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American Bleak House (The Complete Collection)

by Mark Brine

Released 2019
Kjk Recordings
Released 2019
Kjk Recordings
"THE Folk Protest album for the 21st Century. A recording of enormous SIGNIFICANCE, This is a declaration of independence from tyranny both social and artistic." - The late Joe Phillips (liner notes from the producer of the 2008 reissue)
  • 02:24 Lyrics Yankee Doodle Return

    Written by: Mark Brine
     

    Chorus:
    I’m still waitin’ on YANKEE DOODLE
    t’ come ridin’ inta town
    sportin’ that feather stuck in his cap
    and bouncin’ up ‘n down
    Whistlin’ away on that patriotic old tune
    about freedom found (bound)
    Yeah, I’m still countin’ on Yankee Doodle
    t’come ridin’ inta town
    (Yeah, me I’m countin’ on Yankee Doodle 
    t’ come ridin’ inta town)
    With his chin up proud ‘n  unashamed
    I see him prancin’ along
    Pony Expressin’ ‘n bringin’ back
    any spirit that was gone
    He ain’t no politician
    He ain’t no high fallutin’
    He’s the everyday person like you
    Still believin’ in the truth 
    ‘N God we trusted in 
    t’ help us carry freedom through
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:54 Lyrics Nobody Hears the Heart

    Written by: MARK BRINE
     

    A million sounds all around you in constant hum
    Easily heard except for the calling of one
    Yes the one most needed hearing and so we’re apart
    In war and in cold ‘cause NOBODY HEARS THE HEART
    Chorus:
    Nobody hears the heart
    So faintly reaching out
    Yet, its everywhere about
    Nobody hears, nobody hears the heart
    His word were so true its obvious He really knew
    ‘N He spoke with a wisdom so profound that it cut right through
    All that ever’d been said ‘ n it tore all their logic apart
    So they took His life ‘cause no one will hear the heart
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:17 Lyrics A Nation's Will
    • Written by: MARK BRINE

      Industry's grown quiet.. in more recent times, I find
      Factories 'n textile mills.. no longer pound 'n grind
      the workhouses 'n warehouses.. the America of my youth
      has disappeared, a mist.. with the once-believed-in truths
      Yes, streets were once so active.. there were trucks 'n lifts, thick traffic
      I pass in mid-day silence now.. awed by death laid-out, so graphic

      What has happened to us.. have we grown too big, too fast?
      have we shipped it overseas ? .. are we truly of the past?
      a vacant building, gutted-out.. with echoes ringing still
      of the voices we believed in.. who were forging.. A Nation's Will

      The hammering irons.. the forging steel.. the sparks that lit my dreams
      so rarely flash to kindle.. what, now, is lost, it seems
      the men you see them drunk now.. on the shanty town's main street
      begging worn-out ghosts.. with too much time upon their feet.... yes...

      What has happened to us?... have we given-in too fast?
      Have we drowned in apathy?.. are we truly of the past
      A vacant building, gutted-out.. with voices ringing still..
      of the voices that we trusted in.. who were writing.. A Nation's Will
      ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 04:11 Lyrics American Nightmare

    Written by: Mark Brine


    I had an awful dream last night
    Lord, it was a terrible, terrible dream
    ‘N I saw our country falling
    In a series of many scenes
    It was an awful thing to witness
    An even harder thing now to share
    But I watched the American dream
    Turn into the AMERICAN NIGHTMARE

    I saw the innocent blood of millions
    Of little infants bein’ shed
    ‘N all’a the homeless, hungry faces
    In all’a the plenty still goin’ unfed
    ‘N it made me feel so sick ‘n helpless
    ‘N so alone in all’a my fear
    As I watched the American dream 
    turn into the American nightmare
    Chorus 1:
    There was an avalanche of confusion
    A cyclone of great despair
    Mass injustice spreading and you could see it everywhere
    Criminals released on the streets
    Committing atrocities beyond compare
    Yes and I watched the American dream
    Turn into the American nightmare
    There was tremblin’ people on their knees
    All prayin’ to God in vain
    ‘Cause for so long they’d rejected Him
    ‘N even tried to erase His name
    ‘N they’d slowly built their laws to dodge His
    For all’a their selfish wants ‘n cares
    ‘N I saw the judgment come down
    Like Sodom ‘n Gomorrah to the ground
    Chorus 2:
    ‘N I saw our flag ‘ a blazin’ 
    and the ashes sweep ‘cross the ground
    To where the tombs of the dead unknown soldiers
    Lay forgotten without a sound
    ‘N I saw respect disintegrate 
    along with all the morals, faith ‘n care
    (Doesn’t anybody out there care?) 
    and I watched the American dream
    Turn into the American nightmare 
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:33 Lyrics At the Gates (The Sentry's Observation)

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    There’s an ivory-colored castle
    Pen-quill from its stand
    Someone’s scratching a message
    To a far off distant land
    A rider on a pale horse
    Races thru a storm-filled night
    Lightnin’ cracks the bleak dark sky
    Casting pale ‘n frightening light
    A scarlet cloak is flapping 
    With a heavy gust-like snap
    A sentry moves to the gate
    From the tavern just beyond him
    Where the ales are passed and swung
    By the unaware and unconcerned
    Too lost in drunken fun
    A two-edged sword, it slices
    The wind in violent swipes
    The horse pounds on through the mounting storm
    To a harvest ever-ripe
    As the tear-stained ink dries on the notes
    that are rolled up in a grasp
    And the wax seal hardens the impression
    From the sacred ring (that it was cast
    The smell of death reeks the air
    The Sentry reacts
    Involuntary shivers bolt up
    And across his tightened back
    He turns toward the laughter
    Growing louder in the night
    Then in a jolt, back out to a thunderin’ sound
    In the dim and ghostly light
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:48 Lyrics In God They Trusted

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    Chorus:
    IN GOD THEY TRUSTED, in God they came (went)
    In God they endured beyond all the pain (no matter what they were sent)
    Thru sufferings and toils to a new found land (in this)
    In God they trusted to lend (them) His hand
    They sailed for  the New World missionaries on a quest
    The Promised Land, Plymouth Rock each day further west
    And in all their hard travels no mater how dreams got dusted
    They never turned back for in God they trusted
    In the Revolutionary War one nation under Him
    Fought against tyranny ‘n was blessed to win and
    In the Civil War  they all prayed in a song
    Yes, when this country was divided they sang His truth marches on
    In God they trusted, in God they marched
    Thru the death and the mis’ry with that song in their hearts
    Thru the mud and the blood thru the terrible fight
    In God they trusted to lead them to right
    The World War’s came and they turned to Him
    Believin’ in freedom and that He’d help them again
    ‘N in the good times as well you’d always hear them sing
    God Bless American from shore t’ shore it would ring yes
    In God they trusted, in God they’d sing
    In the schoolrooms’ ‘n just everywhere you’d hear it ring
    For the blessings He’d shown for the freedoms they’d known
    In God they trusted never standing alone
    Then this nation forgot all that He’d brought them thru
    Turning their backs on the God they once knew
    ‘til they slowly unraveled ‘n lost all they had
    ‘N the world still remembers them in this epitaph sad
    In God they trusted in God they received
    In God they did things almost too great t’ believe
    But in God they grew tired too (high ‘n) mighty to tell 
    And for  that very reason in God they fell
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:49 Lyrics Amen

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    You and your evil message you are Satan’s advocates
    Spreadin’ his spiritual A.I.D.S. to our young, impressionable kids
    It makes me sick to my stomach every time I hear your trash
    Clutterin’ up the airwaves sellin’ your souls away for cash
    Promoting the god you’ve chosen here on earth in what you say 
    With your arrogant disposition you are going to have your day
    Sellin’ suicide and distorted life ‘n when it all hits the fan
    You run off ‘n hide your spineless self ‘n wash your blood-stained dirty hands
    Yeah, it’s off to your sin-bought mansion cryin’ “nobody understands”
    But, I’ll tell you what Mr. Superstar fool the rest of the world if you can
    ‘Cause I can see right thru your make-up and your snarlin’ 8 x 10s
    There’s a day of reckoning comin’ and when it gets here I’ll say “Amen!”
    Yes, your rewards foretold in the Lord’s own words why don’t you take a look sometime
    In the Good Book Luke Seventeen verse two ‘n it’s all just a matter of time
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:52 Lyrics Somebody's Child (The Atonal Dirge)

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    With tears in his eyes 
    He looked up at me
    In a doorway deserted
    In such a bitter agony
    Yes, ever cold was that night yet still
    Warmer than mankind
    I stood there in a sorrow
    That still weighs my mind
    Then turning in a glance
    With his tear in my eye
    Thru the smearing I could see
    Yet not understand why 
    For below me in my scan
    Of the neon-lit city
    There was lined and empty buildings ‘n I wondered
    Who more t’ pity
    Chorus:
    Somebody’s Child, nobody’s own (anybody’s own)
    So precious, so innocent, yet (once precious, once innocent)
    Left all alone
    No one to reach out in a world full of hands
    All tuck in their own pockets
    Will they ever understand
    One inner city youth
    With no recalls of a Dad
    No direction, no example
    Of a man, has he had
    A message blastin’ in his ear
    From a perverted warped mind
    Who’ll call himself ‘brother’ but
    Really all the time, he’s just another
    Kinda slave trader one even 
    Worse than the first
    Who’ll sell not only a body
    But a soul for his thirst
    Of power and money then by the six o’clock news
    He’s somewhere out of the picture of one more 
    Dead inner city youth
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:27 Lyrics One Big Body

    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Chorus:
    This World is ONE BIG BODY... try'na stay alive
    I need you, you need me... we work together to survive
    like the heart that pumps its life-givin' blood …
    like the one hand that washes the other
    This world is ONE BIG BODY... 'n we all need each other

    If your heart refused to do its job.. oh, what trouble you'd be in
    why, your members, they be hangin' around..
    with no means in which to begin
    'n that's the very reason.. that our world is in this mess..
    too many lazy hearts, ungiving.. all try'na
    feed their selfishness... but....

    If your brain said to your feet.. "Let's move, there's danger on the way"
    'n your feet said.. "no, I don't have t'... I'm gonna stay right here 'n play"
    well, we all know what'd come of you.. but, in the same breath, we can't see
    how our world is headed down the very same path...
    for its own stupidity... yes...
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:14 Lyrics Plea for Forgiveness

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    I was driving down the road, the other day
    Coming to a red light I stopped there to wait
    When I overheard through my window a man in a crowd
    Screamin’ “BLACK POWER” with such anger and hate
    Sitting there in my sadness my mind drifted back
    To the sixties ‘n how I marched and how I  truly believed in all that
    Yes, that men are equal and universal Brothers in one
    Like Jesus once taught us to forgive and to love
    But it seems like no matter how hard that we try
    t’ make up for wrongs we just can’t let ‘em die
    Innately we’re all trapped in our self serving greed
    For power and money so no one is free
    Yeah, its us against them and them against us
    There ain’t hardly no one in this world you can trust
    Except  for dear God so we put our belief
    in Him ‘n ignore his true road to peace
    Yeah, its white against black and poor against rich
    Muslims against Jews, Protestants and Cath’lics
    Yeah, everyone’s fightin’ too self-righteous to see
    That it ain’t good for nothing except more misery
    What a sad world it is and it just breaks my heart
    How mankind is so hell-bent on bein’ apart
    When the answers so simple ‘n in the words of Our Lord
    Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called
    The children of God
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:28 Lyrics Old Fashioned Girl

    Written by: MARK BRINE

    She's tender soft.. 'n sensitive.. with a barrette in her hair
    I see her still.. in her laced-white blouse.. complexion, pure 'n fair
    as she graces through her world.. so undefiled 'n precious...
    An Old Fashioned Girl...

    Chorus:
    o-o-o-Old Fashioned Girl … how could I ever be unkind?
    Show the slightest disrespect... or even let it cross my mind?
    for your sweet innocence deserves.. to be cherished in a world
    where it's so rare to come upon... an Old Fashioned Girl

    The perfect Lady... her words are clean... 'n around her, I watch mine
    'cause, tears come easy...'n they ain't put-on.. it's just she lives a different time
    of when a girl was held to be a girl... 'n a man behaved accordingly...
    around his Old Fashioned Girl
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:15 Lyrics Old Folkies at Home

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    The OLD FOLKIES AT HOME
    Callin’ up talk radio complainin’ on the phone
    Everybody gets their fifteen minutes to moan

    Yeah, the old folkies at home
    Sittin’ on a sofa all alone 
    Watchin’ the world news
    Where’d it all go wrong?
    Pointin’ the remote another station flicks on 
    For the old folkies at home
    Chorus:
    And, it’s women who love men who loved folk music
    Who’ve lived t’ see Hattie Carroll played out in reverse
    In the carnival courtrooms where justice puts
    Another (a different)  tragicomedy mask on
    For the old folkies at home
    The old folkies at home
    Livin’ in the aftermath of an 
    Age, that’s so unknowin’
    Of everything they worked for … and 
    Sang about in song, yes, the old folkies at home
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 09:25 Lyrics P.C. Blues (I Just Can't Civilize Myself Enough)

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    Po-lit-ically correct? no siree
    You’re lookin’ at Mr. Non-conformity ‘ cause I won’t
    No I could never civilize myself to be
    What I know ain’t me, I like t’ be free
    Think for myself not collectively so I don’t
    No, I could never civilize myself enough
    Like I could by inta what Mr. President says
    But I know it’s theatrics ‘n just messin’ with my head so I 
    Don’t ‘cause I just could never civilize myself t’ politicians
    ‘Cause they’re so full’a crap ‘n patronizin’ riff-raff that
    It don’t make no sense no how ‘ n I’m smarter than that
    So you see, I could never civilize myself’ t’that
    F’ instance I could agree that it’s alrite
    T’ take an infant’s live before it’s ripe but I don’t
    ‘‘Cause I just can’t see ‘n I doubt I ever will 
    No I’m sure its’ a fact y’ wouldn’t need t’ do that
    If it wasn’t alive in the first place n’ matter which end it’s 
    At so ya see I could never civilize myself t’ kill
    Chorus:
    No I just can’t  civilize myself t’ sell myself give up
    Myself t’ please someone who don’t even know how in 
    The world t’ think for themselves
    Hey I could believe we evolved from the apes
    Like the intellects say but the thought just escapes my mind
    No I could never civilize myself to just bananas!

    ‘Cause the make-up of man ‘n nature is so
    Precisely constructed why even a fool would know there’s a God
    No I could never seen no truth in what they hand us
    And E-col-ogy it’s important t’ me
    But I’m much more concerned with the pollution of young minds y’ see
    And it’s rampant yet no one gives a damn ‘bout that reality!
    No, they fend for the whales ‘n owls ‘n trees
    ‘N promote the annihilation of innocent humanity bass ackwards!
    With their Dr. Death self-righteous piety!
    ‘N they scream about guns ‘n how they all should be 
    Outlawed with no mention of res-pon-siblity but I never
    Seen a weapon go on t’ college ‘n get itself a degree
    ‘Cause it ain’t got no brain hey it’s only a tool
    Like a hammer or an axe the end result’s what you choose t’
    Do with it good ‘n evil that’s just a product of you ‘n me!
    No I just can’t civilize myself or tell myself convince myself 
    That someone else is somehow t’ blame for the things that I do 
    No I accept it myself
    Yup I could to like alotta folks do
    look out for number one ‘n worship money, too but I can’t
    ‘cause I could never civilize myself t’ do 
    what I know is all wrong, yeah I feel that strong ‘n that’s why
    I’m strugglin’ barely getting’ along but oh well still
    I could never civilize myself …
    Example, I could write songs that I know would sell
    ‘bout evil ‘n sinnin’ ‘n the road t’ hell but I don’t
    ‘cause, I could never civilize myself t’ tell
    (you) what I know ain’t true ‘n what’d only hurt you
    ‘n that’s why I hate ‘em ‘n suffer for what’s true, yeah I do
    Still I could never civilize myself …
    Yeah, the things that I write come straight from the heart
    I never been a yes-man ‘n I ain’t ‘bout t’ start f’’ no one
    No, I could never civilize myself t’lie
    for some financial gain I think it’s a shame
    the filth I hear turned out mis-using art as it’s name ain’t so!
    ‘n I could never prostitute myself f’ money!
    Chorus:
    No, I just can’t civilize myself, sell myself, give up myself
    t’ please the world who ain’t got a clue just where they’re
    headin’, no I preserve myself
    Civil rights, I full agree
    but there’s a handful ‘a people that take it to the extreme degree
    of absurdity, no I just can’t civilize myself t’ see
    Some ‘a them far-fetched claims why you’d just have’ta be insane
    like our judicial system not t’ see thru the games people play
    no, I just can’t civilize myself t’ greed
    Hey, no don’t get me wrong you know damn well who I mean
    them criminals ‘n lawyers with their blood-money schemes it’s
    disgusting! ‘n spit in the face of everything that’s right !
    Hey when you’re outside of the law, you don’t deserve any law!
    You forfeit it buddy shoulda thought’a that before so bear with it!
    ‘n accept the fruit’a your eviil way of life!

    ‘n all the private-interest groups, they just get on my nerves
    with all their squawkin’ ‘n complainin’ ‘bout what they deserve
    it’s a beach, I wish they’d all just go ‘n get themselves a life!
    ‘steada complicatin’ mine with their public displays
    of perverse promiscuity ‘n all that “We’re in your face!” get a grip
    ‘cause I’ll just never agree with what I know deep down ain’t right!
    Y’see it’s like “Lord of the Flies” children unsupervised
    as the good’s slowly pushed out the evil will rise don’t be fooled
    no, you should never civilize yourself enough
    t’ where ya can’t see what’s wrong or right anymore
    ‘cause the Man’s coming back mite even be at the door so be ready
    ‘n don’t you ever civilize yourself enough ‘n that’s why
    Chorus:
    I just can’t civilize myself, sell myself, give up myself
    t’ please the world who refuse t’ see where they’re headin’
    no, I just deal with myself
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:46 Lyrics Only Way Out'a Here Alive

    Written by: MARK BRINE


    Jesus is the ONLY WAY OUT’A HERE ALIVE
    In this war that’s ragin’
    (This battlefield’s a ragin’)
    Attacks on every side
    Land mines (pit falls) everywhere ya step
    Evil’s on the rise ‘n
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    Have ya looked around ya, lately
    At what’s coming down
    The mess this world is in
    Insanity abounds
    Satan’s on the loose
    Violence on the rise
    Are these the days of Tribulation
    That were prophesized?
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    If you’ll only follow Him ‘n stay rite by His side 
    (he’ll lead you to a new life)
    He’ll lead you to the clear beyond all this crazy strife
    (above this mass confusion, this never-ending strife) yes
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    Yeah, freedom’s disappearing
    One by one they’re takin’ away
    Everything ya once believed in
    Never thought you’d see the day
    Twistin’ and a turnin’ and a warpin’ everything
    From the Constitution t’ the Bill of Rights
    ‘til they just don’t mean a thing
    Mutilators, serial killers
    Makin’ millions on their crimes
    From movie rights t’ sellin’ art
    D’ya think we’ve lost our minds?!
    The laws protect the criminals while
    The crud’s boiled to the top
    ‘N no one’s doin’ nuthin’ ‘bout it
    D’ya think it’s gonna stop?
    The city’s are exploding’
    There’s an earthquake goin’ on
    Yet, everybody’s so absorbed ignorin’
    All the wrong
    But it’s never gonna go away
    Believe me day by day
    It’s only multiplyin’
    Ya, now’s the time t’ pray ‘cause
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:57 Lyrics Down Amity Street

    Written by: MARK BRINE

    The Raven swoops down.. 'n in through the sliver-like street
    You follow as it glides.. through the darkness...the narrow 'n bleak
    into the dismal haze that has settled, complete...
    like a fog.. thickly silent... running... Down Amity Street

    In the Attic, hunched over a desk.. like a madman, in chains that caress
    He writes in a flickering.. candle-lit-ness
    his shadow quivering on the wall's yellow-ness
    'n his thoughts... they wander away... Down Amity Street

    Chorus:
    Oh, if the world only knew.. the pain that you suffered through
    (2. That they put you through)
    the rejection 'n poverty (2.sadness) too
    the Artists, they always mis-use
    the Gifted, they forever abuse... Yes,

    Edgar... it's just too true
    ©2008 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

NOTES
"If I was a rich man I'd buy about 50,000 copies of Mark Brine's CD "American Bleak House" and not only send to all my friends for inspiration but to politicians, preachers, lawyers, scam artists, greed hounds, and every other rotten egg that tears my world apart. Forget comparisons to Dylan and Guthrie. This is pure Mark Brine, screaming, pleading, and bleeding from the heart, with a double shot of truth we all need to hear.. …
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  • 03:03 Lyrics Hello Love

    Written by: Aileen Mnich and Betty Jean Robinson

     

    Well look who's comin' through the door
    I think we've met somewhere before hello love hello love
    Where in the world have you been so long
    I've missed you so since you've been gone hello love hello love
    Make yourself feel right at home
    I hope you plan on staying long come in love come in love
    I must say I was sure surprised
    You're the last thing I expected by hello love hello love
    I've heard it said time and again you often go back where you've been
    I really didn't believe it was true but I left the door unlocked for you
    I'll try to please you in every way
    Assure you of a pleasant stay this time love this time love
    I've been so blue since you've been gone
    Now you're back with me and nothing's wrong hello love hello love

    I've heard it said
    And it's wonderful now you're back with me
    And things are like they used to be remember love remember love
    You're back with me now and my world's complete
    So don't mind me if I repeat hello love hello love hello love hello love

    © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

  • 03:51 Lyrics Sittin' on a Fence

    Written by: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger

     

    Since I was young I've been very hard to please
    And I don't know wrong from right
    But there is one thing I could never understand
    Some of the sick things that a girl does to a man, so

    I'm just sittin' on a fence
    You can say I got no sense
    Trying to make up my mind
    Really is too horrifying
    So I'm sittin on a fence

    All of my friends at school grew up and settled down
    And they mortgaged up their lives
    One things not said too much, but I think it's true
    They just get married 'cause there's nothing else to do, so

    I'm just sittin' on a fence
    You can say I got no sense
    Trying to make up my mind
    Really is too horrifying
    So I'm sittin on a fence

    I'm just sittin' on a fence
    You can say I got no sense
    Trying to make up my mind
    Really is too horrifying
    So I'm…

    © Abkco Music, Inc

  • 03:45 Lyrics Special Kinda Woman
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. It takes a special kind’a woman to love a ramblin’ man
    To know his wandering’ ways ‘n in spite of ‘em still understand
    To be sincere ‘n stick by ‘im when so few a woman ever can
    Ya, it takes a special kind’a woman to love a ramblin’ man
    Chorus:
    ‘n I believe that I’ve found it with you
    ‘n I just hope that we can see it thru
    ‘cause, I really do..da..do love (stop) ..da, do, da, do love you (resume)
    2. Ya, it takes a special kind’a love ‘n let me tell ya, that ain’t easy found
    ‘n I feel qualified in sayin’.. ‘cause I spent a lifetime lookin’ around
    (Repeat chorus)
    Bridge:
    Save your lovin’ for me baby
    I’ll be comin’ home, you’ll see
    ‘n when I come home, you’ll see ..
    3. It takes a special kind’a woman to love a ramblin’ man
    ‘n there ain’t nobody that can do it like my one ‘n only woman can
    So, come closer ‘n lead me in. Yeah, lead me with your lovin’ hand
    ‘cause it takes a special kind’a woman to love a ramblin’ man
    Chorus 2:
    ‘n I can feel that I’ve found it with you
    ‘n I just hope that you can feel it too
    ‘cause, I really do..da..do love (stop) ..da, do, da, do love you (resume)
     
    ©1999 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:37 Lyrics Your Bitter Heart
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Intro: If I could ease your bitter heart I would
    If I could ease your bitter heart
    1. Something that I did pulled you away
    ‘n God knows I regret it to this day
    But I .. still don’t know what I did
    Maybe someday, darlin’, you’ll forgive, but
    Chorus:
    If I could ease your bitter heart I’d try
    ‘n I would heal that hurtin’ part that you hide
    ‘n maybe love again could start inside
    If I could ease your bitter heart
    2. Bitterness can only bring you sorrow
    Growing in your heart with each tomorrow
    So why can’t we just put it to an end
    Yes, ‘n darlin’.. maybe love could start again oh
    (Repeat CHORUS, tagging)
     
    ©1984 Mark Brine/Streets of Gold Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:21 Lyrics You ain't Feelin' with a full Deck (alt. take)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. Got a feelin' in my heart
    that you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    the way you keep me hangin' on
    just what else do you expect. 
    You ain't been givin' all the way
    'n I can feel your cold neglect
    And it hurts t' say it darlin’
    but you ain't feelin' with a full deck. 
    Chorus:  You ain't feelin' with a full deck
    You ain't been doin' your good man right
    Ain't feelin' with a full deck
    when you deal your cards at night
    You been puttin' your doin' off
    Ain't been checkin' up on what you should check
    'n baby I just can't help but think ...
    you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    2. Every night it's just the same
    I lay 'n count the ceiling cracks
    while you are fast asleep 'n dreamin'
    it's hard to talk to someone's back
    'n it just don't seem to get no better
    more 'n more it’s takin' affect. 
    'n day t' day I'm more convinced
    that you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:45 Lyrics Baby, You Move Me (alt. take)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1. Lookin’ like a snake you wiggle in
    Baby, get so excited, I just don’t know where t’ begin
    You got that black dress on ‘n it’s so sleek
    ‘n you’re so slick ‘n ... baby, oouuu
    Hey, baby doll let’s stay right here ‘n get a word
    ‘n get this straight between me ‘n you .. ‘cause baby
    Chorus:
    You move me ...  Yeah, baby… 
    You move me
    ‘n I can feel it shake just like an earthquake above my feet
    ‘cause, Baby you move me
    2. Sizzlin’ hot property, baby that’s you
    I know my lady when I see her ‘n I do
    You got more going for you than most woman ever dream of
    Yes, whatever you are needin’ ..be sure I’ll do my best t’ see ya through
    ‘cause ... (chorus)

    3. What’s a man like me supposed t’ do
    As lucky as I am t’ have me a lady like you
    I just can’t help it, can’t control it, wanna hold it back but baby doll can’t do
    So let me express it to you, darling.. ‘cause I swear it’s gonna satisfy ya too
    Yeah, baby .. (Chorus)
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:52 Lyrics Last Thing I Want to Hear from You (alt. take)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    No, I don’t want to hear goodbye
    1. Darlin’ if there’s ever anything on your mind
    If you need my ear it’s (i’m) here anytime
    If something ain’t right I’ll listen all night
    ‘cause i never want to lose you by oversight
    Yes, the last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    Bridge:
    The last thing I want to hear are the words
    That would leave me without you wantin’ to die
    And the last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    Please don’t ever say goodbye
    2. As close as we are there are times we’ll get mad
    Over petty little things that could make us go bad
    But if they’re ever any deeper than the words we express
    I want you to know I’ll always give it my best ‘cause
    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    No, I don’t want to hear goodbye
    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye ... goodbye
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 02:43 Lyrics Love just Doesn't feel right anymore (alt. take)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    You’re a pretty woman, you’ve got everything it takes
    But after losin’ her I guess I’m leery of mistakes
    So I’m gonna hit the highway, now don’t you look for no excuse
    I’m leaving while the knot of love’s still loose
    Chorus:
    ‘cause love just doesn’t feel right, I can’t dive back in for more
    After almost drowning I’m still headin’ for the shore
    So if there’s any problem it’s with me and nothin’ more
    Than love just doesn’t feel right anymore
    ‘cause once ya touch a fire and it burns your fingertips
    It don’t make it easier to risk relationships
    And after what I’ve just been through, I guess I’m just as sore
    ‘cause love just doesn’t feel right anymore
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 03:34 Lyrics Backroads (Re-mix)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1.I wandered down the back roads last nite
    Deep into the sleeping hands of time
    Back to the home that we once knew
    and I saw a fleeting glimpse (there) of you
    in your school uniform with your long blonde hair
    ‘n that tie you used to wear
    And we were pals once again
    In those few short moments lost in space
    And I remember feeling just so overwhelmed
    At simply seein' your little face
    And I ran my hand across your head (for good luck)
    Like I always used t' do way back then
    As you showed me your drawing of a truck
    And in that moment, the dream came to an end
    Chorus: 
    Back roads - back roads
    Down the back roads of (2.in) time
    Back roads - back roads
    Down the back roads of my (2.your) mind
    2. It’s sad how the paths of life just stray
    Fathers and sons how they go their separate ways
    Yes, I realize it’s all the Master's plan
    He molds you in His hands - you've become a full grown man
    But, I only hope that one day in your travels
    No matter where the road may go 'n how the tale unravels
    Yes, somewhere when you stop to look behind
    You'll know I'll always be there
    down the back roads of your mind
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI) 
  • 03:54 Lyrics Fortunes (Alt. take)

    Written by: OLA BELLE REED


     There are FORTUNES in a life time
     All our money cannot buy
     Like the tiny little snowflake
     Slowly floating down from the sky
     There are wonders never ceasing
     Created by our Master's hand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land

     Chorus:


     Oh the rich man with all of his money
     All of his silver and all of his gold
     He can’t buy one breath of life
     Or a home for his weary (eternal) soul
     For that is bought and it is paid for (already)
     By the blood of the blessed Lamb
     Yes the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land

     

    There are fortunes in a teardrop
     There are fortunes in a smile
     In the face of a weary pilgrim
     Or the face of a little child
     There are fortunes right in your Bible
     If you'll read it well then you'll understand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God’s promised land
    © Midstream Music (BMI)

     

  • 02:53 Lyrics I Wanna Duet with You (re-mix)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1.With all the many songs that this world has to sing
    With all the songs that i have sung alone
    I don’t want my voice to be the echo of itself, no
    Harmony’s a voice that’s found a home and
    Chorus:
    I wanna duet with you, I really do
    Sing your song with mine anytime, anytime
    Whenever you are wantin’ ..be sure i’m wanting too
    ‘cause I wanna duet with you

    2. I look into your eyes and darlin’ I can see
    That life’s a lonely song you’ve sung alone
    Come here close to me and bring your melody
    We’ll make a song that we can call our own, yes..
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:01 Lyrics Sweet Harmony

     

    Written by:  Johnny Irwin


    An old man stops his taxi.. somewhere near the Bowery
    then he stacks a lady's groceries.. on the backseat for a tip
    and as they wind around the clovers (corners).. she is staring at his picture
    and then he hears his whole life.. on her lips

    "Say, you once were big on T.V. .. your singing style was Country
    you were married to Sweet Harmony.. is she still living too?"
    Then she tears off some brown bag.. and she hands it up for signing..
    Sweet Harmony... I signed for me and you...

    Chorus 1:
    Sweet Harmony.. couldn't live with me... and watch me die a falling star
    She landed on El Paso sands.. She married some big business man..
    Sweet Harmony and me.. we fell apart

    I went down... in the Bowery.. just like a match dropped in whiskey
    'til the price of my performance.. couldn't settle at the bar
    then, I made one more record.. but, I heard the age and the whiskey
    and the sounds that were missing.. broke my heart

    Chorus 2:
    Sweet Harmony.. How you shined with me...
    Through flames of fame and golden youth
    and now I drive a Bowery cab.. and when I sign an autograph...

    Sweet Harmony... I cry for me and you
    ©2006 Miss Rebecca Music

     

  • 02:35 Lyrics Blue Yodel #1 (T for Texas)

    Written by: Jimmie Rodgers

     

    T for Texas, T for Tennessee
    T for Thelma
    That gal made a wreck out of me.

    O-de-lay-ee-a-lay-ee-o-ly-ee

    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    'Cause I can get more women
    Than a passenger train can haul.

    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall, Lawd, Lawd
    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall
    I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma
    Just to see her jump and fall.

    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna shoot that rounder
    That stole my gal.

    Rather drink muddy water
    Sleep in a hollow log
    Rather drink muddy water
    And sleep in a hollow log
    Than to be in Atlanta
    Treated like a dirty dog.

  • 03:12 Lyrics (The Long, Lost Art Of) Common Sense
    Written by: Mark Brine

    Chorus:
    The long lost art of common sense
    ‘s been sold down the river at the world’s (2. Public’s/3.People’s) expense
    Wisdom’s on vacation   she’s sittin’ on a fence … with…
    (2.‘n now, we’re all eatin’ popcorn.. ‘n sittin’ on a fence.. watchin’..)
    (3.Yeah, logic’s in love.. ‘n she’s sittin’ on a fence… with…)
    The long, lost art of Common Sense…
    (Tag: Yes, the fog’s getting’ thicker..’n it’s gettin’ kinda dense.. All ‘cause of…)
    Yeah, you see it in the college..  especially those who teach
    The nutty professor intellect..  who thinks his job is just to preach
    Or the Hollywood movie stars.. who claim they know what’s right
    ’n how to run the world.. when they can’t even run their lives.. it’s..
    Yeah, you hear it on the news
    ‘n from people that you meet
    Even in some churches..  on the first day of the week
    ‘n it make ya kinda wonder where on earth it’s gonna end
    ‘n what tragedy it’s gonna take t’ get some sanity back again…it’s..
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 02:31 Lyrics The Rambler's Call
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1. When i get t’ feelin’ like this I gotta find me a new road
    When i get t’ feelin’ this low i get the urge t’ wanna go
    When i get t’ feelin’ to be where i ain’t ever been before
    When I hear the rambler’s call i gotta go
    2. On a lonesome railroad track somewhere in the darkness of the night
    The moon is shining on the image of a rambler in his flight
    His map is the horizon and without explainin’ you just know
    He heard the rambler’s call and had t’ go
    3. When I hear the rambler’s call there ain’t no use in holdin’ on
    Woman it’s the road and i can’t say now for how long
    And if someone asks about us wonderin’ why ‘n what went wrong
    Just say he heard the call ‘n he was gone
    4. ‘cause when i get t’ feelin’ like this I gotta find me a new road
    When i get t’ feelin’ this low i get the urge t’ wanna go
    When i get t’ feelin’ to be where i ain’t ever been before
    When I hear the rambler’s call i gotta go
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 03:05 Lyrics Hands on You
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. When i get my hands on you.. oh, what a time we’ll have
    I’ve been missin’ you so much and i gotta get with you so bad
    I’m’a gonna lay some lovin’s on you ... ‘n you know what I’m talking about
    And baby when you think i’m done i just begun ‘cause we are gonna wear it out
    Chorus:
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can feel your tenderness and your soft caress
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can picture the things we’ll do ‘n ooouu what we’ll do
    When I get my hands on you

    2. When I get my arms around you, baby you ain’t getting no rest
    I’ve been so itchin’ for your huggin’ n kissin’ ‘n i ain’t gonna settle for less
    Yeah, you’ll just have t’ settle on in ‘cause it’s going take some time
    For me to attend to what i’m needin’ to tend to.. to get this missin’ you off my mind.
    Chorus 2:
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can feel your tender touch i’ve missed so much
    Ooooooouuuu ... I’m just dyin’ to do to you what  i’m fixin’ to do
    when i get my hands on you
     
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:22 Lyrics Little Buddy

    Written by: Hank Snow

     

    Broken hearted and so sad, golden curls all wet with tears,
    'twas a picture of sorrow to see.
    Kneeling close to the side of his pal and only pride,
    A little lad these words he told me.

    He was such a lovely doggie and to me he was such fun,
    but today as we played by the way
    A drunken man got mad at him because he barked in joy,
    He beat him and he's dying here today.

    Will you call the doctor please and tell him if he comes right now,
    he'll save my precious doggie 'cause I'll pray.
    Then he stroked the fluffy head but his little pal was dead,
    Just a shiver and he slowly passed away.

    4th and 5th verse are spoken

    He didn't know his dog had died, so I told him as he cried
    "Come with me son we'll get that doctor right away"
    "But I can't leave him here alone, I must get my doggie home
    So while you're gone I'll kneel beside him, sir and I'll pray."

    But when I returned he had his little pal upon his knee
    And the teardrops they were blinding his big blue eyes,
    "You're too late, sir my doggie's dead and no help can save him now
    But I'll meet my precious Buddy up in the sky."

    By a tiny narrow grave, where the willows sadly wave,
    are these words on a shingle of pine:
    "Little Buddy rest in peace, God will watch you thru' the years,
    'Cause I told Him in my prayers that you were mine."

  • 03:14 Lyrics I Got It Made
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. I know I’ve lots ‘a reasons.. t’ hang my head ‘n moan
    But i ain’t gonna be sorrow’s slave
    I’m gonna keep my chin up, smile..  ‘n laugh my troubles away
    ‘cause fact is I got it made
    2. Sure, the whole world’s crazy you don’t need t’ tell me that
    I see it from my windows every day
    But at least i got my eyes t’ look upon it ‘n you could say
    Just one ‘a them reasons I got it made… Yeah…
    Chorus:
    I got it made ... i got it made in the shade
    I’m a lazy good-f’-nuthin’ .. but at least my bills get paid
    ‘n i ain’t never gonna be no millionaire but i don’t care
    ‘cause in spite of everything i got it made.
    3. I’ll admit that bad luck follows me like a map was on my back
    But at least i got these legs t’ get around
    ‘n someday when i learn t’ run, i’m gonna leave it in the dust
    ‘n look out then, ‘cause people,  i’m freedom bound…Yeah..
    4. But even if i never do I’m gonna thank the Lord above
    Ev’ry single day for what He gave
    ‘cause even tho i ain’t got much..  I got myself ‘n that’s enough
    as long as I do i got it made
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:59 Lyrics Gonna Lose Your Man
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Chorus:
    You’re gonna lose your man don’t you understand
    You been puttin’ me down time ‘n time again
    Put up with all I can just what’s you think i am
    Yeah, don’t you understand you’re gonna lose gonna
    (2. Can’t you get it through your head..)
    You’re gonna lose your man
    1. Every night you’re gone you know this can’’t go on
    You’ve been tryin’ my patience but it won’t be long
    I’m gonna be long gone, yeah just as far as i can
    Yeah, can’t you comprehend you’re gonna lose, gonna lose your man

    2. Yeah, Some ole rat’s been sneakin’ ‘round my can
    You know your cheese ain’t foolin’ this here connoisseur man
    I know what’s secondhand, do you read me ma’am
    Yeah, am i comin’ thru, do you under ... under... understand?
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:49 Lyrics He Wrote Our Names (Upon His Hands)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    He wrote our names upon His hands
    As He promised us so long ago
    That he would never ever forget us
    Wherever that He may go
    Indelibly, He had them placed there
    Like initials carved in a tree
    As a sign of love, ever-endearing
    Before we even ever came to be
    Yes, He knew each one of us
    Before the dawning of time
    That’s what He wrote in His word
    And in an act of total self denial
    He gave Himself that we might be assured
    Chorus:
    In a promise of old as the words they were told
    That He’d never forget or leave us out in the cold no-
    He wrote our names upon His hands
    Embedded right deep in His flesh
    With a show of love completely unequalled
    Not to mention it’s selflessness
    Yes, to right the wrong of one man’s crime
    That all thru Him might not fail
    Yes, He wrote our names upon His hands
    With a pair of rusty ole nails
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

Old Timey Tunes, Vol. 2

by Mark Brine

Released 2016
KJK
Released 2016
KJK
  • 04:56 Lyrics You're an Old Timey Tune

    Written by: George Mooney (aka Will Travis)


    1.  She had all the qualities my Daddy said to look for
        before I got married
        a sweet disposition.. a practical mind....
        were some of the traits that she carried
        She never got bothered... by things that would bother
        an average soul...
        And she said she looked forward to growing old...
        and I would always smile at her... 'n say...

     

    CHORUS
        You're an Old Timey Tune... you're a picnic in June
        and a ride on the Merry-Go-Round
        You're the Penny arcade... you're a pink lemonade
        and a Summer night under the moon

     

    2. Well, we courted much longer than people our age...
        but, we had our reasons...
        like knowing each other...'n knowing ourselves
        'cause people can change like the Seasons
        We said all the vows when we married... 'n we understood them
        (yes, we did)
        'n after we both said "I do".. I kissed her 'n said...

     

    3.  Well, now we have children.. that do as we tell them..
        'cause, we do the same things...
        we raise them right... so, they won't do wrong..
        we let them learn by our example
        we pass along all the things that will help them..
        when they're men 'n women...
        'n then when they meet the right ones.. they'll
        probably say... 

     

    ©2000 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 01:51 Lyrics Hot Dang!

    HOT DANG
    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. I got a promise she told me t’day
    Tonite’s the night  ... what can I say but
    Hot Dang!!! ... Yeah, Hot Dang!!!
    Yeah, the way she said, I’ll just never forget it ... ‘n out it sprang
    Hot Dang!!!
    2. Yeah, she give me the word ‘n when I heard
    I was clickin’ my heels ‘n went up like a bird
    Hot Dang ... that sweet thang
    She said, “I Love you gonna prove it, too” ‘n the birdies sang
    Hot Dang

    Chorus
    Hot Dang it’s ‘a gonna be great ... Man alive I can hardly wait
    Like a schoolboy dreamin’ I was hopin’ ‘n prayin’ ‘n then bang!! Hot dang!!!

    3. Been walkin’ around with m’ head in the clouds
    Ain’t said nuthin’ but m’ mind’s screamin’ out loud ...
    Hot Dang ... Yeah, Hot Dang
    Yeah, the way she (etc.)

    ©1985 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:19 Lyrics Love (In the Purest Form)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. There’s a boy ‘n girl sittin’ on a swing
    He reaches out ‘n touches her hand
    An awkward attempt with the fear of rejection
    It’s a scene we can all understand

    Chorus:
    It’s love in the purest form
    As touchin’ as a babe bein’ born
    (2. As touchin’ as when their babes’ll be born)
    (3. As glorious as the moment re-born)
    Another soul seekin’ refuge ‘n relief from the storm
    And love in the purest form

    2. The organ plays ... She comes down the aisle
    All his world he can see in her eyes
    With the ring on her hand they become woman ‘n man
    Vowing to devote their whole lives

    (repeat chorus, making lyric changes)

    3. An old man so feebly tries to get dressed
    In his suit ‘n his tie
    She straightens his collar ... brushes off some lint
    What’ll she do without him by her side
    (repeat chorus, making changes)
    ©1984 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 02:44 Lyrics The Honky Tonk's Rippin'

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    Everybody’s dancin’ ‘n boogyin’ on down
    Swingin’ their partners around
    It’s Friday night ... Got the pay-day blues
    Been waitin’ all week just’a move my shoes

    Chorus:
    The Honky Tonk’s rippin’
    Perspirations just drippin’
    Right off my (2.& 3. their) face ... What a wild ‘n crazy place
    Yeah, the Honky Tonk’s rippin’

    Big gal Minnie’s got her new pumps on
    Smackin’ her lips chewin’ bubble gum
    Kate’s shakin’ her arms like some preacher carryin’ on..’n..
    Tomorrow mornin‘ she’s  gonna wake up numb but

    Little Johnny Mean’s got his hot machine
    Blockin’ the doorway ‘n he’s makin’ the scene
    With little Miss Laura ‘n it ain’t no use
    ‘cause when they get rockin’ they really get loose, yeah…

    ©1984 /Mark Brine/ Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • Lyrics Elaine

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    Elaine ... Ooouu...Elaine
    Remember all the fun we’d have when we would walk around in the rain
    Elaine ... Oooouu...Elaine
    We was kinda crazy, kinda young, and now it’s gone and it’s a shame
    Elaine... Do you look back sometimes, Elaine

    Elaine ......
    Nights out on the porch we’d sit and try’n solve each other’s growin’ pains
    Elaine... I think I get them still, Elaine
    Remember babysittin’, getting’ caught and ooouu I really felt ashamed
    Elaine, but they went through it too, Elaine

    Chorus:
    I guess it was never meant to be you and me, Elaine
    But, who coulda convinced us then...Elaine ... Oooouu...Elaine

    Elaine ... Oooouu...Elaine
    July 4th on the Common, firecrackers, runnin’ through the crowd,
    I call your name, Elaine, can you still hear it now, Elaine
    Meeting down the avenue, the ice cream shop and days to never come again
    Elaine... It’s never gonna come again
    Elaine ... Oooouu...Elaine
    Elaine... It’s never gonna come again
    Elaine ... Oooouu...Elaine
    ©1978 Chip ‘n Dale Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:45 Lyrics My Folks Were Like Ma & Pa Kettle

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    My folks were like MA & PA Kettle
    That’s just how my childhood appears
    Now that I’ve grown up ‘n wandered away.. y’ know,
    It’s really been quite a few years

    When I’d  run in slammin’ the screen door
    “Hey MA what’s for supper tonite?”
    And like a sensitive mom she would listen to me
    Play my guitar , well I was tryin’, not quite

    But they always had some understanding
    Of what I was doin’ ‘n why
    And when I think of the craziest things that I’d did
    I’d feel awful just known’ they’d cried

    Chorus:
    ‘Cause my folks were like MA & PA Kettle
    Strugglin’ day after day
    And with all of us kids, they done the best that they could
    Provin’ where there’s a will there’s a way
    And at times it was hard but the storms always settled
    ‘Cause my folks were like MA & PA Kettle
    Yeah, my folks were like MA & PA Kettle

    And, the children well they’re mostly all grown
    There’s a few at the old house back there
    But bein’ the oldest, it’s memories for me
    Of a time that we no more can share

    But in the back of my mind, there’s a screen door
    And now and then, I can still hear it slam
    And I’m back home again with MA & PA Kettle
    And I’m happy for the times that I am

    ©1980 Chip ‘n Dale Music (ASCAP)

  • 02:02 Lyrics Baby, You Make It Feel Alright

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. When the world gets to me
    And there’s no place left to run
    When I’m desperate and hopeless
    And I really need someone ... Baby ...

    Chorus:
    You make it feel alright
    Yeah, baby, you make it feel alright

    2. When trouble’s at the door
    And I can’t handle anymore
    The things that make me wonder
    What-on-earth I’m livin’ for... Baby... (chorus)

    Bridge:
    That’s the world... it spins no matter what
    Without concern for anybody’s
    And’s or if’s or but’s... But baby... (chorus)

    3. Yeah, that’s the way it goes... Life ain’t
    Ever gonna change
    But as long as you’re here with me
    I’ve got shelter from the rain... And baby...
    ©1988 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:33 Lyrics I Remember Ruby

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    Ruby used to cook and sew
    And wash the family clothes
    And Momma didn’t like her very much
    As far as color goes
    But Ruby never seemed to care too much
    At least it never showed
    ‘Cause, Ruby loved us children
    Like as if we’d been her own

    She used to smile and hold me close
    And call me honey-child
    She’d rock me in her arms asleep
    And hum a little while
    ‘Cause momma had too much to do
    With socials and ‘noon bridge
    And didn’t have the time to give
    The love that Ruby did

    I remember Ruby like my mother should’ve been
    Findin’ time when there weren’t none
    Between the chores she’d tend
    Chasin’ us all around the room and
    The funny things she’d say
    I remember Ruby in a special precious way
    (2.I remember Ruby.. like my mother’d never  been)

    Daddy sent a telegram
    It reached me late today
    Momma’d passed away last night
    Her heart just gave away
    But back when Ruby did last spring
    It hurt me worse back then
    In my mind Ruby was the mom
    My mother’d never been
    ©1974 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 02:51 Lyrics How Come We Can't Live Together?
    Written by: Mark Brine
     Ever since we've been apart, we've been the best of friends
     When one of us needs anything, the other one wants to lend
     And when I'm down now you seem to care more than when I was home
     But when we lived together, we had to go it all alone
     How come we can't live together under the same roof
     The way we get along so good now you'd think that it be proof
     But no we're always picking at each other, disagreeing all the time
     How come we can't live together and try and get along this fine
     My personal kept secrets even now I still tell you
     'Cause I know deep down I trust you more than anyone I ever knew
     Its like no matter where we are in this entire universe
     Our minds are so in tune but in the flesh it just won't work
     So why don't you tell me …
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:50 Lyrics Back with My Wife

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    I carried my belongings as she sent me in the night
    But I’d forgot so many things I’d left back with my wife
    The memories and moments half asleep but still alive
    And those were all the real things that I needed to survive.

    But it seems like when you share a love you don’t appreciate
    The good things that you have together ‘till it’s far too late
    Now, we’re a million miles apart we live a separate life
    And it really hurts to reminisce the days back with my wife

    Chorus:
    I remember memories in boxes stored away
    That I’d forgotten then back with my wife
    Lord, if I could go home, I’d re-open them today…Yeah..
    I wish that I could be back with my wife

    Now that I have freedom, I’m imprisoned in the past
    We were once so happy it’s a shame it didn’t last
    And I know just where it’s buried if she’d only help me look
    It’s underneath the dust and the for-granted that we took

    ©1982 Streets of Gold (ASCAP)

  • 02:45 Lyrics Singin' a Different Song

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    One day you’re gonna reach for me
    And I’m gonna be gone
    You’re gonna wake up too late ‘n see
    How you treated me wrong
    You’re gonna wish someday you held on
    And you’re gonna be singin’ a different song

    Chorus:
    You’re gonna be singin’ a different song one of these days
    You’re gonna be listenin’ for me ..but I’ll be gone away
    And you’re gonna be singin’ a different song

    You’re gonna be singin’ the blues all alone
    It wasn’t written for harmony
    Rememberin’ the times and the things we’d do
    And the days we were happy
    And you’re gonna be regrettin’ that you didn’t hold on
    And you’re gonna be singin’ a different song

    ©1988 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:13 Lyrics If I Die (I'll Never Speak to You Again)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    I know I prob’ly sometimes cross your mind

    But you’re re- married now and no longer mine

    And your new life it’s got you chained and

    though you’d like to say it, too, ya can’t say ‘I still love you”...

    But I will ‘cause I do

    Chorus:

    ‘Cause if I die, I’ll never have the chance.. to say

    What’s really on my mind

    And I’d want it that you knew .. you were my

    Best love of all-time

    But don’t feel you owe me words (things) you said back then

    ...It’s just that if I die I’ll never speak to you again

    Yes, I’ve been lonely ... You’re still on my mind

    No, there’s no one new... I ain’t really tried to find

    No, my new life it got me chained and though I’d like to

    Love anew... Can’t say I really do

    But I will say... ‘I love you’...

  • 02:25 Lyrics Dreams ('nother One of Them Dreams)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     You and me, we were so happy
     Like a melody in perfect harmony
     Now all that's left are dreams
     Of the things that used to be
     Chrous:
     Dreams, 'nother one of them dreams
     Happens ever time the thought of you crosses my mind
     'Nother one of them dreams
     You'd think by now they fade
     Just like the love we made
     But no, another one of them dreams
     Why, tell me why can't I let the past go by
     Instead of holding on to what we had
     Before you said goodbye but every time I try
     It's the same ole - ole reasons why each time I try
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:53 Lyrics Mr. Marty
    Written by: Mark Brine

     I was sitting in the barroom sipping on a beer
     When I noticed by the window, this old man sitting there
     He kept on staring at the street each time a truck went by
     He looked like he just lost a friend, so I thought that I'd oblige
     So I sat right down there with him and I introduced myself
     He said, "I'm Mr. Marty," I asked if I could help
     He told a summed up story of how he'd retired from the road
     'Cause once a trucker gets too old they gotta let him go
     Look son, ain't she beautiful, a diesel coasted by
     If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
     Well me, I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
     Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling bad
     'Cause you see a man has got to do the things
     That drive him to go on and old age shows no mercy
     If the lovin'-it's that strong
     It tempts you to your grave if times deserted you behind
     The same way that the passin' trucks haunt Mr. Marty's mind
     Look son ain't she beautiful another truck went by
     If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
     Well me I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
     Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling sad
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:27 Lyrics It's Warm (Inside of Your Love)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. Take me in from this cold outside-ness
    I’m a man I’ve no woman to hold
    Take me in to your arms and your softness
    From this bitterness grippin’ my soul

    Chorus:
    It’s warm inside of your love
    It’s warm ... I’m desperate need of
    Let me share your fire... Feel it’s heat from above
    It’s warm inside of your love

    Changing Bridge (here only)
    I’m so cold.. You’re so warm
    Take me in from this storm
    It’s warm inside of your love

    2. Bring your touch to this hard shell around me
    Break it down let the feelings escape
    Hold me close that I might be imprisoned
    Like a babe in your warm, snug embrace
    ©1984 Streets of Gold (ASCAP)

  • 02:24 Lyrics Deja Vu (It's You)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. We never met before tonite
    And now I’m lyin’ in her embrace
    And I know that I’ve been here before
    Another time... Another place
    ‘Cause when I close my eyes
    No matter who I’m ever with
    The past comes back, and I’m with you
    And our love makin’s all re-lived

    Chorus:
    Deja Vu... It’s you
    No matter who I’m holdin’ tight
    They become you, and a moment from a faded night
    And Deja Vu, they’re you
    And once again, I feel alright
    ‘Cause, Deja Vu... It’s you

    2. You were every woman I ever loved
    Or ever would for my whole life
    And if the truth was ever known
    I’d trade them all to be with you tonite
    ‘Cause what’s before me though it’s real
    It just doesn’t change my loneliness
    So, I just fantasize the situation
    And simply try to make the best …yeah…
    ©1984 Streets of Gold (ASCAP)

  • 02:26 Lyrics When You Stop Carin' (If I Live or Die)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. When you stop carin’ if I live or die... Then I will, too
    ‘Cause you’re the every meaning in my life and things I do
    Without you there would be no horizons to pursue
    When I’m completely lost... You’re the one I’m lookin’ to

    Chorus:
    When you stop carin’ if I live or die... Then I will, too
    In this sea of life and drowning souls, you’re the rock I’m clinging to
    When you stop carin’ if I live or die... Then I will, too

    2. When you no longer see my eyes... A port in any storm
    If there ever comes a doubt inside... And you don’t feel that you belong
    Then, I’ll say it now and forever hold my peace, for it always will be true
    When you stop carin’ if I live or die... Then, honey, I will, too
    ©1984 Streets of Gold (ASCAP)

     

  • 03:02 Lyrics The Last Days of Love

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    Every empire has its downfall
    And a warning it didn’t hear
    I never thought I’d lose her
    Even right up ‘til... The last days of love
    ...The last days of love

    I was like a king in a palace
    But I never looked out to see
    The discontent all around me
    That was leading to... The last days of love

    Then the walls came tumblin’ down
    Like crashing thunder from above
    Yeah, that’s the way it was... The last days of love

    I took in all the pleasures
    From the fruits of love she’d bear
    While I left her waiting hungry
    She was starvin’ there... Until the last days of love
    When she’d taken that enough
    ©1989 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:49 Lyrics A Life Alone (With Someone)

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    I don’t know where I fit in here anymore
    I no longer feel at home
    The things that once attracted me
    I’m sorry but they’re gone
    The dreams and wishes we shared... Have all but
    Slipped away
    All that used to mean so much...
    Don’t mean a thing today

    Chorus:
    A life alone with someone that keeps pushin’ me aside
    Will never satisfy this heart inside
    I’d have to be a fool when life’s short...
    Before you know it, it’s all done
    To waste a life alone with someone
    No, I don’t want a life alone with someone

    I wake up in our bed each morning
    And you got your back turned to my face
    And it reminds me of the way you treat me
    Even when you’re wide awake
    And I can’t help thinkin’ the more time flies
    The more we’ve grown to be
    The most well-acquainted strangers...
    And I think that you’d agree

    Chorus:
    A life alone with someone that keeps pushin’ you aside
    Will never satisfy your heart inside
    You’d have to be a fool when life’s short...
    Before you know it, it’s all done
    To waste a life alone with someone
    No, you don’t want a life alone with someone
    And, i don’t want a life alone with someone
    Who needs a life alone with someone
    A life alone with someone
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 02:54 Lyrics Blood on the Cross

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    I dreamed that I woke up on Calvary
    It was misty like in a mornin’ dew’s frost
    I walked up close and saw Jesus
    Sheddin’ his blood on the Cross

    I stood there below him and I looked up
    And I realized what our sinnin’ had cost
    And I trembled from the voice of my conscience
    And from all of the Blood on the Cross

    Chorus:
    Blood on the Cross... What the whole world lost
    And gained by his Blood on the Cross

    Then his dyin’ eyes looked down upon me
    And for a moment I felt so alone
    But then a feeling of warmth overcame me
    Of a love that I never had known

    And as I reached up to help him his eyes closed
    And my dream and the vision was lost
    I woke up with tears in my eyes
    Still feeling his Blood on the Cross
    ©1984 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:00 Lyrics Here's to the Artist

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. Here’s to the artist whose work is unknown
    Who sees into something but he sees it alone
    And he wakes up discouraged to a world that’s still blind
    To his concepts and ideas ahead of their time

    2. Here’s to the battle and the field where he dies
    A thousand times over yet somehow survives
    Only to stand up to fall down again
    May he like his heroes before him transcend

    Chorus:
    Here’s to the artist who dedicates all
    Whose ears are compulsively hearing a call
    May his efforts be noticed before he is gone
    Here’s to the artist and the hard road he’s on

    3. And let’s raise our voices for the presently blind
    Who shift like the wind and are socially mind
    For tonite they are sleeping, tomorrow they’ll wake
    And claim the same artist last night they’d forsake
    ©1985 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:13 Lyrics The Angels of the Earth

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    Look down on the little ones... their tender, sinless eyes
    Clear like heaven’s beauty with nothing to disguise
    Theirs is but the kingdom and I’ll bet God’s greatest worth
    Is place on these few precious... Angels of the Earth

    Chorus:
    Children are the Angels of the Earth
    With innocence as pure as fragrant myrrh 
    Children are the angels of the earth
    Yes, children are the angels of the earth

    They’re your chance to live again... your youth that’s slipped away
    And you can share it with them ‘cause they’re livin’ it today
    Yet, some of us are so wrapped up... we never stop to see
    The angels of the earth are lookin’ .. up at you and me
    ©1982 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

Vinny & Ant Ethel: Songs from Mrs. Alexander's Farm

by Mark Brine

Released 2016
Kjk Recordings
Released 2016
Kjk Recordings
A CHILDREN'S CD collection. Also available in paperback book "VINNY & ANT ETHEL- STORIES from Mrs. Alexander's Farm" (Available through Amazon.com and all major booksellers.)
  • 00:41 Lyrics Vinny & Ant Ethel Introduction Dialogue 1

    No "Dialogs" included here-in! 

  • 02:16 Lyrics If Ants Could Talk!!!

    Written by: Mark Brine

     Chorus:
     IF ANTS COULD TALK
     This is what they’d say
     Look out, look out, look out!!!
     They’d run around screamin’
     At the top of their lungs
     Look out, look out, look out!!!
     Last night I dreamt I was interviewin’
     This ant on a TV talk show
     It was so sad to watch him tell this awful sad story
     Of an incident not long ago
     It seems he had fathered over 3000 children
     Had a wife and an anthill home too
     Then he showed me a picture from an ant newspaper clippin’
     Of them all stuck on the bottom of a shoe
     Now I know this all might seem very petty
     But it ain’t so ridiculous ya know
     Just think if there was giants
     ‘N they were squishin’ us all up
     Why you’d be scared every place thatcha go
     You’d be waitin’ any minute to hear (squishing sound)
     It’s all over as flat as a pancake ‘n you’d be stepped on
     No, then you’d be grateful for me
    ‘N for whatever made me sing the words to this didactic ('di-did-I-cit' -intentionally mispronounced!) song
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:26 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 2
  • 02:33 Lyrics There's a Goose in Mrs. Alexander's Kitchen
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Chorus:
    THERE’S A GOOSE IN MRS. ALEXANDER’S KITCHEN
    There’s a goose as big as any goose can be
    And it’s fluddering ‘round and knockin’ down the dishes (trimmings)
    And Mrs. A is in the utmost misery
    Yeow (airplane sound)
    There goes the window shades
    Ka-boom … there goes the chair
    Mrs. A has got her broom out ‘n she’s chasin’ it here ‘n there
    Ca-runch … there goes the china
    Ching-a-ling … the silverware
    What a mess that goose is makin’ everywhere
    Watch out for that big glass bowl!!!
    Forget it she can’t hear
    Mrs. A is on her knees now ‘n she’s pullin’ out her hair
    Ca-rash … right through the cupboard glass
    ‘N all the plants hung with such care
    It looks just like a pillow fight, there’s pieces everywhere 'cause
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:38 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 3
  • 03:19 Lyrics The Tale of the Troll 'n Me
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Of my many travels, there’s one I ain’t surpassed
     While crossin’ a deserted bridge I never quite got passed
     Hearing sounds beneath me, I glanced down through a hole
     And to my amazement there slept an ugly troll
     Now people speak of fables mytholic fantasies
     But I can’t help believing in everything I see
     So fighting my adrenaline, I chanced to wake his sleep
     In hopes that he’d be friendly a worthwhile soul to meet
     And upon awakening I noticed very clear
     Rolling off onto his beard a single saddenin’ tear
     It seems that he’d been taken, no one had ever dared
     Others they just ran on by, they couldn’t control their fear
     And as we sat there talking, the hours just slipped on by
     All the while I kept thinking how glad I was I’d tried
     Cause all so many times in life, in fear we run away
     and leave behind what we’d ‘ve gained If only we had stayed
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:46 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 4
  • 02:14 Lyrics Fred, The Yodelin' Pig
    Written by:  Mark Brine

     Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him when he’s in his pen
     Hear him time ‘n time again
     Fred.. the yodeling pig
     Fred left the barnyard one day
     He felt he had to get away
     He traveled to the city
     All dirtied up ‘n gritty
     And he yodeled every step of the way
     ‘Cause Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him in the city
     All dirtied up ‘n gritty
     Fred the yodeling pig
     While Fred was in the city that day
     He met a big producer from LA
     He said, "Fred, I’ll make you a star
     You’ll be famous near ‘n far
     And you can yodel for your livin’ each day" so
     Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him on the silver screen
     Or drivin’ in his limousine
     Fred the yodelin' pig
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:21 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 5
  • 02:00 Lyrics Don't Ever Pinch a Seagull
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

    We went to the beach one sunny day
    Down by the ocean in a beautiful bay
    There was big brite umbrellas all colors f’sure
    All across the sand-rite down to the shore
    'N everywhere ya looked there was these big birds
    Lookin’ for food ‘n there wasn’t no denyin’
    I learned a hard lesson that I’ll pass on to you
    ‘N I hope you’ll just listen ‘cause believe me, it’s true
    DON’T EVER PINCH A SEAGULL
    They’ll scream bloody murder so loud
    The whole beach’ll stop what they’re doin’
    You’ll have every eye on ya in the crowd
    Like as if you just murdered somebody
    Oh, what a deathly lull
    No, take my word ‘n just trust me • Don’t ever pinch a seagull!
    What an awful terrible experience that was
    I still can remember that day
    Before all’a that I was havin’ such a swell time
    How quickly it slipped away
    So I hope you’ll believe what I’ve told ya
    ‘N whenever you go to the beach
    If ya wanna have fun ‘n enjoy all the sun
    Well, doncha ever be tempted to reach - no
    ©:2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
     
  • 00:33 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 6
  • 01:58 Lyrics Antiques (What's an Antique?)
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

    Chorus:
    Antiques, tell me what’s an antique
    That word has got me so confused
    Has it got you wonderin’ too
    (I see it almost everywhere)
    And I get so all confused
    Antiques, tell me what’s an antique
    Whenever Mom ‘n Dad take a ride
    ‘N travel thru the countryside
    I always read the signs along the way
    But every time I see that one
    Antiques, well it leaves me dumb
    ‘Cause I just can’t fig’re what it’s ‘spose t’ say
    When I chance t’ see ‘n ice cream sign
    There ain’t no question in my mind what it means
    ‘N a big ole smile comes shinin’ thru
    Or the restaurant signs, gas station signs
    Yeah, I know just what is down the line
    But, antiques … what in the heck’s an antique?
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:41 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 7
  • 02:19 Lyrics Leapin' Sam Patch
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     It was known up 'n down
     In every little town
     That was settled along the new canals
     Sam Patch was renown
     The young man from Rhode Island
     Who would jump from any height
     The crowds would gasp in horror
     As they’d watch him in his flight
     Chorus:
     LEAPIN’ SAM PATCH
     The young man oh so brash
     Sailin’ through the air he’d come
     Like a lightnin’ boltin’ flash
     Leapin’ Sam Patch a legend far ‘n near
     But, oh the price of glory
     Is a price so ever dear
     Genesee Falls 1829 Rochester
     New Yorkers gathered
     Waitin’ there in lines
    ‘N down he soared the crowd it roared
     But when the curtain call came ‘round
     Leapin’ Sam Patch
     He was no where to be found
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:39 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 8
  • 02:50 Lyrics Reg'lar Huck Finn
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

    Just A REG’LAR HUCK FINN that’s all I ever been
    Glidin’ thru life on a raft within
    Unconcerned about the games folks play
    Stuff like that only spoils m’ day
    No easin’ down a river that’s where I’m at
    Turnin’ off the world ‘n confusion
    That everybody’s trapped ‘n so wrapped-up in
    But not me, I’m free ‘n just a reg’lar Huck Finn
    Chorus:
    In the scheme’a things the truth don’t ring
    I listen now ‘n then t’ the songs they sing
    ‘N I close my ears ‘n my heart within
    ‘N take off aging yeah just a reg’lar Huck Finn
    Justa reg’lar Huck Finn that’s what I am
    Artfully dodgin’ time ‘n time again
    What’s ‘spose t’ be real ‘n what’s really real
    All I know is what I feel
    Yeah, like that turtle ‘n the hare
    The story’s the same
    People in a hurry try’n win that game
    But the river keeps on rollin’ ‘n no one takin’ it in
    But, I sure am, yeah a reg’lar Huck Finn
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 01:23 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 9
  • 02:48 Lyrics Smile (As You Go By)
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     If you can’t stop in your busy life
     Then smile as you go by
     What with all this world’s confusion
     It’s a task to even try
     ‘Cause you know, and I do too
     It’s the best thing we can do
     Yes, if you can’t stop in your busy day
     Hey, smile ‘n give a wave
     To somebody on the side lines
    ‘N include them in that way
     ‘Cause you know, and I do too
     It’s the best thing we can do
     Spread goodwill ‘n it will
     Eventually come back t’ you
     ‘Cause to hold back is to squander
     The greatest gift we all can bid
     Yes, the inner love ‘n kindness
     That’s returned, when’er we give
     If you can’t stop in your busy life
     Then smile as you go by
     What with all this world’s confusion
     You’ll be an exception if you
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 01:06 Vinny and Ant Ethel Dialogue 10
  • 03:20 Lyrics The 'God Will Be Up' Lullaby
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Lullaby – Good Night
     Leave your worries with God
     He'll be up all night anyway
     Watching over his flock
     Like the Good Shepherd does
     'Til morning brings the light of day
     Lullaby its true
     He holds me and you
     In his warm loving arms like sheep
     And protects us from the world
     So now every boy and girl
     Close your eyes and go to sleep
     Chorus:
     GOD WILL BE UP all night anyway
     With his angels to watch you
     'Til the break of day (in every way)
     So don’t fear my little dear
     'Cause God will be up all night anyway
     Lullaby - sweet dreams
     Leave your cares with Him
     He'll be up to turn on the light
     And protect you in this world
     Every little boy and girl
     Till this time again tomorrow night …
     and then …
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

All Alone & Blue - 21 Solo Performances

by Mark Brine

Released 2015
Kjk Recordings
Released 2015
Kjk Recordings
A Collection of Country-Blues "LIVE in the Studio" Recordings.
  • 02:22 Lyrics Top 'a the Mornin'
    WRITTEN BY: MARK BRINE

    Top ‘a the mornin’... to you... you... Yes, the darkest
    hour is over now ... It’s time t’ start anew...
    So.. Top ‘a the mornin’ to you...
    1. It seemed to take for-ever for that sunlight to appear
    But the dawn is clear... ya, it’s fin’lly here...
    time t’ wipe away those tears
    Yeah, I know it’s been a hard time
    tryn’a make it through the night
    but , it’s over now we pulled through somehow
    Let’s welcome in the mornin’ light
    2. Cock-a-doodle-doodle, yeah, that rooster’s got it too
    He ain’t no fool... he’s been patient too
    Hear ‘im croonin’ way the blues
    Yeah, rise ‘n shine... No there ain’t no time
    for dwellin’ in the past
    No, let’s celebrate the new daybreak ‘n
    live it while the moments last   .. and…
    ©1985 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:51 Lyrics Got Love?
    Written by Mark Brine
    Got Love?... Got Love?...
    Baby, You got Love?... You Got Love?
    Well, if you ain’t Got love.. I sure got plenty of
    (love for you)
    Got a Man?... Got a Man?
    Baby, You Got a Man? .. You Got a Man?
     if you ain’t Got a Man, baby.. Well, here I am
    Chorus:
    I see you walkin’ down the street everyday
    You’re always by yourself.. ‘n you pass my way..
    ‘n I can’t help wonder why a girl (gal) like you ..
    Would ever be alone… ‘n I got to say…
    C2015 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:19 Lyrics All Alone & Blue
    Written by: Mark Brine
    All alone ‘n blue... Don’t know what in this world to do
    All alone ‘n blue
    All day long... All night too
    All I can think about is you
    Blue tears... Blue tears fallin’ from my eyes
    Blue... Tears
    Since you left me baby... Blue tears keep fallin’ like raindrops from the sky
    Please, baby... Please come home
    Please...
    You know, you’re good man... He just can’t survive like this for long... Yes
    (Repeat verse one, fading)
    ©1985 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:07 Lyrics Duck Day Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. It’s a duck day out here... Baby take a look
    It’s rainin’ like cats ‘n dogs
    Hey, let’s not spend all day..  just try’n to’ dodge
    in ‘n out’a them wet raindrops
    Yeah, it’s an H20 day.. ‘n it’s gonna stay that way
    We might as well settle on in
    ‘N make the best .. of the tryin’ not t’ get wet
    ‘Til ole Mr. Sun pokes his head out again
    Chorus:
    Makes ya want to yawn... Lay up all day long
    There ain’t a whole lot you can do
    (2. I think I know what we could do)
    Hey, baby, pass me my guitar... I believe I’ll write a little tune
    (2. First let me play you my guitar ‘n sing ya this little tune.. ‘n I…)
    All about these duck day blues
    (2. Believe I’m gonna call it ‘The Duck Day Blues’)
    ‘N now that it’s all done, baby, let’s go ‘n have us some fun
    ‘N love away these duck day blues
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:08 Lyrics Some Ole Rambler's Shoes
    Written by: Mark Brine
    I feel about as worn out as some ole rambler’s shoes
    Been down too many highways... Had way too many blues
    1. I need a long vacation and you just don’t know how bad
    Been stepped on, done wrong for so long and it’s really kinda sad
    ‘Cause I never meant t’ hurt no one
    Tried t’ keep a Christian view
    But I feel about as beat-up as some ole rambler’s shoes
    Chorus:
    Yeah, I feel about as worn out as some ole rambler’s shoes
    Been down too many highways... and way (2.much) too many blues
    Nothing makes no sense no more.. though it hurts to say it’s true...
    But, I feel about as worn out .. as some ole rambler’s shoes
    2. Always had my willpower… t’ keep me goin’ on
    But I swear that will’s been crushed so much
    “Til the power’s all but gone
    And I just can’t see no future ..It’s as dim and out-of-view
    And as faded as the shine on
    Some ole rambler’s shows
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:10 Lyrics Like a Norman Rockwell Print (Come to Life)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. With the boy in your arms we stood before the Judge
    In that office all cluttered ‘n piled
    His secretary in the background she was polishin’ her nails
    The Judge rose ‘n stood ‘n he smiled
    2. At the two of us there in our Sunday beset
    A little nervous yet in love as could be
    Then he recited those lines, those ever-famous weddin’ lines
    ‘N began the ceremony
    Chorus:
    “N it was like a Norman Rockwell print come t’ life
    That day you became my wife
    Me in my suspenders, you in your bonnet
    With a prayer it’d all turn out right.. just like a
    Norman Rockwell print come t’ life
    3. Just a simple event... very little money spent
    We couldn’t afford t’ go on a honeymoon
    No, I remember we just went out t’ some restaurant
    Some late night diners
    ‘N sat there staring out at the moon
    4. While the kid banged away with his silverware drumstick
    on the plates ‘n just anything he could find
    Y’ know baby as simple as it all was I wouldn’t 
    change it for nuthin’... It’s gotta be
    one of my mem’ries of all-time ‘n like a ...
    ©1985  Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:23 Lyrics Cabin Fever Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Cabin fever has truly got me down
    Ever since you left me, baby all I do is mope around
    And stay inside like some recluse
    Pinin’ away with these cabin fever blues
    2. I can see the lites .. in the valley below
    And I can’t help wonder darlin’ .. where you go
    And who you’re with ‘n what you do
    And it only complicates these cabin fever blues
    3. If I didn’t need you, woman... Lord knows I’d be gone today
    Somewhere’s down the highway
    Somewhere ‘bout a million miles away
    No, instead I just sit here like some poor excuse
    of a man with (these) cabin fever blues
    ©2003  Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:27 Lyrics Mr. Lazy Today
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Mr. Lazy today... Don’t want to do a single thing
    Feelin’ crazy that way.. just like a school boy in the spring
    Pickin’ my ole guit on the hammock swing...
    Ain’t some people got it made?
    Ain’t feelin’ my oats but hey what can I say
    Just suckin’ up lemonade ..in the shade cause
    2. I’m Mr. Lazy today.. Don’t want to even talk
    Totally hazy today... Ain’t payin’ attention to the clock
    Watchin’ the world as it hurries on by
    Don’t want to get involved
    Do me a favor..  if you got you a problem
    Go somewhere’s else.. to get it solved please ..‘cause
    I’m Mr. Lazy today
    Bridge:
    Mr. Lazy lackadaisical lazy me
    Ain’t gonna work up no kinda sweat, you bet, ‘cause
    I’m Mr. Lazy today
    3. Yeah, I’m Mr. Lazy today... Don’t want to do nuthin’
    Feelin’ dazed you could say..  ain’t no ands, ifs or buttin’s (‘bout it)
    Yeah, I’m Mr. Lazy today, etc.
    ©1987  Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:10 Lyrics Warren's Lil' Fix-It-Shop
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. You got a bike that won’t ride
    A cup that won’t drink
    Maybe your TV is on the blink
    Well ya don’t have’ta worry .. just make a little stop
    Yeah, bring it on by.. Warren’s lil’ fix-it-shop
    2. Hen won’t lay? Record won’t play?
    Clock won’t tell ya the time ‘a day?
    Well ya don’t have’ta worry .. just make a little drop
    Yeah, you can get it repaired at Warren’s (etc.)
    3. Pencil sharpened to the common first aid
    Ain’t too much that he can’t save, no, ya don’t (etc.)
    4. Toaster  cook the bread charcoal black?
    Drop it in the mornin’... It pops right back ? (etc.)
    ©1991 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:06 Lyrics Riverboy
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Ooouu... Ooouu... Ooouu... River boy
    Old man river’s calling you away
    Ooouu... Ooouu... Ooouu... River boy
    Chorus:
    Follow your dream
    Leading you upstream... River boy... River Boy
    2. Ooouu... Ooouu... Ooouu... River boy
    A new world’s out there that you’ll enjoy
    It’s callin’ you... River  boy
    Chorus 2:
    So don’t look back now
    Just keep on movin’ somehow... River boy... River boy
    Bridge:
    Maybe you’ll spend your life lookin’ back
    “N find out that you never can go back
    But River boy
    3. The time has come for you to go
    Day in, day out it’s beckoned your very soul
    Like a distant secret that you’ve just go to know
    ©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:49 Lyrics Sunday Ride
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Sunday ride, let’s take a Sunday ride
    Up ‘n down the country sittin’ close side by side
    Bring along the children.. Pack up them sandwiches, too
    ‘Cause I ain’t hurryin’ back.. from this Sunday ride with you
    2. All week long I’ve been waitin’ for the week t’ end
    Just so’s we could get out ‘n take a Sunday ride again
    Y’ know, sweetheart, your Daddy..  he’s really too easy t’ please
    Yeah, all I’m askin’ of ya..  is a Sunday ride with me
    Chorus:
    We’ll find a little fruit stand
    Or a penny candy store
    We’ll just keep on drivin’
    “Til the road don’t go no more
    Sunday ride, yeah, let’s take a Sunday ride (please, baby)
    ‘Cause, darlin’ it’s relaxin’ ‘n it leaves me satisfied
    3. Some folks like Europe, others folks travel worldwide
    But I don’t need t’ go that far, I’ll settle for a Sunday ride
    There’s plenty ‘a scenery, plenty ‘a thing t’ do
    On a Sunday ride ‘specially when I’m ridin’ with you
    ©1989 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:34 Lyrics Old Black Joe

    Written by: Stephen Foster (arrangement by Mark Brine)

     

    Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay
    Gone are the toils of the cotton fields away
    Gone to the fields of a better land I know
    I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"

    I'm coming, I'm coming
    For my head is bending low
    I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"

    Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?
    Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?
    Grieving for forms now departed long ago
    I hear their gentle voice calling, "Old Black Joe"

    Where are the hearts once so happy and free?
    The children so dear that I held upon my knee?
    Gone to the shore where my soul has long'd to go
    I hear their gentle voice calling, "Old Black Joe"

    Public domain

  • 02:58 Lyrics Fishin' Day
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Today’s gonna be a fishin’ day
    I can feel it in my bones
    The birds are chirpin’ in the early dawn
    As if that ain’t enough reason alone
    2. Yeah, them fishes they’re gonna be bitin’
    I can tell with just one look
    Today they’re gonna be snappin’ up practically anything
    that ya want to be slappin’ on a hook
    Chorus:
    Goin’ down t’ Beaver Creek
    With my ole cane fishin’ pole
    Either gonna bring me back a big one
    Or the greatest fishin’ tale ever told
    Ain’t gonna show at the job today
    Ain’t gonna work, no way!
    No I deserve a break today.. ‘n it’s gonna be a fishin’ day
    3. Yeah, today’s gonna be vacation time
    Playin’ hooky on the human race
    Gonna prop my back up against’a  river bank log
    ‘N smack a big ole smirk right across my face
    4. Ain’t a soul gonna spoil my hard-earned fun
    My time’s rolled around t’ play
    Don’t care what no-body’s got  t’ say...
    This is gonna be a fishin’ day.
    ©1989 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:52 Lyrics Too Many Blues (Lookin' for Some Colors)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    I’m lookin’ for some colors ‘cause I’ve got too many blues
    I’m lookin’ for someone who’ll know exactly what to do
    To brighten up a lonely heart (2. Life) with a love so good ‘n true
    Yeah, I’m lookin’ for some colors ;cause I got too many blues
    1. There’s a rainbow somewhere out there
    And it’s waitin’ just for me
    An un-tapped source of feelings
    Just waitin’ to be freed
    -a canvas waitin’ for  a brush
    To paint a masterpiece
    A romantic work of art
    Done with style, grace ‘n ease, yeah...
    2. Yes, somewhere in this world so dark
    There’s a light that’s shinin’ bright
    That’ll help me find the shades I need
    To make everything alright
     - as sure as there’s a mornin’ sun
    There’s a ray of hope for me
    Another day... Another chance
    For this poor heart to be free
    ©1988 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 01:52 Lyrics Lady, Where Do You Get Off?
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Lady, where do you get off
    Tellin’ me what to do?
    When it comes to the bein’ boss ‘round here
    Who commissioned you?
    you’re always givin’ orders like
    Some cluckin’ mother hen
    But this rooster’s had it up t’ here
    ‘N that’s all comin’ to an end, yeah...
    Chorus:
    Tell me naggin’ lady
    Where do you get off? ...
    You’ve been ridin’ too long
    I believe you’ve missed your stop
    Ain’t try’na be rude.. I’m really not
    But, Madame, where do you get off?
    2. Every single day
    It’s the same ole jive
    You’re like some Hitler or Mussolini
    Walkin’ ‘round here alive
    Always dictatin’ on me
    Runnin’ off of your mouth
    You’re like a fountain of  fussin’
    With a wide-opened spout
    So...
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:44 Lyrics Love Is a Game (Like Russian Roulette) -Solo Version
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. There’s folks that’s gonna tell you that it’s easy
    That love’s a game of simple give-n-take
    But I ain’t ever known it to be like that ..‘cause..
    I’ve seen the many hearts that love can break
    2. Yes, the easy-come ‘n easy go romantics
    Never stickin’ with the hard times, sure t’ come
    ‘N before y’ know it, another life’s been shattered
    ‘N the pieces cut like glass when it’s all done
    Chorus:
    ‘Cause love is a game but the stakes are high
    Y’ lose, y’ lose big ‘n it hurts inside
    Like Russian roulette it can take your life
    Love is a game but ‘cha gotta play it right
    3. So take this word of warning, if y’ will ‘n
    Never jump in without knowin’ from the start
    That the water might be deeper than you can handle
    So, beware ‘n keep a good eye on your heart .. ‘cause..
    ©1990 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:49 Lyrics Come Spring Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Come spring I’ll be movin’ down the line (2x)
    Believe I’d move my shoes right now
    But it’s too cold in the winter time
    2. Come spring you won’t be seein’ me no more
    You’ll think about me sometimes … but you won’t see me anymore
    No, I believe you’ll appreciate me better then…
    When I don’t come ‘round your door
    Chorus:
    Come spring it’ll be so darn pretty
    There’ll be flowers everywhere
    You’ll peek out your window lookin’ for me
    But I betcha I won’t be there... Anywhere... ‘cause
    3. Come spring I’m gonna be movin’ on down the line
    Yeah, come spring I’ll be doin’ just fine
    Can’t be waitin’ on you no more
    Sittin’ ‘round with this worried mind
    4. Come spring I won’t be your nuisance no more
    You won’t have’ta sweat about me like you’ve been doin’ more ‘n more
    No, you can save you lies ‘n promises
    For the next fool at your door
    ©1982 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:49 Lyrics The Ukelele Made Me
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. I came home this evenin’..  feelin’ all weary ‘n down
    Wadn’t in the mood f’ nothin’.. ‘cept for hopefully sleepin’ sound
    But there she was in the corner..  just’a starin’ up so sweet
    With that lil’ come-on look that spelt .. immediate trouble f’ me
    2. No, I didn’t want t’ do it .. but no matter how I tried
    She wouldn’t take her gaze off’a me.. with that Jezebel in her eyes
    Yeah, I knew there was no escapin’..  ‘n I soon lost any hold
    The more I tried to dodge it... The inevitable took control
    Chorus:
    Yes, the ukelele made me.. I wadn’t in the mood
    But soon I was all entangled in writin’ this uke-a-diculous tune
    And I don’t know how they do it.. It’s a mystery to me
    But the ukelele made me..  ‘n they just won’t let ya be
    3. It’s a crime the way they lure you on... There oughta be a law
    A ukelele amendment or somethin’.. to prevent the way they awe
    You inta doin’ what ya really don’t want to... It’s a dirty rotten shame
    Yeah, it’s ukelele harassment,.. ‘n once again, guess who’s t’ blame
    ©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:53 Lyrics Guitar Boy
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. The guitar boy... he’s passing through
    Don’t matter where he’s from... it’s where he’s goin’ to
    ‘Cause when he sings them songs... the feelin’s what ya hear
    His message like water ... universal clear
    2. His britches are torn ‘n his shoes all worn
    From a hard road gone ‘n a many sung song
    Social commentary or a little romance
    A lilt or two for ‘s t’ make us dance.. hey
    Chorus:
    Guitar boy
    Sing (pick) us your tune
    ‘N pass that ragged hat...
    We’ll tip you, too
    ‘N applaud you when ya done
    For your gift of joy
    ‘N be waitin’ your return someday...
    Guitar boy
    3. The guitar boy... he’s ragged but he’s right
    He helps ya forget all your worries ‘n strife
    ‘N when the early mornin’ comes he’ll be somewhere’s long-gone
    Miles down that road .. still ‘a pickin’-out that song... so...
    ©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP) 
  • 02:31 Lyrics Consider the Lillies
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Whenever I get t’ feelin’ I deserve much more in life
    Monetary compensation for the things I’ve done right
    Yes, the work of my own hands (that) I should be doin’ anyway
    It all just seems so selfish in the moment that I pray
    Chorus:
    Consider the lilies that’s what Jesus used to say
    They neither spin nor toil yet how beautifully arrayed
    Our Father up in heaven He knows your every need
    (2. He has given you your wealth)
    Have faith and never worry... share amongst you and believe
    (2. To share with those less fortunate... yes, it’s yours to hoard or help)
    Yes, how we strive for comforts greater than what we yet have
    Feeling we’re entitled never seeing all the bad
    Yes, the hopelessness and hunger all around us, so much need
    Then we accuse our God that it’s His job when it’s really it’s our greed
    ©2001 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:34 Lyrics Time for Me to Be Gone
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. I think I’ve seen enough of this town ‘n it’s come time for me to be gone
    Yeah, I can hear my name ‘a callin’ down the line and it’s a tellin’ me to come on
    It’s like that ev-rytime .. it sorta echoes in my mind, until I’m long gone
    Then you see me on the tracks, the fadin’ image of my back, goin’ away from
    Chorus:
    Yeah, it’s come time for me to be gone
    It’s come time for me t’ move on
    All I got ta say is so long
    ‘Cause, it’s come time for me t’ be gone
    Y’ know I couldn’t agree more like I’ve always done before with my own suggestion
    Yeah, cause movin’ down the line, it always suits me real fine without a question
    Y’ know, this hangin’  ‘round ‘n feelin’ down, I’m sure that it’s the key to my depression
    And so these shoes are gonna move ‘n when they do, they always do in some direction
    Y’ know, I’ve tried to settle down so many times but like the stone I keep on rollin’
    Ev’ry place I ever been’s another place I left or somewhere’s I was goin’
    And I can feel it comin’ on, it’s like a storm that’s buildin’ up, I’ll soon be blowin’
    Yeah, like that wind I’ll disappear before they get the chance’a ever really knowin’
    ©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

The Meeting of the Hats (Live)

by Mark Brine & Tom Pomposello

Released 2013
Kjk Recordings
Released 2013
Kjk Recordings
RARE recordings of live performances recorded in Mendrisio, Switzerland in 1993 with the late Tom Pomposello.
  • 00:35 Dialog: Intro (Live)
  • 03:31 Lyrics Lugano Blues (Live)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. Hello, Lugano... it sure is nice (2. a treat) just bein' here -(2x)
       I've been lotsa places in this world
       But, there ain't no prettier anywhere...
    2. People are so nice here.. 'n they sure do treat you fine
       yes, People are just so nice here.. just so friendly 'n so kind
       I'm making me a whole bunch'a new memories
       that I plan to be carryin' with me, on down the line
    3. Hello, Hello Lugano.. what a special time it's been...
       bein' here with you
       Yeah, I've been lots of places in this big, ole world...
       But, it's been so nice just bein' here with you....
       'n when I hit the road, in the mornin'...
       I'm sure gonna have... the Lugano Blues
    c1992 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 05:26 Lyrics St. Louis Blues (Live)

    instrumental

  • 00:09 Dialog: Intro to Will the Circle Be Unbroken (Live)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Will the Circle Be Unbroken (Live)

    Written by: A.P. Carter

    I was standing by my window,
    On one cold and cloudy day
    When I saw that hearse come rolling
    For to carry my mother away

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    I said to that undertaker
    Undertaker please drive slow
    For this lady you are carrying
    Lord, I hate to see here go

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    Oh, I followed close behind her
    Tried to hold up and be brave
    But I could not hide my sorrow
    When they laid her in the grave

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    I went back home, my home was lonesome
    Missed my mother, she was gone
    All of my brothers, sisters crying
    What a home so sad and lone

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    We sang the songs of childhood
    Hymns of faith that made us strong
    Ones that mother Maybelle taught us
    Hear the angels sing along

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    Will the circle be unbroken
    By and by, lord, by and by
    There's a better home a-waiting
    In the sky, lord, in the sky

    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

  • 00:44 Dialog: Intro to When I Lay My Burden Down (Live)
  • 05:29 Lyrics When I Lay My Burden Down / Circle (Live)
    Traditional
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down.
    I wanna see, see my father, when I lay my burdens down,
    I wanna see, see my father, when I lay my burdens down.
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down.
    I wanna see, see my mother, when I lay my burdens down,
    I wanna see, see my mother, when I lay my burdens down.
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down.
    I wanna see, see my Jesus, when I lay my burdens down,
    I wanna…
    I wanna see, see my Jesus, when I lay my burdens down,
    I wanna see, see my Jesus, when I lay my burdens down.
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down.
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down,
    Glory, glory, hallelujah, when I lay my burdens down.
  • 00:24 Dialog: Intro to You Gotta Move (Live)
  • 03:30 Lyrics You Gotta Move (Live)
    Written by: Gary Davis / Fred McDowell
    You gotta move
    You gotta move
    You gotta move, child
    You gotta move
    Oh, when the Lord get ready
    You gotta move
    You may be high
    You may be low
    You may be rich, child
    You may be poor
    But when the Lord get ready
    You gotta move
    You see that woman
    Who…
    You see that woman
    Who walks the street
    You see that police
    Upon his beat
    But then the Lord get ready
    You gotta move
    You gotta move
    © Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management
  • 02:23 Lyrics Blue Yodel (T for Texas) [Live]

    Written by: Jimmie Rodgers

    T for Texas, T for Tennessee
    T for Thelma
    That gal made a wreck out of me.

    O-de-lay-ee-a-lay-ee-o-ly-ee

    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    'Cause I can get more women
    Than a passenger train can haul.

    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall, Lawd, Lawd
    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall
    I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma
    Just to see her jump and fall.

    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna shoot that rounder
    That stole my gal.

    Rather drink muddy water
    Sleep in a hollow log
    Rather drink muddy water
    And sleep in a hollow log
    Than to be in Atlanta
    Treated like a dirty dog.

  • 00:22 Dialog: Intro to Needed Time (Live)
  • 06:29 Lyrics Needed Time (Live)
    Written by: Lightnin’ Hopkins
    Jesus will you come by here
    Jesus will you come by here
    Jesus will please you come by here
    Now is a needed time...right
    Now Is a needed time
    Now Is a needed time
    Come if you don't stay long
    Come if you don't stay long
    Come if you don't stay long
    Now Is a needed time
    Now Is a needed time
    Now Is a needed time
    Prayin' for you come by here
    Prayin'  for you come by here
    Jesus won't you come by here?
  • 02:00 Dialog: Train Whistle Blues (Live)
  • 03:24 Lyrics Train Whistle Blues (Live)
    Written by: Elsie Mcwilliams / Jimmie Rodgers
    When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries
    When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries
    But when a man gets the blues he grabs a train and rides
    Every time I see that lonesome railroad train
    Every time I see that lonesome railroad train
    It makes me wish I was going home again
    Look a-yonder coming, coming down that railroad track
    Look a-yonder coming, coming down that railroad track
    With the black smoke rolling, rolling from that old smoke stack
    I got the blues so bad till the whole round world look blue
    I…
    I got the blues so bad till the whole round world look blue
    I got the blues so bad till the whole round world looks blue
    I ain't got a dime, I don't know what to do
    I'm weary now, I want to leave this town
    I'm weary now and I want to leave this town
    I can't find a job, I'm tired of hanging around
    © Peermusic Publishing
  • 02:07 Dialog: Intro to Cripple Creek (Live)
  • 03:33 Lyrics Cripple Creek / I Got Mine (Live)

    I got a girl and she loves me
    She’s as sweet as sweet can be
    She’s got eyes of baby blue
    Makes my gun shoot straight and true.
    Goin’ up Cripple Creek goin’ in a run
    Goin’ up Cripple Creek to have some fun.
    Cripple Creek’s wide and Cripple Creek’s deep
    I’ll wade old Cripple Creek before I sleep
    Roll my breeches to my knees
    I’ll wade ol’ Cripple Creek when I please
    I went down to Cripple Creek
    To see what them girls had to eat
    I got drunk and fell against the wall
    Old corn likker was the cause of it all

  • 03:16 Lyrics I'm a Long-Gone Daddy (Live)
    Written by: Hank Williams
    All you want to do is sit around and pout
    And now I got enough and so I'm getting out
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    I been in the doghouse so doggone long
    That when I get a kiss I think that something's wrong
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    I'll go find a gal that wants to treat me right
    You go get yourself a man that wants to fight
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    You start your jaws a-wagging and it never stops
    You never shut your mouth until I blow my top
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    I remember back when you were nice and sweet
    Things have changed, you'd rather fight than eat
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    I'm a-gonna do some riding on the midnight train
    I'm taking everything except my ball and chain
    I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
    I'm a long gone daddy, I don't need you anyhow
    © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
  • 00:13 Dialog: Intro to Baby, Please Don't Go (Live)
  • 07:15 Lyrics Baby, Please Don't Go (Live)
    Written by: Big Joe Williams
    Baby, please don't go
    Baby, please don't go
    Baby, please don't go
    Down to New Orleans, you know I love you so
    Before I be your dog
    Before I be your dog
    Before I be your dog
    I get you way'd out here, and let you walk alone
    Turn your lamp down low
    Turn your lamp down low
    Turn your lamp down low
    I beg you all night long, baby, please don't go
    You know your man down gone
    You know your man down gone
    You know your man down gone
    Down the country farm, with all the shackles on
    You brought…
    You brought me way down here
    You brought me way down here
    You brought me way down here
    'Bout to Rolling Forks, you treat me like a dog
    Baby, please don't go
    Baby, please don't go
    Baby, please don't go
    Down to New Orleans, I beg you all night long
    © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
  • 00:10 Dialog: Intro to Goin' Back Home (Live)
  • 05:02 Lyrics Goin' Back Home (Live)
    Written by: Lightnin’ Hopkines
    Goin' back home, just as soon as God break day
    Goin' back home, just as soon as the good Lord break a day
    Whoa, you know this ain't no place for me
    And I don't think po' Lightnin wanna stay
    Married woman, she the sweetest thing, man, in this world
    Married woman, she the sweetest thing, man, in this world
    You know why I know it? I got one
    Every night she lays in po' Lightnin's arms
    Sometimes, she calls me her little boy
    Listen at me, I calls her my little girl
    Sometimes, she call me her little boy
    Listens at me, sometimes I call her my little girl
    Yes, when that woman go to kiss me
    Po' Lightnin think he's out of this world
  • 01:18 Dialogue: Conclusion (Live)
  • 05:12 Lyrics Amazing Grace (Live)
    Traditional
    Amazing Grace, How sweet the sound
    That saved a wretch like me
    I once was lost, but now am found
    T'was blind but now I see
    T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear
    And Grace, my fears relieved
    How precious did that grace appear
    The hour I first believed
    Through many dangers, toils and snares
    We have already come.
    T'was grace that brought us safe thus far
    And grace will lead us home,
    And…
    Through many dangers, toils and snares
    We have already come.
    T'was grace that brought us safe thus far
    And grace will lead us home,
    And grace will lead us home
    Amazing grace, How Sweet the sound
    That saved a wretch like me
    I once was lost but now am found
    T'was blind but now I see
    Was blind, but now I see.
  • 04:37 Lyrics Blues Dirge for Tom (Pomposello)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. What a dear friend, gentle heart you were
       what a tragedy, your loss
       unexpectedly, it fell upon us.. like a premature, too
       early Autumn's Frost
    2. Completely overwhelming.. with a bitter gust of
       chilling heartfelt pain
       stealing cold our inner breath... in a gasp
       we voiced your name...
    Chorus:  Tom... the blues you played on your slide guitar
       the gospel songs you sang...  'n loved, so dearly
       I recall 'n hear them now.. but, they'll never sound the same
       -colored by the mem'ries of all the things we did
       resounding in the vacuum of the times we knew 'n lived
       yes, the times we lived 'n knew... they always bring me back
       to you... oh, Tom
    3. Italy, at the border.. with Norman 'n singin'...
       "When the Moon hits your eye"
       'n that restaurant in Mendrisio.. where we laughed, so hard..
       I thought we'd split our sides
    4. To the mystical St. Martin's.. in the Bethlehem silent
       solemn still
       where, at last, you laid your burden down
       to rest upon that nearby peaceful hill
    c1999 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

Mark Brine and His Folkabilly Bluezgrass

by Mark Brine

Released 2012
Wild Oats Records
Released 2012
Wild Oats Records
  • 03:06 Lyrics Why I Yodel
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. For oh so long, I hung my head actin’ like a proper fool
    Despisin’ the world and’a broodin’ about the way it always seemed so cruel
    2. Never realizin’ how times a passin’ with me dwellin’ on my many regrets
    Then one day, I threw ‘em down ‘n I started lookin’ ‘round ‘n I never stopped t’ find them yet
    Chorus:
    So, if you’re wonderin’ why I yodel
    When I haven’t got a reason to
    If you’re wonderin’ why I yodel ... I gotta tell ya that
    I do, too
    But, I do ... do ... da do (2.it) without reason ...
    Yeah, you could call it medicinal ...
    Hey, what can I say ... If ya wonderin’ why I yodel
    3. Ain’t’a gonna do n’ good if ya do y‘self no good ... might as well
    try’n make it your day
    ‘cause, if ya waitin’ for some help ‘n don’t enterain y’self
    You’re gonna find yourself pretty dismayed
    4. So, why not yodel when ya work, even yodel when ya hurt
    ‘cause nuthin’s ever gonna change
    Might as well keep ‘em wonderin’ why you’re happy all the time
    That’s the secret of the game ... yeah ...
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:00 Lyrics Factory Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Workin’ on a factory dock ... that CSX passin’ by
    Thinkin’ about my home far away ... feelin’ like I could cry
    Wonderin’ if that ole freight train might just be headin’ that way
    Boy, if I could ride, I’d sure be gone ‘n leave this old town t’day
    Chorus:
    These factory blues ... I’ll tell ya, it’s true ...
    (2. I know it’s true ... )
    Ain’t no kinda life f’ me ...
    Give me m’ guitar ‘n a highway sign
    That’s pointin’ t’ where I should be
    ‘steada stackin’ these skids ... 'n a liftin’ that load ... no
    That ain’t for you-know-who
    No, I got a mind on headin’ back home
    ‘n leavin’ behind these factory blues
    2. I use t’ think I had it bad...but,
    Little did I really know
    What a good  thing I had right where I was
    But, ain’t that the way it goes
    Livin’ ‘n learnin’, 'n a hurtin’ ...‘n
    Stuck where I shouldn’t be
    And every sad moan ... that train whistle blows
    Just serves t’ be remindin me ...that...
    ©1995 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:16 Lyrics Hey, Lil' Girl
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. (I said) ... Hey ... Hey, lil’ girl
    I’m just a lonely boy
    Lookin’ for someone to love
    Yeah, just a lonely boy
    Lookin’ for someone to love
    ‘n I came into this place ...
    I seen that face
    ‘n, babydoll, it liked t’ drive me wild
    ‘cause I’m just a lonely boy
    Hey ... pretty babe
    I’m just a country boy
    Lookin’ for a real good gal
    Yeah, just a country boy
    Lookin’ for a real good gal
    I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout for one nite ...
    No, I’m talkin’ life
    ‘cause, baby doll, I wants to do this right
    'cause,  I’m a country boy
    Chorus:
    Yeah, just a lonely boy ‘n a lonely girl
    We could have us a time straight (right) out’a this world
    If you’d give me a chance ‘n let me be your man
    I could love you, sugar ... don’t you understand
    ‘cause, I’m just a lonely boy
    ©1985 /Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:03 Lyrics Who's Been Diggin' (The Garden Blues)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Who’s been diggin’ down ... in my ground ...
    Plantin’ seeds in my garden when I ain’t around
    Who’s that stranger who’s been sneakin' (2.messin’) around
    (3.pokin’ around)
    1. Someone I don’t know been getting’ downright dirty
    diggin’ in..‘n thinkin’ what I don’t know won’t hurt me
    Yeah, some green-thumbed fool thinks he’s playin’ it cool
    But when I catch up with him, he’s gonna have some broken tools
    Yeah, tell me ...
    2. Seems like whenever ya fence somethin’ in
    Everybody’s gotta get right in it
    The prettier the spread ... the more ya need t’ defend it
    Always wantin’ what they can’t  have, ‘til that reaper come around
    ‘n catch 'em in the act ...with them old plants down ... yeah ...
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:48 Lyrics Springtime, Tennessee
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. When springtime comes to Tennessee
    I’ll be right there behind it
    It’ll be early ... like it always is
    Tho, nobody’s ever timed it
    2. When springtime rolls around ‘n it usually does
    Two guesses where I’ll be headin’
    Like a bird on the wing ... I know my thing
    Instinct ain’t easy forgettin’
    Chorus 1:
    Yeah, you can be sure ‘n take it from me
    When springtime comes to Tennessee ...
    Oouuu, it’s so pretty
    3. When spring time settles down way up on them Smokies
    ‘n the iris is bloomin’ like crazy
    The scent in the air’s like magic ev’rywhere
    it just makes me feel s’ downright lazy
    Chorus 2:
    It’s a matter of fact ... yeah, you can take it from me
    When springtime comes to Tennessee ...
    Oouuu, it’s so pretty
    Yeah, when springtime rolls around ‘n it usually does
    Two more guesses where I’ll be goin’
    Like that bird on the wing ... I’ll be doin’ my thing
    Down where the cool southern breeze is blowin’
    Chorus 3:
    It’s a well known fact ... you can take it from me
    When springtime comes to Tennessee ...
    Oouuu, it’s so pretty
    ©2000 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:22 Lyrics Momma's Tears
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Momma’s tears ...  keep haunting me
    I still can see them in her eyes
    And though it’s oh so far behind me
    Momma’s tears will never dry
    1. We never had a lot to call our own
    Lookin’ back we were poor
    But like Mother Hubbard in our shabby home
    Momma’d go without to give us more
    2. ‘Cause time’s was hard ‘n money scarce to find
    And though she’d try more times than not
    I’d come home t’ find her head just restin’ there
    On that old red ‘n white checkered table cloth
    3. I was younger then, i didn’t understand
    So many times i broke her heart
    With selfish things I did ‘n words i said
    Sometimes it tore her world apart
    4. But, she’d be patient in her gentle way
    She’d rarely ever raise her tone
    Which makes it all that more regrettable
    ‘cause, it’s too late now to atone
    ©2000 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:55 Lyrics In Between the Raindrops
    Written by:  Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    I'm walkin'.. walkin'.. In Between the Raindrops
    thinkin' what my Daddy used to say
    (2.waitin' on a brighter, sunny-ier day )
    (He'd say).. I'm walkin'.. walkin' .. In Between the Raindrops
    waitin' on a brighter, sunny-ier day
    (2. dodgin' all the Blues that come my way)
    1. Whenever Daddy'd come home in a rainstorm
    my Momma always thought it awful strange
    'cause, he'd never wear a raincoat or an umbrella
    yet, he's never wet enough to even change...
    he'd say...
    2. So, now that life has brought me so much sorrow
    a part of me would just assume give in (but..)
    I find myself rememberin'... that ole sayin'... 'n ..
    I sing to myself, again & again... Yeah...
    ©2011 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:03 Lyrics Somethin' to Cry About
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Lady ... All you ever did was cry ‘n sulk
    When your tears run out ... you’d sit ‘n pout
    So, look out your window, baby ... I’m checkin’ out
    Now you got somethin’ to cry about
    2. Girl, you couldn’t see what you were doin’ t’ me
    But, it’s too late now, just leave it be
    Yeah, I know your misery needs company
    But, it’s gonna have’ta get along without me...Yeah...
    Chorus:
    Now you got somethin’ to cry about
    You oughta be thrilled ‘n cryin’ out loud
    ‘Cause didn’t you have a thing for being down ‘n out
    Well, now you got somethin’ to cry about
    3. Please ... don’t say you love me
    I’m sure that you do
    But, it’s like they say ... ‘this is gonna hurt me
    More than you' ...
    No, I never bargained for no constant blues
    So, look again, baby ... I’m movin’ my shoes ...
    ©2000 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:28 Lyrics Kid At Heart
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. When I was young ... I dreamed about
    how I’d grow up t’ be
    All the things that I was so sure
    were ideally meant for me
    Fantasizin’ ... all the time ... I still can’t tell apart
    reality ‘n make-believe ... ‘cause, I’m just a kid at heart
    2. Searchin’ for ... the best in life
    Enjoyin’ what  I find
    Livin’ out my good feelin’s , makes me freer in my mind
    Now, some folks say ... “It’s immature” ‘n some think it’s an art
    But, I don’t never listen, ‘cause, I’m just a kid at heart
    Chorus:
    I guess I’ve always been ... a kid at heart
    ever since this life of mine ... took its early start
    If God gives me t’morrow ... I just hope that He’ll impart
    That’ll still be this same ole ... kid at heart
    (Tag:) And I’ll still be this same ole ...
    3. I never cared for money ‘cause it never cared for me
    It slips right thru my fingers ... quicker than the eyes can see
    And I love all humanity ... I can’t tell folks apart
    As long as they accept ... that I am just a kid at heart
    ©1985 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:26 Lyrics Those Lonesome Whistles
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. As a boy ... I’d lie awake ‘n listen ’til the hour late
    To hear the trains droning whistle pierce the night
    ‘N I’d dream away of how one day I would wander far away
    Into the world ... out beyond that dim moon lite
    Chorus:
    Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistles
    Reaching through the night
    Calling me to follow (ramble) ... those ...
    Lo-o-o-o-nesome whistles
    2. And, as a I grew ... I always knew it was something I must do
    Like a calling in my soul’s most inner ear
    'n tho the noises of this life try hard to drown out
    What I know is right ... somehow beyond it them
    I can always still hear ... those
    ©1993 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:45 Lyrics Willie (Can You Hear Me?)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Me and Willie, we’d run away
    Out here to Styles pond
    ‘N stay here till the early hours
    would meet the break of dawn
    Then one night Willie drowned here
    In a still-unanswered way
    But, in the memories of my youth
    He’s still alive today
    2. Willie would’ve have been my age, but
    God just didn’t plan
    On Willie’s ever growin’ up
    To be a full grown man
    But, through the spring years of our lives
    We pal’d together here
    I’d talk about the future, but Willie’d
    Never seem to hear
    Chorus:
    Willie, can ya hear me?
    I wish-t-God you could
    It’s almost like ya knew it, Willie
    I just never understood
    Willie, are ya happy?
    Are ya where ya wanted to be ... or
    Willie, do ya ever come back here
    And reminisce like me?
    3.Willie used to say that he
    Could hear God’s angels sing
    And even to this day, I always
    Just sit here, listening
    And sometimes I believe I can hear them
    When I stare across the pond
    And way off in the distance, I swear I’m hearin’
    Willie singin’ long
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Banjo Ringin'
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. I woke up this mornin’ ... fell out’a bed
    Banjo ringin’ in the back’a my head
    My travellin’ shoes was’a clickin’ their heels
    Tap-toe’d dancin’ ... out across the field
    2. A southern wind ... with a cornbread whiffed
    Closed m’ eyes ‘n I started t’ drift
    Down the open road ... where m’ dreams had strayed
    A thousand times ‘n I was on my way
    Chorus:
    So, ring out the banjo ‘n bring me home
    I’ve been ... so long gone
    Homesick kid on the highway gone
    Banjo rinigin’ ringin’ ... I’m’a comin’ home
    3. I pulled m’ britches ‘n suspenders up
    Tucked in th’ ends ‘n swallowed a cup
    Grabbed my pack ... swung it on m’ back
    Hit the interstate ... 'a wavin’ m’ hat
    ©1988 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:54 Lyrics That Ole Screendoor Song
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. I’ve done everything I could ...
    To satisfy you, baby ...
    Worried myself thin, ‘til it like’ta drove me crazy
    Now, in spite of all I done ...
    You’re threatenin’ to go away ...
    So, let me leave you with this thought 
    ‘n the last few words I’ll say
    Chorus:
    Don’t let that ole screen door ... hit you in the butt
    I’ve done everything t' please you, woman.. but, darlin’ you know what
    I’ve finally reached the end, won’t go thru this again
    So, listen up close ‘n then ...
    Don’t let that ole screen door ... hit you in the butt
    2. Every time I’d try’n get along with you
    You’d try’n take me for a fool again
    So sure I’d come around to your way of thinkin’
    But , sorry this time, my friend
    ‘Cause, you can take your little games ‘n shove ‘em in your suitcase
    And direct yourself to that front door
    And when you’re bendin’ down t’ put it on the porch
    Remember what I told ya before ... yeah ...
    ©1989 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:52 Lyrics The Picture That My Daddy Drew
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. The picture that my daddy drew
    It hangs in my memory
    As a boy, I’d sit there by his knee ...
    And watch his hands move, so gracefully
    As with the patience of a true artist
    He would brush each every line
    With an affection, I could hardly understand
    For the youth and simple-ness of my  mind ... Yes ...
    Chorus:
    The picture that my daddy drew
    Was a masterpiece, so great
    The unselfish love (2.selfishness) that went into it
    Makes it true task to duplicate
    Still, it hangs there in its frame ...
    Forever there (2. for all the world) to see ...
    The picture that my daddy drew ... yes
    The picture that my daddy drew ... in me
    2. The diversity of all the many colors ... that blended so meticulously
    The good, the bad, the happy-sad in it ... executed with devout accuracy
    Precisioned with all its many flaws ... imperfect, so perfectly ...
    when visioned at this great distance...with these adult eyes, now to see ... that  ...

    ©2011 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

The Carol And The True Folk Legend Of Jack Frost Soundtrack

by Mark Brine

Released 2011
KJK RECORDINGS
Released 2011
KJK RECORDINGS
A Double CD collection from the Audio Book/Folk Musical, "THE CAROL" . "The Carol details in narrative and original folk music how the legend of Jack Frost transformed the life of American folk singer Mark Brine." -Richard Summers (mOnTaGe radio)
  • 00:45 Lyrics The Carol (Main Theme)

    instrumental

  • 03:21 Lyrics Voices In The Wind
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. God, I’ve heard you talk to me ... in so many ways
    Like the breeze that hisses through the night
    Leading me and telling me ... despite of all my trials
    Things would work out right ... but, I ...
    Just can’t hear your voice or feel your warming light
    2. Have I betrayed you, Lord, beyond all hope
    Have I lost the blessing of your will
    Am I so self-righteous that I cannot see ... and vainly
    Listen for your calling still
    Chorus:
    Voices in the wind
    Lord, please speak to me again
    Voices in the wind
    Lord, please try’n understand
    And breathe in me your voice again
    3. My decisions ... my shortcomings ... my whole life
    Was it only wasted time
    Lord, was there any purpose to all of this? ... and if there was
    Could you please just show me one good sign
    I need your help ... I’ve lost something I need to find
    ©1989 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:47 Lyrics Life's Just A Dream
    Written by: Mark Brine
    As important as the world around you might seem
    Someday you’ll wake to find, life’s just a dream
    And the treasures that lured you, with sparkle and gleam
    Will then disappear ... ‘csuse life’s just a dream
    Yes, all of the things that mean so much in life
    Will vanish as quick as the rays of a light
    Then those who use wealth as  a false self-esteem
    Will be rudely awaken ... ‘cause life’s just a dream
    Life’s just a dream, and it won’t mean a thing
    Whether you were a beggar or a glorified king
    And to have fame and money, as nice as it seems
    You can’t take them with you, ‘cause life’s just a dream
    All the gold mansions on the isles of life’s stream
    Will sink for the currents come fast and unseen
    No warnings, no trumpets or loud sirens
    No, there won’t be a trace left, ‘cause, life’s just a dream
    ©1990 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:52 Lyrics Undoubtedly Angels

    Instrumental

  • 03:55 Lyrics Rebel
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Everybody called you REBEL
     A nonconfromist too.. 'cause
     You didn't like to do the things
     that normal people do
     They warned you youd be
     Dead and gone before age 22
     All that fast pace-living, son
     Is gonna take its toll on you
     Chorus:
     Rebel, what you running from anyhow
     You live like there's no tomorrow in sight
     Try'na get it all in now rebel
     Whatcha runnin' from anyhow
     Abandoned like the joker card
     That don't belong inside the deck
     Fighting with a death wish
     That's always s breathing down your neck
     You're crazy, you're mixed up
     'n you're so confused
     You're the loner in the crowd
     With a complex screaming at you
     With a voice inside so loud
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:51 Lyrics (If We Could Only) Runaway
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1. If we could only find the chance
    To somehow runaway
    I’d lead you to a beautiful place
    I dream of everyday
    In a far-off field of flowers
    Where we fall together on
    The moment we have waited for
    So very long
     
    Chorus:
    Ooouu ... Ooouu ... Runaway
    Ooouu ... Ooouu ... Runaway
    If we could only ... Runaway
     
    2. If I could only find the chance
    To run my fingers through your hair
    I know that I could reach inside, and
    Touch what’s deep in there
    And not to take, no more than give
    What we both hide away
    Girl, if we could only ... Runway
    © Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:28 Lyrics Emmanuel (God With Us)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    A Babe is layin’ in a manger
    Lullabied by all of Heaven’s Angel choir
    In the beam of yonder glowing star
    In poverty the Prophesized Messiah
    EMMANUEL … GOD WITH US

    In the village-small of Bethlehem
    To honor Him in awe they come to see
    The newborn King, the Prince of Peace
    Sent to save all humanity
    Emmanuel … God with us
    Chorus:
    Come forth, see the world to tell
    Of the Baby Child, Emmanuel
    The key He holds to the gates of hell
    To set us free Emmanuel … God with us
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:53 Lyrics Blood On The Cross

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    I dreamed that I woke up on Calvary
    It was misty like in a mornin’ dew’s frost
    I walked up close and saw Jesus
    Sheddin’ his blood on the Cross

    I stood there below him and I looked up
    And I realized what our sinnin’ had cost
    And I trembled from the voice of my conscience
    And from all of the Blood on the Cross

    Chorus:
    Blood on the Cross... What the whole world lost
    And gained by his Blood on the Cross

    Then his dyin’ eyes looked down upon me
    And for a moment I felt so alone
    But then a feeling of warmth overcame me
    Of a love that I never had known

    And as I reached up to help him his eyes closed
    And my dream and the vision was lost
    I woke up with tears in my eyes
    Still feeling his Blood on the Cross
    ©1984 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:09 Lyrics Your Doorway (Christmas Eve)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    There were stenciled angels on the window glass
    And I stopped on the snowy sidewalk, on Christmas Eve
    As I walked past YOUR DOORWAY, our old doorway

    Then I saw us in the window from another Eve
    You were smilin’ like ya used to in your tender lovin’ way
    And I just couldn’t leave your doorway, our old doorway

    Chorus:
    Your doorway had a wreath with a ribbon tied
    And as I focused thru the tears that blurred my eyes
    I saw it, the new name on it, on your doorway
    (on our old doorway)

    Then you came to the glass but didn’t see me there
    'N I started thru the snow, I felt to call you thru the frozen air
    Oh, just to be in there, inside your doorway, yeah, our old doorway but
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:15 Lyrics Orchid Lady Elegy

    instrumental

  • 02:51 Lyrics The Carol Rag (Feat. Fiddlin" Sid Harkreader)

    instrumental

  • 03:21 Lyrics Tears For Lydia

    instrumental

  • 04:38 Lyrics Wordless Dirge For Michelle

    instrumental

  • 02:00 Lyrics The Carol (Aka The Christmas Carol No One Listens For)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Of all the Christmas carols
    There is one we overlook
    And without it this Christmas Eve
    The whole world would be shook

    If Jack Frost didn’t whistle his
    There wouldn’t be any snow
    ‘N it just wouldn’t be so pretty
    Every single place you go

    So listen close for Jack Frost
    As he whistles in the wind
    With frozen little whiskers
    Pokin’ off his pointed chin
    Dodgin’, dartin’ everywhere
    Through window cracks and doors
    Whistlin’ the Christmas Carol
    No one listens for

    There’s carol sung for Rudolph, Frosty
    Lots for Santa too
    We’re all so well aware of ‘em
    We’ve sung em through and through
    But without Jack there be no need
    For reindeers or for sleighs
    And Frosty the Snowman
    Why he’d just melt away

    He loves whistlin’ through the windows
    That we always smudge
    Just to take a peek out
    At the icy work he does

    Yet no one ever listens for
    The little man I’ve named
    It’s such a pretty tune
    Now don’t you think that it’s a shame
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:02 Lyrics Voices In The Wind (Into Backwards)

    instrumental

  • 03:40 Lyrics If I Ever Make It Back To Heaven
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. If I ever make it back to heaven
    We’ll be together then
    Maybe I won’t need to run no more
    ... when all of time comes to an end
    2. If I ever make it back, you’ll see
    Me coming down the path
    And you’ll know that sorrow’s over
    And love can bloom at last
    Chorus:
    If I ever make it back to heaven
    But, the way it looks now, I never will
    But, deep within my wayward heart ... you can rest-assured
    I love you still ... Yeah, ‘n I always will (2. ‘N I’ll love you still)
    3. If I ever  make it back to you
    Though the web’s so tangledly weaved
    These detours keep misleading me
    There’s just so many ... you wouldn’t believe
    4. But, maybe like the prodigal son
    Someday you’ll find me at your door
    Worn ‘n frayed ... ‘n weary
    With no need to wander more
    c2010 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:31 Lyrics Preparin' The Way (For The Coming Of The Sun)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. In the early hour still
    I look up at the clouds
    ‘n hear the wind rejoice ‘n move
    in the silence, oh, so loud
    Then.. I come to feel its flurry
    thru the overcast dispersin’ some
    Preparin’ the way ...
    for the comin’ of the sun
    Choruis:
    Preparin’ the way ... for the glory of that day
    When these dark clouds, rain ‘n thunder
    Will fin’lly pass away
    ‘Til then the wind will breathe ‘n sing
    the promise of the special one
    Preparin’ the way for the comin’ of the sun
    2. Whistlin’ out its warnin’
    Like a bugle across the sky
    Hailin’ all to heed the light
    that makes all darkness die
    Calling unto every soul
    the grown ‘n youngest one
    for the great day that is dawnin’
    with the comin’ of the sun
    ©1990 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:10 Lyrics To Be With Him
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. In a world ... where the blind lead the blind
    You’d think by now we’d see
    That no one has the answers to life
    For that’s God’s great mystery ... no ...
    Chorus:
    Our’s is just to be with Him
    In unison ‘n not in sin
    And just maybe ... maybe then
    If we try to ... we’ll forever ... be with Him
    Bridge:
    To be with Him ... In the glory of His Kingdom
    To be with Him ... In the way that He had planned it
    To be with Him ...
    2, Yet, we argue with ourselves ‘til we’re blue in the face
    Searchin’ desperately to find
    the inner peace ... no further than the
    puttin’ Him-first-in-our-minds ... ‘cause ...
    (Tags:)
    To be with Him ... ‘n find more than just an existence
    To be with Him ... ‘n find harmony with nature
    To be with Him ... ‘n obey the laws He gave us
    To be with Him ... to accept the bad as well as good
    To be with Him ... ‘n stop killin’ off each other
    To be with Him ... ‘n enjoy the world He gave us 
    To be with Him ... to love Him first ‘n always
    To be with Him ... ‘n not to be against Him
    To be with Him ... where there’ll be no more temptation
    To be with Him ... where there’ll be no tears of sorrow
    ©1986 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 01:38 Lyrics Where We Never Grow Old (Feat. Fiddlin' Sid Harkreader)

    That old road... never we'll walk...

    In the Land where we never grow old... (excerpt from song only!) 

  • 01:15 Lyrics The Carol Rag (Return) (Feat. Fiddlin' Sid Harkreader & Linda Joseph)

    instrumental 

  • 05:15 Lyrics Easter Everlasting

    Biblical Text

    Exodus 15:3 (Hebrew)

    Psalm 22  (Ancient Greek)

    Revelation 15:3 (Latin)

     

  • 00:44 Lyrics If I Ever Make It Back To Heaven (Return)

    instrumental 

  • 02:26 Lyrics If Following My Dream
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. If following my dream has made your life a nightmare
    I’m sorry ... truly sorry
    If following my heart has been the reason we’ve been apart
    I’m sorry ... forever sorry
    Chorus:
    'Cause, I love you more than my own self
    But, for me to truly be myself ... I had to be ...
    what makes me me
    2. If being what I am has ever made you what you’re not
    I’m sorry ... yes, deeply sorry
    If my self-belief has ever made you doubt ... or made you
    wonder what my love’s about ... I’m sorry ... even more than sorry ...
    Chorus 2:
    'Cause, God knows what you mean to me ...
    It just never was a game of top-priority
    No, it was the only way I knew ... to be me ...
    So, please forgive me ... ‘cause, I’m really sorry ...
    That you mis-understood
    ©1992 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:17 Lyrics Real Special Feelin' (Return)

    instrumental

  • 04:30 Lyrics Wise Men
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Wise Men still search for Him today
    Wise Men still seek the Light the
    (1. perfectness) (2. selflessness) (3. loving way) of Christ
    Yes, Wise Men still search for Him each day (today)

    Christmas time reminds us of
    The Wise Men 'n Goodwill
    The giving gifts and giving love
    The happiness they instill
    The striving more for Godliness
    That each of us should do
    Thru-out the year-thru-out our lives
    His way we should pursue 'cause

    Yes, Christmas time is giving time
    'N oh what joy it yields
    There is no greater fulfillment
    Than the good it makes us feel
    Yet how easy we forget
    'N return unto our greed
    But those who seek the Lord are blessed
    With Wisdom's ever-living seed, yes
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:03 Lyrics Mrs. Santa
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Mrs. Santa ... no one ever sings her praise ...
    All you hear ‘bout’s ole St. Nick when it comes around t’ the holidays
    1. Yes, no one ever thinks about how thru-out all’a the rest’a the year
    She slaves to pamper that jolly ole man ... that we call, Mr. Santa, dear
    Chorus (1st line only)
    2. Mendin’ his socks, ‘n cookin’ his meals, even doin’ that
    chubby ole fat man’s clothes
    Workin’ in the toy shop, helpin’ them elves ... even polishin’-up
    ole Rudolph’s nose ... yeah ...
    3. Yes, over ‘n over with each passin’ Yuletide season of
    given ‘n takin’ alike
    Mrs. Claus ... she never says a word ... she just goes on with her
    duties ‘n doin’, despite ...
    4. But, hey, just like the cookies that ya leave for Nick
    There is a little somethin’ you can do for her
    Just give a big hug ‘n a kiss t’ your mom
    Who, just like her, does the same all year ...
    ©1990 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:36 Lyrics The Beautiful Death/Angel Boy

    instrumental 

  • 03:41 Lyrics And...I'll Wait For You
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Dearest Kare-Angel (thief of my heart)
     Impatience … is a 'hurts-you'
     In patience … 'n true love …
    Forever … beyond all time
     'n when we're together again
     (at last!) you'll truly understand
     Jack Frost
     P.S. AND …
    I'LL WAIT FOR YOU
     Darlin' I'll be true
     And though we're miles apart
     You're right here in my heart
     And I'll wait for you
     Darlin' I'll be true (Darlin' I love you)
     Maybe I'm a fool to trust you, but I do
     Maybe in my absence you'll share love
     with someone new, still I'll wait for you
     Darlin' I'll be true
     But though we're miles apart your always in my heart
     And I'll wait for you cause darlin' I love you
     Tempting eyes, deceiving lies
     I'm sure you're gonna find them too
     But just remember like I do
     I'm so in love with you
     And so, I'll wait for
     Darlin' I love you
     I'll wait for you
     Yes, I'll wait for you
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:04 Lyrics Silent Night

    instrumental 

  • 02:30 Lyrics Jesus Is The Reason
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Jesus is the reason ... for this holy season ...
    He is the key ... into our Father’s kingdom
    Born in a manger ... lived thru all our dangers
    Gave His life on the cross for us ...
    Jesus is the reason ... For this happy season
    2. Jesus is the reason ... let us live to please him
    For the sins that we’ve done ... He has paid the ransom
    Gladly laid Himself down ... that our souls might be found
    Gave His life on the cross for us (yes) ...
    Jesus is the reason ... for this joyous season
    Bridge:
    Gave His life on the cross for us ...
    Paid the price ... the awful cost ...
    That we might be saved, not lost, yes ...
    Jesus is the reason for this holy season
    3. Jesus is the reason ... for this merry season
    He is the key in ... to the glorious kingdom
    Born of a virgin ... that  we’d come to know Him
    Gave himself on the cross for us ...
    Paid the price ... the awful cost
    That this world would be found, not lost
    Gave ... His life ... on the cross ... for ... you ... and ... me
    © Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:11 Lyrics Voices In The Wind (Out Of Backwards)

    instrumental

  • 03:07 Lyrics Winter Snow
    Written by: Tom Hesse; Mark Brine

    Winter snow ... has turned to rain
    1. Oh, my sweet lily white
    I will stand by you, tonite
    For your pedals must never fall
    Your beauty brings hope to all
    2. Sitting lonely ... in a field
    A special fragrance ... you do yield
    For it is that time of year
    when trees start their leaves to bear
    3.Winter snow has turned to rain
    She will come and meet me again
    Meanwhile, I’ll love ... only you
    ‘til Jack Frost steals away the dew
    Winter snow ... has turned to rain
    ©1967/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:47 Lyrics The Carol Theme (Conclusion)

    instrumental 

Return of the Drifter(Moralistic songs & recitations.. accordin' to MARK)

by Mark Brine

Released 2010
Wild Oats Records (Nashville, Tenn.)
Released 2010
Wild Oats Records (Nashville, Tenn.)

  • 04:31 Lyrics Come Back, Luke The Drifter (the Real Answer Song!)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Intro:
    "Come back, Woody Guthrie".. Yeah, I've heard that song before
    'n I know the man that wrote it... his intentions, they were pure
    Still, I can't help disagreein'.. 'bout what is ailin' us today
    Yeah, I see it all so different.. So, here it what I've got to say
    Chorus:
    Come Back, Luke the Drifter... Lord knows we need you more
    (2. We need you more today)
    Tell ole Woody Guthrie.. that we miss him, that's f' sure
    (2.that we miss him,but he can stay...'cause..)
    But, politics (2. Unions) ain't the problem.. no,
    they won't fix what's wrong t'day (2. they won't fix this anyway)
    Come Back, Luke the Drifter.. there's been a serious 'fallin' away'
    (2. Lord knows, we need you more t'day)
    1. Luke, you always told us .. just exactly how it was..
    y' never compromised, or patronized.. or minced your words, because..
    you knew what folks.. needed most.. 'n where they'd find the better way
    'n those parables that you put in song.. are just as relevant today
    2. Yeah, Luke, you tried to warn us 'bout what the love of money
    could do..
    'n how, if we didn't help our neighbor.. we could wind up like that too
    'n you told us, just like Jesus.. who you proudly sang of too
    that a house of gold.. will never save your soul... like a heart that's good 'n true
    3."Do unto others.. as you would have done to you"
    Luke, that's been thrown away 'n replaced today.. with a moral code, completely new
    yes, an idolatry 'n greed.. that beats all 'n everything.. even God, 'n family 'n country...
    So, we need the hope that you would bring... Yeah...
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 05:48 Lyrics Return Of The Drifter
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Down a celestial railway
    I watched the hobo come
    guitar strapped ‘n singin’ out ...
    the lonesome song he strummed ...
    approaching in this vision
    the world he’d left behind
    a message in his melody
    prophetic and sublime ...
    2. Returning with a warning
    to heed his haunting words
    that echoed thru the bleakness
    though distant, still I heard him singing ...
    “A train bound for glory
    will rattle soon this track
    just beyond the sunset
    it’s pounding its way back ...
    3. So turn from all your idols ...
    do not put your trust in me
    for I am but a messenger
    of a much greater majesty
    no, put your house in order
    do not tarry for it’s late”
    then I watched the drifter’s notes ascend
    as the dawning day did break
    4. Yes, and as I raised my eyes to follow (them)
    from this feverish sleep, I woke
    the scene burning in my mem’ry ... with all
    the words that he had spoke
    and in the dim light of my room
    in my tremblin’ state, I wrote
    this vision I had witnessed
    that it might put to note ... (Yes ...)
    ©Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:49 Lyrics Where Have All The Children Gone? (to An Endless Holocaust!)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus 1 & 3:
    Where have all the children gone?.. oh, so many lost...
    Where Have All the Children Gone? … will there ever be a cost?
    (3.Did they calculate the cost?)
    Where Have All the Children Gone? .. over, oh so many years?
    Where Have All the Children Gone? .. 'n will there ever be a tear?
    (3.Well, maybe now's the time for tears!)
    1. Each day, you hear another person say..
    "Illegal immigration is stealin' away.. 
    those unskilled jobs with minimal starting pay
    that the poor 'n younger people'd be doin' today... Yeah, but...
    Chorus 2:
    Where Have All the Children Gone? .. that would have worked those jobs?
    Where Have All the Children Gone? .. to an Endless Holocaust!...
    Yes, Where Have All the Children Gone? .. 'n tho, two wrongs don't make a right ..
    But, Where Have All the Children Gone? .. What an awful oversight!
    2. Everything in Nature has its place... dam a river here..'n somewhere's down the way...
    You cut off life's supply, until one day..
    You turn around.. 'n all that you can say....is....
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:17 Lyrics The Paper God
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. And they made a paper god
    and upon it they put a face
    ‘n they worshipped it ‘n honored it ...
    all thru-out their days
    conquering and killin’ for ... its Almighty sake
    that they might share in the power of ...
    this paper god so great ...
    Chorus:
    Yes, the paper god ... the paper god
    2. and it created class distinctions
    between the peoples of the land
    prejudice ‘n favoritism to the
    ones it came to hand
    and the nations of this world agreed
    that all would serve this king
    and those who wouldn’t should perish
    without the basic needed thing ... yeah, the ...
    3. and in their quest to serve it
    its followers destroyed the land
    ravagin and robbing it ...
    'til not a living thing did stand
    ‘n the children cried in hunger
    to a multitude of ears
    that were deaf  ‘n unconcerned ... and for
    their greed, they wouldn’t share ... the ...
    4. and in all the words they said ...
    they praised it up on high
    ‘til at last it was revealed
    and the truth came to their eyes ...
    and they saw that they’d been hurtin’ themselves ...
    ‘n it was only them to fault
    for all’a the wrongs that were around them
    from their false god, they exhalt ... yes ... the ...
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:06 Lyrics Mr. Are-you-jesus?
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Three business men in an airport
    rushin’ to catch a flight
    knocked over a display of flowers ... 
    worked by a girl who had no sight
    Yes, a blind girl, that when hearing it ...
    just broke down into tears
    then, scurried to the floor ... upon her knees ...
    she tried so hard to gather it near
    2. Then the three men, in realizin’ ... slowed to look
    but time was pressed
    They thought to return and help her
    but a wristwatch won the test
    All except for one, so moved, he yelled
    to the others running on
    “Call my wife, tell her, I’ll catch the next flight”
    Then he started back, when they were gone
    Chorus 1:
    Mr. Are you Jesus? .. the blind girl
    said as she looked over
    with tears still welled-up in her eyes
    as the man bent to the floor
    Mr. are you Jesus?   ... Yes, he could
    hear that in his ears
    far beyond that very moment ... and into passing years
    3. Did you ever stop to consider ... just how much
    we affect each other’s lives
    and how one moment given, unselfishly
    Can be seen in another’s eyes ... yes
    It goes beyond all words ... and
    beyond all human sight
    when we, like Jesus, stoop down to help one another
    and become His earthly light
    Chorus 2:
    So, Mr. Are you Jesus?  and if you say
    You follow Him
    Does it show itself in times like these ... If not ...
    I’ll ask you once again
    Mr.  Are you Jesus?  ... f’ someday we’ll all
    hear that in our ears
    far beyond these fleeting moments ‘n into
    Eternity’s endless years ...
    ©2007 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:17 Lyrics In My Son's Eyes
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Y' know, I once had a bit of a drinkin' problem
    but, I was saved by a little boy
    'cause, every time I looked at him
    he'd just fill my heart with joy
    -'n I knew my wrong would destroy his world
    so, I focused in on him
    'n I learned what love.. truly was.. 'n it became
    all so simple then
    Chorus:
    'cause, In My Son's Eyes.. I saw God's lookin' back at me...
    innocent 'n so precious (2. needin').. 'n trusting, oh so, hopefully
    that I could be... everything that he.. needed me to be...
    Yes, In My Son's Eyes.. I saw God's starin' back at me
    (Tag: Yes, In my little boy's eyes...I saw, etc.)
    2. Y' know, true love is surrenderin'.. 'n goin' without..
    for someone else..
    yes, giving up things we know (deep down).. only serve ourselves
    Yeah, 'n many will say, "I'd die for you"... 'n as heroic as that might seem
    they never realize the two-fold truth of what.. that really 'n truly can mean...
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:29 Lyrics To Gain The World
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Of all the dreams and wishes
    I’ve cherished with deep love
    There’s none so great as yearning
    to be with my Lord above
    The ultimate ... eternal love
    We all have strived to reach
    But all fall short as numerous
    As the sands upon the beach
    Chorus:
    And even if I gained the world
    To lose God in the end
    Life would be fruitless as the moment it began
    What would I accomplish when it’s too late then?
    To gain the world and lose God in the end
    That’s where my eyes look to,
    That’s where my heart strays
    And it’s just so hard to live for it
    In this world we live today
    And sometimes I feel lost,
    but in my deepest dreams
    I hope that in this sea of life
    My Lord will throw a rescue rope
    ©1989 /Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:15 Lyrics The Old Bag Lady
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. The old bag lady ... she nursed her coffee
    ‘til the manager came ‘n sent her away
    from the warmth of the restaurant ...
    Into the dark city’s cold nite
    Frightened ‘n alone ... to await the break ‘a day
    2. The old bag lady ... wouldn’t go to the mission
    ‘cause everybody knows ... It’s more dangerous there
    for a  woman or a young boy ... they’re just the right prey
    for the strong and the drunk men ...
    that are always hangin’ ‘ round
    Chorus:
    The old bag lady ... you’ve seen her kind around
    ‘n maybe you turned your head to pretend
    not t’ see what you had found
    ‘n folks’ll tell ya, that sin ...
    Is just the wrong things that ya do
    But, ya know, it’s just as much the things that ya don’t ...
    Yeah, that’s just as Gospel truth
    3. The mornin’s bitter wind cut like a knife
    Down the iced ‘n glazin’ alley
    As the dawn’s frozen sun shed
    It’s lite on the place ... where the ...
    Old bag lady ... lie silenced forever
    Just another victim of neglect
    Of an uncaring human race
    ©/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:53 Lyrics (ain't No Such Thing As A) Good Thief
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. There ain’t’ no such thing as a good thief
    The Lord says ‘Thou shalt not steal’
    Just remember what you sow, brother,
    that's exactly what you’re gonna yield ... no ...
    (tag: Tenfold... you’re gonna yield)
    Chorus:
    There ain’t no such thing as a good thief
    No such thing at all (in this world)
    You can justify it any way you like ...
    But, a wrong don’t ever make a right
    (ain’t ever gonna be a right)
    2. Now, maybe you’re desirin’ your neighbor’s wife
    you might like his automobile
    There ain’t nuthin’ wrong with wishin’ you had ‘em, man
    It’s when you stoop low enough to steal ... and ...
    3. It don’t have to be material possessions
    No, there’s all kinds’a robberies goin’ on
    “They’ll rob you with a  6-gun or a fountain pen”
    that’s what Mr. Woody Guthrie said in his song ... 'n there ...
    4. Now you can call it competition or just plain business
    Talk ‘til you face is blue
    but when you take something that ain’t rightfully yours Mr.
    somebody’s gettin’ the screw ... ‘n ...
    5. You might think I’m pointin’ the finger at you
    Personally ... all I can say is if that’s how you take it
    Then it’s your own guilty conscience workin’ at ya, brother
    Wear it if the shoe fits ... ‘cause ...
    ©1988 /Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:56 Lyrics (Why Can't I Know It All) Like When I Was A Kid
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. These days I find myself livin’ in doubt
    Reconsiderin’ things I was once so sure about
    Re-evaluatin’ everything I ever did
    But why can’t I know it all ... like when I was a kid
    2. What once seemed so natural ... appears silly now ‘n all wrong
    What I once thought was weak ... has turned out t ‘ be strong
    Yeah, the questions they just get harder ... the longer that ya live
    But why can’t I know it all ... like when I was a kid
    Chorus:
    Why can’t I know it all ... or at least pretend
    That I got it all together ... like I use t’ way back then
    Why can’t I fool myself... like all the people I once did
    Yes, why can’t I know it all ... like when I was a kid
    3. Ya know, it use t’ be a cinche t’ blame everyone else
    For the wrong things that I did ... now, I only ... got myself
    ‘n the more I consider things ... the more I can’t fig’re things
    ‘cause just knowin’ what the outcomes bring
    It all just don’t seem worth the sufferings ... but ...
    ©1990 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:22 Lyrics Gotta Get Back To God
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Gotta get back to God
    Been driftin’ away too long (2.been driftin’ in sin too long)
    I gotta get back to my Lord
    Before all my chances are gone (2. before all hope is gone)
    It’s all so easy ... to fall in sin
    You turn around ... you’ve done it again
    ‘n man don’t live ... by bread alone
    I need His strength to keep goin’ on ... ‘n so I ...
    It’s a crazy world ... you get involved
    You lose yourself ... ‘til nothing’s solved
    ‘n I need a friend ... that’s always there
    And I can’t find one ... 'round here, anywhere ... ‘n so I ...
    ©1988 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:59 Lyrics Calling Down The Road
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Sometimes I think I hear someone calling (me) ...
    Calling down the road
    There’s no sorrow ... I’m gonna walk ...
    Right down that road
    Often times, I've realized
    that life’s not here for good
    Time is passin’ me ... yes
    ‘n I always knew it would
    Chorus:
    His voice is music to my ears
    Calling me on ... thru all my toils and my fears
    Calling me onward ... yeah, calling me home ...
    Calling me (on) down the road
    ©1991 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

Return to Americana

by Mark Brine

Released 2010
KJK Recordings
Released 2010
KJK Recordings
Recorded in 1981 and originally released in 1985. Now on CD for the first time!
  • 02:41 Lyrics Honey, We're Gonna Rise Above It
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Honey, try’n understand ... I’m doin’ all I can
    but getting’ by these days ... it just ain’t easy on a man
    But that’s all gonna change someday ... and though I don’t
    know how or when ... but ...
    you and me, we’re gonna see the good times once again
    Chorus:
    Honey, we’re gonna rise above it ... just you wait and see
    No, let’s not let these bad times get the best of you and me ... no ...
    Don’t lose faith, just keep believin’ and give it time for me
    ‘cause, honey, we’re gonna rise above  it ... just you wait and see
    (And)
    2. Honey, you know ‘s well as me that life’s all ups and downs
    One day you’re flyin’ high ... the very next you’re on the ground
    But, that’s the way it goes ... no life ain’t always like it should
    But, the bad ... why that’s the thing that makes us appreciate the good
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 02:32 Lyrics There's Still a Still on Stillman's Hill
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Law folks, they been up there
    County sheriff said ... “if any of
    them Stillmans found, they’re
    wanted “live’ or 'dead'
    But, no one ain’t seen nothin’
    And I doubt they ever will
    ‘cause, everybody’s glad, there’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    2. White house sent their letters
    District courthouse had a meet
    Sent out the militia ... 600 ... 50 men on feet
    Combin’ that whole area
    with orders ‘shoot to kill’
    But, they all come down agreein’,
    There’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    Chorus:
    There’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    'n I hope there always will
    ‘least until I get my fill, tho, I doubt I ever will
    Let me look for dis and DAT, as long as they distill
    ‘cause, me, I live to know there’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    3. Now, granny’s Sunday chittlin’
    They still taste the way they did
    That recipe’s her secret pride
    She’s tried to keep it hid
    But I know why it’s so deeelicious
    I always take my fill
    And thank the Lord, at grace, there’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    4. Last Saturday night I calls my gal
    Said, “Honey, whatcha know ...
    Why don’t you and me get dressed
    and up that hill we’ll go”
    Monday mornin’ we come back ... 'n I’ll admit a little ill
    But, we can testify, there’s still a still on Stillman’s hill
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 03:29 Lyrics Sorry...Gone Fishin'
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Someday you’re gonna come back ... lookin’ for me
    Someday when your heart starts t’ missin’
    You’re gonna come to my door ... But I won’t be there no more
    There’ll just be a note that says ... “Sorry ... Gone fishin’”
    Chorus:
    Sorry gone fishin’ ‘n I doubt I’ll be back
    ‘cause there’s too many fish t’ be catchin’
    I tried for so long to warn you but you just wouldn’t listen
    (2. Wouldn’t pay attention)
    So, now it’s too late ...
    (2. So like I said)
    Sorry ... Gone fishin’
    2. I’ll be down at the stream
    Yeah, you know what I mean
    When ya come back lookin’ for this one
    But, there’ll be no one to find
    No, you won’t be on my mind
    ‘cause, like I said ...
    Sorry ... Gone fishin’
    ©1982 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:14 Lyrics To Himself, He Was Ole Jimmie Rodgers
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. He was a hillbilly singer from way back
    And he musta been eighty years old
    With a beat-up old hat ... and a long overcoat
    And, I swear, he was thin as a pole
    2. And the crowd tried hard not to laugh
    As he sang them ole songs out of tune
    And strummed on a guitar that looked like it been
    In a pawn shop that same afternoon
    Chorus 1:
    But, to himself, he was ole Jimmie Rodgers
    Yo-da-lee-da-lo-da-lay-hee—eeee
    But when he’d walk off that stage ... he’d be just as unknown
    As when his dream of success came to be
    3. He just couldn’t keep time to the rhythm
    Of the song he was singin’ so loud
    I could tell he’d been through a whole lot more
    In spite of ‘em all, he was proud
    4. Then he told everyone, he was famous one time
    And he’d sang once behind Patsy Cline
    Then some wise guy stood up and shouted
    “Get off and I’ll buy you some wine”
    Chorus 2:
    But, to himself, he was ole Jimmie Rodgers
    I-dee-oh-da-lee-da-lay-hee—eeee
    But he was singin’ so bad, it just made me feel sad
    Almost like they was laughin’ at me
    5. The old man just kept right on tryin’
    But his eyes showed the sign of a tear
    ‘cause, the hard facts of failure were so hard to face
    For a man, I could tell had been there
    Chorus 3:
    But, to himself, he had been Jimmie Rodgers
    Yo-dee-oh-da-lee-da-lay-hee—eeee
    But when he walked off that stage, he was all washed-up
    It just taken a whole lifetime too see...
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 04:08 Lyrics Them Good Ole Days
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. I remember drinkin’ cola (or: Moxie) in the summertime
    sittin’ ‘round the old corner store
    Listenin’ to the stories that the old men told
    ‘about their women ... Their cars ‘n the war
    Yeah, I recall it very vivid ... those days of yesteryear
    Them childhood mem’ries so dear
    That little neighborhood was my whole world
    ‘n nothin’ else mattered beyond there ... in ...
    Chorus:
    Them good ole days ... them good ole days
    Livin’ was so easy back then
    Them good ole days ... them good ole days
    If I could only be there again ... oouuuu ...
    Them good ole days
    2. Summer nights my grand-dad, he’d take me down the square
    just t’ sit ‘n watch the trucks roll by
    We’d stay ‘til it was late ‘n then go get an ice cream cone
    ‘n I’d be just so satisfied ... in ...
    3. The mischief I’d get into ... the little girls I’d tease
    The never-endin’ school days, I’d sit
    starin’ out the window at the grown-up world
    Just wishin’ I could get in it
    ‘n now it’s so ironic ... ‘cause here I am
    workin’ for the man ev’ryday
    Starin’ out the window at the little kids outside
    just wishin’ I could find me a way ... back to ...
    ©1982 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:36 Lyrics Hillbilly Song
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. There’s a hillbilly song and it’s playin’
    Oh, Darlin’, please come ‘n dance with me
    Hear the fiddle, guitar and the dobro
    And the stand-up bass thumpin’ in beat
    Would ya please, darlin’, please come to me
    And waltz to the shinin’ down moon
    ‘cause, there’s a hillbilly song and it’s playin’
    And it’s, oh, such a romantic tune
    Chorus:
    There’s a hillbilly song and it’s playin’
    I can feel your soft touch as we’re swayin’
    And there’s nothin’ in the world that could steal me away ...
    When there’s a hillbilly song and it’s playin’
    2. In your ear you can hear my soft whisper
    Oh, darlin’, please ... come 'n dance with me
    to a place just a ways that I know of where alone we can finally be
    beneath the stars and a tree that’s there waitin’
    In the meadow we’ll softly be layin’
    Makin’ love ‘neath the moon to an enchanted tune ... ‘cause
    There’s a hillbilly song and it’s playin’
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 02:40 Lyrics Gonna Move My Shoes
    Written by: Mark Brine
    I ain’t stickin’ ‘round New Orleans
    I’m coming back home Tennessee
    Where my darlin’ gal’s in a mountain home
    Patiently waitin’ on me
    Chorus:
    I’m gonna move my shows and outrun them blues
    Back to my Tennessee home
    (2. state)...I'm ...
    Tired of the rounds and workin’ the grounds
    (2. Headed ‘fore it gets too late)
    I’m tired of being alone
    I ain’t gonna stop off in Memphis
    There’s too much of a risk involved
    That momma, she’s waitin’ out on them front stairs
    With a bottle of cheap alcohol
    No plans of coming back
    I’m leavin’ this city on a railroad track
    I miss the old gang and the
    songs that we sang
    I ain’t even waiting to pack
    ©1977 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 04:27 Lyrics Wrong Side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Midday leanin’ up against an iron lamp post
    Intersection of Bourbon Street and Toulouse
    Tourist passin’ with lotsa green (stuff) down in their wallets
    But, me I’m on the wrong side lookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues
    Met Miss Rattlesnake Annie back up in (Meridian) Mississippi
    She tried t’ warn me but it’s just never no use
    She said “Son, you’re gonna starve down there in Louisiana
    Y’know them people down there just ain’t heard your kinda news
    You are gonna be stranded on the WRONG SIDE OF THE BOURBON ST. BLUES
    Chorus:
    Think I’ll go down t’ Jackson Square ain’t got nothin more t’ lose
    Set-up on the sidewalk ‘n sing for spare change ‘cause there’s no doubt about it
    We’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Yeah, there’s no doubt about it brother
    We’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Think I sang about this place once in a very vicarious-type premonition
    Said I was gonna move my shoes, yeah, I ain’t gonna be sticken’ ‘round here no more
    I’m gonna out-run them Bourbon St. Blues yeah, I’m gonna move my shoes
    'N out-run them Bourbon St. Blues ‘cause I ain’t gonna be on the wrong side
    Lookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues
    ©1995 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 03:27 Lyrics Won't Be Comin' Back (Gotta Move My Shoes)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. When you see me on the railroad track ... walkin’, talkin’,
    It’s a fact that, gal, I’m really leavin’ ‘n I won’t be comin’ back
    ‘cause, I’ve told ya time ‘n time again ‘n every time since way back when
    Ya never paid a single-mind ‘n now, we’ve reached the end ...
    Chorus:
    I gotta move my shoes ‘cause, gal, I told you a thousand times
    I could count ‘em for you down the line...one...two... three ... four
    2. I’m just not the kinda guy t’ harp ‘n harp on reasons why
    I let it live ‘n let it die ... please no more alibis
    ‘cause, baby, it just ain’t no use...had every chance...ain’t no excuse
    Gonna travel on ... soon be gone ‘n I won’t be comin’ back ...
    Chorus 2:
    I won’t be comin’ back ... Cause, gal, I warned you a thousand times
    Need I count ‘em for ya down the line...one...two... three ... four
    (continue to 8 or 9 on beat)
    3. So many days...so many nights...too many tears...too many fights
    I just can’t find one reason ... ya know deep down, I'm right
    ‘cause nuthin’s like it used t’ be ... it’s all but gone for you ‘n me
    ‘n all that’s left t’ do now is to set each other free
    4. For there’s no love between us now ... the only thing between us now
    Is bitter hearts ‘n broken vows ‘n that’ll never do, no how
    So, when you see me in the fadin’ dawn ... just close your door ‘n carry on
    And don’t leave the ole portch light on, ‘cause I won’t be comin’ back
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Baseball Benny (The Baseball Strike Song)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. Baseball Benny ... he was goin’ crazy ... he didn’t know what t’ do
    When the baseball strike was goin’ on ... he was really losin’ his cool
    Bitin’ his nails ‘n when all-else failied ... you’d find him at a little league game
    Up in the bleachers...squintin’ his features like an addict withdrawing in pain
    2. But now that the call is to play ball ... even tho, he’s a fanatical fan
    He’s feelin’ betrayed but what can ya say ... I guess, the little guy gets it again
    Still, Benny’s a sport...he’s just that sort ...hangin’ in there just like an old pro
    Buyin’ his ticket ‘stead’a tellin’ ‘em t’ stick it...ain’t that always the way it goes
    Chorus:
    Baseball Benny ... (Baseball Benny) was climbin’ the stadium walls
    But Baseball Benny (Baseball Benny) je’s feelin’ just like he’s been thrown a super curve ball
    3. Take me out to the ballgame, why that was Benny’s favorite song
    He’d sing it, he’d hum it, he’d whistle, he’d work t’ it, it kept him keepin’ on
    But now h don’t know what he’s feelin’ ... you could say he’s a little confused
    'cause, more ‘n more it’s (been) soundin’ like the take-me-out-t’-the ballgame blues
    ©1988 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Here's To The Vietnam Vet
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Here’s a song for the Vietnam Vet
    A belated thanks with the utmost respect
    For his gallantry, brave ... that we should never forget
    Yes, here’s to the Vietnam Vet
    2. Here’s to his understanding and stride
    When he came back to only be denied
    By the county he fought for ... yes, that’s what he fought for
    And God bless the many that died ... yes ...
    Chorus:
    Here’s to the Vietnam Vet
    From the war we’d all like to forget
    Whatever the cause ... he gave us his best
    So, here’s to the Vietnam Vet
    ©1982 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 04:06 Lyrics Blue Roses

    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Mr. Florist ... could you fill an order that, I know, might sound strange. 
    But I'd like to send them to the lady that used to wear my name. 
    Blue Roses ... if ya have them.. might express the way I feel
    'cause, even tho, it's been some time.. my love for her's still real. 
    Chorus: Blue Roses and a note that says Je t'aime ... pour la vie. 
    'Cause, she might think I'm over her ..but that's just never gonna be. 
    And even if it's too late, I'd like to still send them along
    so, she'll know I'm really sorry that I treated her so wrong. 
    There always was a special place.. for roses in her heart. 
    And, I was like that too, once.. but, now we're worlds apart. 
    And I know, now.. what she meant to me.  I was just too blind to see. 
    But, it's better late than never and, there might still be time, so please. 
    ©1983 Mark Brine - Streets of Gold Music (ASCAP)
NOTES
"Brine probably single-handedly shaped the Americana genre by releasing "RETURN TO AMERICANA" in 1985, a time when today's current Americana artists were still being called 'Country' or 'Blues' artists (if, indeed, they were even recording yet!)" - Dave Sichak (www.hillbilly-music.com)

LIVE in a Field of Bluegrass

by Mark "Smokey Lonesome" Brine

Released 2009
Wild Oats Records
Released 2009
Wild Oats Records
Old-time bluegrass at its very best.
  • 03:07 Lyrics Back in the Country

    Written by: Eddy Raven

     

    When was the last time
    You got up before the sun
    And watched while the night and day
    Melted into one?

    When was the last time
    You really looked at rain
    Dripping down the gutter
    Splashing on the window-pane?

    My fondest memories
    Are tied around these things
    Sunday school, bedtime rules
    Grandma's squeaky swing

    Sneaking out behind the barn
    My love would meet me there
    Tripping in the hallway
    Over Grandpa's rocking chair

    Back in the country
    Now I know you're gonna say
    Back in the country
    Don't you wish that you had stayed

    Back in the country
    Where the roses still grow wild
    Back in the country
    Where you walked those country miles

    When was the last time
    You saw sundown through a tree
    Sitting on the front porch
    In a cool evenin' breeze

    When was the last time
    That you heard a Bobwhite song
    When was the last time
    I'll bet it's been too long

    Back in the country
    Now I know you're gonna say
    Back in the country
    Don't you wish that you had stayed

    Back in the country
    Where the roses still grow wild
    Back in the country
    Where you walked those country miles

    © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

  • 03:36 Lyrics Dear Jesse
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    Jesse was a good boy, he didn't mean nobody harm
    He just loved young Ginny with a love that was so strong
    Whatever you are wantin', Ginny, I will fetch for you
    Bring me but a gold ring, I can wear in thoughts of you, just
    Chorus:
    A gold ring, I can wear in thoughts of you, DEAR JESSE (oh)
    Jesse took a pistol from his daddy's woodshed door
    'N went down to the city-near 'n robbed the jewelry store
    In the chase that followed, frightened Jesse killed a man
    'N stole away upon a train with the ring still in his hand
    In the days that followed, a note come with the mail
    With the ring he'd stole for Ginny "Wear it without fail
    Soon there came the news of Jesse's capture 'n return
    Murder first degree 'n death by hanging soon they learned
    Ginny came up to the jail, she came upon his cell
    Jesse made her promise of the ring she'd never tell
    The scaffold holds my true love all my dreams 'n everything
    'N I stand in the shadow clutchin' to dear Jesse's ring
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:31 Lyrics New Blue Yodel
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers he done start it
     'N I'm 'a gonna see it through
     Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     'Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     Yeah, its just like one big circle
     It's bound t' come around again
     You know the blues been with us
     Ever since the world began
     Adam and Eve done start it
     Back when the world began
     'N its bound t' still be with us
     When the good Lord He returns again
     It don't matter where you're from
     Its only where ya goin' to
     How can ya go forward
     When you're always lookin' back of you
     Yeah, even Jimmie, he'd tell ya
     Its time t' look t' new
     So, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Yeah, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers, he done start it (I know)
     But I'm gonna see it through
    ©1992 Black Pottery Music(BMI)/Rig Rock Songs(BMI)
  • 02:59 Lyrics Light of the World
    Written by: Mark Brine
    You are the light of the world
    You are the light of the world
    The candles in the darkness ...
    God’s word forever harks us (the Lord’s word ever harks us)
    Yes, you are the light of the world
    1. Our duty is to serve Him ... It ain’t somethin’ that we choose
    We were given life thru grace ‘n with it comes our share’s dues
    ‘n what He wants is what’s best for us ... our welfare, His concern
    ‘n in that He commands us to let our love-lite always burn ... yes ...
    2. With all of those around us who are cold and in the dark
    ‘n have lost the light of hope ‘n faith ... It makes it hard t’ start
    But, no matter what the world does ... It all comes back to you
    Yeah, the light you save might be your own, so keep it shinin’ thru ... yes ...
    ©1987 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:45 Bob Perilla's Intro (Dialog)
  • 03:39 Lyrics Wreck on the Highway

    Written by: Dixon 

     

    Who did you say it was brother?
    Who was it fell by the way?
    When whiskey and blood run together
    Did you hear anyone pray?

    CHORUS
    I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother
    I didn't hear nobody pray
    I heard the crash on the highway
    But, I didn't hear nobody pray

    When I heard the crash on the highway
    I knew what it was from the start
    I went to the scene of destruction
    And a picture was stamped on my heart

    There was whiskey and blood all together
    Mixed with glass where they lay
    Death played her hand in destruction
    But I didn't hear nobody pray

    I wish I could change this sad story
    That I am now telling you
    But there is no way I can change it
    For somebody's life is now through

  • 00:30 Song Intro (Dialog)
  • 03:53 Lyrics The Briley Boys

    Chorus:
    They were the Briley Boys... 'n their name still rings today
    They were the Briley Boys.. 'n for the dead men, they must pay

    They lit out from Mecklenburg... one sunny morn in June
    'n they run like Hell, 'cause they knew too well.. the dogs would chase 'em soon
    James, he was an evil man.. Linwood, just as bad.. the simple souls of eleven men
    had paid with all they had... yeah...

    They were born in Richmond town.. a city of the South
    'n had but little to themselves...'n lived from hand-to-mouth
    scarcely did their Mother know... her son's had turn to crime
    but, when the die was finally cast... its face read 'Killing Time'....

    They were found in Philly Town... hiding in a shack...
    'n they had sworn that no law man.. would ever bring them back..
    But, when the dust had finally cleared.. those brothers laid in chains
    The Law (Lord) will ride in judgment.. 'n they will never kill again...
    ©2000 Bob Perilla- Pigtown Publishing (BMI)

  • 00:19 Song Intro (Dialog)
  • 03:19 Lyrics Whippin' That Ole T.B.

    Written by:  Jimmie Rodgers

     

    De-yodel-ay-ee, oh-lay-ee, oh-de-lee-da-lay-dee

    Listen all you rounders, you ought to be like me
    Don't worry about consumption, even if they call it T.B.

    De-yodel-ay-ee, a-lay-ee, oo-de-lee-da-lay-dee

    T.B., T.B., some say tonic is fine
    You take all your medicine you want, I'll take good liquor for mine

    De-yodel-ay-ee, a-lay-ee, oo-de-lee-da-lay-ee

    Oh, the hospital and the doctor, done everything they could (Lord, Lord)
    Happiness and the sunshine, Lord, it's done me all the good

    De-yodel-ay-ee, a-lay-ee, oo-de-lee-da-lay-ee

    Don't let that old T.B ever get you down (don't let it get you down)
    First they want your insurance, then they want to plant you in the ground

    Oh-de-lee-eee-eee-eee (spoken: play it boy, play that thing)

    Just in your mind your troubles you forgot
    Because good old contentment, it's going to help you a lot

    De-yodel-ay-ee, a-lay-ee, oo-de-lee-da-lay-ee

    Ain't no use to worry, no use to lay down and die
    Cause nine times out of ten ain't nobody will cry

    De-yodel-ay-ee, a-lay-ee, oo-de-lee-da-lay-ee

    © Peer International Corporation

  • 00:06 Song Intro (Dialog)
  • 04:16 Lyrics Road Rage Blues (Horatio's Ride)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. ‘Twas in the year of 1903 ... the 23rd day of May
    Dr. Harotio Jackson set out from Frisco by the bay ...
    Yes, it was a fifty dollar wager that had prompted the whole ordeal
    To cross the entire US of A for the first time in an automobile
    2. So, with his trusty dog and mechanic ... Bud and Sewell, respectively
    They headed straight for the East Coast with thick googles on all three
    Yes, in his open-top 2 cylinder ... Winton, they began
    Defying unpaved ‘n dusty, ole roads ... for no highways had yet stretched this land
    3. Up through the Rocky Mountains with no fuel pump for to aide
    Having to drive in reverse up the steep, treacherous, deathly grades
    Then down through the swamps and the barren plains in 2 months time They came ... 
    at last to New York City ‘n to immediate national acclaim
    4. The mad doctor from Vermont ... they had called him before …
    Now a hero in their eyes ... Horatio Nelson Jackson with Bud and Sewell by his side
    Yeah, I guess it just goes to show you ... If you’re patient and you believe
    And keep your eyes set on the prize ... you’re bound to eventually succeed
    5. So, listen all you heated motorists ... yes, you drivers with road rage
    Thank your lucky stars you’re sitting on a road that’s smooth and paved
    And the next time you feel like lashing-out at your neighbor on the road
    Just think of ole Horatio’s ride ‘n it’ll surely lighten your load
    Yes, just think of ole Horatio’s drive ‘n be grateful you’re even on a road!
    ©2008 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:31 Lyrics Factory Boy

    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. You see him, early mornings as he stumbles in sight
    His hat brim pulled down to block the daybreak light
    His paper sack sways as he trudges on
    past the little corner store and then he’s gone
    Chorus:
    Factory boy ... Factory boy
    Got no time for childhood toys
    (2. You got dreams but no time to enjoy ‘cause you’re prisoned)
    (3. You got a dream you long to enjoy)
    Imprisoned in the world of the adult employed
    Oouu ... oouu ... oouu ... factory boy (2x)
    2. Through the chain-linked fence ... Come lunchtime break
    You see his sad face starin’ out lookin’ so forsaked
    The world is slippin’ by ... he turns his head away
    And stumbles ‘cross the yard to resume the working day
    3. In the cool night air, he walks the freight yard tracks
    Headin’ for home ... he never looks back
    He only stares ahead and wishes for the day
    When these winding railroad tracks will lead forever far away.

    ©1986 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP) 
  • Lyrics Fortunes

    Written by: OLA BELLE REED

     There are FORTUNES in a life time
     All our money cannot buy
     Like the tiny little snowflake
     Slowly floating down from the sky
     There are wonders never ceasing
     Created by our Master's hand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land
     Chorus:

     Oh the rich man with all of his money
     All of his silver and all of his gold
     He can’t buy one breath of life
     Or a home for his weary (eternal) soul
     For that is bought and it is paid for (already)
     By the blood of the blessed Lamb
     Yes the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land
     There are fortunes in a teardrop
     There are fortunes in a smile
     In the face of a weary pilgrim
     Or the face of a little child
     There are fortunes right in your Bible
     If you'll read it well then you'll understand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God’s promised land
    © Midstream Music (BMI)
  • 03:17 Lyrics Thank God, Thank God

    Written by: Braxton Schuffert

     

    1. There was a time my soul was lost
    not knowing to me what it would cost
    walking the streets of sin without a goal
    then, Jesus came, one day...'n He washed my sins away
    Thank God, thank God.. He saved my soul

    Chorus:
    Thank God, Thank God.. He promised me
    that I had won the victory
    that my hand He would hold.. as we walked the streets of Gold
    Thank God, Thank God.. He saved my soul

    2. As I walk this road of life... all my sorrows are gone
    I can oft hear the hallelujahs roll...
    for since Jesus came...God bless His Holy name
    Thank God, Thank God.. He saved my soul

    3.Thank God for what you've done
    to send your only Son.. to tell a story that's often been told...
    Yes... To bring His Holy Word... to this ole sinful world
    Thank God, Thank God... He saved my soul...
    ©2000 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 03:20 Lyrics California Blues (Blue Yodel #4)

    Written by: Jimmie Rodgers

     

    Well I'm goin' to California
    Where they sleep out every night
    I'm goin' to California
    Where they sleep out every night
    I'm leaving you, mama
    'Cause you know you don't treat me right

    Let me tell you somethin'
    Mama, that you don't know
    Let me tell you somethin'
    Good gal, that you don't know
    Well, I'm a do right papa
    And got a home everywhere I go

    Yeah, I got the California blues
    And I'm sure gonna leave you here, Lord, Lord
    I got the California blues
    And I'm sure gonna leave you here
    I may ride the blind, I ain't got no railroad fare

    Listen to me, mama
    While I sing this song
    Listen to your daddy
    Sing you this lonesome song
    You got me wearied now
    But I won't be wearied long

  • 03:07 Lyrics Ukelele Yodelin' Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE

     I'm a ukelele, ya harldy ever hear me these days
     Just a little ukelele, an instrument nobody plays
     So I got these blues, I feel so uke-less these days
     Ukelele-lay-lee, yeah, that's me
     I feel so little, man I feel 'bout two feet tall
     All them other instruments make me feel so small
     Yeah, my ole self-esteem, hardly got any left at all
     (so, I got these)
     Ukelele-nobody plays me blues
     Yes, no one seems t' need me, ain't this music business cruel
     I am obsolete ‘n useless, yeah it’s such a drag bein' so uncool
     'n wouldn't you know it, the only person who'd play me
     is some ole yodelin' fool, so I got these
     (Yeah, I got these) UKELELE YODELIN' BLUES
    ©2000 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 00:28 Song Intro (Dialog)
  • 02:34 Lyrics Fred, the Yodelin' Pig
    Written by:  Mark Brine

     Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him when he’s in his pen
     Hear him time ‘n time again
     Fred.. the yodeling pig
     Fred left the barnyard one day
     He felt he had to get away
     He traveled to the city
     All dirtied up ‘n gritty
     And he yodeled every step of the way
     ‘Cause Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him in the city
     All dirtied up ‘n gritty
     Fred the yodeling pig
     While Fred was in the city that day
     He met a big producer from LA
     He said, "Fred, I’ll make you a star
     You’ll be famous near ‘n far
     And you can yodel for your livin’ each day" so
     Fred is the yodeling pig
     He yodels everywhere he goes
     You can hear him on the silver screen
     Or drivin’ in his limousine
     Fred the yodelin' pig
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

Out On Luke's Highway

by Mark Brine

Released 2008
Wild Oats Records
Released 2008
Wild Oats Records
All new traditional country, the real kind.
  • 02:50 Lyrics I Wanna Duet With You
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1.With all the many songs that this world has to sing
    With all the songs that i have sung alone
    I don’t want my voice to be the echo of itself, no
    Harmony’s a voice that’s found a home and
    Chorus:
    I wanna duet with you, I really do
    Sing your song with mine anytime, anytime
    Whenever you are wantin’ ..be sure i’m wanting too
    ‘cause I wanna duet with you

    2. I look into your eyes and darlin’ I can see
    That life’s a lonely song you’ve sung alone
    Come here close to me and bring your melody
    We’ll make a song that we can call our own, yes..
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:11 Lyrics Common Sense
    Written by: Mark Brine

    Chorus:
    The long lost art of common sense
    ‘s been sold down the river at the world’s (2. Public’s/3.People’s) expense
    Wisdom’s on vacation   she’s sittin’ on a fence … with…
    (2.‘n now, we’re all eatin’ popcorn.. ‘n sittin’ on a fence.. watchin’..)
    (3.Yeah, logic’s in love.. ‘n she’s sittin’ on a fence… with…)
    The long, lost art of Common Sense…
    (Tag: Yes, the fog’s getting’ thicker..’n it’s gettin’ kinda dense.. All ‘cause of…)
    Yeah, you see it in the college..  especially those who teach
    The nutty professor intellect..  who thinks his job is just to preach
    Or the Hollywood movie stars.. who claim they know what’s right
    ’n how to run the world.. when they can’t even run their lives.. it’s..
    Yeah, you hear it on the news
    ‘n from people that you meet
    Even in some churches..  on the first day of the week
    ‘n it make ya kinda wonder where on earth it’s gonna end
    ‘n what tragedy it’s gonna take t’ get some sanity back again…it’s..
    ©2006 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 03:00 Lyrics Sweet Harmony

    SWEET HARMONY
    Written by:  Johnny Irwin


    An old man stops his taxi.. somewhere near the Bowery
    then he stacks a lady's groceries.. on the backseat for a tip
    and as they wind around the clovers (corners).. she is staring at his picture
    and then he hears his whole life.. on her lips

    "Say, you once were big on T.V. .. your singing style was Country
    you were married to Sweet Harmony.. is she still living too?"
    Then she tears off some brown bag.. and she hands it up for signing..
    Sweet Harmony... I signed for me and you...

    Chorus 1:
    Sweet Harmony.. couldn't live with me... and watch me die a falling star
    She landed on El Paso sands.. She married some big business man..
    Sweet Harmony and me.. we fell apart

    I went down... in the Bowery.. just like a match dropped in whiskey
    'til the price of my performance.. couldn't settle at the bar
    then, I made one more record.. but, I heard the age and the whiskey
    and the sounds that were missing.. broke my heart

    Chorus 2:
    Sweet Harmony.. How you shined with me...
    Through flames of fame and golden youth
    and now I drive a Bowery cab.. and when I sign an autograph...

    Sweet Harmony... I cry for me and you
    c2006 Miss Rebecca Music

     

  • 03:03 Lyrics Hands On You
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. When i get my hands on you.. oh, what a time we’ll have
    I’ve been missin’ you so much and i gotta get with you so bad
    I’m’a gonna lay some lovin’s on you ... ‘n you know what I’m talking about
    And baby when you think i’m done i just begun ‘cause we are gonna wear it out
    Chorus:
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can feel your tenderness and your soft caress
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can picture the things we’ll do ‘n ooouu what we’ll do
    When I get my hands on you

    2. When I get my arms around you, baby you ain’t getting no rest
    I’ve been so itchin’ for your huggin’ n kissin’ ‘n i ain’t gonna settle for less
    Yeah, you’ll just have t’ settle on in ‘cause it’s going take some time
    For me to attend to what i’m needin’ to tend to.. to get this missin’ you off my mind.
    Chorus 2:
    Ooooooouuuu ... I can feel your tender touch i’ve missed so much
    Ooooooouuuu ... I’m just dyin’ to do to you what  i’m fixin’ to do
    when i get my hands on you
     
    ©2006 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:19 Lyrics Little Buddy

    Written by: Hank Snow

     

    Broken hearted and so sad, golden curls all wet with tears,
    'twas a picture of sorrow to see.
    Kneeling close to the side of his pal and only pride,
    A little lad these words he told me.

    He was such a lovely doggie and to me he was such fun,
    but today as we played by the way
    A drunken man got mad at him because he barked in joy,
    He beat him and he's dying here today.

    Will you call the doctor please and tell him if he comes right now,
    he'll save my precious doggie 'cause I'll pray.
    Then he stroked the fluffy head but his little pal was dead,
    Just a shiver and he slowly passed away.

    4th and 5th verse are spoken

    He didn't know his dog had died, so I told him as he cried
    "Come with me son we'll get that doctor right away"
    "But I can't leave him here alone, I must get my doggie home
    So while you're gone I'll kneel beside him, sir and I'll pray."

    But when I returned he had his little pal upon his knee
    And the teardrops they were blinding his big blue eyes,
    "You're too late, sir my doggie's dead and no help can save him now
    But I'll meet my precious Buddy up in the sky."

    By a tiny narrow grave, where the willows sadly wave,
    are these words on a shingle of pine:
    "Little Buddy rest in peace, God will watch you thru' the years,
    'Cause I told Him in my prayers that you were mine."

  • 03:11 Lyrics I Got It Made
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. I know I’ve lots ‘a reasons.. t’ hang my head ‘n moan
    But i ain’t gonna be sorrow’s slave
    I’m gonna keep my chin up, smile..  ‘n laugh my troubles away
    ‘cause fact is I got it made
    2. Sure, the whole world’s crazy you don’t need t’ tell me that
    I see it from my windows every day
    But at least i got my eyes t’ look upon it ‘n you could say
    Just one ‘a them reasons I got it made… Yeah…
    Chorus:
    I got it made ... i got it made in the shade
    I’m a lazy good-f’-nuthin’ .. but at least my bills get paid
    ‘n i ain’t never gonna be no millionaire but i don’t care
    ‘cause in spite of everything i got it made.
    3. I’ll admit that bad luck follows me like a map was on my back
    But at least i got these legs t’ get around
    ‘n someday when i learn t’ run, i’m gonna leave it in the dust
    ‘n look out then, ‘cause people,  i’m freedom bound…Yeah..
    4. But even if i never do I’m gonna thank the Lord above
    Ev’ry single day for what He gave
    ‘cause even tho i ain’t got much..  I got myself ‘n that’s enough
    as long as I do i got it made
    ©2006 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:36 Lyrics Your Cheatin' Heart

    Written by: Hank Williams
     
    Your cheatin' heart
    Will make you weep
    You'll cry and cry
    And try to sleep
    But sleep won't come
    The whole night through
    Your cheatin' heart
    Will tell on you
    When tears come down
    Like falling rain
    You'll toss around
    And call my name
    You'll walk the floor
    The way I do
    Your cheatin' heart
    Will tell on you
    Your cheatin' heart
    Will pine some day
    And crave the love
    You threw away
    The time will come
    When you'll…

  • 02:35 Lyrics Love Just Doesn't Feel Right Anymore
    Written by: Mark Brine

    You’re a pretty woman, you’ve got everything it takes
    But after losin’ her I guess I’m leery of mistakes
    So I’m gonna hit the highway, now don’t you look for no excuse
    I’m leaving while the knot of love’s still loose
    Chorus:
    ‘cause love just doesn’t feel right, I can’t dive back in for more
    After almost drowning I’m still headin’ for the shore
    So if there’s any problem it’s with me and nothin’ more
    Than love just doesn’t feel right anymore
    ‘cause once ya touch a fire and it burns your fingertips
    It don’t make it easier to risk relationships
    And after what I’ve just been through, I guess I’m just as sore
    ‘cause love just doesn’t feel right anymore
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 02:29 Lyrics The Rambler's Call
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1. When i get t’ feelin’ like this I gotta find me a new road
    When i get t’ feelin’ this low i get the urge t’ wanna go
    When i get t’ feelin’ to be where i ain’t ever been before
    When I hear the rambler’s call i gotta go
    2. On a lonesome railroad track somewhere in the darkness of the night
    The moon is shining on the image of a rambler in his flight
    His map is the horizon and without explainin’ you just know
    He heard the rambler’s call and had t’ go
    3. When I hear the rambler’s call there ain’t no use in holdin’ on
    Woman it’s the road and i can’t say now for how long
    And if someone asks about us wonderin’ why ‘n what went wrong
    Just say he heard the call ‘n he was gone
    4. ‘cause when i get t’ feelin’ like this I gotta find me a new road
    When i get t’ feelin’ this low i get the urge t’ wanna go
    When i get t’ feelin’ to be where i ain’t ever been before
    When I hear the rambler’s call i gotta go
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 02:57 Lyrics Gonna Lose Your Man
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Chorus:
    You’re gonna lose your man don’t you understand
    You been puttin’ me down time ‘n time again
    Put up with all I can just what’s you think i am
    Yeah, don’t you understand you’re gonna lose gonna
    (2. Can’t you get it through your head..)
    You’re gonna lose your man
    1. Every night you’re gone you know this can’’t go on
    You’ve been tryin’ my patience but it won’t be long
    I’m gonna be long gone, yeah just as far as i can
    Yeah, can’t you comprehend you’re gonna lose, gonna lose your man

    2. Yeah, Some ole rat’s been sneakin’ ‘round my can
    You know your cheese ain’t foolin’ this here connoisseur man
    I know what’s secondhand, do you read me ma’am
    Yeah, am i comin’ thru, do you under ... under... understand?
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:48 Lyrics The Last Thing I Want to Hear From You
    Written by: Mark Brine

    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    No, I don’t want to hear goodbye
    1. Darlin’ if there’s ever anything on your mind
    If you need my ear it’s (i’m) here anytime
    If something ain’t right I’ll listen all night
    ‘cause i never want to lose you by oversight
    Yes, the last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    Bridge:
    The last thing I want to hear are the words
    That would leave me without you wantin’ to die
    And the last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    Please don’t ever say goodbye
    2. As close as we are there are times we’ll get mad
    Over petty little things that could make us go bad
    But if they’re ever any deeper than the words we express
    I want you to know I’ll always give it my best ‘cause
    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye
    No, I don’t want to hear goodbye
    The last thing I want to hear from you is goodbye ... goodbye
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)  
  • 02:34 Lyrics Blue Yodel

    Written by: Jimmie Rodgers

     

    T for Texas, T for Tennessee
    T for Thelma
    That gal made a wreck out of me.

    O-de-lay-ee-a-lay-ee-o-ly-ee

    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    If you don't want me mama
    You sure don't have to stall
    'Cause I can get more women
    Than a passenger train can haul.

    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall, Lawd, Lawd
    I'm gonna buy me a pistol
    Just as long as I'm tall
    I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma
    Just to see her jump and fall.

    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna buy me a shotgun
    With a great long shiny barrel
    I'm gonna shoot that rounder
    That stole my gal.

    Rather drink muddy water
    Sleep in a hollow log
    Rather drink muddy water
    And sleep in a hollow log
    Than to be in Atlanta
    Treated like a dirty dog.

  • 03:46 Lyrics He Wrote Our Names
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    He wrote our names upon His hands
    As He promised us so long ago
    That he would never ever forget us
    Wherever that He may go
    Indelibly, He had them placed there
    Like initials carved in a tree
    As a sign of love, ever-endearing
    Before we even ever came to be
    Yes, He knew each one of us
    Before the dawning of time
    That’s what He wrote in His word
    And in an act of total self denial
    He gave Himself that we might be assured
    Chorus:
    In a promise of old as the words they were told
    That He’d never forget or leave us out in the cold no-
    He wrote our names upon His hands
    Embedded right deep in His flesh
    With a show of love completely unequalled
    Not to mention it’s selflessness
    Yes, to right the wrong of one man’s crime
    That all thru Him might not fail
    Yes, He wrote our names upon His hands
    With a pair of rusty ole nails
    ©2006 Mark Brine/Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:16 Lyrics In Karrie's Smile

    Written by: Mark Brine

     

    1. In Karrie’s tender smile I find comfort ‘n solace in my soul
    In Karrie’s loving tender smile I find warmth from life’s dark cold and
    When I am wrapped inside her love
    It feels sanctioned from above
    So perfect fitting, nothing vile
    ‘N proven so in Karrie’s tender lovin’ smile

    2. In Karrie, I can be a man like I have never been before
    ‘N leave all my boyhood games behind
    ‘N never miss them anymore
    For she fulfills my deepest dreams
    And even when I’m like a child... insecure ‘n so unsure
    It’s all dissolved in Karrie’s smile
    ©2005 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

My Christmas Song for You

by Mark Brine

Released 2006
Saltbox Recordings
Released 2006
Saltbox Recordings
If it’s original Christmas music you are looking for, Mark Brine & his herald angel friends bring it, in spades.
  • 05:39 Lyrics Mary Had A Choice Too (Behold Mother)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Behold Mother - I make all things new

    Mary had a choice
    And blessed is she
    'Cause she freely accepted
    And trusted in belief
    That God would make a way
    And supply her every need.. so..
    In spite of fear and danger
    She followed faithfully

    Yes Mary had a choice
    To bear the Son of God
    And bring to us salvation
    And raise this child, our Lord
    Yes no one forced her hand
    And even, when a man
    She followed Him right to the Cross
    Though she did not understand

    Chorus:
    Then Mary had a choice too
    With her heart pierced painfully
    (2. in agony)
    To believe (2. trust) or lose her faith in God
    For what seemed such a dark reality
    But she never gave up hope
    No she waited patiently
    (2. she trusted and believed)
    Yes, Mary had a choice too (2. like you)
    And her dream it came to be
    (2. And what joy there came to be)
     
    Yes. Mary had a choice
    As every woman does
    To do what's right in God's sight
    And guard her love because
    each woman will determine
    In the decisions that they make
    And maybe just like Mary
    Make this world a better place
    ©2006 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:44 Lyrics My Christmas Song for You
    Written by: George Mooney (a.k.a. Will Travis)
    I remember Christmas mornings
    Round the tree with the family
    All the sights and the sounds
    And the feelin' of home
    Those were good days
    And I was young then
    But every Christmas I'm young all over again
    'Cause my memories are my friends

    Chorus:
    This is my Christmas song for you
    I hope it finds you home this year
    Home with the ones that you hold dear
    This Christmas day
    To all the children in the world
    Both young and young at heart
    I hope you get what you asked for
    This Christmas day

    That time of year is here again
    The time when everyone's a friend
    Oh how I wish it wouldn't end so soon
    This is my Christmas song for you
    Lots of happiness and cheer
    This is my wish both far and near
    This Christmas day
    ©2006 Bivens Music (BMI)
  • 03:27 Lyrics Emmanuel (God With Us)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    A Babe is layin’ in a manger
    Lullabied by all of Heaven’s Angel choir
    In the beam of yonder glowing star
    In poverty the Prophesized Messiah
    EMMANUEL … GOD WITH US

    In the village-small of Bethlehem
    To honor Him in awe they come to see
    The newborn King, the Prince of Peace
    Sent to save all humanity
    Emmanuel … God with us
    Chorus:
    Come forth, see the world to tell
    Of the Baby Child, Emmanuel
    The key He holds to the gates of hell
    To set us free Emmanuel … God with us
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:55 Lyrics Snowfall

    Instrumental by Geoff Bartley 

  • 03:38 Lyrics Your Doorway (Christmas Eve)
    Written by: Mark Brine

    There were stenciled angels on the window glass
    And I stopped on the snowy sidewalk, on Christmas Eve
    As I walked past YOUR DOORWAY, our old doorway

    Then I saw us in the window from another Eve
    You were smilin’ like ya used to in your tender lovin’ way
    And I just couldn’t leave your doorway, our old doorway

    Chorus:
    Your doorway had a wreath with a ribbon tied
    And as I focused thru the tears that blurred my eyes
    I saw it, the new name on it, on your doorway
    (on our old doorway)

    Then you came to the glass but didn’t see me there
    'N I started thru the snow, I felt to call you thru the frozen air
    Oh, just to be in there, inside your doorway, yeah, our old doorway but
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:44 Lyrics Watching Their Flocks

    Instrumental by David Nevue

  • 03:42 Lyrics It All Began With Love
    Written by: Keeve Brine
    He will stand for everything
    That encompasses love
    Peace, and forgiveness
    Understanding and trust

    Just like us others
    He was born in the night
    By advocating love
    He will put day into light

    Chorus:
    It all began that day
    Now love knows no end
    It all began that day
    Now love knows no end

    Chorus (extended):
    It all began that day
    Now love knows no end
    It all began that day
    Now love knows no end
    It all began with love
    Real love has no end
    It all began with love
    Real love has no end
    He will stand for everything
    That encompasses love
    Peace, and forgiveness
    Understanding and trust
    ©2006 Keeve Brine
  • 03:21 Lyrics Medley: Hark the Herald Angels Sing/I Wonder As I Wander

    Instrumental performed by Greg Szczesek

  • 02:56 Lyrics Three Holy Men
    Written by: DOUG ATKIN
    Three Holy Men saw a star rise in the east
    And they traveled far throughout the night to greet the Prince of Peace
    They brought gifts of frankincense, gold and myrrh and laid them by his bed
    Then one by one they knelt down in adoration they all bowed their heads

    It was the night the world changed
    In a manger in town called Bethlehem
    Our Lord gave us his only Son
    A precious gift from the Great I AM

    It was the perfect moment
    The Blessed Mary and the Holy Son
    And then a choir of angels sang
    Peace on earth to each and everyone
    ©2006 Doug Atkin
  • 04:59 Lyrics Wise Men
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Chorus:
    Wise Men still search for Him today
    Wise Men still seek the Light the
    (1. perfectness) (2. selflessness) (3. loving way) of Christ
    Yes, Wise Men still search for Him each day (today)

    Christmas time reminds us of
    The Wise Men 'n Goodwill
    The giving gifts and giving love
    The happiness they instill
    The striving more for Godliness
    That each of us should do
    Thru-out the year-thru-out our lives
    His way we should pursue 'cause

    Yes, Christmas time is giving time
    'N oh what joy it yields
    There is no greater fulfillment
    Than the good it makes us feel
    Yet how easy we forget
    'N return unto our greed
    But those who seek the Lord are blessed
    With Wisdom's ever-living seed, yes
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 01:38 Lyrics O Holy Night

    Instrumental performed by Linda Joseph 

  • 02:30 Lyrics The Christmas Tree in Mother's House
    Written by: DOUG ATKIN & LARRY WHINNERY
    The Christmas tree in mother's house
    Was alive with shiny lights
    It took me back through all the years
    To other Christmas nights

    I watched our children have their fun
    With there toys and games
    It made me think of Santa Claus
    And all the reindeers names

    Jingle Bells and Silent Night
    And all the songs we sing
    With all the joys of Christmas past
    And the memories they bring

    There was a year so long ago
    When I got my big red bike
    There was a doll for sister Sue
    And a bear for little Mike

    It somehow seems like yesterday
    But many years have passed
    And now our children play our parts
    But they're growing up too fast

    Someday soon they'll be gone
    The same way that we were
    But the memory will linger on till
    Christmas time next year
    ©2006 Doug Atkin/Larry Whinnery
  • 02:01 Lyrics The Carol (aka The Christmas Carol No One Listens For)
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Of all the Christmas carols
    There is one we overlook
    And without it this Christmas Eve
    The whole world would be shook

    If Jack Frost didn’t whistle his
    There wouldn’t be any snow
    ‘N it just wouldn’t be so pretty
    Every single place you go

    So listen close for Jack Frost
    As he whistles in the wind
    With frozen little whiskers
    Pokin’ off his pointed chin
    Dodgin’, dartin’ everywhere
    Through window cracks and doors
    Whistlin’ the Christmas Carol
    No one listens for

    There’s carol sung for Rudolph, Frosty
    Lots for Santa too
    We’re all so well aware of ‘em
    We’ve sung em through and through
    But without Jack there be no need
    For reindeers or for sleighs
    And Frosty the Snowman
    Why he’d just melt away

    He loves whistlin’ through the windows
    That we always smudge
    Just to take a peek out
    At the icy work he does

    Yet no one ever listens for
    The little man I’ve named
    It’s such a pretty tune
    Now don’t you think that it’s a shame
    ©2006 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 01:58 Lyrics Silent Night

    Instrumental performed by Tom Pomposello 

I Deliver

by Mark Brine

Released 2006
KJK Records
Released 2006
KJK Records
Early styled 12 bar blues originals, old saloon piano work and some great finger picking.
  • 03:47 Lyrics Jessica Blue
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Jessica blue...I love you
    Really do... Miss Jessica Blue
    ... I can see you in your bedroom light
    ... While I sit out here in the moonlit night
    ‘N just sing for you... Miss Jessica Blue
    2. It’s just so hard...  for a shy boy t’ say
    What’s on his mind...  but I’m gonna some day
    But for now, I’ll just sit up here in this loft
    Until your bedroom light goes off ‘n I’ll just
    Sing for you ... Jessica Blue ... (‘n play this guitar, too)
    Chorus 1:
    Wishful thinkin’ ‘bout the one I love
    Jessica Blue ... it’s you
    Day in day out ... It’s like a never-endin’ thing ... Yeah,
    That’s all I ever wanna t’ do ...
    Cause, Jessica Blue ... I sure got these blues for you
    Chorus 2:
    Sleepy dreamin’ of the one you love
    Who could it be, Jessica Blue?
    What I wouldn’t give just t’ know it was me ... Why,
    That’d make all my dreams come true ... ‘cause
    Jessica Blue ... I’m just wild about you
    Yeah, Jessica Blue ... I sure got the blues for you
    ©1985 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:56 Lyrics Cranky Ole Cantankerous Cow
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Got a cranky ole cow ... she’s an onry ole grouch ... ain’t got
    The faintest idea of what bein’ cheerful’s all about
    She just chews her cud ‘n frowns all day
    She’s forever on a down ‘n that’s why I say
    She’s just a cranky ole cantankerous cow
    2. When she ain’t in the mood ... Which is pretty nearly all the time
    She won’t give me no milk or even any peace of mind
    she’ll just lie up in the barn..’n snarl ‘n snort
    ‘til the cows come home… And it’s because of course ...
    She’s just a cranky ole cantankerous cow
    Chorus:
    Got me this mean ole cantankerous ...
    Sometimes it’s disastrous ..  try’n get along somehow
    with that cranky ole cantankerous cow
    3. I’ll say “Good mornin’, Mrs. Cow”
    And I’ll give her a big smile
    She’ll just say “What’s so good about it, you ole crocodile!!”
    I’ll give it one more try ... “My, don’t you look good today”
    She’ll just shake her head… ‘n just walk away
    What an impossible, cantankerous ole cow
    ©1989 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:06 Lyrics Let's Get Down Tonite
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. You hang around ... your face is down ... why don’t you just
    Come around ... oh, baby ... let’s get down tonight
    You contemplate ... you sit ‘n wait but ain’t no time to
    Hesitate ... ooh, baby ... let’s get down tonight
    Chorus 1:
    You sit ‘n fuss ... you won’t say much ... It’s been so long since
    the two of us ... oouuu, baby… Yeah…
    Let’s have fun ‘n get undone ... let’s not wait
    ‘Cause the night’s still young ... oh, baby ...
    Let’s get down tonight
    2. Let’s move our feet ... get up off that seat ... ‘n find some place
    Where they got a beat ... oh, baby ... let’s get down tonight
    You wear your smile ... put it on a while ... ‘cause, we’re gonna do this
    Up in style ... oouuu, baby, let’s get down tonight
    Chorus 2:
    You sit ‘n pout ... you won’t go out ... you won’t do nuthin’
    But, mope about ... and baby…
    That’s the main thing wrong ... it’ll all be gone ... if you just listen
    ‘n come along ... oouuu, baby ... let’s get down tonight
    ©Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:37 Lyrics Still Waitin' For a Train
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. Still waitin’ for a train.. t’ take me from this lonesome town
    All around the station.. ‘n the blues keeps fallin’ down (like rain)
    2. Look’it that moon slowly rollin’ across that dark molasses sky
    Yeah, time creeepin’ like a lazy clock ... Still that train gonna git
    Here, by ‘n by
    I swear, I just don’t know if I’m gonna make it
    ‘Til the hour ..that train arrives
    3. There’s people in this town.. make a career out’a puttin’ me down
    Yeah, there’s some people in this town make me feel like I ain’t nuthin’
    but some kinda dirt t’ kick around
    But when the mornin’ come up, real early  ... I ain’t gonna be
    nowhere to be found
    4. But, still .. still waitin’ for a train
    ‘N the blues keeps fallin’ down
    Still waitin’, still waitin’ ... got my head hung down
    ©1994 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:31 Lyrics Chickenfeed
    Written by: Mark Brine
    Intro:
    It’s come to my attention these last couple of days
    About human beings ‘n animals.. ‘n the roles they come to play
    Now, this farm is a prime example.. of who’s the beast of burden breed
    And who’s got it made on Easy Street... ‘n who gets ... Chickenfeed
    1. Now, you take that fat ole pig, I wish you would
    ‘Cause all he does … is oink a lot ‘n fill his face
    ‘N roll ‘round in the mud
    But me, I work my buttock off for everything
    in life I need.. And all I ever got for all my work is ... Chickenfeed
    2. That lazy rooster crows at the break of ev’ry day
    Lovin’ on them chickens ... that’s what pays his way
    Why couldn’t I have a job like his, ‘cause really
    it’s more my speed
    No, instead I gotta slave ... for chicken feed
    Chorus:
    Chickenfeed ... Chickenfeed ... these farm (yard) blues
    are killing me  ... eeeee ...
    I put my heart ‘n soul in.. tryin’ so hard to succeed
    ‘N what’d I get ... you guessed it ... Chickenfeed
    ©1987 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:54 Lyrics I Deliver
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. When you’re sitting ‘round the house ...on those boring, lonely nights
    And you start to cravin’ love to satisfy your appetite
    Well, baby, you know my number ... there’s no need to go without
    ‘Cause I’m just waiting by the telephone for whatever you need carried out ...’n..
    Chorus:
    I deliver ... No, don’t you ever feel ashamed (2.hesitate) to call
    I deliver ... Whether it be an order large or small ... anytime at all ...
    ‘cause, I Deliver
    2. In the early morning hours ... when the hunger gets the worse
    Through the middle of the day ... always think about me first
    ‘Cause though I know there’s lots of competition out there ...
    When you call me, it’s understood
    That what you’re going to get is top of the line ... and mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
     good ... ‘cause ….
    ©1993 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:37 Lyrics Mrs. Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. So long, Mrs. Blu ... uu ... es ... that’s the perfect name for you
    Always mopin’ around ‘n scuffin’ your shoes
    Forever unhapp ... pp ... y ... With ev’ry thing I’d ever do
    Yeah, hello peace of mind ... So long, Mrs. Blues
    Chorus 1:
    Hello peace ‘n quiet ... So long, Mrs. Blues
    I bet my ears will ring for about a week or two
    But just knowin’ that your squawkin’ ‘n complainin’s fin’lly thru ...
    well ... Hello peace of mind ... So long, Mrs. Blues
    2. Goodbye, undertaker ... well, that’s the way you always looked
    Like someone had just died ‘n you were completely overtook
    ‘N if it wasn’t that long fa ... aa ... ce ... then it was them
    famous sour grapes ... yeah, ‘n it got t’ the point, baby,
    where I just dreaded t’ see your face
    Chorus 2:

    Hello peace of mind ... So long, Mrs. Blues
    I bet my heart will break for about a minute or two
    But just knowin’ that you’re leavin’ ‘n you’re swearin;
    it’s all thru ... well ...
    Hello peace of mind ... So long, Mrs. Blues
    ©1984 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:34 Lyrics Tom Cattin'
    Written by: Mark Brine

    Struttin’ down the alley with my white spats on...lookin’ for some pussycat
    to carry on... I’m Tom Cattin’ ... Yeah, I’m Tom Cattin’
    Now you best believe that I’m lookin’ good ... slickest Mr. Cat in the
    Neighborhood… Tom Cattin’
    Tap a little rhythm on the garbage cans ... I’m high on nip
    ‘n I’ll have you understand… I’m Tom Cattin’ ... Yeah, Tom Cattin’
    Now you best believe that I’m feelin’ good ... flying like a kite thru
    the neighborhood.. ‘n Tom Cattin’ ... Yeah, Tom Cattin’
    Chorus:
    Now tell me when you’ve seen a more debonair cat
    Pin-striped zoot suit and a black top hat
    Swinging my  gold chain ... Gonna lasso (pronounced ‘lass-sue’) some stuff ...
    Looking for a nine lives lover on my stray cat strut... ut...ut...ut...ut...ut ...
    (2.Me-ee-ee-ee-ow)…
    © Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:02 Lyrics Ukulele Yodeliln' Blues
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. I’m a ukulele ... Ya hardly ever hear me these days
    Just a little ukulele ... An instrument nobody plays
    So, I got these blues ... I feel so Uke-less these days
    Ukulele-lay-lee—Lay-lee- yeah, that’s me
    2. Yeah, I feel so little ... Man, I feel about two feet tall
    All them other instruments..  make me feel so small
    Yeah, my ole self-esteem ... hardly got any left at all
    (I got these ... ) Ukulele ... Nobody-plays-me---blues
    3. Yeah, no one seems t’ need me ... ain’t this music business cruel
    I’m obsolete ‘n useless ...  it’s such a drag bein’ so uncool
    ‘N wouldn’t you know it the only person who’d play me
    Is some ole yodelin’ fool ...  I got these ...
    (Yeah, I got these ... ) …Ukulele ... Yodelin’ ... Blues
    ©1993 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:49 Lyrics Like Crazy
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. You ... love me like crazy ...
    ‘N you ... might as well accept
    That of all the men in this ole world ...
    I’m the best you’re gonna get ...
    ‘N you ... love me like crazy
    Chorus:
    Call it what ya want t’, baby, tell it like it is
    When they ask ya “Who’s heart is that, little girl?”
    I can hear ya sayin’ “It’s his”
    Yeah, I realize I’m number one on your list
    ‘N it really don’t amaze me ... ‘cause
    You love me like crazy
    2. You ... are forever puttin’ me down
    Yeah, sayin’..  that I’m a down-right lazy
    But, fact ‘a the business, baby, truth of it is ... when it all
    Comes right down to it ...
    You ... love me like crazy
    ©1985 /Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:14 Lyrics El-Duke-O Blues

    Written by:  Mark Brine

     

    1.I met Duke, back in '85.. when I first come t' this town
       we was both giggin' at the same joint then.. he's one'a the first
       few friends I found
       He was a real Classic Bluesman.. 'n I just loved what he was puttin'
       down

    2.Yeah, Duke played the piano.. 'n he sung with all'a his heart
       he worked with Billie Holiday 'n alot'a them Jazz Folks..
       back when they got their start
       yeah, he sure knew his history.. he was a Master of his Art

    3. Me 'n Duke used t' run together.. even after he took sick
       'cause, music 'n people was better medicine.. than any Doctor
       could prescript
       Yeah, gettin' out 'n livin' life for ole Duke.. that'd would always do the
       trick

    4. In '93, ole Duke gave in, he couldn't take it anymore
       'n I lost myself, in this ole world, a pal that I won't see no more
       but, I'll guarantee ya, I'll never forget him.. no, I won't forget
       him, 'n that's for sure!

    Tags: Yeah, I won't forget ole Duke.. I still can hear him singin'...

       "Flip, flop 'n fly.. I don't care if I die"...
       "Ernestine is out tonite!"... Yeah, I know ole Ernestine.. Tina..
        she's a real sweet gal.. 'n...Yama... that's what Duke used t' call
        him... Ole Yama.. Yeah, I know all them folks.. Sure do!....

        "Flip, flop 'n fly... I don't care if I die!... Bye, Baby, Bye", etc.

    ©1994 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

  • 02:54 Lyrics Love is a Game
    Written by: Mark Brine
    1. There’s folks that’s gonna tell you that it’s easy
    That love’s a game of simple give-n-take
    But I ain’t ever known it to be like that ..‘cause..
    I’ve seen the many hearts that love can break
    2. Yes, the easy-come ‘n easy go romantics
    Never stickin’ with the hard times, sure t’ come
    ‘N before y’ know it, another life’s been shattered
    ‘N the pieces cut like glass when it’s all done
    Chorus:
    ‘Cause love is a game but the stakes are high
    Y’ lose, y’ lose big ‘n it hurts inside
    Like Russian roulette it can take your life
    Love is a game but ‘cha gotta play it right
    3. So take this word of warning, if y’ will ‘n
    Never jump in without knowin’ from the start
    That the water might be deeper than you can handle
    So, beware ‘n keep a good eye on your heart .. ‘cause..
    ©1990 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 08:29 Lyrics Skinny Dippin' Blues

    Written by: Mark Brine


    1.Now, the woods up in Winooski, I'll tell ya..
    there as thick as I've ever seen
    I remember it was a Summer back in the real early '60's..
    when I was visitin' there.. I was just about gettin' into my teens

    2. Me & Cousin Harold we were out playin' in there
    just messin' around in them Vermont forrest-greens
    when along thru the thicket come his friend, Gibby..
    in his baseball hat 'n ole blue jeans

    3. He says "I'm goin' t' the pond over at Perkin's place..
    gonna take myself a nice cool dip
    why don't ya's join me, with this sun so hot.. I'll guarantee ya
    it'll be worth the trip?"

    4.Cousin Harold says "Hey, Gibby, you gotta be crazy..
    you know old Mr. Perkin's mean as a bear..
    besides, we ain't got any swim trunks.. 'n we don't wanna
    have'ta go all the way home t' get 'em, back there"

    5.Gibby returned, real cool.. "Hey, I ain't no fool...
    Ole Perkins, I saw him leave home at dawn..
    he's off t' town, he won't be around..
    'til this mis'rable Sun's gone down"

    6."And as for swim suits.. well, who really needs 'em?..
    we're all boys.. so what's the big deal?...
    c'mon, let's go".. 'n off they went... right onto
    the nearby field (Goin' t' Perkin's place)

    7.Now, I'll admit, I was a little nervous 'bout it all..
    but, I tagged along despite
    'n when it came t' strippin' down, it really felt strange..
    t' be standin' around like that, in the broad daylight...

    8.But, once we was in the water, it gotta feelin' pretty good
    'n as a matter of fact, we gotta havin' a real time!
    'n the 3 of us got so lost in fun.. to the world, all around
    we were totally blind

    9. So blind, I'll tell ya.. we didn't even notice
    Mr. Perkins when he came to a stop...
    on the edge of the water... on top of our clothes...
    with a shotgun in a loose arm-lock

    10. "HEY, WHAT'A YOU KIDS DOIN'!", we immediately froze
    then scattered like a school of Bass..
    off t'wards the opposite-safe-side-of-the-pond
    'n up, we flew, across the knee-high grass

    11. Pantin' 'n gaspin', we fin'lly got off'a his land
    'n into the thicket we come to a stop
    it wasn't until then that we realized
    all of our clothes that we'd very-hurriedly forgot

    12. "Gibby, I oughta kill you" "Hey, Harold, hold on...
    I think I know what we can do..
    let's go check out the Thompson's family clothes line
    with all'a them kids.. there's bound t' be a thing or two"
    (So, off we went thru the woods.. like nudists... Ree-eal Scared nudists!)

    13. Now, the Thompson's backyard was silent...
    not a soul came into view as we sneakingly crept
    up t' the clothes line t' only find some lacey dresses
    then we heard 3 of the owners on the back steps

    14. The screams of the girls had our heads in a whirl
    'n Gibby was so anxious t' make his flee
    he tore one of the dresses right in half...
    'n grabbin' another.. he took off, right behind me

    15. As red as 3 beets, we fin'lly made it into the woods
    'n into the dresses, we tangled our way
    at last, fin'lly clothed, we looked at each other..
    only t' be more embarrassed that way

    16. then off thru the woods, like 3 ballerinas
    we scurried t' get ourselves back home
    ran into a couple people along the dirt road.. felt really silly..
    just kept on lookin' straight on (don't look back!)

    17.when, at last, we got there.. we were real fortunate..
    'cause, Harold's Dad 'n Mom were somewhere's gone
    so, we made our way upstairs.. 'n got out 'f those dresses
    'n into somethin' that felt much better t' have on
    (Yeah, don't like them dresses... especially lacey ones!)

    18. That night at dinner, we all sat around real quiet
    'n Gibby stayed over our place (he's scared t' go home!)
    I must'a looked as guilty as they did
    judgin' by the expressions they had on their faces

    19.Then, all of a sudden, we heard the trucks pull in the driveway
    'n sure enough, the knocks come on the door
    Mr. Thompson 'n Mr. Perkins.. both at the same time
    need I tell ya what they was comin' by for? (Double Trouble!)

    20.Well, we got our hides tanned.. 'n I'll tell ya what
    I didn't think of skinny dippin' for a real long time after
    Yeah, it took a good couple'a years ...though we joke about it now
    to recover from that whole disaster
    (oouuu… I had those skinny dippin' blues)

    21.Now, if there's a moral to this whole story
    I guess it's, that if ya ever get caught in the buff
    it's better t' just own up.. 'n take what's due...
    rather than t' make it worse.. 'n try 'n cover it all up
    (yeah, don't try 'n cover it up!)

    22.'n I might suggest, if y' do skinny dip
    why don't ya leave your outer clothes on one side of the pond
    'n your unders… on the other... just in case...
    somebody out'a nowhere chances 'long...

    (Tags: Fading)

    that way y' got somethin' t' go on
    'n don't go doin' it around Winooski..
    I think ole Mr. Perkins is still up there...
    bad place t' pick... t' Skinny Dip...
    Good place t' get the Skinny Dippin' Blues...
    oouuu… the Skinny Dippin' Blues (etc.)
    c2006 Miss Rebecca Music (ASCAP)

  • 03:51 Lyrics In the Hands of God
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     Chorus:
     Leave it in the hands of God
     In the hands of God
     You can trust your life
     (2.You can find your warmth)
     (3.You can find relief)
     (4.It will disappear)
     (5.You can place your soul)
     In the hands of God
     When the world casts you away
     Into the bitter storm
     Come unto the Lord
     He will keep you warm
     Problems weigh you like a stone
     Like a heavy stone
     When it gets too much
     To carry it alone
     When temptation leads you on
     And confuses you
     Do not be mislead
     I’ll tell ya what to do
     Even in you final hour
     When the dark comes down
     There’s no need to fear
     He will be around
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
NOTES
Brine does early styled 12 bar blues ("I Deliver"), old saloon piano work and implements some great finger picking tunes. His final song, "In The Hands of God" he does his best with twangy vocals and beautiful guitar work. Brine does the best traditional American roots music that I have heard in quite a while. -- John Shelton-Ivany Top Twenty-One

I'm Not Anyone

by Mark Brine

Released 2005
Door Knob Records
Released 2005
Door Knob Records
Early recordings from mid-70 Nashville Days. Only promo copies left presently.
  • 02:26 Lyrics I'm Not Anyone
    Written by:  Thomas Wright
     
     Have you fallen in love with anyone lately
     Has anyone done his part to earn your bed
     Or turn your pretty head
     Has anyone broken your heart
     Has anyone tried to make you feel again
     Or make you smile from the start
     Or whispered in your ear or dried your pretty tears
     Has anyone broken your heart
     Chorus:
     Well I'm not anyone
     My love is like a raindrop drying in the sun
     And I won't break your heart or let the teardrops run
     Like anyone would or anyone's done
     So if anyone comes along for a spell then wish him well
     But, then wish him on his way for he'll only break your heart
     Tear it out part by part
     Despite what he ever stops to say
     No I'm not anyone so we should never be apart
     No I'm not anyone and no one is the only one
     That won't break your heart
     Yes no one is the only one that won't break your heart
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:45 Lyrics Hello Lady
    Written by:  K & J Marsh
     Hello Lady, you look mighty fine to me
     By your style I see you're living fancy free
     And you're not the kind who'd ask questions of my past
     Would you like to spend some time to help me sip some of my wine
     Come on in and switch the lights off on the wall
     I don't really need to see your face at all
     In the dark I can pretend you're my woman, I'm you're man
     And fool myself again into thinking that I can
     Call this more than another one night stand
     Every night inside some bar room
     I'm requesting all the sad tunes
     I might buy you just a drink or two
     Then I might softly whisper to you, to you
    © Lodestar Music (SESAC)
  • 02:46 Lyrics Its Me
    Written by: Mark Brine & Gene Kennedy
    Who goes home each night and worries 'bout you constantly
    Who really cares for you, who, its me
    And when the storm suddenly appears and you're cold and you shouldn't be
    Who offers you his coat, its me
    And who left his home behind when you needed to feel free
    But who still misses you, who else, its me
    And when the others hold you in their arms and take and leave you heartlessly
    Who do you run to see, its me
    Its me and its always gonna be me
    And some day when its too late you're gonna see
    That real love's more than touching, its caring, too
    And who's always cared for you, its me
    When you're all wrapped up in yourself trying to be what you liked to be
    Who do you overlook, who do you think, its me
    And when you're broke and the money's gone
    And honey nothing in the world comes free
    Who gives the shirt off his back, its me
    Yeah who looks after you, its me
    And who really loves you too, its me
    © Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 06:50 Lyrics Lord Sellin' Preacher

    Written by:  Mark Brine
     It was just another big city up ahead
     To the travellin' preacher man
     Alone, he drove, along the midday highway
     In his loaded down, brand-new customized van
     Convinced he'd be makin' his money's worth up the way
     With his God-fearin', hell-fire sermons
     Self-confident and casually and without a thought
     He turned the local, gospel radio station on
     With the sun blarin' down on the windshield
     To the story-song of a down-troddened beggar
     One of his speeches came to mind on the evil's of wealth
     And all the money-hungry, greedy go-getters
     So with his self-righteous tone, he began to recite it
     Out loud as if he were standin' right up there on stage
     Then, all of a sudden, the radio went blank
     And he stopped cold, and watched it, completely amazed
     For like a miracle from it very audibly came
     "This is the voice of Jesus, your Lord
     Preacher, I'll appear to you in the city up ahead
     As reward for your spreadin' of my Word
     I'll come to your room in the hotel and when I leave
     My footprints will remain outside of your door
     And after I'm gone, you'll cover them up with the truth
     Of your work and what it was really all for "
     By now, the preacher had stopped his van by the road
     Completely baffled by the unexpected event
     And as the gospel music returned to the station
     He tried to analyze the puzzlin' message he'd been sent
     Still a little uncertain but just proud to be of the chosen
     He smiled and stepped on the gas
     And sped down the highway with the zeal of a child
     Till he reached the city's downtown at last
     For several days, he tried to go about his business
     While all the while he impatiently waited
     But as the week rolled along with still-no-sign of God
     He instead lost track of the visit he anticipated
     Pictures of Jesus, phonograph albums
     And books he had written flowed like wine
     And, on the last night he was to stay there he returned to the hotel
     With just his suitcase of money on his mind
     When he reached his room safely, he bolted the door
     And began counting the earnings he'd made
     With the gospel music station playin' in the background
     He totalled up the sums he'd been paid
     Then he noticed that the song that was playin'
     Behind him on the radio was that very same one
     Yes, that same one about the beggar
     That he'd heard on the highway when the Lord's voice to him had come
     Then, his thought was immediately interrrupted
     By the startling knock on the room's front door
     Was this gonna be the moment? Yes, it had to be the moment
     The big moment he'd so waited for
     Rushing to answer it he pulled open the door
     To only find a shoe-less beggar in the most pitiful of clothes
     "Mr. Preacher, Mr. Preacherman, please could you help
     I've no food or no home where I can go"
     I listened to your sermon, I was there and I heard you
     Sayin' how the poor should be helped and those so in need
     Surely you must have some kind of assistance you could offer
     I've not even shoes on my feet 'n they're starting to bleed
     The preacher just collected himself and moved further back
     But still in a position for blocking the door sayin'
     "Brother you have to believe in the Lord Jesus, He Helps and He saves
     If you just give what you can afford
     Here, take my card, it has my post office box number
     Just send what you can and when you can
     And, I promise I'll pray for you, that's all I can do
     Have faith for the Saviour's at hand"
     Then, he closed the door and the thought crossed his mind
     That maybe by staying the night he'd be thieved
     For if one beggar could get past the front doorman then why couldn't others
     It might be best if he'd pack and he'd leave
     So he hurried and gathered his clothes and his suitcase
     And filled his arms that he might make it all in one trip
     For surely he couldn't leave the money in the room or in the van
     While he went back and forth loading it
     Strugglin' his way and reachin' the door he fought with it
     Until it swung open just enough
     But as it did the suitcase of money fell free from his grip
     And out into the hall and openin' up
     In fear that someone might see the scattered about money
     He dropped everything else and in a flash was down on his knees
     And dollar by dollar he slowly uncovered
     The image that remained of two bare, human feet
     With a centered hole in the middle of each one of them
     Where the blood had seeped outward to the toe and to the heel
     Then it struck him with a violent echo in his brain
     The unexplainable part of the message had been revealed
     "I'll come to your room in the hotel
     And when I leave my footprints will remain outside of your door
     And when I'm gone, you'll cover them up with the truth of your work
     And what it was really all for"
     Yes he realized that the beggar who had been there only moments before
     Had really all the while been Jesus our Lord
     And blinded by greed instead of tryin' to help him
     Out of habit he had actually tried to sell the Lord to the Lord
    © Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Words
    Written by: Barry, Robin & Maurice Gibb
     Smile an everlasting smile
     A smile can bring you near to me
     Don't ever let me find you down
     'Cause that would bring a tear to me
     This world has lost its glory
     Let's start a brand new story now, my love
     Right now, there'll be no other time
     And I can show you how, my love
     Talk in everlasting words
     And dedicate them all to me
     And I will give you all my life
     I'm here if you should talk to me
     You think that I don't even mean
     A single word I say
     It's only words, and words are all I have
     To take your heart away
     Smile an everlasting smile
     A smile can bring you near to me
     Don't ever let me find you down
     'Cause that would bring a tear to me
     This world has lost its glory
     Let's start a brand new story now, my love
     Right now, there'll be no other time
     And I can show you how, my love
     Talk in everlasting words
     And dedicate them all to me
     And I will give you all my life
     I'm here if you should talk to me
     You think that I don't even mean
     A single word I say
     It's only words, and words are all I have
     To take your heart away
    © Nemperor (BMI)
  • 02:50 Lyrics Comin' Home to Love
    Written by:  Mark Brine

     This soft emotion is like an ocean
     Its got me coastin' in steady motion
     Need some attention, a little mendin'
     Are you as lonesome as I have been
     This feelin's lastin', its more than passion
     Been filled with tension but I'm relaxin'
     The warmth you show me is awful cozy
     It almost feels like I'm comin' home
     Chorus:
     Could it be I'm comin' home to love
     Could I be the one you're dreamin' of
     Tell me what you're thinkin'
     'Cause it might be what I'm feelin'
     It just might be we're coming home to love
     It seems so easy for you to please me
     Moving freely, giving completely
     Your smile is showin', my face is glowin'
     You make me feel like I'm coming home
     © Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:48 Lyrics That's When You'll Want Me Back Again
    Written by: Larry Martin

     When the blues have gone away and left you lonely
     When the pain has gone away but left you sad
     And when love has turned away and left you nothing but shame
     Yes, darlin' that's when you'll want me back again
     When you smile and it don't show what's in the mirror
     When your dreams don't seem to cure tomorrow's hurt
     And when the truth begins to hurt the taste of your sweet lips
     Yes, darlin' that's when you'll want me back again
     When memories are all you have to dry your teardrops
     And when words are all that's left for your praying hands
     And when the flowers don't seem to leave their share of fragrance, anymore
     Yes, darlin' that's when you'll want me back again
     When you smile and it don't show what's in the mirror
     When your dreams don't seem to cure tomorrow's hurt
     And when the truth begins to hurt the taste of your sweet lips
     Yes, darlin' that's when you'll want me back again
    © Door Knob Music (BMI)
  • 02:50 Lyrics How Come We Can't Live Together
    Written by: Mark Brine
     Ever since we've been apart, we've been the best of friends
     When one of us needs anything, the other one wants to lend
     And when I'm down now you seem to care more than when I was home
     But when we lived together, we had to go it all alone
     How come we can't live together under the same roof
     The way we get along so good now you'd think that it be proof
     But no we're always picking at each other, disagreeing all the time
     How come we can't live together and try and get along this fine
     My personal kept secrets even now I still tell you
     'Cause I know deep down I trust you more than anyone I ever knew
     Its like no matter where we are in this entire universe
     Our minds are so in tune but in the flesh it just won't work
     So why don't you tell me …
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:50 Lyrics Mr. Marty
    Written by: Mark Brine

     I was sitting in the barroom sipping on a beer
     When I noticed by the window, this old man sitting there
     He kept on staring at the street each time a truck went by
     He looked like he just lost a friend, so I thought that I'd oblige
     So I sat right down there with him and I introduced myself
     He said, "I'm Mr. Marty," I asked if I could help
     He told a summed up story of how he'd retired from the road
     'Cause once a trucker gets too old they gotta let him go
     Look son, ain't she beautiful, a diesel coasted by
     If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
     Well me, I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
     Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling bad
     'Cause you see a man has got to do the things
     That drive him to go on and old age shows no mercy
     If the lovin'-it's that strong
     It tempts you to your grave if times deserted you behind
     The same way that the passin' trucks haunt Mr. Marty's mind
     Look son ain't she beautiful another truck went by
     If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
     Well me I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
     Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling sad
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:24 Lyrics Dreams ('Nother One of Them Dreams)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     You and me, we were so happy
     Like a melody in perfect harmony
     Now all that's left are dreams
     Of the things that used to be
     Chrous:
     Dreams, 'nother one of them dreams
     Happens ever time the thought of you crosses my mind
     'Nother one of them dreams
     You'd think by now they fade
     Just like the love we made
     But no, another one of them dreams
     Why, tell me why can't I let the past go by
     Instead of holding on to what we had
     Before you said goodbye but every time I try
     It's the same ole - ole reasons why each time I try
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
  • 01:38 Lyrics Point of No Return
    Written by:  Mark Brine
     Every woman, each relationship
     Every time its looking good
     Something deep inside of me
     Ain't acting like it should
     It's like your mem'ry knows
     Exactly when to unwelcomingly step in
     And end what could get serious
     Before it all begins

     Chorus:
     I keep coming back from the point of no return
     'Cause though what we had's long ago you're still the one I yearn
     Holdin' me and tuggin' me from any love that seems long term
     And every time I keep comin' back from the point of no return
     Every day is filled with sorrow
     And it gets hard to face alone
     And so I keep on searchin'
     For the heart I'd give my own
     But every time I find someone
     And the time to act has come
     Everything I feel for them
     Completely comes undone
    ©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)

Fortunes: the Best of Mark Brine

by Mark Brine

Released 2004
Shut Eye Records & Agency
Released 2004
Shut Eye Records & Agency
Consistently combining all of his early influences from American roots music and the blues to his passion for folk, this Brine's fifth independent release is the definitive collection for fans and uninitiated listeners alike.
  • 03:43 Lyrics Fortunes

    Written by: OLA BELLE REED
     There are FORTUNES in a life time
     All our money cannot buy
     Like the tiny little snowflake
     Slowly floating down from the sky
     There are wonders never ceasing
     Created by our Master's hand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land
     Chorus:

     Oh the rich man with all of his money
     All of his silver and all of his gold
     He can’t buy one breath of life
     Or a home for his weary (eternal) soul
     For that is bought and it is paid for (already)
     By the blood of the blessed Lamb
     Yes the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God's promised land
     There are fortunes in a teardrop
     There are fortunes in a smile
     In the face of a weary pilgrim
     Or the face of a little child
     There are fortunes right in your Bible
     If you'll read it well then you'll understand
     But the greatest of all our fortunes
     Its in God’s promised land
    © Midstream Music (BMI)
  • 02:50 Lyrics (You Are) My Sweet Dream

    Written by:  Mark Brine

     I still dream a whole lot about you
     And think about days long ago
     And everyone knows I'm not happy alone
     Travelin' down all my roads 'cause
     Chorus:
     YOU ARE MY SWEET DREAM
     As lonely as life often seems
     There's always a moment to bring back a scene
     And, you are my sweet dream
     But, I wanted freedom to ramble and rove
     There was a wide world to see
     I never dreamed I'd regret leavin' you
     I was selfishly thinking of me
     'Cause no matter how far, wherever I roam
     I still think of you all the time
     Wonderin' if you still think of me, too
     And am I still the one on your mind
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:46 Lyrics The Parlor Song
    Written by:  Mark Brine

     In the parlor we shared Christmas gifts
     'n joys that haunt once more
     In the parlor we played games of chess
     'n checkers on the floor
     While the old black-and-white glowed above
     In the dimlit coziness
     Like a fireplace that tugs the eyes
     'n warms the inner-ness
     In the parlor on the table
     where the aged-old pictures sat
     In frames propped up like watching us
     our generations past
     Some I'd known 'n some I'd not
     But if only in that still
     their memories secured in me
     'n I'm sure they always will
     Chorus:
     In the parlor stood the sofa I knelt upon in prayer
     Slept upon in sickness and sometimes used as a chair
     To sit amongst the silent love (lull) that softly settled there
     Yes, like a savored odor, I yet can smell that I long to
     but cannot share except in a song
     (Yes) THE PARLOR SONG
     In the parlor where we lived and died
     And the spirits yet remain
     Like an echo in a tunnel scene
     Where things move, but never change
     I can see us close, though not to touch
     All together once again
     In the parlor in nostalgic mem’ries
     And in the fondly never dying then
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:44 Lyrics So Lonely Without You
    Written by:  Mark Brine
     Hold me close, hold me tight, oouu, baby
     Touch your man, lead him in, oouu, baby, cause
     I've been so lonely without you I didn't know what I'd do
     I've been so lonely without you
     Take my love, take my life, oouu, darlin'
     Hold it close, hold it dear oouu, darlin' 'cause
     I've been so lonely without you I didn't know what I'd do I've been so lonely without you
     Chorus:
     My life has been such an awful void of lonely days
     Wanderin' numb (2.'round) in a cloud of dreary haze
     But, it's so good to be back home, I'm so tired of bein' alone
     I've been so lonely without you
     Touch my eyes make them see again, darlin'
     They've lost sight, there's no life inside them, darlin' ' cause
     I've been so lonely without you, I didn't know what I'd do
     I've been so lonely without you
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:34 Lyrics I've Always Been A Sucker For Your Smile (Miss Rebecca)
    written by:  MARK BRINE
     Remember when we was just knee-high to a grasshopper
     'n you talked me inta puttin' that thumbtack on Mrs. Daley's chair
     Well, I sure got my behind warmed 'n you just sat there 'n smiled, Rebecca
     'n in spite of all my agony, somehow I just didn't care
     Then, there was the time down at Miller's General Store
     when I tried to steal that candy bar for you
     Well, I sure caught the devil 'n once again you just smiled that famous smile
     'n in spite of all the scoldin' I just had 'ta laugh about it, too 'cause
     Chorus:
     I've always been a sucker for your smile, Miss Rebecca
     From childhood thru high school days, I always was (2.played) your fool
     Your ever-true accomplice 'n you've known it all the while
     Yeah, I've always been a sucker for your smile (ah, Miss Rebecca)
     All those crazy episodes, oh the stories we could tell
     That time ya got me to climb down then take ya to the movies
     with them coins from the wishin' well
     Yeah, it's been one situation after another for you 'n me
     We've sure had more than our fair share of adventures 'n catastrophes
     But, now we've grown a little older 'n you're sure bloomin' inta a fine young lady
     'n I can see a different sorta mischief in your eyes
     'n yes, I can tell what's on your mind 'n I'm game, just like ev'ry other time
     'n I swear I’m gonna be that way until the day I die. 'cause …
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:03 Lyrics You Sure Got A Way
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     I don't know what it is about you
     But you sure can satisfy
     You've got some kinda lover's knack
     You hardly even have 'ta try

     (it's) like you were born with somethin' extra
     You give me more than what's enough
     And, oh darlin' you sure got a way with love
     Chorus:
     YOU SURE GOT A WAY with love
     You sure got a way with love
     You sure do know your stuff
     You sure got a way with love
     It all just comes so nat'ral to you
     So effortless and free
     And bein' on the receivin' end
     I guess someone up there sure likes me

     'cause, I've been blessed, by simply bein'
     The only one you're dreamin' of
     And oh darlin', you sure do do got a way with love
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:30 Lyrics for Karrie
    Written by:  MARK BRINE
     I wish ... I could write ... a song FOR KARRIE
     one that would win her love for me
     'cause, for Karrie I would give my soul
     'n tho that cliche might be overused 'n old
     it's just so true ... of what I feel ... for Karrie
     If I could only put in notes ... what I feel ... for Karrie
     'n find the choicest lyrics 'n word them perfectly
     'n place them just so right
     none that seem the slightest trite
     oh, how I wished ... I could write a masterpiece ... for Karrie
     Chorus:
     for Karrie is my every girl
     My one 'n only true love in this world
     But, she doesn't know what I truly feel in me
     She thinks I'm just another fool in love
     with her natural, pure femininity
     But, it's so much more than that
     that makes me yearn ... for Karrie
     If I could serenade ... like Romeo ... beneath her window
     A romantic piece I'd composed 'n maybe win her
     But, my poetry's so weak ... it'd need be so unique
     to be like some knight ... in shining armour ... for Karrie
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:20 Lyrics 8th Grade Romance ( ... And They Danced)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
     8th GRADE ROMANCE at the Friday Night Dance
     the boys in one corner 'n the girls in the other
     then I seen her come in ... in her plaid dress so trim
     angelic white blouse her girlfriends gathered about
     petite with silk hair all I could do was stare
     at her charismatic smile time stopped for a while
     then, the lover boys darted, even me I started
     till my shyness took hold 'n I just stood there cold ...
     Chorus:

     AND THEY DANCED ... and they danced ...
     And they danced ... and they danced
     Each one of them wishin' he could be
     the boy t' walk her home, t' call her his own
     yeah, every one except me ...
     No, I (2. they) just stood there watchin'
     too afraid t' take a chance
     As they danced ... and they danced ... and they danced
     Out of the boy's room ... her, out 'a the girl's room
     "Hello, there" she said ... I turned my head
     Embarrassed a bit ... she overlooked it ... said
     "I couldn't help but notice you when I came in" ... I said "Me, too"
     "Was hopin' you'd ask me t' dance, but you passed me"
     I explained I felt shy ... she said, "That's the very reason why"
     she'd been taken to me 'n I came then t' see
     that sometimes what we hide is really, all the while, on our side
     'n if ya think I was surprised .. ya should'a seen the eyes
     of all 'a my friends when the new couple came in ...
    ©2003 Mark Brine  -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:21 Lyrics Riverboat
    Written by:  Mark Brine
     
     A scene comes back from, oh, so very long ago
     of a barefoot boy, upon these banks ... and the RIVERBOAT
     Chorus:
     Riverboat ... carry me away
     (3.Before you go ... please carry me away)
     School days lost to wanderlust ... while my feet would soak
     in the flow of dreams ... that brought me you ... oh, riverboat
     
     Bridge:
     Riverboat, you've passed my by ... oh, so many years
     Take me to where 'er you go ... 'cause you'd surely know ...
     Just anywhere ... oh, riverboat ... riverboat
     carry me away
     Time has aged you so ... old riverboat
     in the blurry mist ... you glide so slow ... old riverboat
    ©2003 Mark Brine -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:19 Lyrics The Tale of the Troll '˜n Me
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Of my many travels, there’s one I ain’t surpassed
     While crossin’ a deserted bridge I never quite got passed
     Hearing sounds beneath me, I glanced down through a hole
     And to my amazement there slept an ugly troll
     Now people speak of fables mytholic fantasies
     But I can’t help believing in everything I see
     So fighting my adrenaline, I chanced to wake his sleep
     In hopes that he’d be friendly a worthwhile soul to meet
     And upon awakening I noticed very clear
     Rolling off onto his beard a single saddenin’ tear
     It seems that he’d been taken, no one had ever dared
     Others they just ran on by, they couldn’t control their fear
     And as we sat there talking, the hours just slipped on by
     All the while I kept thinking how glad I was I’d tried
     Cause all so many times in life, in fear we run away
     and leave behind what we’d ‘ve gained If only we had stayed
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:22 Lyrics The '˜God Will Be Up' Lullaby
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Lullaby – Good Night
     Leave your worries with God
     He'll be up all night anyway
     Watching over his flock
     Like the Good Shepherd does
     'Til morning brings the light of day
     Lullaby its true
     He holds me and you
     In his warm loving arms like sheep
     And protects us from the world
     So now every boy and girl
     Close your eyes and go to sleep
     Chorus:
     GOD WILL BE UP all night anyway
     With his angels to watch you
     'Til the break of day (in every way)
     So don’t fear my little dear
     'Cause God will be up all night anyway
     Lullaby - sweet dreams
     Leave your cares with Him
     He'll be up to turn on the light
     And protect you in this world
     Every little boy and girl
     Till this time again tomorrow night …
     and then …
    ©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:31 Lyrics Ay'ee Lou'siana (alternate take)
    Written by:  MARK BRINE
     The crescent moon is shining down on Lou’siana
     Reflectin' off 'a the bayou water
     The music's playing down in the French Quarter
     'n evenin' it just keeps growing hotter
     Chorus:
     Ay … eee … Lou’siana
     Ay … eeeeee … eeeeee
     Rose perfume drifts through the romantic evenin’
    with the smell of the crayfish boilin' 'n steaming
     The Cajuns are dancing and they have me believin'
     that once you are here, there is no chance of leavin'
     The guitars are strumming, accordions playin'
     The hour is late but there's still celebration
     In the cool moonlit night, the lovers are swayin'
     While young ones in barefeet about them are playin'
    ©2003 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 02:32 Lyrics Ukelele Yodelin' Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE

     I'm a ukelele, ya harldy ever hear me these days
     Just a little ukelele, an instrument nobody plays
     So I got these blues, I feel so uke-less these days
     Ukelele-lay-lee, yeah, that's me
     I feel so little, man I feel 'bout two feet tall
     All them other instruments make me feel so small
     Yeah, my ole self-esteem, hardly got any left at all
     (so, I got these)
     Ukelele-nobody plays me blues
     Yes, no one seems t' need me, ain't this music business cruel
     I am obsolete ‘n useless, yeah it’s such a drag bein' so uncool
     'n wouldn't you know it, the only person who'd play me
     is some ole yodelin' fool, so I got these
     (Yeah, I got these) UKELELE YODELIN' BLUES
    ©2000 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:41 Lyrics New Blue Yodel
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers he done start it
     'N I'm 'a gonna see it through
     Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     'Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     Yeah, its just like one big circle
     It's bound t' come around again
     You know the blues been with us
     Ever since the world began
     Adam and Eve done start it
     Back when the world began
     'N its bound t' still be with us
     When the good Lord He returns again
     It don't matter where you're from
     Its only where ya goin' to
     How can ya go forward
     When you're always lookin' back of you
     Yeah, even Jimmie, he'd tell ya
     Its time t' look t' new
     So, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Yeah, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers, he done start it (I know)
     But I'm gonna see it through
    ©1992 Black Pottery Music(BMI)/Rig Rock Songs(BMI)
  • 03:15 Lyrics Plea for Forgiveness
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    I was driving down the road, the other day
    Coming to a red light I stopped there to wait
    When I overheard through my window a man in a crowd
    Screamin’ “BLACK POWER” with such anger and hate
    Sitting there in my sadness my mind drifted back
    To the sixties ‘n how I marched and how I  truly believed in all that
    Yes, that men are equal and universal Brothers in one
    Like Jesus once taught us to forgive and to love
    But it seems like no matter how hard that we try
    t’ make up for wrongs we just can’t let ‘em die
    Innately we’re all trapped in our self serving greed
    For power and money so no one is free
    Yeah, its us against them and them against us
    There ain’t hardly no one in this world you can trust
    Except  for dear God so we put our belief
    in Him ‘n ignore his true road to peace
    Yeah, its white against black and poor against rich
    Muslims against Jews, Protestants and Cath’lics
    Yeah, everyone’s fightin’ too self-righteous to see
    That it ain’t good for nothing except more misery
    What a sad world it is and it just breaks my heart
    How mankind is so hell-bent on bein’ apart
    When the answers so simple ‘n in the words of Our Lord
    Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called
    The children of God
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:53 Lyrics Rebel
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Everybody called you REBEL
     A nonconfromist too.. 'cause
     You didn't like to do the things
     that normal people do
     They warned you youd be
     Dead and gone before age 22
     All that fast pace-living, son
     Is gonna take its toll on you
     Chorus:
     Rebel, what you running from anyhow
     You live like there's no tomorrow in sight
     Try'na get it all in now rebel
     Whatcha runnin' from anyhow
     Abandoned like the joker card
     That don't belong inside the deck
     Fighting with a death wish
     That's always s breathing down your neck
     You're crazy, you're mixed up
     'n you're so confused
     You're the loner in the crowd
     With a complex screaming at you
     With a voice inside so loud
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:37 Lyrics And .. I'll Wait For You
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     Dearest Kare-Angel (thief of my heart)
     Impatience … is a 'hurts-you'
     In patience … 'n true love …
    Forever … beyond all time
     'n when we're together again
     (at last!) you'll truly understand
     Jack Frost
     P.S. AND …
    I'LL WAIT FOR YOU
     Darlin' I'll be true
     And though we're miles apart
     You're right here in my heart
     And I'll wait for you
     Darlin' I'll be true (Darlin' I love you)
     Maybe I'm a fool to trust you, but I do
     Maybe in my absence you'll share love
     with someone new, still I'll wait for you
     Darlin' I'll be true
     But though we're miles apart your always in my heart
     And I'll wait for you cause darlin' I love you
     Tempting eyes, deceiving lies
     I'm sure you're gonna find them too
     But just remember like I do
     I'm so in love with you
     And so, I'll wait for
     Darlin' I love you
     I'll wait for you
     Yes, I'll wait for you
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

for Karrie

by Mark Brine

Released 2003
Wild Oats Records
Released 2003
Wild Oats Records
“Mark Brine must be Americana’s best kept secret … I tell you, I am absolutely knocked out by "for Karrie" and its warm stories and beautiful picking.” – Pete Smith, Country Music Round Up
  • 03:31 Lyrics Up On Elk's Ridge
    Written by Mark Brine 
    Up on Elk's Ridge ... where you promised to be mine. 
    I carved your initials in that evergreen pine
    'n whenever I would see you ... down at Coggin's feed
    with your Daddy by your side ... you'd always sneak a wink at me. 
    Gosh, I couldn't sleep, back then ... I'd lie nights in my bed
    with visions, so private ... rushin' thru my head
    'n whenever I would see you ... they'd replay in my thoughts
    'n I'd flush that you might see them ... 'n somehow I'd be caught. 
    Chorus:  Yeah, up on Elk's Ridge ... where it all began. 
    I was a boy ... becoming a man (2. I was your boy but now I'm your man)
    and you were a girl ...a lady to be
    (2.  And you're still the girl ... the lady for me..’cause…)
    and we made our commitment ... beneath that evergreen tree ...
    yes, you 'n me, babe ... up on Elk's Ridge.  
    Well, our children, they've grown up ... and all but moved away. 
    It’s been many'a year, now ... since that so-eventful day. 
    And, darlin' my feelings ... they've grown, but haven't changed
    you're still my young sweetheart ... so let's go back again ... yes ... 
    ©2003 Mark Brine  -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:28 Lyrics for Karrie

    Written by: Mark Brine
     I wish ... I could write ... a song FOR KARRIE
     one that would win her love for me
     'cause, for Karrie I would give my soul
     'n tho that cliche might be overused 'n old
     it's just so true ... of what I feel ... for Karrie
     If I could only put in notes ... what I feel ... for Karrie
     'n find the choicest lyrics 'n word them perfectly
     'n place them just so right.. none that seem the slightest trite
     oh, how I wished ... I could write a masterpiece ... for Karrie
     
    Chorus:
     for Karrie is my every girl
     My one 'n only true love in this world
     But, she doesn't know what I truly feel in me
     She thinks I'm just another fool in love
     with her natural, pure femininity
     But, it's so much more than that
     that makes me yearn ... for Karrie
     If I could serenade like Romeo ... beneath her window
     A romantic piece I'd composed 'n maybe win her
     But, my poetry's so weak ... it'd need be so unique
     to be like some knight ... in shining armour ... for Karrie
    ©2003 Mark Brine -   Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:37 Lyrics Baby, You Move Me
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1. Lookin’ like a snake you wiggle in
    Baby, get so excited, I just don’t know where t’ begin
    You got that black dress on ‘n it’s so sleek
    ‘n you’re so slick ‘n ... baby, oouuu
    Hey, baby doll let’s stay right here ‘n get a word
    ‘n get this straight between me ‘n you .. ‘cause baby
    Chorus:
    You move me ...  Yeah, baby… 
    You move me
    ‘n I can feel it shake just like an earthquake above my feet
    ‘cause, Baby you move me
    2. Sizzlin’ hot property, baby that’s you
    I know my lady when I see her ‘n I do
    You got more going for you than most woman ever dream of
    Yes, whatever you are needin’ ..be sure I’ll do my best t’ see ya through
    ‘cause ... (chorus)

    3. What’s a man like me supposed t’ do
    As lucky as I am t’ have me a lady like you
    I just can’t help it, can’t control it, wanna hold it back but baby doll can’t do
    So let me express it to you, darling.. ‘cause I swear it’s gonna satisfy ya too
    Yeah, baby .. (Chorus)
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:17 Lyrics Once A Soldier (Always A Hero)
    Written by: Eddie Russell
    You know who you are.  I don't have to say your name. 
    But I would like to thank you for the sacrifice you made. 
    A pair of combat boots ..in a closet tucked away
    is all that you have left ..for the price you had to pay. 
    Chorus:  once a soldier.. always a hero
    every man and woman.. who fought for Uncle Sam
    deserves a golden medal.. and a pedestal on high. 
    For those of you still living and for those who had to die
    once a Soldier always a hero. 
    Yes I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart. 
    I don't believe in war but the war you didn't start. 
    You only did your duty, your patriotic call. 
    America's true hero and I thank you one and all. 
    ©2003 Eddie Russell/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:40 Lyrics You Ain't Feelin' With A Full Deck
    Written by: Mark Brine

    1. Got a feelin' in my heart
    that you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    the way you keep me hangin' on
    just what else do you expect. 
    You ain't been givin' all the way
    'n I can feel your cold neglect
    And it hurts t' say it darlin’
    but you ain't feelin' with a full deck. 
    Chorus:  You ain't feelin' with a full deck
    You ain't been doin' your good man right
    Ain't feelin' with a full deck
    when you deal your cards at night
    You been puttin' your doin' off
    Ain't been checkin' up on what you should check
    'n baby I just can't help but think ...
    you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    2. Every night it's just the same
    I lay 'n count the ceiling cracks
    while you are fast asleep 'n dreamin'
    it's hard to talk to someone's back
    'n it just don't seem to get no better
    more 'n more it’s takin' affect. 
    'n day t' day I'm more convinced
    that you ain't feelin' with a full deck
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:18 Lyrics 8th Grade Romance ( ... And They Danced)
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
     8th GRADE ROMANCE at the Friday Night Dance
     the boys in one corner 'n the girls in the other
     then I seen her come in ... in her plaid dress so trim
     angelic white blouse her girlfriends gathered about
     petite with silk hair all I could do was stare
     at her charismatic smile time stopped for a while
     then, the lover boys darted, even me I started
     till my shyness took hold 'n I just stood there cold ...
     Chorus:
     AND THEY DANCED ... and they danced ...
     And they danced ... and they danced
     Each one of them wishin' he could be
     the boy t' walk her home, t' call her his own
     yeah, every one except me ...
     No, I (2. they) just stood there watchin'
     too afraid t' take a chance
     As they danced ... and they danced ... and they danced
     Out of the boy's room ... her, out 'a the girl's room
     "Hello, there" she said ... I turned my head
     Embarrassed a bit ... she overlooked it ... said
     "I couldn't help but notice you when I came in" ... I said "Me, too"
     "Was hopin' you'd ask me t' dance, but you passed me"
     I explained I felt shy ... she said, "That's the very reason why"
     she'd been taken to me 'n I came then t' see
     that sometimes what we hide is really, all the while, on our side
     'n if ya think I was surprised .. ya should'a seen the eyes
     of all 'a my friends when the new couple came in ...
    ©2003 Mark Brine  -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:12 Lyrics Always Open Arms

    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Where do I go ... when the wind blows bitter cold
    to where it's always peaceful, warm ..and I’m always free from harm. 
    Yes, where is there always ... the truest love found waiting
    when there's none left, in the world
    and it's so unsettled and uncalm ...
    Chorus:  Your always open arms ..Yes, your (2.  Lord, your ...)
    forever out-stretched arms. 
    You're my port in every storm ..when I'm injured, hurt 'n torn ...
    where do I return ... Yes, where do I always turn ... to ... your always open arms. 
    Where is my strength ... when I'm all, but, beaten down
    and crushed, just like a flower ... in the world's cruel, gripping palm. 
    Yes, where is there the magic ... and the cure-all for my ails. 
    Where is all the love, I'll ever need ... in your ... always open arms ... 
    ©2003 Mark Brine  -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:21 Lyrics Riverboat

    Written by:  Mark Brine
     
     A scene comes back from, oh, so very long ago
     of a barefoot boy, upon these banks ... and the RIVERBOAT
     Chorus:
     Riverboat ... carry me away
     (3.Before you go ... please carry me away)
     School days lost to wanderlust ... while my feet would soak
     in the flow of dreams ... that brought me you ... oh, riverboat
     
     Bridge:
     Riverboat, you've passed my by ... oh, so many years
     Take me to where 'er you go ... 'cause you'd surely know ...
     Just anywhere ... oh, riverboat ... riverboat
     carry me away
     Time has aged you so ... old riverboat
     in the blurry mist ... you glide so slow ... old riverboat
    ©2003 Mark Brine -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:42 Lyrics Mae West Momma
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Got me a Mae West Momma.  She looks like that movie star. 
    Got me a Mae West Momma.  She acts like that movie star. 
    She got a birthmark on her cheek and her elbow on the bar. 
    She got a frontside that don't quit, a backside that don't fit. 
    She's always cussin' anybody that gives her any lip, my
    Mae West momma.  Man, that Momma's fine. 
    If you don't treat her with respect Lord-o-Lord, she'll slap ya blind. 
    She's stoppin' traffic on the street.  All them cats give up their seat. 
    Just like a fryin' pan on feet, whenever she turns on the heat,
    My Mae West momma.  Shoot, that gal is sweet. 
    She's a sight for my sore-eyeballs whenever hers, and my lids meet. 
    She hangs down the casino, sometimes from a chandelier. 
    She got arrested for assault ‘n  she bit the sergeant on the ear. 
    She knows a buncha good half Nelson's. Man, that gal is mean. 
    She's my Mae West momma, and she can handle any scene. 
    She's got a mink that don't stop growin',a credit card at Saks…
    diamonds and big hairdo's there ain't nothin' my gal lacks – my
    Mae West momma.  Lord, that gal is cool. 
    She waves a fan made in Japan, and she ain't anybody's fool. 
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:54 Lyrics Stephen
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Those days we spent in Chinatown becoming friends again.
    Fate brought us together, once more that we might speak of then. 
    Yes, our early years in Cambridge when we longed for nothing less
    than, how the future would unfold when we would finally leave the nest ...
    oh ... oh ... oh. 
    Chorus:  Stephen ... my childhood friend (2. old) (3. life-long)
    if I could only see you again ... oh ... oh.  (Who can foresee the ends)
    Stephen ...
    I took South to search it out.  You went to Broadway. 
    I wrote songs about the past.  Your film retold those days. 
    Was it all so sacred to us?  Yes, it truly must have been
    for I still find myself returning 'n peeking back now 'n then ...
    oh ... oh ... oh ... (Chorus)
    How much we shared as Brothers in our music and love for art
    and that last time that I saw you still darkly warms my heart ...
    yes ..never to be forgotten like when we spoke of it all back then
    in those days we spent in Chinatown ... becoming friends again ...
    oh ... oh ... oh 
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:55 Lyrics Even Blind Faith Has To See

    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Girl, you're always ... leadin' me on
    what you're wantin' me to do
    is follow with my eyes closed
    but, I can't help doubtin' you. 
    'Cause, I've given you, just every chance
    but, the way it looks to me is, time has come for provin'
    'cause, even blind faith has to see. 
    Chorus: Yes, even blind faith has to see the dawn of hope ... eventually. 
    Every highway leads some place ... somebody wants to be. 
    So don't ask me to follow ... 'cause, somethin' keeps on tellin' me ...
    that words are only words ... and even blind faith has to see. 
    Your sensuous moves, and your quicksand eyes
    I'll admit, they turn me on. 
    But, every night my loneliness reminds me I was wrong. 
    If this is just some ... ego thing ... and ya think the wool's pulled over me. 
    Well, baby ... that just don't get it 'cause, even blind faith has to see. 
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:24 Lyrics Blue Roses

    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Mr. Florist ... could you fill an order that, I know, might sound strange. 
    But I'd like to send them to the lady that used to wear my name. 
    Blue Roses ... if ya have them.. might express the way I feel
    'cause, even tho, it's been some time.. my love for her's still real. 
    Chorus: Blue Roses and a note that says Je t'aime ... pour la vie. 
    'Cause, she might think I'm over her ..but that's just never gonna be. 
    And even if it's too late, I'd like to still send them along
    so, she'll know I'm really sorry that I treated her so wrong. 
    There always was a special place.. for roses in her heart. 
    And, I was like that too, once.. but, now we're worlds apart. 
    And I know, now.. what she meant to me.  I was just too blind to see. 
    But, it's better late than never and, there might still be time, so please. 
    ©1983 Mark Brine/Streets of Gold Music (ASCAP)
  • 03:33 Lyrics Back Roads
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    1.I wandered down the back roads last nite
    Deep into the sleeping hands of time
    Back to the home that we once knew
    and I saw a fleeting glimpse (there) of you
    in your school uniform with your long blonde hair
    ‘n that tie you used to wear
    And we were pals once again
    In those few short moments lost in space
    And I remember feeling just so overwhelmed
    At simply seein' your little face
    And I ran my hand across your head (for good luck)
    Like I always used t' do way back then
    As you showed me your drawing of a truck
    And in that moment, the dream came to an end
    Chorus: 
    Back roads - back roads
    Down the back roads of (2.in) time
    Back roads - back roads
    Down the back roads of my (2.your) mind
    2. It’s sad how the paths of life just stray
    Fathers and sons how they go their separate ways
    Yes, I realize it’s all the Master's plan
    He molds you in His hands - you've become a full grown man
    But, I only hope that one day in your travels
    No matter where the road may go 'n how the tale unravels
    Yes, somewhere when you stop to look behind
    You'll know I'll always be there
    down the back roads of your mind
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI) 
  • 05:25 Lyrics Fly Away

    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    The mist above the graveyard looked like freedom reaching up
    caressing the early darkened sky. 
    And I felt a part of me let go and it felt so good to feel my spirit fly –
    fly away, fly – away. 
    From all the madness and sadness of this world the never-ending wars. 
    Of pig-piles, groping, twisting, tanglin', fightin' for the pie
    and yet still always wantin' more - no, fly - away, fly – away. 
    Bridge:  Fly – away, fly – away. 
    The seed is placed deep in the dirt or else it cannot bloom. 
    Still the flower just takes so very long
    to come up thru the filthy earth and reach out towards the sun
    like as if, to fly – away.  Yes, to fly away. 
    Shedding of its seed and self upon the tilled earth's surface bare. 
    Yes, it’s all the Gardener's plan to pick His special roses
    for His mansion in the air - and in the air, we fly – away, fly – away.
    ©2003 Mark Brine/Mark Brine Music (BMI)

Real Special Feelin'

by Mark Brine

Released 1999
Wild Oats Records
Released 1999
Wild Oats Records
Songs filled with heartfelt emotion and rootsy imagery.
  • 03:21 Lyrics Real Special Feelin'
    Written by: Mark Brine
     I get a REAL SPECIAL FEELIN'
     Whenever you're around
     The right words to express it
     Those are words I haven't found
     But somethin' sorta tells me
     There'll be time 'n, in time we'll see
     But, I got a real special feelin'
     About you 'n me
     Chorus: A real special feelin'
     'N it's bringin' peace of mind
     If we ain't in love then we're the fools
     'Cause, we're showin' all the signs
     A real special feelin'
     Ain't that what love's supposed to be
     Yeah, I got a real special feelin'
     About you 'n me
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:03 Lyrics You Sure Got a Way
    Written by:  MARK BRINE

     I don't know what it is about you
     But you sure can satisfy
     You've got some kinda lover's knack
     You hardly even have 'ta try

     (it's) like you were born with somethin' extra
     You give me more than what's enough
     And, oh darlin' you sure got a way with love
     Chorus:
     YOU SURE GOT A WAY with love
     You sure got a way with love
     You sure do know your stuff
     You sure got a way with love
     It all just comes so nat'ral to you
     So effortless and free
     And bein' on the receivin' end
     I guess someone up there sure likes me

     'cause, I've been blessed, by simply bein'
     The only one you're dreamin' of
     And oh darlin', you sure do do got a way with love
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:35 Lyrics I've Always Been a Sucker For Your Smile (Miss Rebecca)
    Written by:  MARK BRINE
     Remember when we was just knee-high to a grasshopper
     'n you talked me inta puttin' that thumbtack on Mrs. Daley's chair
     Well, I sure got my behind warmed 'n you just sat there 'n smiled, Rebecca
     'n in spite of all my agony, somehow I just didn't care
     Then, there was the time down at Miller's General Store
     when I tried to steal that candy bar for you
     Well, I sure caught the devil 'n once again you just smiled that famous smile
     'n in spite of all the scoldin' I just had 'ta laugh about it, too 'cause
     Chorus:
     I've always been a sucker for your smile, Miss Rebecca
     From childhood thru high school days, I always was (2.played) your fool
     Your ever-true accomplice 'n you've known it all the while
     Yeah, I've always been a sucker for your smile (ah, Miss Rebecca)
     All those crazy episodes, oh the stories we could tell
     That time ya got me to climb down then take ya to the movies
     with them coins from the wishin' well
     Yeah, it's been one situation after another for you 'n me
     We've sure had more than our fair share of adventures 'n catastrophes
     But, now we've grown a little older 'n you're sure bloomin' inta a fine young lady
     'n I can see a different sorta mischief in your eyes
     'n yes, I can tell what's on your mind 'n I'm game, just like ev'ry other time
     'n I swear I’m gonna be that way until the day I die. 'cause …
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:17 Lyrics I Woke Up in Time
    Written by: FAYNE CLARK

    I WOKE UP IN TIME, didn't oversleep
    Rains still fallin' but my tears will keep
    My time's comin' I just don't know when
    And I woke up in time to be lonely again

    I’ve been down now for the last few days
    Looked around for love, couldn’t find it any place
    Kept an open mind, found a million friends
    But woke up in time to be lonely again
    Now I don't want a love to cling to
    Or to hold too tight on me
    Just someone who’ll touch my heart and leave my spirit free

    But I guess some of us just got (born) to be alone
    Do the best we can to make it on our own
    Share lovin' moments every now and then
    And wake up in time to be lonely again
    Now I don't want a love to cling to
    Or to hold too tight on me
    Just someone who’ll touch my hear And leave my spirit free
    But I guess some are born to be alone
    Do the best we can to make it on our own
    Share lovin' moments every now and then
    And wake up in time to be lonely again
    Yes, I woke up in time to be lonely again
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:57 Lyrics When the Moon Was in the Sky
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    I still see the summer night memories
    Of a long ago July
    It was a whole different world then
     WHEN THE MOON WAS IN THE SKY
    The dark blue night would hide us
    'Neath it's blanket as we'd lie
    And wait for that one moment
    When the moon was in the sky
    Chorus:
    When the moon was in the sky
    There was a light that lit my way
    Then it disappeared with you
    And now my world's dark, everyday
    But I never thought it possible
    That a love that strong could die
    When the moon was in the sky
    For it all seemed like a dream then
    A summer love to grow
    Far beyond the autumn leaves
    And the falling winter snows
    At least that's what I thought I'd found there
    In the sparkle of your eyes
    But, it must've been just reflections from
    When the moon was in the sky
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:48 Lyrics If Your Thoughts Are Ever Mine
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    If your heart is ever hurtin', it don't have 'ta be
    If loneliness is slammin' doors, I'm your window free
    If the world becomes too heavy, I'll hold it up for you and gladly too
    Your life, if it gets old, I'll make it all feel new
    Chorus:
    IF YOUR THOUGHTS ARE EVER MINE
    Don't have a second doubt
    'Cause mine are all of you
    You're all I think about and
    Somewhere down the road
    There's gonna come a time
    Yes, there'll be a time for me
    I'll still be waitin'
    If your thoughts are ever mine
    When you're drowning in your tears and none will dive into the raging sea
    That's pulling down, I'll rescue you
    For I'm just waitin' on the shore, watchin' over you - yeah I really do
    I always have 'cause I'm the one who really cares for you
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:19 Lyrics Aggie (alternate take)
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    AGGIE, it's been such a long, long time
    Aggie, are ya gettin' along fine
    Seems like but a century
    Since I smelt your sweet perfume
    Aggie, you're still on my mind
    Lilacs in the grove
    Your beige cameos
    Deep sarsaparilla eyes
    And the day ya had to go
    It's all there in the past
    Colors shattered like bits of glass
    Leavin' my mended stained-glass heart
    From such a long, long time ago
    Chorus:
    Aggie, Aggie
    It's a shame ya never knew
    How much you meant to me
    There's just so much
    I could have said to make ya see
    But it's too late
    Aggie, do ya ever think of me
    'Cause you're still fresh in my thoughts
    And that's the way you'll always be
    Restin' peacefully
    On the piazza swing for two
    Aggie, waitin', hopin' there for me
    ©1999 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 03:20 Lyrics Dear Jesse
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    Jesse was a good boy, he didn't mean nobody harm
    He just loved young Ginny with a love that was so strong
    Whatever you are wantin', Ginny, I will fetch for you
    Bring me but a gold ring, I can wear in thoughts of you, just
    Chorus:
    A gold ring, I can wear in thoughts of you, DEAR JESSE (oh)
    Jesse took a pistol from his daddy's woodshed door
    'N went down to the city-near 'n robbed the jewelry store
    In the chase that followed, frightened Jesse killed a man
    'N stole away upon a train with the ring still in his hand
    In the days that followed, a note come with the mail
    With the ring he'd stole for Ginny "Wear it without fail
    Soon there came the news of Jesse's capture 'n return
    Murder first degree 'n death by hanging soon they learned
    Ginny came up to the jail, she came upon his cell
    Jesse made her promise of the ring she'd never tell
    The scaffold holds my true love all my dreams 'n everything
    'N I stand in the shadow clutchin' to dear Jesse's ring
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:45 Lyrics So Lonely Without You
    Written by:  Mark Brine
     Hold me close, hold me tight, oouu, baby
     Touch your man, lead him in, oouu, baby, cause
     I've been so lonely without you I didn't know what I'd do
     I've been so lonely without you
     Take my love, take my life, oouu, darlin'
     Hold it close, hold it dear oouu, darlin' 'cause
     I've been so lonely without you I didn't know what I'd do I've been so lonely without you
     Chorus:
     My life has been such an awful void of lonely days
     Wanderin' numb (2.'round) in a cloud of dreary haze
     But, it's so good to be back home, I'm so tired of bein' alone
     I've been so lonely without you
     Touch my eyes make them see again, darlin'
     They've lost sight, there's no life inside them, darlin' ' cause
     I've been so lonely without you, I didn't know what I'd do
     I've been so lonely without you
    ©2004 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:30 Lyrics Kentucky Blue
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Chorus:
    Blue (blue … blue)
    I'm so KENTUCKY BLUE
    Miss my folks 'n my home (2 friends)
    But most of all, girl, I miss you
    'N I'm so Kentucky Blue
    I left for the city t' see what good I'd do
    Had my dreams of riches my music to pursue
    But, all I've done since I've been here is treasure thoughts of you
    Leaving me in sorrow 'n so Kentucky Blue
    I'm so afraid of failin', music's all I wanna do
    So I'm fightin' with myself inside so afraid of losin' you
    Girl, believe I love you please don't be with someone new
    'Cause, I'll be home to you 'n be true, too 'n no more Kentucky Blue
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:20 Lyrics Pretty Things
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    I was walking down Broadway just the other day
    When in through a little shop window, I saw a young lady
    In a new dress all 'a glowin' her happiness was showin'
    'N I had to stop for the beauty of it, made me
    For she was so in-her-glory 'n her proud husband was too
    As She fluttered about like a butterfly in the lookin' glass
    Then, I saw you in her place with that smile on your face
    'N oouu, how I wished I could, someday do you like that
    Chorus: Pretty, PRETTY THINGS
    Someday I'll get them for you
    For all that you do
    The happiness you bring oouu, oouu
    Pretty things for my pretty thing
    Yeah, my pretty thing
    You say it don't matter, that ya love me anyway
    But deep down inside I can tell that you're not happy
    'Cause your sad eyes give-away 'n it goes on day after day
    'N it only makes me want more 'n more t' give my
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:40 Lyrics Now's the Time I Need You Most
    Written by: Bob Pyle

    God said, if only you believe
    God said, if only you will try
    He said, I will never leave
    I'll be right there by your side
    God said, you will never fall
    I'll be with you as you go
    All you have to do is call
    I say, right NOW IS THE TIME I NEED YOU MOST
    'Cause I just can't keep myself from slidin'
    As I'm climbin' up Mt. Zion
    I can hear the devil callin'
    Lord, please help me cause I'm fallin'
    And I'm waitin', oh so patiently
    I know you won't forsake me
    Give me back the faith I've lost
    Now's the time I need you most
    God said when you call my name
    I can see inside your heart
    You and I could be the same
    Why should we be so far apart
    Give back the love you took away
    Give back the friendship that we knew
    If you'll do these things for me
    I'll give back everything to you
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:48 Lyrics You're My Songs
    Written by: Mark Brine

     You're every song I write
     And sing for all the world to know
     That you're mine through wrong and right
     'Cause, whether it's the sad song
     Or the tender lovin' one
     They're all written just for you
     And that's to who they're sung
     You're my inspiration
     YOU'RE MY SONGS
     Everything that means a thing
     Is right where it belongs
     'Cause even when I leave this world
     My voice it may be gone
     But all of how I feel still remains
     'Cause, honey, you're my songs
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 06:06 Lyrics Always You
    Written by: Mark Brine
     Summer came 'n summers went
     The life we knew, the days were spent
     The meadows green, the skies of blue
     And it was ALWAYS YOU, babe
     Always you
     The dreams like rainbows across the horizon
     Always runnin' 'n chasin' 'em - but never arrivin
     But mornin' would come 'n we'd still be risin
     And it was always you - yeah, it was always you
     Chorus:
     Life is a mystery, baby
     it just keeps rollin' on by
     No matter whatcha think of it
     Ya just never know why
     No, all ya can do is try
     And babe, we gave it a try
     (Yeah, all you can do is try … just remember)
     It was always you, yeah
     It was, always you
     The regrets, dark clouds just let 'em roll across the sky
     They ain't worth the worry or the tear you cry
     There's only tomorrow, and if it makes ya sigh
     Just remember, too it was always you
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

American Bleak House

by Mark Brine

Released 1999
Kjk Recordings
Released 1999
Kjk Recordings
The Original 1999 controversial FOLK/SOCIAL COMMENTARY CD.
  • 02:25 Lyrics Yankee Doodle Return
    Written by: Mark Brine
     
    Chorus:
    I’m still waitin’ on YANKEE DOODLE
    t’ come ridin’ inta town
    sportin’ that feather stuck in his cap
    and bouncin’ up ‘n down
    Whistlin’ away on that patriotic old tune
    about freedom found (bound)
    Yeah, I’m still countin’ on Yankee Doodle
    t’come ridin’ inta town
    (Yeah, me I’m countin’ on Yankee Doodle
    t’ come ridin’ inta town)
    With his chin up proud ‘n  unashamed
    I see him prancin’ along
    Pony Expressin’ ‘n bringin’ back
    any spirit that was gone
    He ain’t no politician
    He ain’t no high fallutin’
    He’s the everyday person like you
    Still believin’ in the truth
    ‘N God we trusted in
    t’ help us carry freedom through
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:54 Lyrics Nobody Hears the Heart
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     
    A million sounds all around you in constant hum
    Easily heard except for the calling of one
    Yes the one most needed hearing and so we’re apart
    In war and in cold ‘cause NOBODY HEARS THE HEART
    Chorus:
    Nobody hears the heart
    So faintly reaching out
    Yet, its everywhere about
    Nobody hears, nobody hears the heart
    His word were so true its obvious He really knew
    ‘N He spoke with a wisdom so profound that it cut right through
    All that ever’d been said ‘ n it tore all their logic apart
    So they took His life ‘cause no one will hear the heart
    t©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:34 Lyrics At the Gates (The Sentry's Observation)
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    There’s an ivory-colored castle
    Pen-quill from its stand
    Someone’s scratching a message
    To a far off distant land
    A rider on a pale horse
    Races thru a storm-filled night
    Lightnin’ cracks the bleak dark sky
    Casting pale ‘n frightening light
    A scarlet cloak is flapping
    With a heavy gust-like snap
    A sentry moves to the gate
    From the tavern just beyond him
    Where the ales are passed and swung
    By the unaware and unconcerned
    Too lost in drunken fun
    A two-edged sword, it slices
    The wind in violent swipes
    The horse pounds on through the mounting storm
    To a harvest ever-ripe
    As the tear-stained ink dries on the notes
    that are rolled up in a grasp
    And the wax seal hardens the impression
    From the sacred ring (that it was cast
    The smell of death reeks the air
    The Sentry reacts
    Involuntary shivers bolt up
    And across his tightened back
    He turns toward the laughter
    Growing louder in the night
    Then in a jolt, back out to a thunderin’ sound
    In the dim and ghostly light
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:11 Lyrics American Nightmare

    Written by: Mark Brine

    I had an awful dream last night
    Lord, it was a terrible, terrible dream
    ‘N I saw our country falling
    In a series of many scenes
    It was an awful thing to witness
    An even harder thing now to share
    But I watched the American dream
    Turn into the AMERICAN NIGHTMARE

    I saw the innocent blood of millions
    Of little infants bein’ shed
    ‘N all’a the homeless, hungry faces
    In all’a the plenty still goin’ unfed
    ‘N it made me feel so sick ‘n helpless
    ‘N so alone in all’a my fear
    As I watched the American dream
    turn into the American nightmare
    Chorus 1:
    There was an avalanche of confusion
    A cyclone of great despair
    Mass injustice spreading and you could see it everywhere
    Criminals released on the streets
    Committing atrocities beyond compare
    Yes and I watched the American dream
    Turn into the American nightmare
    There was tremblin’ people on their knees
    All prayin’ to God in vain
    ‘Cause for so long they’d rejected Him
    ‘N even tried to erase His name
    ‘N they’d slowly built their laws to dodge His
    For all’a their selfish wants ‘n cares
    ‘N I saw the judgment come down
    Like Sodom ‘n Gomorrah to the ground
    Chorus 2:
    ‘N I saw our flag ‘ a blazin’
    and the ashes sweep ‘cross the ground
    To where the tombs of the dead unknown soldiers
    Lay forgotten without a sound
    ‘N I saw respect disintegrate
    along with all the morals, faith ‘n care
    (Doesn’t anybody out there care?)
    and I watched the American dream
    Turn into the American nightmare
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 05:49 Lyrics In God They Trusted
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Chorus:
    IN GOD THEY TRUSTED, in God they came (went)
    In God they endured beyond all the pain (no matter what they were sent)
    Thru sufferings and toils to a new found land (in this)
    In God they trusted to lend (them) His hand
    They sailed for  the New World missionaries on a quest
    The Promised Land, Plymouth Rock each day further west
    And in all their hard travels no mater how dreams got dusted
    They never turned back for in God they trusted
    In the Revolutionary War one nation under Him
    Fought against tyranny ‘n was blessed to win and
    In the Civil War  they all prayed in a song
    Yes, when this country was divided they sang His truth marches on
    In God they trusted, in God they marched
    Thru the death and the mis’ry with that song in their hearts
    Thru the mud and the blood thru the terrible fight
    In God they trusted to lead them to right
    The World War’s came and they turned to Him
    Believin’ in freedom and that He’d help them again
    ‘N in the good times as well you’d always hear them sing
    God Bless American from shore t’ shore it would ring yes
    In God they trusted, in God they’d sing
    In the schoolrooms’ ‘n just everywhere you’d hear it ring
    For the blessings He’d shown for the freedoms they’d known
    In God they trusted never standing alone
    Then this nation forgot all that He’d brought them thru
    Turning their backs on the God they once knew
    ‘til they slowly unraveled ‘n lost all they had
    ‘N the world still remembers them in this epitaph sad
    In God they trusted in God they received
    In God they did things almost too great t’ believe
    But in God they grew tired too (high ‘n) mighty to tell
    And for  that very reason in God they fell
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 02:47 Lyrics Amen
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    You and your evil message you are Satan’s advocates
    Spreadin’ his spiritual A.I.D.S. to our young, impressionable kids
    It makes me sick to my stomach every time I hear your trash
    Clutterin’ up the airwaves sellin’ your souls away for cash
    Promoting the god you’ve chosen here on earth in what you say
    With your arrogant disposition you are going to have your day
    Sellin’ suicide and distorted life ‘n when it all hits the fan
    You run off ‘n hide your spineless self ‘n wash your blood-stained dirty hands
    Yeah, it’s off to your sin-bought mansion cryin’ “nobody understands”
    But, I’ll tell you what Mr. Superstar fool the rest of the world if you can
    ‘Cause I can see right thru your make-up and your snarlin’ 8 x 10s
    There’s a day of reckoning comin’ and when it gets here I’ll say “Amen!”
    Yes, your rewards foretold in the Lord’s own words why don’t you take a look sometime
    In the Good Book Luke Seventeen verse two ‘n it’s all just a matter of time
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:52 Lyrics Somebody's Child (The Atonal Dirge)

    Written by: MARK BRINE

    With tears in his eyes
    He looked up at me
    In a doorway deserted
    In such a bitter agony
    Yes, ever cold was that night yet still
    Warmer than mankind
    I stood there in a sorrow
    That still weighs my mind
    Then turning in a glance
    With his tear in my eye
    Thru the smearing I could see
    Yet not understand why
    For below me in my scan
    Of the neon-lit city
    There was lined and empty buildings ‘n I wondered
    Who more t’ pity
    Chorus:
    Somebody’s Child, nobody’s own (anybody’s own)
    So precious, so innocent, yet (once precious, once innocent)
    Left all alone
    No one to reach out in a world full of hands
    All tuck in their own pockets
    Will they ever understand
    One inner city youth
    With no recalls of a Dad
    No direction, no example
    Of a man, has he had
    A message blastin’ in his ear
    From a perverted warped mind
    Who’ll call himself ‘brother’ but
    Really all the time, he’s just another
    Kinda slave trader one even
    Worse than the first
    Who’ll sell not only a body
    But a soul for his thirst
    Of power and money then by the six o’clock news
    He’s somewhere out of the picture of one more
    Dead inner city youth
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:15 Lyrics Plea for Forgiveness
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    I was driving down the road, the other day
    Coming to a red light I stopped there to wait
    When I overheard through my window a man in a crowd
    Screamin’ “BLACK POWER” with such anger and hate
    Sitting there in my sadness my mind drifted back
    To the sixties ‘n how I marched and how I  truly believed in all that
    Yes, that men are equal and universal Brothers in one
    Like Jesus once taught us to forgive and to love
    But it seems like no matter how hard that we try
    t’ make up for wrongs we just can’t let ‘em die
    Innately we’re all trapped in our self serving greed
    For power and money so no one is free
    Yeah, its us against them and them against us
    There ain’t hardly no one in this world you can trust
    Except  for dear God so we put our belief
    in Him ‘n ignore his true road to peace
    Yeah, its white against black and poor against rich
    Muslims against Jews, Protestants and Cath’lics
    Yeah, everyone’s fightin’ too self-righteous to see
    That it ain’t good for nothing except more misery
    What a sad world it is and it just breaks my heart
    How mankind is so hell-bent on bein’ apart
    When the answers so simple ‘n in the words of Our Lord
    Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called
    The children of God
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 03:16 Lyrics Old Folkies At Home
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    The OLD FOLKIES AT HOME
    Callin’ up talk radio complainin’ on the phone
    Everybody gets their fifteen minutes to moan

    Yeah, the old folkies at home
    Sittin’ on a sofa all alone
    Watchin’ the world news
    Where’d it all go wrong?
    Pointin’ the remote another station flicks on
    For the old folkies at home
    Chorus:
    And, it’s women who love men who loved folk music
    Who’ve lived t’ see Hattie Carroll played out in reverse
    In the carnival courtrooms where justice puts
    Another (a different)  tragicomedy mask on
    For the old folkies at home
    The old folkies at home
    Livin’ in the aftermath of an
    Age, that’s so unknowin’
    Of everything they worked for … and
    Sang about in song, yes, the old folkies at home
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 09:25 Lyrics P.C. Blues (I Just Can't Civilize Myself Enough)
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Po-lit-ically correct? no siree
    You’re lookin’ at Mr. Non-conformity ‘ cause I won’t
    No I could never civilize myself to be
    What I know ain’t me, I like t’ be free
    Think for myself not collectively so I don’t
    No, I could never civilize myself enough
    Like I could by inta what Mr. President says
    But I know it’s theatrics ‘n just messin’ with my head so I
    Don’t ‘cause I just could never civilize myself t’ politicians
    ‘Cause they’re so full’a crap ‘n patronizin’ riff-raff that
    It don’t make no sense no how ‘ n I’m smarter than that
    So you see, I could never civilize myself’ t’that
    F’ instance I could agree that it’s alrite
    T’ take an infant’s live before it’s ripe but I don’t
    ‘‘Cause I just can’t see ‘n I doubt I ever will
    No I’m sure its’ a fact y’ wouldn’t need t’ do that
    If it wasn’t alive in the first place n’ matter which end it’s
    At so ya see I could never civilize myself t’ kill
    Chorus:
    No I just can’t  civilize myself t’ sell myself give up
    Myself t’ please someone who don’t even know how in
    The world t’ think for themselves
    Hey I could believe we evolved from the apes
    Like the intellects say but the thought just escapes my mind
    No I could never civilize myself to just bananas!

    ‘Cause the make-up of man ‘n nature is so
    Precisely constructed why even a fool would know there’s a God
    No I could never seen no truth in what they hand us
    And E-col-ogy it’s important t’ me
    But I’m much more concerned with the pollution of young minds y’ see
    And it’s rampant yet no one gives a damn ‘bout that reality!
    No, they fend for the whales ‘n owls ‘n trees
    ‘N promote the annihilation of innocent humanity bass ackwards!
    With their Dr. Death self-righteous piety!
    ‘N they scream about guns ‘n how they all should be
    Outlawed with no mention of res-pon-siblity but I never
    Seen a weapon go on t’ college ‘n get itself a degree
    ‘Cause it ain’t got no brain hey it’s only a tool
    Like a hammer or an axe the end result’s what you choose t’
    Do with it good ‘n evil that’s just a product of you ‘n me!
    No I just can’t civilize myself or tell myself convince myself
    That someone else is somehow t’ blame for the things that I do
    No I accept it myself
    Yup I could to like alotta folks do
    look out for number one ‘n worship money, too but I can’t
    ‘cause I could never civilize myself t’ do
    what I know is all wrong, yeah I feel that strong ‘n that’s why
    I’m strugglin’ barely getting’ along but oh well still
    I could never civilize myself …
    Example, I could write songs that I know would sell
    ‘bout evil ‘n sinnin’ ‘n the road t’ hell but I don’t
    ‘cause, I could never civilize myself t’ tell
    (you) what I know ain’t true ‘n what’d only hurt you
    ‘n that’s why I hate ‘em ‘n suffer for what’s true, yeah I do
    Still I could never civilize myself …
    Yeah, the things that I write come straight from the heart
    I never been a yes-man ‘n I ain’t ‘bout t’ start f’’ no one
    No, I could never civilize myself t’lie
    for some financial gain I think it’s a shame
    the filth I hear turned out mis-using art as it’s name ain’t so!
    ‘n I could never prostitute myself f’ money!
    Chorus:
    No, I just can’t civilize myself, sell myself, give up myself
    t’ please the world who ain’t got a clue just where they’re
    headin’, no I preserve myself
    Civil rights, I full agree
    but there’s a handful ‘a people that take it to the extreme degree
    of absurdity, no I just can’t civilize myself t’ see
    Some ‘a them far-fetched claims why you’d just have’ta be insane
    like our judicial system not t’ see thru the games people play
    no, I just can’t civilize myself t’ greed
    Hey, no don’t get me wrong you know damn well who I mean
    them criminals ‘n lawyers with their blood-money schemes it’s
    disgusting! ‘n spit in the face of everything that’s right !
    Hey when you’re outside of the law, you don’t deserve any law!
    You forfeit it buddy shoulda thought’a that before so bear with it!
    ‘n accept the fruit’a your eviil way of life!

    ‘n all the private-interest groups, they just get on my nerves
    with all their squawkin’ ‘n complainin’ ‘bout what they deserve
    it’s a beach, I wish they’d all just go ‘n get themselves a life!
    ‘steada complicatin’ mine with their public displays
    of perverse promiscuity ‘n all that “We’re in your face!” get a grip
    ‘cause I’ll just never agree with what I know deep down ain’t right!
    Y’see it’s like “Lord of the Flies” children unsupervised
    as the good’s slowly pushed out the evil will rise don’t be fooled
    no, you should never civilize yourself enough
    t’ where ya can’t see what’s wrong or right anymore
    ‘cause the Man’s coming back mite even be at the door so be ready
    ‘n don’t you ever civilize yourself enough ‘n that’s why
    Chorus:
    I just can’t civilize myself, sell myself, give up myself
    t’ please the world who refuse t’ see where they’re headin’
    no, I just deal with myself
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
  • 04:13 Lyrics Only Way Outa Here Alive
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Jesus is the ONLY WAY OUT’A HERE ALIVE
    In this war that’s ragin’
    (This battlefield’s a ragin’)
    Attacks on every side
    Land mines (pit falls) everywhere ya step
    Evil’s on the rise ‘n
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    Have ya looked around ya, lately
    At what’s coming down
    The mess this world is in
    Insanity abounds
    Satan’s on the loose
    Violence on the rise
    Are these the days of Tribulation
    That were prophesized?
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    If you’ll only follow Him ‘n stay rite by His side
    (he’ll lead you to a new life)
    He’ll lead you to the clear beyond all this crazy strife
    (above this mass confusion, this never-ending strife) yes
    Jesus is the only way out’a here alive
    Yeah, freedom’s disappearing
    One by one they’re takin’ away
    Everything ya once believed in
    Never thought you’d see the day
    Twistin’ and a turnin’ and a warpin’ everything
    From the Constitution t’ the Bill of Rights
    ‘til they just don’t mean a thing
    Mutilators, serial killers
    Makin’ millions on their crimes
    From movie rights t’ sellin’ art
    D’ya think we’ve lost our minds?!
    The laws protect the criminals while
    The crud’s boiled to the top
    ‘N no one’s doin’ nuthin’ ‘bout it
    D’ya think it’s gonna stop?
    The city’s are exploding’
    There’s an earthquake goin’ on
    Yet, everybody’s so absorbed ignorin’
    All the wrong
    But it’s never gonna go away
    Believe me day by day
    It’s only multiplyin’
    Ya, now’s the time t’ pray ‘cause
    ©1999 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
NOTES
"If I was a rich man I'd buy about 50,000 copies of Mark Brine's CD "American Bleak House" and not only send to all my friends for inspiration but to politicians, preachers, lawyers, scam artists, greed hounds, and every other rotten egg that tears my world apart. Forget comparisons to Dylan and Guthrie. This is pure Mark Brine, screaming, pleading, and bleeding from the heart, with a double shot of truth we all need to hear.. …
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New Blue Yodel

by Mark Brine

Released 1995
ReSigned
Released 1995
ReSigned
Mark teams up with New York musician/producer (the late) Tom Pomposello and a cast of "downtown" characters for a session of early century yodeling, nicotine-stained blues and salty raconteuring with an edge you only hear below 14th street!
  • 02:16 Lyrics Shy Boy's Always Dance With The Big Girls
    Written by: Mark Brine

     SHY BOYS ALWAYS DANCE WITH THE BIG GIRLS
     And that’s how I came to meet you
     Just a clumsy kid, I was all toes back then (always)
     Wearin out your new pretty shoes
     But you’d smile in spite of it all
     And never once showed any alarm
     While this shy boy played clux ‘n fumbled along
     In the grip of your two patient arms
     Chorus:
     Shy boys always dance with the big girls
     And though we were such an unlikely pair
     It was always you that brought hope
     To my awkward adolescence
     And in turn what good times we shared
     So where-ever you are ‘n whatever you’re doin’
     Right now in this crazy world
     I wanna thank you from my heart
     ‘n thank the Good Lord above
     That shy boy’s always dance with the big girls
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 02:35 Lyrics When You Love Me (You Love Me Right) Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     Chorus:
     When you love me … love me right
     When you hold me … you better hold me tight
     ‘Cause if you don’t want me
     I’m down the road tonite
     Down to Union Station
     Catch me an Amtrak train
     Ain’t comin’ back here
     No more, again
     You can hang your little head gal
    ‘Cause it’s the damnedest shame
     Says to myself … self
     If the gal don’t care
     There ain’t no use in me
     Just hangin’ round
     I’ll find somethin’ better
     Most anywhere
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 03:19 Lyrics Blues In My Mind
    Written by:Fred Rose
    Now I’m goin’ crazy with these BLUES IN MY MIND
    What makes me love you am I losin’ my mind
    I’m wondering where I’m’a gonna wind up
    I just can’t make my crazy mind up
    Oh Lordy, too many kisses brought me too many tears
    Tears that I’ve carried with me all thru these years
    I’m just a downhearted kind
    I’m worried with blues in my mind
    Now I just can’t make myself believe that it’s true
    Troubles with me is having troubles with you
    You got a jealous aire about you
    Maybe I’m’a better off without you
    Oh Lordy, too many kisses brought me too many tears
    Tears that I’ve carried with me all thru these years
    I’m just a broken hearted kind
    Yes, I’m worried with blues in my mind
    ©1995 Milene Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:20 Lyrics Aggie
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    AGGIE, it's been such a long, long time
    Aggie, are ya gettin' along fine
    Seems like but a century
    Since I smelt your sweet perfume
    Aggie, you're still on my mind
    Lilacs in the grove
    Your beige cameos
    Deep sarsaparilla eyes
    And the day ya had to go
    It's all there in the past
    Colors shattered like bits of glass
    Leavin' my mended stained-glass heart
    From such a long, long time ago
    Chorus:
    Aggie, Aggie
    It's a shame ya never knew
    How much you meant to me
    There's just so much
    I could have said to make ya see
    But it's too late
    Aggie, do ya ever think of me
    'Cause you're still fresh in my thoughts
    And that's the way you'll always be
    Restin' peacefully
    On the piazza swing for two
    Aggie, waitin', hopin' there for me
    ©1999 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 03:45 Lyrics Oh! Susanna
    Written by: STEPHEN FOSTER
     Well, I come from Alabama
     With my banjo on my knee
     I’m’a goin’ t’ Lou’siana
     My true love for t’ see
     It rained all nite the day we left
     The weather it was dry
     The sun so hot, I froze t’ death
     Susanna don’t you cry
     Chorus:
     Oh, Susanna, oh don’t you cry for me
     I come from Alabama
     With my banjo on my knee
     I had a dream the other nite
     When ev’ry thing was still
     I thot I saw Susanna
     A’comin’ down th’ hill
     D’buckwheat cake was in her mouf
     A tear was in her eye
     Says I, I’m comin’ up from d’Souf
     Susanna don’t you cry
     I soon will be in New Orleans
     Where I will look around
     And when I find Susanna
     I’ll fall down on th’ ground
    ‘N if I do not find her
     Lord, I know I’ll surely die
    ‘N when I’m dead ‘n buried,
     Susanna, don’t you cry
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)/Oregon Lady Music (ASCAP)
  • 02:42 Lyrics New Blue Yodel
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     There's a new blue yodel
     Let me sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers he done start it
     'N I'm 'a gonna see it through
     Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     'Cause the world goes 'round
     'N nuthin' ever really (gonna) change
     Yeah, its just like one big circle
     It's bound t' come around again
     You know the blues been with us
     Ever since the world began
     Adam and Eve done start it
     Back when the world began
     'N its bound t' still be with us
     When the good Lord He returns again
     It don't matter where you're from
     Its only where ya goin' to
     How can ya go forward
     When you're always lookin' back of you
     Yeah, even Jimmie, he'd tell ya
     Its time t' look t' new
     So, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Yeah, there's a new blue yodel
     Gonna sing it here for you
     Jimmie Rodgers, he done start it (I know)
     But I'm gonna see it through
    ©1992 Black Pottery Music(BMI)/Rig Rock Songs(BMI)
  • 03:55 Lyrics When the Saints Go Marching In
    Public domain
     
     Oh, WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHIN’ IN
     Oh, when the saints go marching in
     I want to be in that number
     When the saints go marching in’
     Oh, when the sun refuse t’ shine
     Oh, when the sun refuse t’ shine
     Yes, when the stars have disappeared
     Yes, when the stars have disappeared
     Yes, when they crown Him King of all
     Yes, when they crown Him King of all
     Oh, when that day of judgment comes
     Oh, when that day of judgment comes
     Oh, when the saints go marching in
     Oh, when the saints go marching in
    Arragement: ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)/Oregon Lady Music (ASCAP)
  • 04:49 Lyrics Wrong Side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE

    Midday leanin’ up against an iron lamp post
    Intersection of Bourbon Street and Toulouse
    Tourist passin’ with lotsa green (stuff) down in their wallets
    But, me I’m on the wrong side lookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues
    Met Miss Rattlesnake Annie back up in (Meridian) Mississippi
    She tried t’ warn me but it’s just never no use
    She said “Son, you’re gonna starve down there in Louisiana
    Y’know them people down there just ain’t heard your kinda news
    You are gonna be stranded on the WRONG SIDE OF THE BOURBON ST. BLUES
    Chorus:
    Think I’ll go down t’ Jackson Square ain’t got nothin more t’ lose
    Set-up on the sidewalk ‘n sing for spare change ‘cause there’s no doubt about it
    We’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Yeah, there’s no doubt about it brother
    We’s on the wrong side of the Bourbon St. Blues
    Think I sang about this place once in a very vicarious-type premonition
    Said I was gonna move my shoes, yeah, I ain’t gonna be sticken’ ‘round here no more
    I’m gonna out-run them Bourbon St. Blues yeah, I’m gonna move my shoes
    'N out-run them Bourbon St. Blues ‘cause I ain’t gonna be on the wrong side
    Lookin’ down the Bourbon St. Blues
    ©1995 Dream City Music (BMI)
  • 03:41 Lyrics Ay'ee Lousiana
    Written by:  MARK BRINE
     The crescent moon is shining down on Lou’siana
     Reflectin' off 'a the bayou water
     The music's playing down in the French Quarter
     'n evenin' it just keeps growing hotter
     Chorus:
     Ay … eee … Lou’siana
     Ay … eeeeee … eeeeee
     Rose perfume drifts through the romantic evenin’
    with the smell of the crayfish boilin' 'n steaming
     The Cajuns are dancing and they have me believin'
     that once you are here, there is no chance of leavin'
     The guitars are strumming, accordions playin'
     The hour is late but there's still celebration
     In the cool moonlit night, the lovers are swayin'
     While young ones in barefeet about them are playin'
    ©2003 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 03:47 Lyrics Jalopy Blues
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    You see that ole beat-up jalopy
    It’s got me livin’ in misery
    If it ain’t one thing it’s another
    Keeps nickel ‘n dime-in me
    Why just yesterday the transmission dropped
    'N to this moment, I still can’t remember where it fell
    Guess when you’re travelin’ on a downhill swing
    It’s really hard to tell
    Now you talk about a lemon
    That ole crate’s just as much a lime
    Chokin’ ‘n sputtin’ down the highway
    ‘N wearin’ my wallet thin, all the time
    Why the only time this heap stays up
    Is when it’s on a lift
    And I’ll guarantee ya 95% of the time
    That’s exactly where it is
    Let me direct your attention to them tires
    They’re steel belted through and through
    Why, them suckers got so many iron nails stuck in ‘em
    It’s a wonder that ole tank can even move
    And as for that ole timer bein’ an antique
    Well, you could say that body finish is rustic for sure
    Yeah, the ‘rustic’ (rust it) starts here on the driver’s side
    ‘N goes clean around both ways to the passenger’s door
    What I wouldn’t give t’ be able t’ trade this mess in
    ‘N get myself some decent wheels
    But ain’t nobody’d take it unless I paid ‘em
    Yeah, they’ just have t’ be crazy to make me a deal
    And the way this thing eats up the gas ‘n my money
    Ain’t no way I’m ever gonna lose
    Yeah, looks like I got me a friend for life
    ‘N I’m always gonna have these JALOPY BLUES
    Oooh got them jalopy blues broke down again
    Oh man got them jalopy blues
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 02:10 Lyrics Country Music's Gonna To the City
    Written by: MARK BRINE
    Come home to the farm the other night
    'N my good little gal was gone
    Took all the kiddies, run off to the city
    ‘N I was feelin’ most alone
    Took the dogs ‘n the cats, ‘n the chickens ‘n all
    ‘N I was feelin’ lowdown without pity
    Snapped on the radio t’ try ’n ease my mind
    ‘N even COUNTRY MUSIC’S GONE TO THE CITY
    Now there ain’t too much left for us common folks
    ‘N I swear it just ain’t proper
    Can’t find a thing with roots that they ain’t yankin’ up
    Miss progress ain’t nuthin’ gonna stop her
    Well it use’t be the family, God ‘n country
    Now all ya got’s alotta mutiny ‘n apathy
    ‘N worse than that t’ prove my point
    Even country music’s gone t’ the city
    Chorus:
     Country music’s gone t’ the city
    ‘n I just think it’s a dog-gone pity
     Just gotten t’ sound so sh … sh … shhhh
     Shoot it’s just a pity
     Even country music’s gone t’ the city
    You know I run up on ole Ned the other day
    ‘N here’s what the old timer had t’
    Mr. Mark you know that field out yonder by the creek
    They’re building a nuclear plant out that way
    Ain’t there nothin’ that’s sacred no more
    Now tell me I’m gettin’ all petty
    ‘Cause there’s just some things
    that should stay a certain way
    ‘N even COUNTRY MUSIC’S GONE TO THE CITY
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
  • 03:56 Lyrics In the Hands of God
    Written by: MARK BRINE
     Chorus:
     Leave it in the hands of God
     In the hands of God
     You can trust your life
     (2.You can find your warmth)
     (3.You can find relief)
     (4.It will disappear)
     (5.You can place your soul)
     In the hands of God
     When the world casts you away
     Into the bitter storm
     Come unto the Lord
     He will keep you warm
     Problems weigh you like a stone
     Like a heavy stone
     When it gets too much
     To carry it alone
     When temptation leads you on
     And confuses you
     Do not be mislead
     I’ll tell ya what to do
     Even in you final hour
     When the dark comes down
     There’s no need to fear
     He will be around
    ©1995 Black Pottery Music (BMI)
NOTES
"Brine knows his stuff well enough to know that there was a time in this country when blues, country, jazz, gospel, and popular song were not nearly as isolated from each other as they are today." Mark's songs live in an entirely different, intangible place you can't find on a map... a place where some people are, in fact, shy! Where life is still precious and significant and death is still a heartbreak that can …
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