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Blues traveler

February 20, 2021May 14, 2020 ROBERT.V.SOBCZAK

David Moody Blues

Words and music by Bobby Angel

The world’s kind of funny. It gets stranger and stranger by the day. I see its less and less like a football. It’s more and more like a stack of hay. You do with it what you want to. There are many straws for you to take, but you can’t be wasting time looking for the needle, ’cause you gotta keep your eye on the lucky break

So I’m going off to where I’m going, I’ll wave farewell around the bend

I got a plan and it’s quite a-plenty. I’ll run it ‘til it meets its end

Ochopee can get sort of lonely you know. I’ve seen ‘em come in and I’ve seen ‘em leave. Somewhere in there I became an old timer. Never thought that I’d see it happen to Steve. But all men’s days are numbered. If it ain’t days, then its months or its years. You gotta do what you gotta to prepare for it but also learn to let go when the day it draws near

So I’m going off to where I’m going, I’ll wave farewell around the bend

I’ll miss you all quite a-plenty. I wish to see you all again

I wonder what they’re doing. If they made it big or are settled down. And if that is what they wanted. Or if it’s only what they found. My mama said to me “David be friendly.” My pa said “son go out and do good.” Me I look at the bright side and am humble, and occasionally I knock on wood

So I’m going off to where I’m going, I’ll wave farewell around the bend

As I go I see a-plenty. All the lessons they never end.

Working out here all day I see mirages, visions of swamp beauties creeping in. Standing knee deep in the water, I feel I’m on a swampy stage in a big city stage. A logger or two might still be out here, or maybe a farmer searching for his lost hog. Me I got to get moving, before my brain gets too water logged

So I’m going of to where I’m going, I’ll wave farewell around the bend

The road to glory is just up yonder, I’ll ride it ‘til it meets its end

Higher road

February 26, 2021May 7, 2020 ROBERT.V.SOBCZAK

Higher Moral Ground

Words and Music by Bobby Angel

If you took you for a fool, that was your first mistake, because when it came to push and pull, he was a man that wouldn’t break. In a forest so deep that when the tree it fell, nobody heard a sound except for he who stood on the higher moral ground

When the truth was hard to see, he shone out through the cloud. And when it was never meant to be, he’d stand up and walk away proud. In a swamp so deep and a rain so thick, there was no dry land to be found, except for he who stood on the higher moral ground

Where battle lines are drawn, these are places that he seeks, because he’s ready to lose a pawn and not afraid to draw the heat. In a storm so deep with winds so strong they’d already left town, except for he who stood on the higher moral ground

Where words replace the sword, he knows just what to say. And when you win the game, you must be ready to fight the next day. In stakes so high for which mighty they clash to be the king of the mound. He was the last man standing on the higher moral ground

All trails go where they go and pass by things on the side. Some roads are rough indeed. But you’re better off for having tried. In a silence so deep they all held their breath, as he pleaded up to the crown, “I put the trails ontop of the higher moral ground.”

I’ve heard it said before, it boils down to fate. And some doors never open, no matter how long you wait. When the jury was hung and the verdict unsure, he preach out to the crowd, with both feet planted firmly on the higher moral ground

The man who plants the seed, can’t stay to see it grown. And only time will tell the fruit his labor has sown. Where a glacier once ran is a canyon so deep, it’s dizzy to look down …

And that’s where he’ll be standing on the higher moral ground

Playing to win

February 26, 2021May 5, 2020 ROBERT.V.SOBCZAK

Three Jacks

Words and Music by Bobby Angel

Motorboats rumbling at the chicki bar, While you coat your throat with alcohol. Feeling real good, you slip into a daze as you turn thru the corners of the mangrove maze. Billy looks back, he is shook to the core ‘cause Tony lost his guts and there’s a man overboard

Because with three jacks you stay when you’re playing cards with your life.

No time to blink. Billy shines down the light

Wings to the wind, there’s smoke in the air. Things don’t seem right, then he spots it over there. The flames they shoot high, they black out the sun. We’ve got business to do that we haven’t begun. Then a cloud burst it blows in real fast. There’s no time to turn Jack says give it some gas

Because with three jacks you stay when you’re playing cards with your life.

There’s no time for the meek when you’re on a fire flight.

Hoofing it by foot across a forest floor. Fire is the wall and there aren’t any doors. He touches the dirt, he puts his hand to the breeze. The crackling that he hears it’s the sound of burning trees. Somebody shouts that it’s jumped cross the line. It never looked good, it’s getting worse all the time

Because with three jacks you stay when you’re playing cards with your life.

There ain’t no rest for the weary boys when there’s a fire to fight

His heart’s for the one wrapped around his ring, His Spade he wears low he ain’t no suicide king, And Diamonds in his eyes when others lose sight: Don’t worry ‘bout Jack cause he’ll be alright. Because when the fire roared he drew a line in the sand, And when the sky fought back he found a way to land, And when Jack sank down he and grabbed Billy’s hand

“I’m OK” Jack said, “Everyone’s safe. Let’s carry on as planned.

Because with three jacks you stay when you’re playing cards with your life.

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