1. |
Watering Hole
03:01
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She says leave us alone
Don't you dig a tunnel near my watering hole
We've been through this before
And you ain't gonna fool us anymore
You can do what you wanna go out and explore
But don't you dare dig a tunnel under my watering hole
He says you ought to go
Don't you make me get my fire hose
Wait till the light is low
You gonna get yourself all kinds of cold
Don't you tempt my anger this much you should know
We're gonna dig that tunnel under your watering hole
Could've gone through Bismarck gone through Cannonball
They didn't want a dirty life at all
Could've gone through Bismarck gone through Cannonball
They didn't want a dirty life at all
When you look out on the hill
Creeping on in to the watering well
They smile when they kill
Ain't nothing but a little black oil spill
You say you're righteous say you're pure and whole
Don't you dare dig a tunnel under my watering hole
You say you're righteous say you're pure and whole
Don't you dare dig a tunnel under my watering hole
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2. |
Sailing Song
02:51
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All the blue
On the sea
Carries you
Back to me
From the Gulf
To the Keys
See those clouds
Moving in
Hurry now
Catch the wind
Wind she'll blow
You home to me
I would sail with you
Anywhere you wanted to
I would sail with you
Plan to see
Everything
Every fall
Every spring
You should bring
Your guitar
On the bow
We could lay
Find our stars
Feel the wake
Wake she'll rock
You close to me
I would sail with you
Anywhere you wanted to
I would sail with you
I would sail with you
Anywhere you wanted to
I would sail with you
credits
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3. |
Bad Stories
02:53
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Well, come on down to the fireside
There's coffee and guitars around
Two cast skillets, potatoes frying
The gentle river sound
It goes oh my lanta oh my my
In the city you'll only find
Too many bad stories want a few good lullabies
You don't need a reason
Ain't no ticket no toll
Ya hop on up the trail
There's madness on the mountain
Magic in the valley
And nothing on a Richter scale
It goes oh my lanta oh my my
You're feeling too confined
Leave all the bad stories for a few good lullabies
And when you close your eyes
You think up something nice
Rest your weary mind
You're safe in paradise
Ya leave downtown and ya head on down
To the wonder of the BLM
There ain't no screens
No washing machines
Or news on our president
It goes oh my lanta oh my my
Ain't no place left to hide
From all the bad stories want a few good lullabies
There's too many bad stories
I'd like more good stories now
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4. |
Longtime Longing for You
03:47
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When I saw you
Yesterday
It'd been a longtime
Very longtime
I guess I ain't over you
Spent a longtime
Longing for you
Deep in the city
Life gets so grey
I heard that there's pastures
Not too far away
Then there's no knowing
What I'll find today
I spent a longtime
Longing for you
I hear the subway
And I feel it pass
I go to the bodega
For a few beers and a scratch
Only I'm no lucky winner
Seems today I just loose
I spent a longtime
Longing for you
I wanna be wild
I wanna be free
Look at that antelope
See what I mean
There ain't no lying
What ya trying to prove
Spent a longtime
Longing for you
But don't y'all worry
I'll be just fine
Met a lot of good people
Lot better than I'm
And you can't blame the dealer
No we all gotta choose
I spent a longtime
I been longing for you
I spent a longtime
Longing for you
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5. |
Meet Me in Gypsum
02:55
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Sometimes Monday mornings
I'm wishing I was stoned
I don't feel like work today
I'd rather stay home
You used to lay right next to me
But now I'm on my own
The years pass, these memories last
I keep missing something old
Meet me in Gypsum
Where those lonesome cattle feed
We will start over
We'll have everything we need
Well I know he don't treat you right
You only call me when it's bad
And I've seen better men eat out of garbage cans
By that I-5 overpass
Don't you fool yourself in thinking
We all learn from our pasts
As soon as loneliness returns
You'll wind up going back
Meet me in Gypsum
Where those lonesome cattle feed
We will start over
We'll have everything we need
Meet me in Gypsum
Where those lonesome cattle feed
We will start over
We'll have everything we need
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Wolf van Elfmand Brooklyn, New York
Wolf van Elfmand makes songs and plays the guitar. His music explores genres within the realm of Americana from finger-picking country to good ol’ fashioned rock & roll. A live Wolf show is sure to make you smile, and possibly think, but not too hard
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