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Tangle of Souls

by Scott Cook

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1.
I’m tired of all this calculatin’, waitin’ round so long Takes a lonesome rambler to sing a lonesome ramblin’ song Honey, put your good foot in the road Figure out the details, check your numbers twice If you wanna make a break for it, well, don’t take that advice Honey, put your good foot in the road Boss man’ll tell you a card laid is a card played When it’s him that’s dealing, well, exceptions do get made Honey, put your good foot in the road I sure like Mama’s biscuits and her homemade apple jam But I love the feel of waking up not knowing where I am Honey, put your good foot in the road The road goes on forever, the road it never stops Just easy on your liver, boys, and careful ‘round the cops Honey, put your good foot in the road There’s plenty generous people on the right and on the left You’ll see we’re bound together like the warp is to the weft Honey, put your good foot in the road Hit a patch of good luck, people treat you nice Got one foot in the open road and one in paradise Honey, put your good foot in the road Hit a patch of hard luck, people treat you mean Wouldn’t be oases without spaces in between Honey, put your good foot in the road It’s a risky deal you’re makin’, forsakin’ house & home To wander sacred territory out there on your own Honey, put your good foot in the road But you’re learnin’ when you’re burnin’ bridges, learnin’ when you fall If you won’t dance ungracefully then you won’t dance at all Honey, put your good foot in the road
2.
This is a low-budget love song, there’s no car chase scene No moon falling from the sky or mountains crumbling to the sea I just wanna be around you, I’ll try to say it plain And if you don’t believe me, I’ll spell it out again I know it’s intricate step-work, we don’t wanna rush This measured cadence and the distance between us But I got a steady feeling, like I never knew I’m thanking life for second chances, and glory for you You know so many songs, if singing makes ‘em true Play me one where the lovers make it through When the miles stretch out between us like a hazy memory When it’s storming on the highway, and it’s getting hard to see Leave a light on in your heart for me And if I’m running my mouth, won’t you put me in my place Sit my fool self down and look me in the face You know I’m not the quickest learner but I’m figuring it out Waiting for those pretty words to tumble from your mouth You say you got so many stories, plenty that I know Tell me the one where you don’t have to go When the miles stretch out between us like a hazy memory When it’s storming on the highway, and it’s getting hard to see Leave a light on in your heart for me After all that time wondering what could be and could’ve been Since I landed in your company the world feels new again I’m just grateful for the sunlight at just that time of year And whatever unseen forces conspired to bring us here So go after your dreams, every place you dare Just dream us one where I can meet you there When the miles stretch out between us like a hazy memory When it’s storming on the highway, and it’s getting hard to see Leave a light on in your heart for me
3.
You may not believe me, but right here where we stand There once was a creek-bed, carving through the land Then a couple rows of houses, and nothing after that But wheat fields and train tracks where we made our pennies flat And on long summer evenings with dinner in the air We’d fly our bikes down main street, wind running in our hair And we’d pick up cans and bottles ‘til Davey said to stop And take ‘em to the drug store for a couple ice-cold pops Just enough empties for a full one Look how it catches the light It’s anybody’s ticket ‘til they pull one I can see forever tonight See that old factory, with the windows boarded up? Me and Davey used to work there before the times got tough Paydays he’d play the lottery, put his numbers down But it was an army recruiter had his ticket out of town I just kept on working, but I never got ahead One day a man in uniform informed me Dave was dead And I drained every bottle, and I broke every glass And when they took the house I slept under the overpass And it’s a quarter for the big ones, the little ones a dime The normals don’t hassle me, they haven’t got the time And you’d need a couple bags full, to drink another day Oh, but there were always people just tossing ‘em away Just enough empties for a full one Look how it catches the light It’s anybody’s ticket ‘til they pull one I can see forever tonight This town full of strangers, I remember it back when How they look at me, they’d never guess that I was one of them It’s getting rougher by the river, people I never seen Dropped off by oxycontin, and methamphetamine But I’m trying to stay sober, trying my best to care Sometimes at night I catch a whiff of dinner on the air And I’ve seen the light drain out of every dream I ever had But Rosa says she’s pregnant, and I might be the dad Just enough empties for a full one Look how it catches the light It’s anybody’s ticket ‘til they pull one I can see forever tonight I can see forever tonight
4.
I love this country, I love the people and the land But there’s a lot of stuff happening that I can’t understand We got billions for bailouts, we got trillions for wars But it’s hard for working people to make a living anymore Hear me out for a second, this ain’t a partisan song It ain’t about right and left, it’s about right and wrong We’re fighting over the scraps while a few are living like kings ‘Cause screwing us over’s a bipartisan thing And it’s working people who made this country great Not the greedy opportunists or the peddlers of hate And if a new day’s coming, it’s gotta come from you and me Oh say, can you see? See, I got a neighbour, we don’t always agree He’s a bit of a redneck, according to a hippy like me But if you’re in the ditch, he’ll pull you out, I know he will And that’s more than I can say for all those dickheads on the hill He works hard for his family, he’s got loyalty and pride The company took all he gave and then cast him aside See, there’s profit in poverty, hell, there’s profit in prisons And they don’t even pay taxes, they just buy politicians But it’s working people who made this country great Not the greedy opportunists or the peddlers of hate And if a new day’s coming, it’s gotta come from you and me Oh say, can you see? Oh say, can you see? In New York Harbour there’s a lady with a flame Still calling in the huddled masses in Liberty’s name But there’s fear on the airwaves and hatred wrapped in the flag Turning strangers into enemies and our riches into rags And a revolution to break the grip of greed Don’t need a strongman or a saviour, but I believe we’re gonna need Whatever magic this old world’s got left to start And all the ammunition in the chambers of our hearts It’s working people who made this country great Not the greedy opportunists or the peddlers of hate And if a new day’s coming, it’s gotta come from you and me Oh say, can you see? Oh say, can you see?
5.
Tulsa 03:48
The sunset in your rearview feels like You could run forever You’d love someone to hold you But they can’t hold you together That endless stash of careless years You burned through it somehow The marrow you sucked out of life You sure could use it now, sure could use it now And your heroes all died young They were racing, chasing the sun, singing A short time running and a long time gone You said you were an outlaw And you raged ‘til they believed you It took you for a hell of a ride But where’s it gonna leave you? How’d you make it home last night? Where’d you get those bruises? Could it be that all your reasons Are nothing but excuses? And all the lovers you string along Oh, you catch and release them with your song that goes A short time running and a long time gone The whispers of your conscience That get drowned out when you’re bingeing Come back around to haunt you Whenever you turn off the engine But you’ll tear through another town Like everywhere you’ve been If you can’t turn yourself around Just turn yourself in On the tangled road ‘tween here and home What’ll you leave as you go along on your Short time running and your long time gone
6.
What to Keep 03:50
Going through old boxes, getting rid of things Feels kinda like a part of you dying Found an old journal where I’d written my dreams And suddenly I don’t know why I’m crying And I’m wondering if I’m anything Like that bright-eyed boy had in mind And what to keep, and what to leave behind Everything just blows by in the open air Forever young and living for the chase But life sat me down for a long, hard stare At what had me running in the first place And the parts of me I refused to see For fear of just what I might find Of what to keep, and what to leave behind I dreamed I built a raft to cross a river And it took me over to the other shore But then I got scared to leave it there In case I had a need for it once more So I dragged it on across the burning desert Where the wind-blown sand made me blind And as I fell to my knees, I still couldn’t see What to keep, and what to leave behind Everywhere they’re taking down old statues Calling out the shadows of our past The men we called heroes, the vice we call virtue The ways that served us once but just can’t last And it can break a heart to tear apart What’s been so long and closely intertwined As what to keep and what to leave behind Going through old boxes, getting rid of things
7.
Passin’ through, passin’ through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through I saw Adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand Said, “Now you’re out, what are you gonna do?” “Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little Cain I’m an orphan now and I’m only passin’ through” Passin’ through, passin’ through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through I asked Christ on his cross on a hill called Calvary “Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?” He said, “Speak of love, not of hate, so much to do and it’s getting late I’ve so little time and I’m only passing through” Passin’ through, passin’ through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through I was at Roosevelt’s side on the night before he died He said, “One world must come out of World War II” (bless his heart!) “All creeds and colours, every one’s a father’s daughter, a mother’s son We’re all on one road and we’re only passin’ through” Passin’ through, passin’ through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through They broke the hands of Victor Jara and then told him to play guitar In Chile Stadium after the coup And though they beat him and they mocked him, he kept singing ‘til they shot him “Hasta victoria, I’m only passing through” Passin’ through, passin’ through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through Tell the people that you saw me passin’ through
8.
Darlin’, I heard about your breakup You’d think he and me were in cahoots ‘Cause I know just the dance floor, you don’t need no makeup Girl, just put your hair up and shine up your boots High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around See what kind of trouble we can get into This radio’s got every kind of lonesome This road map’s got everywhere but gone If I call off all this rollin’ on my own, some Day do you think we could call it on? High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around See what kind of trouble we can get into Knowing all the rough roads I travel Knowing all the dangers in a day Knowing all the turns where the plot could unravel Come hell or high water, I’m comin’ either way High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around See what kind of trouble we can get into
9.
I been looking all over For the heart of this land It’s all the same from the highway Paranoid and bland But I found a string of outposts Dug in deep behind the lines It’s getting harder to hold hope But that’s where I’m keeping mine And it’s scary breaking cover It’s hard breaking ground And it’s the nail that sticks up That gets knocked down Oh, and every bit of brilliance In all that you do They’ll find a way to twist it And try to sell it back to you Considering your options, you could play it smart Or you can let love have its way with your heart You might think that it’s hopeless, before you even start Let love have its way with your heart See, I’m just like the system Stubborn and scared of change In the throes of addiction Turning hungry-eyed and strange And the more I see it in myself The more I kick and shout Like we hate the infidel ‘Cause he shows us our own doubt You can point fingers, deny any part Or you can let love have its way with your heart You might think that it’s hopeless, before you even start Let love have its way with your heart Love’s talking through the mothers And singing through the Earth When we’ve dug the last dollar We’ll see what it’s worth And this is coming down hard, friends Not if, but when And just as cruel as we are now We could be crueler then And you can shore up the walls that keep the world apart Or you can let love have its way with your heart You might think that it’s hopeless, before you even start Let love have its way with your heart Oh, let love have its way with your heart
10.
Why am I leaving my home again? Why am I leaving my best good friends? Why am I leaving my home again? Somebody please make me wanna stay Here comes that old feeling again Old travelin’ bone trumps everything Just like Ol’ 55, I got tears in my eyes I wanna see those highway pearls tonight Why am I leaving my home again? Why am I leaving my best good friends? Why am I leaving my home again? Somebody please make me wanna stay I guess I got friends in lower places And I can’t stand not to see their faces My stay-put roots ain’t real strong, I got good boots and better songs Come help me now, fellow vagabonds Why am I leaving my home again? Why am I leaving my best good friends? Why am I leaving my home again? Somebody please make me wanna stay Somebody (somebody!), somebody (somebody!) Somebody please, make me wanna stay Somebody (somebody!), somebody (somebody!) Somebody please, make me wanna stay Nobody (nobody!), nobody (nobody!) Nobody’s gonna make me wanna stay Nobody (nobody!), nobody (nobody!) Nobody’s gonna make me wanna stay Why am I leaving my home again? Why am I leaving my best good friends? Why am I leaving my home again? Somebody please make me wanna stay
11.
As a kid all I could think about Was getting out and running around Heard my teachers and my bosses making offers to tie me down But the poets and the misfits, the lost and profound Were talking like the world’s a big ol’ tangle of souls So I set out for the shimmering distance Not dressed for the wind and rain Unaware that any blessing worth having comes with a burden of pain And all the love and all the hurt, the sacred and profane Are bundled together in the bittersweet tangle of souls The way wound through towns and tenements Through deserts and dirty streets I struggled to hear a kindred heart in the chorus of concrete But by happenstance I chanced upon the ones I needed to meet Such a rare thread in this vast tangle of souls Between the field of stars above And the fields of dead below Taking a wayward shot at love Giving it all back when we go I saw plenty people living with nothing And felt grateful for my shoes For all the road took from me and all I’ve still got left to lose Some nights I swear I hear this whole old world croaking the blues Howling the hurt of this tragic tangle of souls It’s a fleeting incarnation It’s a gift that you can’t keep Stardust with a will to live is all there is to me Every atom’s borrowed and every heart’s a refugee Looking for home in this strange tangle of souls Between the field of stars above And the fields of dead below Taking a wayward shot at love Giving it all back when we go Some say this world’s an accident Just a clockwork running down Some talk like it’s a tournament where the cruelest gets the crown Seems to me it’s a pilgrimage and every step is hallowed ground A walk through fire in a holy tangle of souls My brain boggles at the distance That brought this song to you All the bottlenecks and borders I put my body through Hualien City to Haida Gwaii, Katoomba to Kalamazoo Wide-eyed wandering through the fathomless tangle of souls Between the field of stars above And the fields of dead below Taking a wayward shot at love Giving it all back when we go
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My seventh album, recorded in Australia and Canada with an intercontinental band called the She'll Be Rights. The physical album is available on vinyl and CD through www.scottcook.net, and comes with a 240-page, cloth-bound, hardcover book.

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released August 7, 2020

Recorded at Dog and Bear Studios in Trentham, Victoria, Australia, by Liz Frencham. Additional recording by Scott Cook in Lac Ste. Anne and Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Mixed and mastered by Brad Smith at Velveteen Audio in Edmonton.

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Canada's prairie balladeer Scott Cook has managed to distil the stories collected over years of near-incessant touring across Canada, the USA, Europe, Asia, and Australia into straight-talking, keenly observant verse. All the hard miles notwithstanding, he still believes that songs can change your life, and your life can change the world. ... more

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