Can of Worms - Audio CD
Album Credits
Can of Worms is my first studio album - released in 1998. I am joined by Michael Hughes on guitar & dobro. Kathy Slack helped me on vocal harmony. Josh Tardy plays sax on Those Were the Times. Paul Fackler plays fiddle on Mary's Waltz. I recorded this album on an 8-Track Tascam Portastudio cassette recorder in Topsham, Maine. The album was mastered in Cape Elizabeth, ME.
1. Feed the Fire (Cast Iron)
Bed of coals, burning bright
Stoke it up and she will go all night
Cast Iron, glowing red
Damp her down or you might burn up instead
Sparks shoot up from this old Jotul stove
Find the phone, ring the bell
Dial 911 she is hot as hell
She was gone and so was my pick-up truck
I should have known about her game
I guess I got burned by an old flame
Stoke it up and she will go all night
Cast Iron, glowing red
Damp her down or you might burn up instead
I’ve got fuel, she’s got fire
Fill me up with desire
Come on, let’s feed the fire
Breathing hard, blowing smokeFill me up with desire
Come on, let’s feed the fire
Sparks shoot up from this old Jotul stove
Find the phone, ring the bell
Dial 911 she is hot as hell
Chorus
It was cold, when I woke upShe was gone and so was my pick-up truck
I should have known about her game
I guess I got burned by an old flame
Chorus
2. Restless Heart
There’s a guy I’ve known, for a long, long time
Still on his own, chasing what he hopes to find
Like his women, he keeps no home too long
At signs of boredom, he plans his depart
Kept her distance, she was nobody’s fool
Men tried to love her, but she could not choose
I hear she’s the same, single and apart
I live in a little town
Though it’s better in many ways
I still have restless days
Still on his own, chasing what he hopes to find
Like his women, he keeps no home too long
At signs of boredom, he plans his depart
He’s gotta, gotta restless heart
I knew a waitress, working her way through schoolKept her distance, she was nobody’s fool
Men tried to love her, but she could not choose
I hear she’s the same, single and apart
She’s gotta, gotta restless heart
And me I’ve settled downI live in a little town
Though it’s better in many ways
I still have restless days
I've gotta, gotta restless heart
3. Now I'm 40
Now I’m 40, I must pick and choose
Got no time to play these cards and loose
Now I’m 40, I have different rules
I don’t stay up all night with a bunch of fools
I hid my heart and knocked it out of joint
When I was 30, love still seemed unreal
I guess I hadn’t learned how to really feel
I barely have the time to make them last
Now I’m 40, my life is half gone
I am trying to undo what I did wrong
Got no time to play these cards and loose
Now I’m 40, I have different rules
I don’t stay up all night with a bunch of fools
Now I’m 40, I can laugh and cry
I don’t care who’s got the answers why
When I was 20, I would miss the pointI don’t care who’s got the answers why
I hid my heart and knocked it out of joint
When I was 30, love still seemed unreal
I guess I hadn’t learned how to really feel
Now I’m 40, I feel more at ease
I know exactly how I have to please
Now I’m 40, the years go by so fastI know exactly how I have to please
I barely have the time to make them last
Now I’m 40, my life is half gone
I am trying to undo what I did wrong
Chorus
4. Running Away (from Love)
I used to be my own man
Played in a band every weekend
But since our life shattered
Nothing’s matter and I’ve felt scattered
You get a gold ring or time in Sing, Sing
And I’ve been through the ringer
Like a blues singer, a real hum dinger
Played in a band every weekend
But since our life shattered
Nothing’s matter and I’ve felt scattered
I am running, running away
Running away from yesterday
I’ve been running, running away from love
Love is such a strange thingRunning away from yesterday
I’ve been running, running away from love
You get a gold ring or time in Sing, Sing
And I’ve been through the ringer
Like a blues singer, a real hum dinger
Chorus
5. Those Were the Times
We were so young when we first met
So complicated but with no limits set
I did not distinguish between love and sex
You’ll have to forgive me, I’d paid for those crimes
But still you suffer ‘cause you’re sentenced to love
Would you be happy if I had married you?
‘Cause now it’s just anger clouding your view
So complicated but with no limits set
I did not distinguish between love and sex
With all the freedom
And none of the fear
Those were the times
I know I caused you, pain many timesAnd none of the fear
Those were the times
You’ll have to forgive me, I’d paid for those crimes
But still you suffer ‘cause you’re sentenced to love
Chorus
Won’t you tell me, what I should doWould you be happy if I had married you?
‘Cause now it’s just anger clouding your view
Chorus
6. The Back Way
And head down the Interstate highway
I know where I’m going but I still get lost
Ain’t life just like a road map
And head back up the same old highway
I do the driving and my car does the work
Lost in a dream, I roll home
Pot holes and icy curves
Frost heaves will jar your nerves
But as long as I’ve got the time of day
I’ll take the back way
Every morning I get up and hop in my carFrost heaves will jar your nerves
But as long as I’ve got the time of day
I’ll take the back way
And head down the Interstate highway
I know where I’m going but I still get lost
Ain’t life just like a road map
Chorus
Every evening I walk out and hop in my carAnd head back up the same old highway
I do the driving and my car does the work
Lost in a dream, I roll home
Chorus
7. Still Cressey (After All These Years)
When I was a young boy, my mother said to me
Don’t be like your father, he’s no good - can’t you see
My dad was a gambler and he liked to drink a bit
He also had a temper and she had enough of it
There I learned my manners and how to use my arms
I was such a good boy, I did well in school
But then I heard the Beatles and threw out all the rules
I did what I had to but rock ‘n roll took the lead
And now some years later, I have raised my means
Though I live a straight life, the trouble is in my jeans
Don’t be like your father, he’s no good - can’t you see
My dad was a gambler and he liked to drink a bit
He also had a temper and she had enough of it
She had her fears
He’s still Cressey after all these years
So she up and left him, went back to the farmHe’s still Cressey after all these years
There I learned my manners and how to use my arms
I was such a good boy, I did well in school
But then I heard the Beatles and threw out all the rules
She had good ideas
But I’m still Cressey after all these years
So then I went to college, to learn to succeedBut I’m still Cressey after all these years
I did what I had to but rock ‘n roll took the lead
And now some years later, I have raised my means
Though I live a straight life, the trouble is in my jeans
You know what I fear
I’m still Cressey after all these years
I’m still Cressey after all these years
8. Love's Black Hole
Where were you when, into love you fell
Who were you with, do you know them still
What did you feel, deep in your heart
Did you lose control, down in love’s black hole
You once shone so bright, like Super nova light
But she got too close, to what she could not see
It swallowed her soul, love’s deep, dark hole
Who were you with, do you know them still
What did you feel, deep in your heart
Did you lose control, down in love’s black hole
Love’s black hole
Twinkle little star, wonder where you areYou once shone so bright, like Super nova light
But she got too close, to what she could not see
It swallowed her soul, love’s deep, dark hole
Love’s black hole
Love’s black hole
Love’s black hole
Love’s black hole
Love’s black hole
9. Never Wrong
What you see is what you get
But you ain’t seen nothing yet
If all is fair in love and war
Then why are you keeping score?
If you’re feeling no pain
Then tell me where’s the gain
Where there’s guts, there is glory
But I can tell you another story
I may not always be right
But I’m sure never wrong
I never learned how to fight
But I can sing you a song
But you ain’t seen nothing yet
If all is fair in love and war
Then why are you keeping score?
If you’re feeling no pain
Then tell me where’s the gain
Where there’s guts, there is glory
But I can tell you another story
I may not always be right
But I’m sure never wrong
I never learned how to fight
But I can sing you a song
10. All the Time (in the World)
No itinerary that I must meet
I’m not part of a corporate merger
I’m not a member of the elite
I don’t have much that I can sell you
I don’t have much that I can buy
All I got is warm, tender loving
And just a little to get you high
My hot tub is just a bath
I’ve never been a frequent flyer
And I flunked college level math
I’ve got all of the time in the world
I’ve got all of the time in the world
I got all the time in the world for you
There’s no big deals on my horizonI’ve got all of the time in the world
I got all the time in the world for you
No itinerary that I must meet
I’m not part of a corporate merger
I’m not a member of the elite
I don’t have much that I can sell you
I don’t have much that I can buy
All I got is warm, tender loving
And just a little to get you high
Chorus
My car has no turbo engineMy hot tub is just a bath
I’ve never been a frequent flyer
And I flunked college level math
Chorus
11. Blue for Jerry
12. Mary's Waltz