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On the Road: 1995 to Crow

by Allen Mullen

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On The Road 03:14
On The Road (November 1998) I played the game of love, I lost my heart She called my spade a spade right from the start Her diamond eyes cut through my lies And I joined the club of those who don’t get far Out on the road I’m thinking of the friends I’ve left behind Like fruit I left and withered on the vine I couldn’t save the love we made So I left what I never thought I’d find To go on the road ch. But the road was not a romance, the road was not my friend I couldn’t stay, I lost my way, some things just don’t mend There’s much I can’t remember, but there’s some I can’t forget It’s the price I’ve paid for choices made, my dreams were made of sand Out on the road On the road from east to west I lost my sight I found myself unable to decide To choose a future, to claim my dreams So I settled for what I thought I might redeem Out on the road I washed up here in your old hippie town Though my hair’s turned gray and my head’s been turned around And I’m alone but I have grown I’m going to stay here til they put me in the ground Beside the road
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My Barn Burnt Down (November 1997) I should be sad, my barn burnt down You’d think I’d sing a lonesome tune But when I wen tout to look around I marveled I could see the Moon I could be crying, I could give it all up I could try to build another barn soon Instead I realize what a blessing I’ve found My barn burnt down but I can see the moon ch. The full moon sails upon an indigo sky It makes you want to fly on your broom You see I’m not worried, and wonder why? My barn burnt down but I can see the moon One train is leaving but another’s going to come As long as there’s trains and there’s tracks I might be missing the train that you’re on I’ll just wait until another train comes back This railroad’s running from Kansas to Maine From Oregon to sweet San Antone I’ll ride the rails from here to there and back again When I’m ready, gonna take me home ch. Where the full moon sails across an indigo sky Makes you want to fly on your broom You see I’m not worried and wonder why? My barn’s burnt down but I can see the moon There’s plenty I could be sad about But tell me what good would that do? I’m going to burn down every barn in this town And when they’re gone I can see the moon (Repeat last 2 lines)
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The Moon and I (July 97) C Em F G / F G C>Am The moon and I were up last night, while you lay fast asleep Sharing dreams, imagining that you lay next to me Hoping that some morning soon, I’ll wake to your fair smile The moon and I both casting spells that you might stay awhile And you say: I’m not sure where my path will lead, I cannot say It may not be forever, and so I feel afraid But I say: I’m not one who would ask for you to always stay Don’t promise me forever, and you won’t have to be afraid The moon and I are hoping that as the days fly past The love we’ve touched together is something that may last The moon and I don’t question that the wheel will always turn But if you’ll stay with me awhile, there’s much that we may learn And I say: I’m not sure where my path will lead, I cannot say It may not be forever, and so I feel afraid You say: I’m not one who would ask for you to always stay Don’t promise me forever and you won’t have to be afraid Will you break my heart again? I asked the stars last night They twinkled quiet, mysterious, the answer came You might But if we cannot take this chance, I’ll face my nights alone To dream of you through lonely times When you could lie so close So we say: We’re not sure where our paths will lead, we cannot say It may not be forever, we won’t have to be afraid
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Colors of Your Garden (a leave-taking, May 1996) I took for the road like a blanket of longing Baring (bearing) the pain of your heart Knowing you felt like your whole world was falling You’d like to put it back but it’s just so hard to start Cause the wind’s been calling me, the winds bang at your doors There’s nothing holding me, nobody holds you anymore So you plant your earth but there’s pain you hold inside you Buried deep just waiting for the sun Now rains have coming forming pools that have mired you Then flow into rivers that neither of us own ch. On one hand there’s need, in the other is desire Somewhere between we searched the dark I looked too late and consumed our bonds in fire ‘Til what held us together lies smoldering and charred ch. One day you’ll find the place where thoughts of me won’t hurt you Time is a healer, you’ll celebrate pain’s end The colors of your gardens will haunt me as I’m calling To the strength I know you’ll find, and a way we may be friends The wind is blowing me, breezes whisper at your door Nobody’s holding me, and you’re not hurting anymore
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The Last Vegetarian Chicken (July 97) intro: A up to D D G When we moved here to Crow, I thought it’d all work out just fine D A My humans were vegetarians, I’d live a long, long life D G As long as I layed eggs for them, I’d count on cruelty-free D A D Then the price went up on free-range and they started eyeing me G D Now I’m the last vegetarian chicken in this free range chicken coop G D E A Once there were a flock of us, now they’re chicken soup D G It started out just eggs and cheese, suspicious bouillon cubes D A D (G D A D) Vegetarians eating chickens, next they might eat you Do I look like a carrot, do artichokes have beaks? Do bean sprouts sprout out wings and fly, have you see a turnip bleed? No matter how you chop and dice, it’s my neck on the line Whether ate in ecotopia, or just Kentucky fried So don’t trust a vegetarian if you are fowl or fish They preach about organic and eat just what they wish They might say they’re tired of tofu, but never would eat meat You can write that on my tombstone when they’ve ate* the last of me *I sometimes pronounce ate and eat as eh-t
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Song of Loss and Sorrow (May 1996) I felt her wet tears, as she nudged me from her heart You’re not cold I whispered, this is the warmest part To love yourself enough to know what’s right To trust me enough to know that I’ll be alright It’s been a sweet interlude, it’s been a delicious dance Now there’s tomorrow, now there’s circumstance What you’ve given is a treasure, it’s our legacy Though what I’ve given to you has made less of me ch. It’s my time to grow, it’s your time to cry It’s part of the balance, it comes with the ride All I ask is let our goodness remain In another time, another life, I may love you again Watch me drop gently, fallen leaves in a stream The tree that once held me has become just a dream I’ll be fine in this water world, at least for awhile Where the reflection of sunlight, shines like your smile The moon teaches changes, what has come will soon pass It’s what’s carried inside me that I trust will last So I watch you stand bravely, once more hold me tightly Then turn to walk lightly away ch.
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Lucky 13 03:44
Lucky 13 On the road this morning, with the drunks driving home You’d probably think that one was me But I stopped drinking with that bunch in San Antone When I couldn’t drown your memories I’ve still got the pictures of the life we tried to build I’ve got the ones the day we wed They keep reminding me of all that I gave up When I believed that love was dead ch. 13 years, you held me close I had my lucky 13 You’ve got that new man now, I like him a lot He’s like you wanted me to be He’ll treat you gently as you both grow old At least that’s what I’d like to see Me, I’m still a tumbleweed, can’t settle down Until there’s nowhere left to go Blown by our memories, ‘bout all I’ve got They keep me out here on the road ch. I hope that you won’t mind if I call from time to time I’m sorry it’s a little late Guess that I lost track, I threw away my watch Or left it in some other state You follow the hands of fate when you’re drifting around Reminds me I’m not free ‘Cause there ain’t a clock I’ve seen that goes past 12 And I’m stuck on Lucky 13 chorus and out
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Bubbles (So It Goes) written on, or just after New Years Eve, 1999 I’ve got intergalactic television to keep me company Any channel that I want on it, that channel’s there for me I can watch how others live their lives, see them play and dance I might be a star on that television, but I won’t take that chance I’ve got a funny kinda eye doctor, but I swear that he is blind It’s a joke to all his patient, but he doesn’t seem to mind He fits my pair of eyeglasses so I look perfectly But I often wonder if I miss what my doctor doesn’t see Refrain: So it goes, days and nights they’re just fine It just flowers, ain’t no bubbles in my wine I’ve got real good at Solitaire though I seldom win I can play a hundred times a day, and then I’ll play again I see my life in hearts and spades, yours in diamond clubs I place my aces when I can, but I won’t take a chance on love I’ve got journals full of broken dreams and troubled memories Anytime I get to wanting more, my journals remind me That life’s alright on television, and maybe I can’t see And dreams come true for other folks, they don’t come true for me
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Cut To The Bone (Nov. 1997) Am7 G / F C G Feel the wind cut to your bone Glad that you’re feeling even if you feel alone Living for dreams when you can sleep Though the phone you’re sleeping with’s the only hope you keep You wonder what you’re looking for and feel the years creep in All your friends and would be lovers Were there for you, where have you been? Wanting the water inside the stone Chasing for rainbows seeking colors not the gold Looking for ecstasy inside the dance Believe you’ll find it if you’ll only take the chance Your parents dreams were not for you You’ve kept your dreams alive though it makes you seem the fool Slipped from their houses, their empty streets To find the sun, the moon, the wind, the rain, the comfort of the trees You’ve looked within, you’ve practiced Zen You’ve drank the all-night wine Spent years on self-improvement though your friends say you’re just fine Awake at night, 3:32, first thought is her but you wonder does she ever think of you? Ghosts come parade behind your eyes You’ll get no sleep now til the morning, greet the dawn if you survive You trust there’s more than memories You can’t live on regrets There’s the getting of the wisdom, There’s the music, there’s the quest
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Simple Life 02:27
The Simple Life (6 Jan 98) ch. It’s the simple life for Earth and it’s the simple life for me I own 6 pairs of Birkenstocks, shares of Celestial Teas I’m a well-researched consumer, recycled and organic please Cause I love the Earth, I’m saving her, it’s the simple life for me I’m not much on television but I really like to stream And I’d like to bus or bike but good gas mileage works for me I’ve got filters on all my faucets, recharge all my batteries My new wardrobes natural fibers, it’s the simple life for me ch. I’m hurts a lot to think it out, and so I’d rather not I’m going to do the best I can, I deserve all that I’ve got I’m a leader in living simple, I teach it every Thursday night Webmaster of the Internet’s _ biggest simple living site ch. I’m hoping to get rich so I can live a simpler life Though secretly I just hope I can catch up with my wife She’s eco-chic, her own natural cosmetic factory I’m her sales rep for East Asia, it’s the simple life for me
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Short, Bald and Chubby (April 2000) I was cruisin’ through the classifieds on the bus the other day Trying to find some spare parts for my broke down Chevrolet When my eyes caught the personals, since I need a girlfriend too I thought I’d take a look before I read the morning news I scanned through SF looking for someone seeking me But most were looking long and tall, no one under 6’3” Weight proportional essential, most wanted lots of bucks I thought I’d better write my own ad if I’m going to have some luck Ch. I’m short, bald and chubby I ain’t too much to look at and I don’t have any money I like watching lots of tv, I think Elvis is the king And I’m looking for the woman of my dreams I heard from Dixie, still in prison but she’s hoping for parole Cindy wants to know if I can connect her with some dope Pam is in to S&M, she’s looking for a slave For 200 bucks a night she’d be my date Then it seems I’d struck some gold, I got some hot replies I set up dates with 2 or 3, they turned out to be guys They were nice and looked real good, but that’s really not for me I’m still looking for the woman of my dreams Then someone told me the Internet’s the place that I should try Just dial right into cyberspace, see your options multiply So I fired up my le’ 386 and dialed my ISP and went looking for the hotbot of my dreams At first, I was still skeptical but that tip turned out just fine Lots were looking for guys like me, it was first love on the first site We met in chat, had cybersex, and that was only our first date Now for 10 bucks a month, I can watch her _stay up late I tried hanging out at rock concerts, I’m the one with ironed t-shirts Comparing fruit in grocery stores, took a course on how to flirt I had dance lessons, did jogging, all I got was injured knees I was no closer to the woman of my dreams That my sweetheart lives in cyberspace doesn’t mean she isn’t real Her camera’s on her everywhere and she sends me great emails But the best is I can talk to her and still watch my TV Ms Internet’s the woman of my dreams

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A sketchbook of some songs I've written over the past 25 years that may be worth preserving.

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released February 16, 2020

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