The Forrest Jourdan Band

by Forrest Jourdan

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1.
Baby bow up your hair Let's go out strolling Haven't seen you 'round here In quite some time It's the changes that come between us I know this distance ain't no good It's the fighting for a reason That keeps a man doing what he should All I know Is what you need to hear Is that somebody loves you And always calls you dear, my, my Ain't that the way love's supposed to be Every night So let's put something behind us People do it all the time Let's keep something to remind us Changing means moving all the time Let's go out into the air I heard it calling your name last night Let's go out into the future baby And stroll a little further this time 'Cause all I know Is what you need to hear Is that somebody loves you And always calls you dear, my, my Ain't that the way love's supposed to be Every night If you got that lovin’ A little lovin’ that's alright Better hold onto it honey Better hold onto it tight And if you got somebody Holding on with all their might Ain't that the way love's supposed to be Every night So baby bow up your hair Let's go out and stroll it Haven't seen you 'round here In quite some time It's the changes that come between us I know this distance ain't no good It's the fighting for a reason That keeps a man doing what he should 'Cause all I know Is what you need to hear Is that somebody loves you And always calls you dear, my, my Ain't that the way love's supposed to be Every night
2.
There goes Betty, she's as good as gold She took my heart and she ain't never letting go She's the type can turn a dime into a quarter But she's just happy she's got running water I've been working on that nine to five It's getting hard now and I'm trying to make a livin' I've been working on that nine to five There's so much take and there's just not enough giving to me Well I've known Betty for quite a long time I saw that girl and I knew she had to be mine She melted my heart like a flame on soft butter For me there's Betty, there could be no other I've been working on that nine to five It's getting hard now and I'm trying to make a livin' I've been working on that nine to five There's so much take and there's just not enough giving to me If you want it You can ride this world alone And if you need it You can find someone to carry on with you Oh, like Betty There goes Betty, she's as pretty as can be People ask what's come over me They say, Bill ain't quite level on the level That old Betty she's too clever for me I've been working on that nine to five It's getting hard now and I'm trying to make a livin' I've been working on that nine to five There's so much take and there's just not enough giving to me She came walking round the corner She was there in front of me Asked her if she'd be my partner Through eternity Working for Betty
3.
Slam Blues 05:52
I've got my reasons For being unhappy All my very closest friends say, Bill You don't ever smile But I don't find laughter In a love that just walked out my door I ain't laughing no more I've been sitting 'round the house In my worn out tennis shoes Since my sled broke down baby There ain't nothing I can do So go on baby And be what you wanna be Yeah but your very best friend Got her eye Set on me You left me smoldering here Crying in your smoke All it seems I ever was to you baby Was a good time and a joke So go on baby And be what you wanna be Yeah but your very best friend Got her eye Set on me Yes you could really make love baby You sure could do it right But every time there's a man you want You'd cross an L.A. red light So go on baby And step where you please But if me and your girlfriend drive by I'm gonna run you down in the street 'Cause I've got my reasons darlin' For being unhappy I've got my reasons for feeling So low down and blue But if I were to step on your feet You would be unhappy too
4.
If you're fussing with your baby And you know just how she feels You wanna tell her You'll make her feel better But you ain't no doctor and you can't heal Holding hands is a very good idea They had it right from the start Holding hands is a very good idea Keeps those who are falling from falling apart Little girl said to little boy Walk yourself on over here Sit down beside me 'Cause I won't bite ya I'll let you hold my hand, yes I will Holding hands is a very good idea They had it right from the start Holding hands is a very good idea Keeps those who are falling from falling apart So now you've got yourself a little boy You wanna teach him all you know But he keeps fighting that old thunder and lightning Ain't no way you're gonna slow that boy down Holding hands is a very good idea They had it right from the start Holding hands is a very good idea Keeps those who are falling from falling apart A long time ago, before the good old days Old woman said to old man If you want my loving You'll have to change something Stop pulling my hair and start holding my hand Holding hands is a very good idea They had it right from the start Holding hands is a very good idea Keeps those who are falling from falling apart Well I like a four finger lock With one on the side You can hold'em gentle Or you can squeeze'em tight You can hold'em high darlin' You can hold'em low honey But if you're holding on Make sure you never never let go 'Cause holding hands is a very good idea They had it right from the start
5.
Denver Town 06:24
Can you feel the cold wind coming in Did you know there's old men drinking gin On a corner on a cold night Up in Denver town And they sleep on the ground They walk along the streets at night They have no one to hold their body tight Sleeping warm around a fiery garbage can They’re some lonely old men Can you take them in from the cold to the warm On a stormy winter night Can you understand their pain Without judging who is wrong or right Can you take a lesson in life From a man Who sleeps around a garbage can Some were scholars who learned their lessons well Some were poets with stories they wished to tell Some were men who never had the chance to try In the cold Some of them died They walk along the streets at night Always clinging close to the city lights Living off the things we choose to throw away Garage sale blues And dime-a-dance romance anyway Can you take them in from the cold to the warm On a stormy winter night Can you understand their pain Without judging who is wrong or right Can you take a lesson in life From a man Who sleeps around a garbage can
6.
Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Quite like me She likes to cry when the wind blows She’s always happy when it rains She never talks bad about me She’s just not that way Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Quite like me She’s chasing dreams on her Saturday She's cooking up a storm every Sunday I know a few things about that girl I just won't say Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Nobody knows my baby Quite like me
7.
Old Buster 04:16
Well I don't know this woman Standing in the back of my yard Lipping a champagne bottle And howling like a Saint Bernard How she got over the fence, I don't know She ain't got no sense I’m letting Buster go 'Cause I don't know this woman Standing in the back of my yard It must have been one of those special occasions The drinks they were serving must have been amazing I don't mind a little runaround But that ain't the kind of face I run around praising That old Buster, I guess he just ain't no friend 'Cause here he comes a walking Seems he just invited her in That old dog's vision ain't what it used to be Man’s best friend ain't no friend to me And I don't know this woman He’s dragging through the back of my yard It must have been one of those special occasions The drinks they were serving must have been amazing I don't mind a little runaround But that ain't the kind of face I run around praising I guess you could say she was a two out of ten But we drank all her champagne And then we drank all of my gin It’s been four years since Buster let her in I should thank that dog, instead I built him a pen Now he hates that woman And he's howling in the back of my yard ...poor old Buster
8.
When the stranger comes in the night You know I can't hold you When the morning comes into light Know what I told you I think you love the life that you're living in... And I think he ought to know That a family man has your better half And it's time for him to go Well you better watch out 'Cause the road gets bumpy When you find yourself in a Holiday Inn Riding around with the one you think you love Better look twice or you'll be living with him Watch out honey for that hayseed lover He ain't the one who's buying your shoes Better look out if you're hiding under cover 'Cause a family man Is what you don't wanna lose Don’t wanna lose no good family man Talking 'bout a good, honey, a good family man And I wanna be I wanna be your family man Talking 'bout a good family man If you dream about him at night You know I can't hold you And if you're thinking 'bout leaving tonight Know what I told you I think you love the life that you're living in And I think he ought to know That a family man has your better half And it's time for him to go Well you better watch out 'Cause the road gets bumpy When you find yourself in a Holiday Inn Riding around with the one you think you love Better look twice or you'll be living with him Watch out honey for that hayseed lover He ain't the one who's buying your shoes Better look out if you're hiding under cover 'Cause a family man Is what you don't wanna lose Don’t wanna lose no good family man Talking 'bout a good, honey, a good family man And I wanna be I wanna be your family man Talking 'bout a good family man A couple of kids A couple of cars Built a couple fences all around the yard I wanna be your family man I wanna be your very best friend forever...

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released May 1, 1994

Forrest Jourdan - vocals, acoustic guitar
David Abeyta - electric guitar, background vocals
Jimmy McFeeley - bass
John Chipman - drums

backup vocals on Old Buster - The Hardwood Singers (John Chipman, Jimmy McFeeley, David Gratz, David Abeyta, Forrest Jourdan)

Produced by The Forrest Jourdan Band
Engineer: Bobby Arnold
Asst Engineer: David Gratz

Art direction and cover design - Missi Rice
Photography - Mark Cohen

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