Hope & Doubt & Freeway Birds

by GARRETT T. CAPPS

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This is Garrett T. Capps' hill-country folk debut.

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released April 2, 2013

Garrett T. Capps - Pickin', Strummin', Kinda Singin', Half-Assed Drummin'
Jonny Burke - Pluckin', Makin' It Happen
Scott Davis - Lap Steel, Mandolin, Accordion, Tambourine, Dobro
Don Cento - Bassin'

Audio Documentation Occurred on January 11th-12th, 2013 at Wire Recording - Austin, TX

All Songs Written by Garrett T. Capps

Produced by Jonny Burke
Engineered by Stuart Sullivan
Mastered by Matthew Shultz at Satellite Studios
Cover Art by Valient Himself

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GARRETT T. CAPPS San Antonio, Texas

Phone: 210-317-0006

Email: garrett@garretttcapps.com

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Track Name: Free by Rails of Freeway Birds
about them words come from your mouth - I almost caught 'em as they flew out - I don't know what you're doin' now but I'm fine -- sky was lost and kinda grey - turnin' blue along the way - I kinda wished and hoped I'd stay - gone about an hour ago -- take a chance or take the fall - take a road or train or crawl - some lay low, some walk tall - some just turn to dust -- just as matters were gettin' worse - found a way to drop the curse - lost my shoes and sold my shirt - free by rails of freeway birds - and it's too late to turn around - 'less you're ten feet underground - just passed another town - I do not know its name --- one day it's over - like some old game - then you wake up born again - with a halo to your name - sometimes we're empty - sometimes it rains - take a bullet to the heart and some whiskey to your brain --- (interlude) -- take a chance or take the fall - take a road or train or crawl - some lay low, some walk tall - some just turn to dust - take the fall or take a chance - take a boat or fly or dance - some lay low and some hold hands - some just fade away - some lay low and some hold hands - some just fade away
Track Name: Goin' Far
long before there were machines and robots wanderin' these plains - when the stars above us shined a bit more bright - you could hear the lonely whistle of some runnin' in the rain - singin' songs upon their horses in the night -- I'm goin' far away, goin' far away - if you know just what I'm knowin' - then you know I'll never stay - take me with the wind - i'm goin' far away -- and on porches rockin' slowly folks could kill an afternoon - bullshittin' 'bout their business and their lives - some wishin' they were somewhere else, some wishin’ they could choose - but for now they had their whiskey and their wine -- I'm goin' far away, goin' far away - if you know just what I'm knowin' - then you know I'll never stay - take me with each sip - i'm goin' far away -- and downtown when the house was open, men without their wives - spent their money on the open skirts upstairs - while their honeys in their homes tried to rid it from their minds - brewin' sweet tea dreamin' of someone who cared -- I'm goin' far away, goin' far away - if you know just what I'm knowin' - then you know I'll never stay - take me with my dreams - i'm goin' far away -- on the branch of an oak tree, hung a knot tied in a rope - with people gathered 'round in normal circumstance - while a shadow of a man, with barely skin and bone - cries in terror and they tie up both his hands -- I'm goin' far away, goin' far away - if you know just what I'm knowin' - then you know I'll never stay - take me with the lord - i'm goin' far away - take me with the lord - i'm goin' far away
Track Name: Some Times
well I heard about that pretty ring you're wearin' - and last time we talked you couldn't see my face - I meant to say "I'm sorry" - but I guess it's way too late - some times it feels like nothin' seems to change -- the television's tellin' the same old stories - and the newspaper ain't on the porch no more - kinda makes me angry, but I do not know what for - some times it feels like you've opened every door -- engine's hummin' as I get on up the highway - and the red and blue squeal by right with the law - next time they pull me over, I'll try not to even talk - some times it feels like they only see you fall -- the river’s flowin' and it’s fightin' through the valley - and my mind it soars way past it's risin' steam - I'd like to kill off that nostalgia cuz that ache can get real mean - some times it feels like nothin's as it seems -- it might feel like the end'll never get here - 'till the plug gets pulled on the ones you love the most - and the truth it's has no shelter, and it's wanderin' like a ghost - some times it seems like no one ever knows
Track Name: Big Weekend. Good Weekend.
big weekend. good weekend. - if I had the money I would do it again - river city flock o' friends dancin' to their songs - banger sisters runnin' ‘round - gin and tonic gettin' down - diggin' on that rose and gown - spittin' on the wall - apocalyptic fires fryin' - heads up in the sky and flyin' - busy livin' forget dyin' - vegan scrambled eggs - kittie's lickin' - failed to play - made it up - it's all OK - pass the pigs and speed n' punk n' roll → hallucinate -- who says it ain't to say - the mind works in mysterious ways - lovin', breakin', killin', hopin’, freein' lonely heads - who’d know it'd come to you - answer to some unknown clue - absolutely no can do - born to be a fool -- big weekend. good weekend. - down that road against the wind - pray to God: forgive your sins - lost inside a mind - white noise on the radio - try and find a song we know - all warm but cabin's cold - livin' in the dark -- who says it ain't to say - fate works in mysterious ways - lovin', breakin', killin', hopin', listenin' to your dreams - who'd know it’d come to you - why not or why somehow true - absolutely no can do, born to be a fool - absolutely no can do, born to be a fool
Track Name: George Dubya, Jr.
I'd drink a beer with GWJ - hell I'd even smoke a joint with him too - have a fun time with GWJ - and I'd like to think that you would too - I'd pop some xanax with GWJ - put in a pinch of cope too - wear Ralph Lauren polo with GWJ - talk football like you never knew -- hate all you want on his good ol' boy plans - he's human he makes mistakes too - but if you wouldn't party with GWJ - I'll probably stop talkin' to you -- I would go huntin' with GWJ - sip bourbon and kill deer too - make fun of Osama with GWJ - and hippies and lefties and Jews - I'd light a cigar with GWJ - blow back a few rails with him too - screw both the daughters of GWJ - while singin' a Toby Keith tune -- say what you will 'bout Iraq and iran - he was doin' what he wanted to - but if you wouldn't party with GWJ - I'm probably not friends with you