Gypsy Russian Rose

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
Working down at the Russian House
Down on 14th Street
Working down on 14th Street
Were the girls make you pay and pay
But Gypsy Rose will throw you down for free
Gypsy Rose will throw you down for free

Verse
Gypsy Rose went out last night
With a man that she met down on 14th Street
With a man that she met down on 14th Street
Who said, I'd like to take your picture
Won't you come and show yourself to me
Won't you come and show yourself to me

Verse
But I found her down in the corner
To weak and bruised to breath
To weak and bruised to breath
So I picked her up and she said,
I got to get off 14th Street
I got to get off 14th Street

Verse
So when you hear your fortune told
About the pain and the sorrow that your life will hold
About the pain and the sorrow that your life will hold
Well don't shed a single tear
My 14th Street Gypsy Russian Rose
My 14th Street Gypsy Russian Rose

Broad Way

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Chorus
Long walk back from Broadway
Long walk back from Broadway

Verse
It's a long walk back from Broadway when your stumbling through the streets
Like a blind man so drunk upon some Saturday night romance
But Chaplin, dear Chaplin listen to my lonesome plea
Cause I once was a man like you but my sins got the best of me on a
Long walk back from Broadway
Long walk back from Broadway

Verse
I'm no good she used to say, I bring pain to all I see
So I must believe that deaths the only answer for me
But sorry ain't a word I use for any pain that I brought to her
And as I look to his blood stained hands then I know for sure that it's a
Long walk back from Broadway
Long walk back from Broadway

Verse
Now I'm a dead man walking, always two steps behind
And death he knows my name. He's getting closer all the time
But when I go, baby when I go, they won't hear me crying
So dry your eyes all those who've come, come to watch me die on a
Long walk back from Broadway
Long walk back from Broadway
Long walk back from Broadway

Psalm

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
May the Lord
Answer your call
And give you strength
In times of trouble
In times of pain
In times of sorrow
May the Lord
May the Lord

Verse
May the Lord
Cause you to stand
Cause you to rise
In times of trouble
In times of pain
In times of sorrow
May the Lord
May the Lord

Verse
May the Lord
Guard your way
For some trust in riches
Some trust in weapons
Some trust in nations
Some trust in no one
But we trust in Jesus
We trust in Jesus
We trust in Jesus

Salvation

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Even though the way may seem to be dark sometimes
Just keep on walking, anyhow

Verse
Tired, I'm so tired, I'm weak kneed and weary
The weight, oh the weight, is too much to carry
Torn, torn, torn by desperation
And low, I'm so low, just two steps from broken

Verse
But Jesus I've heard it said that you will guard my steps
That you will be my rest, the lifter of my head
That you will take me in your arms, to be the strength that shields me
So I open my heart to your salvationI open my heart to your salvation
I open my heart to your salvation
Your salvation
Your salvation
Your salvation

So even though the way may seem to be dark sometimes
Just keep on walking

Come and be Counted

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Scott Legere - wurlitzer, organ
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
Judas lye sleeping while the demons came creeping
To whisper the treason that led to the bleeding
But it was the bleeding, it was from the bleeding
That we can come

Verse
He's standing and waiting
At the doorway He's praying
That we can come
That we can come

Verse
So you can choose death
Or you can choose life
It's your choice, you better make it right
So you can come, so you can come, so you can come, so you can come

Life to the Dying

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Mark Thomas Stockert - electric guitar
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
Sometimes I felt like there were strange sounds all around me
When I was walking, walking in the dark light
And sometimes I felt like there was nothing inside me
No feeling, no feeling, just falling

Chorus
But God gives life to the dying, the dying, the dying
God gives life to the dying and I was the dying

Verse
Sometimes I felt haggard, homeless, wretched, worthless, begging in blindness
Sometimes I felt, beaten, beaten, bleeding, bleeding, and broken, so broken

Chorus
But God gives life to the dying, the dying, the dying
God gives life to the dying and I was the dying

Chorus
But God gives life to the dying, the dying, the dying
God gives life to the dying and I was the dying

Turn Around

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Scott Legere - piano
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
With outstretched arms all were forgiven
From His blood pierced hands flowed our redemption
And the hammers rang out the tune of your salvation
But will you still defy Him?

Verse
When your walls no longer bear you protection
And the fruits your destruction
Cause your cities to fall into ruin
Will you still defy Him?

Verse
When your children in the footsteps of all of your confusion
Try to stand but they cannot keep from stumbling
So they run, they run though chased by no one
Will you still defy Him?

Chorus
Why won’t you listen?
Why won’t you believe?
Why won’t you see?
Why won’t you see?
That the way you are living
The way you are living
The way you are living
Cries out to turn around, to turn around

Verse
So soon darkness will be upon your horizon
As death will offer you all of her poison
So with your final breadth will you embrace His pardon?
Or will you still defy Him?

Chorus
Why won’t you listen?
Why won’t you believe?
Why won’t you see?
Why won’t you see?
That the way you are living
The way you are living
The way you are living
Cries out to turn around, to turn around

Devils Backyard

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Scott Legere - harmonium, organ
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
I'll criticize you no more, no more
I'll deceive you no more, no more
I'll cheat you no more, no more
I'll accuse you no more, no more

Verse
I'll betray no one, no more
I'll defile no one, no more
I'll corrupt no one, no more
I'll shame no one, no more

Chorus
For I'll lay down in the devils backyard no more

Verse
I'll hurt you no more, no more
I'll abuse you no more, no more
I'll punish you no more, no more
I'll harm you no more, no more

Chorus
For I'll lay down in the devils backyard no more, no more, no more
I'll lay down in the devils backyard, no more, no more, no more

God is not Dead

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

God is not dead He gives life
- Instrumental piece featuring the sounds of life.

Red Shoe Song

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I hang my head and cry when I remember all the lies, that you once told to me and I believed
So my suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room

Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I sit down in my chair and I watch you comb your hair and I watch you put on your best pair of dancing shoes

Verse
You go out every night. I watch the city lights shinning bright, from the window of my lonely apartment room
I see you stumble home, you smell like whiskey and a women’s cologne, with ruby red lipstick all on your cheek

Verse
I'm so sick of this town. I'm tired of my lonely apartment room
Where I hang my head and cry when I remember all the lies, that you once told to me and I believed
So my suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
My suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room
My suit case is packed I ain't ever coming back, to you or to this lonely apartment room

Tin Roof Sky

Written by Tom Feldmann © 2008. ASCAP

Tom Feldmann - guitar, vocals
Jed Germond - pedal steel
Scott Legere - piano, organ
Paul Liebenow - upright bass
Jed Staack - drums

Verse
It's raining, it's raining
It's raining in Oklahoma again
Every time I pass through this town
It's raining, it's raining

Verse
It's raining in Oklahoma again
Every time I pass through this town
It's raining in Oklahoma again
Does it ever stop raining
Does it ever stop raining
Does it ever stop raining

Verse
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Walking, walking on the water

Verse
Jesus, I think myself happy
Jesus, I think myself happy
I think myself, think myself happy
I think myself, think myself happy

Verse
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Walking, walking on the water
And it's raining, and it's raining

Verse
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Walking, walking on the water
And it's raining, it's raining

Verse
I think myself
I think myself
I think myself,
think myself happy
When it's raining, when it's raining

Verse
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Jesus, I'm walking on the water
Walking, walking on the water
And it's raining, it's raining