Sunday, September 16, 2018

Noirsville Tune of the Week

Jerry Jeff Walker - (born Ronald Clyde Crosby; March 16, 1942, Oneonta, New York) There's a photo on the back of a long-out-of-print Jerry Jeff Walker album that kind of sums it all up. In the picture, Jerry Jeff is outside an old roadhouse on a lonesome highway. It's night, and his collar is turned up against the chill breeze as he hunches over to light a cigarette. His guitar is slung around his back. It's hard to tell if he's entering or leaving the roadhouse, but either way you figure he's got many miles to go before he sleeps....

Somehow, one gets the idea that that is how Jerry Jeff has always pictured himself. Even when he was playing screaming cowboy rock 'n' roll to thousands of people in the 70s and 80s, the solitary troubadour was always on the inside, looking out.



Someday I'll Get Out Of These Bars 

As I walked into a run down bar
The sign said a one man band
He was sittin' on top of a bar stool
A guitar held in his hand
And the lines he was singing 'bout a memory ringin'
I heard this old broken down star
Singing women and whiskey you know they will get you
Some day I'll get out of these bars

Chorus:
Some day I'll get out Some day I'll get out
Won't fight no more honky tonk wars
I'll find a song, and it won't take too long
Until I get out of these bars

Well I sat there drinking and dreaming and thinking
Of a time not too long ago
With those bars all around me, and those grey walls that bound me
And the years that went by too slow
And the songs that I sang to the blue sky above me
As I walked in that big prison yard
Singing women and whiskey you know they will get you
Some day I'll get out of these bars

Chorus
Some day I'll get out Some day I'll get out
Won't fight no more honky tonk wars
I'll find a song, and it won't take too long
Until I get out of these bars

Well I paid for my drink and walked over to where
He was singing his lonesome song
I said we're a lot a like guitar man you and I
But your sentence is way too long
"Some day I'll get out" he began to shout
As I walked toward that open bar door
I'll find a song, and it won't take too long
Until I get out of these bars

Chorus
Some day I'll get out Some day I'll get out
Won't fight no more honky tonk wars
I'll find a song, and it won't take too long
Until I get out of these bars

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