chris minton

chris minton

BandAmericanaCountry

basic, unpretentious americana-flavored music that is easily related to, easy to listen to, not too shallow, not too deep, goes good with a side of fries

Biography

i started playing guitar when i was 18, and was regularly writing songs around age 22. i was raised on old country and bluegrass by my mother, and classic rock by my father, so my style is somewhere right in the middle. my biggest influences in style are steve earle, todd snider, robert earl keen, and maybe the allman brothers. my influences in attitude are kristofferson, cash, and waylon jennings. i'm not really sure what would set me apart from other bands, other than the fact that my lyrics speak for themselves. i try to only write songs that present vulnerabililty in human emotions, songs that most anyone can listen to and say "hey, i know what that guy means."

Lyrics

pourin' rain again

Written By: chris minton

Drove you home last night in the pourin' rain again
Kinda makes sense to me because you say that we're just friends
A storm of emotion ready to break loose in my heart
Like the rain on the farm lands it's tearing me apart

So many times I've been there when you needed a place to cry
But now I'm drowning in the flood of being the other guy
I see you out with him somewhere, feels like I'm on the outside looking in
With my face against the window, standing in the pourin' rain again

It's the middle of summer and it's been raining since the fall
Not to mention the weather, no it ain't been good at all
I look up at the dark skies and cry out will it ever end
He's in the shelter of your arms and I'm stuck in the pourin' rain again

Sometimes it makes me wonder what you feel for me inside
I wait for you to say the words but all I've heard so far is goodbye
You show a little something for me every now and then'
Then you pull away and I'm left standing in the pourin' rain again

Waiting on that one sweet day when the storm clouds finally part
I'd give anything for you, you've already got my heart
But I've still got my imagination, I guess for now I can pretend
Maybe I'll forget that I've been standing in the pourin' rain again

when the angels come

Written By: chris minton

Driving home the other day I saw a man on the side of the road
His face was pale and motionless and his body was so cold
A heart attack had killed him, he died before my eyes
The look he had upon his face I can’t get out of my mind
A little girl was crying how she loved her daddy so
She loves it when the angels come but she hates to see them go

I had a friend in high school; he was always by my side
Till a car wreck took his life one day, I still can’t believe he died
When I think about him now I just don’t know where to start
I guess it’s not the fact he’s gone, it’s the fact that we’re apart
Even though it’s been so long I still miss him more than he could know
I love it when the angels come but I hate to see them go

The good Lord sends us angels to take us by the hand
Pick us up when we are weary; give us legs on which to stand
But we take them for granted, never even knowing why
Until it’s too late, till they spread their wings and fly

Walking down a two way street in this broken one way town
Man on the corner trying to save my soul because he knows that I am down
I tell him I don’t need his help cause I’m making the turn
But I’m turning mighty slow
I didn’t listen when the angels came, now it’s time for them to go

since i found out (ode to an ex)

Written By: chris minton

I really missed you baby when you told me goodbye
It was all that I could do not to just break down and cry
You know I felt so sorry, I couldn’t get up off the floor
But I feel so much better since I found out you’re a whore

I feel kind of foolish having fallen for a tramp
I wear my heart wide open like the way you wear your pants
I look back and laugh now; I don’t feel that way no more
Been living in the sunshine since I found out you’re a whore

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Listen to me baby, it’s time you realize
You’re better off with your mouth shut and your legs spread open wide
Can’t say you’re good for nothing ‘cause there’s one thing you’re good for
Sucking cocks and getting off rocks, you sorry two bit whore

I took off for the weekend to drink beer and relax
You took off your panties and you laid down on your back
If all the dicks were dollars you’d damn sure not be poor
But no matter how rich you ever get you’ll always be a whore

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So go to hell, it’s just as well, that’s a good place for a whore

grounded town

Written By: chris minton

There ain’t a single hotel in this town, but there’s a lot of greyhound stations
People hop a one way bus that’s bound for another destination
All these cars upon the street, they ain’t got nowhere to go
Why they’re still here is beyond me, must be something I don’t know

So many times I’ve thought about getting the hell straight outta here
Maybe somewhere way down south, somewhere I can buy a beer
Or maybe I could go out west and make my living off the land
This place here is such a mess, it’s high time I made a stand

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Seems like every cause that I’ve been fighting for is lost
Looking for redemption but I wonder what’s the cost
Why is it that when I rise up they always bring me down
I can’t fly for falling in this grounded little town

I wish I had a harley with two wheels rolling me away
To a place where no one knows me, where it’s worth getting up each day
I wasn’t born a rich man, so what I think don’t matter none
So I’ll let that lonesome highway carry me into the sun

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I’d ask the lord for guidance but I ain’t been too good to him
The sea of life is waiting but I ain’t got the guts to swim
So I jump off of the deep end not giving a damn about anything
As the water takes me under it wets my throat and I can sing

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why cant we both be wrong

Written By: chris minton

Don’t know what I’m doing but I’m doing it wrong
Don’t know where I’m going but I know I’m lost
So many times I tried to tell you find a reason to hang on
Don’t know why I’m working when I don’t like the pay
Don’t know what I’m doing here guess I’ll find out someday
So many times you tried to tell me give you a reason to stay

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But you let go and you never looked back
That train only runs one way down the track and now
I feel so alone
You left me so far behind
And I’m here trying not to lose my mind
I’ve just got to know now
Why can’t we both be wrong?

Don’t think I can make it without you by my side
Living here without you feels like part of me has died
Wish I could just turn back the hands of time
Before our love was crucified
I’d climb any mountain to have you back once more
Even though I hurt you so many times before
But you never said a single word
You just turned and walked right out the door

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Set List

SEVEN BRIDGES ROAD
CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA
ALRIGHT GUY
FEEL LIKE MAKING LOVE
FIGHTING FOR
SMOKE WEED WITH WILLIE
MELISSA
PEACEFUL EASY FEELING
SITTIN AT A BAR
STUCK IN THE MIDDLE WITH YOU
MORE THAN A FEELING
RUN
GOT YOU WHERE I WANT YOU
LUCKY
ANGELS LIKE HER
ME AND JULIO DOWN BY THE SCHOOLYARD
SHINE
ANOTHER SATURDAY NIGHT
HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY
NYMPHOMANIAC
FREE FALLIN'
SOMEDAY
DEAD FLOWERS
WAGON WHEEL
VOLCANO
POUR ME A VACATION
SHE TALKS TO ANGELS
FAT BOTTOMED GIRLS
COVER OF THE ROLLING STONE
4TH OF JULY
BLUE ON BLACK
PINK HOUSES
BROWN EYED GIRL
EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THORN
PATIENCE
IT AIN’T EASY BEING ME
WHY DON’T WE GET DRUNK
CAN’T YOU SEE
DIXIELAND DELIGHT
COPPERHEAD ROAD
THE WEIGHT
6TH AVENUE HEARTACHE
HEY GIRL
DON’T STOP BELIEVING
I’LL BE
COLLIDE
WHOOP SOMEBODY'S ASS
YELLOW LEDBETTER
BEER RUN
NEVER WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN
BLISTER IN THE SUN
DEAD OR ALIVE
WILD WORLD
THE ROAD GOES ON FOREVER
ANYTHING BUT MINE
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