1. Cry It Out
2. Rainbow
8. Mother & Son
10. You Won’t See Me
11. Over The Border
Cry It Out (Paul Brady/ Tyler Hayes /Greg Bieck)
I can tell where this is goin’ to
All this pain
Dressin’ up in them party clothes,
Like nothin’s changed
Baby, you can fake a smile
But I can see the truth
Somethin’ bad happened here
Ok, there’s nothin’ you can do (you gotta)
Cry it out
Sometimes you gotta scream and shout
Get mad at God
For hidin’ what it’s all about
You gotta call him names
Even if he’s not to blame
It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad
None of this was meant to last
And hey, Baby, this too shall pass
I can see the devil at your heels
And you won’t slow down
Chasin’ you from bar to bar
All over town
The only way to break the spell
Is to say what’s what
But you’re already in a living hell
Hey, Baby, now give it up! (you gotta)
Cry it out etc
A word to the wise
Only the foolish are blind
The best way out is through
When love is done with you
Cry it out etc
(Round Hill Music/ Warner-Chappell / Warner Chappell (ASCAP))
It’s like I see you for the very first time
And something’s happened in this mixed-up heart of mine
Used to be I looked at you
The only colour I could see was blue on blue
But heaven lent a helping hand
Now each day I watch you open like a fan
Shades I never knew were part of you
Dazzle all around me, I can’t take my eyes off you
Rainbow ( ooh La La)
You are like a rainbow
I can feel my love grow
Underneath your rainbow
Blue heart
Time to make a new start
I’m about to overflow
Underneath your rainbow
I was living with a worried mind
Wondering if we would ever find
The magic that we used to know,
Could it be that we had no place left to go?
But now I know our love is blessed
Guess even magic needs a little time to rest
Heaven opened up my eyes
And each day I look at you it brings a new surprise
Rainbow ( Ooh La La)
You are like a rainbow
I can feel my love grow
Underneath your rainbow
Blue heart
Time to make a new start
I’m about to overflow
Now I see your rainbow
(copyright Round Hill Music )
The Price Of Fame (Paul Brady / Ronan Keating)
Who we are is plain to see
Once nothing separated you and me
The life we lived and the dreams we made
The lovers lost with all those games we played
And now you think it’s me who’s changed
And everything that’s happening was prearranged
Ok, I guess a page was turned
And suddenly I looked around our bridge was burned
But why am I still trying to explain
Am I the only one to feel the shame?
Part of me is part of you
And I still miss the special things we used to do
You say it’s me who wouldn’t stay
But maybe it was really you who backed away
We make our choice and we look for blame
And we both pay the price of fame
The price of fame
And yes it’s sad we’re in this place
Maybe in my moment I might have lost some grace
I know you’re thinking I left the past behind
But out of sight don’t mean it’s out of mind
But why am I still trying to explain?
You’re not the only one to feel the pain
Part of me is part of you
And I still miss the special things we used to do
You say it’s me who wouldn’t stay
But maybe it was really you who backed away
Yeah, part of you is still part of me
I close my eyes and long for how it used to be
And you might say I broke away
But so many times I called you turned the other way
We make our choice and we look for blame
And we both pay the price of fame
That ball and chain
The price of fame
(Round Hill Music/ Universal Music)
One More Today (Paul Brady/ Ralph Murphy)
You make me smile
As I lie here wrapped in you
Is there one wish
To make all my dreams come true?
Is there a gift
You could give to me tonight
That when we wake
Would be the wonder of my life?
I fall to my knees
Please, please I pray
One more today
Waking up inside your heart
One more today
With your kiss the perfect start
To a miracle of love that moves me
More than words can say
Now and forever
Now and forever
One more today!
I close my eyes
And the morning plays again
You wake me up
My lover and my friend
Déjà vu, I know we’ve done this many times
But I could never
Take for granted that your mine
I fall to my knees
Please, please I pray
One more today
With your fingers in my hair
One more today
To hear your laughter in the air
A miracle of love that moves me
More than words can say
Now and forever
Now and forever
One more today
With your kiss the perfect start
To a miracle of love that moves me
More than words can say
Now and forever
Now and forever
One more today!
One more today!
(Round Hill Music/Zonnytimes Music (ASCAP)
The Winners’ Ball (Paul Brady)
If you wannit to happen, you gotta turn up on time
Call out your number n’en stand in line
I know you can do it but that’s nothin at all
You gotta earn your invite to the winners’ ball.
Brother, I hear you hurtin’, stumblin roun’ an roun’
Face like the whole world built on doin’ you down
Yeah! You a thing of beauty, smarter than all us rest
Still every boy here gotta take same simple test
If you wannit to happen, you gotta turn up on time
Call out your number n’en stand in line
I know you can do it but that’s nothin at all
You gotta earn your invite to the winners’ ball.
You got the animal angle, you got the monster move
People, they eyes light up when you hit the groove
Tol’ you that mean nothin, nobody owes you squat
It’s gettin’ past time for you to know where it’s at
Don’t matter that you be special
Don’t matter if the earth she move
Everybody be legends in their dreamtime
But in the meantime!
If you wannit to happen, you gotta turn up on time
Call out your number n’en stand in line
I know you can do it but that’s nothin at all
You gotta earn your invite to the winners’ ball
(Round Hill Music)
You dust the bottles on the bar counter
You’re writing screenplays on the side
Three nights a week can keep a girl working
Sometimes it’s good to lose your pride
These things we do to keep the flame burning
And write our fire in the sky
Another day could see the wheel turning
Another avenue to try
It’s in the luck of the draw, baby
The natural law
Forget those movies you saw, little baby
It’s in the luck of the draw
The natural law
Flame keep on burning, wheel ever turning
You turn around, you say it’s last orders
You fix the ribbon in your hair
Tomorrow’s letter by the hall doorway
Could be the answer to your prayer
These things etc
It’s in the luck of the draw etc
Take me, shape me, hold me, love me
Your day is coming
It’s coming
It’s coming
(Round Hill Music)
Follow That Star (Paul Brady/ Gary Nicholson)
Henry like to play them ponies
Henry like to roll them dice
He don’t know that the very next throw
Henry gonna pay the price
Keep on follow that star
Keep on follow that star
One day soon
You gonna know what you are
Jezebel’s a lovin’ junkie
She can’t do without a man
Fuss ‘n’ fight holdin’ on tight
Till he slip right through her hand
Keep on follow that star
Keep on follow that star
One day soon
You gonna know what you are
Everybody wants it
Right this minute
And if they don’t get it
Gonna holler and shout
Nice and shiny
But it’s too hot to handle
You gotta light them candles
Till you work it on out
Work it on out.
One man hunger for power
One man diggin’ for gold
Doin’ them deals, spinnin them wheels
That ain’t a way to grow old
Keep on follow that star
Keep on follow that star
One day soon
You gonna know what you are
(Round Hill Music/ Gary Nicholson Music)
She dreams of pencil gowns,
An orchard in the spring
A house in its own grounds
The joys that love should bring
Three miles to school each day
A teacher to her trade…
Rules to be obeyed.
His world a melody
On every street in town
No game, no boyish chant
Can match his secret sound
Each time that she draws near
He reaches for her glance
Partners in the family dance
Mother and son,
Mother and son…
Who can foretell
The mystery to come?
Maybe a two-step on a star
Or a long road in shadow
Caught in a web by destiny spun
Nowhere to run
From mother and son
Her dreams grow dimmer now
The years have claimed their toll
A child once more, she waits
For peace of mind to fall
He leans to comfort her
And catches by surprise
The stranger in his mother’s eyes
Mother and son
Mother and son
Who can ordain
The promise to come?
Maybe a curtain-call bouquet
Or a garland of sorrow
Caught in a web by destiny spun
Tied to the beat of the ancestral drum
Nowhere to run
From mother and son
Mother and Son
(Round Hill Music)
She don’t want to hear you cryin’ again
Callin’ out your existential pain
Comes a time when every sensitive brain
Needs a taste of reality
Yeah, the money markets are wreckin’ your head
You shoulda bought commodities instead
Now you spend your whole day living in dread
Of impending mortality
My friend, tell me what it’s gonna take
To make you understand?
You can still do anything you want
When you’re free to write the plan
When you gonna realise how lucky you are?
You could be a boy child soldier in somebody’s war
Find that you’re a sex-trade prisoner with nowhere to turn
All I hear is one white male with money to burn
And a whole lot to learn
Money to burn, so much to learn
It’s true that you’re a self-made mystical man
Never had a daddy’s helping hand
Every little thing that’s at your command
Was the fruit of invention
Now you think some hell hound’s draggin’ you down
You face into the future with a frown
All I want to do is take you crosstown
To another dimension
My friend, tell me what I gotta do
To make you see for real?
You can still go anywhere you please
When your hands are on the wheel
When you gonna realise how lucky you are?
You could be an infant junkie screamin’ for more
Or clingin’ to a refugee boat waitin’ offshore
Knowing that your owner keeps every penny you earn
‘n’ all you get to meet each day are the tricks that you turn….
All I hear is one white male with money to burn
And a whole lot to learn
Still plenty to learn
Money to burn, so much to learn
(Round Hill Music)
You Won’t See Me (Lennon/McCartney)
When I call you up your line’s engaged
I have had enough.. so act your age
We have lost the time that was so hard to find
And I will lose my mind if you won’t see me
I don’t know why you should want to hide
But I can’t get through cos my hands are tied
I won’t want to stay I don’t have much to say
But I get turned away when you won’t see me
You won’t see me
Time after time you refuse to even listen
I wouldn’t mind if I knew what I was missing
(No I wouldn’t, no I wouldn’t)
Though the days are few they’re filled with tears
And since I lost you it feels like years
Yes it seems so long, girl, since you’ve been gone
And I just can’t go on if you won’t see me
You won’t see me
Time after time you refuse to even listen
I wouldn’t mind if I knew what I was missing
(No I wouldn’t, no I wouldn’t)
Though the days are few they’re filled with tears
And since I lost you, girl, it feels like years
Yes it seems so long, girl, since you’ve been gone
And I just can’t go on if you won’t see me
You won’t see me
Published by Northern Songs Ltd/Sony/ATV Music Publishing
Living is easy over the border
Bounteous fare in every degree
Peace and contentment over the border
Truth and respect like water running free
Now when the night is coming down
That’s where I really want to be
Feel like a stranger traveling through this real world
Hearing a language foreign to my soul
Men using words like Freedom and Religion
When what they mean is Money and Control
Out of this dark illusion
I’ve reached my own conclusion
You can keep your War on Terror,
Guantanamo and Red Alert
Kid yourself it’s you who’s walkin’ tall
Bundle up your New World Order
‘Scuse me while I pop my beer
None of that means anything at all
Over the border
Living is easy over the border
People can be what people want to be
Music and dancing over the border
Laughter and love like rivers running free
Bitterness gone forever
All humankind together
You can keep your Holy Jihad
Your Fatwa on the Infidel
Fantasize the world will heed your call
Segregate your men and women
‘Scuse me while I sing my song…
None of that makes any sense at all
Over the border
( Round Hill Music)
Living The Mystery (Paul Brady)
Well the man’s name is Sunshine
And he come up from the town
Said he bring a proposition
For a man when he’s down
Gonna buy me an aeroplane
Gonna teach me how to fly
Gonna take me to America
Gonna make Mama cry
And when I hear that lonesome train whistle blow
Then I know it’s time for me to go
I been round this cold hard town too long
There’s so many roads a man could go
Roads that glisten in the night like diamonds
Oh how I long to be
Living the mystery
Living the mystery
Well the phone keep on ringin’
But the man’s never home
Ain’t nobody at this address..
Will you people move along!’
Well I’m a sure fire addict
For a world up in the stars
Turn a new sod over
C’est la vie, au revoir
And when I hear that lonesome train whistle blow
Then I know it’s time for me to go
I been round this cold hard town too long
There’s so many roads a man could go
Roads that echo in the night, I hear them
Calling to you and me to keep on
Living the mystery,
Living the mystery
Well I’m a sure fire addict
For a world up in the stars
Turn a new sod over
C’est la vie, au revoir
C’est la vie, au revoir
Living the mystery
(Round Hill Music)