True Believer

Parallel Lines
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True Believer (Phil Missimore)
She says that things just aren’t working out
And it’s time to move on
He shakes his head and keeps holding out
He keeps holding on, he keeps holding on
She says she’s thought it all over
And it’s better this way
He says he wants to start over
And he thinks she’ll stay, he thinks she’ll stay
True believer, you hang your heart on a line
True believer, you tell yourself it’ll work the next time
So you try
He says the truth is the hardest thing
And maybe she’s right
She bows to look at the diamond ring
He bought her one night
He says he won’t try to hold her back
And it’s better this way
She knows her heart keeps on turning back
And she thinks she’ll stay, she thinks she’ll stay
Love’s open question
A lesson that’s learned
A heart that gets hardened
Is not easily burned
Phil Missimore - Vocals & Bass
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Robin Rourke - Acoustic Guitar, Steel Guitar & Background Vocals
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
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Parallel Lines (Kevon Cottrell)
Drink the water from a country stream
Feel the freshness when you’re out that way
Cleans your mind out
Leaves it room to stray
Seems like I never get to stay
Parallel lines are in my life to stay
Driving northward toward Hanalei
Off the highway, place I’d like to go and stay
There’s running streams and
No one else around
Seems like I never get to stay
Crooked highway takes me on my way
And with these three friends, wind, sun and sea
One to keep me warm and one to blow my past away
One to sit and talk with
Till my dying day
Seems like I never get to stay
Parallel lines are in my life to stay
Kevon Cottrell - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Robin Rourke - Acoustic 12-String Guitar, Steel Guitar & Background Vocals
Phil Missimore - Bass
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Rene Del Fierro - Electric Guitar
Nancy Hall - Percussion
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Proud Horse

Thinkin'
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Proud Horse (Robin Rourke)
I say hey, babe, I got something to say to you
The way I feel about you, it’s the least I could do
You’ve got so much, you‘ve got so much
Now tell me why the blues, babe, are all over you
Hop down off of that big proud horse
Put your feet on the ground
Feel the earth, feel the earth
Go ahead and feel the earth, you gotta see the earth,
You need to need the earth, go ahead and be the earth
Fly, fly, fly, fly far away
Feel, feel, feel, feel baby feel
You know the earth calls you
Find out what it wants with you
The earth needs you, the earth needs you
The earth calls you
Robin Rourke - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Phil Missimore - Bass
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Rene Del Fierro - Electric Guitar
Lee Parvin - B3 Organ
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(What’s the) Thinkin’ (Kevon Cottrell)
When all your saints are suicides
The alcohol you hide behind
Has gone and left you high and dry
You find you’re dying deep inside
What’s the thinkin’ behind all of your drinkin’
You say the world has abandoned you
Well I think you have abandoned you
You’ve fallen into dark despair
When are you coming up for air
What’s the thinkin’ behind all of your drinkin’
So what’s the last verse gonna be
Surprise for you or surprise for me
You’re not the first to sink so low
The question is how low you go
What’s the thinkin’ behind all of your drinkin’
It’s the drinkin’ behind all of your thinkin’
Kevon Cottrell - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Robin Rourke - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Phil Missimore - Bass
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Lee Parvin - Piano
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Treat Her Like a Lady

Summer Day
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Treat Her Like A Lady (Robin Rourke)
Early in the morning
You lean your head against the face of your window
Green eyes and fair soft skin
Hair of gold as it flows on your pillow
Treat her like a lady
Treat her as you love her, she’s your lady
Treat her as you love her, treat her like a lady
She’s your lady
Later in the evening
Moonlight streaming in on your shoulders
She’s gonna teach you things, boy
Gonna make you feel just a little bit older
Robin Rourke - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar & Dobro Guitar
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Phil Missimore - Bass
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
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Summer Day (Phil Missimore)
Your blood was rising with the sun
Sweet amnesia for what you’ve done
The deed is done now, you can’t turn back
You can’t make up for the things you lack
The ghost that haunts you in the night
Still casts its shadow in the light
Feel the sunlight burn you as you turn to walk away
In the summer day
Your blood was turning into wine
Each time she kissed you, no track of time
But then you saw her with someone new
The wine turned into a witch’s brew
So you took her to the lake last night
Nobody saw you, no moon in sight
Feel the sunlight burn you as you turn to walk away
In the summer day
Your blood was rising, they hear you tell
You fought and argued, she slipped and fell
You tried to save her but it was too late
And now you’re grieving, a wretched fate
But when the sunlight hits your eyes
Her face swims up to you and tells the lie
Feel the sunlight burn you as you turn to walk away
In the summer day
Phil Missimore - Vocals, Bass & Electric Guitar
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Robin Rourke - Background Vocals
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Lee Parvin - B3 Organ
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Home at Last
Teresa

Change My Tune
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Home At Last (Phil Missimore)
Just like a sailor at sea who comes to his senses
I need a place that I can call home
Just like that man on the bow who waits for his harbor
I seek a refuge all of my own
I’m going back to a place where I belong
I’m going back cause I’ve been away so long
You know it’s hard to believe how soon your time is past
And I’m finally home, I’m finally home, finally home, home at last
Just like a child in the night who cries out in darkness
I looked for answers that I could not see
Just when I thought I was lost, my eyes were opened
And I finally found you, right next to me
I’m going back to a place where I belong
I’m going back cause I’ve been away so long
You know it’s hard to believe how soon your time is past
And I’m finally home, I’m finally home, finally home, home at last
I’m going back to a place where I belong
I’m going back cause I’ve been away so long
You know it’s part of the plan to see tomorrow in the past
And I’m finally home, I’m finally home, finally home, home at last
Phil Missimore - Vocals, Bass & Electric Guitar
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Robin Rourke - Acoustic Guitar & Background Vocals
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Teresa (Robin Rourke & Leo Mankiewicz)
Instrumental
Robin Rourke - Acoustic Guitar
Kevon Cottrell - Acoustic Guitar
Phil Missimore - Bass
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
Nancy Hall - Percussion
George Del Fierro - Congas
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Change My Tune/4-5-6 (Same Old Song) (Kevon Cottrell)
You know I’m crazy
I’m lazy too
I’m just sort of hazy
On what to do
But before I’m through, you know I’m gonna change my tune
Don’t know if I should
Don’t know if I oughta
If you leap off a bridge
Expect to hit water
And before I’m through, you know I’m gonna change my tune
Cause I’ve been watching you closely
You’re developing style
It’s up to you mostly, don’t be scared to try
Cause who’s to say that it ain’t any good
Who knows the way back out of these woods
And before I’m through, you know I’m gonna change my tune
We’ll I’ve been sitting here singing a song
Brightens up my day
And if I close my eyes I can almost make
My lonesome blues fade away
It’s the same old words and the same old tune
Done the same old way
You don’t have to listen very hard to hear what I have to say
But it won’t take long till I’m back on my feet again
Paying my bills with a song
Soon I’ll be trading in my solitude
For some three part harmony
Well it don’t take long for influence to grow
You’ve had your effect on me
And just like the way that the gravity calls,
Your energy is drawing me
It’s the same old words and the same old tune
Done the same old way
I feel like something is not quite right
My spirit has drained away
Kevon Cottrell - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Robin Rourke - Acoustic Guitar, Steel Guitar & Background Vocals
Phil Missimore - Bass & Background Vocals
Leo Mankiewicz - Violin
John Hasty - Drums
Rene Del Fierro - Electric Guitar
Nancy Hall - Percussion
George Del Fierro - Congas
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