Gamblin' House



Lyrics

My Ol' Radio

i can move my lips nod my head
tap my foot lyin' quiet in the bed
i dont wanna be spoon fed
i dont need to be told
what i listen to on my ol radio

chorus
late at night up early in the mornin'
God bless my neighbor and my ol radio

that big dog gets hungry he aint never satisfied
scratchin' in my ear and howlin' in my mind
he gonna eat hisself to death leave nuthinl for the rest
it's a shame and a sin to let that ol devil win.

chorus

do your own self a favor dont you worry for me
let them jones keep on jonesin' and me and you are free.

chorus
chorus

c. 2007 gypsyeyes music, bmi

malcolm holcombe

Goodtimes

picnic lunch and gone with the wind
popcorn hotdogs makin' new friends
cotton candy in a china shop
rattlin' smackin' the roof o' my mouth

antique babies and goodtime jim
antique babies and goodtime jim

vomit up sweet charlotte's cider
closets full of thirsty liars
scapegoat sweatship across the street
full o' fancy pitiful feet (for lovely lovely pitiful feet)

antique babies and goodtime jim
antique babies and goodtime jim
goodtimes
goodtimes

scratch a dirty beggar's back
preach a burnin' paper sack
a comic strip salooner's breath
stealin' from a loser's nest

antique babies and goodtime jim
antique babies and goodtime jim
goodtimes
goodtimes

c. 1997 bug music/gypsyeyes music, BMI

malcolm holcombe




Baby Likes a Love Song

my baby likes a love song
a young man digs em fast
me i dont like nuthin'
if it aint made ta last

my baby likes to listen
i just flap my jaw
a young man's strong and able
prob'ly get along


chorus
we aint made to last here forever
we aint s'posed to know ev'rything there is to know
me i dont know nuthin at all
but my baby likes a slow love song

questions come and go
runnin' circles in my mind
simple answers haunt me
an grow cloudy over time

silence is a favor
but nobody owes a dime'
to keep your heart so sweetly
and warm close to mine.

chorus
chorus

c. 2007 gypsyeyes music, bmi

malcolm holcombe




Goin' Downtown

i gotta hundred dollar bill
in denver colorado
i got holes in my pockets
gonna buy a eldorado

i'm gonna make the news
gonna change my thinkin'
gonna kick the blues
and keep on drinkin'

chorus
goin' downtown
to see the christmas lights
goin' downtown
burnin' inside

easy gonna come
easy gonna go
like the wind in the trees
like a child growin' up

chorus

dont you worry for me
dont you worry 'bout nuthin'
i got freedom in my fingers
i'm gone and runnin'

chorus

first verse
chorus
chorus

gypsyeyes music bmi

malcolm holcombe




Evelyn

evelyn evelyn
kissin' in the kitchen
in a green eyed hurricane
one man aint thinkin'
bout drivin' a dog to drink

chorus
evelyn food's on the table
one man aint thinkin' 
bout drivin' a dog to drinkin'

knocked down solid
slippin' round the corner
one man aint thinkin'
bout drivin' a dog to drinkin'

chorus

your name's on the street
ninety miles an hour
trippin' on a grin
knocked under my feet

chorus

first verse

chorus
chorus


malcolm holcombe

You Don't Come See Me Anymore

my hands fill up my pockets keepin' time
wrapped around the jinglin' keys i find
they say it's gonna rain and snow
and it's always too damn hot or cold
and my rather beens dont matter more and more
and you dont come and see me anymore

you dont come and see me anymore
i know your eyes are sick and tired and sore
i been busy in my head
and runnin' circles round my bed
my catchin' up is runnin' outta time
and you dont come and see me anymore

i reckon i'm just preachin' to the choir
and i aint been to church in quite a while
i dont 'member all them words to that old rugged cross
i been hangin' my head out to dry up in the clouds
and you dont come and me anyhow

chorus chorus

my hands fill up my pockets keepin' time..

c. 2005 gypsyeses muysic BMI


malcolm holcombe

Gamblin' House

i got my own kinda problems
my own kinda rules
i got frieinds in my wallet
they love me like a fool
they love me like a fool

that winnin' sickness suffers
on ninety west and wishin'
one nickle strikes the hammer
and pounds the breath i'm givin'
pounds the breath i'm givin'

chorus
livin' in the waters of a gamblin' house
livin' in the waters of a gamblin' house

low down in mississippi bettin; on the blues'
low down in biloxi rollin' in the news
rollin' in the news

chorus

now my skin is crawlin' slowly
my throat's a closin' up
dem bones is knockin;' louder
an' my face is burnin' coal
goddamn my face is a burnin' coal
hit mother fucker

chorus

i'm soakin' up the slaughter
i'm lyin' thru my teeth
my calculated coffin
dont tell me what i need
dont tell me what i need.

chorus x 4

repeat last verse

c.2007 gypsyeyes music, BMI

malcolm holcombe

Blue Flame

there's a blue flame
burnin' thru and thru
no words can hold me
close enough to you

there's a blue flame
meltin' crystal snow
healin' wrinkled brows
over and over

chorus
deep and wide circlin' me
never dyin' always near

instrumental

there's a blue flame
in one tiny hand
in one helpless mind
holdin' on and holdin' on

chorus

first verse

c. 2004 gypsyeyes music, BMI

malcolm holcombe

Cynthia Margaret

chorus
cynthia margaret is an angel o' mine
steady and strong as the stars in the sky
blown by the breeze of God's holy eye
and cynthia margaret is an angel o' mine

crossroads backroads gravel and time
pretty as a picture of the mountains that lie
beneath the sky of one broken mind
and cynthia margaret is an angel of mine

chorus


candles and stories and laughter outside
brings all about your feelin's inside
dont trust the devil just say your good-byes
and cynthia margaret is an angel o' mine

mothers and fathers they come and they go
to places where nobody knows
blown by the breeze of God's holy eye
and cynthia margaret is an angel of mine.

c. 2002 gypsyeyes music, BMi

 

The Shade

i like the shade where it'a cool and green
i keep outta the sun cause i want the shade
where it'a cool and green

i feel good inside
when i'm in the sun
but my skin gets and hot and i want the shade
where it's cool and green

i feel good inside
when i'm in the sun
but it hurts my eyes when i see the sky
cause i want the shade

chorus

i got plenty to eat
i got plenty to drink
i dont need to think when i'm in the shade
cause it's cool and green

i got alot to do
i got alot to say
but i dont need to move when i'm in the shade
cause it's cool and green

chorus

i feel good inside
when i'm in the sun
but it makes me sweat and i break my back
cause i want the shade

chorus

From Lovin' You

point your finger in some direction
follow a smile if you can
drill a hole filled wtih powder
strike a match and burn it loud

ev'ry heartbreak in the world
ev'ry heartbroken girl
can't stop me from lovin' you
no they can't stop me from lovin' you

burnin' star in queen city
sleepin' in beds round the clock
dried up water in a blacksmith river
slappin' my wrists and my job

ev'ry lie that I told
ev'ry lie that I heard
can't stop me from lovin' you
no they can't stop me from lovin' you

call me on what I done to you
show me your hands when you're done
take yesterday and drive it in the ground
give way the pain with no sound

ev'ry slammin' of the door
ev'ry slammin' word I cried
can't stop me from lovin' you
no they can't stop me from lovin' you

ev'ry cloud in my mind
ev'ry shred o' doubt I find
can't stop me from lovin' you
no they can't stop me from lovin' you

point your finger in some direction
follow a smile if you can

 

I'd Rather Have A Home

you can catch more flies with honey
but my mouth gets dry
thirsty for that switch to cut the buzz
slap me on the back with some familiar noise
but my ears get dirty plilin' up the junk

chorus
i chainsmoke and complain goin' broke inside
your silly smile on tv stinks a country mile
i'd rather have a home i can believe in
i'd rather have a home i can call mine

so pass me over pass the buck
and wish me luck
but i'll be here to help you when you're down and out
what goes around will come around to all of us
and all i do is wonder who i need to trust

chorus

money talks and bullshit walks
into the sea
they pick and choose the needy
to be brave and free

chorus
last verse
chorus
chorus

i'm prayin' for a home i can believe in
i'm prayin' for a home i can call mine.

c. 2005 gypsyeyes music, BMI


malcolm holcombe