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Pat MacDonald
"Degrees Of Gone"

  1. Gone
  2. No One's Daddy
  3. Comin' Down
  4. Jenga
  5. Hawaii
  6. The Other Side
  7. Baby Love
  8. What Is They?
  9. My Pretty Valmy
  10. Baby Doll
  11. Comedy

"Gone"

Written by Pat MacDonald

My old man's gun
Blew my dear one
Clean away - dead and gone

I had two loves
Now I have none
Love is gone - solid gone

I'm out of drugs
And I'm all out of wine
No more tears
Nothin left to pine for

No more loose ends
None of my old friends
Come around any more

There ain't no trains
Runnin down the track
They've all gone to rust
And they ain't comin back

Time's goin fast
The future like my past
Will soon be long
Dead and gone

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"No One's Daddy"

Written by Pat MacDonald

I was born in a tar paper shack
He'd come around, say "your daddy's back
I'm your long gone daddy"
Long gone daddy
No one's daddy now

Decked out in her calico best
She'd do the dog, then bring on the rest
For her long gone daddy
Gone wrong daddy
No one's daddy now

Light me up, now smoke my cigar
Now that's pushin it a little too far
My little long gone daddy
I'm head strong daddy
You're no one's daddy now
No one's daddy now

Awakened from her slumber
He tried to take her sense of wonder
Yea
And so the dawn has blown him away now
The color's gone from pink to grey now

A powder puff to a powder burn
This time he's off, never to return
He's a long gone daddy
Stone cold daddy
No one's daddy now
No one's daddy now...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"Comin' Down"

Written by Pat MacDonald

Rain
Hail
Trouble
Comin down

Sun
Moon
Sky
Comin down

All around, it's falling stars
And fallen men
And all the little multicolored
Pieces of broken rainbows

Space
Time
Heaven
Comin down

Lost like the rocket ship
In Einstien's dream
It's all relative
So that must mean I'm risin

Life's too short to hold onto
And dyin's no crime
I only wish I'd told you
One more time
I love you

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"Jenga"

Written by Pat MacDonald

A wooden tower
Eighteen stories to start off
You'd think it would be high enough
But we're never satisfied
Always one more piece to try

A wish upon a star
A star upon a tree
A'gazin upon you
You upon me
I've never been on top
Or won any prize
I don't believe in war
But I'm always down for

One more game of Jenga
Set it up
Build the tower
Weak and high
Pull a piece out
From way down
Take a deep breath
Heave a sigh

Pile it on
All night long
Pile it on
All night long

Steady now
It's your try
One false move
And all the pieces fly

A wish upon a star
A star upon a tree
A once upon a time
A banjo on my knee
A new love is born
Deaf, dumb and blind
A heaven to explore
Guess I got time for

One more game of Jenga
Set it up
Build the tower
Weak and high
Pull a piece out
From way down
Take a deep breath
Heave a sigh

Pile it on
All night long
Pile it on
All night long

A wooden tower
Eighteen stories to start off
You'd think it would be high enough
But we're never satisfied
Always one more tier to cry

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"Hawaii"

Written by Pat MacDonald

As I walked by the sunshine drugstore
There was some guy outside the front door
Sayin I could win a trip for two
A taste of somethin new
Hawaii

I heard a sound - it felt like thunder
I gave the man my name and number
Said "set me up down on some distant shore
I've never seen before"
Hawaii

Rain fell all day - now night is fallin
From far away, I hear it callin
Is it my fate to come upon by chance
This thing they call romance?

Late night thoughts - mine just bore me
Popcorn, salt, an old love story
I drifted off to channel thirty-two
Elvis in Blue
Hawaii

Circlin in the dark, I scoped her shoreline
No place to park a ship big as mine
I hit a rock and black gold flowed like love
Upon the beaches of
Hawaii...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"The Other Side"

Written by Pat MacDonald and Martin Larsson and Noa Tishby

I won't give you up
Simply because
They say you're on the other side

So don't let them take
The smile I adore
Try to have faith our love will carry on

I heard a tale from many years ago
The story goes like this:

Once upon a time,
Beyond the stars
There was a boy and a girl
Who were blessed to find
A love like ours
And though they faced a wall of pain
They're still together on the other side

Maybe some day
Somewhere far away
Maybe a thousand years from now
Two lovers like us
Will look at the stars
And one will speak of
Our legendary love

And tell a tale from many years ago
And say it goes like this:

Once upon a time,
Beyond the stars
There was a boy and a girl
Who were blessed to find
A love like ours
And though they faced a wall of pain
They're still together on the other side...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI and Randor Music UK and Noa Tishby Copyright Control

"Baby Love"

Written by Pat MacDonald

Ride the lift to the seventh floor
Check your lipstick and your heart at the door
Bring your prize rose, your dyin dove
Your grave stone eyes and your baby love

Raise your arms now swing em wide
Praise the saints who come inside
Say grace now, say your prayers
Hear them footsteps comin up the stairs
Baby can't you hear your mama call?

You never write your number down
When you work this part of town
You can hum if you can sing
Daddy's gonna buy you a leather studded ring
Baby can't you hear your mama call?

Down a slug of mad dog sugar
To numb yourself and ease your mind
And when you whack jack jigolo
Win another ticket to the fire

An old black shawl and a fractured hip
Tear drenched eyes and trembling lower lip
Broken heart cryin out for thee
Clenched hands frozen to a rosary
Baby can't you hear your mama call?

Ride the lift to the seventh floor
Check your lipstick and your heart at the door
Bring your prize rose, your dyin dove
Your grave stone eyes and your baby love...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"What Is They?"

Written by Pat MacDonald and Eric McFadden

They crawls up in my bed
They crawls under the sheets
They crawls right up in my head
When I am tryin to sleep
They gets under my nails
They gets under my skin
They's kickin down the doors of my mind
Screamin let me in

They can't be real
They can't be there
I try not to listen
But I hear they everywhere
I'd be fine if only
They'd be mindin they's own biz
Why should I care what they says
When I don't know what they is?

What is they?
What is that thing?
What is they -
The they that drives me crazy
The they of which I sing?

They could be a he or she
Or you or someone else
All I know is they is something
Other than myself
I don't know what they's up to
But you know what they say
I try not to listen
But I hear they anyway

What is they?
What is that thing?
What is they -
The they that drives me crazy
The they of which I sing?

They - it's they I say
They's a cryin shame
They - it's they I say
They's the one to blame

What is they?
They's the cross I carry
You may think I'm a clown
In my vocabulary
They's a singular noun

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI and Cheezweasel, BMI

"My Pretty Valmy"

Written by Pat MacDonald

Valmy
My pretty Valmy
I long to see you again
Around the burn barrel hummin
Bang out a song
Around the big bonfire
Singin deedely dum
Ba ba dump bum
A huh, a huh hah hah

Valmy
My stormy Valmy
I'll take your winter in stride
I'll take your snowfall lightly
Snuggle inside
And when your spring showers fall
Soon your rainbow will come
Ba ba dump bum
A huh, a huh hah hah

Valmy
Tall as an elm tree
Now you've got cats in your hair
And all the dogs are barking
Cats in your hair
And all the birds are mad
Singin "tweedely dum
Ba ba dump bum
A huh, a huh hah hah"

Valmy
Care for my baby
Hold her a place in your heart
Wherever she may ramble
A place in your heart
Wherever she may roam
And she'll be calling you home
Ba ba dump bum
A huh, a huh hah hah...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"Baby Doll"

Written by Pat MacDonald

Yesterday when all this started
We were so high strung
I don't feel much older now but
How'd you get so young?
You got me in a maelstrom darlin
Feel like I been stung
Can't control my thoughts now baby
Let alone my tongue

Baby Doll
Oh Baby Doll
May I call
you Baby Doll?

You're the yellow sun that's got me
Crazy from your rays
Every time you rise you make my
Rooster crow for days
I love it when you break me darlin
Laughin all the while
Sacrifice my angst upon the
Altar of your smile

Baby Doll
Oh Baby Doll
May I call
you Baby Doll?

I just wanna feel your secrets
Sizzlin in my ear
I just wanna smell the future
When I hold you near
I just wanna make your cute car
Spin out of control
I just wanna probe you down in
To your very soul

Baby Doll
Oh Baby Doll
May I call
You Baby Doll?...

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI

"Comedy"

Written by Pat MacDonald and Stephen Mason

Fields of blue
Skies of green
Velvet gloves
And gasoline
Tell me fate
What are you made of?

Silver bells
And shot gun shells
And pretty maids
Who kiss and...
Tell me faith
Have you betrayed us?

The comedy I create
Will it all end in hate
Or love?

Wedding plans
And invitations
And premature
Congratulations
Don't have to say
What I'm afraid of

The comedy I create
Will it all end in hate
Or love?

Copyright by Mambadadi Music / IRS Music, BMI and Bridge Building Music / Pogostick Music

Last update: 2002-Dec-02

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