Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “Abraham Lincoln”
Grateful Blog: Day 46: I took a long hot shower today. Closed my eyes and let all 40 gallons of bliss run over my head, neck and shoulders. I plugged my ears at one point and eyes still closed I heard the pounding rain of a midnight storm, swirling in the streets ofBardstown,Kentucky. I played a show there a few …
Grateful Blog: Day 33: I just read an article online this morning—perhaps you’ve seen it already, about an indigenous tribe that was photographed somewhere in the Amazon rainforest. It’s a bit of a sensation because they’re so infrequently seen or photographed. The article went on to mention that worldwide roughly 100 such tribes are said to exist. There’s probably some …
Three Wishes
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
Grant me these, Three Wishes
No army's will I raise
I will resist all temptation
If you, will do the same
My first wish, several lifetimes
And every gift, I gave to you
Be forgot, then rediscovered
Like the day, when they, were new
My second wish, my second home
With its long, canyon view
Throw my ring, in that cold river
Give gravity, its due
I woke the land, from its slumber
Burned the rain, for my heat
I asked the mountains, for forgiveness
Then my journey, was complete
Now my last wish, bring your sorrows
Bring your burdens, black and blue
Release two crows, from the altar
When the longest, night, is through
Grant me these, Three Wishes
Every gift, I gave to you
Throw my ring, in that cold river
Give gravity, its due
Release two crows, from the altar
When the longest, night, is through...
On the Way Home
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
Pontiac Catalina, 1983
Past midnight, West Virginia, coal country
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Cigarette in the ashtray, wet tires that sing
Love letters in the glove box with a diamond ring
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Chorus
On The Way Home, I'm callin' your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I've been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Scale jumpin' semi's on the Alleghany side
Better stay off of that center line
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
AM gospel static, hung up in the trees
The Book of Revelations on the front seat
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Chorus
On The Way Home, I'm callin' your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I've been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Bridge
High beams searching for my desire
Coolant that gives me its heat tonight
So will you just be my lover, or will you be my wife?
I've got 200 miles alone tonight
On the Way Home, On the Way Home
Chorus
On The Way Home, I'm callin' your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I've been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home...
Suicide Weather
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
She's got Christmas cards she's never gonna send
And a stack of bills that don't end
She never saw it coming, didn't listen to her friends
Who said you shouldn't mess with married men
And you shouldn't mess with darkness, this close to the light
You're heart might get caught in the wind
Chorus
'Cause it feels like, Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend
One summer visit was all that it took
He promised to show her around
So he took her up to the mountains
Said they'll lift you up if you get down
But you won't see the mountains, this time of year
And you won't see the sun for a while
Chorus
'Cause it feels like, Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend
Bridge
Well you’re done feeling foolish
And God knows that you’re scared
But I'm tellin' you, tomorrow's still there
And you say that 'Love may be blind but she ain't fair'
And just one step and you're walkin' on air
And there'll be no more...
Chorus
Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend...You lost another friend...Suicide Weather
You lost another friend...Suicide Weather...You lost another friend...
She's got Christmas cards she's never gonna send...
Lost and Found
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
I want to get Lost, flat tire broke and busted, heaven's hinges rusted
In a town, that don't know my name
But these bridges I'm burning are like a fever returning
And no river can drown that flame
I want to get lost...
I want to go out, in a blaze of Old Glory, like the tragic miner's story
Still singing "I Saw the Light"
But their breath in the tunnel, is like a twister's funnel
Jerusalem comes screaming down the tracks
Chorus
And I can't put it down, and I can't crawl out
‘Cause I can't run away from my past
I want to get Lost...
I want to go home, when she's 6 feet under water, hurricane's daughter
Wash our sins right off the land
But the hand of God is shaking, Mother Nature is aching
‘Cause the whole world is spinning too damn fast
I want to go home...
Bridge
All the things I meant to say, have brought me to my knees
And I've never been one to pray, but please, God please
Please keep her safe there at your side, and tell her I'm alright
I want to be Found, in stained glass & floodlights, Mason-Dixon moonlight
Another notch on the Bible belt
But this whiskey glass that I'm drinkin', was a desert once I'm thinkin'
Fire and water making love at last
Chorus
And I can't put it down, and I can't crawl out
‘Cause I can't run away from my past
I want to get Lost. I want to be Found...
Sarah Ann
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
Sarah Ann Posey, in a white cotton dress
Her rosy red cheeks, soaking wet
Sarah, Oh Sarah, you're just 16
Can't you see that you're too young for me?
Sarah Ann Posey, in flip-flops now
Hanging sunflower curtains, in my old house
Then she's out in the barn, with a milking pail
Mud between her toes, and on her pony tail
Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I've waited so long
These past 2 years, to bring you home
A farmer's wife, you wanted to be
All 5 foot 5, of Sarah Ann Posey
Sarah Ann Posey, in a pale green skirt
Me in black jeans, and my brother's shirt
At the Eau Claire County courthouse, in the month of May
She's 18 years old, on our wedding day
Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I've waited so long
These past 2 years, to bring you home
A farmer's wife, you wanted to be
You are the very breath in me
Now Sarah Ann Posey's, in her Sunday best
At the Fire Department banquet
I answered the call, as a volunteer
‘Cause that's how you meet your neighbors here
Bridge
Well the call came in, like they always do
I grabbed my helmet and yellow boots
Out on Five Mile Road, the accident scene
And the way back home, for Sarah Ann Posey
Sarah Ann Posey, in new blue jeans
Her heart barely beating while the siren's scream
How can this be, my wife of 7 weeks
All 5 foot 5, of Sarah Ann Posey
Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I've waited so long
This ain't how I wanted, to bring you home
A farmer's wife, now you'll always be
Then I breathe one last time, for Sarah Ann Posey
Sarah, Oh Sarah, you'll always be
A farmer's wife, my Sarah Ann Posey...
Gravity
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
The wine went down easy, when Midnight lost its nerve
And you took off that black dress, set it free, from your curves
And somewhere on that starry night, you and I broke free
From the curve of the earth, and love's own, Gravity
Well I told my legs to take it slow, told my heart to know its mind
Told my wings where to go, in the darkness flying blind
And you told me all your secrets, some were true, and some were lies
But none would feel the pull, of Gravity, that night
Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Adam looks for Eve, in Love's lost and found
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity
Well our love affair was 8 months, 4 days, and 3 nights
And 17 hours, as the crow flies
And we wandered in love's wilderness, its no Garden of Eden
There's no snake to set us free, from love's own, Gravity
Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Newton had it wrong, there's no fruit on the ground
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity
Bridge
But the man who tends the orchard
He was busy that day
When Gravity would have its way
Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Adam looks for Eve, in Love's lost and found
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity
And we only took what love might need
And it weighed us down, Gravity
Just a feather or two, Gravity...
Take the Central Georgia Home
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
There's a silence in the Dixie wind; that blows from deep within
The boys are all scattered, up and down this rocky road
We've been marching south since Saylor's Creek, with no shoes on our feet
And the ones who can't walk, they'll take the Central Georgia home
I'm a Private in this regiment, Tige Anderson's Georgia 5th
What's left or what's become of it, only God would know
I enlisted when the fever swept, the powder keg that Sumter lit
But all we ever wanted, was to be left alone
Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"
Cold Harbor, Antietam, O' Death how'd we cheat him?
When so many brothers, on both sides are gone
So when the ‘King of Spades' said "Boys dig in", we did it time and time again
Then wrote to next of kin, "Take the Central Georgia Home"
Bridge
Some say the war is over, some think that it's only just begun
Well there's rumor about, that General Lee sold us out
Could the Old Man, be wrong?
The Central Georgia runs through Sherman's path, crows are left to do the math
They'll separate the wheat from chafe, where a boy once called home
But that day is just a memory, like smoke and God turned out to be
Like the day that Bobby Lee said "Take the Central Georgia Home"
Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"
Coda
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said "Take the Central Georgia Home"
Goodbye to Dad
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
I got a box in the mail today; COD, signed my name
And inside, there was a plastic bag
That was 3,000 miles from home, little bits of ash and bone
I broke the seal, said 'Hello Dad'
Out to the yard to get some air, Dad sat in my favorite chair
And I made us, a couple of drinks
But Dad he can't drink no more, so what the hell is heaven for?
I wonder what my old man might think
Chorus
But we got along just fine
I drank his glass, right after mine
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad
I took Dad for a good long drive, to try and let the years unwind
I revved it up, to a hundred and ten
It was one of those perfect days; after a week of rain
You know it happens now and then
A State Trooper slowed us down; when I saw his lights flash on
And I got pulled over once again
He asked where the fire was? I told him that "it's just because…"
Then I introduced him to Dad
Chorus
And they got along just fine
He gave us a warning, said to 'Watch the signs'
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad
Bridge
This ain't how it's supposed to go
Mom should be here, God knows that she'd know
And I still don't, understand
Why I never said 'Goodbye', to my old man
I threw Dad in the ocean too, and a secret lake we knew
Then he even jumped on a moving train
I mailed him to Alaska too; something he always wanted to do
And I waved goodbye to his plane
Chorus
And we got along just fine
I took him down to the lake, one last time
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad
I got a box in the mail today…
Hank and Jesus
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
South of Louisville, Kentucky, on I-65
I pulled into a rest stop, before I pushed on through the night
I met a Deadhead with a backpack, and man, I knew that guy
He asked if you're headin' south, I could really use the ride
But I'm only on the interstate, just as far as Bowling Green
Then I'm cuttin' west towards Memphis, where the blues don't treat you mean
Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don't recall, not even once, stoppin' for gas
He said I know you won't believe me, but that's alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight
So I drove and he told stories, but they started sounding weird
Like he'd been to Woodstock, and never came back from there
He said friends of his were Angels, and most of them were Saints
Except this one guy named Judas, who he swore had been framed
Well he believed what he was saying, but me I had my doubts
So I pulled off at a bar, hoping he might clear out
Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don't recall, not even once, stoppin' for gas
He said I know you won't believe me, but that's alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight
In the parking lot he came clean, said he was Jesus Christ
And I said Yeah, and I'm Hank Williams man, and maybe you should drive
He said Hank was back with Audrey now, and they were doing fine
But you know that not a one of us, get's out of this world alive
So it's a 100 miles to Memphis, in the middle of the night
With those high-beams searching, for just a little light
He said life is like this two-lane road, it's a crooked deal
I said she pulls a little to the left, Jesus! Keep both hands on the wheel!
Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don't recall, not even once, stoppin' for gas
He said I know you won't believe me, but that's alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight
Coda
He said I know you don't believe in me, but that's alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight
In Her Prime
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
Biggest damn oak tree, this side of the range
Some say it's the soil, some say it's the rain
It doesn't make much difference now, any ol' way
‘Cause that big old oak tree, came down today
Nothin' out here, 1963
Just a few small farms, is how it used to be
But they parceled ‘em off, one branch at a time
Till houses sprung up, just like grapes on the vine
Chorus
And they built this motel, for the workers to stay
Then cut down all the trees that were, in their way
‘Cept this one lone oak, above the motel sign
Well ya' should've seen that old girl, In Her Prime
I was fresh out of the jungle, 1968
Had a job pounding nails, and life was great
‘Cause I could outwork any man, without my life on the line…
Well ya' should've seen this old boy, In His Prime
Chorus
But age is just a number; I've never known it to be real
They told me once it's how you dress, not, how you feel
But I'm feelin' all used up, like a rope run out of line…
Well ya' should've seen this old boy, In His Prime
Bridge
Oak Tree Motel, in '69
She was 15 years older, than me that night
Well she took my hand and said "Boy, take your time"…
Well ya' should've seen that old girl, In Her Prime
Now some say it's the wind, some say she just got tired
Some say her heart got broken, 10,000 times
But I thought of her this morning, when that oak tree died…
Well ya' should've seen that old girl, In Her Prime
Chorus
But age is just a number; I've never known it to be real
She told me once it's how you love, not, how you feel
But she's feelin' all used up, like a rope run out of line…
Well ya' should've seen that old girl, In Her Prime
You should've seen this old boy, In His Prime
You should've seen us, Oh-oh……In Our Prime
Wishin's Just for Fools
©2012 Daniel Weber / Highway142Music (ASCAP)
Late evening, West Virginia
The taste of creosote's hangin' in the air
On a railroad bridge, where we once kissed
We threw our wishes down there
1930's, wheat pennies
Well they're probably in the Chesapeake by now
Down with some old, sunken schooner
That got lost, thinkin' they were found
Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other's shoes
But I don't throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin' it's Just for Fools
The cool, clear water, we used to swim in
We scaled the trestle, then jumped off the side
‘Till we heard a coal train screamin'
Then we knew it was do or die
But it's been so long now, since I felt that way
Lookin' deep down in your eyes
‘Cause you could always see the bottom
That I can't ever seem to find
Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other's shoes
But I don't throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin' it's Just for Fools
Bridge
But wishin' won't make it so
When you're lookin' for the truth
And truth is, I don't wish no more
‘Cause I only think of you
So I'd been savin' my pennies, and walkin' those tracks
When that lonesome whistle blew
Now I'm makin' just one last wish tonight
Just like every other fool
Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other's shoes
But I don't throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin it's Just for Fools
Coda:
Yeah I don't throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin's Just for Fools
