EVERYONE IS WEIRD -by Mike Upchurch 2/25/05

     EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     INCLUDING ALL YOU HERE

     SURE, SOME ARE MORE DEAR

     AND A LOT ARE MORE GEARED

     BUT EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     THAT’S THE WAY IT APPEARS

     THAT’S EVERYONE-   EXCEPTING YOU AND ME!

     EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     DEPENDING HOW THEY’RE REARED

     SOME JUST DON’T GET STEERED

     SOME FROM THE PATH HAVE VEERED

     BUT EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     HEIRARCHY WITH ONE TIER

    THAT’S EVERYONE EXCEPTING YOU AND ME!

     SOLO

     EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     SOME ARE VERY NEAR

     SOME ARE FULL OF FEAR

     SOME JUST LOOK AND LEAR

     SOME STARE INTO THEIR BEER

     BUT EVERYONE IS WEIRD

     THAT’S EVERYONE EXCEPTING YOU AND ME-

     AND SOMETIMES I WONDER ABOUT YOU!!

HARD TIMES

BY MIKE UPCHURCH c. 2-25-09

THE DAY WAS DOWN TO DARK-THIRTY,

I DECIDED TO TAKE ME A STROLL.

HEADED FOR THE KORNER KUBBOARD,

GET A COKE AND A HONEY BUN ROLL.

ROUNDED THE CORNER OF THIRD AND MAIN,

AND I COULDN’T BELIEVE MY EYES:

THE KUBBOARD WAS BARE, NO LIGHTS ANYWHERE,

NO HONEY BUN ROLLS,  AN’ MOON PIES.

      TAG:      IN HARD TIMES-  HARD TIMES-  DOWN IN HARD TIMES

THE FOR SALE SIGN ON THE WINDOW

SAID “FORECLOSURE” IN ARIAL BOLD.

JOBS ARE RARE, YA BETTER BEWARE,

OR BE LEFT OUT IN THE COLD!

      Repeat  TAG             

      CHORUS:  YOU CAN’T GET OUT IN HARD TIMES,

                           NO NIGHTS OUT ON THE TOWN.

                           STAY HOME, COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

                           WHEN HARD TIMES GET YOU DOWN.

            GET YA DOWN- BRING YA DOWN- AND KEEP YOU DOWN

TIMES ARE TIGHT AS A PARKIN’ SPACE,

CARS PARKED OVER BOTH LINES.

YOU MIGHT GET IN WITH A CURSE AND A GRIN,

 BUT YA CAN’T GET OUT IN HARD TIMES!

      Repeat TAG

HAWAII-  OUT OF THE QUESTION.

CAR REPAIR AND GRAN- DAY LATTES.

THAT DOOR - IT JUST WON’T OPEN,

 MY SOUL’S- FOR SALE ON eBAY.

      Repeat TAG- then CHORUS

CARS PARKED TIGHT AGAINST YOU,

YOUR DOORS WON’T OPEN BUT SO.

 TIMES KEEP US HOME ON THE INSIDE,

HARD TIMES KEEP US FEEIN’ SO LOW

      Repeat TAG- then CHORUS, END.

HOLD ON TIGHT

12-05-08 MIKE UPCHURCH

YOU’VE CHANGED- LIKE THE WEATHER OUTSIDE

YOU’VE CHANGED- YOUR LOVE DEEP INSIDE

YOU’VE CHANGED- AND I JUST DON’T KNOW WHY

YOU’VE CHANGED- AND IT’S KILLIN’ ME TONIGHT

                  CHORUS

             DON’T WANT TO LOSE YOU- OR CONFUSE YOU

             CAN’T SEEM TO GET IT RIGHT

             DON’T WANNA BLAME YOU- OR EXPLAIN YOU

             JUST WANNA HOLD ON TIGHT

I SEE- HOW YOU SOMETIMES LOOK AWAY

I SEE- HOW YOU CHANGE FROM DAY TO DAY

I SEE- THAT YOU MIGHT NOT WANT TO STAY

I SEE- THAT YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY

              CHORUS

               SOLO/BREAK

I KNOW- WHAT YOUR LOVE, IT MEANS TO ME

I KNOW- IT COULD LIVE E-TER-NAL-LY

I KNOW-  DEEP INSIDE YOU HOLD THE KEY

I KNOW-  SO GUESS I’LL JUST LET IT BE

               CHORUS

               CHORUS

END

JUST ANOTHER DAY      MIKE UPCHURCH  10-5-04

There's nothing that compares.

NOTHING’S QUITE THE SAME

UP, DOWN, EVERYWHERE,   

EVERYONE’S JUST PLAYIN’ A GAME

THERE’S SOMETHING I CAN SWEAR

SOMETHING THAT I BLAME

IN, OUT, UP AND DOWN

EVERYWHERE I CAN SEE THE PAIN                         

 CHORUS:

            LIVIN’ WITH NO REASON

            LIVIN’ WITH NO RHYME

            DYIN’ WITH NO PURPOSE IN MIND

            DRIFTIN’ THROUGH THE SEASONS

            JUST STANDIN’ IN LINES

            IF THEY DON’T LOOK THEY’LL NEVER FIND

ANOTHER WAY

JUST ANOTHER DAY

UP TOWN, DOWN AROUND

EVERYONE’S JUST LOOKIN’ FOR THEIR PAY

FIND SOMETHING THAT YOU LOVE

FIND SOMETHING YOU CAN PLAY

LOUD, SOFT, YOU BE THE BOSS

FIND SOMETHIN’ SWEET THAT MAKES YOU STAY

NOT JUST ANOTHER DAY

FIND ANOTHER WAY

NEAR, FAR, DON’T GO FOR PAR

WHATEVER WILL IS WHAT YOU MAY

YOU CAN'T DELAY

GO MAKE SOME HAY

RICH, POOR, OPEN THAT DOOR

THE STATUS QUO HAS GOT TO STRAY!

       CHORUS       END

ROW ME AWAY

By Mike Upchurch 7-11-09

(Upon completing Jimmy Buffett’s A Pirate Looks at Fifty)

     Silently slip in the harbor.       Drop anchor and tie it all down.

     I’ve said my good-byes    -       Now I watch the moon rise.

     Lights sprinkled over the town.

     I listen to my heart beat.          Distant music begins to play.

     Drums drive the beat   -           I swear I hear feet

     Happy for the end of the day.

         BRIDGE:   We travel alone on life’s little trip.

                              What we need is com-pan-ion-ship.

        CHORUS:   Know who you are at the end of the day.

                               Row me afar-   Row me away.

                               So who you are makes me want to stay.

                               Row me afar-   Row me away.

     Down to the dinghy I climb.        Row to the music I hear.

     I can’t stay away-                         Out on that bay,

     When I can be part of that cheer.

     Trade breezes don’t cool you-      In a place that’s ,oh, this hot!

     The women are sweet -                 Boat drinks are a treat.

     A good time, and I’ve had a lot.

                  BRIDGE/ CHORUS

     Music right for the moment.        Joy washed through me that night.

     That vibe filled me up -                 To the rim of my cup,

     As I saw her-   in candlelight.

     She said she too was lonely.          Took me to her humble home.

     The love that we made -                I hope it won’t fade,

     And I’ll never feel alone.

                   BRIDGE/ CHORUS