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Loose Upon The Street

by David Hakan

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1.
The Getaway 03:02
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The Getaway Nashville drop D (in E) D/C D/B D D/C D/B D I remember some broken glass. I remember a scream. Holding curves by an angel's breath (2x) on a back road seldom seen. Lightning on the horizon, faster and faster still. A slow kiss like cutting a cake, (2x) taking air coming over a hill. REFRAIN G D Can you call me a prisoner? Can you call me a friend? Can you call me a taxi, Darling, D/C D/B D (2x) 'cause I'm not doing this again. I remember a noisy club, singles on the prowl. Disaster with a pretty face, (2x) grabbed my arm, smiled and growled. My drink tasted funny. The room began to sway. A bloody drumstick in my hand. (2x) Oh, we made our getaway. refrain I remember an empty house, all the furniture gone. I remember a graveyard cold, and (2x) crying until dawn. Telephones and lawyers. Shouting at the sun. Darkness sliced my past away. (2x) Oh, my nightmare had begun. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 12/13/2000 Copyright 2000 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Loose Upon The Street 05:26
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Loose Upon the Street (capo up 5 in C) G C G C In the end the noisy flocks of bitter disappointments G Em D came to rest on the orchard of my bones. In the end my voice departed like the ghost of some old hobo and I left the rhymes out drying on the stones. In the end I followed midnight, slipping in the back door only to find a twisted Twilight Zone. In the end I was a tambourine, death rattle on the shifting sand just at day break all alone. G C In the end I threw my coat into the briar. G D In the end I took off running like a thief. G C In the end I bought a front page headline screaming, G Em D “There’s a madman loose upon the street.” In the end you didn’t wait for Armageddon to decide who was friend and who was foe. In the end you took the last train out of Eden but packed some golden apples for their glow. In the end the dogs of winter circled round your fingers till everything you touched would turn to snow. In the and you told your story to the Last One Standing but he sold it to a daytime TV show. In the end you threw your ring into the fire. In the end you called on Jupiter and Mars. In the end you put your faith in all things FBI and disappeared into a shiny car. In the end we tried our hardest to dismantle every argument that age put to our tired blistered hands. In the end we gave up looking for a higher calling and settled for a foolproof business plan. In the end the wind was blowing like a roller coaster rumble right into our faces as we ran. In the end the sky just opened and crystal shards were falling like wind chimes we were broken on the land. In the end we threw our dice into the choir. In the end we could not cast another spell. In the end we started calling to our angels, “Come and pick us up, we’ve nothing more to tell.” Words and Music by David B. Hakan 11-14-2001 Copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved.
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Bungalow 02:32
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Bungalow (capo up 5 in C) G I'm 5921 Charlotte Street. C I'm heaven sent for your tired feet. G Compost bin and dandelions, D a porch swing that you can glide on. I like to go bump in the night. Don't mean to cause your Hitchcock fright. Solid oak above and stone below, I'm a midtown bungalow. REFRAIN C D So if you're tired of hollow doors, G Em tiny trees and ceilings too low, C D ticky-tacky copies all in a row, C D G I'm a midtown bungalow. 9 foot ceilings and beveled glass. When jazz was new, I was built to last. I don't smell like carpet glue. I've been around the block a time or two. My plumbing is a patchwork quilt. It tells the story of how I was built. A lot of love's been added on. That's how I carry on. refrain And when you're asleep at night, all my rooftops in a hazy light, I'm the City and I never sleep, like an ocean, alive and deep. It takes courage to stand your ground. Some houses just crumble down. I'm not planning to go anywhere. I just need some people who really care. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 10/19/2000 Copyright 2000 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Engine 7 Ladder One 05:01
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Engine 7 Ladder One Am G D Am New York fire fighters with a ladder truck, four blocks from the World Trade Center. Am G E Am All summer they broke in a rookie, Tony, but not one fire yet, and now it’s September. They were out on a routine odor-of-gas call when the sky was filled with a hum. And they looked up to see the impossible as a plane stabbed into Tower One. Without waiting for orders the siren wailed and they sped to that entrance they knew well. But the glass was all gone from the lobby as they enterred the gates of Hell. Refrain G C/G Am G C/G Am May Day, May Day, everybody run. May Day, May Day, something’s blocked the sun. G C/G Am E Am May Day, May Day, time is running out for Engine 7 Ladder One. Well, Engine 7 Ladder One had come to fight a fire, 30 pounds of gear on their backs. The only problem was the 80 flights of steps, but none of them ever looked back. Tony came in on an oddball shift and found the firehouse empty and unmanned. So he answered the phone and watched on TV as history’s flames were fanned. The retired station chief drove up in a truck and off to Ground Zero they ran. Tony would find his first real fire to help any way that he can. refrain New Yorkers on the streets and a nation at their sets cvould see that Evil walked out land. Both Towers burning and 4 planes down, but in the stairwells they prayed that it would stand. But Tower Two was the first to give way. A sight that no one could ever forget. Hundreds were trapped as they hurried up. The Island shook and wept. The catains at Tower One called the men back, but they couldn’t go out the front. What kind of Hell was it like up there, when the better choice was to jump? refrain Through death and destruction and against all odds, all 50 Ladder One trickled in. Everyone else made it back safe and sound, but all day and still Tony wasn’t in. What will it take to fight this foe, whose suicide bomb is his gun? How will we know when we can breathe again? How will we know we’ve won? At suppertime Tony findly came, covered with dust and dismay. They all embraced him and asked where he’d been. “I’ve been working,” was all he would say. refrain Words and music by David B. Hakan 9-16-2002 © 2002 All Rights Reserved
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United Nations of America 03:12
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United Nations of America G/G2 G/G2 C/C2 C/C2 Grampa, tell me the story. I really want to know. G/G2 G/G2 D/D2 D/D2 What was it like before the United Nations of America, long ago? G/G2 G/G2 C/C2 C/C2 did countries really fight countries? What was diplomacy, G D G - C - G privacy fences, secret ballots and one-way TV? How George, our founding father, boldly started it all by chasing off Saddam Hussein, then ending terror for us all. How the U.N. and World Court were abolished and the World Peace Army made. Tell me what was it like in the USA? refrain D C G What was it like in the USA? D C G What was it like in the USA? D C G C I can’t even imagine living free that way. (3rd time: I’d like to imagine...) G D G What was it like in the USA? Could you really start in Minnesota and drive to the Florida Keys, without a single security checkpoint, taking any road you pleased? Tell me of the French Underground after our tanks rolled into Paris and the Internet became one state-run ISP. refrain Tell me why you’re angry now, that we don’t have any crime. The Homeland Police just do their job when they watch us all the time. There’s no more Mafia, no dirty books. They hold the world in the grip of peace. Grampa tell me what it meant to “speak your piece.” refrain Words and music by David B. Hakan 4-5-2003 © 2003 All Rights Reserved
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Small Rural Hometown 03:13
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Small Rural Hometown For Sale D F#m G D I was reading the classifieds when something caught my eye. D F#m G A I wasn't looking for farmland or a business I could buy, D F#m G D but there in the corner was an ad that made me turn pale. D A D Small Rural Hometown For Sale. 3,000 acres of beautiful land next to Deer Run Lake, community of 2,000 taking it slow, arriving too late. Clean air every day of the year. At night, a star spangled view. Carniege Library, VFW. REFRAIN G A D Small Rural Hometown For Sale Bm A bowling alley, fishing hole and quail. G A D America lived here for so long. Bm A - Asus4 - A Now it's all a dream. It's going, going gone. We'll take Deutchmarcs or Rubles, or even take yen. It's a buyer's market, cause you can't go back again. For Sale By Owner. Name Your Price. But, it still breaks our heart. Cause this is where America got it's start. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 10-18-2001 © 2001 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Home Cooking 04:31
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Home Cooking G2,maj7 Dr3 Turn the burner down to medium, Princess. A good pan just keeps on getting hot. Your mom cooked everything turned up high. A Asus4 It's fast food, but gourmet it's not. The secret is using real lean ground beef to take the greasy taste out of the chili. See, there's no grease left here to drain off. Now the rest of the recipe is easy. No, I didn't hate your mom's cooking. I have nothing but good memories. We once made Chinese egg rolls all from scratch. We spent three hours at it, shooting the breeze. You see this little can of tomato paste. Good chili should hold up a spoon. Sauté those onions and I'll chop carrots. We'll be all finished up here pretty soon. No, I'd do it all over in a heartbeat, Honey, even knowing how sad it would end. Besides, there's you and your sister. I know that I'm a lucky man. Why do I use three kinds of beans? Beats the hell out of me. Home cooking is more than how it looks and tastes. It's the care and love you can't see. But it warms the insides of your insides like a hug from a little girl. Let's put in the whole pack of seasoning. It'll set our alarms off, make our hair curl. You know, I've never replaced this old Crock Pot, even though it's seen better days. It has that great big crack, but holds together. We're two of a kind in a way. Now it simmers all day till dinner time. And the whole place smells like home. If you change your mind, you can stop back by. This is way too much to eat alone. (D) Words And Music By David B. Hakan 12/11/2000 Copyright 2000 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Round And Round 02:17
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Round and Round G D A D Well, it’s wash day for us once again G D A and it’s simply gorgeous outside. G D A D But we’re stuck inside this laundromat. G A with the smell of chlorine bleach and Tide. But you nudge me over when I grab the bleach, then we’re throwing socks and underwear. We’re out of quarters and the changer’s broke, but somehow, Baby, I don’t care. Refrain G D A D I don’t know what it is about your little smile G D A that makes my heart go round and round. G D A Bm My weightiest problems when you’re with me G A D never seem to get me down. #12 is leaking all over the place and #9 won’t even start. You reach into my pocket, for a quarter, you say. The light says Out of Balance on my heart. Someone’s started spanking their kids again. Someone stole our sweaters out of 5. But your head on my shoulder puts us on the beach and I’m so glad that I’m alive. refrain Words and music by David B. Hakan 2-12-2002 © 2002 All Rights Reserved
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Working In Stone 02:36
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Working In Stone D Gm Down in Southeast Kansas where the soil is black as coal A D Pit mines were found everywhere. None are left now, so I'm told. So the people made stone fences. My dad's had the strength of bone. From the time that I could lift a rock, he never worked alone. REFRAIN D Working in stone. G Working in stone. A All my life. D Working in stone. So I learned to brick and mortar, stone mason collar blue, found I could work a hammer and chisel straight and true. So I worked on banks and monuments, buildings meant to last. Hospitals and libraries. I made the shadows cast. refrain Now my steps have slowed to thoughtful and my knees are second rate. I'm the one who holds the lantern at the final silent gate. I walk among my handiwork that makes so many cry. I carve the dates when folks were born and the year in which they died. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 5/19/2000 Copyright 2000 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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High Country 03:26
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High Country G Bm C Em Well for thirty-five years come September, G C C2maj7 Am D the Rockies’ high country I’ve called my home. G Bm C G I’ve squeezed out a life here, I’ll grow old and die here. C Am Am7-D7 D And part of the song will be lost for a while. G D And all I can hope for C Gmaj7 is that the last note G D of my life’s song is sung out G D both loud and clear. I fish for my supper; pick berries for wine; a few goats and chickens for fresh eggs and milk; an old five-string banjo to chase off the blues; and a stream that sings harmony all thru the night. refrain The air is a bright as a winter’s first snow. The rainfall is softer than a young woman’s throat. The sun takes all morning to scale the ridge at my back then slowly beds down in the valley below. refrain The people all call me a hermit, but if you listen at night you will know that’s a lie. I’m closer to friends on this hillside than in any big city throughout the land. And . . . refrain verse one Words and music by David B. Hakan 11-1-71 © 2003 David B. Hakan All Rights Reserved
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Christopher's Song 03:41
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Christopher’s Song G Bm From where I stand now G7 E on the shore of some great river, C C2maj7 D - D7 I can see a little way toward the sea And it seems I see a man with someone upon his shoulders but it’s hard and he falters in the stream. But a man must find his place upon the far side of the river and match the currents’ power with his own. G C D G And I too, have a shoulder that is bare. C D G And a river I must cross, C D G And a home I’ve yet to find C Am D - D7 Oh I’m thirsty, Oh I’m lost. If you choose to call me Saint, I must smile back at your wide eyes. Do you call a bird a saint when he learns to fly? You ask me why I bear my painful load across the water only to turn and face again the river’s might. I’m but a plant and there’s a ghost who trims my leaves in late October, but in the spring I’m larger still, I know not why. refrain verse three Words and music by David B. Hakan 12-20-71 © 2003 David B. Hakan All Rights Reserved
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Till The World 04:16
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Till The World D G The snow covers all the earthly scars, D A like your kisses mend mine, too. D G So when it drifts down in those great big flakes D A D I remember why I love you. G D I will call out to the ocean. G D I will call out to the sky. G D I will whisper down each forest trail A D till the world knows why. The spring showers fall so gently, like your words when I need a talking to. So when the pedals barely feel the rain, I remember why I love you. refrain The sun burns steady in the summer sky, like your faith in all I do. So when it clears for one of my parades, I remember why I love you. refrain When the trees give up their red and gold, like the good-byes that pierce you through, we cling together in that bitter wind. I remember why I love you. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 2-16-2000 © 2000 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Paintbrush 04:11
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Paintbrush G/C G I lived so long within gray walls. Sharp corners in my way. G/C G Em I'd tough it out and count the scars. C D Smile and hide the pain away. I didn't want to let you in. But look at what you found. I'm trapped in a maze I built with doubt. A dash of color brought it down. REFRAIN I start by breathing deep and wide. Try to close my evil eye. When black thunderheads turn day to night, I take a paintbrush to my skies. refrain All my problems loom so large. Charcoal black and crimson red. I used to shake my fist and charge the foe. Now I pull out my paintbrush instead. refrain No, I'm not painting fantasies. Just the blue within my soul. The green of all my growing friends, for the peace this child knew long ago. refrain Words And Music By David B. Hakan 1/18/2001 Copyright 2001 David B. Hakan All rights reserved.
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Rechelle Malin - Close to Home (Rechelle Malin) 02:54
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Close To Home G C/G G C/G When the hills lay their heads down and the grass becomes a blanket, G C/G G C/G When the wind sings you to sleep and in the morning wakes you up D C G C/G G C/G and the sky runs around naked in every direction with no shame, no discretion, G C/G G I’m close to home. Close to home, I’m close to home. Well the sun burns hot and dry here and makes the wheat turn gold, and the nights drop down to chilly and the stars you are beholding D C like you’ve never seen them. You wouldn’t believe them, I’m close to home. Close to home, I’m close to home. D C I’ve heard one too many people say D C There ain’t nothing to see here. They like those D C trees standing in their way. D C Give me wind across the tall grass and wide open spaces. C D You see these plains aren’t really plain. Since I left my childhood home, where I used to run and roam and I have come upon this city where the buildings block the morning, I close my eyes and see a horizon. I’m close to home. Close to home, I’m close to home. refrain verse one words and music by Rechelle Malin © 1995

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