Cabin Fever NW
2015-02-14
Caldwell/Bochsler

Lyrics

Rockbottom Sideways By Tara Caldwell/Dianne Bochsler (BMI) Why should I justify this night that lasted days when it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways Standing in a windstorm, trying to get my shoes on Its hard to tell my left from my right I’m broke down busted, my senses can’t be trusted I don’t know what I was thinking tonight Traffic’s going by at 90 miles an hour I don’t even know what road it could be Something in the dark, silent like a shark has got a cold eye on me What am I supposed to do, who am I supposed to be There’s way too many people and they’re all damn hard to please Why should I justify this night that lasted days When it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways Oh no, it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways Searching my brain for a number and a name Anything to calm me down I can’t eat, I can’t sleep While the devil’s still playing that song Too much light on the edge of the night, Listen to the hammers pound A man on the street with rags on his feet says He’s gonna strike me down What am I supposed to do, who am I supposed to be There’s way too many people and they’re all damn hard to please Why should I justify this night that lasted days When it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways Oh no, it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways I’m thinking that I should go I’m thinking that I should go I’m thinking that I should, thinking that I should Thinking that I should go Spinning all around me, how can every sound be Something that I’ve just gotta hear Sense of desperation, no final destination I was thinking I would just disappear Lost on the water, I’m a prodigal daughter Swimming as the tide gets higher At 3550 N. Mississippi, Atlantis is rising in fire What am I supposed to do, who am I supposed to be There’s way too many people and they’re all damn hard to please Why should I justify this night that lasted days When it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways Oh no, it don’t really hurt if you hit rockbottom sideways
Cabin Fever NW
2015-03-13
Bochsler/Caldwell/Johnson
Cabin Fever NW
2015-03-13
Caldwell/Bochsler/Johnaon
Cabin Fever NW
2015-02-14
Caldwell/Bochsler

Lyrics

Viktor’s Waltz By Dianne Bochsler/Tara Caldwell (BMI) Just out of reach is the place where you wait You tell me I’m pretty, you tell me I’m late Undo the latch and the lace with a grin
 A room filled with flame, glasses of sin Dance with me darlin the room is on fire Dance with me darlin my heart’s one desire Dance with me darlin , glide cross the floor Dance with me once more Bread has been broken, wine has been poured Promises sealed in the blood evermore
 What do we have but this time and this place Feel my surrender, feel my heart race Dance with me darlin the room is on fire Dance with me darlin my heart’s one desire Dance with me darlin , glide cross the floor Dance with me once more di di da di, di di di di da di, di di di di da di di di di, da da da di di da di, di di di di da di, di di di di da di di di di, da da da di Beauty is fleeting, love will be lost
 Step inside the mirror, take hold of the cross These scarlet lashes flutter no more Petals and ashes are swept to the floor Dance with me darlin the room is on fire Dance with me darlin my heart!s one desire Dance with me darlin , glide cross the floor Dance with me once more di di da di, di di di di da di, di di di di da di di di di, da da da di di da di, di di di di da di, di di di di da di di di di, da da da di
Cabin Fever NW
2015-02-14
Clay Hepburn

Lyrics

Off to Montana by Clay Hepburn Crossin the border at the break of dawn Heading south to Coffee Creek Will we make it by the closing of the day Eggs and bacon in a greasy spoon, hittin’ bars along the way Motels all filled, there was no place to stay CHORUS We were off to Montana to throw the Hoolianne Maybe rope ourselves a dogie for short pay Well he ain’t got a horse still he does the best he can In a Ford V8 he’ll ride the range all day He’d come upon a rancher’s gate, barbed wire blocked the way He’d drive on through then close the gate behind hin We’d see some cattle lowing in a coulee down below Find a muddy draw and park out on its rim CHORUS Horizon was so far, the sky it was so big He’d stretch out on the hood there of the car Mama smoking cigarettes and I was in the back But Daddy stayed outside to count the stars We’d wake up the next morning and I see him standing there Sage brush blowin’, a tear was droppin’ with a sigh I said, “What’s the matter Daddy” he just looked at me and grinned Said I got a little something in my eye CHORUS Years have passed so quick, that old cowboy he’s long gone And those trips down to Montana we’d abide I finally understand it was Montana in his eye Hope he made it back to take that one last ride CHORUS X2