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One​-​Man Country Blues Band

by Chris Holm

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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Pickin' Mississippi Blues Favorites, Let Me Sing You a Good Time, These Cloudy Days, Gramma's Too Small Pajamas, Get Out, One-Man Country Blues Band, Oh These Hard Times, Calamity Jane, and 2 more. , and , .

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1.
Walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain I didn’t even notice my feet in chains Well I was walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain I didn’t even notice my feet in chains Seems like everything, bout to change But I don’t care, don’t affect my ways Seems like everything, bout to change But I don’t care, don’t affect my ways Well I ain't watching the Sunday evening news Cause I’m already got those Monday morning blues I said oh, ain't watching the Sunday evening news Cause I already got those Monday morning blues This old world turning upside down You say I’m wearing my ignorance like a crown This old world turning upside down You say I’m wearing my ignorance like a crown I Got my head in the sand, like an ostrich in savannah field If the end is near baby, well I don’t want to see I Got my head in the sand, like an ostrich in savannah field If the end is near baby, well I don’t want to see
2.
Babe I got them BS Valley blues Babe I got them BS Valley blues Pull on my overalls baby, pull on my muddy shoes Going up a place I know too well Going up a place I know too well Just a quick layover, baby on my road to hell Way up North where it snows near every day Way up North where it snows near every day But they don’t mind it much, say it keeps the riff raff away The women all drive pickup trucks and curse more than they pray The women all drive pickup trucks and curse more than they pray But they’ll warm you in the winter when you peel the layers away Well I got a cabin way back in the woods Well I got a cabin way back in the woods My nearest friendly neighbor lives three miles away High on a hill, Lost River down below High on a hill, Lost River down below Gonna drink up all my whiskey, smoke all the green that I can I grow The nights are black as coal up in the hills The nights are black as coal up in the hills Ain’t no light pollution, ain’t no electricity bills My beard is growing raggedy and gray My beard is growing raggedy and gray If I make it to the springtime babe I won’t make another day They’ll bury me on top of old Oak Hill They’ll bury me on top of old Oak Hill And throw a small stone marker next to the grave my daddy fills I’m going away girl won’t you help me pack I’m going away girl won’t you help me pack Got them BS Valley blues and I ain’t never coming back
3.
Hello Muddy River Haven’t seen you in a while Hello Muddy River Haven’t seen you in a while Ain’t it good to see an old friend Even just in passing by We were born from the same soil And both feel the need to roam We were born from the same soil And both feel the need to roam But our roots stay planted firmly In our Minnesota home And the blues they did find us A good while down our path Yeah the blues they did find us A good while down our path Became part of our story And we ain’t never going back Hey lazy river Meet me southward as you flow Hey lazy river Meet me southward as you flow From little Lake Itasca To the Gulf of Mexico Hello Muddy Mississippi River Haven’t seen you in a while Hello Muddy Mississippi River Haven’t seen you in a while Ain’t it good to see an old friend Even just in passing by
4.
I was cryin’ babe, cryin’ babe Sobbin’ in my sleeve Sobbin’ in my sleeve Hope my baby, she don’t see me Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see Oh Well that’s the way, the way it’s been The way it always ends The way it always ends She quits me and I’m on my knees again Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see I was walkin’ central Parkway with a Bag over my head Bag over my head Cause if she sees me, wish that I was dead Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see Can’t you hear me howlin’ babe Sobbin’ in my sleeve Sobbin’ in my sleeve A lonesome wolf left in the cold to freeze Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see Pray to hear you runnin’ babe Runnin’ back to me Runnin’ back to me Pray to hear you runnin’ back to me Cause I’m Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see
5.
Dust is a flyin’ Up off the gravel road Choking my eyeballs The salty water flows Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama Can’t you hear my cryin’ Tires a spinnin’ Faster as you go Off into the ether With my heart in tow Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama Can’t you hear my cryin’ ah…. I was living the good life I was doing fine Then you came along And took me for a ride Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama Can’t you hear my cryin’ Showed me love I didn’t know I need Showed me love And left me here to bleed Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama Can’t you hear my cryin’ Sittin’ on my front porch Pickin’ my guitar When along came drivin’ A fast moving car Dust is a flyin’ You smile and you wave And I wish I could be Six feet in my grave Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama Can’t you hear my cryin’ ah….
6.
I Am a Stone 05:03
I looked down the road I saw an old friend I cried his name and waved my hand He was walkin’ He looked tired Said hey man where you headed? Headed nowhere But can’t stop movin’ Cause moss don’t grow on a rollin’ stone So goodbye little sister It’s time for me to go Hit the highways Down to Mexico Winter’s comin’ Cold winds blowin’ Windows closin’ And I don’t want to stay another day Reminds me of the time that We packed up our hopes and we did drive 30 hours through the desert To the valley by the coast Ran from our ghosts, Freeway to a new sunny day And the blues they can’t catch me If I never slow my pace Can’t stop movin’ Keep on ramblin’ Never let ‘em catch me where I lay I am a stone One more time to roll on down the road Daddy up and passed on Years before his time A life unfinished But that’s the way The story goes Just never know When the good lord will choose to call you home Left Ma all alone down on the farm But she’s stronger than she knows Wish I could come home more than I do And so do I But she’s got other things to fill her time A sister’s children Another on the way She still prays for me but she knows My roots will never grow You know I never did believe that Daddy would ever leave But he was me And I am him Could never say The things that matter We just make the same mistakes Over again I am a stone One more time to roll on down the road I am a stone One more time to roll on down the road
7.
Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say Mississippi moonshine, baby, well it’s getting in the way Sitting round the fire, drinkin to my daddy dead and gone Sitting round the fire, drinkin to my daddy dead and gone Pass around that bottle, keep the whiskey flowin’ Talkin’ stories ‘bout the old times, laughin’ as the tears come rollin’ by Talkin’ stories ‘bout the old times, laughin’ as the tears come rollin’ by Well this Mississippi moonshine, loose the teardrops from my eyes Hand me down that bottle, say another word about the man Hand me down that bottle, say another word about the man I’m drinkin’ to remember, til I can’t even stand Drink this bottle dry, won’t you bring another bottle down Drink this bottle dry, won’t you bring another bottle down Keep the memories flowin, until the sun comes back around Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say Mississippi moonshine, baby, well it’s getting in the way
8.
Well I been on this road ten years gone on You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone I just got time for one more song and I’m singin’ louder than an old gray swan You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home Well I’ve heard my name roll off your tongue Years ago when we were young Now you watch through distant eyes That see my face, don’t recognize You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home Breath of fire and gasoline I was a highway drifter with a head of steam But my broke down engine left me here By the side of the road as midnight nears You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home Searching for words on how I feel Mind spinnin’ faster than a roulette wheel I think that I may firmly be Planted in your memories You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home One more day and then I’ll fade Into the night from whence I came I’ve done all I set out to do So let me say goodnight to you You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home Well I been on this road ten years gone on You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone I just got time for one more song and I’m singin’ louder than an old gray swan You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
9.
Well I watch the golden leaves falling from the trees And washing down the river gentle as it’s flowin’ The kaleidoscope of colors nearly knocks me to my knees Even as the winds of change are cold blowing I long for the golden sweet summer’s warm embrace A Tahitian island beachside bungalow But I went against all reason and I danced with all seasons And Lady Winter she did take me home My mind begins to wander though my feet are standing still As a white dusting of snow gathers on my window sill To many a road I have strolled just in my mind I’m dreaming my way down the road CHORUS Down the road, Down the road I’m dreaming my way down the road Well don’t you wake me baby I got places to go Just dreaming my way down the road Great pyramids of Egypt rising high above the plain I climbed them from the bottom to the tip And walked among the ruins that the men of gods had built Across five thousand years in the Nile River silt CHORUS To swim chromatic forests beneath the oceans blue Sharks circle above me, an octopus below A great sunken treasure out there for me to find When I close my eyelids and open up my mind CHORUS Well I looked over the highest mountain top To see what’s on the other side I was a bit excited to see what I may find And then my eyes were open and the sunlight made me blind CHORUS And I may never find that distant pot of gold At the farthest end of the rainbow Yesterday I was young, today I’m growing old Still dreaming my way down the road
10.
Gonna haul my trash to the town hall dump In my old green and white Chevy pickup truck One door won’t open and one one won’t shut Fenders are nearly eaten by rust Tailgate won’t latch, Got a hole in the floor I can’t drive her on the highway no more But she’s paid off And that’s good enough She got AM radio, can’t get no stations Got a best of bluegrass cassette in the player Bill Monroe, Flatt & Scruggs Rocky Top, Fox on the Run That banjo roll, that fiddle whine Heard those songs a million times But I don’t mind Ain’t heard ‘em enough In the driver’s seat with my son in my lap He’s got the wheel, I got the brake & the gas Ain’t no hurry take it slow Up and down these gravel roads Windows down, wind in our hair A little dusty but we don’t care We’re laughin’ And that good enough Driving the field roads on my land Wife by my side, beer in my hand Head lights off, looking for deer Back in the turnip patch I planted this year Park for a while and watch the sun go down Stay a little longer as the stars gather round It’s peaceful And that’s good enough And on the day that old truck breaks down I’ll park her back behind the barn Next too my daddy’s old blue Ford He parked back there in ‘64 There she’ll sit as the grass grows high Until she’s nearly hidden from sight She's been a good truck And that’s good enough

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A new collection of songs by Minneapolis, Minnesota based one-man country blues band, Chris Holm.

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released March 4, 2020

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Chris Holm Minneapolis, Minnesota

Chris Holm is a solo acoustic folk blues artist from Minneapolis, Minnesota. Chris plays guitar, banjo and harmonica and writes many of his own songs in addition to performing old blues, country, folk, and gospel songs. Chris is also the bass player of The 4onthefloor and vocalist and multi-instrumentalist of The Fattenin' Frogs. ... more

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