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1.
Alleyway 03:31
Alleyway When I run way, down that little alleyway She starts crying like she has something to say Look on her face, black makeup smeared This is the day she has come to fear When I’m gone, she spends the night all alone But when I’m home, she gets me all for her own Down deep in the state of Mississippi, I call her up Been months since my last visit, and I’m pushin’ my luck Pretty little thing that’s waiting on me as I run around But I ain’t done yet, and I won’t slow down When I’m gone, she spends her night all alone But when I’m home, I keep her all for my own There’s something that’s calling me late at night Pulls me away, leaves tears in her eyes When I sneak away, down that alleyway She has nothing to do, and that’s the price we pay When I’m gone, she spends the night all alone When I’m home, I keep her all for my own I keep her all for my own
2.
Hold the Line Yesterday I saw her playing there, mud upon her hands She looks my way Her innocence reflects the storm that lays across the land And, there will come a day That’s my little one that I love, that’s my little one That’s my little one that I love, that’s my little one Tell me again, pretty baby, about the wolves and the sheep I will stand by my family as they’re surrounding me Rising slow, I will hold steady If they fall, I will hold the line With all my might ‘Cause that’s my right I’ve given all I have to give from these calloused hands It’s not enough No matter how hard I try I’m just one man And times get tough Now I fear for our safety My girls, my home, my all My faith in me is running short So, I have to walk tall Tell me again, speak softly Live and let live and let us be I will stand by my family As they’re surrounding me Rising slow, I will hold steady If I fall, who will hold the line With all their might? ‘Cause that’s my right Those, the little ones that we love Those, the little ones Those, the little ones that we love Those, my little ones Rising slow Will I hold steady? If he falls, will I walk the line? Is that my right? Is that my right?
3.
Never Too Young You’re afraid of what you can’t say A second chance, you do it the same way Holding back and pushing forth on a neutral train It’s all a part of life, who are you to complain? You’re only as old as you wish to admit You say you’re tired, tired of the same old shit How much will you take? The planet spins and the earth still quakes You’re never too young to break So, clear your mind and muster up the strength Life goes fast, not matter what its length You’re digging deep, you find yourself in a hole With two clear options, you must choose which way to go You’re only as young as you feel inside You’re far from perfect, but God knows you tried How much will you take When you lose much more than you make? The planet spins and the earth still quakesYou’re never too young to break
4.
Circle 03:47
Circle Tell me if you’re in the circle, why you gotta get away Take me when you run for cover, I take back everything The conversation’s useless when you can’t stand to talk You’ve worn out your welcome, and I’m about to walk To graze in greener pastures This just makes more sense Now I’m headed out that door I’m about to jump the fence Take just one good look and then I’m gone West, with the setting sun Out of time, I’m overcome I said goodbye, and now I’m on the run Now I’m on the run Now I’m on the run So batten down those hatches, the storm is rolling in You won’t outrun the wake that’s left, those demons in your head Afraid of love, too blind to see What’s standing right in front of me I’m gone and Now you’re moving on Take just one good look and then you’re gone Suddenly, I find myself alone Out of time, I’m overcome You said goodbye, now you’re on the run So, tell me if you’re in the circle, why you gotta get away? Take me when you run for cover, I’ll take back everything Here’s another chance I hope you’ll take, I won’t even hesitate You’re gone, and now I’m moving on Take just one good look and then I’m gone Leaving here, all on my own I’m out of time, with all I’ve overcome I take just one good look and then I’m gone You said goodbye, now you’re on your own I said goodbye, now I’m on the run Now I’m on the run Now I’m on the run The conversation’s useless when you can’t stand to talk
5.
Dangerous You’re dangerous like the first day of spring, and I’m caught up in the rush before I recall what that means Dreams tempt our memory towards disregard Could things have been different? Would things have gone this far? Underneath there is a man that strives against a false myth, and I won’t be sorry I’ve found the woman to do that with You say you live without regret You’ve never met one you can’t forget, but Available ain’t open and Lettin’ ain’t lovin’ in the least You’re dangerous like paradise in the autumn of the witch Like shotguns, cigarettes, dirt roads, and a whisky ditch Truth is bitter when temptation is sweet Tonight I’d get into a lifetime of greed, but Underneath there is a man that strives against a false myth and I won’t be sorry I’ve found the woman to do that with Available ain’t open and lettin’ ain’t lovin’ in the least If I leave our lust waiting, respect wins our release Today, I ride away down a clouded path and Leave you there wondering which time will be our last Battered between ecstasy and a scream, We leave our lust waiting, forever unseen You’re dangerous as a last word goodbye Like dry lightning across the prairie sky You’re dangerous like the first day of spring You’re dangerous I’m dangerous Underneath there is a man that strives against the false myth, and I won’t be sorry I’ve found the woman to do that with Available ain’t open and lettin’ ain’t lovin’ in the least If we leave our lust waiting, respect wins our release
6.
Out Here 03:37
Out Here Frank Petr left them girls all alone Not a penny to spend, the prairie’s dry as a bone Tired of potatoes and them rattlesnakes The children gotta go to work because we do what it takes Out Here We might get a lamb for Christmas With the money we get from our crop Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor My brother’s off to war; I work all day When you’re eight years old, room and board is good pay I miss my mom, my sisters, and my old dog But, a hungry little child will find a job Out Here We might get a ham this Christmas With the cash that we get from our crop Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor Out Here Years later, we return – just us two To a one-room shack West of the Illiad school Can’t believe we did it, old friend Damn right we did it, and we’d do it again Out Here We might get a lamb for Christmas With the money that we get from the crop Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor Frank Petr left them girls all alone Not a penny to spend, the prairie’s dry as a bone Out Here
7.
Bitter Run 05:06
Bitter Run Everyone’s wondering what is on your mind Everyone’s leaving here, some before their time The look in your eye says you’re on your knees I wish I had the words, I’d say anything The bitter run will leave you dry The bitter run is gonna lead you on As the cool dust flies It’ll take you by surprise As the cool dust flies It’s gonna lead you home Ashes to ashes, dust to dust It’s a bitter run we’ve taken, taken all on trust We’re only flesh and bone and our veins will rust If our heart is a time bomb, the question is love The bitter run will get you high The bitter run is gonna lead you home As the cool dust flies It’ll take you by surprise As the cool dust flies It’s gonna lead you home As the cool dust flies It’s gonna lead us home
8.
I’ll Get Mine You say you got what I need, but you won’t give it to me You say you want my soul, but baby you know that you won’t get it for free You’re just a slithering snake, so coil up in that bed you’ve made You’re cold-blooded but baby there ain’t nothing that be warming up that ice in your veins Momma said there’d be people just like you But you’re not worth the battles I pick and choose Karma’s a bitch and she’ll get you every time So you’ll get yours and I’ll get mine You forget I am the one, with the unloaded gun, but While you’re high on your horse all the bullets you shoot, they give me ammunition Just a vulture up in that tree, staring back down at me You float up high in the sky, come down and peck my hide, but I am far from dead meat Poppa said there’d be people just like you But you’re not worth the battles I pick and choose Karma’s a snitch and she’ll get you every time So you’ll get yours, and I’ll get mine Poke me with needles, prick by prick by prick That’s just gonna make my skin leather thick Karma’s a bitch, and she’ll get you every time So you’ll get yours, and I’ll get mine Poke me with needles, prick by prick by prick That’s just gonna make my skin leather thick
9.
Anvil 03:15
Anvil It would have happened the same I was born on the Anvil of Shame Hours seduced by regret I want to be numb, but I feel yet I want to be numb, but I feel yet I was formed on the Anvil of Shame So I stir a Lion to game Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead yet Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead yet Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead I’m not dead yet Fear, be the fire that drags me on Here’s the key to glory and greed Up on a wire comfort comes so slow You rise above when there’s nowhere left to go I refused to speak the Prayer of the Prey So I became a beast today Fangs stretch through my cheek The taste of blood swallows me The taste of blood swallows me I’m a blood drenched man I shred his neck its neck with my newborn hands I’m a blood drenched man I shred his neck with my newborn hands I shred his neck with my newborn hands Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead yet Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead yet Three deep breaths, and I’m not dead I’m not dead yet Fear, be the fire that drags me on Here’s the key to glory and greed Up on a wire comfort comes so slow You rise above when there’s nowhere left to go
10.
Sweep 04:32
Sweep Today I wake I hope and pray for better weather What tomorrow brings I’m hoping it’s good or better The clouds up in the sky, still collide, they’ll still be there tonight And tomorrow’s a gift, I hope you get it, I hope you realize Sweep time under the rug Life is such a beautiful drug Nothing is really wrong I belong Get your head out of the clouds It’s time to wake up now Are you jaded by the weight of the world? Or do you think you got it figured out? The stars up in the sky, still collide, they’ll still be there tonight And tomorrow’s a gift, I hope they get it, I hope they realize Sweep time under the rug Life is such a powerful drug Nothing is really wrong Except I belong I belong
11.
Counting Sheep The less I bear this heavy load Upon my back it takes its toll The road is steep and rough Full of rocks and sticks and bumps And I… I need you sleep Counting sheep Focus, breathe deep Living on coffee and cigarettes A stack of bills I ain’t paid yet When will I get some rest? I could not feel more alone A heavy heart and broken home Tell your momma I give her my best, and Send that kid all I have left I’m off to sleep These hours, these hours I keep Counting sheep Focus, breathe deep Stay with me Ignoring the hours in front of the others Still I see A faith in the power, but I can’t rest now Stay with me Hold me under this blissful slumber These hours that I keep But still I can’t sleep Counting sheep Focus, breathe deep Alas, I bear this heavy load Upon my back it takes its toll Counting Sheep

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Out Here

Rain. There is a bitter-sweet melancholia and exuberant joy that puddles around everything in a rainy Seattle winter. There is an internal conflict. Should one recklessly stomp through dark puddles, covering everything in grit and mud? Should one hunker down by a fire with a cup of dark coffee and a new vinyl treasure from the local record store? Or, merely smile at the gray, knowing that our verdancy depends on it and will inevitably follow?

In December 2012, we recorded our sophomore, full-length album entitled “Out Here.” It is dripping with rain and steeped in the stories we lived and heard while touring as a blue-collar band the last four years. There is seriousness in these songs, and there is hope too.

“Out Here” is our band’s record of the past four year’s excitement and challenges. It is our way of making sense of the places we saw, the people we met, and the stories we heard. The album title itself is shared by one of our songs that tells the story of a one-hundred year old homestead in the Montana prairies and the tale of the people that lived and died there as immigrant homesteaders. Another of our songs tells the story of friends that are fighting cancer and loss, and there is another that tells the story of the ones we leave behind when we take to the highway…

However dark the stories we heard, the common theme was always hope. “Things were hard, but they got better.” “The challenges we lived through and experienced improved us. Those rough times helped us appreciate the beauty and opportunity around us. They shaped us”

Musically, “Out Here” is a raw, roots-rock Americana record. Producer John Goodmanson (Death Cab for Cutie, Brandi Carlisle, Nada Surf, Sleater-Kinney, The Posies) captured the live energy of our band, and the dynamic essence of our songs. “Out Here” was recorded at London Bridge Studios (Seattle) to analog tape, and it displays the warm edginess that is so characteristic of the classic Seattle sound. The songs were written collectively by all of Cody Beebe & The Crooks with additional arrangement by Jonathan Plum and additional writing by Tommy Simmons.

We were fortunate to have a wealth of incredible guest artists record on the album as well. All our guests are musicians we have performed live with, and we deeply respect their art and abilities. We would like to thank: Greg Floyd (guitar; Whiskey Syndicate), Fysah (vocals), Rl Heyer (guitar; True Spokes, Cracker Factory), Daniel Kamas (vocals), David Miner (tenor saxophone, horn arrangements), Skylar Mehal (guitar; Patrick Foster and The Locomotive), Tyler Paxton (harmonica, banjo), Tommy Simmons (vocals), Tim Snider (strings, electric fiddle), Andrew Vait (vocals; Eternal Fair), Pauline Wick (vocals; The Wicks), Steve O’Brien (trumpet)

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released May 7, 2013

Produced and Engineered by John Goodmanson, All music and lyrics by Cody Beebe & The Crooks: Cody Beebe, Aaron Myers, Joe Catron, Eric Miller, Chris Green, Brian Paxton, Preproduction and additional arrangement by Jonathan Plum, Assistant Engineering by Stephen Hogan

Additional Writing on "I'll Get Mine" by Tommy Simmons

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Cody Beebe & The Crooks Seattle, Washington

Seattle's Cody Beebe & The Crooks make rock music that is inspired by the frontier attitude of the American Heartland. When you hear their music, you hear the West's Americana roots, but it comes off with an unpretentious explosion true to their hometown's legendary rock and roll. After 6 years of relentless touring, CBC is bravely presenting innovative work with an honest, captivating story. ... more

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