Don Boivin

Don Boivin

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Contemporary folk. With edge. My songs are very lyrical, very real. When I play my songs for people they respond with high-fives or heartfelt thankyou's, depending on age.

Biography


Don Boivin is a “Hard Working Man” who is singing his life. Raised in a large family in southeastern Massachusetts (he has seven brothers and sisters), son of a union carpenter, Don spent the first couple decades of his adult life following in the family footsteps – as husband, father, homeowner, and carpenter. Though the music was always inside (as a child, his siblings finally gave up trying to get him to stop humming), it was only after a less-than-amicable divorce caused the walls of convention to come crashing down that the music truly began to escape. A four month road trip around the USA helped to spread the wings of this songwriter-to-be.
“I am currently writing my one hundredth song. My last song was a sad and poignant one called “You’ve Got To Let Them Know” about the fragility of life and the importance of being there for a friend in need – so now I’m writing a more upbeat, kind of funny song about a spiteful woman who seeks vengeance on her ex-lover by stealing all his stuff (this really happened to me!)”
Don's debut album has just been released. Sensitive, thoughtful, intelligent lyrics sung in a rich, vibrant, heart-tugging voice (often compared to Cat Stevens), accompanied only by six-string guitar, "Songwriter" is one of those raw and simple first recordings that is destined to become and remain a fan favorite.
The eleven songs on "Songwriter" are not just about love and heartbreak - a war veteran named Ainsley walks the streets (“What’s The Matter With Ainsley” recently placed in the American Songwriter Magazine Lyric Contest and is currently in the top 200 on Neil Young’s “Living With War” website), a businessman rides the commuter rail to “success”, another wonders if he wouldn’t be happier somewhere else. “Watch The Flowers Grow” is about a nine-to-fiver who has found peace on his day off, and “Outta Luck” is what you are if you “ain’t got jack”.
From foot-tappingly funny to heartbreakingly poignant, "Songwriter" looks like the beginning of a fruitful second career for a guy who’s been there, knows how it feels, and has the ability to put it all in a song that somehow makes you feel a little better about it. Don Boivin is a real guy singing real songs about real life.
Don has been performing live about 3 or 4 times a month with his fiance, Jennifer Stratton, who is also a singer/songwriter.

Lyrics

Through With You

Written By: Don Boivin

You don't ever say you love me
Like you used to do
I'm tired of complainin'
Tired of waitin' round for you

Friends of mine been sayin'
You been where you don't belong
They seen you, don't deny it
You know you done me wrong

You done me wrong

Let's get one thing straight
I been your fool way too long
Now that I'm awake
You bet your ass you're rightly gone

Cards are on the table
I see your luck ain't good
You may as well just hit the road
I'm done with you for good

Done for good

[chorus]
I'm through with my complainin'
Through waitin' round for you
Through hearin' from the neighbors
That my husband ain't been true

Don't try to say you love me now
Too late to start anew
Just pack your things and hit the road
My life with you is through

I'm through with you
I'm through with you
Through sittin' round the house
Feelin' blue

I'm through with you
I'm through with you
Your cheatin' and your lyin'
And whatever else you do

I'm through with you

I've heard it said that what you get
Is what you think you're worth
I blame myself for thinking you
Were all that I deserved

Now I finally realize
Now I understand
You used my self-delusions
To get the upper hand

The upper hand

Knowledge is power, so they say
And now that things are clear
You've lost your power over me
My weakness was my fear

Now I know that I'm all right
I know just who I am
I know that you and me are through
And I know I need no man

Need no man

[repeat chorus 2X]

Catch a Fast Train

Written By: Don Boivin

Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train
Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train

Get your coffee to go, get your ass to the station
There's no time to spare, the train ain't waitin'
Not even for someone important like you

Don't smile at your neighbor, he might think you're crazy
Don't look out the window, he might think you're lazy
You're a business man, you got a million things to do

Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train
Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train

You got the business section; stocks are up, bonds are down
Put the comics aside (to read when no one's around)
Pull out your notes; got a conference at 9 AM

It's a serious world and you're a serious guy
You're gonna make a million bucks by the age of twenty nine
Don't stop till you drop; no pain, no gain

Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train
Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train

The commuter rail is the way to go
Traffic on the pike is way too slow
You're a busy man; you ain't got time to kill

They taught you in church and they taught you in school
Life ain't funny; no, life is cruel
You're gonna get what you can; if you don't somebody else will

Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train
Catch a fast train to Boston
Catch a fast train

Look Out

Written By: Don P Boivin

Look out world
Here I come
Ready or not
I've just begun

I got a song in my soul
A beat in my heart
I'm gonna rise up now
I'm gonna be a star

Look out

You could lock me up
Throw away the key
You could steal my money
But you can't stop me

I'm gonna live my life
The way I like
Gonna sing my songs
Gonna be all right

Look out

If i had a bunch of money
What would I do
Guess I'd buy a big house
Take a trip or two

But you don't need money
To follow your heart
All you need's a little faith
That's a good place to start

Look out, look out
I got a song in my soul
and a dream in my heart

Look out, look out
I'm gonna rise up now
I'm gonna be a star

Look out, look out
Look out, look out

Look out girls
Here I come
I may be forty two
but I've just begun

I ain't quite rich
I ain't too smart
But I'll sing you a song
That'll melt your heart

Look out

I used to be shy
Quiet and afraid
Never made trouble
Never made waves

Fear keeps you down
That's a habit to break
It ain't worth living
Till you know your great

Look out

I coulda been rich
If I was willing to try
But I'd never be happy
In a suit and tie

You don't need money
To follow your heart
All you need's a little faith
That's a good place to start

Look out, look out
I got a song in my soul
And a dream in my heart

Look out, look out
I'm gonna rise up now
I'm gonna be a star

Look out, look out
The disenchanted got a chance
to make a brand new start

Look out, look out
I may never be rich
But I can play this guitar

Look out, look out
Look out, look out

What's The Matter With Ainsley

Written By: Don P Boivin

What's the matter with Ainsley
He just ain't the same
He's been walking down Main Street
Conversing with the rain

Coffee stains all down his shirt
He's got leaves in his hair
He gestures and articulates
But no one else is there

What's the matter with Ainsley
His eyes are cold and gray
The war took him away from us
And sent him back this way

Ainsley was a friend of mine
We partied through the nights
Now all his friends are invisible
Since the war he ain't been right

Dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy dum day
Take a man, put a gun in his hand; he'll never be the same

Dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy dum day
You call him a hero; he's just a pawn in your game

And that's a shame

He used to work at the lumber yard
Packing loads to go
He was quiet, he was friendly
He was a good man to know

He'd never sell you a two by ten
If a two by eight was best
That's the kind of man Ainsley was
Till this Middle Eastern mess

Dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy dum day
Take a man, put a gun in his hand
He'll never be the same

Dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy diddy dum dum diddy dum day
You call him a hero; he's just a pawn in your game

And that's a shame

I don't know much 'bout world affairs
You say we should be there
All I know is fighting never
solved nothing nowhere

We teach our kids to talk things out
Then send them off to war
It's hypocrites who run this show
Let's not take it anymore

Let's end war

Hard Working Man

Written By: Don P Boivin

He's working with a crew out on the highway
Bent over with a shovel in his hand
He's dreaming of a cabin in the country
An ordinary man with an ordinary plan

Hard working man, hard working man
Hard working man, hard working man

Up before the dawn, he pulls his boots on
Every day just like the day before
One thing keeps him going, it's a vision
For a home of his own he works his fingers to the bone

Hard working man, hard working man
Hard working man, hard working man

He saved a little money back in '02
Working on the Callahan Bridge
A cable slipped, his back was nearly broken
The money paid the rent, start all over again

Hard working man, hard working man
Hard working man, hard working man

It's funny how a dream can survive though the years roll on
He's tired and he's worn but he keeps on keeping on
Stubborn as a mule, strong as an ox
Some say he's a fool but he's as steady as a rock

Hard working man, hard working man
Hard working man, hard working man

Money can be funny, it's ironic;
You'd think by working hard you'd be all right
But money's just a game of economics
You gotta know the rules or you know you're gonna lose

Hard working man, hard working man
Hard working man, hard working man

Hard Times

Written By: Don Boivin

Hard times know my name
Hard times know no shame
When it rains you know it pours
Those hard times outside my door

Hard times don't come around here no more

Hard times, move away
Please spare me, if only for a day
Like a shipwreck washed ashore
Hard times won't be ignored

Hard times don't come around here no more

Hard times hear what I say;
There's one thing you can never take away
'Cause in my heart I know there's something more
There's a place all hopes shall be restored

Hard times don't come around here no more

[bridge is hummed]

Sleep...my little one
Just close your eyes, the day is done
Let watching over you be my chore
I give you peace forevermore

Hard times won't come around here no more

Hard times won't come around here no more

In Good Time

Written By: Don Boivin

Life is uncertain
Life is unsure
Life is a maze in which you
Can't find the door

Life is not easy
Life is not kind
Life could be bearable
If only you could find

Some kind of purpose
Some kind of sign
Some kind of answer
To these questions in your mind

In good time...

[chorus]
Every time the sun begins to shine
I see those clouds rolling over
Every time I think I see the light
It fades away
Wonder if I'll ever find
Some reason for this life of mine
How long
Must I feel this way

Life can be crazy
Working all the time
You pinch your pennies
Ain't saved a dime

When will your ship come
When will you be
That person that you've always
dreamed you would be

There is no reason
There is no rhyme
The more you push ahead
The more you fall behind

In good time...

[chorus]

Time's an illusion
That's what they say
You've got no time for those
Foolish games

It's no illusion
Day after next
You need a thousand bucks
To pay the rent

Has God forsaken you
All you need's a sign
Some higher power
Loving and divine

In good time...

[chorus]

That Girl

Written By: Don Boivin

That girl drives me crazy
That girl looks so fine
That girl is the kinda girl
who makes me, makes me lose my mind

That girl, that girl

That girl, she's got the moves
That girl knows what to say
I want that girl so bad
It makes my, makes my hair turn grey

That girl, that girl

Thought I'd gotten over her a long time ago
But I guess I should've known I couldn't let her go
Now she's back in town and my head is beginning to spin

Why's she gotta look like the goddess Aphrodite
Makes me wanna get a glimpse of her black silk nightie
My head is in the gutter, that's the kind of state she puts me in

That girl, that girl

That girl is well proportioned
That girl is well composed
When she walks down the street
You know you're looking right through those clothes

That girl, that girl

She says she's my friend but
I say I want more
I'd like to take her home
And show her what I'm looking for

That girl, that girl

[bridge]
You gotta face the facts, it's biology
It's not depraved, it's the male physiology
To get the girl
You got a big strong man and a beautiful girl
That's a recipe for love all around the world
That girl, that girl

She's the kinda girl makes me howl at the moon
Makes me beat on my chest and act like a fool
At the end of the day she's the one I'll be dreaming of

Wish I could forget her cause I know it would be better
I could live my life, I could sleep at night
But I'm a man, she's a woman and you know I think I'm falling in love

That girl, that girl, that girl, that girl

I'm Goin' Down

Written By: Don Boivin

If I get to heaven I'm a'turnin back round
Most of my friends won't be there anyhow
I'm goin' down

The man upstairs may say that he's my friend
But the devil below will get me in the end
I'm goin' down

Down, down, down, down, down

I know I said I'd meet you at the pearly gates
And I want you to know that I appreciate
Your being round

But you been so good and I been so bad
And though you're the best thing that I ever had
I'm goin' down

Down, down, under the ground, down

There's one thing that I never understood
Why the only way to heaven is to read the good book
I'm goin' down

Call me a sinner, call me what you please
I'd rather be a sinner than be on my knees
I'm goin' down

Down below where the fires burn slow, down

[bridge]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
You do what you do, you do what you must
It all comes down to a state of mind
I may be poor on the outside but I'm rich inside
That's heaven
That's heaven

When it's time for that endless sleep
Take me to the woods and bury me deep
I'm goin' down

Leave my bones to the rain and the sun
Then leave me alone, my work is done
I'm goin' down

Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, under the ground, down
Down below where the fires burn slow, down
Down, down, down, down, down

My Home Is In Your Heart

Written By: Don Boivin

She stood alone down by the bay
She tossed a rose and watched it slowly drift away
With tear stained cheeks she walked the beach
The morning of the day her daddy passed away

And in the wind she heard him say
Don't worry dearest daughter, things will be okay
I lived my life, I made it through
God knows it wasn't easy but I still had you

My pride and joy, my little girl
Remember when we took that trip around the world
Dry your eyes, I'll never die
My home is in your heart, my little girl

My little girl, my precious one
Don't cry no more, you've just begun
You're beautiful and sensitive
And I love you more than I ever did
We'll never be apart because my home
Is here in your heart

Take the hand of your new man
I've met him and I'm pleased, I think he's right for you
He'll treat you well, I can tell
He knows your love runs deeper than the deepest well

I'll be here just like before
Only now I've found the peace that I was looking for
Live your life, take it slow
And when you're feeling sad you will always know

I'm here for you, I'll see you through
No matter where you are, no matter what you do
See my face, feel my embrace
In the wind and sun and rain, my little girl

My little girl, my precious one
Don't cry no more, you've just begun
You're beautiful and sensitive
And I love you more than I ever did
We'll never be apart because my home
Is here in your heart

We'll never be apart because my home
Is here in your heart

Discography

"Songwriter", featuring twelve originals, is available on cdbaby.com, itunes and many other on-line music sites.

Set List

All originals (well, okay, a very occasional Dylan or Dead or something of that nature). Here are the 12 originals on my record:
1. Catch A Fast Train
2. I Can't Stop Thinking About You
3. Honey
4. Don't Stop Now
5. Keep On Dreaming
6. Outta Luck
7. Through With You
8. Watch the Flowers Grow
9. On Top No More
10. Song For A Friend
11. Hard Working Man
12. What's The Matter With Ainsley