Songs Of Winter And Construction

by The Vermeers

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From the sounds of the honky tonks on a Saturday night to the sounds of the Eastern European shtetl to the sounds of the English music halls, singing and playing songs of unrequited love, songs of revenge, songs of whimsy, songs of drinkin', lovin', and folk heroes... In short, SONGS OF WINTER AND CONSTRUCTION. So wake up Ol' Blue, crack open a beer, and hit the open road with The Vermeers!

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released July 23, 2007

Matt Rasch - vocals, guitar, keyboard, concertina, bass, jew's harp
Nik McLane - vocals, mandolin, guitar, keyboard
Kevin Paul - guitar
Ryan Cole - percussion
Brad Winkler - banjo, guitar
Eric Jaqua - bass
Sam McKenney - vocals

All tracks written by M. Rasch; except 3, 5, 12, 14, 16 traditional, arr. by M. Rasch; 8 by M. Rasch and N. McLane; 9 traditional, arr. by N. McLane and B. Winkler; 17 by N. McLane

Recorded at Plattdeutsch Studios
Mixed and engineered by Matt Rasch
Cover photograph by Mandee Edwards
Produced by Vermeers, Ltd.

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Alt country meets indie folk pop meets rock 'n roll barn dance, The Vermeers have been doin' what they do since 2006! In the past nine years, they have released ten albums and two EPs. (With more to come, so stay tuned!)

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Track Name: Brunette
[instrumental]
Track Name: The Ballad Of Lewis Tate And Janice Moon
Love came late for Lewis Tate
When at the age of eighty-three
He met a girl so fair with bleach-blonde hair
Age of seventeen, boys
Age of seventeen

Love came soon for Janice Moon
When at the age of seventeen
She met a man so old but I've been told
That he has a lot of money, boys
Has a lot of money

Tate and Moon planned to wed real soon
Janice's wheels were spinnin'
She'd kill her beau and get the dough
The house, the car, the linen, boys
The house, the car, the linen

The big day came for man and dame
The cake, the dress, the tux
He'll have no fun, she bought a gun
She's gonna get those bucks, boys
She's gonna get those bucks

But then Tegan Quin, sweet lesbian
She came and saved the day
She said, "What the heck, I object!"
And that's the end---olé, boys
That's the end, olé!
Track Name: Lily Of The West
When first I came to Louisville
Some pleasures there to find
A damsel there from Lexington
Was pleasin' to my mind
Her ruby lips, her rosy cheeks
Like arrows pierced my breast
The name she bore was Flora
The Lily of the West

I courted lovely Flora
Some pleasures there to find
But she turned onto another man
Which sore distressed my mind
She stole away my liberty
Deprived me of my rest
Then go my lovely Flora
The Lily of the West

Way down in yonder shady grove
A man of low degree
Conversin' with my Flora there
It seemed so strange to me
The answer that she gave to him
It sore did me oppress
I was betrayed by Flora
The Lily of the West

I stepped up to my rival
My dagger in my hand
I seized him by the collar
And boldly bade him stand
Be mad to desperation
I pierced him in his breast
Then go my lovely Flora
The Lily of the West

And then I had to stand my trial
I had to make my plea
They put me in the criminal box
And then commenced on me
Although she swore my life away
Deprived me of my rest
Still I love my faithless Flora
The Lily of the West
The Lily of the West
The Lily of the West
Track Name: Lulu's Song
[instrumental]
Track Name: Railroad Bill
Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
Never worked and he never will
Ride, ride, ride
Early one mornin', standin' in the rain
Round the curve come a long freight train
Ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill, he ain't so bad
Whooped his mammy, shot a round with his dad
Ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill a-comin', a-comin' on soon
Killed his lady by the light of the moon
Ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill, a mighty bad man
Shot that lantern right out of the breakman's hand
Ride, ride, ride

Kill me a chicken, send me the wing
They think I'm workin', I ain't doin' a thing
Ride, ride, ride
Kill me a chicken, send me the head
They think I'm workin', I'm layin' in bed
Ride, ride, ride
MacNellon had a special train
When he got there it was prayin'
Ride, ride, ride
I got a .38 special on a .45 frame
How can I miss when I got dead aim?
Ride, ride, ride
I got a great big pistol 'bout as long as your arm
I'm gonna kill everybody if they do me any harm
Ride, ride, ride

Gonna drink me my whiskey, gonna drink it in the wind
Doctor said it'd cure me, but he didn't say when
Ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill, sittin' on a hill
Lighting a cigar with a ten dollar bill
Ride, ride, ride
Well, Railroad Bill, he got into wine
Now he goes off to France in his mind
Ride, ride, ride
Track Name: La Dolce Nina Conti
They call her Nina
Nina Conti
Not Katrina
Not Asti Spumante
She's the greatest thing they say
Since sliced bread
I just can't seem to get her
Out of my mind
(Wait, I messed that line up...)

They call her Nina
Nina Conti
Not Talking Tina
Not sit on it, Potzie
She's the very best gal
That anyone can find
I just can't seem to get her
Out of my head
(Wait, I messed it up again...)

Nina, Nina, Nina, Nina
Nina
Track Name: Girls At The Bar
The end of the week, it's Friday night
And I'm ready to hit the town
My eyes are peeled, my radar's on
For any chickies that are around

There are girls, girls, girls at the bar
But I know, know, know I won't get too far
Oh, it seems it must be written in the stars
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar

Diggin' in my pocket, scroungin' for some cash
Spied a little honey, said, "Hi, the name is Rasch"
"Hey, there, baby, let's go back to my place?"
Chick hauled off, sucker punched me in the face

There are girls, girls, girls at the bar
But I know, know, know I won't get too far
Oh, it seems it must be written in the stars
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar

I said, "Hey, bartender, send a drink
To that gal over there in red
"That's my wife," he snarls
Breaks a bottle on my head

There are girls, girls, girls at the bar
But I know, know, know I won't get too far
Oh, it seems it must be written in the stars
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar

There's a gal in blue, a gal in black
A gal with a tattoo on her back
One in green, one in a short dress
One in high heels, Oh, G-d, I'm a mess

There are girls, girls, girls at the bar
But I know, know, know I won't get too far
Oh, it seems it must be written in the stars
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar

There are girls, girls, girls at the bar
But I know, know, know I won't get too far
Oh, it seems it must be written in the stars
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar (once more)
I'll get no girls, girls, girls at the bar

Ahhh-men
Track Name: Goodbye, My Love
Sometimes you're wonderful
Sometimes I wonder why
It hurts so much
You're like a crutch
Why does it hurt?
I feel like dirt
When you say goodbye
Oh, tell me why

Time has come to let you go
(Goodbye my love, goodbye)
I’ll meet you after the show
(Goodbye my love, goodbye)

I've seen all the signs
Candlelight and red wine
But none of it's mine
Not this time
You were playing a tune
'Neath the silvery moon
But not for me
Why can't you see?

Time has come to let you go
(Goodbye my love, goodbye)
I’ll meet you after the show
(Goodbye my love, goodbye)

Now it's starting to rain
I'm feelin' the pain
Where did you go?
Oh, I don't know
Track Name: Roll On, Muddy River
Roll on, muddy river, roll on for me
I got me a notion that you might be goin' my way
I got me a woman down in Tennessee
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me

Three long months on a sand barge tour
How much more can a man endure?
It's high time that I was home for sure
So roll on, muddy river, roll on, roll on

Roll on, muddy river, roll on for me
I got me a notion that you might be goin' my way
I got me a woman down in Tennessee
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me

Down to New Orleans, up in St. Louis
Stop by Memphis, Minneapolis too
Now back in Nashville I'll be surely soon
So roll on, muddy river, roll on for me

Roll on, muddy river, roll on for me
I got me a notion that you might be goin' my way
I got me a woman down in Tennessee
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me

I love you, babe, but I'll just call it fate
You and I are soon gonna seperate
I know you'll be there, but I know you won't wait
So roll on, muddy river, roll on, roll on

Roll on, muddy river, roll on for me
I got me a notion that you might be goin' my way
I got me a woman down in Tennessee
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me

Roll on, muddy river, roll on for me
I got me a notion that you might be goin' my way
I got me a woman down in Tennessee
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me
She's been waitin' a long time to see little old me
Track Name: The Dreadful End Of Vain Vera
Vera was a pretty young thing, a vain young girl
Matter of fact her only thought in this whole wide world
Was herself, you see, she had a looking glass
And all day long, as the hours would pass
She would look at herself, and comb her hair
Make up her face, and smile and stare

But in this mirror dwelt, so they said
The first wife of Adam, if your history's been read
Who watched this young girl as she stared
Happily admiring herself without a care
Ol' Lilith, when she saw her chance
Took over her body, with no song nor dance

Next thing you know, the girl, who'd always been good
Started running around with all the boys in her neighbourhood
She'd come home late and lie to her dad
Which made the poor old man very sad
"No respectable man will have you now, actin' like that
You've sorrowed my heart, you little bat!"

And the good Lord listenin' up in the sky
Heard the father's helpless cry
And the Lord decided he'd do just that
And he turned the young girl into a bat
In the throughs of love, she let out a shriek
A bat she was, and a cave she did seek

I think she still lives there to this very day
But sometimes late at night, they say
You can hear her cry her apology,
"I'm sorry for my vanity"
Track Name: Wicked Gin
I'm not lookin' to fall in love
'Cause I just know that it will have to end
All I'm hopin' is that we two can
Maybe make amends, yeah

I need some wicked gin
I need some wicked gin
With Jin Wicked
I need some wicked gin
With Jin Wicked
With a top hat on
I said a top hat on
I said a top hat on
I need some wicked gin
I need some wicked gin
With Jin Wicked
With Jin Wicked
With a top hat on
With a top hat on
Track Name: The Banks Of The Ohio
I asked my love to take a walk
Just to walk a little way
And we did walk, and we did talk
All about our wedding day

Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no other's arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio

I took her by her lily white hand
And led her down the banks of sand
I plunged her in where she would drown
And watched her as she floated down

Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no other's arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio

Returnin' home between twelve and one
Thinkin', Lord, what have I done?
I'd killed the girl I love, you see
Because she would not marry me

Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no other's arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio

Then only say that you'll be mine
And in no other's arms entwine
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio
Track Name: Lisa Ear Loeb
Through the highs
And the lows
I can't trust you
And it shows
You promised me love
Then you stole all my clothes

I need new glasses (Where are my glasses?)
Track Name: Tum Balalayke (Slight Return)
Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum balalayke, shpil balalayke
Tum balalayke, freylik zol zayn

Shteyt a bocher un er tracht
Tracht un tracht a ganste nacht
Vemen tsu nemen un nit farshemen
Vemen tsu nemen un nit farshemen

Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum balalayke, shpil balalayke
Tum balalayke, freylik zol zayn

Maidel, maidel, ch'vel bay dir fregn
Vos kon vaksn, vaksn on regn?
Vos kon brenen un nit oyfhern?
Vos kon benken, benken on trern?

Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum balalayke, shpil balalayke
Tum balalayke, freylik zol zayn

Narisher bocher, vos darfstu fregn?
A shteyn kon vaksn, vaksn on regn
Liebe kon brenen, un nit oyfhern
A harts kon benken, benken on trern

Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum bala, tum bala, tum balalayke
Tum balalayke, shpil balalayke
Tum balalayke, freylik zol zayn
Track Name: She Ain't The Gal I Fell In Love With
She don't go out to the parties no more
She don't smoke till she can't touch the floor
She no longer lays in the bed, poundin' a fifth
She ain't the gal I fell in love with
No, she ain't the gal I fell in love with

I hear she's got a steady man, with a steady job
Now she don't talk to me, she thinks I'm just a slob
She don't do drugs, just paints and knits
She ain't the gal I fell in love with
No, she ain't the gal I fell in love with

So fare thee well, darlin', I'll call you in a while
Can't do it right now, 'cause I'm too drunk to dial
(ad nauseum)
Track Name: Mary Of The Wild Moor
It was on one cold, windy night
When the wind blew across the wild moor
T'was there Mary wandered alone with her child
Till she came to her own father's door

Why did I leave this fair spot
Where once I was happy and free?
For I'm now left alone in this cold world to roam
And nobody cares about me

Oh, father, take pity on me
Come down and open the door
For the child in my arms she will perish and die
From the winds that blow across the wild moor

But the old man was deaf to her cries
Not a sound from her voice did he hear
And the watchdog did howl, and the village bells tolled
And the winds blew across the wild moor

Oh, how the old man must have felt
When he came to the door the next morn
And he found Mary dead, but the child still alive
Still wrapped in her dead mothers arms

In anguish he tore his grey hair
And his tears down his cheeks they did pour
When he saw how that night she had perished and died
From the winds that blew across the wild moor

In grief the old man pined away
And the child to its mother went soon
And no one they say lives there to this day
And the cottage to ruin has gone

But the villagers point out the spot
Where the willows droop over the door
Saying there Mary died, once a gay village bride
From the winds that blew across the wild moor
Track Name: Lampshade [hidden track]
You in the corner with the lampshade on
What's your name?