o Come Look at the Burning

by Kevin Gordon

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released October 4, 2005

produced by Joe McMahan & Kevin Gordon. Recorded at Wow & Flutter, March-May 2005, by Joe McMahan. Mixed at House of David, Nashville, by Joe McMahan & Kevin Gordon; assistant engineer Adam Bednarik. Mastered at Yes Master by Jim DeMain

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Kevin Gordon Nashville, Tennessee

Kevin Gordon is a Louisiana native whose latest releases, Long Gone Time, & 2012's Gloryland, earned raves from the NY Times, Rolling Stone, NPR, and others. His songs have been recorded by Keith Richards, Levon Helm, Irma Thomas, & most recently, Hard Working Americans. "Down to the Well", a duet w/Lucinda Williams, was featured on the Oxford American Southern Music Sampler. ... more

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Track Name: Watching the Sun Go Down
Watching the Sun Go Down
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

Oh come look at the burning
Oh come look at the burning
Changes in the turning
Watching the sun go down

Hundred birds up on the highline
Hundred birds up on the highline
All fly away at the same time
Watching the sun go down

Wheel him out into the daylight
Wheel him out into the daylight
Skin and bones all dressed in white
Watching the sun go down

Long as I can remember
Long as I can remember
Been a cold December
Watching the sun go down

Black branches tangle the blue sky
Black branches tangle the blue sky
Wrinkled face and a glass of rye
Watching the sun go down

O come look at the burning
O come look at the burning
Changes in in the turning
Watching the sun go down
Track Name: Find My Way
Find My Way
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

When the night comes creeping,
And my family’s sleeping
I slip out and take a ride
No destination, no woman waiting
Just a rage inside my mind
I’m feeling things I don’t understand
Baby can you sympathize
til I find my way
baby til I find my way

I think I’ll drive down to the river
Stare out at the lights of town
Sometimes a man will walk that bridge
Just to lay his lonesome down
I’m coming back home tonight
I’m just taking the long way around
til I find my way
baby, til I find my way

There’s hawks on my fence, snakes in the grass
Change is a burning, blurring line
World’s got me crazy, can you tell me baby
Why the cure’ s always the compromise
There’s what you want, and what you need
What ties you down, what sets you free
til I find my way
baby, til I find my way
Track Name: Greenwood Girls
Greenwood Girls
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

Greenwood girls swing high, swing low
School is out, days are long
Evening coming like a long slow song
Like a long slow song

Barefoot dreams on grass so green
Laughing eyes, dancing feet
Ice cream melts in the summer heat

I’m riding on this bus to nowhere
And I’m miles from home
Driver pulls around the corner
The Greenwood girls are gone

Greenwood girls grow up too soon
Leave the sun to chase the moon
Curtains blowing in an empty room

And I’m riding on this bus to nowhere
And I’m miles from home
I close my eyes for a moment
The Greenwood girls are gone
Track Name: Casino Road
Casino Road
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

The votes were counted and the bills were passed
And the shining future was here at last
Nobody loses, everybody wins
When that gambling money come rolling in
But I never did see no motherlode
Now I’m standing on the shoulder
Of casino road

Saw the man talking on the TV screen
Said you can put your faith in the ace, king, and queen
I drove down there, I had a twenty-dollar bill
The liquor was free, and I had my fill
I was a richer man when the rooster crowed
Driving home from casino road

Seven come eleven daddy needs a friend
Ain’t been home since I don’t know when
One good hand, and I’m never coming back again . . .

Now the years go by and the cars go past
They got the white-wall tires, they got the black tinted glass
The wheel of fortune spins around and around
And the people keep laying their money down
But luck’s as fickle as the wind that blows
Dust down the blacktop of casino road
Track Name: Joe Light
Joe Light
(©Kevin Gordon)

Joe Light drives a 500 dollar car
He paints his pictures, puts ‘em out in the yard

Joe Light got 10 kids to feed
Joe Light got 10 kids to feed
Joe Light found God in the penitentiary

Hey hey Joe, Where does the money go?

New York City, Washington D.C. New York City, Washington D.C.
His pictures hang up high for all the people to see

Up in Chicago, down Atlanta town
Up in Chicago, down Atlanta town
Takes a rich man’s folding money to bring ‘em down

Hey hey Joe, Where does the money go?

Joe Light drives a 500 dollar car
Joe Light drives a 500 dollar car
He paints his pictures, puts ‘em out in the yard
Track Name: 24 Diamonds
24 Diamonds
(©Kevin Gordon)

Hey buddy I’m back in town
Got a room where I can come unwound
A little sound from my guitar strum
Drinking black coffee in the blazing sun

I saw your mama in the bar last night
She was smiling but sad inside
A bracelet made from your guitar strings
Little lights that spelled out your name

24 diamonds, 24 diamonds

We were 19 and playing in a band
You beat that Strat til the blood in your hand
Ran down the strings, onto the floor
All you wanted was more more more

24 diamonds, 24 diamonds

Hey buddy what happened to you
How’d you get lost in Baton Rouge
There’s a thousand bucks missing, there’s a .38 shell
There’s things you know that the facts won’t tell

That bar we used to play burned down to ash
Pappy the Greek blew town in a new Cadillac
The past is steady leaving, every moment gone
In the blinding fade I can hear your song

24 diamonds, 24 diamonds

Hey buddy I’m back in town
Got a room where I can come unwound
A little sound from my guitar strum
Drinking black coffee in the blazing sun
Track Name: Make It Good
Make It Good
(©Kevin Gordon)

Looking out a cracked windowpane
Sitting in a rotten frame
I wouldn’t give a nickel for the picture now

I heard you crying behind the door
Let the water flood the floor
Who went and left you with a broken vow
Hey hey I got to make it good somehow

Crack of the apple, sting of the juice
Lord my little black heart done cut loose
Shot the bird right off the bough
Blood on the wood, I got to make it good somehow

Winter’s coming on strong but what can we do
Keep our shoulders straight to the plow
Huddle together baby two-by-two

If you were the river, dreams were the fish
Your face holds a star for a little boy’s wish
He’s skipping pebbles across your brow
It’s understood, he wants to make it good somehow

Ripe peaches on a fallen tree
Broken things are all I see
I’m shaking ‘tween the here and the now
Hey hey I got to make it good somehow
Track Name: Flowers
Flowers
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

Reverend John was an upstanding preacher man
Sang tenor in a gospel band
They were driving home on a Saturday night
Last thing he saw was a drunk's headlights

Now his wife ties roses to a wooden cross
At the place by the highway where her man was lost
Look, look at those flowers
Look, remember them well
Look, look at those flowers
Every rose petal’s got a tale to tell

Jody Brown was a hard-working family man
Made a good living with his own two hands
He started in drinking when they closed the mill
Went a little left of center coming over the hill

Now his wife ties roses on a wooden cross
At the place by the highway where her man was lost

Look, look at those flowers
Look, remember them well
Look, look at those flowers
Every rose petal’s got a tale to tell

So tired, so many miles to go
I’m just trying to get home
So tired, so dark out on this road
I’m just trying to get home
Track Name: Calhoun
Calhoun
(©Kevin Gordon/Colin Linden)

Calhoun, Calhoun,
Drunk on her memory
And the way things can’t be no more
Calhoun, Calhoun,
Hey man, can’t you stand up--
The ceiling’s too far from the floor

Drinking a tall one, playing Janis Joplin
Over and over on the old console
Round and round the record spins
Your poor mind twists and bends
You’re stumbling through a fire long gone cold

There’s a picture on the wall
She’s the one who loved you
Pretty red hair, copper-colored in the sun
But that sun’s done gone down
Ain’t been seen around this town
And the time for regret is long done

Calhoun, Calhoun,
Drunk on her memory
And the way things can’t be again
Calhoun, in your room,
Bare bulb in the mirror
You can’t recognize your old friend
Track Name: Heart's Not In It
Heart’s Not In It
(©Kevin Gordon/Gwil Owen)

I’ve played this bar a hundred times
Same four walls, same old lines
The show goes on when they dim the lights
I play my part, but my heart’s not in it tonight

Play a couple of fast ones, then we take a break Somebody buys a round for old times’ sake
Guess she looks familiar, I try to be polite
But it’s hard, ‘cause my heart’s not in it tonight

Sometimes I get this feeling
All I’m doing is spinning my wheels
I just want to stop for a minute
Just until my heart’s back in it

The crowd’s all gone, but you’re still here
What you want is all too clear
The line’s so fine between wrong and right
We could step right over, but my heart’s not in it tonight