Ghost On The Highway

by Lance Taylor with The Coal Men

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Recorded April 3-7, 2017 at Dave Coleman's Howard's Apartment Studio in Nashville, Tennessee. Lance Taylor with the Coal Men. The Coal Men are Dave Coleman on guitar, David Ray on drums and Paul Slivka on bass guitar. Album mixed and produced by Dave Coleman and Lance Taylor. Engineered by Dave Coleman. Mastered by Alex McCollough at True East Mastering in Nashville, Tennessee.

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released April 22, 2017

Lance Taylor on guitars, vocals, harmonica and percussion
Dave Coleman on guitars, percussion and organ
David Ray on drums
Paul Slivka on bass guitar
Zach Vinson on organ and accordion

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Track Name: Backroads Goodbye
When the sun has passed over and captured the day
The dark clouds and shadows have all passed away
And I by the wayside a hasty night camp
Having slowed my speed off the last exit ramp

And it's goodbye to those main street blues
It's been all that it can be
I'm leaving with nothing to lose
So for now it's the backroads for me

Now just the scrub brush and the scruffy side roads
They might threaten many but wherever I go
There for the evening the stars now my friends
It's where I say my prayers and I get settled in

And it's goodbye to that crooked game
Time to find all that I've been denied
If I stayed there than nothing would change
So for now it's the backroads I ride

It's adios mis amigos I'm out and I'm free
Me and my thoughts and my who knows what be
Tomorrow's tomorrow and there may be new friends
There might be a guitar and the good time begins

And it's goodbye to those old town streets
I've locked up and turned out the light
I've worn out that old concrete
And I'm driving the backroads tonight
I'm driving the backroads tonight
And I'm singing a backroads goodbye
Track Name: Going Up The Road
Goin' up the road I'm gonna get away for the weekend
Goin' to a place I ain't never ever been before
I gotta get out of this little ol' town
The endless nights are bringin' me down
Goin' up the road I'm gonna get away for the weekend

Goin' up the road it eases my troubled mind
Gonna find me a place where there ain't nothin' but time
Sit up high and gave out on the water
I'm afraid to jump but maybe I oughta
Goin' up the road it eases my troubled mind

Memories they're sometimes hard to set free
Lord knows my memory has plagued me
When memories they haunt you son
Ya gotta move on and make new ones
Memories they're sometimes hard to set free

Sittin' on a cliff-top overlooking lake Champlaign
Watchin' the birds fly over the watery plain
There ain't nothin' like a bird in flight
I watch 'em til they're outta sight
Sittin' on a cliff-top overlooking lake Champlaign

Pretty little miss just 'a sittin' listenin' while I sing
Lord have mercy she's the sweetest thing
If she don't cry, if she don't cling
Who's to say what the future might bring
Pretty little miss just 'a sittin' listenin' while I sing

So I'm goin' up the road I'm gonna get away for the weekend
Goin' to a place I ain't never ever been before
I gotta get out of this little ol' town
The endless nights are bringin' me down
Goin' up the road I'm gonna get away for the weekend
Track Name: Ghost On The Highway
Ghost on the highway shares my name
I knew him well when the wine flowed
Ghost on the highway shares my blame
I lost her somewhere out along this road

I did it my way so I paid
Every man that lives, lives with regrets
But they don't confine me, nor define me
A man moves on he remembers and forgets

Ghost on the highway
Why must you haunt me?
I've lived and I've learned
And I've paid my dues

Ghost on the highway I've been in between
Staying or leaving stuck in no man's land
Ghost on the highway owned by my memory
I must go now the time is at hand

Ghost on the highway
You no longer own me
I've learned all I need to learn
From you

I've packed up and gone now It's all behind me
Been so long since I felt this alive
I've been for years now in just one place
Now all that I want to do is drive

Ghost on the highway
Change is coming today
Bring it on
I'm ready for you
Track Name: The First Punk Rocker
This machine kills fascists that's what I said
I'll stand on your grave 'til I'm sure you're dead
In the squares of the city and the shadow of the steeple
Woody Guthrie saw his people
Telling it straight to ol' Mr. Knickerbocker
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker

Born in Okemah, Oklahoma
Woody Guthrie was consumed by fire
His momma took ill and fanned the flames
A man set out to do his own thing
The ornery profane poet straight-talker
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker

From the dust-bowl emerged the protest singer
Woody worked for the working class people
Irving Berlin man he had it all wrong
'This land is your land' was a protest song
No prime time pipe smoking radio hawker
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker

Cisco and Sonny, Leadbelly and Seeger
Anti-fascist almanac singer
Merchant marine man, migrant worker
Bound for Glory radical thinker
He didn't sing for the almighty dollar
Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker

Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Springsteen and Hunter
Ochs and Chapin, Mellencamp and Strummer
Billy Bragg, Jeff Tweedy, Jerry Garcia
Steve Earle, Jay Farrar and Bob Weir
Ramblin' Jack, Tom Paxton, Sonny Walker
But Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker
Track Name: Rolling To The Sea
Road's been calling my name, goodbye I'm leaving today
I'm going out there, I don't know where
but here you know I just can't stay

For so long it's been on my mind, I got to leave those memories behind
Sometimes you need just a little push
and I've been given one hell of a shove

And I'm going, I'm going, I'm going 'cause I got to be free
Rolling, rolling, rolling to the sea

I've taken most of all I own, I throw it out or give it away
It has no meaning it has no place
It's just stuff taking up space

So I got my windows rolled down
lord them highway miles are flying by
Tennessee, Alabama, Arkansas, Texas, Arizona on and on

And I'm going, I'm going, I'm going 'cause I got to be free
I'm rolling, rolling, rolling to the sea

Got no woman here with me, got no woman waiting on the line
Looking back you know it's so hard to see
But I've forgotten more than I ever knew

No problem just being alone, see I go just where I wanna go
But sometimes I think about a woman I love
But lord I don't know how it's done

And I'm going, I'm going, I'm going 'cause I got to be free
I'm rolling, rolling, rolling to the sea
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going 'cause I got to be me
Rolling, rolling, rolling to the sea
Track Name: One Way Ticket
I got a one way ticket to San Antone
I'm traveling light, I'm traveling alone
Who's to say what lies or awaits on the other side?
I"ve been down this road before
Heading out to a foreign shore
I ain't afraid I know that everything will work out fine

One way ticket, I ain't coming back
One way ticket rolling down the track
One way ticket, just a matter of time
I got a one way ticket rolling down a one way line

I remember the roads when I first set out
Long before the time had ever come about
When I'd look at the world through far away eyes
There's an endless toll of traveling trains and planes
And sleeping under strange, strange skies
Now I see through the lies of the anonymous faceless names

One way ticket, should I settle down?
One way ticket could be the last round
One way ticket, through the wind-milled plain
I got a one way ticket through the sky, the snow, the sleet and rain

One way ticket on a lonesome bus
One way ticket, farewell to those I trust
One way ticket, to the other side
I got a one way ticket heading south on a one way ride
Track Name: Celebrity Obsession
Oh that celebrity obsession, American infatuation
Our one and only prepossession, another overnight sensation

Oh that no talent soft-porn actress, by her own approximation
Now famous for being famous, is on her seventh intervention
The fame addicted ex-jock killer, is now a Vegas hotel robber
For his beloved memorabilia, he'll find his way back to the slammer
The Wheaties box former Olympian, for ten minutes more of fame
Dressed in drag for the occasion, will televise his sex change

Oh that celebrity obsession, stars so badly need attention
One more prime time confession, another overnight sensation

Oh that celebrity religion, selling faith for tax exemption
They claim a huge implant station, made history that never happened
Down at the red carpet convention, these foolish followers of trends
Showing off the latest fashion, a dress you would not be caught dead in
Fall on each other make a fuss, the ratings rise a head swells
Dear God please entertain us, don't make us look at ourselves

The super-model lost the weight, after she had a kid or two
How can we possibly relate, or ever do the things they do?
Our favorite actor's back in rehab, oh my lord what will we do?!
He'll improve then his next relapse, will probably be on pay per view
An athlete brothel overdose, cocaine hookers and booze
Sometimes you gotta be comatose, to keep your name in the news

Oh that celebrity obsession, is now our favorite distraction
Keep tabs on our latest addiction, our act now follows their direction
Track Name: Southbound
Driving through stormy weather, I gotta get down
I'm sorry for ties that I'll sever, but I gotta get down
Yes I'm southbound, southbound
Yes I'm southbound and hey I gotta get down

I tried to make it through winter, but my soul was in splinters
Living life with a ragged heart, too many dead ends and no fresh starts
So I'm southbound, yes I'm southbound
Southbound and hey I gotta get down

Going to the end of the road to the the tip of the American soil
Where the land meets the water and the water greets the sun
Now don't we all deserve to have ourselves a little fun?

All along the highway destined for a far away town
I just can't wait any longer
I passed the point where I was growing stronger
And if I stay here, slowly I'll drown
So I'm southbound, southbound
Yes I'm southbound, and hey I gotta get down
Track Name: All Along The Border
All along the border there wont be no very high wall
Before they even build it we're going to make it fall
I know it now, can see it somehow, there won't be no damn wall at all
All along the border, there won't be no very high wall

We like tacos and we like rice and beans
Margaritas, senoritas and southwest desert scenes
You can't keep 'em out no not like that
We like that spice and know where it's at
We like tacos and we like rice and beans

Oh but the press keeps talking 'bout that stupid freakin' orange man
He says the "Mexicans are rapists!", he's gonna stop 'em he's got a plan
He says he's gonna build a big ol' wall
gonna make them rapists pay for it all
but we don't need to listen to that stupid freakin' orange man



Oh but this wall got us all starting to worry now
Wake up and smell the chorizo it ain't gonna happen no how
We said no how, we meant no way, not now, not any day
Oh but this wall got us all starting to worry now

We have ways that have stoop up to the test of time
Legals and illegals have all crossed that line
She said "bring us your tired, bring us your poor,
the wretched refuse of your teeming shore"
All along the border, there won't be no very high wall
Track Name: Gotta Go!
Held a torch for you and I walked the line
Babe you never called you never had time
Missed you so more than you'll ever know
But there was nothing I could do I had to get on with the show

I told you I would change but you did not believe
I've risen above your lack of faith in me
Someday girl the day will come soon
All those boys you turn away will all stop calling on you

And I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go
Yeah I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go

Time has got me on the ropes
Now he's landing every single blow
But I know what I am and what I have to do
I wasn't put on this earth only to sing the blues

People might ask me why I would leave
I had so much here going for me
I love this town, yes it's true
But I already did everything I set out to do

So I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go
Yeah I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go

Another false start you ain't going nowhere
The sign on your heart said closed for repair
It was just one kiss but I hope she knows
I felt it all the way down to my toes

Aw it doesn't matter that it all went wrong
My heart was in it but now it's gone
I gotta slow down and take my time
Soon I'll forget all about them good old days

So I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go
Yeah I don't know how I know or why I know what I know
Just gotta go gotta go gotta go
Track Name: For Magic
We go looking for magic, we go not looking for fame
We move to avoid the static, grow weary of the same ol' same
We settle and we get complacent, too smooth we lose our edge
To feel alive in our moment, we gotta get out on that ledge

And we will always be learning
We'll always be saying goodbye
If we should ever stop searching
The best part of us will die

We're moved by the ghost of a lover, we have and then we have not
We mourn and then we recover, some catch but cannot be caught
At sundown we're going restless, we are not meant to be chained
Our drifting is not without purpose, our yearning cannot be contained

And our wheels will always be turning
No fences but for the sky
Forever and always unlearning
No limits for you and I
No limits for you and I
Track Name: Time Will Tell
Creation for creation's sake
Like a child we create
As we grow the light may dim
Fears will come don't let them win

Only time will tell our tales
Only time will tell our tales

The heart it wants to be explored
All we love to be adored
Money wants to take it's place
We must let go all the way

Only time will tell our tales
Only time will tell our tales

We know not how, we know not why
Our words may reach someone tonight
Trees fall unheard without a sound
But shake the world many years from now

Only time will tell our tales
Only time will tell our tales

Time has shown the great Van Gogh
Could not be judged by paintings sold
Here today, tomorrow gone
The play will end, the work lives on

Only time will tell our tales
Only time will tell our tales