Gerry Lane

Gerry Lane

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Gerry Lane is a singer/songwriter originally from West Cork, Ireland. His gutsy, gravelly, vocal style, coupled with his raw, powerful and emotive guitar playing and unique dynamic stage presence has endeared him to music fans around the world who come back time and time again to see him perform.

Biography

Gerry Lane is a singer/songwriter originally from West Cork, Ireland. His gutsy, gravelly, vocal style, coupled with his raw, powerful and emotive guitar playing and unique dynamic stage presence has endeared him to music fans around the world who come back time and time again to see him perform. His lyrics are sometimes considered impressionistic, with interpretations varying depending on the listener. While Gerry writes all of his own songs, he often indulges in creating new arrangements of favorite cover songs, mostly in the Blues of the 30’s,40’s 50’s….the Soul of the 60’s and the rock of the 70’s era. Gerry is equally at home playing acoustic blues as he is electric blues in the Chicago and Texas styles. He can at present be seen in his regular residency at the “19th Hole Bar” in the beautiful Meloneras area of Gran Canaria playing and preaching’ the blues to the people who frequent the bar….. and occasionally gigging elsewhere in Europe in places like Belgium, Ireland etc. Gerry’s fans describe his live shows as captivating and enveloping. He peppers his performances with stories and tidbits’ of his favorite artists and musical heroes between songs. Gerry is an urban songwriter who is both down to earth in his music, style, and interaction with fans. During his career he has had the opportunity to work and play with some of the biggest names in the music business. For example: Noel Redding (ex bass player with the Jimi Hendrix Experience), famed drummer Cozy Powell (Jeff Beck, Rainbow, Whitesnake, Black Sabbath and Peter Green), Rory Gallagher, Gary Moore, Neil Murray (bass player with Whitesnake, Brian May), John Sinclair (keyboard player with Uriah Heep, Ozzy Osbourne) to name but a few. Gerry had two of his songs “I Wanna Hear You Shout” and “Cryin” included on Cozy Powell’s album “The Drums Are Back “ Other musicians on the CD were : Brian May (Guitars), Jon Lord (Keyboards), Billy Sheehan (Bass) John Sinclair (Keyboards), Neil Murray (Bass), among others. If you ever get the chance to go to Gran Canaria……..check out one of Gerry’s shows in the 19th Hole.

Lyrics

Dangerous Times

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
Looking back through the years
Bad news all around.
Faces lined by a thousand fears,
Lost dreams, never found.
Standing up for what you feel is right,
Before you reach the darker side.
Something moves in the dead of the night.
Trying to cross that great divide.

Chorus.
Try to hold on to what you've got,
These are dangerous times.
Never let it go, cause believe it or not,
These are dangerous times.

Verse 3
Living in, these restless times,
Not knowing who to trust,
Victims of these senseless crimes,
Eye's filled with disgust.
We've got to learn to live again,
Without fear in our hearts,
Reach out your hand and touch someone,
Bring him in from the dark.

Chorus.
Try to hold on to what you've got,
These are dangerous times.
Never let it go, cause believe it or not,
These are dangerous times.

Last Chorus.
Try to hold on to what you've got,
These are dangerous times.
Never let it go, cause believe it or not,
These are dangerous times.

Reach out your hand,
Touch someone.
These are dangerous times.

Livin' On The Line

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1.
I go down to the river,
And I watch it flow,
Catch a full moon rising,
See how it glows.
I listen to the breeze,
Tellin' me it's tales,
Talkin' bout the good times,
Riding on the rails.

Bridge 1.
Another place, and another time,
Searching for something,
To ease my mind.
Saying goodbye, to days of old,
Looking for a way,
To cleanse my soul.

Chorus.
Livin' on the line,
See the danger sign,
Livin' on the line,
Can I do the time.

Verse 2
Can you feel the wind,
When the storm blows
Feel the hard rain driving,
Cut's ya to the bone.
Lookin' for shelter,
When you're all alone,
Nothin' left to do, but
Bitch and moan.

Bridge 2.
A change of pace, an uphill climb,
A little bit of faith,
Can be so kind.
Time's a healer, so I've been told,
Lookin' for a way,
To take control,

Chorus.
Livin' on the line,
See the danger sign,
Livin' on the line,
Can I do the time.

Wasted Years

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
I've been sitting here alone,
Thinking about the things I've done.
I've been sitting here alone,
Just thinking about the things I've done.
And it makes me wonder why,
I feel my life has just begun.
Verse 2.
I spent those troubled years,
Trying to keep the blues away.
I spent those troubled years,
Just trying to keep those blues away.
Now I get down on my knees,
And thank the Lord for every day.
(Guitar solo 1)
Verse 3.
Wasted years, wasted years,
I've got you on the run.
Wasted years, wasted years,
I've got you on the run.
Everybody better know,
Ain't nobody going to spoil my fun.

Meloneras Blues

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
The sun sits low, out on the horizon.
The sound of the gulls, as the water splashes on the shore.
Sitting here alone, I can hear the evening call.
Down on the boulevard, ready for the night.
Bridge 1.
Some people say, you’ve gotta pay your dues,
I just call it those,
Chorus.
Meloneras Blues, Meloneras Blues.
Verse 2.
Out in the distance, you can see the ships go by.
Looking for the light, to guide them on their way,
The air feels warm, no way it’s going to rain tonight.
I can see the lighthouse, as the music starts to call.
Bridge 1.
Sometimes you win, sometime you lose
I just call it those,
Chorus.
Meloneras Blues, Meloneras Blues.
Verse 3.
Down in the hole, you can see some people there,
Listening to the music, and having a real good time.
Come the weekend, and you have to leave this paradise,
Go back home, hey….see ya sometime soon.
Bridge 1.
Some people say, you’ve gotta pay your dues,
I just call it those,
Chorus.
Meloneras Blues, Meloneras Blues.

Let It Go

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
Sitting here in the darkness,
And the rain begins to fall,
Remembering the good times,
Almost had it all.
How can I understand,
These feelings deep inside,
Looking for a reason,
For the pain That I Can't hide.

Bridge.
Holding on to, yesterday,
It's just a fools game.
Trying to keep those, blues away,
Can't wait another day,
Listen whay I say,

Chorus
Gotta let it go,
gotta let it go.

Verse 2.
Looking out of my window,
I see shadows on the wall,
Looking for an answer,
And trying to heed the call.
Living in a dream,
Couldn't read between the lines,
Standing on the outside,
I should have seen the signs.

Hip Grinding Blues

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
I’m just a poor man, I live a simple life.
I take it one day at the time.
Get down on my knees; fore I turn out the light,
And say, Lord….give me a little more time.
Out on the open road, cool wind in my hair,
I get a feeling in my body, I don’t get anywhere.
Looking for answers, but I ain’t got no clues,
So, hold on to me baby we’re gonna do some,

Chorus.
Hip Grinding Blues.
Hip Grinding Blues baby.

Verse 2.
I’m a blues lovin’ man, and she’s recklessly wild,
Out on the highway, she’s a wild eyed child.
Feel that motor running, kickin’ up some dust,
Livin’ for the freedom, ah…..can’t ya feel the lust.
Hold on tight, never let go,
Wind in your hair….out on the open road.
Feel the power, nothing left to lose,
Sit on my saddle baby, let’s do those…..

Chorus.
Hip Grinding Blues.
Hip Grinding Blues baby.

Verse 3.
Can you feel the fire, burning down below?
Kickin’ in your gut, never let it go
Riding through the night, wheels are running hot,
Come on baby, show me what you got.
Hanging loose and knockin’ back the Jack,
Rip it up Mama, ain’t no turning back.
I got the mojo, consider fore you choose,
Listen to me baby, come on, let’s do those,

A Man Without The Blues Is A Man Without Soul

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
Take a man, from the fields,
Put him in the city,
See how he feels.
It don't feel right, it don't feel wrong,
But, this ain't the place,
where he belongs.

Verse 2.
Take away his soul, and his right to choose ,
Take away his dignity,
And he'll cry the blues.
Cause the blues is a feeling,deep down inside,
Take it all away,
And you kill the pride.

Chorus.
Cause, A man without the blues,
Is a man, without soul.
Yes, A man without the blues,
Is a man without soul.

Bridge.
How would it feel if your heart had to choose,
Between knowing whats right, and about what you might lose.
Don't criticize the man till' you've walked in his shoes,
Cause you never know if you'll win or you'll lose

(Repeat Chorus)

Scat Verse.
Listen to the man, singing on the street,
Look at all the people, moving to the beat.
They got the feeling, but they don't know,
That, they got the blues, deep within their souls.

That’s Why It’s Called The Blues

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1.
Blame it on bad luck,
Blame it on shame.
Some say it's the hoodoo man,
It's all the same.
Cause when lightening strikes,
Ain't nothing you can do.
Just take it as it comes,
That's why it's called the blues.

Verse 2.
Sitting on the back porch,
Got Robert Johnson on the cans,
I got a fire in my soul,
I got my guitar in my hands.
Just about midnight,
And I'm, kickin' of them shoes.
Play it from the heart,
That's why it's called the blues.

Verse 3.
I heard a black dog howl.
I heard his Momma too.
My Daddy always told me,
Son, ya gotta pay your dues.
Cause if you gamble with the devil,
Ya know you going to lose.
Play it from your heart,
That's why it's called the blues.

Verse 4.
If you hear a black dog howl,
Best to leave well enough alone.
Just listen to your Daddy,
Don't give that dog a bone,
Day begins at midnight,
Ya gotta listen to your muse,
Yeah thats right,
Just, play it from the heart.
That's why it's called the blues.

I Wanna Make Love To Ya Baby

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1
Hold on baby, here comes the night.
Gonna make love to ya woman,
On the other side of midnight.
Never let it be said,
I didn’t love and treat you right.

Verse 2.
You came on to me baby,
Right from the get go.
Now listen up honey,
Cause there’s something you ought to know.
You treat me wrong……and,
I’m gonna walk right out that door.
And that’s for sure.

Verse 3.
Listen up woman,
that’s trouble knockin’ at your back door.
Don’t tell me baby,
Love don’t live here anymore.
Cause when I take you in my arm’s
I’m gonna love ya,
Like I’ve never loved before.

Chorus.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I’m gonna take ya in my arms,
And love ya…like you’ve never been loved before.

Chorus.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I wanna make love to ya woman.
I wanna make love to ya baby.
I’m gonna take ya in my arms,
And love ya…like you’ve never been loved before.

I've The Blues (for New York City)

Written By: Gerry Lane

Verse 1.
I could feel the heat, down in Sheepshead Bay,
Shirt stickin' to my back, in the........heat of the day.
Walkin' in the shadows, where the sun don't shine,
Hittin' on the truth, in this.......Bordeaux wine.
Verse 2.
Been lookin' at the people, down on Times Square,
Everybody rushin', nobody......gettin' anywhere,
It's the way of the city, just the way it is,
What's his ain't mine, and what's......mine is his,
Bridge 1.
I feel the sweat running down, the back of my neck.
I've walked those streets day and night, and I'll never forget,
Chorus.
I've cried the blues, in New York City,
I've cried the blues, for New York City.
Verse 3.
I've seen ground zero, what a crushing blow,
Where the fires of terror, burnt out....a long time ago.
But the fear remains, deep down inside,
And not a day goes by, that some........mother don't cry.
Verse 4.
Took a walk down Wall Street, tell ya what ya see,
A lot of angry people, full of.......animosity,
Trying to get their lives, off this uphill climb,
Living every day, one.....minute at a time
Bridge 1.
I feel the sweat running down, the back of my neck.
I've walked those streets day and night, and I'll never forget,
Chorus 2.
I've cried the blues, in New York City,
I've cried the blues, for New York City.
(Guitar Solo.)
Bridge 1.
I feel the sweat running down, the back of my neck.
I've walked those streets day and night, and I'll never forget,
Chorus.
I've cried the blues, in New York City,
I've cried the blues, for New York City.

Chorus 3.
I've cried the blues, in New York City,
I've cried the blues, for New York City.

Discography

Live Cutz EP with Driveshaft.
The Drums Are Back (with Cozy Powell )
Meloneras Blues (The Album) Release Dec 5th 2008
Hip Grinding Blues & Livin' On The Line airplay on WLSO.FM internet radio.
Krushradio.com
imradio.com

Set List

Original Songs:
1. Meloneras Blues.
2. Wasted Years.
3. Let It Go.
4. Hip Grinding Blues.
5. Dangerous Times.
6. Livin’ On The Line.
7. A Man Without The Blues
Is A Man Without Soul.
8. Thats Why It’s Called The Blues.
9. I Wanna’ Make Love To Ya Baby.
10. Deep Water Blues.
11. Para Ti.

Cover Songs:

Unchain My Heart.
Hoochie Coochie Man.
Hold On I'm Coming.
You Are So Beautiful.
Leave Your Hat On.
Steamy Windows.
Further On Up The Road.
Alright Now.
Proud Mary.
The Voice.