I heard the starting gun go pop
Your voice is telling me to start then stop
Un…re…solved emo…tions
In…ter…rup…ted motion
Un….der…sta…ted notion
You Proceed … with reckless caution

I want to see you in the flesh and bone
I want to know for sure that somebody’s home
…Don’t think that I can do this whole thing alone
Any more……

You let me call you on the phone
Assuring me that you were alone,
Con…flic…ted intentions
Mul…ti…ple dimen…sions
your cre…ative tension
You Proceed … with reckless caution

…I want to see you in the flesh and bone
I want to know for sure that somebody’s home
…Don’t think that I can do this whole thing alone

Promises freeze, intentions melt
You’ll never see just how I felt
Words can steam and looks can thaw
You’ll never feel just what I saw

I’m hoping for a happy end
are you a lover or just a friend ?
you might … not… get …what you ought to
if you Proceed … with reckless caution
Proceed … with reckless caution
        

Little mountain girl on the old home place
She got a barefoot soul, and a pretty face
She Got her daddy’s heart
Her daddy’s heart
daddy’s heart
And her mama’s grace
Her mama’s grace

She wonders where she’s goin’
But knows where she’ll always be
Speaking with the hemlocks
and singing in her own key

Little mountain girl on the family land
She got a book of songs, and a baby grand
She got music in her heart
music in her heart
music in her heart
And healing in her hands
healing in her hands

She wonders where she’s goin’
But knows where she’ll always be
Speaking with the hemlocks
and singing in her own key

I just want to hear what you have to say
I just want to hear what you have to say
I just want to hear what you have to say
Today………..

Little mountain girl hopin for a new start
She got a smile in her eyes and a fragile heart
We’d shed the same tears
Shed the same tears
Shed the same tears
If it breaks apart
That fragile heart

She wonders where she’s goin’
But knows where she’ll always be
Speaking with the hemlocks
and singing in her own key
…her own key ...her own key …her own key

I hear voices in the music, voices in the wind in my trees
Voices that remind me you’re not the one I need
But we can still share all our goodbye’s with a smile
We’re just a flash in the pan, but that pan was pretty hot for a while
You speak to me in pictures, and your pictures say ‘I’m just not sure’
You paint pictures of a longing but you don’t think I’m the cure.
But we can still share all our goodbye’s with a smile
We’re just a flash in the pan but that pan was pretty hot for a while

just a flash in the pan … a twinkle in the eye
we helped each others’ lonely days go by
Talking like lovers,long distance calls
Wishing for memories we’d never share
Your way and my way barely crossed at all
But such a sweet short time to be there ……….

just a flash in the pan … a twinkle in the eye
we helped each others’ lonely days go by
Some Voices speak of Heartache, And every picture tells a tale
But we were smart and didn’t start what would have sadly failed

Now, there’s no use thinkin this thing over and over
let’s just remember the day you gave me that four leaf clover
But we can still share all our goodbye’s with a smile
We’re just a flash in the pan but that pan was pretty hot for a while
… just a flash in the pan but that pan was pretty hot for a while

I was fit as a fiddle, til you decided to call
You think that I’m still mad at you And you want to clear it all
In your screaming, angry letters, you’d ripped me all to shreds
You made it plain, as you explained, it’s all about you instead…

[but now you say] Let’s meet in the middle
Let’s agree to disagree
You’ll overlook how long it took
For me to finally see …
Let’s meet in the middle
Let’s agree to disagree
If you’d spoke those lines back another time
We might still be Us…and not you and me.

You told me that it broke your heart, when you dumped me in the street
But you‘ll still be friends, so you can choose the parts of me to keep
You cried and said you missed me; so sad that we’d gone wrong
But you ditched our happy times to sit at home and write bad songs

‘Cause you’re the one who baked the tears, into that recipe
You left me dyin’, and you’re still cryin’ -- ‘But what about ME’
you’re stepping on my only lines, you’re stealing all the pain
You’re sad and teary til you get weary, Then you’re back to Ms Perfect again.

[you said] Let’s meet in the middle
Let’s agree to disagree
But It won’t be long til I’m just wrong
As you re-write history …
Let’s meet in the middle
Let’s agree to disagree
If you’d spoke those lines back another time
We might still be Us…and not you and me.

You said let’s play some music, just bought an upright grand
You want to write, not get uptight. You want to extend a hand
But you won’t extend those other parts, that I once shared with you
Those legs and feet and body heat, where I met in the middle with you

[You wouldn’t] meet in the middle
You just love to disagree
By tomorrow night you’ll still be right
And I’ll still just be me
[You wouldn’t] meet in the middle
No Half and Half in your coffee
If you had more sense and took down your fence
We might still be Us..and not you and me
If you had more sense and took down your fence
We might still be Us..and not you and me
They say that forgiveness is a virtue,
usually right after they hurt you,
You have the right to remain silent
anything you say will be written in a song about you.

She said “Gosh, I feel like a roll right now”
And it’s a feelin’ she just can’t fight
Drivin’ a hot rod heart down that red clay road out of town
Pushin’ forward to the great unknown
she’s usin’ her best hindsight
Keepin’ it grounded just to hold her own ‘cause its only… the beginning … of the night

She was jumpin’ in the stream, dancin’ on the water
Scarin’ all the snakes away
She got a devil of a smile for a preacher’s daughter
And it’s only…the beginning of the day

She only knows what she feels
she’s got a heart that can heal
She doesn’t need any numbers to know what’s real

She said “I feel like I’m on a roll right now,
And when you feel it, you know that its right”
She got her water and her fire in line somehow
And it’s only … the beginning … of the night

That was when she promised to tell me some lies
And her lies came straight from the heart
She got more words than I got replies
the evening … is just about to start

She only knows what she feels
She’s got a heart that can heal
She doesn’t need any numbers to know what’s real

She only knows what she feels
She’s got a heart that can heal
She doesn’t need any numbers to know what’s real

She said “Gosh, I feel like a roll right now”
And it’s a feelin’ she just can’t fight
Drivin’ a hot rod heart, down that red clay road out of town
Drivin’ a hot rod heart … down that red clay road out of town

Oh, how I wish my life could be as fine
As all my friends who live their lives on line
Talkin ‘bout their good times , or just their stream of mind
Wish my life could be like my friends on Facebook

I’d like to let the world know me
through little colored boxes with my philosophy
Share everything I do or think, my laptop’s like the kitchen sink
I’d make my life into a link on Facebook

I’d say:….
I’m standing here at Niagara Falls
My kid just pooped her pants
Don’t you think my pet is cute?
I’m having such fun, too bad you can’t…
I’m standing in line at walmart,
and I know God has a plan
Look at me and my smiling friends
click here if you ‘like’, there’s never an end

I’d like to give you all a quiz you to see
What kind of super hero you’d really like to be
if you really care, you’ll post my cause, here’s a video of kittens with Santa Claus
My Life would be much better ‘cause … its on Facebook

I’d say:….
I’m standing here at Niagara Falls
My kid just pooped her pants
Don’t you think my pet is cute?
I’m having such fun, too bad you can’t…
I’m standing in line at walmart,
and I know God has a plan
Look at me and my smiling friends
click here if you ‘like’, there’s never an end

if only I could do that, too… I’d share every bit of me with you…..

I’d show everyone the crap I love the most,
I’d share it all with you each time I post
My smallest feats would be magnified, I’d be the star of my own life
Wish my life could be like my friends on Facebook
I’d like to live the good life on Facebook

And so, we might meet again some way
And laugh away the day
once again
With you, I never knew time to go slow
But now I find I know
that it was you
Who made me smile
All the while

And so, words in tune soon pass away
Across the time we play
harmony
We two played our chords in space and time
Progressions stop their rhyming
But you do
still make me smile
All the while

And so, if our paths should cross again
We’ll still remember when
Life was new
These days, passing in the golden sun
Through all the tears and fun
I always knew
You made me smile
All the while
You made me smile … all the while

I was losin hope, cause it’s been a while
Since I felt this good, but now I’m wearin a smile
I just met her today … Blonde hair right in style
She got big green eyes, She’s funny and smart
That face could jump right off a work of art
I just met the next gal… Who’s gonna break my heart

Break my heart, she’ll break my heart
But I live for this sweet hopeful feelin’ right at the start
Break my heart, she might break my heart
rather be lucky than smart
Hope she doesn’t break my heart

Forget those days of makin safe bets,
Gonna spin the wheel, hope for the best.
…maybe I’ll just hit the best number yet
Hope is eternal, like fire and flood
One look from her, she gets into my blood
Beware what you hope for, it’s just what you might get

Break my heart, she’ll break my heart
But I live for this sweet hopeful feelin’ right at the start
Break my heart, she might break my heart …..
rather be lucky than smart
Hope she doesn’t break my heart

She snuck up and tapped me on the shoulder
with the smile that I’d been hoping to see
offered me a lucky four leaf clover
and said I think… you might…. be looking for me

Break my heart, she’ll break my heart
But I live for this sweet hopeful feelin’ …………………
Break my heart, she’ll break my heart
But I live for this sweet hopeful feelin’ right at the start
Break my heart, she might break my heart
rather be lucky than smart
Hope she doesn’t break my heart
rather be lucky than smart
Maybe she won’t break my heart

Instrumental

Keep me in your keepin’ room
Keep me quiet, keep me tuned
Keep me til I go too soon
From your keepin room

Keep me in your keepin’ place
Keep that look upon your face
Keep me in amazing grace
In your keeping room

I don’t know much, but I can check
All the ways I can stick out my neck
I don’t know much, but I know this
Baby, you’re a calculated risk

Keep me in your keepin’ hall
Keep your chimes behind your wall
Keep that Alabama drawl
In your keepin room

Keep me in your keepin’ time
Keep yourself in perfect line
Keep your secrets there with mine
In your keepin room

I don’t know much, but I can check
All the ways I can stick out my neck
I don’t know much, but I know this
Baby, you’re a calculated risk

Keep me in your keepin’ place
Keep that look upon your face
Keep me in amazing grace
In your keeping room

I went to see John Prine last night he looked like you and me
He was getting there slow, but wherever he’d go he’d play it in the key of G
With the feeling of a man who’d lived all those chords
And knows it’s about a simple key
No need to shout, he’s playing it out in your basic G, C and D

He’s been down and around and inside himself
He’s living inside you and me
He’s been on our trip and we’ve been on his
Though most ride by and don’t see
We’re reading the map but missing the lakes
And mountains of scenery
But he’s playing along in his personal song
In your basic G, C and D

I went to see John Prine last night he looked like you and me
we all shared some joy with that sleepy eyed boy whose name is up on the marquis
his words made me laugh, his lines made me smile his songs brought a tear to my eye
and anyone there, ever picked a guitar thought ‘I wish I could be like that guy’

He’s been down and around and inside himself
He’s living inside you and me
He’s been on our trip and we’ve been on his
Though most ride by and don’t see
We’re reading the map but missing the lakes
And mountains of scenery
But he’s playing along in his personal song
In your basic G, C and D

I went to see John Prine last nignt he looked like you and me
He smiled at our eyes and met our surprise playing stories of our lives as they be
With the feeling of a man who’s been biding his time
Watching life from his front porch seat
No need to shout , he’s still playing it out in your basic G, C and D
But he’s playing along in his personal song in your basic G, C and D