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Don't Call It Country

by Wolf van Elfmand

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1.
Big Ol' Binge 02:41
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Working at a clinic gets hard Saving for a house with a yard Got a black Toyota and an Amex card Working at a clinic gets hard And I’m busting my seams Losing my dreams Wondering what all this struggle brings Daily grind lose my mind Feeling like a pig in a pen If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again I ain’t had a drink for three-odd weeks My sprinkler system just sprung a leak And my dog don’t bark when I say speak I ain’t had a drink for three-odd weeks And I'm biting my lip I’m wanting a sip But I ain’t gonna get one drip no Daily grind lose my mind Feeling like a pig in a pen If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again Yeah the Saints they’ll go marching in Way outside there’s music playing But tonight I think I’m saying in Gotta hold out for a raise Last week I turned thirty-one Was the quickest trip around our dear sun Now there’s dust on all my guitars And my records don’t get spun Is this really life at thirty-one? And I’m itching my chin Where to begin Is it too late to start over again? No Daily grind lose my mind Feeling like a pig in a pen If I ain’t on the fringe of a big ol’ binge again If I ain’t on a fringe of a big ol’ binge again
2.
No Reason Why 03:28
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Well we went out once And once again Then you said You couldn’t be my friend You won't talk to me You don't look me in the eye And you never gave No reason why I got a call from work They told me don’t come in They said they’ll let me know When I’m needed again But they never rang Not even to say Hi No they never gave No reason why No reason why Ain’t that a hard pill to take The less I know The more I ache Yeah it’ll take me a long while to get over this one My landlord came by Says you got two weeks to stay Then go on pack your things You gotta move away You can’t fight this stuff So don’t you even try No they don’t gotta give No reason why No reason why Ain’t that a hard pill to take The less I know The more I ache Yeah it’ll take me a long while to get over this one
3.
Doc's Rag 01:53
4.
Don't Call It Country 04:13
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Well the boys just got back in town Went to Texas and they changed their sound Found a fiddle and a pedal steel Got some twang and a low-down feel They’d like to find a scene that fits But one word they must omit Their agent he told ‘em bluntly Don’t call it country Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana Chicken pickin’, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco And Texan or Tejano And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass Most grass won’t have drums But don’t call it country Susie wants to go to a show She’d like some friends to tag along She tells Luanne the bill Luanne don’t sound too thrilled She says “You know I like most anything Yea I’d even like to go out dancing But I ain’t a big country fan Do you think we’d see a different band?” Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana Chicken pickin, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul There's alt-folk, new folk, ‘stomp folk, true folk Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco And Texan or Tejano And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass Most grass won’t have drums But don’t call it country Well the boys’ pride was much too demanding They wouldn’t change their sound or their branding They just had to be a real country group Wearing pearl snaps and great big boots But the shows weren’t too well attended Record sales had all but ended And they lamented in a four-part harmony Why’d we call it country Yeah there’s rockabilly, red dirt, outlaw, Americana Chicken pickin’, old-timey, honkytonk, Louisiana Cosmic, cajun, western swing, and soul Yeah there's alt-folk, new folk, stomp folk, true folk Muddy roots, jug band, gospel, zydeco And Texan or Tejano And there’s bluegrass, new-grass, jam-grass, post-grass Most grass won’t have drums But don’t call it country
5.
My Partner 02:32
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I went to the park with a bottle of wine Meeting a girl they call Clementine We did us some talking and some drinking too Then I fell in her eyes a deep ocean blue The sun crawled the skyline it gave us some shade She brought me a peach from Palisade We laughed as we laid all lit by the stars When she mentioned her partner it threw me off guard Said my partner, my partner, have I told you about? My partner, my partner, we each shared our vows For tonight I’m yours but tomorrow you’ll find I’ll be back by my partner, by my partner’s side Well as hip as could be, I still was surprised Would I object or would I oblige? Been living on fumes, running on pride And all while confused as I fell in her eyes Said my partner, my partner, have I told you about? My partner, my partner, we each shared our vows For tonight I’m yours but tomorrow you’ll find I’ll be back by my partner, by my partner’s side She’ll be back with her partner and all alone, all alone I’ll lie
6.
Wandering 03:48
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I been hanging with the same folks Look-alike and tell the same jokes My brother says, you better get out more And I can’t change the shape I’m in Two cups of coffee one glass of gin Might give me the spins It don’t bother me none Cause I’ve been wandering, wandering round Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground Going to see Curtis, going South Broadway The band inside they sound alright They’re a little too loud and not too tight But that kinda thing fits this scene just fine With Alex there behind the bar Shakes my hand and takes my card Big hairy man won’t you get me a cold Lone Star I been wandering, wandering round Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway Step outside cigarettes burn Nudge a friend, ask for a turn She looks at me, says you never learn I’ll get you one this time, then I’m through You oughta be a man more well-to-do I said you’re right, probably true I can get on that real soon I might meet a lady half my size She could help me feel alive We do a little number out on the hardwood floor I see Evan there looks a little too cool Challenge him to a game of pool I lose my quarters faster than a gambling fool But I been wandering, wandering round Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway Time has come, end is nigh Sky is high and so am I Curtis says “You better get on home” Yeah I wish I knew where to lay my head I wish I had a stranger’s bed She might help me ease my wandering ways Till then wandering, wandering round Got my head in the clouds, feet on the ground Going to see Curtis, going down South Broadway Down South Broadway Down South Broadway Down to South Broadway Yo man let’s go to that Pie Hole Pizza, get me a slice No, you want some tacos? We can get tacos I know a spot Come with me down South Broadway alright Come on now
7.
This & That 02:24
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Well I did a little this and I did a little that Did a little this and a little more of that I did this and that I did this and that Yea I did a little this and I did a little too much of that I went to a party I was feeling kinda low And I had me some dollars I was ready to blow Well I walked inside found my good friend Kat She said “Hey there Wolf, let’s do this and that” I did this and that Yeah I did this and that You know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that I went outside, I heard a fiddle play There’s a big bonfire and a pony keg And I was handed a guitar needing a strap They said, “You know one Wolf?” I know this and that I did this and that Yeah I did this and that You know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that Hey I don’t know, what I been told If you never slow down then you never grow old But if I take more of that crap You know my heart’s gonna stop right in its tracks Know I did a little this and I did a little too much of that Day was breaking you could see the sun All the people were sleeping, I wasn’t done Hey I found me a meadow with my good friend Kat We laid right down This and that I did this and that Yeah I did this and that Yeah I did a little this and I did a little too much I did a little this and I did a little too much I did a little this and I did a little too much of that
8.
The Unrelenting Saga Of Heart Vs Head 02:39
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I don’t wanna talk about you right now I don’t wanna think on what went down Tell me why do I choose to be sad Why won't your heart get out of my head I know you met my good friend after me Yeah he can play guitar and likes to sing That's all well I'm still stuck here in bed And your heart won't get out of my head You found love then you said goodbye You mumbled words as you began to cry Know I wish you the best, my true friend And I wish your heart out of my head Get out of here
9.
Dear Karma 02:01
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I sang gospels for Christians Mantras for Hindus And James Taylor too many times I‘ve mourned with the dying I’ve cried with the crying Through Blue Skies and You Are My Sunshine It’s all for the giving there aint much appeal Dear karma please get me a big record deal Well I played for old-timers Tall tales of coal miners We danced and swayed to the moon I worked many soup kitchen And helped at the mission And donated all my old shoes Don't you call it self-serving I ain’t trying to steal Dear karma please get me a big record deal Well I went to my Guru And he says “Who do you Think that y’are young man? Karma ain’t here for to make you a big star Or answer all of your prayers And when you do good things Don’t expect much back” Dear Guru, I didn't think you would say that And it’s all very hard to hear That karma can’t get me a big record deal

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released March 1, 2024

All songs by Wolf van Elfmand
Produced by Wolf van Elfmand and Ben Waligoske
Mixed by Joseph Chudyk
Mastered by Alan Douches - West West Side Music

Wolf van Elfmand - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar on "Wandering"
Andrew Porter - Electric Bass
Ben Waligoske - Pedal Steel
Alex Johnson - Drums, Percussion
Chris Hartway - Electric Guitar
Eddie Dickerson - Violin
Sarah Trabue - Background Vocals
Eric Luba - Keys on "This & That"

Live Session Recorded at Clubhouse Recorders - Golden, CO
Additional Recording at Cottonwood Studios - Brooklyn, NY

Cover Photo - Mark Seliger
Design - Joe Hamming

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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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