Silent, Silent
©1998 by Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
In a childhood room, a pretty little girl,
lyin' in her bed, dreaming in the darkness
She's riding on a pony, clinging to the mane,
running through the fields ever soft and silent
In a childhood room, a pretty little girl,
cryin' in her bed, weeping in the darkness
The ponies have all gone,
she wakes up clinging to the mane,
of an animal who says
"If you want my love, you must be silent".
CHORUS:
She goes silent, silent, silent,
silent, silent, silent, silent in the darkness
The high spirits of a boy go running
up and down the stairs,
He gets in his mommas hair many times to often
He's a flurry on the go, curiosity in his soul,
so she yells at him
"Bad boy, please be still and silent"
She can't understand his need,
to try all there is to be
So she sends him to his room
she's so cold and heartless
He feels punished and alone,
ashamed for what's no known,
now there's a shadow in his soul
empty now and silent, he goes:
CHORUS: Silent, silent..
For those of us who grew up inside the eyes of silent
storms
where angry words tear at your heart so much so,
that's all you know .........is silence.
For every woman, child and man,
wounded by the very hands of those
who'd love us as long as we promised to be silent
I hear you echo in the din, mystic voices in the wind,
As we collectively begin to rail against the silence
We won't be silent, CHORUS
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My Good Company
©1997 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Sometimes I feel like a candle,
running out of twine,
And I am lost in the darkness,
feeling night blind
And when those clouds and shadows
are closing in on me,
When the dawn is distant,
you're my good company.
When I walk, trippin' over nothin'
You take my hand, break my fall
I wish for wings, rather be out flying
You remind me first we crawl,
you say "everybody starts out small"
And when I'm lost on the pathway
stranded on my knees,
You wave me to your doorstep,
you welcome my good company.
BRIDGE:
From some strange and distant town I'm calling
you hear me falling out your words are clear
and I always know those words will hold me
never scold me, words I long to hear.
‘Cause I'm that aged old sailor,
married to the sea
You're that deep dark water,
you're my good company.
And when I cry, you find the beauty in it.
And when I laugh you laugh along,
I'm up to no good, heading down to nowhere,
You're there to bring me in,
You help me find my way back in.
Cause I'm a lonely sailor,
too many nights at sea
You're that bright red sunset,
you're my good company
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Pink Lemonade
©1998 by Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Some days are a journey, long hauls,
back roads into town
Where the ditches and the gravel pits,
take you by surprise, you go tumbling down
Your boots are torn and tattered,
your bad mood came ready made
Won't you sit down, put your feet up,
I'm gonna’ give you pink lemonade,
Pink Lemonade.
Some days are lonely,
no matter who gets in your face
Everybody itchin' and scratchin'
needing you on every page
Your mind is lost and scattered from
the demands they have made
Won't you lay your head on my shoulder,
gonna give you pink lemonade,
Pink Lemonade
CHORUS:
Gonna take the yellow from the sun,
cool cool green in the shade
We got marshmallow fluff floatin'
in the blue sky, my o my
When you need a drink,
try a little pink lemonade,
Pink Lemonade
Some days peoples words
seem to come out all wrong
They might mean to be nice,
but they wound you cause you sorrow and harm
You soul is beat up and battered,
they tried to take your truth away,
Well I honestly believe in you,
and the power of pink lemonade.
Pink Lemonade
CHORUS:
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Ten Pound Bass
duet
with/Jonathan Edwards
©1998 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Her eyes were so inviting,
here eyes were green and blue
Her eyes were like the water,
that fishing men see through
Her brow was made of fairy dust,
her gaze was made to last
Her eyes made his whole summer...…
that and that ten pound bass.
Her legs were long and graceful,
they were naked in the sun
Her legs were tan and supple,
it took his breath away to see her run
If only he could catch her,
he'd throw her down upon the grass
Her legs made his whole summer,
that and that ten pound bass.
Her kiss was sweet and simple,
her kiss was soft and kind
Her kiss was red and daring
like brand new summer wine
It sent him on a journey,
the ticket read "first class"
Her kiss made his whole summer
That.....and that ten pound bass
All alone, on a pier, crickets calling everywhere
He drops a line, but no one's there to see
The good luck fairy says to him
"Son, you'll have to choose, if
you'd like to keep the girl....
the fish you'll have to loose"....
So he sat upon the pier,
wonderin' what he'd catch
that girl could be a memory......
He'll take that
10 pound bass.
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This Town's Alright
©1998 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Let the sun go down around us
And another busy day is done
Spread the night out like a blanket
We can watch the moon shine on
We hear music in the distance
Oh, the sound of the rhythm and blues
The red hot neon's flashing
Take me dancin',
I'll get my dancing shoes, take me out.
CHORUS:
Out on the town, this town - take me out
Out on the town, tonight - baby take me
Out on the town, this town
You're towns alright, baby it's alright
This town's alright.
The boulevard is lined with lovers
The cafe's full of kissing fools
Ooo, I'm ready to go steady
Into the night with you...you can take me out
CHORUS:
My eyes are wide, wide open
I couldn't sleep now if I tried
I'll go anywhere you're going, baby
As long AS IT'S OUT..…
BABY TAKE ME OUT!
CHORUS:
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Little Girl Please Wait
with special
guest Janis
©1998 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
She was the one who kept you so young,
now she's growing
You're caught by surprise by the look in her eyes,
you know what she's knowing
You sit back and stare
into the space she leaves there,
your arms are so empty
She's borrowed your pearls,
she wants to take on the world,
but you're the one not ready..
You say…
Little girl please wait,
little girl please wait
little girls will sigh, they might cry,
but they must wait.
There's so much to tell her,
but you can no longer hold her,
you pray in a whisper
You know it's only fair
that she go through her share,
heartache will find her
Blindly you trust that she will grow up
in spite of what you tell her
What she must do is uncover the truth,
there's no "happily ever after".....
But little girl please wait,
little girl please wait
little girls they sigh, they might cry,
but they will wait.
She's part of your history,
her future's a mystery,
She'll need to find levity as
she takes her place.
She helps set the table, antique lace,
sterling silver, her grandmothers' china
You tell her the tales, women strong,
women frail, like hand-me-downs and heirlooms
A chip in the cup, a stain on the cloth, a useful existence
Whether she like's them or not,
someday they'll be hers by default
They're a gift, they're a prison,
they're for little girls who wait..
Lttle girls who wait, little girls-they sigh,
they might cry, they must wait.
Will she seek loyalty inside family boundaries
She might defy gravity, and just pull away.
Little girl please wait. Little girls we sigh,
we might cry, we must wait.
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Lorinda Lea
©1998 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Brownstone tenements and windows
barred up against the city
A sprawling lack of urban kindness,
plenty of empty handed pity
There's a rumor on the street,
spreading like wildfire
She's a devil wind, a dervish of desire,
hey there little one
You'd cartwheel down the summer breeze,
now you got the boys on their knees.
CHORUS:
Lorinda Lea, hey, Lorinda Lea,
hey hey hey, Lorinda lea,
Where ya' goin', Where ya goin'
You're momma's kneeling down to virgins
crossing holy water
She's says "Mother of God be grateful
you didn't have no daughter
I tried to cleanse her soul don't be mistaken,
I washed away my shame,
and still her bodies taken, oh my little one
You where gonna be my sweet success
my ticket out my happiness"
CHORUS:
Lorinda's eyes are dark and deep,
mysterious and lonely,
Yet, they come alive when the barrio
boys lay down with their money
She dreams of wall to wall,
and cut fresh flowers,
Crystal figurines, roses in vases,
gifts from men of power, oh my little one
Is this gonna be your sweet success,
your ticket out your happiness
CHORUS: Lorinda Lea, hey, Lorinda Lea,
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My Friend Elaine
©1998
Sally Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
My friend Elaine,
slept in a Volkswagon Beetle,
a convertible red one, parked under Bremerton skies
My friend Elaine loved her vegetables with the peel on,
with seeds in her teeth, and the juice on her chin
She played one mean mandolin, my friend Elaine.
My friend Elaine,
hails from up there in Buffalo,
where the wicked winds still blow,
though long ago she escaped
My friend Elaine loved her beer with the next one,
drank tequila with the other one,
She played one angry mandolin, my friend Elaine
20 years later where is she,
20 years later, I feel her with me
20 years later, I sit with the memory
of a renegade gypsy, a young girl, a ghost
My friend Elaine
made her living on a tugboat,
made her home in her pocket, while cooking for sailors
My friend Elaine, was the rarest of rare birds,
who'd take off with no word, hey, where ya goin' Elaine?
20 years later I'm
still here,
20 years later, I worry with fear
That in 20 more years, I'll lose my memory
of a renegade gypsy, a young girl, a ghost
My friend Elaine, took to singing and sailing,
from Capetown, Africa, New Zealand, back to Zaire
Then today comes a photo, from a soiree in Uganda,
she was decked up in a party dress,
Yes, that would be my friend Elaine
She was posing in a
black satin formal,
with a white beaded collar that hung off her shoulders
She stood by a table laid for a banquet,
in big hair and makeup,
it's looking like dry-dock, Elaine
20 years later, she's right there,
20 years later, no signs of fear
And in 20 more years, I will pull out this picture
of a beautiful gypsy,
this elegant renegade,
no longer a young girl,
no longer a ghost
She made landfall
in lilies,
My friend Elaine.
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Home
©1998
Sally Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
I've been out
walking through winter woods,
I've taken my summers by the sea
Autumn shows me great kindness,
spring is what does it to me.
The change in the
weather uproots me,
rain brings a chill to the bone
The air reminisces familiar,
I have a need to go home:
CHORUS:
I wanna go home, home, home, home,
I just wanna go home
Well everyone
searches for comfort,
geography settles the soul
The cure is the closure of distance,
I worry I'm too far from home
I search for no
travel companions,
these memories are mine mine alone
I've conquered mysterious changes,
that took me so far from my home
CHORUS:
It's there I'll
uncover my history,
of what happened if it happened at all
The demons demand that you witness
the truths of what you dare not recall.
So you let the
light in for the focus,
life finds it's own parallel
You flash on the past of the ruins,
oh the stories one snapshot will tell
CHORUS:
I've been out
walking through winter woods,
I've taken my summers by the sea
Autumn shows me great kindness,
spring is what does it to me.
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I Danced With A Man
©1998
Sally Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
He'd parade me out
on the floor,
"Be my dancing partner, I'll need no more
You're the girl for me in perfect time
Take no other man, say you'll be mine."
So I dance with a man who will not sit down
I dance with a man who will not sit down
The stars would
fade, the night would pass
The music dies, we can dance the last
But his eyes would glaze, with pure desire,
"You mustn't stop, you mustn't tire".
So I danced with a man who would not sit down
So I dance with a man who would not sit down
He begged of me
with a weary eye,
Do not slow down, least I'll die
For my heart beats only as I spin
If I rest, I'll not rize again
So I danced with a man who could not sit down
So I danced with a man who could not sit down
I had him leave me,
and I watched him go
To another he moved toe to toe
And as I watched them whirl away,
I swore I heard that young girl say,
I danced with a man who would not sit down
I danced with a man who would not sit down
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Boy On Wheels
©1998 Sally
Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
Little tike riding
on his little trike
roaring through the neighborhood
A sunny little towhead,
tornado all in bright red, he's looking good,
he's just a boy on wheels,
he's just a boy on wheels.
Mom's a little
nervous,
the kid's a little reckless, he up and goes,
Papa says "it's all right,
Mom's a little uptight" inside he knows,
that's just a boy on wheels,
he's just a boy on wheels.
Wind up the wind, and away we go,
there's no point in going, if you gotta go....slow!
Later in the
sixties, racing on a ten speed,
look how he flies.
Ride's the streets everywhere,
he no longer cuts his hair, it's his disguise,
his mother cries..."Oh my…
he's a girl on wheels"
Moms a little
nervous,
the kid is acting senseless, she wants him home
Papa says "It's okay, he needs to find his own way,
leave him alone, inside he knows...
That's just a boy on wheels,
Wind up the wind, and away we go,
there's no point in going, if you gotta go....slow!
There's a motor
bike in college,
he smokes a little foliage, out in LA
He tanks her up and shifts her,
hangs out like a drifter in Monterey
He loves the way it feels, to be a boy on wheels
Now there's a girl, on skates she flies,
she steals his heart their life goes rolling by.
Their kids are off
an running'
he thinks about retiring, he can't sit still
He needs to find the answers to
move a little faster up, up, over the hill
She buys him brand new wheels,
two seater stud-mobile
Youth cannot escape
him when he's
set in motion from underneath the hood
Gotta sunburn on his bald head,
tornado in a corvette, he's looking good
He's just a boy on wheels,
that's just a boy on wheels.
Wind up the wind, and away we go,
there's no point in going if you gotta go slow
So say the boy(s) on wheels, so say the boy(s) on wheels.
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Thirsty Woman
©1998
Sally Fingerett
GREEN FINGERS MUSIC, BMI
A lovely party
sitting poolside in the sunshine
Bright umbrellas, island fare
Pretty people posing glowing
underneath sun tans and windswept hair.
Comes the hour when it's time
to mix and mingle
Ice cubes jingling everywhere.
They toast the hostess,
grateful for the goodtimes, as if they cared.
Lonely, though she's not alone
She'd like for them to go home
No one can imagine the
drought down in her soul
how could they know she's.....
CHORUS:
A thirsty woman, a thirsty woman
A thirsty woman with an empty glass
A thirst woman, a thirsty woman
A thirsty woman with an empty glass.…
.holding alone.
After 20 years she
looks at him and wonders
Why didn't she just up and go
Why did she stay, what kept her roaming
through that dessert, they call a home.
They let their love dry up and wither it's no secret
But how it happens, no one knows.
Parched and brittle, it crumbled into ashes,
that's how it goes.
Lonely, though she's not alone
Weary, heart like a stone
Wanting, desperate and craving, from the fire down below
He's asleep, he never knows she's
CHORUS:
Her glass is
barren, no ones caring, she's got an ache,
Where it's deep down & empty she's so thirsty, what will it take
Oh, she's lonely, she's so alone
Somebody hold her, don't let her go
Show her that there's an oasis waiting in her soul
She needs to know, that poor ...thirsty woman. CHORUS
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Private
Plenty
©1998 By
Sally Fingerett and Tom Paxton
GREEN
FINGERS MUSIC, BMI/ PAX SONGS, ASCAP
CHORUS:
I lay me down surrounded by the glory,
I lay me down surrounded by the glory
I lay me down surrounded by the glory,
Of my own, private plenty.
There's a rock and
there's a hard place,
where everybody spends some time
cold rain on a sad face,
more worries on a troubled mind
I believe there's a secret place waiting deep within.
You never know just what you'll find,
you might discover peace of mind
As you lay down surrounded by the glory
As you lay down surrounded by the glory
As you lay down surrounded by the glory
Of your own, private plenty.
We're all walking
in the desert, stumblin' underneath the sun
Suffering from the same hurts, thinking we're the only one
Never knowing of that secret place, waiting deep within
Never taking time to find, just a little piece of mind
As we lay down surrounded by the glory
As we lay down surrounded by the glory
As we lay down surrounded by the glory
Of our own, private plenty.
BRIDGE:
You know the world is bound to spin, with or without you
Let it go, look deep within, what more can you do,
But go lay down.........Surrounded by the glory
Go lay down surrounded by the glory
Go lay down surrounded by the glory
Of your own, private plenty,
Give a little gift of love, from your private plenty.
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