written by Rodney Crowell
4/3/06

INTRO: A

Dayton, Texas rodeo, Possum Potez stole the show
Way back in 1968, the night he rode ol’ Pearly Gates
There was a spinnin’ buckin’ ton of death, and everybody held their breath
But Possum rode him to a draw, it was the best bullride that I ever saw

CHORUS:
Possum, Possum, where are you
No one rides bulls like you used to
They haul you off in the ambulance
And you show up later at the victory dance
Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain’t had no fun since you’ve been gone
With your two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
You’re the best that there ever was
You’re the best that there ever was

INTRO

Ah two-lane blacktop, highway flyin’, that’s ol’ Possum, I ain’t lyin’
An 8-track tape deck blastin’ Jones, Ernest Tubb and the Rollin’ Stones
In the beerjoints down by the buckin’ shoots, the cowgirls swore that he was so cute
They just loved the way he cocked his hat, now Possum had it all down pat

CHORUS

SOLO

Ah the Rainbow Cafe all jokes aside, the day ol’ Possum liked to died
Some sweet thing flashed him a blue-eyed grin, it made old Possum’s style kick in
A jealous cowboy, drunk and wild, pulled a pistol and a bullet fired
Blood was shed out in the parkin’ lot but it was not Possum wound up shot

CHORUS:
Possum, Possum, where are you
No one rides bulls like you used to
They haul you off in the ambulance
And you show up later at the victory dance
Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain’t had no fun since you’ve been gone
With your two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
You’re the best that there ever was
You’re the best that there ever was
You’re the best that there ever was

INTRO

Rodney Crowell Storm Of Love written by Buck Owens
Harlan Howard

Tommy Spurlock steel guitar
Matt Rollings piano
Albert Lee guitar
Kenny Vaughn acoustic guitar
Michael Rhodes bass
Eddie Bayers drums
Raul Malo harmony

There’s a storm of love a-brewin now I’m losing you
And nothing that I do can make you stay
When you loved me true

My skies were always blue
But now a storm of love is on it’s way
Everybody thought that we were perfect you and me
We’d always be together for eternity
But the forecast wasn’t quite the way it seemed to be
And a cloudy sky is all that I can see
There’s a storm of love a-brewin now I’m losing you
And nothing that I do can make you stay
When you loved me true

My skies were always blue
But now a storm of love is on it’s way

SOLO

Life a leaf in the wind what’s my destiny
Without you I see misery
Yesterday the weather changed now you’ve grown cold to me

And a cloudy sky is all I see
There’s a storm of love a-brewin now I’m losing you
And nothing that I do can make you stay
When you loved me true

My skies were always blue
But now a storm of love is on it’s way

>From Rodney Crowell “Jewel Of The South”
MCA Records 1995
Sony Tree Publishing(BMI)

written by Rodney Crowell and Rosanne Cash
11/2/05

CAPO II

INTRO: E C#m E C#m

Walked the streets until my heart hit the ground
There’s no relief whenever you’re not around
I hit the taverns where we both used to go
But it don’t help me when the night’s movin’ slow
And I’m lookin’ for you, lookin’ for you

I searched the city for the girl I once knew
It’s such a pity there ain’t no one like you
I tried to see my way to forget your name
I turned to strangers but it’s still not the same
I’m just lookin’ for you, in the heart of this town
Lookin’ for you, you’re nowhere around
Lookin’ for you, in the still of the night
Lookin’ for you, but you’re nowhere in sight

INTRO

BRIDGE:
I can see you in the shadows
I can hear you when the wind blows
If it’s all I ever do
I’ll keep lookin’ out for you, oooh

Exchaning glances from a sidewalk cafe
So many chances but you don’t look my way
I search the windows for this face I can’t find
Can’t seem to drive your memory out of my mind
‘Cause I’m lookin’ for you, in the heart of this town
Lookin’ for you, you’re nowhere around
Lookin’ for you, in the still of the night
Lookin’ for you, but you’re nowhere in sight
Lookin’ for you, in the village below
Lookin’ for you, where did you go
Lookin’ for you, in the east and west side
Lookin’ for you, where do you hide

INTRO out

CHORDS without capo:

E F#
C#m D#m
A B
B C#

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#Date: Wed, 31 Dec 1997 04:25:39 GMT
#From: Rick L
#To: guitar@olga.net, cowpie@olga.net
#Subject: CRD: Now And Then There’s A Fool Such As I Rodney Crowell Chords/Lyrics
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#Rodney Crowell Now And Then by William Trader
# There’s A Fool Such As I
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#Ricky Skaggs fiddle
#James Burton guitar
#Hank DeVito steel guitar
#Brian Ahern acoustic guitar
#Glen D Hardin piano
#John Ware drums
#Emory Gordy bass
#Nicolette Larson vocals
#Albert Lee vocals
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Pardon me, if Im sentimental
When we say goodbye
Don’t be angry with me should I cry
I’m a fool but I love you dear
Untill the day I die
Now and then there’s a fool such as I
Now and then there’s a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I’m a fool, but I love you dear
Untill the day I die
Now and then there’s a fool such as I
SOLO
Now and then there’s a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I’m a fool, but I love you dear
Untill the day I die
Now and then there’s a fool such as I
>From Rodney Crowell “Ain’t Living Long Like This”
Warner Brothers Records 1978
MCA Music

The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel
The numbness in his hands and feet is all that he can feel
Alcohol and sterno turns a doorway to a bed
And the ghost of who he might have been lives on inside his head

In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness in tact
A man of many mansions in a cardboard box replete
He lies sleeping with an angel while his heart pretends to beat

Refrain:

All the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Midst the Sunday times and coffee grinds and wino’s in Times Square
Five flights up on Easy Street you know she’s safe and warm
Way down low neath a foot of snow he’s riding out the storm

I offered him my winter coat politely he refused
Like an educated man he spoke with words I seldom use
He said I don’t need pity for these choices are my own
He bowed his head just slightly and quietly moved along

Refrain

Solo

Its not like he’s a victim of the homeless life he stalks
Nor helpless to get back across the fine line that he walks
Riding out the storm means yesterday’s already spent
Tomorrow don’t mean nothing it won’t even make a dent

(Thanks to DeWick@Web.de for tabs)

Rodney Crowell Please Remember Me written by Rodney Crowell
Will Jennings

Steve Nathan keyboards
Steuart Smith guitar
Hank DeVito acoustic guitar
Michael Rhodes bass
Eddie Bayers drums
Kim Richey harmony
Chris Rodrigueez harmony

When all our tears have reached the sea
A part of you will live in me
Way down inside my heart
Days keep coming without fail
A new wind’s gonna find your sail
That’s where your journeys start
You’ll find better love
Strong as it ever was
Deep as a river runs
Warm as the morning sun
Please remember me
Just like the waves down by the shore
We’re gonna keep on coming back for more
Cause we don’t ever want to stop
Out in this brave new world you seek
Oh the valleys and the peaks
I can see you on the top
You’ll find better love
Strong as it ever was
Deep as a river runs
Warm as the morning sun
Please remember me
Remember me when you’re out walking
When snow falls high outside your door
Late at night when you’re not sleeping
And moonlight falls across your floor
When I can’t hurt you anymore
You’ll find better love
Strong as it ever was
Deep as a river runs
Warm as the morning sun
Please remember me
Please remember me

>From Rodney Crowell “Jewel Of The South”
MCA Records 1995
Sony Tunes Inc(ASCAP)/Blue Sky Rider Songs

Rodney Crowell She Ain’t Going Nowhere written by Guy Clark

Vince Gill background vocals
Emory Gordy bass
Albert Lee guitar/background vocals
Hank DeVito steel guitar
Larrie Londin drums
Tony Brown piano
Rodney Crowell vocals/acoustic guitar

She was standing on the gone side of leaving
She found here thumb and stuck it in the breeze
She?ll take anything going close to somewhere e
She can lay it down and live like she pleases
She aint going nowhere she?s just leaving
She aint going nowhere she can?t breathe in
She aint going home and that?s for sure
She’s not sitting down and crying on her suitcase
She has no second thoughts by the road
She’s got feelings that need some repairing
And she did not give a damn that it showed
She aint going nowhere she’s just leaving
She aint going nowhere she can’t breathe in
She aint going home and that’s for sure

SOLO

The wind had it’s way with her hair
And the blues had a way with her smile
And she had a way of her own
Like prisoners have a way with a file
She aint going nowhere she’s just leaving
She aint going nowhere she can’t breathe in
She aint going home and that’s for sure
She aint going nowhere she’s just leaving
She aint going nowhere she can’t breathe in
She aint going home and that’s for sure
She aint going home and that’s for sure

From Rodney Crowell “Rodney Crowell”
Warner Brothers Records 1981

written by Rodney Crowell
10/30/05

INTRO: A D A D

The last time I saw Jessie the moon was a-hangin’ low
And she was standin’ on the front porch with her hair tied in a bow
The sweetest sound I’ve ever heard[D-G] is Jessie when she talks
I’m gonna pack my bag and hit the drag even if I have to walk

The last time I saw Jessie the moon was a-shinin’ hot
And she was standin’ in her house shoes with her hair tied in a knot
The sweetest thing I’ve ever known[G-D] is Jessie’s southern drawl
I’m gonna grab my gear, get on out of here, even if I have to crawl

CHORUS:
I’m goin’ soul searchin, a-lookin’ for the love I knew
Soul searchin, I don’t care what I have to do
I’m gonna take my knocks and let it rock[G-D-G]
I’m gonna pay my toll and let it roll
I’m goin’ soul searchin

BREAK: Bm A Bm A

The sweetest thing I’ve ever known[D-G] is Jessie holdin’ me
I’m gonna pack my sack and get on back to where I wanna be

CHORUS:
I’m goin’ soul searchin, lookin’ for the love I lost
Soul searchin, I don’t care how much it costs
I’m gonna take my knocks and let it rock[G-D-G]
I’m gonna pay my toll and let it roll
I’m goin’ soul searchin
I’m goin’ soul searchin’

OUTRO: A D

[D-G-D]

Until youve been beside a man
You dont know what he wants
You dont know if he cries at night
You dont know if he dont
When nothin comes easy
Old nightmares are real
Until youve been beside a man
You dont know how he feels

Once inside a womans heart
A man must keep his head G D
Heaven opens up the door
Where angels fear to tread
Some men go crazy
Some men go slow
Some men go just where they want
Some men never go

Oh blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon

Everywhere it’s all around
Comfort in a crowd
Strangers faces all around
Laughin right out loud
C G Hey watch where you’re goin
Step light on old toes

Cause until youve been beside a man
You dont know who he knows

Oh blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon
Blame it on midnight
Ooh shame on the moon

Enjoy, Jon

written by Rodney Crowell
Corrections welcome.

Capo I

INTRO:A A7 (8x)

My self importance is a God-forsaken bore
I aim for heaven but I wake up on the floor
I’d take up with rattlesnakes to get my point across
I’d argue with a parking brake to show ‘em who’s the boss
It’s my intention to inspire
Instead I’m preachin to the choir

I had some money but I blew it living high
My wine and women were the best that you could buy
I tried to prove myself a man of certain taste
But all I’ve got tho show you now is written on my face
I’m not someone you’d admire
But I’m still preachin to the choir

SOLO: D A (4x) E E7 D A

I’m born a lion but I don’t believe it fits
I’m no king of the jungle out here livin by my wits
This morning’s paper called for romance on a whim
I reckon I’d believe ‘em if they told me sink or swim
I’m under water not on fire
But I’m still preachin to the choir

Baytown Texas there’s a fisherman I knew
He said the bible and he spit tobacco too
He said that crap about the rod you spare to spoil the child
Is only propoganda meant to keep you in denial
Go on and follow your desire
But he was preachin’ to the choir

Time is of the essence when you’re hanging by a thread
And the answer to your questions won’t unravel in your head
When you’re staring at forever from the edge of life’s abyss
No one’s gonna tell you how it all came down to this
If you say different you’re a liar
I’m just preachin’ to the choir

When I’m standing at the St. Peter’s gate trying to slip in
I might as well plead guilty to the worst of who I’ve been
I used to like to think I had a special way with words
But right now I’m convinced I’ve more in common with the birds
I’m not ready to retire
I’ll keep on preachin to the choir

So when the situation’s dire
I keep on preachin to the choir

CHORDS:

A x0222x
A7 x02020
E 022100
E7 020100
D xx0232