Self Portrait in an Outlaw Amish Barn
"Lonesome Liz is more than just Outalw Country, she's the female Robert Johnson." - Hank Hart, Southern Fried Magazine
video and song adaptation by Lonesome Liz
live in Richmond, video by Ron Thomas Smith
A Love Song For You
If I could write a love song
I'd write one for you.
I'd make it all about what went wrong
and what's right with you.
If I could compose an emotional ballad or two...
I'd sing them all and they
would be all about you.
If I believed that wishes could come true,
I'd wish I could write a love song for you.
I'm bored and mean. I'm incomplete.
I need you to step back a beat.
I feel alright. I ain't uptight.
I just never get love songs right.
But I miss you when I can't kiss you
and I need you when I don't see you
and I wish I could write a love song for you;
all about what went wrong
and what's right with you.
If I could compose an emotional ballad or two...
I'd sing them all and they would be all about you.
If I had a love song, I'd sing it for you.
I'd write one for you.
I'd make it all about what went wrong
and what's right with you.
If I could compose an emotional ballad or two...
I'd sing them all and they
would be all about you.
If I believed that wishes could come true,
I'd wish I could write a love song for you.
I'm bored and mean. I'm incomplete.
I need you to step back a beat.
I feel alright. I ain't uptight.
I just never get love songs right.
But I miss you when I can't kiss you
and I need you when I don't see you
and I wish I could write a love song for you;
all about what went wrong
and what's right with you.
If I could compose an emotional ballad or two...
I'd sing them all and they would be all about you.
If I had a love song, I'd sing it for you.
The Night and A Memory
Written with Eric Mellencamp
Got lost walkin' 'cause where I was tryin' to go to
isn't really a place; it's a face. It's you.
I've worn out holes in my shoes.
It's a fright what the night and a memory can do.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
You may say I got the Devil in me
but I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I already wasn't right when yesterday hit me.
Like a firecracker, your echo lit me.
It was like a sleepin' dog that woke up and bit me;
the idea that you'll probably soon forget me.
And you left me in the night with a memory.
I'm stranded in the night and a memory.
Wish you'd let go of the Devil in me
'cause I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I'll wake up somewhere anyhow, I don't know.
Wish I could wake up a long time ago
before I was chasin' your shadow
but I'm always a stone's throw
from a memory.
I'm caught in the night and a memory.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
You may say I've got the Devil in me
but I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I've worn out holes in my shoes
it's a fright what hte night and a memory can do.
I'd go to Hell if I had a soul to lose.
It's a fright what the night and a memory can do.
I'm scared of the night and your memory.
I'm lost in the night and your memory.
I can't let go of the Devil in me
'cause I'm lost in the night and in your memory.
I'm reminded of angels in your memory.
Got lost walkin' 'cause where I was tryin' to go to
isn't really a place; it's a face. It's you.
I've worn out holes in my shoes.
It's a fright what the night and a memory can do.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
You may say I got the Devil in me
but I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I already wasn't right when yesterday hit me.
Like a firecracker, your echo lit me.
It was like a sleepin' dog that woke up and bit me;
the idea that you'll probably soon forget me.
And you left me in the night with a memory.
I'm stranded in the night and a memory.
Wish you'd let go of the Devil in me
'cause I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I'll wake up somewhere anyhow, I don't know.
Wish I could wake up a long time ago
before I was chasin' your shadow
but I'm always a stone's throw
from a memory.
I'm caught in the night and a memory.
I'm lost in the night and a memory.
You may say I've got the Devil in me
but I'm reminded of angels when I spin in your memory.
I've worn out holes in my shoes
it's a fright what hte night and a memory can do.
I'd go to Hell if I had a soul to lose.
It's a fright what the night and a memory can do.
I'm scared of the night and your memory.
I'm lost in the night and your memory.
I can't let go of the Devil in me
'cause I'm lost in the night and in your memory.
I'm reminded of angels in your memory.
Warnin' Label
I should have worn a warning label
so you'd understand
I can get more than a little
out of hand.
Or maybe caution tape around me
so you'd've known soon as you found me
the outlaw routine ain't all an act.
I'm kinda mean as a matter of fact.
I'm mean but I didn't mean it.
I'm sorry that you've seen it.
The way I feel is gettin' so profound
I'm havin' a hard time writin' it down.
No it ain't the very first time
I'm reminded I should've stopped at the wine.
It won't be the last one either;
last one to remind me'll be St. Peter.
But its the very last time I'll do that to you.
I wrote you this song 'cause you're really cute.
I'm gonna write you another one too;
cause I can't keep my mind off you.
I'm mean but I didn't mean it.
I'm sorry that you've seen it.
The way I feel is gettin' so profound
I'm havin' a hard time writin' it down.
so you'd understand
I can get more than a little
out of hand.
Or maybe caution tape around me
so you'd've known soon as you found me
the outlaw routine ain't all an act.
I'm kinda mean as a matter of fact.
I'm mean but I didn't mean it.
I'm sorry that you've seen it.
The way I feel is gettin' so profound
I'm havin' a hard time writin' it down.
No it ain't the very first time
I'm reminded I should've stopped at the wine.
It won't be the last one either;
last one to remind me'll be St. Peter.
But its the very last time I'll do that to you.
I wrote you this song 'cause you're really cute.
I'm gonna write you another one too;
cause I can't keep my mind off you.
I'm mean but I didn't mean it.
I'm sorry that you've seen it.
The way I feel is gettin' so profound
I'm havin' a hard time writin' it down.
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