Dave Crossland

Dave Crossland

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Dave Crossland is something of an enigma. Criss-crossing the country with a 1949 Gibson J-45, Crossland delivers contemporary themes and observations with an ageless perspective that "seduces on a pure sound level".

Biography

Dave Crossland is something of an enigma. Criss-crossing the country with a 1949 Gibson J-45, Crossland delivers contemporary themes and observations with an ageless perspective that "seduces on a pure sound level". The result has a unique relevance not easily categorized by the mainstream music industry or the indie acoustic scene.

Crossland is a first-class vocalist, and highly respected among his songwriting peers. "From the long line of Guthrie, Dylan and Springsteen - it’s only a matter of time until Crossland takes his place among the great songwriters of the 21st century", said the late John Stewart, legendary writer and key member of the Kingston Trio. Crossland recorded and toured with Stewart in the early 2000s, and now works with the LA-based John Stewart band as a side project dedicated to keeping his mentor's music in the American consciousness.

A road monkey at heart, Crossland is most at home traveling between coasts, hitting stages large and small. In the past year, Crossland has opened for John Waite, Shawn Colvin, and Kenny Loggins, and shared the stage with Lindsey Buckingham, Roseanne Cash, and Catie Curtis, among others.

Crossland has released 4 CDs on his own, in addition to an indie recording produced in Nashville. His most recent disc, Pearl, surpassed those of Springsteen and Neko Case in a list of top 10 albums for 2006 from the Boston Herald. Crossland's next move is to LA, with a new release expected in 2009.

Lyrics

Easy Money

Written By: Dave Crossland

she could have been an actress
she could have finished school
she could have got her driver’s license too
she could have lived in london tokyo or rome
summer times in paris
winters somewhere far from home

easy money reaches for your hand
tell your mother that you’re happy
tell your lover he’s your friend
feels so easy you are floating on the breeze
you are floating through time
what else is there but time

cigarettes and cafes and model magazines
and filling up the spaces in between
faxes from your father a message from your mom
nothing’s really missing you can put your finger on

easy money reaches for your hand
tell your mother that you’re happy
tell your lover he’s your friend
feels so easy you are floating on the breeze
you are floating through time
what else is there but time

so mingle through the party and take a sip of wine
the sunset on the ocean is beautiful tonight
here’s to being beautiful
here’s to being young
here’s to a lifetime of fun

Pearl

Written By: Dave Crossland

tommy drowned his sorrow nightly
tommy drowned his happiness too
tommy drowned and drowned till his drowning drowned
and now his drowning days are through
his drowning days are through

he says i’m going walking on the seashore barefoot
i’m gonna get my pearl
it’s been waiting on the sea right there for me
a gift from the whole wide world
a gift from the whole wide world

mary left the hour of midnight
when she left her father’s house
now she’s holding on to moonlight
and she can turn the nightlight out
she can turn the nightlight out

she says i’m going walking on the seashore barefoot
i’m gonna get my pearl
it’s been waiting on the sea right there for me
a gift from the whole wide world
a gift from the whole wide world

well i’ll tell you a story someone told to me
we can only be as happy as we want to be
the road is open and the toll is free
and you’re the only one who knows the way
so hey just say

i’m gonna go

mister mooney made a killing collecting
mountains of gold on the stock exchange
till he opened his eyes and he didn’t see why
and he gave all the mountains away
he gave all the mountains away

he says i’m going walking on the seashore barefoot
i’m gonna get my pearl
it’s been waiting on the sea right there for me
a gift from the whole wide world
a gift from the whole wide world

Hard To Say

Written By: Dave Crossland

i have more faith in you
than you have in yourself
you know it’s true
and i know you’ll make it through
with just a little more crying brother
it’s hard to do

it’s hard to say i love you
it’s hard but it’s okay
i throw my arms around you
so many other ways

you throw the book at me
and you know i’ve done you wrong
okay okay
but you know there’s more to see
than the angry words we’ve spoken
just look at me

it’s hard to say i love you
it’s hard but it’s okay
i throw my arms around you
so many other ways

if you ever need me you know i’ll come running
if you’re ever lost in the dark my eyes
i will give you
my hands
i will give you

so have some faith in me
cause you know i’m right beside you
all the way
and you know someday we’ll be
rocking in the easy chair
laughing hey hey

it’s hard to say i love you
it’s hard but it’s okay
i throw my arms around you
so many other ways

Cheap Red Wine

Written By: Dave Crossland

cheap red wine and the floor under your mexican whorehouse lights
the summer breeze is leaving do you know what you believe in
you give them all what they want
the loving voodoo virgin baby
lead them to their wishing wells they drink you and drown themselves

they light you a candle light you a star
falling somewhere from the sky
flickering virgin holding her heart
watching her children cry

candy eyes in your stare in the painted face you sell out there
watching every word they take touch them where they want to break
and down to your chambers
past the sleeping nursery door
will she ever know his face
make him disappear in sweat and lace

and taped to your mirror la luna la rosa
la dama y la muerte
blood in the sheets sweat and the cries
the prisons of la valiente

cheap red wine and the floor under your mexican whorehouse lights
i will sing every song i know to you i will disappear if you want me to
but give me your kiss give me your mind
give me this house of jacarandas
and the child whose father i don't know raise her high upon my shoulders

i light you a candle light you a star
falling somewhere from the sky
flickering virgin holding her heart
watching her children cry
o baby cry
cheap red wine

Sleepy Chloe

Written By: Dave Crossland

the independent miss chloe
is walking up the street
dandelions for her hair
ladybugs for feet
reserve and social graces
she laughs them all away
when she finds the faces
who like to laugh and play
who like to laugh and play

she tries on thursday dresses
at the saturday thrift store
she tries one that's her favorite
then she finds five more
she calls you on a sunday
to tell you she's alright
she didn't even need you there
to fall asleep last night
to fall asleep last night

chloe sleepy chloe
gone is the busy day
can you hear your mama sing
so faint and far away
of blackberries and horses
songs across the sea
all the magic places
that you will someday see
that you will someday see

London Town

Written By: Dave Crossland

wake up in the morning can’t remember where i am
ain’t no coffee in the kitchen only tea and bread and jam
oak and brass and leather bitter ale and cider
gentle woman lying next to me but I cannot see inside her

walking around in a london town
half of my life running underground
and the rain keeps pouring down
to fill this empty cup of fortune

nelson’s on his pillar commanding all he sees
double-decker carousel and tawdry pigeon fleets
lovers by the iron gates taxis spin their wheels
black and crippled burned up hands begging for a meal

walking around in a london town
half of my life running underground
and the rain keeps pouring down
to fill this empty cup of fortune

and the punker on the corner is listening to the woman feeding pigeons and recalling the good old days
when everything was cheaper and the milk it came delivered and the people all believed in more civil ways
how her father fought the kaiser and how hitler took her brother as he fought up in the skies over germany
and the zeppelins and the bombers and the darkness filled with thunder how they fought and they prayed for their children’s peace

walking around in a london town
half of my life running underground
and the rain keeps pouring down
to fill this empty cup this empty

walking around in a london town
half of my life running underground
and the rain keeps pouring down
to fill this empty cup of fortune

Juniper Berry

Written By: Dave Crossland

what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you
what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to cry

makes me want to cry
makes me want to cry
what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

oh lie back in your summer dress
and sweat beneath your fan
tender me a tasty sip
and take me in your hands

oh what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

makes me want to cry
makes me want to cry
what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

oh i’m falling falling
falling falling
falling falling
down

oh i’m falling falling
falling falling
falling falling
apart

oh what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

your wasted washed out lovers stagger
and stumble through your streets
fumbling for a fingerful
of promises they know you’ll never keep

oh what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

oh i’m falling falling
falling falling
falling falling
down

oh i’m falling falling
falling falling
falling falling
apart

oh what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

oh what is it about the juniper berry
that makes me want to love you

oh makes me want to love you
oh makes me want to love you

makes me want
makes me want
makes me....

Discography

The Set That Wasn't - 2008
Pearl - 2006