Andrew Delaney

Andrew Delaney

 Arlington, Texas, USA
SoloAmericanaFolk

Dallas, TX based singer/ songwriter Andrew Delaney delivers thoughtful country ballads, rowdy folk foot stompers, and brooding campfire tales with soulful, honest vocals, traditional feeling musical arrangements, and well crafted lyrics.

Biography

 Andrew Delaney is a classic storyteller who depicts the American landscape in a warts-and-all cinematic style. His ability to “craft creaky, wooden yarns that stir your insides” and to deliver them with “conviction” and “authenticity” (Alan Ayo – Dallas Observer) has earned him growing acclaim; Rich Warren of WFMT radio, Chicago, called him “The Alfred Hitchcock of singer/songwriters.”

Delaney's relatively short but prolific career has seen the release of 6 full-length albums, as well as a host of more minor releases. He has shared stages with the likes of Hayes Carll, Corb Lund, and Ramblin' Jack Elliot, just to name of few. He has been honored as a finalist in the prestigious Grassy Hills New Folk Competition on three separate occasions, and took a coveted main stage slot at the Kerrville Folk Festival in 2016. 

On his most recent release - The Escape Artist - Andrew explores the themes of family, heroes, and human frailty with his signature intellect and eye for detail. Beyond the lyrics, Delaney pulls his music in a new direction with expanded instrumentation: horns, cellos, and mellotron step in for the banjos, mandolins, and accordion of past efforts. The Escape Artist also sees Delaney branching out into the realm of video with his directorial debut in "Howard", a short horror film made to accompany his song about weird fiction writer H.P. Lovecraft. 

His live band – Andrew Delaney & The Horse You Rode In On – consistently engages audiences with fun and high-energy performances that showcase the wit – and the weight – behind Delaney’s lyrics. “The Horse” features Trevor Pulver on lead guitar and lap steel; Justin Whitehead on bass; and Jeff Munn on drums.

 


Lyrics

Wine & Roses

Written By: Andrew Delaney

She's seen a lot since forty, says she's past her prime
But our boy aint worried he just aint that kind
Thinks she's plenty good lookin
And he's no Spring chicken himself

He just walks up to her calm as you please
Says "I sure hope you save the next dance for me"
And she laughs and looks him over
Then she shrugs and says "I might as well"

Then he takes her hand and leads her out to the floor
She says "To tell the truth I don't dance much anymore"

"Cause I've had enough
Of wine and roses
They just prick my fingers
And give me headaches in the morning
I don't ask much
A calm heart and a strong hand
Save the rest for the fairy tales
And just love me like a real man"

Well a few hours later in a hotel room
They're doing what two lonely people do
When they find each other
Strangers becoming lovers in the dark

And maybe he's nervous cause its been a long time
But she aint hard to please and he's doing just fine
And when they're finished
She just lays there in the stillness of his arms

And as she's leaving he asks "Can I see you again?"
And she just smiles and says "Well that depends"

"Cause I've had enough
Of wine and roses
They just prick my fingers
And give me headaches in the morning
I don't ask much
A calm heart and a strong hand
Save the rest for the fairy tales
And just love me like a real man"

And its been fifteen years now
Since she danced with him that night
And they've never gotten married
And they've never had a fight
And he doesn't say "I love you"
Cause it aint how he was raised
But she don't need to hear it
Cause she means it when she says

"I've had enough
Of wine and roses
They just prick my fingers
And give me headaches in the morning
I don't ask much
A calm heart and a strong hand
Save the rest for the fairy tales
And just love me like a real man"

Girl With A Gun

Written By: Andrew Delaney

I saw you that day
Out in the poorin' rain
Justa runnin' by the side of the street
You had a bag in one hand
And that Colt in the other
You were the finest thing I'd ever seen
Well you flagged me down
And you pointed your pistol
And said "Boy if you'll be obliged
I ain't got no car
And you ain't too bad lookin'
And I surely could use the ride"

"Oh I surely could use the ride"

So we drove
All through the night
Siren's screamin'
Somewhere behind
Out on the road
Out on the run
Just me and you
The girl with a gun

It was ten in the mornin'
When we finally slowed up
And decided the coast was all clear
And you pointed to an exit
To some old gravel road
And you said "Wontcha pull over there"
Then we drove through this field
That was far off the highway
And when there was no one around
We rested til evenin'
Then talked for a while
Then made love as the sun went down

We made love as the sun went down

Then we drove
All through the night
With you there sittin'
Right by my side
Out on the road
Out on the run
Just me and you, babe
My girl with a gun

We stopped 'cross the border
Just before dawn
Then you openned my door
Said "Here's where you get off"
Then you blew me a kiss
As you were drivin' away
You thanked me for the ride
You never told me your name

Ramblin' Jack

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Well Jack's daddy was a travelin' bible salesman
And his mama was a housewife on the way
And her husband knew it weren't his kid
So he cursed poor Jack for what she did
With every breath until his dyin' day

At 17 our Jack became an outlaw
For it must have seemed appealing at the time
He stabbed a man and took his wallet
'cause it was easier than askin' for it
And thus began a violent life of crime

Oh Ramblin' Jack we're all so sorry
That it had to come to this
In spite of all the awful things you did
And we'll never know whatever made you
A monster right up 'til the grave
But to tell the truth we're all happy that you're dead

Well his luck ran out one night near Houston, Texas
And time came to pay for all that he had done
His trial was a short affair
And they sent him to that electric chair
And no one shed a tear when he was gone

You can find him in that prison churchyard
Right to this very day
Even though the stone is old and worn
It says "Here lies Ramblin' Jack"
And his last words there on his epitaph
Are "I don't regret a thing but bein' born"

One Foot In Front Of The Other

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Three floors up and two doors over
Don't forget your new phone number
Call the movers, meet your neighbors
Check the want ads in the paper

Keep it simple, first things first
And just try not to think of her

You put one foot in front of the other
And you look just like you're walkin'
But you're only falling forward

Call your lawyer in the morning
Don't be late to next week's hearing
Just keep breathin' they wont see it
Father says that tears are weakness

Get the kids at six o'clock
And don't you meet her eyes when you go to pick 'em up

You put one foot in front of the other
And you look just like you're walkin'
Though you're only falling forward

And one day you will wake to find
That time has healed all wounds
And everything's gonna be alright
"Its gonna be alright"
At least that's what they keep tellin' you

You put one foot in front of the other
And you look just like like you're walkin'

Boquias

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Daddy wasn't Daddy when I was growin' up
Just some guy who disappeared
And though we never talked about him much
There were these stories that I'd hear

'bout this family down in Mexico
Some other wife, some other kids
Some other life he wanted more I guess
Than the one he started with

To tell the truth he seldom came to mind
'til my phone rang the other day
They said "I'm sorry but your father has died.
We called to settle the estate"

That man always was a mystery to me
So what am I to make of this?
He left me a house down in Boquias
I'm not even quite sure where that is

Whatever happened to that other wife he'd had?
Them other boys he called his own?
Well that was 20- somethin' years ago
So I may never know

That man always was a mystery to me
So what am I to make of this?
He left me a house down in Boquias
I'm not even quite sure where that is

So come this time next week
I'll be drivin' towards the border
Still wonderin' what it means
Sittin' in a house down in Boquias
Sortin' some dead strangers things

There's A Chill

Written By: Andrew Delaney

When I get like I will
With the whiskey and the pills
She is there to pick me off the floor
And just because she don't mind
Doesn't mean that its right
So here I am with my hand on the door

And there's a note to explain
All the terrible things
That I've done and never had the heart to tell her
I thought I owed that at least
But still I take it when I leave
'cause I know if she found out it'd kill her

I'm in a motel by the coast
With the shadows and the ghosts
And some girl I met sometime that evenin'
When she calls me and she's cryin'
And she's askin' me why
And for the life of me I can't think of a reason

One week later - six a.m.
I come stumblin' in
And there's a chill in the air of our bedroom
And she just curls up in my arms
With a lie to keep her warm
A good night and a whispered "I love you"

Ask The Bear

Written By: Andrew Delaney

This bird, she went to market
And that's where she met the bear
And he was all that she'd ever wanted
A little loud, but she don't care
And the bear said "Birdie I love you"
And he took her by the wing
They went back to the nest
And now its always a mess
But what's a little dirt
To a good thing?

And if it ain't broke
Don'tcha fix it
And if its a little cracked
It still might work
And how it looks my friend
Just don't matter in the end
Ask the bear
Ask the bird

Well pretty soon, they're raisin' a wolf cub
Cutest thing you ever saw
But sometimes he just don't listen
And he steals the neighbors chickens
Wolves will be wolves after all

And if it ain't broke
Don'tcha fix it
And if its a little cracked
It still might work
And how it looks my friend
Just don't matter in the end
Ask the bear
Ask the bird

And there's another on the way
And a stack of bills to pay
And a couple words of wisdom
They've got hung up in a frame

If it ain't broke
Don'tcha fix it
And if its a little cracked
It still might work
And how it looks my friend
Just don't matter in the end
Ask the bear
Ask the bird

Stanley

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Well there once was a man named Stanley
The son of Delores and Jim
And they lived out there in America somewhere
They never had much more than his sisters and him

And children they got a habit of growing
As their fathers turn into old men
Until the day that his faded away
With Stanley there holding his hand

And Stan never found him a lady
So he never had kids of his own, no
But he was uncle, and brother, and friend to some others
Til it was his turn to pass on

And there's a photo book up in some attic
And someone will find it some day
And they'll flip through the pages
Trying to put names to faces
But maybe there's one that nobody can place

Cause he never found him a lady
So he never had kids of his own, no
But he was uncle, and brother, and friend to some others
But now even the memory is gone

Cause time only goes one direction
Like a train rolling into the night
And it don't slow or stall
And it makes dust of us all
Leaving only the darkness behind

But there once was a man named Stanley
The son of Delores and Jim
And he lived out there in America somewhere
I never knew him, but this one's for him
I never knew him, but this one's for him

Hole in The Sky

Written By: Andrew Delaney

There's a hole in the sky where the rain come pouring in
I hear it lands on all God's children every now and then
But it's been raining for so long I'm wondering what I did to him
There's a hole in the sky where the rain comes pouring in

There's a hole in my pocket where my money falls out
It used to fill up all these empty bottles laying round the house
Once I thought I couldn't live without you, now I know without a doubt
There's a hole in my pocket where my money falls out

There's a hole in my heart where I know it used to hurt
But I've been drinking to forget you, never thought that it would work
But now I can't feel nothing, I don't know which one is worse
There's a hole in my heart where I know it used to hurt

Down the Drain

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Well I took off my wedding ring
And watched it circle in the drain
And when it was gone, I wanted it back again
I walked around the house
Took all of your pictures down
I've got them hanging up in the bedroom now

It must be sad to see
What I've gone and done to me

I'm staring into space
Just wishing I could wonder what went wrong
And I've been going through hell
Just trying to convince myself
That love is so much sweeter when its gone

Well you split my world in two
But if I had to tell the truth
I'd be lying if I said that I could blame you
This empty house you see
Its full of ugly memories
And if these walls could talk, they wouldn't speak to me

I had to push you out
But if you could see me now

I'm staring into space
Just wishing I could wonder what went wrong
And I've been going through hell
Just trying to convince myself
That love is so much sweeter when its gone

Oh ain't love so much sweeter when its gone?

Well I took off my wedding ring
And watched it circle in the drain
And when it was gone, I wanted it back again

Nice Day

Written By: Andrew Delaney

Clock radio came on
With my favorite song
A good omen, as you always said
The dog brought my slippers
And then brought the paper
And none of the news was that bad
The weather man says its gonna be beautiful
Sunny and sixty degrees
But I just shut him off
And lay there in silence
You sure picked a nice day to leave

The boss called me up
He said "Son, you're in luck,
There's a job that's come open upstairs.
So we're gonna raise your pay
Your stock and your status
And whatever else that entails.
Now we talked on this some
And its what you've been waiting on
So why are you crying on me?"
Cause the sweet life ain't nothing
With no one to share it
You sure picked a nice day to leave.

That's the sound of my ship coming in
That's the sound of my victory parade
The crash of the band, the clapping of hands
Drowned out by the sound that a slamming door makes
For once in my life
I've got all I ever wanted
I'm just missing the one thing I need
Since you walked out this morning
With no plans of returning
But you sure picked a nice day to leave
You sure picked a nice day to leave