City Limits Band

City Limits Band

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Long Time Comin’

Written By: Marc James Bubert


Woke up this morning and wiped the sleep from my eyes
I was out with the boys drinkin’ late last night
Now the room’s spinnin’ round and my mouth feels like cotton
My body is achin’ and my head is a poundin’

I don’t have a job and my day is wide open
I’ll go out on the town, be a wishin’ and a hopin’
I head out the door, catch myself in the mirror
Talk a long hard look, time to make a decision

Chorus
It’s been a long time comin’, wanna make me a name
Spent a long time tryin’ to reach the top of the game
Everyone says that you can’t survive
By singin’ and pickin’ guitars all night
One day I’m gonna stand up and look them straight in the eyes
And say, “It’s been a long time, it’s been a long time comin’.”

We’ll I’ve been away from here for six long years
Drivin’ cross this country took it’s toll on me, man
Very little sleep, just enough to keep me goin’
Didn’t make a lot of money, wouldn’t trade it for nothin’

From town to town and night after night
Up on stage with smoke in my eyes
I’ll play my musil ‘til they turn out the lights
Then I hit the road runnin’ come every sunrise

Repeat Chorus

Superman (in a Stetson Hat)

Written By: Marc James Bubert

Well I go to work each Monday, and pray for Friday to come
It’s been a long hard lonely week, I can’t wait to get back home
I jump out of my work clothes, and throw my jeans and t-shirt on
Grab my Stetson hat, my cowboy boots, snap my Bud Light buckle on

Playin’ town to town, ‘til the law shuts me down
From time to time I’ll see the sun rise, on my way back home
At times the fog can narrow my roads, when the moonlit sky is clear
Two fistin’ drinkin’, guitar pickin’, man I’ve done it all

Chorus
I’m your weekend warrior
I’m your weekend Superman
I dance on tables, guitar in hand
And party just as hard as I can
My kryptonite is a Jack on ice
And a girl who likes to dance
Come fly with me all night long
I’m your superman, in a Stetson hat

My weekends seem to go so fast, just havin’ too much fun
It’s time I thought about packin’ it in, my Sunday’s all most gone
Back to the daily dirt and grime, movin’ steel and bustin’ my back side
It won’t be long ‘til the day arrives, I’ll do it again, I’ll be flyin’ high

Tryin’ To Say Goodbye

Written By: Marc James Bubert


In ’64 a friend to all and a brother he was born
This little baby the third of three
Only time would tell the kind of man he’d become

As the years went by, we played side by side
As all brothers do
Then the dark day rose, from hell down below
And no one knows what happened between the two
Going separate ways, we let pride get in our way
And we never got the chance to say goodbye

Now he’s runnin’ wild and free
Flyin’ like an eagle over heaven’s trees
Taken from this world much too young
An angel bell has rung, there’s a new star in the sky
And we never got the chance to say goodbye

When I look up in the sky, the tears fill my eyes
I wonder if he’s smilin’ down on me
Or walkin’ by my side
Every one says it takes time for the pain to subside
But I’m afraid to let it go
Now in some strange way, I feel closer to him
And I hope he knows what I feel in my heart
‘cause the words were never said
And through the tears I’m tryin’ to say goodbye

Now he’s runnin’ wild and free
Flyin’ like an eagle over heaven’s trees
Taken from this world much too young
An angel bell has rung, there’s a new star in the sky
And through the tears I’m trying to say goodbye

An angel bell has rung
There’s a new star in the sky
And through the tears I’m trying to say goodbye

Discography

Long Time Comin' - CD released June 2004