Lucky Day (2005)

by Dan Frechette

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1.
Where the Water Tastes Like Wine I’m going where the water tastes like wine Where the lovers and the gamblers have gone. Will you comfort me when the fog rolls in I mistook you for being alone Once upon a summer every road was mine Every traveller had a jealous bone But this time I’ve come to settle down With the lady I would like to call my home Something was always failing me I had nothing to do nothing about But then when you kissed me in my dreams There was nothing left to try to figure out. You can be an angel If you want I’m going where the water tastes like wine He’s pretty and he’s sweet but he’s got dust on his feet And I can show you a much better time, You can be an angel if you want I’m going where the water tastes like wine He’s pretty and he’s sweet but he’s got dust on his feet And I can show you a much better time.
2.
St. John’s Shore Did you wake up misty flying free when your daddy was a fisherman on the sea? and you could have quite a laugh with his company off the banks of old St. John's ? when the cod was clean and plentiful as air you could net a whole school a few feet under there never thinking about the political fare off the banks of old St. John's . (chorus) sail away from St. John's shore sail until you fail no more sail until the justice rises like sunshine over their lies Did you dream of someday sailing that boat that your father sold with his weather coat? He fished until the coast was clear then retired to the town of Carbonear. When in the days of fancy free there was a dream waiting there for you and me and we all parted ways with the fishery and the banks of old St. John's . (chorus) sail away from St. John's shore sail until you fail no more sail until the justice rises like sunshine over their lies the nets are met with less and less we find nets in offices tangle futures hedge our bets sail away from the St. John's shore Your father's gone to his early grave the children have dreams and they scrape and save might afford to go to school someday near the banks of old St. John's You say you will sail on a yacht at sea but it wouldn't mean a damn to your family cause you say you'll just be wishing for a fishing spree and the banks of old St. John's (chorus)
3.
Lucky Day 04:10
Lucky Day I’m living on a mountain, people And I’m hiding from the world I’m in the middle of the view – and you can’t see me but I can see you You can’t see me but I can see you This is my lucky day, this is my lucky day, I spent my money on a rocking chair and a ticket to get me out of here. I’m happy that you treat me kind I’m happy that you treat me kind Even though we don’t see eye to eye Even though we don’t see eye to eye You see me and I can’t see you. I’m standing on my mountain. Dancing in a stream – Staring at all the naked people Standing out there staring at me Standing out there staring at me I don’t mean to say it so I ain’t hiding from the world I’ve shown you all my money tree, you can climb it here or you can leave me be. I’ll take a little walk when I need to, and I’ll score a little weed, I’ll catch it between my toes, little girl, come and take a walk won’t you come with me?
4.
Romania 04:23
Romania Always been messed around, tore up and down Always had a love last too long, stuck me around (chorus) I never seen Romania Never seen the sun rising there Never smelt the grass or felt emotion melt me there I've never seen Romania Had a stride, stood so proud so long Walked a mile in everybody’s life Should have made it down the cobblestones Where accordions and shoe shiners survive (chorus) I've been to Kansas City Took my pack and my compass Walked around downtown Kansas (chorus) I met a million destroyed people Too hurt to turn away I found out love was mine to give So I stayed And I never seen Romania. Never seen the port of Constanta. The black sea, and the waves from the port of Burgas I've never seen Romania.
5.
My Bride and I Echo of blue water I’ll never leave your side Your ocean sky my blanket your starlight as my guide Drift along this weightless whale so festooned in the sea And my bride and I, my ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee For many nights and moonlights I’ve waited on ‘ere shore For the sea to come to rescue me from loneliness and war The broken hearts cast aside as ships were floating free And My bride and I, my ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee. Without an answer to my shadow I foretold the tombs The hollow ghost broke open, the rising of typhoons Whispers turned to storms anchors held onto debris And my bride and I, my ship, my sail, the dream was lost on me I died inside her breasts I kissed the last of air farewell The morning sun was rising as she floated through the dell, My love was sinking low but I thanked the Lord for thee My bride and I, My ship, my sail, my dream dreaming of thee.
6.
The Drunkard 03:15
The Drunkard The good Lord is my sunshine, He rises with me and sets me in the cold I spend my nights alone , cold in terror and the moonlight is my home I’m just a poor young drifter, nothing I can do to gain control, But pray to the good lord that the life I lead won’t sting me when I’m old (chorus) Singing “Here’s to the sunshine Here’s to the grass Here's to the bed I’ve made my home. Here’s to the people Who hand me their spare change Although there’s better places for their small change to go Here’s to the waitress who takes all my money Pities me as I stumble out the door I must be getting older – these burdens hurt my shoulders So don’t step on the drunkard anymore. I want the love of a good woman To keep me free from darkness in my heart She’s a hunter and a fighter for the good things to keep me warm and keep me smart I’m just a poor young drifter A bunch of hippies taught me where to go. Now I’m just a cowboy with a problem and a pocket full of holes. (chorus)
7.
Horse and Buggy Rag What could I do to get the horse and buggy days back? What I’d do? What I’d do? To get the water from the well and the fat from the land not the fast track What I’d do? What I’d do? Sure I’d have to drink some liquor if I had a cut to stitch And I wouldn’t be rich Or in high demand But I’d sure love to take my horse and buggy home, Mac. 'Deed I would! 'Deed I would! Well, I wish I was there on "The Battle Of Deputies Run" 'Deed I would! 'Deed I do! I’d be wearing my best and standing out there in the sun 'Deed I would! 'Deed I would! I’d have my butt end of my pistol pointing to the mess And I’d pull that pistol My law wouldn’t let me rest Why I wish I was there on "The Battle Of Deputy Run" 'Deed I do! 'Deed I do! And I could wait for my lassie while she’s bound on the homeward train 'Deed I would! 'Deed I would! And we could marry on a word and never have trouble again 'Deed I would! 'Deed I would! I could be a high rolling tycoon in the moonshine trade Roll into town in my buggy coach and make my daily promenade What could I do to get the horse and buggy days back? What I’d do? What I’d do?
8.
Creeping Around I been walking cuz I’m losing sleep I been hiding I’m in trouble deep My body’s aching and I ain’t got time to creep around this town no more My heart is busy keeping the beat I’m feeling lonesome and there ain’t no need It’s all right to be walking around But I ain’t to be creeping no more (Chorus) I been hauling up and down these tracks Find me baby there’s no turning back The train is coming and I’m praying for change My mind won’t do what anybody says no more no more no more No more - This here walk will take me to the end Evening is getting and I’m giving in Say farewell and I’ll pray for your blues (Chorus)
9.
Mandolino Waltz Confusion has made a mystery of me Nowhere I go do I feel free Seems now and then when I meet you again I can’t think of what to say It makes no sense to love you when you’re taking my senses away (Chorus) When I look to the ocean the horizon has no faults When I’m in your horizons let’s dance the mandolino waltz This poor boys in love with you and can’t do somersaults But I can ask you, “kind miss, may I steal a kiss?” As we dance the mandolino waltz I sit down to have a smoke, collect my memories But nothing comes to mind but this old Spanish melody Where do you go when you float on conversation? I wish I could find that place in my imagination. (Chorus) You don’t know how much I wish I could give you a laugh How can I kiss you when I ain’t made it past a paragraph? You’re quickly losing interest to that old man across the room He’s told you about love he wants to be my doom (Chorus)
10.
Piper Road Spring Boogie A couple guns and an old guitar Ain’t all this old girl needs All this old girl needs All this old girl needs Is some whiskey and some money To take her where she leads To the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie. Well she’s going to be dancing, she going to be chancing and prancing and romancing At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie. She knows that life is short And there’s a whole world left to court. At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie. She wishes she were a cowgirl on the plain So she’s searching for her man As the sun is creeping down Slower by the day Slower by the day Slower by the day It leaves twilight to find Her cowboy young and stay At the Saturday Piper Road Spring Boogie We can only dance so long With no one to dance along No one to dance along No one to dance along She will leave the days behind When she worked the five and dime And she took me to the Piper Road Spring Boogie
11.
Sweet Ukulele Haley When the sun went down sweet Ukulele Haley played a song that sang so high In the trees sang the wind neath the moonlight glistening and hiding all the stars in the night (chorus) She was a mystery And I was longing to hear her again When the sun went down sweet Ukulele Haley played a song that could take me away. Many years had passed since the music had moved me Nothing seemed to carry me through I sought the lure of the tiger and the mists of the jungles and the drops of brandy too. Then one day I was riding on the horseback and saw Ukulele Haley singing for a crowd I stood in that valley and was taken away by every note she played no doubt (chorus) She sang of the mist in the jungles and she sang of drops of brandy rum She sang of the music from the lure of the tiger how the magic never seemed to come When she played her song she looked my way and I galloped to her side so proud When she finished her song she jumped up on my horseback going where the spirit allowed. (chorus x2)
12.
Sweet Little Things Sweet little things That you do Make me want to be with be with you Just your kisses Remind me of mama’s wine The way that you hold me with your words Most softest music I’ve ever heard When you’re around me I’ve got a good reason to smile (chorus)Saying “you’re gonna love this I’m talking about a good time. You’re gonna love this I’m talking about a good time. Sweet little things that you do Make me want to be with you How you close your letters You are my special friend The way you brush your hair In the breeze Whistling like the birds up in the trees When you laugh – when you know what’s coming round the bend. (chorus)
13.
Money in the Wind I was a farmer in the 20’s until I took farmers lung and died. I was a revolutionary hippy, whose bottle became his bride I was an Aztec empire hunter who took gypsies in the dark Back in the time of David, I slay every king who made their mark But It’s never getting better and I’m never coming back again (chorus) So just throw the money in the wind when I’m gone Just throw the money in the wind when I’m gone And let the wind sing an empty song. Necessary evils turning good lives upside down Television visions helping the dreamers lose their ground Too much of everything the volume always high I don’t know if I want to be here the next time that I die Cause It’s never getting better and we’re never coming back again. (chorus) I remember visions of Rome and the slaves that I kept Of Atlantis’ tragedy how the world drowned while it slept I now think of my children who may now remain unborn They wouldn’t want to be here the dream that we’re living is going to see the morn, It’s never getting better, we’re never coming back again. (chorus) If Money makes you happy then baby, why don’t you smile? You’re living cozy, nobody’s fool, but your smile ain’t worth a dime It must be all the corruption; it must be all the poor But every morning don’t matter that business suit has got to be worn You’re never getting better; you’re never coming back again (chorus) It’s time to wake up people, don’t you wait another day Cause this world is a car and your drunken driver is starting to cuss and sway The road is getting darker and we’re climbing up too many hills And this International’s fifth gear is bound to get us all killed It’s never getting better and we’re never coming back again (chorus)
14.
I Love Everything About You I know everywhere you’ve been I love what you’ve seen even when you’ve sinned It’s funny and I love everything about you And they say that to know is to love But how can I ever know enough? From what I’ve seen I’d say I love it all about you. I‘ve been guilty of having dreams without leads Lies without words, prayers without deeds But it’s okay, cause there’s no returning now. And I know everywhere you’ve been I love what you’ve seen even when you’ve sinned It’s funny and I love everything about you. (Chorus) I’ve been a sun in your sky And you wouldn’t cry when I came around And I’ve been a moon shining down When the blues could gain ground they wouldn’t even try When you say “let’s be friends” it frightens my poor heart again. It frightens me to know that you’re real Cause I would give it all to you, tears I’d hide I’d show you too, and I can’t change how I feel. (Chorus x 2) I know everywhere you’ve been I love what you’ve seen even when you’ve sinned It’s funny and I love everything about you It’s funny and I love everything about you

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released January 28, 2005

All songs Copyright Dan Frechette (unless otherwise noted) and registered with SOCAN.

Produced by Bill Bourne.

Recorded, mixed and mastered at Norm Dugas Studio from September 2003 to April 2004.

Dan Frechette - Acoustic Guitar, Vocals, Harmonica
Bill Bourne - Acoustic and slide guitar
Tania Elizabeth - Fiddle
Gilles Fournier - Upright Bass
Dave Lawton - Trumpet
Jordan McConnell - Uillean Pipes, Irish Whistle
Leonard Podolak - Clawhammer Banjo
Christian Dugas - Percussion
Jeremy Rusu - Accordion
Joel Titchkosky, Lianne Fournier, Sarah Dugas, Laine Hoogstraten - Harmony Vocals

Album cover - Angela Browne
Album cover design - Michael Wrycraft.

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