Hey friends—
I just launched something new called Joe Eddie TV. It’s a retro-style hangout spot for music lovers, kind of like a cross between an old variety show and a living room jam session.
Right now you can catch acoustic sets, classic clips, and a few weird surprises. Chat and livestreams are coming soon, plus special guest features and songwriting nights.
It’s 24/7, it’s real cozy, and it’s just getting started.
Check it out here: joeeddie.com/tv
—Joe Eddie
Held together by a thousand wrongs
She knew what she was doing
Time don’t wait for no one
Life goes on
Send a postcard and write a song
But you knew what you was doin
Doesn’t mean that there is
Nothing wrong
When your horse is winning
You let him run
And when the moonlight’s fading
Here comes the sun
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
The queen of hearts and the ace of spades
Pay no look behind the curtain
It is not as if I was
Born yesterday
As the twilight slowly fades
Are you sure and are you certain?
It isn’t worth the gamble
Anyway
Ain’t no sense in regretting
What’s done is done
When the devil’s grinning
You fire your gun
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
I will
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Why, Baby?
Baby,
Roses are red, violets are blue
We’re gonna have to come up with some other color
to describe
your hue
Day into night, night into day
I don’t know, I don’t keep track of time
now anyway
That’s just how things have been rollin’ these days
I saw you bend down, I saw you cry
The only question I have is why?
We go downtown baby, you talk so rough
You combed your hair back, with your cap you look so tough
What’cha gonna do with it, when I told you not to go down
Just like in that song, you don’t take your guns downtown
No!
Why, baby, baby, why?
Why, baby, why?
Two steps forward, one step back
I’m goin’ away, rollin’ down the track
I held you once, I can do it again
Strangers to lovers, then lovers back to friends
And it’s just one more question
that I have to ask you,
Why, baby, why?
Why?
I’m not so insignificant
I’m gone with the wind
Not so unneeded
as to keep myself a secret
Not to be only lonely
But to make every moment holy
I hold up a humble gentle crooked mirror
I hold it wholly, double it up, try to see clearer
The old familiar voice comes calling down through the ages
The home I found in my mother’s faces
Don’t let me be hidden from you
Help me to hold up, lift up your heart
The colors of your painting
Lines that I see so clear
Where I want to make my home
Like a steady sailing shot
That carries me
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain
Once upon a time I had love like summer wine
Skin was soft as winter snow
When I was young I didn’t know
Love could cuase a grown man pain
I don’t sit and wonder why
I don’t sleep around and cry
There’s just something in my eye
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain
It’s been a long, long time since you put your lips on mine
With your breath so fine like wine, like springtime so divine
I’ll be on the downtown street, lookin plain
If we meet face to face, just walk on by
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain
I don’t wanna be no love detective
I’m gonna keep my heart protected
I’m gonna keep my own perspective
Keep all ships sailing in one direction
I’m gonna keep on movin, I’m gonna keep on groovin;
I’m gonna keep on doin’ and I ain’t gonna cry for you girl
Ain’t no great wide ocean
Ain’t no deep blue sea
Ain’t no more spilled milk for you
to puss around with me
Not a teardrop, but a memory in the rain
Cry about it now
No room for discrepancies, hotel got no vacancy
Shout if you want but you can’t touch me
Freak around if you want but you can’t f$*k me
Look up to the sky, go back in your mind
See the fish with the spoon and the man in the moon with the
teardrop in his eye
All’s well that ends well, the story’s told and that’s what people say
The good old days will be back again, remember the time when those words will fly away
Someday when we meet again, it’ll be easy we won’t have to pretend
That we would wish it was like it was back when
Not a teardrop, just a memory in the rain
Not a teardrop, just a memory for the pain
Not a teardrop, just a memory for the rain
