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What is a Real American? An American is anyone born on one of two continents called North America and South America. So I hate to break it to yíall, but a Real American is anyone born between the north coast of Greenland and the southern tip of Chile. Now donít freak out--that includes us folks born here in the U.S. of A. Including me and the Chernobles! But, as an Ecuadorian once told me, ìWe're Americans, too.î And so it is.

A Real American is more stereotypically thought of as a flag waving United States citizen, professing undying loyalty to the capitalist way of life and proud to fight and die for it all. Many of these same folks claim to worship a Jewish hippie peace activist who said you can't get into heaven if you own more than one robe. They would probably be the same folks to nail him back on a cross should he ever show up again. I do not deny them their Real Americaness.

But there are other Real Americans as well. The homeless on the streets, many of whom are veterans, are Real Americans. The kids protesting against globalization from Seattle to Miami are Real Americans. The musicians singing songs of peace and protest are Real Americans. The millions of people we erroneously called "Indians,: whose ancestors go back on this continent for over ten thousand years, are Real Americans. Oh, yes-- the grizzly bear, the cougar, the bald eagle and the banana slug are all Real Americans, too. So get used to it. All of you!

I say it's time to capture the flag. We've got the flag on the cover of this CD, behind the lyrics, and on the disk, itself. That way, no detractors of our music will dare burn or run over this CD like they done the Dixie Chicks.. That would be flag desecration. And that would be very un-American. (I've had a old cassette tape chainsawed in half by a jealous redneck neighbor when his girlfriend brought it home, so don't discount the possibility.)

And a word about flag burning, while we're on the subject. If youíre the type who wants to burn a flag, burn the MacDonalds, Exxon or Bechtel flag. Our government is just a straw boss for the corporations. The fat cats in power love to watch us beat ourselves up while they laugh all the way to the bank, which they've robbed along the way, as well. Most of those companies are multi-nationals with no allegiance to this country, despite their American sounding names. In other words, they are not Real Americans! But Darryl Cherney and the Chernobles are. Imagine that!

We've got a real problem in this country and in the world. We've been surrounded by a pentagon of oppressionan--technology, religion, the military, the schools, and the communications network. An overlapping set of matrixes, if you will. We--all of us--are being dumbed down, hypnotized, poisoned, bombed, imprisoned, tortured and just plain outright killed. But there's good news! We have the honor and the privilege of potentially being the last generation to be able to fight for life on this planet as we know it. That is the mission of the warrior. And the mission of a Real American.

About the songs--they're all true stories. Earth First! (We'll Log the Other Planets Later) is a bumper sticker put out by the timber industry. But Earth First! were the only words you could read from afar! The Great Medford OregonPotato Gun Massacree really happened--pummeled by potatoes in a church--now that's Real American! The Ghosts of Mississippi was inspired by the book (later to be a film) of the same name after meeting the author. Bush It, Send George Bush a Pretzel and I'm Gonna Run for President I call the Presidential Trilogy. TrÈs American, as they say in that forbidden land, France.

Sovereign Nation and Beach at Galveston are examples of activist love songs--romance in the trenches. The Steelworker Blues was written in support of a strike against MAXXAM subsidiary, Kaiser Aluminum. Our fans know that MAXXAM is the same company that bought Pacific Lumber and to this day mows down ancient redwood forests. Fire was written on the same night as Earth First! ...Log Later and we can thank a certain fungus for both tunes. Take Me To Belize was written when my sweetie Carol told me she was going. I said those very words and put them to music before I'd ever seen the place. Later, I sang it on virtually every radio station in Belize, It was a "hit." And if you wonder why there's a non-political song at the end, well, even groovy eco-warriors have to vacation sometime. Don't forget--I'm a Real American!

As for the Chernobles--Steve, Francine, Peter & Tofu--it has been an honor and privilege to have these talented and accomplished human beings play my music. I am humbled every time we do a gig that I am in their presence.

In 2002 Judi Bari's estate and I won a $4.4 million civil rights lawsuit against the FBI and Oakland Police for blaming us for car-bombing ourselves in May 1990. We were on tour, singing and organizing for Redwood Summer. The FBI, in its infinite wisdom, considers the guitar and fiddle to be the tools of terrorists, weapons of mass destruction. Glad I've got an extra. -Darryl Cherney, Nov. 25, 2003, Garberville, California, Real America

Credits: Produced & recorded by Rob Seifert at Small Town Audio Resources. Also at the Karen Byars Club. Bush It engineered by Sudananda at Dragonfly Studio and engineered & mixed by Jim Fulton at ESP. Send George Bush a Pretzel and Steelworker Blues engineered & mixed by Jim Fulton & Darryl Cherney at ESP. Take Me to Belize engineered & mixed by Steve Hesh & Darryl Cherney at ESP. Churn It Up Records is a division of Environmentally Sound Promotions (ESP). a non-profit dedicated to music, arts & media for the Earth, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560, ensopro@asis.com. Visit
www.darrylcherney.com, www.judibari.org, www.jailhurwitz.com

Graphic Arts: Chivo, Ellen Komp, KimbaCan, Tracy Bear & D. Cherney
Cover photo: KimbaCan, Back Cover: Karen Pickett (band) & Greg King (clearcut). CD Production by Oasis Duplication Printed on recycled paper.
Special Thanks to Trees Foundation, Tanya Higgins, Carol Dorchin, Karen Byars, Ellen Komp, John McGowen, Mark Drake, Shyla Sickels, Lisa & Tess Amazing, Wildwood Music, Jodi Beth Morrison, Kim Adams, Heidi
Terbrack, Truth Hefferton, and Green, Heart & Power Hesherton.
Darryl Cherney & the Chernobles play on all songs unless otherwise noted. They are: Darryl Cherney, vocal, acoustic guitar; Francine Allen, Background Vocals; Steve Hesh, electric lead guitar, dobro, pedal steel, special effects; Peter Amazing, Bass; Tofu, drums, percussion Enjoy!

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Earth First! (We'll Log the Other Planets Later)
© by Darryl Cherney

(E7) My daddy was a logger (A7) And I'm a logger's (E7) son
My (A7) boy will be a logger until the loggin's (E7) done
This (B7) planet earth she's pretty good, she (A7) got a lot of fine wood

Earth (E7) First! (A7) we'll log the other planets (E7) later
Earth (A7) First! we'll log the other planets (E7) later
(B7) Got to get back, re-(A7)port to my boss Darth (E7) Vader

Now you know Darth Vader, he's not such a bad guy
He got a bad rap in the media and you know how they
lie
You know that he set me free, free to log that tree

So I got out of my log cabin and jumped into my log spaceship
Going loggin' with the Empire clearcut where the Ewoks live
Hey even Star Trek got a job they went and cut the Captain's log

© 2004, 1993 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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The Great Medford Oregon Potato Gun Massacree
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro: (G F F# / G F F# / G)
(G) We were on a walk for the wild Siskiyous in (C) Southwest Oregon
(G) Trying to stop that Sugarloaf sale that (C) Boise Cascade won
(G) Some folks flashed us the peace sign and (C) some flipped us the bird
But we (G) kept on walking (C) down that road (D) trying to spread the (G) word (F F# / G F F#)
(G) At the end of that fifty mile hike we (C) holed up in a church
(G) Thought it was a sanctuary wouldn't (C) leave us in a lurch
When(G) just about eleven thirty we (C) heard an awful thud
And (G)Annie, the (C)anarchist, got (D)hit by a potato (G)scud(F F# / G)
And those (C) potatoes were a flying and they (G) aimed them with such skill
We (C) thought about throwing our bagels back, they were (D) hard enough to kill
It was (C) midnight in Medford, it was (G) such a sight to (C) see
It was the (G great Medford (C) Oregon Po- (D) tato Gun Massa- (G) cre
F (F# G F F# G)

Now a potato gun is made just from a pipe of PVC
You stick a tater, some lighter fluid in each end strike a match and count to 3
Now the United Congregational Church of Christ had known this well
Cause Pastor Robinson told us that the neighbors came straight from hell
Now the neighbors shot at the little kids the parishioners brought to school
And when they heard we were ecologists they frothed and started to drool
They shined a spotlight to make us blind, threw rocks at where we dozed
And they blasted the pastors pick-up truck with water from a swimming pool hose

Now old Lou Gold just told us that coyote come to teach us a lesson
And when I asked Bob Stern how things were going he said "People are obsessing"
Around two am our hippie friend Swan Eagle said enough is enough
I've dealt with the Idaho militia these jerks can't be that tough
Now we were trying to be just like Ghandi walking in a peaceful mood
But I think that Mahatma woulda been shocked at people who fought with food
And if Jesus had been looking down on that church he would have said
They would not crucify me today, they'd shoot me with potatoes instead

© 2004, 1995 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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The Ghosts of Mississippi
© by Darryl Cherney

(D) Well (C) I met Judi Bari in the (D) redwood timber wars
When a (C) walking rainbow came to her and (D) said the time is yours
He said (C) freedom riders for the forest (D) come
Just (C) like in Mississippi it was (D) done
Cause your (C) forests are a-fallin' and the (D) nation's eyes must turn
But if you (C) look to Mississippi there's a (D) lesson you must learn
(C) Call the nation's college students (D) forth
Just (C) like when the south called up to the (D) north

And (C) the ghosts of Mississippi will be (D) watchin', watchin' watchin'
As they (D) disappear then come back into view
And the (C) ghosts of Mississippi will be D)watchin', watchin', watchin'
Let me (C) tell you, girl, they've got their eye on (D) you

So we printed up some posters and the word got out somehow
Mississippi Summer in the California Redwoods, now
Our non-violence code was taken carefully
From the annals of the SN double-C
Because back in Mississippi they were shooting at 'em all
Firebombing churches and taxing the voting halls
But those college students came down to the fray
'Round the time that Medgar Evers was blown away

Now when the timber barons heard the news they geared up for the fight
And we laughed away the death threats and we cried to sleep each night
And the media walked right into our homes
As if they really were one of our own
Now Goodman, Swarzer and Chaney left this little racist town
Drove down that Mississippi highway to the place they would bed down
But in the mirror they could see the Sheriff's light
No, they never did make it home that night

Now I can still remember when that bomb it did explode
And Judi's car came crashing to the left side of the road
And when the FBI showed up they knew our names
And told the world we were the ones to blame
Now back in 1964 they dredged the river bed
Looking for three activists they now presumed were dead
But the dredgers they all had to be turned back
When all the bodies they dredged up were black

Judi's pelvis it was shattered and her leg half-paralyzed
She was impaled upon a seat spring and tailbone pulverized
And then the Oakland Police said she must go to jail
On one hundred thousand dollars bail
Well Redwood Summer carried on like Freedom Summer did
We made our mark on history some day it may be read
But as I stare out on the foggy mountain day
I swear that I heard Gabrielle's trumpet play

w/Morgan Fichter on the fiddle

© 2004, 1995 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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Bush It
© by Darryl Cherney

(A)(G)(A) First they went and stole the election
(B) The Supreme Court went and made the selection
(D) The corporations gave the direction, they said (A) "Bush it" (G) (A)
(A) He went and hired his daddy's staff
(B) And few guys from Nixon's just for a laugh
(D) Now the world is his oyster to split in half (A) Bush it (G) (A)
(A) Now though he'd never been to a foreign land
And a (B) map of the world he'd never understand
(D) Right up his back went the puppeteer's hand (A) Bush it

(D) Bush it--the old President's son, (B) Bush it--that's the way it's done
(D) Bush it--for all of your friends
(E) Who knows where this whole thing's gonna (A) end (G)(A)

Then someone goes and topples the towers
Took years to build destroyed it in hours
The FBI and CIA said give us more powers, Bush it
Then the puppeteer says hey I got a plan
Though the guys were all Saudis lets bomb Afghanistan
Then camp out with our friends in Pakistan, Bush it
But that wasn't the end to these tragic attacks
Some used the U.S. mail to send anthrax
Kinda funny how it went just to Democrats, Bush it

Bush it--The old President's boy, Bush it--He got a brand new toy
Bush it--Down old Texas way, Hey now look at Georgie Junior play

Vice President Cheney meets with Enron of course
On how to manage our oil resource
Give 'em rolling blackouts and a secret task force, We'll Bush it
The Enron goes bankrupt after stealing us blind
But they left a trail of campaign cash behind
When asked for his records Cheney big time declined,
He said Bush it.
Now before 9-1-1 Bush wasn't too bright
Did Osama Bin Laden show him the light?
They're both CIA boys and they know how to fight, They Bush it

Bush it--To the limit and then, Bush it--And Bush it again
Bush it--And make no mistake...There is just so much that we can take

He's got two drunken daughters and a drug addict niece
But that doesn't matter, he'll just call up the police
And say you can keep all the others, but I want their release, Bush it
Now he did booze and coke and he doesn't deny it
But he says that he quit and he's on a new diet
Now he passes out on pretzels--does anyone buy it? Bush it
Now George is an artist and he's trying to sell it
He's a bit of a devil--doesn't think we can tell it
But it's piled up so high it's hard not to smell it, Bush-it

Bush it--The new President's song, Bush it--You know he can't be wrong
Bush it--Out of the President's way. What more can a real American say?
Bush It! Bush It! Bush It!

w/Lloyd Hauskins, Electric & Lead Guitars

© 2004, 2002 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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Sovereign Nation
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro: (G) (G/C) (G) (D)
(C) You say you're tired of (G) running living on the (D) lam
(C) You say you're tired of (G) playing out the same old (D) scam
(C) Late nights on a (G) pay phone
(C) Trying to make enough (G) change to call home
(C) Trying to buy enough (G) time to finish out your (D) plan

(C) So you want to be a (G) sovereign nation
(C) Don't want to suffer no more (G) indignation
(C) Don't want to be the (G) one who's going to con-(D) form
(C) You want to live by a (G) new equation
(C) Tear up your contract with (G) this here nation
(C) You want to raise your (G) flag up early in the (D) morn
(C) And a brand new (D) sovereign nation will be (G) born (C)(G)(D)

Your mission's masquerading all your fears
The easy answer's faded with the years
You don't want to hear my critique;
You say I don't listen but you won't let me speak
You know we need each other
But you'd rather be alone with your tears

Your artwork still is hanging in the halls
The beauty of your vision still calls
Live wild or die, can you hear the Zapatistas cry
Freedom for the people, it echoes off the old canyon walls

w/Morgan Fichter, fiddle

© 2004, 1997 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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Sell It on EBay
© by Darryl Cherney

(C) Now my subversive friend named Rod was working on his car
When he found an FBI tracking device right by his tow bar
So he (F) called the federales, he said is this your spy toy, Jack
They said (C) we can neither confirm nor deny and we sure can't take it back
So he went(G) searching for a solution on the world wide web
And (F) this is what it said

Sell it on(C) EBay, 1) it's your civil right, 2) for a million bucks
3)It was the cops
Sell it on EBay 1) it's outa sight, 2)Try your luck 3) It was special ops
Sell it on (F) EBay, 'cause it's rare
Sell it on (C) EBay, you'll find a buyer there
A (G) piece of the space shuttle or an atom bomb
They (F) don't care where it's from.
Sell it on (C) EBay, all right (G)

Now out on highway 36 there's a whole town that's for sale
It's called Bridgeville, California and it don't look so well
It's got nine run down houses and an old post office shack
And an old bridge and a new bridge, now where you gonna find something like that
Well the locals all knew it wasn't worth a cent do guess where the owner went

Now 2003 was the tragedy, the Columbia space shuttle went down
Spreading fifty thousand piece over tiny Texas towns
NASA came to scoop it up looking for a clue
But there's a few things that they could not find, but NASA knew what to do
'Cause right next to the museum of Baghdad art there were the space shuttle parts

© 2004, 2003 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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Take Away My Name
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro: (D) (G) (D) (G) (D) (G) (D)
(D) I'm the man that they call Henry( (Em)Hudson
(F#) You may remember me (G) well
Back in (D) 1609 I took my (Bm) life in my hands
And sailed (D) off for a world to make (Bm) way for the rest
And they (D) gave me a river to((Bm) honor my name
But the (D) people forget all the(Bm) reasons I came
The (D) sludge and the sewage have (Bm) poured in with time
And when (D) people say Hudson's (Bm) River
I don't (Em) want them to think it's a(A) river of mine
There's a (D) river in my name I don't (Em) want it
I won't(A) be associated with a (D) river like that
You can't (Bm) even drink the water or (Em) swim in the current
(A) No, no, no, no take away my (D) name

I'm the man that they call George Washington,
You may remember me well
When this country was born I took my life in my hands
And took charge of an army to make way for the rest
And they gave me a city to honor my name
But the people forget all the reasons I came
The corrupt and deceitful have ganged up with time
And then Washington makes the headlines
I don't want them to think it's a city of mine

There's a city in my name I don't want it
I won't be associated with a city like that
It's a two sided town and the buildings are whitewashed
No, no, no, no take away my name

I'm the man that they call Jesus Christ, you may remember me well
In the year number one I took my life in my hands
And brought faith to a world to make way for the rest
And they formed a religion to carry my name
But the people forget all the reasons I came
The warfare and hatred have followed with time
And when people say they are Christians
Do they really believe they are people of mine?

There's a religion in my name I don't want it
I won't be associated with religion like that
Hypocrisy's rampant and my love's faded quickly
No, no, no, no take away my name (D)(G)(D)(G)(D)(G)(A)(D)

© 2004, 2003 by Darryl Cherney
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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Fire
© by Darryl Cherney

(D) Pretty little flame (C) Tell me what's your (G) name, (D) Fire
(D) Look up to the stars (C) You know what they (G) are, (D) Fire
(C) Fire, (G) fire, (D) fire
By the candlelight, burning (or ripping) through the night, Fire
From the center of the Earth to the big bang of our birth, Fire, fire, fire, fire; fire, fire, fire

(C) Capturing the flame(G) In whose holy name do you work for (D) now
(C) That devil was no fool (G) It's a pretty handy tool, Did you take a (A) vow?

By the stones we sweat, see how red they get, Fire
Our ancestors souls are burning in the coals, Fire, fire, fire, fire
Our ancestors souls are burning in the coals, Fire, fire, fire, fire
Babylon must fall Purify us all, Fire
But when it all has burned, what will we have learned? Fire
Fire, fire, fire; fire, fire, fire

w/Matt Eackle of the David Grisman Quintet, flute

© 2004, 1993 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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The Steelworker Blues
© by Darryl Cherney

(E) I got me a union job with Kaiser, but my (A) boss Charlie Hurwitz he's a miser
(E) I got them steelworker (B) blues
(E) One day I'm pouring molten metal,
The (A) next day I'm wondering when the strike will settle
(E) I got them (A) steelworker (E) blues
(A) My medical benefits I wanna keep
But you(E)know that MAXXAM is too damn cheap
I (A) don't know when this whole thing will end,
But I (F#) know Ray Milkavich (B) ain't my friend
So I'm (E) standing on the picket line and freezingcold
(A) Locked out of work and 55 years old. (E) I got them (B) steelworker (E) blues

Now you know that it wouldn't be so bad
But they gave my job to an ugly scab
I've got them steelworker blues
They say the scabs can work but I can't
But then they go and blow up the Grammercy Plant
I've got them steelworker blues
And if that weren't bad enough you know
they blew up the plant in Ohio
Now if you think my complaints are large
you haven't heard about the criminal charge
Falsifying data, pleading the fifth
and then they ask for good citizenship
I got them steelworker blues

One month, two months, three months, four
five, six, seven months, eight months more
Nine months, ten months, eleven and twelve
A year and a half later and we're still in hell
I got them steelworker blues
Now old Charles Hurwitz tried to break our back
But he wasn't quite ready for the counter attack
'Cause he got our membership so pissed
We allied with environmentalists
Now MAXXAM and Kaiser are really cursed
'Cause now we do protests with Earth First!
I got them steelworker blues

Well we'll go to Houston follow Hurwitz around
Nip at his heels like an old bloodhound, I got them steelworker blues
Picket at his office , picket at his home
Picket at his meetings, call him on the phone,
I got them steelworker blues
Just to make sure Hurwitz goes to hell we'll send ten thousand letters 'bout his S&L
We're buy shares of stock meet Charlie on the floor
And run our own people for the MAXXAM Board
But I'm still out here on the picket line sweating in the sun and biding my time
I've got them Steelworker Blues

Local in Newark, Local at Mead Tacoma and Trentwood and Grammercy
I got them steelworker blues
Just to show Charlie the power we got
We succeeded in getting a Pepsi boycott
I got them steelworker blues
And after all the money that we cost her and the leadership of old Dave Foster
Kaiser and MAXXAM and Charlie caved in and the USWA got another win
Now we made Charlie Hurwitz look like a jerk and now all we gotta go back to work
I got them Steelworker blues

© 2004, 1999 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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I'm Gonna Run For President
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro: G C C D C //// Now you (G) know that this here (C) country's
Been going to (G) hell for (C) quite some (G) time
We've got (D) record unemployment, and
(G)crazy (C) corporate (G) crime
Those (C) folks out there in Washington,
they (G) haven't (C) got a (G) clue
But ever (A)since I was a little kid. they said there's (D) one thing (A)you can
(D)do

I'm going to run for (C) President I know this job was (G) heaven sent
I'm gonna wear a (D) great big smile
Run the country for a (G) little while
Have my hands right there (C) on all the tools
Have a chance at changing (G) all the rules
1. Brush my teeth each night with (D) Pepsodent
2. Elect someone who's (D) competent
3. Let me decide just how your money's (D) spent
4. You can hold this truth self (D) evident.. I'm going to run for (G) President

Now you know I love this country but it don't seem right
When we've got snipers and smallpox warnings
And folks going hungry each night
The air is all polluted, the water ain't fit to drink
We're on the verge of World War Three so I just started to think

So let's have universal healthcare and a job for everyone
We'll clean up the environment, the schools will all be fun
We're gonna need new leaders but we'll respect our elders, too
The world will live in global peace and I will promise you...

© 2004, 2003 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
Proceeds from sales go to protect Mother Earth

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The Beach at Galveston
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro (D) (G) (A) (Bm)----
(D) We pulled out of (G) Houston on a (A) Thursday (F#m) afternoon
(G) One more night in (D) Texas and (A) I'll be leaving soon
Two (D) outlaw lovers (G) grabbing time
From a (A) life spent on the (Bm) run
As we (G) drove down South I-(D) 45
Down to the (A) beach at Galve-(D) ston

The weathered houses greeted us with a breath of Gulf Stream air
We found a beachfront restaurant and had a hidden moment there
Then we walked the beach in our bare feet and talked til day was done
And left behind our lives of crime down at the beach at Galveston

(Bm) So few precious (F#m) moments (G)
We'll steal them while we (D) can
(F#m) Whoever knows if (Bm) we'll get caught
Or (G) if we'll meet a-(D) gain
(Bm) No one can know just (F#m) who we are
so I (G) guess it's just us (D) two
(G) Let me hold you (F#) in my arms
Un- (G) til this night is (A) through

They say Texas is for outlaws so I guess we fit right in
But what the law claims to be legal is just some other kind of sin
And as the birds dove for the minnows we watched the setting sun
And bade ourselves a sad farewell down at the beach at Galveston
We (G) bade ourselves a (D) sad farewell
Down to the (A) beach at Galve-(D) ston
Last time: Down at the (A)beach at Galves- (Bm) ton
We (G) bade ourselves a (D) sad farewell down at the (A) beach at (D) Galves- (D) ton (G) (A) (Bm) (G) (D) (A) (D) --

© 2004, 2003 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
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Send George Bush a Pretzel
© by D. Cherney, Antonia Lamb and Kay Rudin

Accordian; by Obie Obrien; Bck. vocs by Antonia Lamb, Jim Fulton, D. Cherney; bell & gong by D. Cherney

1. (A) George was in the White House watching his TV (E)
Chewing on a pretzel and drinking his ice (A) tea
When suddenly he choked and passed out upon the (E) ground
There was a bruise upon his cheek and scratches all a- (A) round

(A) So send George Bush a pretzel, send one every (E) day
Send it with best wishes and send him on his (A) way (Okay!)

2. Then the secret service came they took the pretzel in
They kept the pretzel up all night interrogated him
The pretzel said I'm innocent, my story you must hear
It wasn't an ice tea he drank, it was an ice-cold beer

3. The pretzel got a lawyer from the ACLU
The media just ate it up the rumors wildly flew
The president responded in a twisty wisty way
The pretzel is a terrorist send him to Guantanamo Bay (OlÈ!)

4. Some say that the pretzel was sent here from Iraq
Some say North Korea, they know it for a fact
But the pretzel and the president are brothers yes they are
No matter what their differences they both start with PR

5. Now George said send one dollar so Afganie kids can eat
But the only thing he sent them was a cluster bombing treat
But if you want to feed them in their starving neighborhood
Send George Bush a pretzel and do those kids some good

© 2004, 2002 by Darryl Cherney, Antonia Lamb and Kay Rudin
All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
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Take Me To Belize
© by Darryl Cherney

Intro: (bass line down to)(G)(C)
(C) It's cold and rainy here up north (F) I think it's time to venture forth
(G) So honey please, take me to (C) Belize
We'll leave the dogs and cats behind
(F) It's only three weeks, they won't mind
(G) Just give them a big squeeze, then take me to (C) Belize

Chorus: Take me to (F) Belize, It's where I want to (C) go
Take me to(F)Belize I love the tropics (coral, Punta, jaguar)(G) so, oh, oh
(F)I hear that they speak English there(C)we'll walk around without a care
(G) So honey, please take me to (C) Belize

Take the boat taxi to Cay Cork before it's built up like New York
Don't be such a tease, Take me to Belize
We'll walk barefoot on the beach, it's in our economic reach
So what if there's sand fleas, take me to Belize

The snorkeling tour will be a lark, we'll see sting rays and pet a shark
Off the Cay of Ambergris, take me to Belize
Then in Dangriga we will barhop, drink Belikin until we drop
I'm down upon my knees, take me to Belize

To San Ignacio we'll take a bus, the jungle it was made for us
I love rainforest trees, take me to Belize
The Guatemalan ruins we may see, I hope the bandits don't rob me
Just leave me my car keys then take me to Belize

I hear the water's safe to drink, we won't even have to think
So honey, please, take me to Belize, So honey, please, take me to Belize!

Jonathan Spaulding on percussion, D. Cherney on keyboard

© 2004, 2000 by Darryl Cherney, All rights reserved
Churn It Up Records, PO Box 2254, Redway, CA 95560
www.darrylcherney.com. ensopro@asis.com
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