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LIFE DEATH LOVE AND FREEDOM

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Longest Days

Written By John Mellencamp

Seems like once upon a time ago
I was where I was supposed to be
My vision was true and my heart was too
There was no end to what I could dream
I walked like a hero into the setting sun
Everyone called out my name
Death to me was just a mystery
I was too busy raising up Cain

But nothing lasts forever
Your best efforts donít always pay
Sometimes you get sick
And donít get better
Thatís when life is short
Even in its longest days

So you pretend not to notice
That everything has changed
The way that you look
And the friends you once had
So you keep on acting the same
But deep down in your soul
You know you, you got no flame
And who knows then which way to go
Life is short even in its longest days

All I got here
Is a rear view mirror
Reflections of where Iíve been
So you tell yourself Iíll be back up on top some day
But you know thereís nothing waiting up there for you anyway

Nothing lasts forever
And your best efforts donít always pay
Sometimes you get sick
And you donít get better
Thatís when life is short
Even in its longest days

Life is short
Even in its longest days




My Sweet Love

Written By John Mellencamp

Sweet Love standing at my gate
Oh my sweet love
Sure would feel good to feel good again
Oh my sweet love

You say that you need me
Youíll always believe me
Oh my sweet love
That our love is forever
Weíll always be together
Oh my sweet love

You say youíll always come through
Thereís nothing that you wonít do
Oh my sweet love
But Iíve heard it all before
I canít beg you anymore
Oh my sweet love

Youíre the woman who knows exactly what sheís doing
Youíre the girl who ate the apple off the tree
When youíre good youíre just crazy, when youíre bad youíre too much

You say you never can hurt me
Youíll never desert me
Oh my sweet love
That your words are always true
I can depend on you
Oh my sweet love

When you get in the wind
And all the storms begin
Oh my sweet love
When youíre sad and dismantled
All your senses rattled
Oh my sweet love

Youíre the woman who knows exactly what sheís doing
Youíre the girl who ate the apple off the tree
When youíre good itís just crazy, when youíre bad itís too much

Sweet love standing at my gate
Oh my sweet love
It sure would feel good to feel good again
Oh my sweet love




If I Die Sudden

Written By John Mellencamp

If I die sudden
Please donít tell anyone
There ainít nobody that needs to know
That Iím gone
Just put me in a pine box
Six feet underground
Donít be calling no minister
I donít need one around

Well my grandma she told me
Sheíd be waiting at the gate
She said that the fix was in
And that sheís already prayed
And the rest of my family
Will be waiting there for me too
Theyíd already taken care of my sins
And thereís was nothing for me to do

So If I die sudden
Please donít tell anyone
There ainít nobody that needs to know
That Iím gone
Just put me in a pine box
Six feet underground
Donít be calling no minister
I donít need one around
I donít need no preacher around

I got a little bit of money
Some papers you might want to see
I got a house down in Georgia
But letís keep this brief
Iím not afraid of dying
This lifeís been right to me
I got a whole bunch more than I deserve
And now I will be free
Yeah now I will be free

So If I die sudden
Donít tell anyone
There ainít nobody that needs to know
That Iím gone
Just put me in a pine box
Six feet underground
And donít be calling no minister
I donít need one around
I donít need no preacher around




Troubled Land

Written By John Mellencamp

Well thereís a pain in my side
But I keep traveling on
Bring peace to this troubled land
Itís dark out here
I canít read those signs
Bring peace to the troubled land
Hurricane on the horizon
Judgment getting closer all the time
I canít find tomorrow
Bring peace to this troubled land

Well thereís two men a walking
Down the same dirty road
Bring peace to this troubled land
They stand shoulder to shoulder
Carrying the same heavy load
Bring peace to this troubled land
One manís eyes are full of sorrow
The other manís belly full of unbearable pain
They keep getting closer
Bring peace to this troubled land

Iíve got many screaming children
Ten million rows to hoe
Bring peace to this troubled land
Deader than an hammer
But I canít let go
Bring peace to this troubled land
The eyes of heaven are upon you
But so is the soul from down below
TheyĎll cut off your fingers
To bring peace to this troubled land

Well you can stand up and holler
You can lay down and die
Bring peace to this troubled land
We can turn up our collars
And never even try
To bring peace to this troubled land
Beware of those who want to harm you
And drag you down to a lower game
Just know the truth is coming
To bring peace to this troubled land

I got a pain in my side
But I keep traveling on




Young Without Lovers

Written By John Mellencamp

Better take a look
At my circle
Better take a look around
Tell all my friends
Better take a look
At the colors of the people
Young without lovers
Old without friends

Better say a prayer
For the poor and unhealthy
Better sing a song
For those who donít care
Let the people have the right
To be different
Young without lovers
Old without friends

Life is an abstraction
And it tries to fool us all
And itís working so far it seems
Brother against brother
This world is such a mess
Behind the drawn curtains
So our thoughts can not be seen

Better shake the hand
Of the hated
Better hear the words
That donít seem clear
Better take a look around
At what weíre doing
Young without lovers
Old without friends

Better take a look
At my circle
Better take a look around
Tell all of my friends
Let the people have the right
To be different
Young without lovers
Old without friends
Young without lovers
Old without friends
Young without lovers
Old without friends




John Cockers

Written By John Mellencamp

I donít accommodate nobody
I just take care of myself
Gotta house down on a dusty road
I donít need nobody else
I gotta wife and some kids
I donít know where theyíre at
I know many many people
But I ainít got no friends

Well I used to have some values
Now they just make me laugh
I used to think things would work out fine
But they never did do that
All these bosses and the rules
Itís hard for me to fit in
Must be ten million people
But I ainít got no friends

Well Iím a little isolated
I live most days in my head
And when I go to sleep at night
I got no sheets on my bed
Iím a little hard headed
I canít wait for this to end
I see people coming and going
But I ainít a got no friends

Well I look out of my window
Into the darkness of night
My head gets to spinning
So I shut out the light
I donít care if I see tomorrow
If I had a reason Iíd pretend
I know one thing for certain
I ainít a got no friends

Well one of these days my anger
Get the best of my soul
In one desperate moment
Iím gonna dig me a hole
Iím gonna lie down in it
And let be what will be
When the morning sun rises
Thereíll be no one to mourn for me

When the morning sun rises
Thereíll be no one to mourn for me

I donít accommodate nobody
I just take care of myself
Gotta little house on a dusty road
And I donít need nobody else
I gotta wife and some kids
I donít know where theyíre at
I know many many people
But I ainít got no friends




Donít Need This Body

Written By John Mellencamp

This getting older
Ainít for cowards
This getting older
Is a lot to go through
Ainít a gonna need this body
Much longer
Ainít a gonna need this body
Much more

Well I canít see much
Like I used to
And I canít run like the wind
I don't sleep more
Than just a few hours
I canít remember where Iíve been

Ain't a gonna need this body much longer
Ain't a gonna need this body much more
I put in a ten million hours
Washed up and worn out for sure

Well all my friends are
Sick or dying
And Iím here all by myself
All I got left
Is a head full of memories
And a thought of my upcoming death

Ain't a gonna need this body much longer
Ain't a gonna need this body much more
I put in a ten million hours
Washed up and worn out for sure

Well I know one thing
Iíll die easy
And I know my life
Is not in vain
Because I loved
And I fought with many
And the people they loved me just the same

Ain't a gonna need this body much longer
Ain't a gonna need this body much more
I put in a ten million hours
Washed up and worn out
Washed up and worn out for sure
This getting older
Well it ainít for cowards
This getting older
Is a lot to go through




A Ride Back Home

Written By John Mellencamp

Hey Jesus can you give me a ride back home
Iíve been out here in this world too long on my own
I wonít bother you no more
If you can just get me in the door
Hey Jesus can you give me a ride back home

When I started out I was so young and so strong
I just let it roll off my back when things went wrong
Now itís starting to get to me
All of this inhumanity
Hey Jesus can you give me a ride back home

You wouldnít know it by looking at me now
But I was showing some promise once upon a time
But itís gone now
And it ainít coming back
My timeís come and gone
Itís as simple as that

Hey Jesus this world is just too troublesome for me
I try to fight off all these devils but Iím just too weak
When Iím out here walking all alone
I feel like taking my life but I wonít
Too big a coward, can you give me a ride back home
Hey Jesus can you give me a ride back home
Hey Jesus can you give me a ride back home




Without A Shot

Written By John Mellencamp

Put your guns out on the table
Throw your bullets on the floor
This weary old house canít take it anymore
From the ovens in the kitchen
To the chains out in the dirt
Rope hanging in the bedroom
Thatís some of our dirty work

The distant sleeping shadows
That lie out in the yard
The wind that distorts the meanings
Of who we really are
Saluting of ourselves
As we pass by our mirrors
This show of phony adulation
Just masquerades all our fears

So we open up our eyes at midnight
See the setting of the sun
Foundation is crumbling
The inner structureís gone
Used up by corruption
And the passage of time
We hope weíve got some fight left
Cause our children
Our children are dying

So we think that forgiveness
Is a God given right
And equality for all
Is just a waste of our time
With our nickel plated Jesus
Chained around are necks
Handing out verses of scripture
Like we wrote it down ourselves

Respect that we once had
Went up the water spout
Tried to keep it secret
But the secret was found out
Got to thinking high and mighty
Like everything was a lock
Some now say this house
Can be taken without a shot

So the hole gets dug deeper
With every wedding bell
And we sell each other down the road
Until thereís nothing left to sell
And slowly but surely
We disappear without a trace
We point our fingers at each other
And say what the hell happened to this place
Without a shot
Without a shot
Without a shot



10.  Jena

Jena

Written By John Mellencamp

An all white jury hides the executioner's face
See how we are, me and you?
Everyone here needs to know their place
Let's keep this blackbird hidden in the flue

Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Take your nooses down

So what becomes of boys that cannot think straight
Particularly those with paper bag skin
Yes sir, no sir, we'll wipe that smile right off your face
We've got our rules here and you must fit in

Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Take your nooses down

Some day some way sanity will prevail
But who knows when that day might come
A shot in the dark, well it just might find its way
To the hearts of those that hold the keys to kingdom come

Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Oh oh oh Jena
Take those nooses down

Oh oh hey Jena
Oh oh Jena
Oh oh Jena
Take your nooses down

Take those nooses all down



11.  Mean

Mean

Written By John Mellencamp

Iím not following your frame of mind
Complaining about this life all the time
Surely something good here as the world spins by
Could you please stop being so mean

This will never work out thatís what you say
Itís the end of the world again yesterday
When I see you coming at me Iím gonna walk away
You need to stop being so mean

Your outlook is haunting us all
Like the ghost of our love down at the dark end of the hall
If you canít say nothing good then donít say nothing at all
And you need to stop being so mean

Your road seems so narrow to me
Youíre a big boat up the river blowing off steam
My head is spinning from your company
Could you please stop being so mean

Iím not following your frame of mind
Complaining about this life all the time
Surely something good here as the world spins by
Could you please just stop being so mean




The County Fair

Written By John Mellencamp

Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put on quite a show
And made some money
Then left town
Where they went I donít know

Hey all you suckers
I heard a fat woman say
Come on in for fifty cents
You can stay in here all day
So I took a chance
I went inside
Wasnít much there to see
So I asked her for my money back
And she just smiled at me

Saw Princess Tonyika taken off all her clothes
Rode some rides and played some games
Saw the Wild Man from Barneo
There was a black man playing the blues
Talked to some friends I hadnít seen in a while
Through a football through a hoop

Well I saw them loading up their trucks
Taking down the rides
Folding up all the tents
Thereís a full moon in the sky
Some were laughing some were cussing
As they worked
Saw one of them making love
To a local girl

I was minding my own business
It was quarter after two
When a fella walked up and said
Hey man
I remember you
And then he shoved me
And pulled out his knife
Stuck me three times in the chest
And I died that night

For the like of me I canít remember
Who he was
And why heíd put a knife in me
In the dusty parking lot
Everybody said
What a shame it was
But he knew better than staying out
Past twelve oíclock

Some people put no value
On a human life
And there are places we all go
That just ainít safe at night
If somebody would do this to me
They just might do it to you
So be careful where you go
And what you say or do

Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard




For The Children

Written By John Mellencamp

I wish I could give you an answer
As to when life really begins
I wish I could tell you where we went
When our days here come to an end
Wish I could see the future
The same way I see the past
Wish I could draw a conclusion
Why nothing here seems to last

I canít even make a guess
Or an uneducated thought
All I can do here is my best
And be thankful for what weíve got

Why do so many suffer
Oppressed to the end of time
Why does freedom move so slowly
Unable to speak its mind
Some say itís a circle
Others think we live on the wing
Why are promises broken
And some think life donít mean a thing

I canít even make a guess
Or an uneducated thought
All I can do here is my best
And be thankful for what weíve got

I hope you can be a child of life
With big dreams for everyone
And know that dyingís as natural as birth
And our troubles here they donít last long
I have worried about many things
Most of which did not come to pass
Hope you find someone to give you love
And that your love will last

I canít even make a guess
Or an uneducated thought
All I can do here is my best
And be thankful for what weíve got
Weíve got...




A Brand New Song

Written By John Mellencamp

In the sweet belly of the moment
When you realize youíve changed
And everything youíre after
Has gone down the drain
Youíre nothing more than just a drifter
As you walk down your road
Not exactly the picture
You thought youíd be sending home
All these places mean nothing
Itís the people we count on
Here without a purpose
Gone without a song

Yesterday seemed so sudden
Today seems to have no end
So you button up the buttons
Say goodbye to what has been
Those black and white pictures
That file through your veins
Thatís the trouble with the future
It always stays the same
And your prideís been shaken
And those people you count on
Here without a purpose
And gone without a song
Without a song

In the uncertainty of a new day
Opportunity may howl
You hear the voice in a new way
In the past you didnít know how
Youíre old enough to know the difference
Between and enemy and a friend
With the eyes of knowledge upon you
Youíre able to stand up again
Life is always in motion
And thereís new people to count on
Here you may find a purpose
And sing a brand new song

Life is always in motion
New people to count on
Here we find a purpose
To sing a brand new song
Brand new song
Sing a brand new song




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ALBUM DETAILS

Release Date: July 15th, 2008 on Hear Music

ALBUM CREDITS:

All songs written by John Mellencamp
Belmont Mall Publishing (ASCAP). All rights administered by EMI April Music, Inc.

1. LONGEST DAYS
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Andy York Ė Acoustic Guitar
Troy Kinnett Ė Melodica

2. MY SWEET LOVE
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Electric Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars
Dennis Crouch Ė Upright Bass
Dane Clark Ė Drums
Mike Piersante Ė Shaker
Troye Kinnett Ė Piano
Karen Fairchild Ė Background Vocals

3. IF I DIE SUDDEN
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Andy York Ė Electric Guitar, Background Vocals, Percussion
Dane Clark Ė Drums
Mike Wanchic Ė Background Vocals
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitar, Bass
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Troye Kinnett Ė Field Organ, Percussion

4. TROUBLED LAND
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Acoustic and Electric Guitars
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars, 6-String Bass
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Dane Clark Ė Drums, Maracas
Troy Kinnett Ė B-3
Mike Wanchic Ė Background Vocals
Janas Hoyt Ė Background Vocals

5. YOUNG WITHOUT LOVERS
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Andy York Ė Resonator Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars
Troye Kinnett Ė Organ, Piano

6. JOHN COCKERS
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Acoustic Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Dane Clark Ė Suitcase & Tabla, Hi Hat, Shaker
Troye Kinnett Ė Accordion
Miriam Sturm Ė Violin

7. DONíT NEED THIS BODY
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Karen Fairchild Ė Background Vocals
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars
John Gunnell ĖUpright Bass

8. A RIDE BACK HOME
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Karen Fairchild Ė Vocal Duet
Andy York Ė Acoustic Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars, Bari Guitar
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Dane Clark Ė Drums
Troye Kinnett Ė Piano

9. WITHOUT A SHOT
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Electric Guitars, Mandolin
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Troye Kinnett Ė Field Organ
Dane Clark ĖTambourine

10. JENA
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Andy York Ė Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Background Vocals
Mike Wanchic Ė Background Vocals
T Bone Burnett Ė Bass, Electric Guitar
Dane Clark Ė Drums
Troye Kinnett Ė Field Organ

11. MEAN
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Acoustic Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitars
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Troye Kinnett Ė Piano, Field Organ, B-3

12. COUNTY FAIR
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitar, 6-String Bass
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Dane Clark Ė Drums
Troye Kinnett Ė B-3

13. FOR THE CHILDREN
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Karen Fairchild Ė Vocal Duet
Andy York Ė Bass
T Bone Burnett Ė Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitars

14. A BRAND NEW SONG
John Mellencamp Ė Vocals
Andy York Ė Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
T Bone Burnett Ė Electric Guitars
John Gunnell Ė Upright Bass
Troye Kinnett Ė Piano, Melodica, Field Organ

PRODUCTION CREDITS:

PRODUCED BY T BONE BURNETT

Recorded and Mixed by Mike Piersante

Recorded at Belmont Mall, Nashville, IN and Electro Magnetic Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Additional Recording on ďMy Sweet LoveĒ by Matt Andrews at Sound Emporium Studios, Nashville, TN and Paul Mahern & Michael Stucker at Belmont Mall, Nashville, IN
Additional Recording on ďDonít Need This BodyĒ by Emile Kelman at Electro Magnetic
Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Mixed at Electro Magnetic Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Editing Ė Jason Wormer
Assistant Engineers Ė Scott Davis, Emile Kelman
Technical Engineer Ė Michael Stucker
Guitar Technicians Ė Paul Ackling, Brett Allen
Mastered by Gavin Lurssen at Lurssen Mastering, Hollywood, CA
Production Coordinator/Contractor Ė Ivy Skoff
Production Assistant Ė Lisa Surber

Management Ė Hoffman Entertainment

Photography Ė Elaine Mellencamp © 2008
Art Direction Ė Elaine Mellencamp, Tommy Steele
Design Ė Tommy Steele

Karen Fairchild appears courtesy of Little Big Town and Equity Music Group

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