Eddie Lott

Eddie Lott

 Dallas, Texas, USA
BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

genx+y warehouse wunderkind/music-maker. road-trip-taker. gypsy_ handshaker | lover of open roads/father of epic toddlers | equal parts taurus_, gemini_, & unprecedented.***

Biography

escapism. impulsiveness. aimlessness. restlessness. wanderlust. open (west texico!) highways. late-night desert runs. inner-demon battling. soulmates (& attempted soulmate exorcisms). oh my! 

Eddie Lott is an award-winning singer/songwriter whose soulful, introspective ('ultra-meta') lyrics & haunting, country-noir melodies invoke the lonely roads, quiet nights & whipping winds of far-off places (like his mind & his beloved 'west texico'). The free-spirited, ultra-talented Company of Lions (his band during live performances) is so-named because "they are better than foxes".

Lyrics

Trans-Pecos Serenade

Written By: Eddie Lott

When you walk into the bar tonight
I’ll be waitin’ patiently
You’ll know me by the way my eyes
Don’t hide what’s left in me

I lost my only soul
Out in the sand by El Paso
And I left all of my fear
On that street in Durango

Now there’s black in me so black
There ain’t no use in lookin’ back
You’ll see it in the smoke I blow
And hear it when I tap my toes

And tonight I’ve come to take you down
Before I ride to the next town
I promised I would make you pay
For the wrong you know you done that day

Yeah, I’m a pistolero, friend
And it’s like I said
I come down here
To leave you dead

Now, I want you to get one thing straight
I didn’t come here outta hate
I came because the wrong you done
Tied me to you, this was our fate

I came to you, a man in need
You turned your back and let me bleed
I bled a path straight back to you
This is our night, our destiny

Now I’m a pistolero, friend
And it’s like I said
I come down here
To leave you dead

They say each gun makes its own tune
Well, I wonder what mine just sang to you
A serenade of truth and pain
With justice laced in each refrain

And tonight when I called out your name
I hope you thought back to the day
You did your wrong
Cause when you turned to draw
I let my pistol find its aim

Si, soy un pistolero, guey
Es como ya te dije
Vine aqui
Para matarte

From This Day On

Written By: Eddie Lott

I’m only an outlaw in my mind
I only rob trains and leave broken hearts
In my wake
When I’m drivin’ in my car

I’m only a lover in my head
Cause I can’t bring myself
To love you
The way I want to
With my hands
Or with my heart

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I’m only a rockstar late at night
I write these songs
And I sing’em to myself
And hope and pray
That they up and leave/walk away one day

I’m only free in my past
I Kick and scream
Like I don’t have no choice (now)
But I know deep down inside
That I’m (still) charting my own path

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And I feel like far too long
I’ve been denyin’ myself
But from this day on
I won't fight what I’ve become

Yeah, I was young and wild
I was cool and bold
And now I’m growin’ old

These years flew by too fast
While I was living in the past
But I’ve found my open road

I’m always alone in my mind
I know that men
Are not supposed to live like islands
But I will
Or at least I will die trying

I’m always runnin’ in my dreams
I think I’m scared of growin’ old and tired
And not usin’
All these gifts I had in me

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And I feel like far too long
I’ve been denyin’ myself
But from this day on
I’ll take better care

Yeah, I was young and wild
I was cool and bold
And now I’m growin’ old

These years flew by too fast
While I was living in the past
But I just found my open road

Just Runnin'

Written By: Eddie Lott

i aint runnin’ to you
or no one else
just runnin’, honey,
from myself

baby, i was doin’ fine
just crusin’ cool, bidin’ my time,
goin’ places in my mind...
when I heard your call

i grabbed my bag and hit the road,
i headed west towards the state line
you’re the one that got me goin’
but as i went i realized...

i aint runnin’ to you or no one else
just runnin’, honey,
from myself

as I left Texas behind
the thought of your voice filled my mind
you were hiding in my heart
like some stowaway

but as the day turned into night
the sound of your voice had grown quiet
and left me there ridin', alone,
down some dark and lonely road...

i thought i saw a light from you,
but now i’m thinking i was wrong
maybe i was drunk or stoned,
but the thought pulled me along...

you were never there at all.
i’m pretty sure the thing I saw
was a reflection of my lonely heart
shinin' off the desert floor...

now I sit at home and watch the screen
I drink my beer, don’t write a thing.
but i still feel you in my heart
and most days I still hear your call...

Lucky (Just Won't Cut It Anymore)

Written By: Eddie Lott

Oh, lucky just won't cut it anymore. There are far too many of us tryin to race along this road. I'm thinkin I should just pull off and hit that old dirt road. I may not make it to the front, but at least I'll be alone...

Oh, lucky just won't cut it anymore. There are far too many of us tryin to reach the same damn goal. We've got to ram our heads into the wall (or get used to the floor), cause lucky just won't cut it anymore...

Oh, lucky just won't cut it anymore. There are far too many of us tryin' to drink at this here bar. I'll never meet the girl I need in some place I don't wanna be. I might as well skip this crowd and grab a drink next door...

Well, I wrote this song and I sent it to a judge. He said he liked the lyrics and the music very much. But then he heard Karen sing--and Jimmy, Zack, and Russ--and gave'em each my spot until he heard young Leslie's stuff... oh, lucky just won't cut it anymore.

Well, I know that it seems wrong, but I think I'm right. I feel like back in my day, babe, luck was half the fight. Today we put much more into the way shit looks and feels (its true). Look, luck ain't much to brag about... but at least it's something real.

Oh, lucky just won't cut it anymore...