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SAD CLOWNS & HILLBILLIES

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Headed south to work a pipeline
Make some cash while in the meantime
Baby jumped a bird and flew away

Lordy, Lordy, my, my mind's achin'
Drunk and down and out and makin' time
With anything that comes my way

Staggered to the Greyhound station
L.A. ma'am my destination
Put me on that dog take me away

Mobile blue Lord, I can't make it
Got me down Lord, I can't take it
Here in Alabama for one more day

Lord I called a friend in Frisco Lord
He said baby's in L.A.
Here I am in Alabama and two thousand miles away
Lord I got them mobile blues today

Aw I left her back in Frisco, Lord
She begged me not to go
I know somebody must have told her
That I travel and I lie

That they saw me drunk in mobile
With some wired up chick from Jacksonville
And brother did we look like we could fly

I staggered to the Greyhound station
L.A. ma'am my destination
Put me on that dog take me away
I got them mobile blues today
I got them mobile blues today




Written By John Mellencamp

In the battle of angels
On a street that we call home
And the way that we treat each other
Weíll walk down that street alone
Take a lover and a stranger
As we lie in each otherís arms
And our word is good for nothing
Brought our world only harm

Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, in the battle of angels
Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, in the battle of angels

You know our lives are full of shadows
With one foot out the door
Trying to satisfy our hungers
And devouring our souls

Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, battle of angels
Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, battle of angels

Here in the battle of angels
Out on this horizon line
With our romantic notions
And our tongues that tell lies
We keep the barbwire between us
Weíre just kidding ourselves
Our pistoleros well hidden
Soaring away from everything else

Battle of Angels
Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, battle of angels
In the battle of Angels
Oooooh, Ooh Ooooooh, battle of angels



3.  Grandview

Just an old country boy wearing my Osh-Kosh boots
Walked by the trailer factory every day on my way to school
Early on in life the only thing I wanted to do
Was to buy me a trailer and move it down to Grandview

Got out of high school, got on at Whirlpool
Bought me a car, two guitars and everything
Me and Patty were falling in love, before the summer was through
I started thinkiní about trailers and high lots in Grandview

Well, it was a scorchiní summer night
We just left the Dairy Bar
We was sittiní out on Ridgeland Road in the front seat of my car
I said Patty, ďif you marry me babe,Ē Iíll take good care of you
Iíll buy a brand new trailer and move it down to Grandview

She said, ďAh, your wedding song, it sounds real niceĒ
And I could sure get off on sleepiní with you at night
But Iíll tell you what baby
If you want me, what you gotta do
I want a brick home like my motherís,
I ainít moviní down to Grandview

Thatís what she told meÖ.

Thereís been a lot of years, a lot of debt, a lot of pain
Our youngest babyís moviní out
When she gets married next spring
Soon as the bash is over, Iíll tell you what Iím going to do
I got my trailer picked out, gonna move it down to Grandview

I got this 28 by 70, doublewide
We could slide it on in there honey
Chock those wheels real good
I want it settiní nice and level
Back it on in there boys
And donít get no mud on my front porch
Cause the son of a bitch is brand spankiní new baby

Stick it into Grandview
Stick it into Grandview
Stick it into Grandview
Slide it on in there honey




I close my eyes
and think of you
Your smiling face
and that heart so true
I could close my eyes
and see the sun setting on you

Spirit takes me
back in time
A sweeter place
Was yours and mine
I just close my eyes
See the sun setting on you

Youíll always be the one Iíd choose
a million kisses and I love yous
Oh and I, I just close my eyes and see the sun setting on you

Leaves piled on the ground
Winterís coming on cold and long
Miss you so much babe
Hey but youíre still gone
I just close my eyes, see the sun setting on you

My fingers combing thru your hair
You took my hand and swore youíd always be there
Oh and I, I just close my eyes and see the sun setting on you

Baby, I just close my eyes and see the sun setting on you




Written By John Mellencamp

My words donít know the truth
They flutter as I speak
The sickness I feel under my belt
Is the disdain I have for me
Iíve asked you to stand tall
But itís me whoís fallen down
A better man Iíd like to be
But I canít find my way home now

So what kind of man am I?
Who never looked up to see the sky
And every word I say
Has come back to haunt me every day
So here I stand alone
Crippled on my cane
The coward Iíve become
The loser in the game

These eyes you see are masked
By a thin veneer of tears
And who would have known that such a small task
Would have compromised all these years
ĎCause a liarís guilt is a liarís fate
And man, thatís just the facts
For those too weak to tell the truth
Into darkness youíll be cast

So what kind of man am I?
Who never looked up to see the sky
And every word I say
Has come back to haunt me every day
And here I stand alone
Crippled on my cane
The coward Iíve become
The loser in the game

Angels are flying with you tonight
Youíd better not let them go
ĎCause if you do Iíd hate to think
Of what your fate could be
Speak your mind, tell what you know
And set your soul free

 So what kind of man am I?
Who never looked up to see the sky
ďSpeak your heartĒ . . . Here I stand alone
Crippled on my cane
The coward Iíve become
ďSet us freeĒ . . . The loser in the game




Written By John Mellencamp

I see the rain fall past the tower
Iím the late night call-in show
Iím 50,000 watts of power
All night talk radio

They call from Maine to California
Broken hearts that fought so long
And through this night will share a lover
All night talk radio

How could so many be so lonely
Hands pressed cold against the phone
Beyond the stars does someone hear them
On the all night talk radio

They speak of homes betrayed and broken
Part-time jobs and unpaid loans
Join the cry beyond the voices
All night talk radio
What are a thousand points of light now
(Where are the thousand points of light now)
To warm a hundred thousand million souls
The truth cries out across the darkness
All night talk radio

How could so many be so lonely
Hands pressed cold against the phone
Beyond the stars does someone hear them
On the all night talk radio

I see the rain fall past the tower
Iím the late night call-in show
Iím 50,000 watts of power
All night talk radio

How could so many be so lonely
Hands pressed cold against the phone
Beyond the stars does someone hear them
On the all night talk radio
On the all night talk radio




Sugar Hill, Sugar Hill Mountain
Where thereís bubblegum and cigarette trees
Sugar Hill, Sugar Hill Mountain
Feel the spring breeze
And do what you please

To see the world
From Sugar Hill Mountain
Most beautiful sight
You ever did see
And thereís no clocks
On Sugar Hill Mountain
Only time for you and me

Bridge 1:
If thereís something that you need
Of course, itís gratis
Money donít mean a thing
And if you fall in love
Thatís easy to do
ĎCause every day is spring
(And thatís just for starters)

Bridge 2:
You couldnít find a better place in this world
No matter how hard you tried
The cops are always friendly
And you can sleep as late as you want
And thereís always an extra piece of pie
(While youíre laziní on a rainbow)

Sugar Hill, Sugar Hill Mountain
Where thereís bubblegum and cigarette trees
Sugar Hill, Sugar Hill Mountain
Feel the spring breeze
And do what you please


Written By John Mellencamp

She's colorful and crazy
And you think she's broken-hearted
The sadness of the world
Is where the conversation started
But you want to be with her
'Cause you think that you can save her
But she likes the way she is
And says that's the way God made her
But you know that you can't love her
With a love that lasts forever
So you hold her so closely
'Cause you know that you are blind

She takes you many places
So you go there together
The rideís always stormy
But you're sure it will get better
And she touches you so softly
Sometimes you can barely feel her
Then she tells you she's your lover
But your mind, it knows better
And just when you want to leave her
She brings you into her body
And your head goes to spinnin'
And you know that you are blind

So maybe tomorrow
She'll be gone forever
It's always her favor
If you'll be together
And it's hard to imagine
That she is only human
But she's really no different
Than any other woman
But you'd carry her forever
No matter what the distance
Because you believe her
And you know that you are blind




Written By John Mellencamp

I had a come to Jesus revelation
In a blinding light I met my soulís salvation
My feet don't falter my limbs don't ache
Through the waterless land of the thorns and the snake
I could taste the freedom in the back a my throat
My burdens too heavy for me to tote
So I Fell to my knees I dug a hole down deep
Dropped íem in a bottomless pit for the Devil to keep

No angels heard what I said
i got an urgent message from a voice inside my head
I can suddenly see the good and bad of both sides of me
Down the road to Damascus Road

The righteous and evil are Godís creation
Humanityís filled with this combination
But my faith wonít waiver my spirit wide awake
Iím Glory bound now with every step I take
Iíve been changed forever when I came to believe
Grace in forgiveness given to me
Like a force of nature cross this wide n wicked land
Wonít cha hear the message and decide on which side you stand

No angels heard what I said
i got an urgent message from a voice inside my head
I can suddenly see the good and bad of both sides of me
Down the road to Damascus Road

No angels heard what I said
i got an urgent message from a voice inside my head
I can suddenly see the good and bad of both sides of me
Down the road to Damascus Road




Everybody's laughin' at the Early Bird Cafť
I've been hidden there since yesterday, and I believe I've lost my way
Charlotte's there in organdy, and Billy's there in suede
Thereís money in their pockets, and all the dues are paid
There's wine on every table, and food on every plate
Well I hope I get there pretty soon, before it gets too late

Someone asked me what time it was Ė and I, told him it was now
He asked me just what that might mean, but time would not allow
So I gave away my watch to a passing businessman
Well I hope he understands it now Ė cause I've done the best I can
It was getting early, so I rushed away from there
With that ancient earth beneath my feet
And new dust in my hair

Well I ran on down the road a while, to the other side of town
My clothes were gettin' wrinkled, and my socks were fallin' down
But I could not stop to pull them up, for fear that I'd be late
So I kept on runnin' down the road until I saw the gate Ė
Of the Early Bird Cafe, glowin' golden like the sun
Everybody kept on singing, saying:
"Come on in, we've just begun !"

So I went right in, and I set right down, and I ordered up some wine
The talk was fast & clever, and the women all were fine
Charlotte asked me where I'd been with her jade and ivory eyes
I told her I'd been hung up, with some begger in disguise
Well she laughed like temple bells,
Kissed me on the cheek and said:
" You know it's hard to be alive sometimes.......
but it's easy.........
to be dead!"



11.  Sad Clowns

Written by John Mellencamp

Well I donít wait on women
I donít open doors
Iím not much of a gentleman
And by the way, I keep score
So if you are thinking
Youíre sitting on top of the world with me
Baby, youíd better think again

I donít care for girls
Who give compliments to themselves
How glamorous they are
And how theyíre really something else
Iíve been taken in
By women like that before
So baby, youíd better think again

I could be more accommodating
But somehow itís lost on me
And all this useless talking
About how itís going to be
Iíll come along for the ride
And this sad clown company
Hey baby, youíd better think again

Well Iím about as dependable
As a drunkard who needs a drink
Have no real interest
In what you might say or think
But I got the ice cubes
To pour you a drink
Baby, youíd better think again

I could be more accommodating
But somehow itís lost on me
And all this useless talking
About how itís going to be
Iíll come along for the ride
And your sad clowncompany
But baby, youíd better think again

Iíd like to apologize
For all my shortcomings now
And sure, I get lonely
But I get over it somehow
Iím not exactly a young girlís dream
Cause you figured that out by now
So baby, youíd better think again
Hey baby, youíd better think again




Well Iíve got a house, way up in the sky
Yes, I got a house, way up in the sky
Life may be dreary, but I can still sing
Fly up to heaven
On my soul wings

Well my soul Lord
My soulís got wings
My load is heavy
But I can still sing
Climb up my mountain
Walk on my sea
Fly up to heaven
On my soulís wings

Well Iíve got a house, way up in the sky
Yes, I got a house, way up in the sky
Life may be dreary, but I can still sing
Fly up to heaven
On my soul wings

So full of joy now, donít know what to say
Kneel at my bedside, each night to pray
Sleep on my pillow, all night I dream
Gonna fly up to heaven
On my soulís wings

Wake up in the morning, way up in the sun
Work for my Lord, Ďtil my workís done
Night time I stop, to count my good deeds
Fly up to heaven
On my soulís wings

Well Iíve got a house, way up in the sky
Yes, I got a house, way up in the sky
Life may be dreary, but I can still sing
Fly up to heaven
On my soul wings

Fly up to heaven
On my soul wings

Fly up to heaven
On my soul wings




Written By John Mellencamp

Here's an easy target
With just one quiet pop
Shot to hell anyway
No reason to stop
In the streets and the gutters
The cotton fields in this land
Here's an easy target
With a trigger, in your hand

So, Black lives matter
Who we trying to kid
Here's an easy target
Don't matter, never did
Crosses burning
Such a long time ago
400 years and we still don't, let it go

well let the poor be damned
And the easy targets too
All are created equal
Equally beneath me and you
Children crying
Under the time-keeping sun
The war on the easy targets
We won't ever, get this done

Easy targets
All along the avenue
Living here in Sucker Town,
Baby me and you
Behind the bars
To keep each other apart
Easy targets
Our Country's broken heart
Our Country's broken heart



John Mellencampís 23rd full-length album, Sad Clowns & Hillbillies, featuring Carlene Carter, returns Mellencamp to the musical eclecticism that is, itself, a reflection of his wide-ranging musings on life. Sad Clowns & Hillbillies showcases a poet who has wisely used the years between youth and the present day to become an absolute of master of songwriting and interpretation. That passion and experience resonates most beautifully in this showcase of his music. Sad Clowns & Hillbillies is set for release April 28, 2017 from Republic Records.

 

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