Climate Change When she said we were over November seemed so much colder Her words left me hurt and freezin’ There was no time for grievin’ I had to leave this heartless city Before I was snowed in with self pity chorus: Now I'm ready for a Climate Change Where rum punch pleasures and warmer weather Will get me to the place called “Forget Her” Yeah, it's time for a climate change I followed the snowbirds South Migrating on their winter route Leaving her behind is fine with me Now I only have myself to please So I traveled through the Georgia Pines And drove until I crossed the sunshine state line chorus- bridge: Ran out of road looking for the answer Wound up in the Florida Keys Happiness comes in many flavors I’m taking the one with sand and sea chorus- Now I’ve found my Climate Change With rum soaked pleasures and warmer weather Since I got here and finally forgot her I found my Climate Change I've made a delightful hot tropical... Can’t remember what’s her name, Climate Change © Allen/Sosnowski/Clay All rights reserved.
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THE PAINT’S ALREADY DRY (Bob Clay - Tom Adamson) You say my love’s been good for you But you can’t love me back Telling me time will heal all aches Soon my future won’t be so black. To all your words of consolation I haven’t bothered to reply Don’t try to paint a pretty picture The paint’s already dry. You say someday I’ll find another Who will love me in return She’ll bring me blue skies every day All the happiness I deserve You wrapped it up in a pretty bow But I’m not gonna buy Don’t try to paint a pretty picture The paint’s already dry. Thanks for that encouraging speech How it hurts you more than me I went out on a limb for you And you chopped down the tree. This ain’t quite how I pictured it My heart’s quicker than my eye Don’t try to paint a pretty picture The paint’s already dry. Copyright Clay/Adamson All Rights Reserved.
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BAD BABY BAD (Julie Ferris - Robert Clay) I told you what would happen if you broke my heart again Did you think I was fooling, or maybe whistling in the wind?Caught you in the cookie jar, a sweet thing in your hand Now mine is waving farewell to my misbehavin’ man. chorus: You(‘ve) been bad baby bad I’m leaving like I said I would. You(‘ve) been bad baby bad And its goodbye boy for good. You said that she meant nothing, all you did was have a fling You can give that fast talk up, I don’t believe there’s such a thing. I could scold you like before, and treat you like a child But that won’t slow down the feet of a grown man runnin’ wild. chorus bridge: I love you, but I’m all done - being naive. I can’t stay with your cheatin’ ways, Its punishment to me. chorus © Robert Clay - Julie Ferris
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THE CHURCH OF “COME ON IN” Thurston-Lindsey-Clay It used to be I could be found each Sunday in a suit, with the same folks I meet with every week. Then one Sabbath morning, I started quite a ruckus, when I raised my hand and asked if I could speak. I said, "Hey we like to talk a lot in our four walls sitting here, and the lessons in the Good Book are the best, But there's a church on every corner, and not everyone feels welcomed, Why don't we take The Word and share it with the rest? (CHORUS) Now we meet, yes we meet, on Sunday mornings, In the diner down on Broadway Avenue, And if you see us there and feel the call, pull up a stool, we welcome all, At the Church of Come On In, there's room for you. There's not a tall church steeple, just a blinking neon sign saying "World's Best Cup of Coffee, Come On In" No altar, just a counter, not a church pew can be found, and hymnals where the menus’ always been. We’ll pass around an offering plate, so be sure to leave a tip ‘cause the food is good and the waitresses work hard There's a six string playing gospel songs, the ones that we all know, so anyone who sings is a member of the choir. (CHORUS) bridge: We'll talk about the Carpenter, we'll talk about the Garden, And we’ll talk about how bad your week has been, We'll pray for you if you need us to, your first cup's on the house, And next time when we meet, please bring a friend. (CHORUS) © Sandie Thurston - David Lindsey - Bob Clay
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THE ONLY GIRL IN TOWN (Kent Newsome - Robert Clay) chorus: She’s not the only girl in town She’s just the only one I want. I know she’s not the only girl around But she might as well be She’s the only girl for me. I stood in the rain The night she said goodbye. I called out her name But she never came outside. I was drowning in a flood of tears. chorus instrumental 1/2 chorus Yes I was a fool, A fast train on the track. There’ve been other girls But now I want her back. I wish we could start over again. chorus Copyright Newsome/Clay All Rights Reserved.
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"It If Hadn't Felt Like Rain" (S. Thurston/S. Williams/R. Clay) Distant thunder chased her 'cross the driveway, She rolled up his windows as lightning struck. In the flash she saw a corner of a letter Hidden ‘neath the floormat of his truck. Cold and steady rain beat on his windshield, Another woman's words beat on her heart If it hadn't felt like rain, if she hadn't heard the thunder She'd have never seen the danger of the dark cloud she was under. It’s not like she’d gone searching for the trouble that she'd found She'd be inside and dry, but living a lie, if it hadn't felt like rain. He said, "There's no excuse I can give you, I'm sorry and I know I was wrong. The truth is, I didn't think it mattered, We've been under storm clouds for so long I swear I hear the sound of distant thunder In every conversation that we had...." If it hadn't felt like rain, if he hadn't heard the thunder, He'd have never felt like drowning in the arms that pulled him under. He'd have never gone out searching for the trouble that he found, At the wrong time and place, in another’s embrace, if it hadn't felt like rain. Wind and rain can wash away delusions Honesty will ride out any storm. If it hadn't felt like rain, if they hadn't heard the thunder She'd have never left the safety of the illusions she lived under. He'd have never found his way home without the frightening flash of light, They would never have found, higher ground, if it hadn't felt like rain. © 2004 Thurston/Williams/Clay All Rights Reserved
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The Soul of the South (Bob Clay, Johnny McDonald, Rick Stanley and Donna Ulisse) Wind in the tall pines, cry’s high and long Rain on a tin roof, beats out a sad song A coal train is whining like it’s gonna give out It sure can sound lonesome in the soul of the south Polk salad and berries, bitter and wild Wheat fields and sweet corn, roll on for miles Buttermilk biscuits, will melt in your mouth That’s just a taste of the soul of the south Moonlight cuts a good shine Magnolias bloom out so fair Talkin’ still take its sweet time Sundays are quiet like prayer There’s something sacred about Life in the soul of the south Big wooden porches, old rocking chairs Where folks can still drop in and find someone there With a smile and a warm hug so there’s no room for doubt A heart’s always welcome in the soul of the south © Clay/McDonald/Staney/Ulisse
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Patti Jean (Bob Clay and Julie Ferris) I gotta ask her to dance or I’ll bite my nails to the quick She moves like melting butter in a bowl of hot grits Ocean Drive is poppin’ Her hips are rockin’ Patti Jean I could hit Peaches Corner for a catfish sandwich and drink But what I’m in the mood for is all dressed up in pink I could dance the Grand Strand Holding her hand Patti Jean I've got the sun, sand, surf and sea But she's all I’ll ever need She's the queen of Myrtle Beach Patti Jean We’d do the Freaky Tiki, stop at Fat Harold’s for awhile Her fav’rite band is the Tams, and shaggin’ is her style Nights are for romancin’ Oh we should be dancin’ Patti Jean. Chorus- fade: High tide, low tide Ocean Drive, Good times Patti Jean Copyright 2005 Clay/Ferris All Rights Reserved.
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THE TOUCH OF HER MAN (Julie Ferris - Robert Clay) My woman wears many faces They’re part of what makes her complete. The world is tough Sometimes her best ain’t enough. When it drains her, what she says she needs... (is) chorus: The touch of her man Who loves her as she is. And who won’t demand Anymore than she can give. When she wants to surrender Be herself while she can. She needs the touch of her man. We’re working hard for the future We want more than both ends to meet. She’s got the drive To keep our dreams alive And what lifts her, when she feels defeat... (is) chorus Each woman needs something different To help her find strength in her life. Some search within Some reach out to a friend Yet my woman, says she’s satisfied... (with) chorus
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MY BROKEN HEART IS LIKE A NEON SIGN (Julie Ferris - Robert Clay) He left me and it hurt, now everywhere I go Some Mr. Right wants to follow me home The shoulders of my friends are crowding me out. Oh why can’t they leave me alone? chorus: My broken heart is like a neon sign Blinking “Welcome everyone” to my hard time. Turn on the blues, there’s no privacy. My broken heart is like a neon sign. My family hangs around, they all talk in cliches They sigh and say I’ll find someone else. The gossip of the day is I’ve lost one more. Why can’t they leave me by myself? chorus bridge: My pain is on display Like the special of the day. What should only be my business Now has ev’rybody in this. chorus Copyright © Robert Clay - Julie Ferris
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BOUND AND DETERMINED (Kent Newsome-Bob Clay) I’ve got lots of new hobbies To help me spend the time That I’ve got on my hands. Ever since you left me For your other man. I’ve even made some new friends And much to my surprise It wasn’t hard to do. None of my new friends Ask me about you. Chorus: It’s bound to be a little tough But I’m determined to make it through I’m bound and determined One thing is for certain I’m bound and determined To get over you. I found a new place to live In an old neighborhood Where you’d never go. I can act happy there And no one will know. bridge: I ran into your mama Just the other day. She told me I looked kinda sad. I told her not to worry ‘Cause I was okay. Good sometimes comes from the bad. chorus -
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HEAVEN HILL (Julie Ferris - Robert Clay) The bourbon business boomed today Up on Heaven Hill. The daddy of all fires Burned the factory and the stills. Big flaming barrels of whiskey Shot up in the air No one really knows for sure They still might be there. Life is sorry in Kentucky Not a drop of booze around It ricocheted to Heaven When Heaven Hill went down. One hundred crying firemen Fought the blaze all night Hell ain’t half as hot as when Mash tanks full ignite. Trailing lines of red hot bourbon Flowed into the creeks That ninety proof white lightning Won’t burn off for weeks. chorus Folks raised their glass in Bardstown Watching Heaven melt. The sky rained Evan Williams whiskey And they all got a belt. chorus © Robert Clay - Julie Ferris All Rights Reserved.
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PRAYERS (Can You Hear Me Now?) The coffee's gotten bitter and the TV sets are off, And the candy stripers closed the gift shop down. A mother sits and holds a teddy bear In the early morning silence, she offers up a prayer CHORUS: God, can you hear me now All night there was a crowd And people crying out So many here who needed You I tried to feel you near me Finally it’s quiet, God can you hear me now? Still shaken from the sound of ripping metal and the crash And the look of panic in his girlfriend’s eyes He stands outside the door to Urgent Care In the early morning silence, he offers up a prayer (CHORUS) Behind a faded curtain next to a narrow cot An old man sits and holds her trembling hand They’ve had more than fifty years to share In the early morning silence, he offers up a prayer (CHORUS) © Sandie Thurston - Sandra D. Williams - Bob Clay
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I’m Listening Now (Bob Clay/Tim Barber) I stumbled down a broken path without a rendezvous All the time You were there for me, I never took the cue I turned a deaf ear to You because I didn’t want to hear how Precious Jesus, I’m listening now. I closed my eyes and cried out when I was in despair A faithless flood drowned my heart, my sins led me nowhere Please take me in Your lifeboat, lift me over the bow Precious Jesus, I’m listening now. All my life I tried to cope, I barely got by My hopelessness has turned to hope, now I know why Now my fears are behind me, it’s like a brand new day With Your words to guide me, I can find my way I’ll always trust in Your love, this is my solemn vow Precious Jesus, I’m listening now. All Rights Reserved. © Robert A. Clay/T. W. Barber
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“THE LAW OF BEVERAGES AND HAPPY NEVER AFTER” (Bob Clay) I’m listening to a three chord symphony on the jukebox With a buzz big enough to set off car alarms across the street I examine the wreckage of my life through a shot glass I’ve chained myself to a whiskey soaked memory I’ve got yesterday, today and tomorrow all in the same room Tellin’ me that sorrow has over one hundred different shades I’m not reliving my drunken past, I’m doin’ it one better I’d be a genius if I had learned from my mistakes ch: Some might say I’m doomed with self-delusion But I’m bone deep in self-assurance This ain’t no common disaster It’s the Law of Beverages and Happy Never After Instead of finding answers, I end up with more questions Not once in thirty years have I ever been misled Nothing offers more solace than a glass of brown liquor on ice My graveyard epitaph will read: I should be dead. - chorus ©Bob Clay (telebob@aol.com) Billy Bob Bodine Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
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A SLOW WALTZ FOR NOW (Kent Newsome - Robert Clay) There ain’t much to do Around here these days The dance hall closed down When the kids moved away. But I can still dance with The prettiest girl in town If you’ll turn the radio on. chorus: It’s Saturday night Let me dance you around. A two step for then A slow waltz for now. We built a good life With our sweat and tears Our love is still strong After forty long years. We don’t get around The way we used to. But I’m happy Just dancing with you. chorus instrumental verse bridge: They say you can tell a lot about a man by looking into the eyes of his wife. If that’s the truth, then I’d have to say That I did alright.... We did alright. chorus twice © Kent Newsome and Robert Clay All Rights Reserved.
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THE OTHER WOMAN (Julie Ferris - Robert Clay) She walked in, to our favorite cafe Your nervous smile told me she was the one. Your affair - Oh it almost broke us up When she walked by, clearly she was stunned. chorus: As she turned and looked back I almost had to laugh. At that very moment I was the other woman. She sat down, I watched her cross her legs I pictured them out running ‘round with you. So that’s her - Heartache finally had a face I’d bet my wedding ring, she thought that too. - chorus As she left, I knew just how she felt. The pain of losing you was the pain I lived. I forgave the mistake you made with her That took more love than she could ever give. - chorus © Robert Clay - Julie Ferris All Rights Reserved.
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SPARK YOUR HEART (Bob Clay) Its been awhile since you felt the flame Your passion has cooled and left Love to blame Please let me help you make an honest start Give me a chance, let me spark your heart. It seems that someone threw your love away Shattered your feelings, left you dismayed. So now you’re afraid to let down your guard. Give me a chance, let me spark your heart. Yes, my love is real, let me spark your heart. bridge: There’s no need to be lonely because of the past. A simple spark of passion will ignite a Love that lasts. Someone so pretty shouldn’t feel so sad Love has always been more good than bad. A lesson learned has made you play it smart. But give me a chance and let me spark your heart. Yes, my love is true, so let me spark your heart.
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