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Where Fake Cowboys Go to Drink

by Todd Farrell Jr.

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1.
Take it Slow 04:40
VERSE 1: Saturday night's alright for fighting but Sunday's such a drag Just reminding and rewriting so it doesn't sound so bad This whole town is getting smaller one less love and one less dollar it's like every night's another chance to get it wrong Another chance to let my friends let me down again VERSE 2: Sometimes I think I'm like a child who never really learns Every time I get close to her I always just get burned But tonight, tonight is mine as they're singing Auld Lang Syne there's a girl in the bar line and she's standing all alone Darling tell me, what's your name? It might never be the same CHORUS: Pour another drink raise a glass to the night It's all over me everything will be just fine I'm too sober to sleep but I'm too drunk to drive Girl, take it slow with me and dance with me a while BRIDGE: Take it slow, take it slow we ain't got nowhere to go Take it slow, take it slow we ain't got nowhere to go VERSE 3: Everyday I'm getting older forgetting everything I told her 'cause your head's still on my shoulder and arms around my neck I think I'll be alright if you'll just be mine tonight CHORUS Take it slow, take it slow we ain't got nowhere to go
2.
VERSE 1: Six weeks and it's been seven weddings and it's summer's like these that I try forgetting that my youth is waning and my friends are married and if they're not well, they might as well be CHORUS: Dog days have settled down on me like a black lag on the floor ain't no reason to feel down and lonely I would go outside if I could only crack that door VERSE 2: And I'm not saying I wanna fall in love I just wanna feel like I'm not so stuck Just wanna call someone who just might wanna call me back and hang on my couch and maybe watch some TV CHORUS VERSE 3: Six weeks and I'm starting to wonder is there an end to this Indian Summer but I feel that breeze so this boredom's ending but September feels like doom, impending CHORUS
3.
VERSE 1: It's been a long day of waiting wishing and wondering and wasting away and wondering why and watching the phone where it sits on the dresser to be honest, a wrong number would probably suffice CHORUS: I've got a pocketful of rainchecks a head full of tears a heart full of aching a belly full of beer a fistful of nerves and an eyeful of fear pocketful of rainchecks and a headful of tears VERSE 2: So another day goes by and another, and another and another on the way and another couple nights 'cause I'm a sucker, a sinker a drag and a drinker for a girl I don't remember but still leave on the lights CHORUS VERSE 3: So I'll wait for reactions and add up the fractions 'till I run out of distractions of just how lonely I am But damnit, I'm not stupid I'm not outdone and useless I'm just coming to conclusions of this waste of my time CHORUS
4.
VERSE 1: There's a city of lights and ambition in the heart of Tennessee for every star, there's a second-rate bar where the rest of us finish our drinks There's a hundred six-string slingers just like there were the night before any one night, your name's up in lights and the next you wipe the floor CHORUS: So baby tell me why you ended up here I know this ain't your scene and you know this ain't my year VERSE2: There's a place off of 2nd and Broadway where fake cowboys go to drink we'll play all night, while they try to hide their tears while they sing There's a girl at the back of the bar smiling at me from against the wall she's in a song I've written, she's the sweetest little kitten but I still ain't seen her claws CHORUS: So baby tell me why you ended up here I know this ain't your scene and you know this ain't my year So baby tell me why you still stick around you know there ain't a lot left for a guy like me in this town VERSE 3: There's a surplus of neon in Nashville where the river hits the street let it light, but don't let it hide the crime and the concrete and that girl at the back of the room smiling at me and my guitar it gets me by, just to see her eyes I'm still her undeserving star CHORUS
5.
Hey Julie 04:07
VERSE 1: After all is said and done I still feel like you've got something left to say I know that I was the only one when it came to taking someone else's name I know you don't wanna talk to me right now and I ain't got no good reason to disagree I only wish you wouldn't take it so hard and somehow find your way back to your feet CHORUS: Hey Julie it doesn't have to be so bad hey julie VERSE 2: Breaking hearts was never my style and yours wasn't intended to be the first I didn't wanna, but my heart kept telling me I didn't wanna hurt you any worse We were quite a pair, and we sure had some good times but sometimes good times just ain't enough Life on a roller coaster's ups and downs are good for some but it just ain't the life for us CHORUS VERSE 3: And I ain't saying that I ain't gonna miss you Lord knows, it's been killing me too But it ain't the only thing that He knows, 'cause He knows that this is for the good of me and you So baby, go and find your next big adventure and I'll try and go and find my own the only way you'll stop feeling so lonely Is if you believe that you ain't gonna die alone CHORUS
6.
VERSE 1: I'm sorry, Amanda I didn't know I was caught somewhere between a lie and a fairy-tale I'm sorry, Amanda we were so young young enough to think that this won't go stale I'm sorry, Amanda I didn't know VERSE 2: I'm sorry, Amanda I haven't thought about this in years but tonight this city just won't let me sleep I'm sorry, Amanda I try not to care but these scars on my chest are just too deep I'm sorry, Amanda I didn't know BRIDGE: Sometimes your ghost still keeps me up at night I only wanted to treat you right and sometimes I still think about what you said "remember everything" forever in my head Is there some sort of redemption after all our imperfections or are we all just chasing lights? Are we doomed for force the same mistakes over and over until we get this right? I'm sorry, Amanda I didn't know

about

In the Spring of 2012, I was working at a recording studio outside of town. During off time, I would go out and mess around with mic techniques, guitar tones, etc while not on the clock. After years and years of playing in death metal bands, I decided to mess around with recording something in the style of bands I was getting into at the time (and that was starting to become very popular where I lived in East Nashville). These songs were a weird experiment in songwriting and recording, that somehow developed into a small music career because it got out. I fully acknowledge lifting a lot of inspiration from bands I was listening to at the time, such as Drive-By Truckers, Lucero, Slobberbone, and yes, Two Cow Garage. It's the first time I ever recorded songs I wrote myself, and the first time I ever sang into a microphone. Anyway, I forgot it still existed, but apparently it still does. Enjoy, and go easy on young Todd.

For reference:

"Take it Slow" was my attempt to write a stereotypical "cowpunk" song. The lyrics are so corny I can't stand it. It was later re-recorded with the band for the Dirty Birds LP.

"Black Lab (Dog Days)" is probably my favorite of this bunch, both lyrically and musically. I still think it's a cool song.

"Pocketful of Rainchecks" is about as close to writing a "tear in your beer" country song as I ever got. It's cheesy, but maybe some band with "whiskey" in their name will cut it one day. The voicemail soundbite is from the girl this song was about, if that sort of thing is interesting.

"Ain't My Year" is me taking ideas from "Your Humble Narrator" by Two Cow Garage and reorganizing it the way I heard it in my head. Lyrically, it's (unfortunately) kind of prophetic about the rise of the "New Nashville" Broadway scene, so at least there's that.

"Hey Julie" is "A Ghost to Most" by Drive-By Truckers with an actual chorus, mixed with a little bit of "Exit Ghosts" by Kasey Anderson. The main objective of this one was to write a song with as simple of a chorus as possible (according to whatever songwriting book I was reading at the time). I got caught a lot of hell on a DBT message board for this one, which led to this album selling all 500 copies, so joke's on them, I guess. No mention of ghosts in this version.

"Amanda, I'm Sorry" is the only actually "personal" song I wrote, and actually started as a piano ballad type thing. Since I can't play piano well enough to record it, it's a three chord guitar jam with three bad solos and a Lucero-lifted bridge.

credits

released May 29, 2012

Guitar, bass, drums, keyboards, piano, BS, and other noise performed by Todd Farrell. Engineered and mixed by Todd Farrell. Produced by Todd Farrell. Mastered by Jason Kyle Saitveit. Recorded, mixed and mastered at Arcade Studios, Kingston Springs, TN.

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Solo material from Nashville based songwriter/guitarist Todd Farrell Jr, of Benchmarks.

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