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Never Trust a Girl With a Guitar
(c) 11/2021 LaMonte
Never trust a girl with a guitar
She’ll sing to make you laugh, before she sings to make you cry
She’ll turn the key inside your soul, and take it for a ride
Then she’ll tell the whole world who you really are
Never trust a girl with a guitar
She never sings a lie that isn’t true
You can stay or you can fly … she will blame it all on you
Still you’ll love her as she slowly breaks your heart
Yeah, never trust a girl with a guitar
She’ll wrap your pain in brilliance
Make you her new favorite villain
You can’t say you weren’t willin’ from the start
Every song’s a weapon in her hands
Destroyin’ all your ever-after plans
Mmmmm, you’re just a story … she’s the star
Never trust a girl with a guitar
And when the worst is over, you’re still listenin’ in your car
Yeah, never trust a girl
Never trust a girl
Never trust a girl with a guitar
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People Do This Every Day
05:07
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People Do This Every Day
written New Year's Day 2022 (c) G. LaMonte
All the bridges cross that Mississippi River
Make my hands shake on the wheel
Never seems enough room for that semi rollin' past me
I hold my breath, wish I were anywhere but here
I hold my breath, but I'm not brave
I hold my breath and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
I cross that river, but I'm not brave
I cross that river and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
Cold, dark evenings, and I could use some warmth and light
My hands, they tremble, as I set that match to strike
I fear the spark that goes astray
I hold my breath, pretend that I don't fear that flame
I hold my breath, but I'm not brave
I hold my breath and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
I light that fire, but I'm not brave
I light that fire and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
Space between us seems so wide
Afraid of reachin' the other side
My heart could break and my trust ain't free
I hold my breath, wish I were anyone but me
I hold my breath, but I'm not brave
I hold my breath and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
I give my heart, but I'm not brave
I give my heart and say
People do this every day
People do this every day
Now, I ain't fearless and I ain't brave
But people do this every day
I hold my breath and I step into this mess 'cause
People do this every day
People do this every day
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Hold Up the Sky
05:16
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Hold Up the Sky
written summer 2022 (c) G. LaMonte
She's holdin' up the sky for everyone she's ever loved
Oooh, her arms are tired
She knows that ground below and every star hangs up abive
Now her world's on fire
She says I can't hold on
Gotta let go
For just a little while
Yeah, it's been a wild ride, she dug in where she could
She might have been a bad girl, but she done a lot more good
Ain't holdin' on to yesterday, the past is in the past
The future's burnin' down like it ain't made to last
She says I can't hold on
Gotta let go
May you find all your tomorrows where you'll love more than today
May you find the wind and wings to learn to fly
May you find that someone
May you find that someone
Someone to hold up the sky
She's lookin' at her children and lookin' to her grands
But they're all busy makin' sparks with their busy hands
They can't see the future for the smoke that's in their eyes
And she lets fly
May you find that someone
May you find that someone
Someone to hold up the sky
The future is a child
Arms stretched to the clouds
They may not remember
But they already know how
To find all their tomorrows where they'll love more than today
Yeah, they've got the wind and wings to learn to fly
May you find your someone
Hope you find that someone
Someone to hold up the sky
May you find your someone
Maybe you will be the one
Someone to hold up the sky
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Dust
03:51
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Dust
(c) 2021 G. LaMonte
Dust from half a world away
Now there's a haze on Lemon Bay
Paints my sunset end of day
Perfection
My fractured soul could not resist
Your passion, your pain, heartbreak and bliss
But this dust, this life, it all moves in
One direction
I was strong, I was stone
I hoped I'd be enough
Now I'm worn, and you're gone
And I'm dust
These broken pieces of myself
They change the story I will tell
Bound to me and ground away
To memories I can't trust
I hoped I'd be enough
Now I'm worn, and you're gone
And I'm a million prisms I can't see
They change the sky and I believe
They soothe the edges of the day
To violet and rust
I was strong, I was stone
I hoped I'd be enough
Now I'm worn, and you're gone
And I'm dust
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Straight Line
03:00
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No Such Thing As a Straight Line
© G. LaMonte 2/2014
No such thing as a straight line - The path you’re walkin’
No such thing as a straight line - It will take you round the world
The best thing you can do my friend - Is meet yourself there at the end
No such thing as a straight line - The universe is curled
No such thing as a lost soul - Oh, that pain you’re feelin’
No such thing as a lost soul - You just forgot you came to play
The best thing you can do my friend - Is love yourself and start again
No such thing as a lost soul - You are always on your way
Earth is round - Sun is round - Moon is round - Mother’s belly is so round
No such thing as a straight line (4x)
Maybe it's just some black hole - Not the way you’re thinkin’
Maybe it's just some black hole - The theory, it has changed
We are all just quantum souls - We can live or watch, but we can’t do both
Maybe it's just some black hole - Horizons, they do change
No such thing as a straight line - The path you’re walkin’
No such thing as a straight line - It will take you round the world
The best thing you can do my friend - Is meet yourself there at the end
No such thing as a straight line - The universe is curled
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Tupelo
04:06
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Tupelo
(c) 2019 G. LaMonte
Siftin' through some dead man's life
Talkin' to his grievin' wife
Yard sale down in Tupelo
Took a couple things home
Shelled pecans, honeybees
Magnolia blossoms on the breeze
Natchez Trace, and oh, those trees
They run right up to the road
Everywhere I look I see the King is still a boy
I can hear his laughter here before I hear that voice
That voice that every mama knows
Liquid whiskey dreams and ramblin' rose
Sunday drive in Tupelo
AM it don't come in clear
FM ain't got a god damned thing I wanna hear
So I'll just listen to the music
Of my wheels on gravel road
Gospel song from some old shack
Just enough to take me back
I ain't been to church in years
Ain't no time now for me to go
It's time for me to go
Everywhere I look I see the King is still a boy
I can hear his laughter here before I hear that voice
That voice that every mama knows
Liquid whiskey dreams and ramblin' rose
Sunday drive in Tupelo
Siftin' through some dead man's life
Talkin' to his grievin' wife
Yard sale down in Tupelo
Took a couple things home
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Uvalde Lullaby
03:12
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Uvalde Lullaby
(c) 4/2022 G. LaMonte
Hush now
Evil walks
Breathe ye soft
And be still
Quiet now
Doors are locked
You are on your own
I'm not here
If ye live, run to me
If ye go, find me in my dreams
Hush now
Evil walks
Breathe ye soft
And be still
Breathe ye shallow
And be still
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Harder
03:22
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Harder
(c) 2020 G. LaMonte
I know you’re tired … but there’s still babies dyin’
I know you want to sleep … but these bullets flyin’
I know you need to rest … this storm’s still comin’
We got to do our best … we can’t stop runnin’
Life is hard … I’m gonna love you harder
Got to try … harder
Some words don’t mean a thing … when we all know they’re lyin’
I know that you’re afraid … say, what’s the use in tryin’
But you and I … we got each other
When life is hard … we go harder
Life is hard … I’m gonna love you harder
Got to try … harder
My love’s no sweet, soft thing
I’ll give you everything
We were made for times like this
I’ll take you higher, deeper, stronger
Harder
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New Religion
04:44
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New Religion
(c) 2021 G. LaMonte
No burdens to bear
No crosses to burn
No catechismal hate
For children to learn
No lines in the sand
The sands they have shifted
New ground to stand
Where we are all lifted
Welcome to, welcome to
I want to welcome you
To the new religion
No prayers for redemption
No original sin
No going back
To where we have been
Light of Divine Love
Shines on our vision
We are sacred without
We are sacred within
Welcome to, welcome to
I want to welcome you
To the new religion
Come out of your exile
Fathers, daughters, sons and mothers
There was only ever one rule
Love yourself and love each other
Welcome to, welcome to
I want to welcome you
To the new religion
I put out a call to you, my community. And you responded! I acknowledge and celebrate every single person who contributed their talent to New Religion. Because of you, I was able to achieve my vision. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Sax - Rachel Welch
Choir:
Alba Paglia Kauffman
Alexian
Debe Fisher
Dru Ann Welch
eric.a.casey
Ginger Ackley
James Mahaffey
Jesse Guggino
Laura Perry
Leah Clark
Meren King
Michael Rashas
MJ Dellucci
Nikki Kirby
Opal Luna
Pulsar27
Vicki Scotti of Hecate’s Wheel
Zane Ratcliffe
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Hey, Mr. Christopher
02:58
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Hey Mr. Christopher
(c) 2022 LaMonte
Hey Mr. Christopher, I know you ain’t no saint
I still believe in you, though the Pope says that you ain’t
I keep you on my dash, oh, your feet are magnetized
Mr. Christopher, please be my ride or die
My Mama propped you on the dashboard each time my Daddy’d drive
I swear you were the only thing that kept us kids alive
I’m holdin’ that tradition every time I start this truck
Mr. Christopher, don’t let me get (rhymes with truck)
I’ve got miles and miles and miles and miles to go
Keep my wheels down, brakes fine on this open road
Hey Mr. Christopher, talk to my GPS
She has been re-routin’ me the last ten miles, I guess
Help me dial down my road rage and increase my happitude
You’re the best … Traveler’s Patron Dude
Don’t let them blue lights see me unless I need them to
Keep my windshield wipers clearin’ up my view
Potholes, mud, and slick roads, may my engine never lack
Mr. Christopher, please always have my back
I’ve got miles and miles and miles and miles to go
Keep my wheels down, brakes fine on this open road
You carried Baby Jesus, kept His feet from getting’ wet
That child could walk on water, how soon we all forget
Well, Jesus Christ don’t need you, but I surely do
Mr. Christopher, I believe in you
Mr. Christopher, keep my travel true
Mr. Christopher, my Traveler’s Patron Dude
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Mama Gina Tampa, Florida
Award winning singer/songwriter & wanderlust ... fearless story-telling ... bluesy vocals ... humor ... straight-ahead, rhythmic, 12 string acoustic guitar ... djembe ... frame drums ... all weft and warp of the soul of this bard
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