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1. |
Probably Not
03:24
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PROBABLY NOT
Words and music by Brad Creel
I met a gorgeous woman, she was young and smart
With a body like a pin up girl, she wanted my heart
She called upon me one eve, wearing a naughty dress
She asked to could come over and help her move her chest
Probably not I said probably not
I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock
I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway
probably not… not today.
A man of many fortunes I sat with and drank tea
He offered me a real job with responsibility
He handed me the contract, ‘twas rather large quote
So I took out my ball point pen and on the dotted line I wrote…
Probably not I said probably not
I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock
I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway
probably not… not today.
I like laying down and sleeping in
While staring out the window, you can see my grin.
I received an invitation to a party
It said black tie and champagne and RSVP
I thought about the party as I laid down on my bed
Then I picked up the phone and this is what I said…
Probably not I said probably not
I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock
I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway
probably not… not today.
Probably not I said probably not
I’ve got better things to do like sit and watch the clock
I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway
probably not… not today.
I like day dreaming and if I didn’t anyway
probably not… not today.
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Pickin' Up the Pieces
02:47
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Picking up the Pieces
Words and music by Brad Creel and Jim Schumont
It’s Saturday night
And I’m picking up the pieces
I’m picking up the pieces
While I’m waiting for you
You said you’d be back
And now it’s morning
And now it’s morning
My watch says two
Once you said that you loved me
And you said that you’d be true
Now I’m left here
Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Without you
Before you left
We was fighting
We was fighting
You said we’re through
You slammed that door
Went out drinking
Went out drinking
And left me here to stew
Once you said that you loved me
And you said that you’d be true
Now I’m left here
Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Without you
Suns coming up
That roosters crowing
That roosters crowing
What do I do.
And now your gone
Kids been crying
Kids been crying
The whole night through
Once you said that you loved me
And you said that you’d be true
Now I’m left here
Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Without you
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THREE WOMEN AND FIFTEEN BREAKUPS
Words and Music by Brad Creel
Three women and fifteen breakups
Fifteen breakups and three women
The first five were with Caroline
Me and Mary, we made it to ten
Then on to fifteen with sweet Christine
And now I’m alone again
How do you get fifteen breakups
With three women and just one man
Well, Caroline moved to New Jersey
That was breakup number one
And then there’s the standard number two
“Baby, this ain’t no fun”
“It’s not you it’s me”, was number three
And four was about the time with my friends
But the way I drive was number five that really did us in.
Number six was with Mary, ‘cause I never been to mass
Seven was the communion wine by the bottle and not the glass
Number eight was the old, “Let’s just date.”
And nine, “You’re too good for me.”
And fellas remember my number ten, put down that toilet seat
Eleven was with Christine, so we found a couples therapist
Twelve was the first session I accidentally missed
Thirteen was when I made a scene
And at fourteen she told me to chill
Fifteen was when I picked up the mail and saw the therapy bill.
Three women and fifteen breakups
Fifteen breakups and three women
The first five were with Caroline
Me and Mary, we made it to ten
Then on to fifteen with sweet Christine
And now I’m alone again
How do you get fifteen breakups
With three women and just one man
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Empty Pages
03:00
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EMPTY PAGES
Words and music by Brad Creel
It’s just… empty pages since you left me
Even though we couldn’t get along
I wrote hits about our tragedies
Now it’s just empty pages since your gone
My first hit, it went to number one
It’s about the time you were running ‘round
And then when you started drinking
I was gigging all over town
It’s just… empty pages since you left me
Even though we couldn’t get along
I wrote hits about our tragedies
Now it’s just empty pages since your gone
How about that song about the bar
Where you went and kicked me in shin
That song made me a star
First you broke my leg then I broke the top ten
It’s just… empty pages since you left me
Even though we couldn’t get along
I wrote hits about our tragedies
Now it’s just empty pages since your gone
So please come back for your style of loving
Break my heart and do it again
I feel a song coming it’s a good one
Baby make me write another gem
It’s just… empty pages since you left me
Even though we couldn’t get along
I wrote hits about our tragedies
Now it’s just empty pages since your gone
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Chutes and Ladders
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CHUTES AND LADDERS
Words and music by Brad Creel
When I was young I used to play games with others
And then I grew older and I met my true lover
Together we climbed that tree and ate apples by the score
And ever since we fell, she just left me wanting more
The fruit it tastes so good, the fruit was all that mattered
Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders
Once I climbed to the top, and we had ourselves a home
But then I lost my job and I couldn’t pay the lone
I put my future in the hands of other men
Now I was wondering if you could help a friend?
The money it tastes so good, the money was all that mattered
Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders
And when I get my chance to start over again
I’ll take the time to figure out where it all went
Once we were in love
But our dreams they just got shattered
Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders
The dreams they taste so good, the dreams are all that mattered
Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders
Whenever I get my chance it’s chutes and ladders.
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6. |
When He's Not Home
03:58
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WHEN HE’S NOT HOME
Words and music by Brad Creel
On Friday me and Johnnie, we go out for drinks
And when I pick him up Linda’s at the kitchen sink
And I ask her, “Linda, how’s your day?”
But there’s always so much more I’d like to say.
And the Tip Top is crowded for a Friday night
And our bartender knows that something just ain’t right.
And Johnnie, good old Johnnie, he sure loves his wife
And I’d give anything for one day of his life.
When I drink too much whiskey, I know my friend will drive
And if someone knocks me down, Johnnie helps me with a fight
But while we’re out drinking, Linda’s all alone
You know I can’t help thinking about her when he’s not home.
You stopped by one time and I was all alone
We talked about the weather and watched a TV show
We talked a little more and then you said goodbye
And then you held me in your arms as I started to cry.
When I drink too much whiskey, I know my friend will drive
And if someone knocks me down, Johnnie helps me with a fight
But while we’re out drinking, Linda’s all alone
You know I can’t help thinking about her when he’s not home.
The years went by and Johnnie, now he has two kids
And Linda makes a great mom, just like I knew she would
And these days, me and Johnnie, we don’t talk so much
With our busy lives I guess we kind of lost touch.
And the Tip Top is crowded for a Friday night
And our bartender knows that something just ain’t right
And Johnnie, good old Johnnie, he sure loves his wife
And I’d give anything for one day of his life
And I’d give anything for one day of his life.
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7. |
Same Old Songs
04:00
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SAME OLD SONG
Words and music by Brad Creel
I have heard the colors of a song
And I have played this old guitar
I can still sing a lullaby
Or even whistle a few bars
It’s the same old chords
It’s the same old timing
It’s the same old verse
With the same old rhyming
You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through
It’s the same old same old without you
And when the geese fly south
It reminds me of last fall
When you said your last goodbye
And you told me not to call
It’s the same old birds
It’s the same old season
It’s the same old words
With the same old reason
You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through
It’s the same old same old without you.
It’s the same old song
It’s the same old blues
It’s the same old story
With the same old news
You know baby I’ve been thinking since we’re through
It’s the same old same old without you
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8. |
Fireproof Heart
02:56
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FIREPROOF HEART
Words and music by Brad Creel
Well, I've been burned
Like a barn going down
Red flames all around
This time I won't come apart
Cause I'll be wearing a fireproof heart
Well, I've been damned
She walked without saying
Now I'm on my knees praying
Help me so I don't come apart
And give me a fireproof heart
Fireproof heart, Fireproof heart
A double wall of silence
Where this flame can never start.
This time love won’t burn me
This time I'll be smart
From now on I'll be wearing a... fireproof heart
Well, I've been torn
She said this is the end
It won't happen again,
I feel like I might come apart
So give me a fireproof heart
Each time we get close, that's when I start to roast
And tears put out those eager flames
I build it up again, but then the pressure sends
Me crying out for rain, and I've…
Been blamed
Well, I know her love's just a token
But she left me hot and smoking
I would rather feel nothing than come apart
From now on I'll be keeping a fireproof heart.
Fireproof heart, Fireproof heart
A double wall of silence
Where this flame can never start.
This time love won’t burn me
This time I'll be smart
From now on I'll be wearing a... fireproof heart
... I’ve been burned
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When the Morning Comes
02:16
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WHEN THE MORNING COMES
Words and music by Brad Creel
I’ll be here next to you, when the morning comes
Be here to keep you warm, and hold you in my arms
I’m not waiting for you to wake, or for the rising sun
I’m just a man in love, when the morning comes
And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know
I’ll still be here with you, when the morning goes
And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know
I’ll still be here for you
I’ll make up a lover’s tune, when the morning comes
And touch your cheek so gently, and whisper you’re the one
And tease you with my kisses, and love you when I’m done
I’m just grateful fool when the morning comes
And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know
I’ll still be here with you, when the morning goes
And when that morning comes, and empty sheets are all I know
I’ll still be here for you,
I’ll still be here for you,
I’ll still be here for you.
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10. |
Without the Wine
03:49
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WITHOUT THE WINE
Words and music by Brad Creel
I got your letter this morning
You know it came right on time
But I’m afraid to open the damn thing
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
It’s been a years since I moved out
And started walking that straight line
Maybe someday I’ll be back
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
I’ve been working a regular job
I rise early and catch the number nine
I know I can still get me some easy money
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
I got me a wife now and baby
Man that little girl can shine
Sure I could walk away any day
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
I bet Johnny’s getting big now
Tell him I’m hope he’s doing fine
Sometimes I just try to forget
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
I want to say that I’m sorry
For treating you two so unkind
I don’t get so angry anymore
I can’t do it without the wine
I can’t do it without the wine
So how you doing lately
I must admit, you’ve been on my mind
I wrote you a letter this morning
And I sent it without the wine
And I sent it without the wine
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Walkin' Shoes
03:28
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WALKIN’ SHOES
Words and music by Brad Creel
Yesterday, I found out you’ve been keeping
Him on the side, in case I didn’t do
Two men and one heart ads up to cheating
That’s why I’m putting on these walking shoes
Walking shoes…
Just watch me do them… walking out blues…
And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do
But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you.
You said all you wanted baby was true love
But words alone don’t make love true
If a decision is what your afraid of
Then I’ll make it easy with these here walking shoes
Walking shoes…
Just watch me do them… walking out blues…
And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do
But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you.
I lie awake and think about what happened
Pull out your picture even though were through
It’s the he same old song, sure is a sad one
Alone again, in these here walking shoes
Walking shoes…
Just watch me do them… walking out blues…
And when I quit drinking, I thought that was hard to do
But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you.
But it ain’t nothing compared to walking out on you.
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12. |
Life Starts at Forty
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LIFE STARTS AT 40
I turned forty so I wrote this song
Some are scared to turn forty, but they got it all wrong
I’m telling you it’s all right
And I sleep better at night
Take it from me, life starts at forty.
They say you’ve got to exercise every day
Eat right, go to work, and don’t stay up too late
Drink lots of green tea
And then get up at night and go pee
And that’s why life starts at forty.
I traded in the mushrooms and marijuana
For a prescription of Vicadin and Viagra
I ran out of people to blame
And my back hurts when it rains
That’s why life starts at forty.
Well you know the mountains keep getting bigger
And those problems they keep getting smaller
I still I catch the late show
I just take a nap before I go
That’s why life starts at forty.
I traded in the mushrooms and marijuana
For a prescription of Vicadin and Viagra
I ran out of people to blame
And my back hurts when it rains
That’s why life starts at forty
They say half your age plus seven years that makes the perfect mate
So I found myself a twenty seven year old and took her on a date
I’ve decided not to give it another try
Because she really pissed me off when she called me “hot old guy”
I’m still searching for the meaning of life
But I know it’s a not a car, house, or beautiful wife
Just open your heart and hands
To your family and your friends
And life will starts at forty
And life will start at forty.
You got to open your heart and hands
To your family and your friends
And life will starts at forty
And life will start at forty.
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13. |
The Outdoorsman Song
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THE OUTDOORSMAN SONG
Words and music by Brad Creel
Cities are lonely places, with their people and their scenes
They don’t understand my muddy boots and old blue jeans
Just give me the mountains and a six of PBR
My old friends and this here guitar
Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning
We’ve got a lot of songs ahead
Oh, Outdoorsman, take a hit and pass it to a friend
Most folks go to dinner parties, and fancy affairs
I party in a van with a bumper sticker of dancing bears
Everyone’s chained to their houses in their quiet neighborhoods
You know you don’t need a mortgage when you shit in the woods
Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning
We’ve got a lot of songs ahead
Oh, Outdoorsman, take a sip and pass it to a friend
I can play anything as long as it’s in G
And I can do everything as long as it’s free
Don’t ask me to do something that isn’t fun
That my friend is un-out-doors-man
Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning
We’ve got a lot of songs ahead.
Oh, Outdoorsman, take a lick and pass it to a friend
Oh, Outdoorsman, keep the fire burning
We’ve got a lot of songs ahead
Oh, Outdoorsman, take a sip and pass it to a friend.
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Brad Creel Portland, Oregon
Lava Lamp Country is a place where Gram Parsons and John Prine are constantly spinning on the turntable, Cher frolics with
Bigfoot in the backyard, the lights are low, and the lava lamps flow.
Lava Lamp Country is also the new album by BRAD CREEL & THE REEL DEEL, their fourth, as well as the musical genre that they practice.
“Gifted with the pen, punchline, and guitar”
– Portland Mercury
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