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Wheels Won't Roll

by Barak Hill

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1.
I like the sound of heartache Write what I know and I know it so well Pay attention when my heart breaks Another story to tell I love how hard the sun shines Makes me sweat, makes me close my eyes Night leaves me longing for daylight Daylight eases my mind Write this down Word for word ‘til I get it out Write this down Heartache makes the sweetest sound I feel like leaving this to heaven But I’ll carry it as long as I can Do my best for those that follow To find a way without a plan Write this down Word for word ‘til I get it out Write this down Heartache makes the sweetest sound
2.
Once I was a hurricane I owned the wind, I owned the rain Drowned the sun and sky for days Oh once I was a hurricane Once I was a rattlesnake Leave me be, just walk away I was full of pain, I shook with rage Oh once I was a rattlesnake Once I was a house on fire I burned down walls with my desire Tore down the roof to see the sky Oh once I was a house on fire I am just a man these days My stories all are caught and tamed There is no cause to be afraid Oh I am just a man these days There is no cause to be afraid Oh I am just a man these days
3.
Thirty-Three 02:18
A dozen years since twenty-one Look at how far I’ve come Surprised at how easily The road rolls out in back of me But nothing’s set my soul on fire Like the spark between you and I Scared to think what we could have done If I was smarter at twenty-one Feeling old at thirty-three I’ve packed on too much history Can’t find a piece of solid ground No I can’t seem to settle down So I’m walking when my wheels won’t roll Thought I was through with days like those It turns out that where I am Ain’t so far from where I’ve been A dozen years since twenty-one Look at how far I’ve come Surprised at how easily The road rolls out in back of me
4.
Wanna feel good, but I can’t feel good Without you Wanna do right, but I can’t do right Ooh, by you I want to take your picture And I want to hear your big plans I want to get you drunk And tell you all my secrets In one hand, but not my good hand I’ll hold on to you I’ll talk softly, I’ll talk slowly When I talk to you I want to take your picture And I want to hear your big plans I want to get you drunk And tell you all my secrets I’ll call you in the morning And I’ll stay awake until then I want to say love But I want to mean it My heart as hard as diamonds And my soul as cold as ice I listened to what you said Please don’t say it twice I want to take your picture And I want to hear your big plans I want to get you drunk And tell you all my secrets I’ll call you in the morning And I’ll stay awake until then I want to say love But I want to mean it
5.
This Machine 02:44
You’ve got a face I think I’ve seen in my dreams Or maybe you just look like some girl from a movie I’ve got a car, I could take you home, it’s OK It may not be far, but we could take the long way Move so fast Lights are all that I can see This machine Would take you away from me Ma’am I’m in pain, it hurts to have to tell you You don’t know my name, and I wish you didn’t have to Move so fast Lights are all that I can see This machine Would take you away from me
6.
Birmingham 03:04
I’m on my way to Birmingham, I kissed Austin goodbye Take 20 it’s a straight shot, leave them hard roads behind Spent my last night in Texas, now I’ve crossed that Lou’siana state line Shreveport to Jackson with sunset in my rearview mirror I’ve got six hours behind me, seven still to go before I’m there Monroe looks like a fine town, I’d stop and sleep if only you were here I’m on my way to Birmingham, to ask that little girl for her hand I’m burning up the four-lane tryin’ to get there just as fast as I can If that little girl will have me I will be an Alabama man
7.
It doesn’t matter how long I’m gone When I get back this still feels like home There ain’t nothing to hold me, but this place seems to own me This shit-stinking town, is where I come from It doesn’t matter how hard I love Seems I wind up with nothing but songs Got no one to hold me, I’m alone but not lonely And a girl like you wouldn’t have stayed mine for long It doesn’t matter how hard I work Debts to pay, never money to burn The money that’s owed me, it comes and it’s going I guess that I get everything that I’ve earned
8.
All My Time 03:38
Oh my love will you spend the night The rain is coming down outside Oh my love will you spend the night tonight Saved my money just to fill your glass Bottle’s empty, feelings last Oh my love will you spend the night tonight We’ll stay in long after morning’s come Kill the phones, keep the curtains drawn You’re the one thing on my mind I’m gonna give you all my time Give you all my time Ain’t no jobs for a man like me That ain’t how I spend my days Money baby, isn’t what I need We’ll stay in long after morning’s come Kill the phones, keep the curtains drawn You’re the one thing on my mind I’m gonna give you all my time Give you all my time Oh my god, what will we do When the well runs dry will you see us through Oh my god, will you see us through Hard times come, they won’t bring us down Hard times go, we’ll still be around When I’ve spent my last dime I’ll just give you all my time Give you all my time We’ll stay in long after morning’s come Kill the phones, keep the curtains drawn You’re the one thing on my mind I’m gonna give you all my time Give you all my time
9.
Whatcha gonna do ‘til the money runs out now baby? Whatcha gonna do ‘til the money runs out now baby? Dance all night, and sing out loud Dance and sing ‘til the money runs out now baby We’ll drink all night and sleep all day tomorrow We’ll drink all night and sleep all day tomorrow Music’s loud, stay awake Stumble home and sleep all day tomorrow Mmm my my, that sure felt like love Mmm my my, it was never enough Whatcha gonna do when I ain’t no fun now baby? Whatcha gonna do when I ain’t no fun now baby? Look how fast, how far you run Run away when I ain’t no fun no baby Mmm my my, that sure felt like love Mmm my my, it was never enough Mmm my my, that sure felt like love Mmm my my, it was never enough Whatcha gonna do ‘til the money runs out now baby? Whatcha gonna do ‘til the money runs out now baby? Dance all night, and sing out loud Dance and sing ‘til the money runs out now baby
10.
Pray, the boy says to pray He said you’ve got to have faith I’m sleeping not dying The boy says to pray I’ve given good days The rest I’ll be taking I’ll take them away They’re mine to reclaim I’m disheartened and disappointed Tired of the things that I wanted I’m ready to walk away I’m proud that I know A man of salvation He’s safe but not saving A good man to know Now I’m walking away So long, I’d forgotten The direction to walk in The boy says to pray I’m disheartened and disappointed Tired of the things that I wanted I’m ready to walk away
11.
Reunion Song 03:14
My brothers share my name Damn near the only thing Our father, has to leave to us Wives and kids by twos and threes Gather here beneath the trees We’re all here, ain’t that enough? Or do you have to like the ones you love? Father don’t have much to say So many men were left that way Hard, and full of thoughts of war But momma she always speaks In a voice that trembles and grows weak Of the man she remembers from before He just don’t talk much anymore The things I’ve tried to leave behind They meet me at the county line To lead me back to where I’m from We keep in touch from separate ways You can’t come home is what they say But we’re all here, ain’t that enough? You don’t have to like the ones you love (3X)
12.
I’ll shave my face, most every day I’ll get a haircut, yeah go ahead and say the word Tell me what to do I just want to get pushed around by you Just want to get shoved around Just want to get tossed around I just want to get pushed around by you

about

I’m lucky to have friends who are incredible musicians. They’ve played these songs with me in bars, backyards, and living rooms—wherever people would listen. I wanted a record of what that sounded like.

Rather than spend weeks in a studio trying in vain to make everything perfect, we set up two microphones in a great room and recorded live. These aren’t definitive versions of these songs; they’re just the way we played them right then, while the recorder was running.

The owners at Lindberg’s were gracious enough to let me use the room above the bar. It’s a beautiful space with acoustics that musicians dream of. I haven’t added reverb or effects—what you hear is us, the hardwood floor, and the traffic on Commercial Street. The building also has a history that’s the stuff of local legend. For more than 100 years, through times as a brothel, a speakeasy, a juke joint, and now a haven for music fans, Lindberg’s has been soaking up stories. My hope is that some of the history of this building found it’s way onto these recordings.

Thanks to all my friends who played on these songs—at shows and on this album. Thanks to Dallas, Brett, Marshall, and Joel for lending your ears when I’m not sure songs are finished. Most of all, thanks to everyone who comes out to places like Lindberg’s and supports local music.

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released May 2, 2014

Barak Hill: Vocals, Guitar
Kevin Cott: Vocals, Guitar
Molly Healey: Vocals, Violin, Cello
Dallas Jones: Vocals, Harmonica, Banjo, Guitar
Brandon Moore: Resonator, Mandolin

All songs by Barak Hill © 2014 (BMI).
Produced by Barak Hill and Dallas Jones.

Copyright © 2014 Folkpile Records, Springfield, Missouri
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized reproduction is a Violation of Applicable Laws.

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Barak is a singer/songwriter and producer from Spring­field, MO.

"Hill’s lyrical approach is economical and plain-spoken, the words of everyman. But they’re delivered with the careful pacing and assuredness of a man who knows the impact he wants and how to get it." - Chris DeRosier, TAG Magazine ... more

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