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Aberdeen

by Phil Henry

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brasherkid Nice melodies with a story artfully delivered. Music I can understand. Thank you. Favorite track: Sweet Time.
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1.
Meet me in the t-shirt aisle, they every color and every style Like a fashion show from 1981 And each rack's a time machine of track meets and concert tees And you make me try them on one by one You put on the velvet dress, and I'll put on the checkered pants And we'll laugh until the lady throws us out There's no lost soul behind the doors At St. Anthony's Mission Store, you'll find what you've been looking for Sit right down and we'll entertain with the teacups with the lipstick stains And our mix-matched living room set will be the envy of our friends And for now it feels so right- a blushing bride, a perfect life Even though I know for now it's just pretend You put on the velvet dress, and I'll put on the checkered pants And we'll laugh until the lady throws us out There's no lost soul behind the doors At St. Anthony's Mission Store, you'll find what you've been looking for Come on in, shut the door- You may be lost and you may be poor But you'll find what you need and more at St.Anthony's Mission Store You put on the velvet dress, and I'll put on the checkered pants And we'll laugh until the lady throws us out There's no lost soul behind the doors At St. Anthony's Mission Store, you'll find what you've been looking for We both found what we've been looking for At St. Anthony's Mission Store Come on in, come on in
2.
Sit me down in that old leather seat Put my feet up Spin me around and smile, and call me by my name Old Joe, he’s a sight in his horn rims And white hair And just like this barbershop, they don’t make ‘em quite the same So, take a little off the top, Take a little off the sides Brush the burden from my shoulders Take the load off of my mind I’ll always find my way back there He shakes his shears from the big blue jar Asks “How are ya?” And I tell Old Joe, “I don’t know where I dare begin If I say it’s been a damn hard year Would it be too honest?” When Joe keeps on clipping, I know my secret’s safe with him. So, take a little off the top, Take a little off the sides Brush the burden from my shoulders Take the load off of my mind I’ll always find my way back there To Old Joe’s chair Old Joe’s chair Old Spice and hardwood floors, bad jokes from before the war And Polaroids on the wall of days gone by Now men don’t gripe, men don’t do sad But sitting here, I feel like I’m talking with my Dad The first moment’s peace I’ve had in a long, long while He turns me around with a wink As he hands me a mirror And I tell him, “Joe, I swear I look like a new man” He says, “Son, you can never get too many haircuts Don’t be a stranger,” and he offers me his hand So, take a little off the top, Take a little off the sides Brush the burden from my shoulders Take the load off of my mind I’ll always find my way back there To Old Joe’s chair Old Joe’s chair
3.
The big rigs on 91, they flash their high beams And pass me by on the right As I fight to keep my eyes on the road And the radio reporters on the BBC They're sweetly singing their lullaby I'm tired, but I'm still two more hours from home And now I'm low on coffee and I'm low on gas But I'll pass the rest stop, cause there is no rest For a restless dreamer like me Asleep at the wheel and now I'm drifting Blink of an eye, the damage done Where will I be when this is over - a ruined wreck on 91? You know I would drive all night, I'll take this ride one mile at a time I'm living the dream But I'm asleep at the wheel The gig was good tonight, but when they raise the lights It always ends up the same It's late, and I'm packing the car up to drive And it's highway to highway, and it's state to state I've been heeding the signs, but I'm getting tired of waiting Yes, I'm tired of staying inside of the lines I'm low on patience and I'm low on faith Am I wasting my life on this childhood chase? Making time, and making believe Asleep at the wheel and now I'm drifting Blink of an eye, the damage done Where will I be when this is over - a ruined wreck on 91? You know I would drive all night, I'll take this ride one mile at a time I'm living the dream But I'm asleep at the wheel (White one, black one, one- two- three Counting cars, counting sheep) Asleep at the wheel and now I'm drifting Blink of an eye, the damage done Where will I be when this is over - a ruined wreck at 61? You know I would drive all night, I'll take this ride one mile at a time I'm living the dream (White one, black one, one- two- three Counting cars, counting sheep)
4.
Sweet Time 04:26
In the bustle of the airport We’re standing here, hand in hand Waiting for our new life to land And there he is, with dark curls And frightened eyes, a Spider Man backpack With everything he has When we reach out to hold him we almost forget This is our child, who we’ve never met We step inside the front door Beneath the sign that he can’t read “Welcome To Your New Home” We lead him in and show him his Little room, the fish tank, And tiny bed, a place all his own But you sigh when he walks off and stares out the window Doesn’t he know this where he belongs? It takes time, sweet time To make a house a home And love to make you believe That a heart can heal When everything around is breaking Just take your own sweet time Cheerios and French Toast The table set for three now Good morning, new family He eats it up, and quietly Humming low, he plays alone But doesn’t smile, or look us in the eye We know he’s been by broken what he’s been through And we’ve had troubles too It takes time, sweet time To make a house a home And love to make you believe That a heart can heal When everything around is breaking Just take your own sweet time All the while, we wondered why We had to wait, we had to cry And wonder how it might have been But this empty room is full again He needed us, but we needed him Just today, we’re driving- Our little life is flying by Blue sky on a green countryside He’s in the back, you’re singing some Silly song, I see in the rearview He’s smiling along And for right now, that one smile is all that we need To see we’ll be alright It takes time, sweet time To make a house a home And love to make you believe That a heart can heal When everything around is breaking Just take your own sweet time Yes, a heart can heal Just take your own sweet time
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My name is Emma Cooper and I'm almost seventeen My daddy has a farm near Aberdeen If I ever hope to leave this town I pray to God each day that it will rain But it's been forty days of sun, and not a single cloud in sight Our fields and bank account are all but dry And I can't pay my way to college on this part-time drugstore wage So let it rain Oh, lightning flash, far away Thunder dies before it finds me Shadows cast far behind me Days like this, I could cry As I sit and wait and watch the sky Is this all I can do? I can't wish away these blue sky blues. It's a Sunday afternoon and all my friends are passing by In their cutoff shorts and darkest summer shades For them, another perfect day, but I can't help But dream it all away Cause I wanna be a writer, change the world with just my words Watch the verses fall like water to the page But this notebook lies here empty As the reservoir and the chance of rain today Oh, lightning flash, far away Thunder dies before it finds me Fate is cast, pay no mind to Days like this, I could cry As I sit and wait and watch the sky Is this all I can do? I can't wish away these blue sky blues. Oh, lightning flash, far away Thunder dies before it finds me Shadows cast far behind me Days like this, I could cry As I sit and wait and watch the sky Is this all I can do? I can't wish away these blue sky blues.
7.
Hometown 03:37
You remind me of my hometown / In your faded yellow dress You got the easy laugh the tourists get / In their lazy Summer sweat And on a clear, clear day / The cool mountain lake Steals the sunlight, like diamonds / Till it shimmers and shines And when the sun is sinking down / You get that glimmer in your eye You remind me of my hometown / The one I left behind You remind me of my high school / At the homecoming game Cause you sound just like a marching band …my name You got the first down cheer / You got the winning play You got the cool kid sneer / When you don't get your way And when you tease me like you do / I know why I said goodbye You remind me of my high school / The one I left behind Now I'm a long, long way from home I've been putting the miles and years in between But now everywhere I go I see a little bit of my town / In everyone I know Now I'm a long, long way from home I've been putting the miles and years in between But now everywhere I go I see a little bit of my town / In everyone I know You remind me of the old me / The one I left behind Always looking for a way out / Looking for a place to hide You say that you don't care / But I know you're scared That this small town small life / Is all you'll ever find That's the way I used to be / And I can see it in your eyes You remind me of the old me The one I left behind
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In Between 03:24
In the time it takes to cross a crowded room Every thought is fraught with certain doom All the thousand things that you'll forget to say When, in that yellow dress, she looks your way But the worst is in between What it was and what will be If you believe the best is yet unseen Right now, the worst is the in between In the time it takes to drive a thousand miles Both your lives are tightly packed inside And somewhere on Sixty-Six, she starts to sigh And she wonders if you'll be alright Cause the worst is in between What it was and what will be If you believe the best is yet unseen Right now, the worst is the in between In the time it takes to live a blessed life With three children and a loving wife In a quiet room, she cries and holds your hand And as you close your eyes, you finally understand That the worst is in between What it was and what will be If you believe the best is yet unseen Right now, the worst is the in between
11.
Kay 03:51
If you leave, take it all Take the books off of the shelf Take the pictures from the wall Make it clean, make it fast Leave no trace to show This place was home To a love that couldn’t last Baby, please- If you leave, take it all. Strip the sheets from the bed Pull the pillows from the mattress Leave no comfort for my head Throw the drapes, for all to see My walls are bare, and without you There’d be nothing left of me [Baby, please-] If you leave, take it all. It’s only sticks and stone It’s only flesh and bone An old, old habit, hard to break It’s only history Still holding you and me And I’m afraid of what remains It’s only sticks and stone It’s only flesh and bone An old, old habit, hard to break It’s only history Still holding you and me And I’m afraid of what remains If you leave, take it all Take the Summers on the front porch And sipping cider in the Fall Take my love if it’s what you need Take the things that make you stronger Even if that sets me free Baby, please- If you leave, take it all.
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Rutland 04:30
13.
Emma’s bicycle is blue and white She races the cars as she rides through The streets of this town With the sun shining down She’ll never feel so free As Saturday in Aberdeen. The car wash is spilling out into the street It’s the first warm day of the year The water is washing the winter clean And Emma’s just riding on... The sidewalks are singing the signs of life But she’s moving too fast to hear She’s dodging old ladies in their Springtime whites And Emma’s just riding on... Emma’s bicycle is blue and white She races the cars as she rides through The streets of this town With the sun shining down She’ll never feel so free As Saturday in Aberdeen. She passes the park where the small kids play And the salon where Mama would go She crosses the tracks as she’s chasing a train Heading out where god only knows As she turns the corner, she’s picking speed And she’s coming around again As she hits the big hill on Murphy Street She begins to sing: La La La La... She circles the stone church the umpteenth time Now, her Daddy is waving her in He’s wearing that dark suit and long black tie He’s worn ragged and thin Daddy says, “You’re too young to go so far” But she’s old enough to know Her Mama’s in the back of that long black car And she’s not coming home Emma’s bicycle is blue and white She races the cars as she rides through The streets of this town With the sun shining down She’ll never feel so free As Saturday in Aberdeen. La La La La...
14.
Columbus 03:23
I am Christopher Columbus on the wide open sea Not even the edge of the Earth can frighten me I got blue sky far as I can see as I’m sailing into history Just one strong wind is all I need I am rubber on the blacktop racing for the finish line I got eighteen miles behind me and my body is on fire I got blue sky far as I can see, so Pheidippides’ got nothing on me Just second wind is all I need It’s a long way to go but I gotta finish what I start I got a mind that wants to wander, but I got a one-track heart I can’t shake this feeling, something great is out there waiting, maybe That’s the only way I know, but it’s a long way to go (It’s a long way to go) I am diesel on the highway, I am fast and I am free (It’s a long way to go) I’m a suitcase, I’m a ticket, I’m as scared as I can be (It’s a long way to go) I got no blue sky blues to follow me, now I’m sailing far from Aberdeen Just a little hope is I need It’s a long way to go but I gotta finish what I start I got a mind that wants to wander, but I got a one-track heart I can’t shake this feeling, something great is out there waiting, maybe That’s the only way I know, but it’s a long way to go Long way, a long way, it’s a long way to go Long way, a long way, it’s a long way to go

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Folk album, featuring the Phil Henry Acoustic Trio

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released January 11, 2015

Produced and engineered by Phil Henry
Additional engineering by Kevin Maul, Jay Mafale, Derek Burkins, Kim Jennings, Brad Yoder, Jeff Kimball, and Jim Gilmour
All songs by Phil Henry except: "Old Joe's Chair" by Aaron Nathans and Phil Henry; "Birdhouse In Your Soul" by John Flansburgh and John Linnell; and "Hard Times Come Again No More" by Stephen Foster

Phil Henry: vocals, guitar, ukulele, electric piano, triangle, glockenspiel, mandolin, bass,brushes, melodica, banjo
Gary Moon: vocals, djembe, brushes, cajon, cymbals, cabasa, triangle, shakers
Jeff Kimball: vocals, piano, accordion, mandolin, toy piano
Derek Burkins: banjo, mandolin
Mitch Barron: upright bass, fretless bass
Jason Rafalak: upright bass
Catherine Miles: vocals
Richard Runae: vocals
Beth Duquette: vocals
Max O'Rourke: electric guitar
Brad Yoder: soprano sax, glockenspiel
Jim Gilmour: vocals
Kevin Maul: pedal steel
Pat Wictor: slide guitar
Kim Jennings: vocals
Mia Adams: vocals

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Phil Henry Rutland, Vermont

Singer-songwriter Phil Henry exudes the skill of a craftsman and the authenticity of an artist. “…vivid lyrical imagery that captures the imagination.” (Seven Days, VT)

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