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A Day To Remember
03:58
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Up in the morning at the break of dawn
A couple good friends and a couple good songs, on the radio
Everything you need in the back of the car
You’ve got the open road and a Texaco card, and you’re on your own
The Gulf Coast water was warm and blue
You snuck onto a boat and took a twilight cruise, it was the craziest thing you ever did
You told that girl you’ve always liked
One day you’re gonna make her your wife, and she turns bright red
When the seasons change like they will
When the falling leaves seem to echo how you feel
When your whole world turns from July to November
This is the day, this is the day, this is the day you will remember
On a little dirt road just out of town
On a ridge with a view of the sun going down
And your heart beating in your chest
The sparkle took her by surprise
She never saw it coming you could see it in her eyes
She just nodded yes
When the seasons change like they will
When the falling leaves seem to echo how you feel
When your whole world turns from July to November
This is the day, this is the day, this is the day you will remember
Your wife wakes you up in the middle of the night
Says it not a false alarm this time, and your scared to death
You hold her hand and you say a prayer
Tears well up as the moment draws near
You’ll see his first breath
When the seasons change like they will
When the falling leaves seem to echo how you feel
When your whole world turns from July to November
This is the day, this is the day, this is the day you will remember
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2. |
One Night In The South
04:33
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I was straight out of college, with a dream in my head
A guitar in my truck, no home and no bed
Traveling the road like so many before
With an interstate map that quickly got worn
Growing up in the West, I’d never seen
Anything east of Texas, or south of DC
The first time I headed down I-85
A part of me I’d never felt came alive
It’s an hour from Atlanta to East Alabama
It took one hour to change a man’s fate
One night in the South, turned me around
Changed my views and my mind and myself
Like a step back in time to how things might have been
When you could leave your doors unlocked all night
It might be the way the stars shine or the slow pace of life
Or the taste of sweet tea in my mouth
But I never knew where I belonged till one night in the South
So now there’s a small town that I call my home
I’ve got a view of the country, sitting on my front porch
A couple magnolia’s, and an acre of land
And a girl that I love with a ring on her hand
She changed my perspective, and she changed my life
The first time I looked in her eyes
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3. |
Black Coffee
04:06
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Tonight she’s feeling better
Tonight she’s feeling alright, at least that’s what she says
I can see her smiling
But I can hear her voice is just about to crack
For years it seems I’ve been waiting for this moment
It shames me just a little, to say I was happy when she called
I know he’s probably thinking as he’s driving out of town
That I would be the one to break her fall
Tomorrow morning she’ll wake up
And pour her coffee black
And stare out of the window at the cars parked round the cul-de-sac
And wage a losing battle against the voices in her head
That tell her he’ll be coming back
We all knew that this was coming
It had been a while since things seemed right
He was her knight in shining armor
She was just a way for him to pass the time
All the while I was playing every angle
Playing the part of anyone I thought that she might need
I knew that one day he would leave her stranded
And I hoped that she’d come running straight to me
Tomorrow morning she’ll wake up
And pour her coffee black
And stare out of the window at the cars parked round the cul-de-sac
And wage a losing battle against the voices in her head
That tell her he’ll be coming back
So, it almost ended up the way I‘d dreamt it
She is here beside me, and we’ll never be apart
But even as she’s holding me, she’s fighting with a memory
I never thought that guy would break my heart
Every morning she’ll wake up
And pour her coffee black
And stare out of the window, looking for his Cadillac
And wage a losing battle against the voices in her head
That tell her he’ll be coming back
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4. |
One Mississippi
04:21
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5. |
Railroad Town
03:56
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Living in this railroad town
Time moves by pretty slow
We plan our days not by some clock up on the wall
But based on when that train whistle blows
Down at the hardware store I stock the shelves
Mop the floor and keep the windows clean
Everyone that comes in here they all know me by name
And I can take the afternoon off, pretty much anytime I need
Sometimes when I lie awake in the middle of the night
Listening to that train rolling by
I think about what’s out beyond the edges of this town
Wonder if there’s something there I’m meant to find
All I’d have to do is hop on board
They’re selling one-way tickets at the window on the platform
I could pack my bags and I’d be gone
These rails can take me anywhere, except this town where I was born
My father always told me I was meant for something big
You’ll escape this place one day he would say
He never was an easy one to please
Maybe that’s the reason why I stayed
Sometimes when I lie awake in the middle of the night
Listening to that train rolling by
I wonder what he’d say if he could see me now
He’d probably tell me I had let him down, but he’d be fighting back a smile
All I’d have to do is hop on board
They’re selling one-way tickets at the window on the platform
I could pack my bags and I’d be gone
These rails can take me anywhere, except this town where I was born
When that whistle blows in the distance
As the sun is going down
I sit on my front porch and I think to myself
I’m either missing something
Or I’ve got it all figured out
All I’d have to do is hop on board
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6. |
When I See Your Face
02:59
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7. |
Mulberry Lane
04:25
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8. |
Back To Jackson
03:29
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I just keep on driving, two hands on the wheel
These dusty 2-lanes seem to know exactly how I feel
Long forgotten but more alive than a memory
Somewhere along the line, they became
Less important than they used to be
Everything I feel tells me to turn this car around
I could make it back to Jackson by the time the sun goes down
I can turn these wheels around and head back home to her
But I’m too far gone, to make it back to where we were
I remember sunsets in the Mississippi sky
Lighting fires above us and inside of her eyes
It looked like heaven stretching far as we could see
Somewhere along the line, they became
Less majestic than they used to be
Everything I feel tells me to turn this car around
I could make it back to Jackson by the time the sun goes down
I can turn these wheels around and head back home to her
But I’m too far gone, to make it back to where we were
It’s really only hours ago that I was back at home
Only 150 miles or so that I have gone
It’s really only everything that’s changed
The fire inside her eyes was probably missing, long before today
Everything I feel tells me to turn this car around
I could make it back to Jackson by the time the sun goes down
I can turn these wheels around and head back home to her
But I’m too far gone, to make it back to where we were
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9. |
Martin
04:21
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Martin drove a black Camaro, and he parked it on the street
So he could point it out to all the pretty girls he’d meet
He could make ‘em smile and blush and weak in the knees
The words he used were just as smooth as his jet black leather seats
His hair was slicked back perfectly, he was Elvis Presley cool
We’d all just stand and watch him walking down the halls at school
He was a 18 year old celebrity, he was every girls dream
He was Humphrey Bogart, John Wayne, Tom Cruise and James Dean
He dated a girl named Lisa, she was a vision to be seen
She had a 4.0 and she was Homecoming Queen
They would cruise in that Camaro every Sunday afternoon
Going 60 miles an hour down West 6th Avenue
Oh, I wonder where, is he today
Maybe hanging out in Hollywood with Matthew McConaughey
Or maybe at the Oscars as a guest of Ashley Judd
He’s the stuff of legends, everything I never was
Lisa ended up at Princeton, Martin went to State
At our tenth reunion, he didn’t even know her name
Though she became a lawyer, and married into fame
She still looked at him like the rest of us, like we still weren’t in his league
Oh, I wonder where, is he today
Maybe hanging out in Hollywood with Matthew McConaughey
Or maybe at the Oscars as a guest of Ashley Judd
He’s the stuff of legends, everything I never was
Last week I saw Martin at the local Texaco
Gassing up a firebird, I approached him nice and slow
I could tell he didn’t know me, but he smiled and said hello
He still looked just as cool as he did 15 years ago
I told him who I was, and asked what he’s doing now
He said he works construction on the other side of town
Though it’s not what I had pictured, I’ll tell you the truth
I was still in awe of him, the hero of my youth
Oh, I wonder where, you are today
Though I thought you'd be in Hollywood with Matthew McConaughey
Or maybe on the cover of GQ magazine
You're still the stuff of legends, everything I'll never be
Martin turned to say goodbye, and tipped his hat just like the Duke
Then he drove off in the sunset down West 6th Avenue
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10. |
Deep Enough
04:08
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11. |
Catching Up
04:32
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12. |
South Side Diner
04:38
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Dave Potts Auburn, Alabama
A singer/songwriter with a gift for melody and a poet's eye for detail, Dave Potts crafts contemporary folk songs with
shades of country and Americana, infused with Southern charm.
-4-time Kerrville New Folk Finalist
-Just Plain Folks New Folk Song of the Year
-International Acoustic Music Awards 1st Place
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