David Risinger

David Risinger

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

Imagine taking Leonard Cohen, Dan Aykroyd, and Chris Isaac (without the Roy Orbison thing) and mixing them all up - and it's a lot like that. Simple, moving, and heartfelt singer-songwriter music with a contemplative adult's perspective on life, love, loss and redemption.

Biography

Folling closely behind 2007's Father's House, David Risinger's latest project is Dos Lobos, continuing the themes of love, loss life and redemption. Recorded in Austin's Congress House Studio under the production of Andre Moran (Noelle Hampton), featuring the talents of the amazing Silver Lining Band.

Lyrics

The Fishing Song

Written By: David Risinger

Charlie is a friend of mine, he goes fishing all the time
We’ve been together a time or two
Well, he’s got a mighty fine life, and when I asked him for some sage advise
He said, “What my dad told me, I’ll tell you”

If you’re gonna land the big one son, you need to keep it on little line
If you’re going to catch your limit, you’re gonna have to spend some time
Feed a man a bass and you’ve fed him for one night
But, teach him how to cast, and you’ve got a drinking buddy for the rest of your life.

Charlie, he’s a family man, but he goes fishing all he can
He goes fishing most every afternoon
Well I asked him about his lovely wife
And why there never seemed to be much strife
And he said, “What my dad told me, I’ll tell you”

If you’re gonna catch a good one, son, you need to read between the lines
If you want to find a keeper, you’re gonna have to spend some time
It’s catch and release if she don’t like your pastime,
But if she’s got her own boat and trailer, son, well then you know it’s hitchin’ time.

Charlie he’s a getting’ on, but he’ll go fishing ‘till he’s gone
He’ll be fishing until his days are through
I asked him how he thought it might be when we’re fishing with the Man from Galilee, and he said, What my dad told me, I’ll tell you”
If you want to meet the Big Man, son, you need to learn to tow the line
If you want to meet his Right Hand, you’ll have to believe in your mind
If you want to go to Heaven you need some souls on your trot line
Teach a man to troll, you never know, someday it may save his soul

Charlie is a friend of mine
He goes fishing all the time

Lame Baby Boomer Protest Song

Written By: David Risinger

When I was a young boy
Not quite in my teens
I’d go down to the record store
To hear what I could sing
I heard about an army
In a far off war
I heard some people talking
Asking what we’re fighting for

And now I look around me
Nothing seems to change
In the world my eyes see
The song remains the same

When I was a young boy
Long before my teens
I’d go down to the corner store
And read the magazines
I read about a lady
Who tried to ride the bus
They wouldn’t let her sit in front
Because her skin don’t look like us

And now I look around me
And wonder where it all went wrong
I hear they want to build a fence
A thousand miles long

Well now I’m grown and married
Teenagers of my own
And they will have to carry
All the seeds that we have sown

And when I look around me
And everything seems all wrong
I feel their love surround me
And help me to carry on

When I was a young boy
And now that I am gray
I think about the good times
I think of yesterday
Trying to find forgiveness
In the valley of my pain
Trying to find a witness
In the shadows of my blame

And now I look around me
Nothing seems the same
I wonder how life would be
If I could live it all again
And then I’d look around me
And see what could have been
If only my eyes had seen
What I should have done back then

Where Do I Go From Here?

Written By: David Risinger

Standing on a mountaintop, pretending to fall off a rock
Walking down the beach one magic Sunday
Your girlfriend by your side
Your face lit up with a great big smile
Making plans for maybe someday

Where do I go from here?
The road ain’t exactly clear
Where do I go, how do I know?
Where do I go from here?

Walking by the riverside, watch the water passing by
Wondering who’s walking there beside me?
Never knowing why, countless tears I’ve cried
And will you always know me?

Where do I go from here?
The path ain’t exactly clear
Where do I go, how will I know?
Where do I go from here?

Maybe if I say my prayers, I’ll get to walk up Heaven’s stairs
And ask if you’ll forgive me
And when I make it there I’ll run my fingers through your hair
And I’ll thank God who’s truly blessed me

But where do I go from here?
And how will I know I’m there?
Where will I go, how will I know?
Where will I go from here?
Where do I go from here?

Discography

Father's House - 2007 (released on i-phone day)
Dos Lobos - TBA (est Spring 2008)

Set List

If I didn't write it, I don't know it - so, at least for the time being, I don't do covers. Songs vary from about three to five minutes, including these as yet unrecorded songs:

The Fishing Song - a silly song about my friend, cable TV's Fishing Country host, Charlie Pack
Lame Baby Boomer Protest Song - you decide what/who I'm protesting, but be sure to bring a mirror
Pass It On - a wedding song/advice for life
Make it to Mexico - everyone from Texas has to have at least one song about Mexico
Two Lane Highway - life's no place for neutrality and indifference
Laugh at Myself - everyone else does
Almost is Make Believe - there's no such thing as "almost"
Dos Lobos - Native American story about the struggle within all of us
Seven Cities of Gold - the treasure really was here all along
Milford Road - about growing up on a small road in rural Texas

As well as these songs off my soon to be released album:

Father' House and When I Come Home - songs about Heaven and redempti