John Walsh

John Walsh

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Redemption

Written By: John Walsh

We talk about forever
A life we’ll live together
But you know it won’t last
While you’re a prisoner of your past

You’re here but you don’t hear me
You look but you don’t see me

I need the whole of you
The mind, body & soul of you
The truth will set you free
Redemption will bring you back to me

Yes, what you did was wrong
Deny you’d had a son
That boy grew up without a dad
Not the life he wished he’d had

You hold but you don’t feel me
You love but you don’t need me

I need the whole of you
The mind, body & soul of you
The truth will set you free
Redemption will bring you back to me

You’ve faced him now
You’ve cleared the air
You’ve done what’s right
You’ve done what’s fair
I take your hand
The touch is real
Your son, our lives
Begin to heal

The truth has set you free
Redemption has brought you back to me

Redemption has brought you back to me.

Going Nowhere

Written By: John Walsh

My town is pretty tiny
It’s barely on the map
It’s got a pub and post code
Not much more than that

All my friends have moved away
Fast tracked lives at twice the pay

They say I’m going nowhere
And in a way I agree
I’m going nowhere
‘Coz this is home to me

All the roads lead out of town
Nobody’s moving in
Even the Catholic Church shut down
There’s no one left to sin

The RV park was downgraded
Lost a star, too outdated.
The football team plays one short
That and fighting the only sports.

My friends are calling everyday
See the light, move away

They say I’m going nowhere
And in a way I agree
I’m going nowhere
‘Coz this is home to me

It’s not as small as it seems
Big enough for all my dreams
I was born to live this life
Plan to die a farmer’s wife

They say I’m going nowhere
And in a way I agree
I’m going nowhere
‘Coz this is home to me

I’m going nowhere
‘Coz this is home to me

The Comfort of Strangers

Written By: John Walsh

They can touch your heart, ease your mind
They can soothe your soul, kill some time
They’re not family, they’re not friends
See them once, never see them again

They don’t care who you are
Don’t care where you’ve been
The comfort of strangers is a beautiful thing

The offer of change, when you don’t have a cent
Have a nice day, when it’s really well meant
A heart to heart in a lonely bar
A smile in traffic from a passing car

They’re not family and they’re not friends
See them once, never see them again
The comfort of strangers is a beautiful thing

How does it happen, that people we meet
Only known for a second
Can impact our lives
Like we can’t imagine

They enter your life, leave without warning
Spend the night, gone in the morning
No phone number, no forwarding address
No complications, no awkwardness

Out of the blue they appear like a saviour
There’s something special about the comfort of strangers

See them once, never see them again
The comfort of strangers is a beautiful thing

The Day The Rain Came

Written By: John Walsh


I’ll never forget the last big wet
For most folks relief, for me regret
Life as I knew it, gone in a day
The rain brought hope, then washed it away

The day the rain came
Was the end of the drought
The day the rain came
Was the day you walked out

I try and remember what you said
Picture your face, imagine your dress
But all I hear is the sound of the rain
Drowning the memories and leaving the pain

The day the rain came
Was the end of the drought
The day the rain came
Was the day you walked out

It hadn’t rained since we’d been together
Year after year of relentless weather
It’s a hard and uncertain life
Too hard for you to stay my wife

Sometimes when I’m working
I look in the distance
Remember our life
Remember the difference
I watch the clouds that took you away
Praying they’ll bring you back some day

The day the rain came
Was the end of the drought
The day the rain came
Was the day you walked out

The day the rain came
The day the rain came

Boyfriend Jail

Written By: John Walsh

The good book says
To sin is human, to forgive divine
But I’d have to be a saint
To take you back this time

You’ve cheated me repeatedly
Behind my back, deceiving me
So now it’s time to take a stand
In a way you’ll understand.

Breaking up’s too good for you
I hope you can make bail
You’re going where bad boyfriends go
Welcome to Boyfriend Jail

Boyfriend jail’s no prison farm
The cells and bars are real
Won’t do any good to plea bargain
Don’t try and cut a deal

One day you might get parole
I won’t throw away the key
But you’ll have to do some hard time
Before you’re back with me

C’mon girls admit it
Boyfriend Jail’s a great idea
Imagine him for two weeks
No blondes and no beer

Breaking up’s too good for you
I hope you can make bail
You’re going where bad boyfriends go
Welcome to Boyfriend Jail

The Difference

Written By: John Walsh

One man’s dream can change the world
Like Martin Luther King
Many isn’t always best
Or armies would always win
The power of one can do that
Give you all the strength you need
Take your life and change it
Allow you to believe

You are the difference in my life
You take the wrong and make it right
You take the dark and make it light
You are The Difference

One small step for man
Brought the moon within our reach
A single grain of sand
Can start an endless beach
It just takes one person
To be all that you can be
I know that to be true
You made the best of me

You are the difference in my life
You take the wrong and make it right
You take the dark and make it light
You are The Difference

Bridge
Six billion people living in the world
It’s a crazy play this boy meets girl
Like a Hail Mary pass in a championship game
One special person can light the flame

You are the difference in my life
You take the pain and make it heal
You take dreams and make them real
You are the difference in my life
You are The Difference

Nashville, Where's My Song?

Written By: John Walsh

People tweet and Facebook me
With new ideas for songs
Would I write about their daddy
Or their girlfriend’s sister’s mom.

But one day up in Illinois
A guy stopped me on the street
Button down shirt, white sox cap
Hush Puppies on his feet

He said I don’t shoot whisky in a honky tonk bar
I don’t own a pick-up. I drive a hybrid car
Don’t have a Mamma. I call my mother Mom
I live in a condo, not down on the farm

But I love country music, anyway I can get it
Radio, CD, MP3, even got Dolly Parton Live on DVD
So what’ve I done wrong?!
Nashville, where’s my song !

He said I don’t hunt or fish or cuss or fight
Don’t get drunk, stay out all night
Not working’ 9-5, not workin’ for the man
Got a small store and a delivery van

But I love country music, anyway I can get it
Radio, CD, MP3, even got Dolly Parton Live on DVD
So what’ve I done wrong?!
Nashville, where’s my song!

He said I don’t wear boots.
They don’t go with my suit.
But I sing Willie in the shower, got Carrie in the car.
Had a crush on Shania but never went too far

Visited the Gran Ole Opry on a guided tour
Bought up big in the merchandise store
Even got a Tim McGraw poster for the bathroom door

I love country music, anyway I can get it
Radio, CD, MP3, even got Dolly Parton Live on DVD
So what’ve I done wrong?!
Nashville, where’s my song!?

What’ve I done wrong?!
Nashville, where’s my song!?

Saints & Sinners

Written By: John Walsh

In my home town for a single male
Got two choices: church or jail
So, all the boys I seem to meet
Half too shady, half too neat

Praise the Lord or do the time
Too much of either seems a crime

Saints & sinners leave me cold
One’s too precious, one’s too bold
Just want a guy who treats me right
Don’t want a devil, don’t need a knight

Take Jesus as your saviour
Or blame society for your failure
Can’t we meet somewhere in the middle?
I’ll give a lot, if you give a little

Praise the Lord or do the time
Born again or lose their prime

Saints & sinners leave me cold
One’s too precious, one’s too bold
Just want a guy who treats me right
Don’t want a devil, don’t need a knight

Take one path or the other
Angry judge or happy mother
All starts ‘cause there’s nothing to do
End up in juvie or a Baptist pew.

Saints & sinners leave me cold
One’s too precious, one’s too bold
Just want a guy who treats me right
Don’t want a devil, don’t need a knight

You Can't Go Home

Written By: John Walsh

You can’t go home or so they say
You can’t go home, time has blurred the way
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

Sons and brothers in a far off land
Dying for others in foreign sand
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

Worried fathers with bills to pay
Looking for jobs. Sorry none today.
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

You can’t go home or so they say
You can’t go home time has blurred the way
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

Troubled children who have lost their way
Running from life, while mothers pray
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

Home is always with you
In spirit or in mind
Let yourself go back there
To a safe and simple time

You can’t go home or so they say
You can’t go home time has blurred the way
Don’t listen, when you hear them say
You can’t go home, ‘cause you’re home today

You’re home today.

Full Moons Always Make Me Cry

Written By: John Walsh

Her daddy died when she was five
She cried into the night
Her mother tried to ease her pain
As the bedroom filled with light

You see that moon
So full, so bright
That’s your daddy’s smile
His kiss good night

So through childhood fears
And teenage years
That moon would light her way

Sometimes her eyes would fill with tears
And people asked her why
It’s just the way it is she’d sigh

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

Her 21st. Right on cue
The moon emerged through velvet blue
The party finished but before she slept
Sat in the yard and quietly wept

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

The lunar phase, its monthly motion
Brought her joy and mixed emotions

Wedding day, six years later
Married Mike, her childhood neighbour
A picture in white walking down the aisle
One thing missing her daddy’s smile

Back at the reception
She’s waiting for the moon
But the clouds move in far too soon

The sky stares back
A dark inky night
No break in the weather
No sign of that light

Jumps in the car, it’s what she has to do
Races out of town for a better view
20 miles later, the sky finally parts
Revealing the moon and mending her heart

Now if you ask her, you’ll already know why

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

Faith in Me

Written By: John Walsh

I haven’t been the best of men
Cheat ‘n’ lied with the best of them
Never shot a man just to watch him die
But it crossed my mind a coupla times

Did hard time at seventeen
Long dark road from where I’ve been
Finally now I’m back on track
For that, honey, I’ve got you to thank

I’m so saint
I’m no angel
But Lord I am grateful
That I’m the best I can be
Coz of your faith in me

Lived eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
Raised some hell, wasted my youth.
Then one fine day, you came into my life
Crazy woman, you became my wife.

I’m so saint
I’m no angel
But Lord I am grateful
That I’m the best I can be
Coz of your faith in me

(Bridge)
Sometimes I think about how things were
The trouble I caused, the people I hurt
But I look in the mirror
And in the reflection I see
That man that emerged
From you loving me

I’m so saint
I’m no angel
But Lord I am grateful
That I’m the best I can be
Coz of your faith in me

Full Moons Always Make Me Cry

Written By: John Walsh

Her daddy died when she was five
She cried into the night
Her mother tried to ease her pain
As the bedroom filled with light

You see that moon
So full, so bright
That’s your daddy’s smile
His kiss good night

So through childhood fears
And teenage years
That moon would light her way

Sometimes her eyes would fill with tears
And people asked her why
It’s just the way it is she’d sigh

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

Her 21st. Right on cue
The moon emerged through velvet blue
The party finished but before she slept
Sat in the yard and quietly wept

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

The lunar phase, its monthly motion
Brought her joy and mixed emotions

Wedding day, six years later
Married Mike, her childhood neighbour
A picture in white walking down the aisle
One thing missing her daddy’s smile

Back at the reception
She’s waiting for the moon
But the clouds move in far too soon

The sky stares back
A dark inky night
No break in the weather
No sign of that light

Jumps in the car, it’s what she has to do
Races out of town for a better view
20 miles later, the sky finally parts
Revealing the moon and mending her heart

Now if you ask her, you’ll already know why

Full moons always make me cry
Full moons always make me cry

Next of Kin

Written By: John Walsh

As the world gets crazier
It’s hard to know who to trust
Is this guy in it for himself
Or is he doing it for us?

Gotta be someone who stand up and fight for you
Gotta be someone who’ll lay down and die for you

It might be your daddy, might be your son
Might be your grandpa, might be your mom
Who can you count on through thick and thin
Who’s got your back, it’s your next of kin

When your luck starts running out
And the debts start rolling in
When your faced with the choice
Pray to God or turn to sin

Gotta be someone who stand up and fight for you
Gotta be someone who’ll lay down and die for you

It might be your daddy, might be your son
Might be your grandpa, might be your mom
Who can you count on through thick and thin
Who’s got your back, it’s your next of kin

Bridge
Friends are great to hang out with day-to-day
But there’s an unwritten code in shared DNA

It might be your daddy, might be your son
Might be your grandpa, might be your mom
Who can you count on through thick and thin
Who’s got your back, it’s your next of kin

Who’s got your back, it’s your next of kin

The Comfort of a Stranger

Written By: Lyrics John Walsh, Music Mike Carr

They can touch your heart, ease your mind
They can soothe your soul, help you kill some time
They’re not family, they’re not friends
See them once, never see them again

They can offer you change, when you don’t have a cent
Say have a nice day…and it’s really meant
A heart to heart in a lonely bar
A smile in traffic from a passing car

They don’t care who you are
Or where you’ve been

But they can touch your heart, ease your mind
They can soothe your soul, help you kill some time
They’re not family, they’re not friends
But the comfort of a stranger is such a beautiful thing

They enter your life, leave without warning
Spend the night, gone in the morning
No phone number, no forwarding address
No complications, no awkwardness

They enter your life, leave without warning
Some spend the night, gone in the morning
No phone number, no forwarding address
No complications, no awkwardness

How does it happen, that people we meet
Only known for a second
But change life like
You can’t imagine it to be.

But they can touch your heart, ease your mind
They can soothe your soul, help you kill some time
They’re not family, they’re not friends
But the comfort of a stranger is such a beautiful thing