Songs from the Doghouse: January 2015

Sunday, 11 January 2015

Damn it all to Hell (words and music by Chris Stanley)

C#m F#m G#

There's no reason, no need to be afraid

C#m F#m G#

Of the car parked half in light and half in shade
C#m F#m G#

Of the moonlight or the footsteps on the stairs
C#m F#m G#

I brought roses and you ain't going anywhere

F#m C#m
You know I want to see you but you know you can't be here
F#m G#

I'm pressed against the door to feel you near

(Chorus – chords as verse)
Let me in then let me in
I'm not the kind to tell
And if word gets out and the world finds out well damn it
Damn it all to hell

There's no music in a marriage void of love
And in the silence I know he's not enough

I'll just keep on knocking and whispering your name
Let me in I'll take away your pain

It's so wrong it can't be right
But I need you as well
My husband's coming home tonight
But damn it
Damn it all to hell

(Middle – chords as verse)

Damn it all to hell

[Both] Damn it all to hell

Let me in you've made your choice, I know it all too well
I pray to God but all I hear's your voice
[Both] Damn it all to hell

Moonshine Still (words and music by Chris Stanley)

D G D A

The Chevy belonged to the warden, the whisky belonged to my wife

D G D A D

I’s a prison guard at Missouri State, now I’m heading south on I3 - 5

Prison could be pretty ugly and it’s hard not to take your work home

From James Earl Ray to Pretty Boy Floyd

I’d wonder how they felt about the things that they done

A G D

Then I was made redundant when they closed up in the fall

Now I’m heading south of nowhere

G A

Gonna be an Oklahoma redneck hillbilly boy

(Chorus – chords as verse)

Where the days don’t have to pass quickly and the road can go where it will

And all of the worry and all of the hurt, I’ll just pour it all into a moonshine still

Now I never stole so much as a kiss and nobody stole from me

But when they took my job and took away The Walls, I started to see things differently

So I borrowed from the warden, found the whisky in the porch

Now I’m heading south of nowhere, gonna be an Oklahoma redneck hillbilly boy

(Chorus)

A D

I never was a criminal but all I know is crime

A D

Behind those bars and granite walls we all were doing time

A D

Now I’m not saying right is wrong but there’s other ways that’s all

A G

My job was my life sentence, now I’m free and easy, southward bound

D Em A

Avoid the cities, avoid the towns and embrace the country like a redneck, hillbilly boy

(Chorus)

Now I sit by the lake with a jug full of shine and a cabin I built in the woods

And part of me knows I’ll never go back

D A Bm G A D

And part of me thinks that I should, yes part of me thinks that I should