Chris McGlothlin

Chris McGlothlin

 Kingsport, Tennessee, USA
BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

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Lyrics

A Spell in Albuquerque

Written By: Chris A. McGlothlin

I never could spell Albuquerque.
Never could spell it at all.
Whenever I’d go to write it down
I’d always have an “A” and then a great big scrawl
‘Cause I never could spell Albuquerque.
It was just too tough to do.
I never could spell Albuquerque.
How about you?

I went to live a while in Albuquerque,
I’d heard it was a good place to be.
So I figured that I ought to learn to spell
The city part of that brand new address for me.
So I wrote this song ’n’ fixed the letters
So they’d have rhythm ’n’ some rhyme,
‘n’ now I can spell Albuquerque
Any ol’ time.

CHORUS:
A-L-B, U-Q-U-E, R-Q-U-E, Albuquerque.
A-L-B, U-Q-U-E, R-Q-U-E, Albuquerque.
N-E-double-U and ME,
At the X-I beside of the C,
O, you know, that is New Mexico —
‘n’ wouldn’t it be really swell
To have some time to spend a spell in
A-L-B, U-Q-U-E, R-Q-U-E, Albuquerque.

So if you’re Albuquerquely challenged
The way that I used to be,
Forget about the map that you’ve got in your lap.
Put down that dictionary, Harry, listen to me.
You can get your letters all unscrambled
If you’ll just learn this simple song,
‘n’ then you can spell Albuquerque
All day long.

Doin' the Cowboy Waltz

Written By: Chris A. McGlothlin

1. I’ve noticed in Texas how a cowboy behaves
When his girl gets that look in her eye —
The look that says she longs for settlin’ down —
‘n’ his freedom’s wavin’ goodbye.

2. Well, he won’t be lassoed without a good fight:
He knows the bellerin’ that brandin’ can cause.
So he twists ‘n’ squirms ‘n’ he sidesteps around.
He’s DOIN’ THE COWBOY WALTZ.

Bridge:
His heavy boots are bangin’ loud on the floor,
‘n’ all the while he’s dancin’ he’s got one eye trained on the door.
Now she’s movin’ in closer, ‘n’ he’s slidin’ away.
Will he make the exit? Well, that’d be hard to say.

3. Is it all a pretence, a sham, a charade?
Might all hope for escapin’ prove false?
Don’t matter. He’s dancin’ ’cause that’s how he’s made.
He’s DOIN’ THE COWBOY WALTZ.

Bridge:
(1st 3 phrases: instrumental)
How long will this dance last? Till she gets her way — or he gets away.

I know there are some who’d say I’m guilty too
Of ridin’ off and writin’ off each love as a loss.
‘n’ that may be so but it’s all that I know —
DOIN’ THE COWBOY WALTZ.
DOIN’ THE COWBOY WALTZ.
I guess I’m DOIN’ THE COWBOY WALTZ.

Another Love Song

Written By: Chris A. McGlothlin

(VERSE 1) Take it down just another notch or two.
I can’t sing high when I feel the way I do.
‘n’ it don’t matter anyhow,
‘Cause she’s my inspiration, ‘n’ she’s gone now.

(VERSE 2) When she left, she took a part of me.
‘n’ now up there ahead, emptiness is all I see.
‘n’ when we’re makin’ music, it’s hard as it can be,
‘Cause all the words I gotta sing keep comin’ down on me.

(CHORUS) I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG.
I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG. It’s too hard on me.
Everybody’s tellin’ me I gotta be strong,
But I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG.

(VERSE 3) What a waste. We spent so many years
Sharin’ each other’s laughter ‘n’ dryin’ each other’s tears.
But now the laughter’s faded ‘n’ I’m cryin’ all alone.
I’ve no heart left for singin’ ‘n’ ev’ry love song cuts me like a stone.

(CHORUS) I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG.
I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG. It’s too hard on me.
Everybody’s tellin’ me I gotta be strong,
But I can’t stand to sing ANOTHER LOVE SONG.

Memphis Sunrise

Written By: Chris A. McGlothlin

Wouldn’t you know it, just a mile out of town,
I’d be here on the roadside with this old car broken down.
She took me ev’rywhere I was yearnin’ to roam,
But now she’s balkin’ at the last mile home.
Guess I’ll be walkin’ the last mile home.

Stumblin’ down the shoulder toward the ol’ Mississip —
An inauspicious endin’ to a long, heart-breakin’ trip.
Feelin’ down ‘n’ lonely ‘n’ then the sun starts to rise,
‘n’ that skyline silhouette fills my eyes.
Oh, what a fine silhouette fills my eyes.

CHORUS

So come ’n’ greet me MEMPHIS SUNRISE,
Wash my face with sunshine,
Chase the night away.
You look so friendly I can’t help thinkin’
Maybe this is gonna be my day.
Maybe this is gonna be my day.

Will they still know me when I knock on the door?
Will I be welcome? Will they love me once more?
I know I’m done scratchin’ my itchin’ to roam
As I’m roundin’ the last corner close to my home.
My heart’s poundin’ as I get closer home.

(repeat chorus 2 times — 2nd time with new chords)

Sacramento

Written By: Chris A. McGlothlin

1. I don’t remember SACRAMENTO.
Don’t remember much about it at all.
I know I drove into Sacramento
Sometime last year – I think it was the early fall.
Did a lot of drinkin’ in Sacramento,
Tryin’ to drown the memories of you, you hurt me so.
But now I still see you ev’ry time I close my eyes
‘n’ I don’t remember SACRAMENTO.

2. Looked in my journal for Sacramento.
Couldn’t find a solitary entry about
My new surroundin’s in Sacramento.
I only write sober – I guess that’s why I left it out.
I must’ve worked there in Sacramento,
Alcohol and food both have a price tag, you know.
But I have no idea how I kept myself alive
‘cause I don’t remember SACRAMENTO.

BRIDGE: Surely I’ve been in the Capitol Buildin’
‘n’ walked an alphabetical street.
I must’ve seen Old Town? But where did I bed down?
‘n’ what did I do for a bite to eat?
I know there’s a zoo there ‘n’ a museum or two where
A man of my taste would most certainly go.
But I was so wasted my brain just erased it
‘n’ now I’ve got nothin’ to show for Sacramento.

(INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE)

3. Now I’m in Tahoe, not Sacramento,
With ol’ Jack Daniels ‘n’ a head full of you.
Will I forget this, like Sacramento?
Oh lordy, lordy, what am I gonna do?
I know I should learn from Sacramento.
If I keep on this road here, somethin’s gonna blow!
But I still see you ev’ry time I close my eyes
‘n’ I don’t remember SACRAMENTO.
Yeah, I still see you ev’ry time I close my eyes
‘n’ I don’t remember SACRAMENTO.