barstools,
you can fall down but you will never reach a goal,
it’s like a catwalk over barstools, a catwalk over barstools,
you can walk around but you will never have control.
So watch your step, the clock ain’t lying, you might get old, you might die trying, the next day, will never be the same.
Beside the drain of a backstreet bar there`s a bed out of mud underneath the stars, but most of the time there`s only rain.
Honeymoon is over, the nightmare never ends, I´m married to whiskey, I lost all my friends, nothing will ever change here in this bar.
I´m a pale rider in the middle of the night, even my horse left me, I`m not able to fight its just me and my bottle, so here we are.
It’s like a catwalk over barstools, a catwalk over barstools,
you can fall down but you will never reach a goal
it’s like a catwalk over barstools, a catwalk over barstools,
you can walk around but you will never have control,
It’s like a catwalk over barstools, catwalk over barstools,
it’s like a catwalk over barstools,
I`m never going home,
`cause I have no home.
2020 © K.V.
The drowned sailor
The drowned sailor was drifting through his final gate,
in the eternal waves he thought: „It`s too late!“
He danced on the waves of the ocean which passed him by,
he felt quite attractive but then he thought: „It`s a lie!“
For to change the ship of fools, filled with profit and rum,
you must enter the ship of life with it`s blood red sails, in the sun.
Nobody`s perfect but we will all sink to the ground,
the ocean will cover our bodies when we`re going down, down, down, down.
The sailor, he cried when he died, but no one could hear,
the story of the man, who has no more tears.
For the ship which has left with the tide, the harbor was safe,
and the longing for a different life, has shown you belong to your grave.
So hail to the drowned, hail to the lovers, hail to the souls which are free,
Light a candle in your window tonight, for the sailors lost to the sea.
So hail to the drowned, hail to the lovers, hail to the souls which are free,
Light a candle in your window tonight, for the sailors lost to the sea.
The drowned sailor`s got nothing to loose but the blues,
his bones where rattling when he`d stepped off his shoes.
He danced with the wales and he spoke with the dolphins `bout sin,
the ghost of a mermaid came knocking on his lost skin.
For to leave the ship of fools, there`s no way to found,
with every step that you take, you`ll loose the ground.
The drowned sailor died lonely in a blue lagoon,
when he realized that he died he thought: „Maybe too soon!“
The sound of the mermaid, which followed his life,
it sounded like she was whispering: „I`ll be your wife!“
And he drowned without a sound, with the plans that he made,
the ship of life passed him by, always a journey too late,
always a journey too late, it was always, a journey too late.
2020 © K.V.
The streets of Galway
They hit the street like a tumbleweed in the heat of the afternoon,
two drunken men like a garbage can, kicked out with a broom.
Outside the bar in front of a car they started a curious fight
cars where passing, people laughing, everything seemed alright.
A driver pushed his horn to blow them away,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway bay,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway.
At Eyre Square was music in the air, a song about a drunken priest,
a true crime poem but the singer swore it would never be released.
At the cathedral swans have balled while the young bride fixed her dress,
two yards further stood the groom, while he practice the word „yes.“
Santa Claus Church brings them together, the bells will show the way,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway bay,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway.
The afternoon with its special gloom was kissing the lips of the bride,
the sun was touching the waterfront so let them enjoy the night.
If you walk down Salthill Promenade you have to kick against the wall,
it will bring you luck along your way, if you will stumble, you won`t fall.
You might meet a banker in the oldest pub, thinking he is god,
after a few Galway Hookers he knew that he`s not.
You feel like a street cat curious `bout what brings you through the day,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway bay,
welcome to a sunny afternoon on the streets of Galway.
May pubs and barber shops be forever on your way!
May pubs and barber shops be forever on your way!
2020 © K.V.
Outlaws and heroes
There ain’t no outlaws called Billy anymore, just criminals, stupid as a dump.
They robbed the register at a pharmacy store and now they are on the run.
They shot two people on their way to the door, with pills and some dollars in their hands,
Crazy people do crazy things, well that`s how this story ends.
There ain’t no more heroes, trying to save the world, `cause everybody is fighting for himself.
There is a big old gap between believe and disbelieve, one hero’s heaven is another`s hell.
To defend the people’s rights is the highest obligation to which a hero can commit.
When times get harder heroes must be smarter instead of thinking „This is it!“
There are lines and signs crossing everyones day,
no one knows what the future will bring,
outlaws and heroes are ready to come back
and there will be new tales to sing.
Again we need no weatherman to show where the wind blows, we only have to open our eyes.
The sun is melting ice and the rain is pouring down, like postcards from demolated skies.
Outlaws and heroes are the spice in our life, you can`t have one without the other.
We need the balance for the challenges of time, the goal must be “One for another.”
And if there comes a time, where we must stand in line for all of us there`s hard work to be done.
Outlaws and heroes will walk hand in hand to secure our place in the sun.
I can see the shades of Buffalo Bill and Billy the Kid, Wyatt Earp and Calamity Jane,
they ride on silver chromed horses through the night, prepared to come back again.
There are lines and signs crossing everyones day,
no one knows what the future will bring.
Outlaws and heroes are ready to come back
and there will be new tales to sing,
so there will be, new tales to sing.
2020 © K.V.
Sevilla
It was too late to say goodbye, ‘cause it ended with a lie,
when I thought that I found true love, there`s always being a new love, I saw it in your eyes.
Now I`m holding in my hand the letter which you’ve sent
where you write there is no reason, you just left me with the season, a change can be so nice.
My dreams are covered by the night, I´m so stuck in that barroom light,
all your kisses wild and tender that I always will remember even if I`m sad and blue.
All my plans blew off in Spain, hey bartender in the rain,
bring me one more tequila before I leave Sevilla and than I`ll pass on through.
Darkened days I’ve had enough and the road was mighty rough,
when I met you right in time I thought the hills I have to climb with your love they won`t be steep.
All the oceans that I’ve crossed, all the ships that I have lost,
they don`t matter much to me, `cause you showed me how to be a part of a love which went real deep.
My dreams are covered by the night, I´m so stuck in that barroom light,
all your kisses wild and tender that I always will remember even if I`m sad and blue.
All my plans blew off in Spain, hey bartender in the rain,
bring me one more tequila before I leave Sevilla and than I`ll pass on through.
Now that you have left my plans, it’s so hard here where I stand,
there is no one I can trust, irony began to rust, I miss your guiding light.
In this cavern I see clear when closing time comes near,
that the lies you’ve told to me will fade away in memories so I will leave with the next tide.
My dreams are covered by the night, I´m so stuck in that barroom light,
all your kisses wild and tender which I always will remember even if I`m sad and blue.
All my plans blew off in Spain, hey bartender in the rain,
bring me one more tequila before I leave Sevilla and than I`ll pass on through.
Now its time to say goodbye, not to end up with a lie,
there will always be a new love, even if its not a true love,
who`s waiting for me out there in the night.
2020 © K.V.
Baltic Sea Child
There where harbors bars and palm trees in my life,
I`m a submarine hanging on a kite,
there are so many ways, to spent so many days
and it’s still not the time to say goodbye.
There`s Blues and Country, Rock and Rock`n Roll,
melodies which fill my heart and soul,
I`m still standing on my legs, to dance on through the nights,
with my head up to see the Northern Lights.
I´m a baltic sea child, traveling through time,
I´m a baltic sea child, traveling through time.
There`s a strong pulse pumping through my veins,
there`s a family tree with lots of unknown names,
my heart is where I`m living and my love is wild and free
and my spirit comes from way out in the sea.
I grew up with the water at my side,
the horizon was my guiding light,
to look at my purpose I had to leave the place,
I was born to look into the future`s face.
Many coastlines I passed in my life,
sometimes I`m flying and sometimes I dive,
There are so many courses on the endless sea
the ocean is my home and my spirit stays wild and free.
I had to leave the harbor,
on my search for luck and gold,
and way past California my way lead me abroad
so I went on deeper southbound with the road.
At the mighty shores of Mexico,
you said to me: „ It`s just that you should know.
We`re like sun and moon together,
the north has met the south,
with some taste of salt and water in your mouth!“
We married in a beach bar, friends came from near and far
and now we stay together, your love is guiding me.
How mighty is the ocean of our life, when we`re walking side by side,
in submarines or hanging on a kite,
the waves will roll forever day and night
the waves will roll forever day and night
I´m a baltic sea child, traveling through time,
now its you and me together,
down the coast line,
down the coast line,
down the coast line.
2020 © K.V.