Chad Mason

Chad Mason

 Nashville, Tennessee, USA
SoloAmericanaBlues Rock

After an extended run as the guitarist for Melbourne's infamous Wagons and a move to Nashville, Chad Mason returns with a songbook full of new and old melodies.

Band Members

  • Chad Mason Guitarist, Vocalist

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Lyrics

Baby Come Back

Written By: Chad Mason

Back in Tennessee I left a girl who couldn't see
She'd pick me up & tear me down
I couldn't keep free
The moonlight had her number
It was tattooed on her cheek
The trailer rust, the games of lust
And all the trouble she'd seek

He said come back
Baby come back 
Baby come back to me

Billy was a preacher he had it all figured out
Working late to compensate
Lucy was filling up with doubt
But Lucy had it coming 
She sold it all before he knew
Doing some time in the county line
It'll help you get through

She said come back
Baby come back 
Baby come back to me

It took a visit to the doctor
He took a pill to be sure
He left her there in her underwear
She was wanting more

Wish You Weren't Gone

Written By: Chad Mason

I could have been wrong
But I've seen it all before
In hotels & criminal cells
In the hearts of whores
By the look in your eye
You were moving to fast
Like a shot running through the vein
Straight to the heart

In the quiet pale moonlight
I see the lines, the rain on the street
I feel the lies, the pain, the defeat
But I'm still thinking of you

I'm driving away
With a gun in my hand
The cold settles on the dash
I'm frozen to the bone
I remember your lies
As I follow the road
I crashed with the devil in the night
He's taking me home

In the quiet pale moonlight
I see the lines, the rain on the street
I feel the lies, the pain, the defeat
And I'm still thinking of you
I wish you weren't gone

American Lies

Written By: Chad Mason

Hold tight in my arms tonight
I wont let you lie on your own
I can't bare the thought of living this life
With American Lies

We drove all night headed up north
Pistol & arrow in hand
The battle is fierce & the whiskey is dry
The end is close at hand

Hold tight in my arms tonight
I wont let you lie on your own
I can't bare the thought of living this life
With American lies

Your mother is taking her stand
Your father regrets what he did to upset
Her American lies