Pleasant Bud

Pleasant Bud

 Pleasantville, New York, USA
BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

Easy going rock, with a bit of blues, country and perhaps some of Nelson Riddle's orchestra for good measure. Mostly originals with covers that I like to play.

Biography

 Random observations
Jersey City.
Studied guitar with Emil DeCosmo, a master of the jazz saxophone.
Played my first bar at the age of 14. Things were different. You could get away with it.
The local wiseguys thought it was cute to give the kids beer. We thought it very glamorous.
I've been writing songs and playing longer than I care to say, something more than half a century.
Bands, solo, duo, trio. Club dates, recording sessions, college shows, dances, wherever.
In all that time I've played for folks from coast to coast, even once in a Dublin pub and always been well received.
Once played a show in Santa Barbara where I was paid with a bag of peanuts. REALLY!
Did tech work for all the big stars through the 1980's where I discovered the weekly paycheck. Every style of music was represented.
Mom says she never liked my voice but once in a while I sound OK.
I've been told "You don't play with great facility but at least you ARE very musical".
These are the encouraging words that stand out in my mind.

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Lyrics

Train Of Love

Written By: M Coughlin

How many brothers would be sharing your room how many sisters could teach you their gentle ways
A different choice would mean you hadn’t been born and I would miss you every day
I made decisions that were selfish at best and I tell you just to get it off my chest
Would you forgive me if I felt some remorse well I do but I’ve got to keep living with myself and I say…

The sadness grows ‘til you let it go and jump aboard the train of love
Your anger shows can’t you let it go and join me on the train of love

I left your mama ‘cause I knew it was best but I never left you I just live in a different place
We have our weekends and vacations in June twice a week we share a dinner for two

Your anger shows can’t you let it go and join me on the train of love
The sorrow grows ‘til you let it show and see me on the train of love

I’d never trade you son for anything else the day you were born was the first day of my life too
I’ve staggered, stumbled, fallen down by the road but I learned some things and this one I know to be true

Standing on the platform with your ticket in your pocket you can hear the whistle blow
Standing at the station on the platform with your ticket you can hear the whistle blow
Standing on the platform with your ticket at the station you can hear the whistle blow

And in the darkness of the night coming closer see the light it’s the train of love
And in the distance see the light coming closer getting brighter it’s the train of love

Help Me Write

Written By: Pleasant Bud

A. Help me write this song about you
Help me write this song about you
Maybe it’s a happy song maybe it’s a sad one too
Help me with the melody to make it one you’d like to sing
Help me write these words about you how you’re such a friend to me

1. A year or so beyond the night that we first met
The day that I could leave you passed me by
I didn’t know, I could not know my path through life was set
Then I found out I know it shows I could never let you go

2. We have our hard times then we come on back again
You make me shout I make you cry
All the while I know you’ll always be my friend
No matter what I can’t believe that you would ever make me leave

B. Help me write this song about you
How I’d never be without you
Help me write a song so sweet that you would want to lie with me
Help me write a melody that you would want to sing with me
Help me write some words that say the best in life is
just a breath away

Gas Station Roses

Written By: Pleasant Bud

I see that you’ve gone out again
Spending time with your new friend
Guess I got the dog to keep me warm
She sure keeps you busy I don’t
Even know her name
Well I’m startin’ to believe I’m disinformed

The movie changes twice a week
You go most every night
The picture show must make you feel all right
The way that you’ve been dressing and The way you fix your hair
The smell of your cologne still in the air

Chorus
But don’t you worry ‘bout me
Don’t you bother your sweet heart
I’ll be home before it gets too light
Got some gas station roses and a bottle of Jack
I’ll find someone to love me tonight

Your friend gets sick you stay so late I Wonder she’s alive
It’s nice you care she’s lying all alone
I miss your gentle arms around me
Kisses in the night
Now the dog’s the only one that sits alone

Chorus
But don’t you worry ‘bout me
Don’t you bother your sweet heart
I’ll be home before it gets too light
Got some gas station roses and a bottle of Jack
I’ll find someone to love me tonight
Got some gas station roses and a bottle of Jack
I’ll find myself someone to love me

Waterline

Written By: Pleasant Bud

I got a darlin’ gal, sweet as a pea
We got a love thing going, she’s stickin’ with me
Runnin’ in place
Try to keep our heads above the waterline
We work real hard & pay the rent
Try to save but the save gets spent Runnin’ in place
Try to keep our heads above the waterline

Mr. Politician won’t you help me out
I don’t need no guvmint bailout
Mr. politician won’t you leave a little piece for me

I’m a working slob with a little job
With a wife & a kid & a kid & a dog Runnin’ in place
Try to keep my head above the waterline
I rent a little bungalow down across the tracks,
Like to own a house and get my tax money back but I’m Runnin’ in place
Try to keep my head above the waterline

Mr. politician won’t you give me a break
I won’t steal no more than you take
Mr. politician won’t you leave a little piece for me

It’s so hard to make ends meet

I don’t know what I’d do if it wasn’t for stealing

And

Written By: M. Coughlin

And I wish you all the best of things, the life you want a car to drive you home
And I’d like to take the time to say the things we do together turn me on

Do do do do do do do do do do
And you always will deserve the very best of me

And I’ll love you in the morning and I’ll love you more than you’ve been loved before
And I’ll always kiss you face goodnight, I’ll rub your feet…I’ll touch you gently there
And a mile or two I’d run to you, a fight or two take on for you, too
And I’d rather die in Omaha than see you hurt another time too soon

And I love your breath at morning time, I love the way you open up your eyes
And I’ll love you cause you’re beautiful and I’ll love you when your hair has gone to gray

Do do do do do do do do do do
And you always will deserve the very best of me
Do do do do do do do do do do
And you always will bring out the very best in me
Do do do do do

June Waltz

Written By: Jody Stokhamer

June Waltz
© Jody Stokhamer

There's a sweet graceful lily in bloom
Nodding in the breeze
Weaving and swaying and I can't believe
That once I was here missing you dear
Counting the days
It's all over now ~ all over now
Stay baby stay (5)

I imagined you were lonely I imagined you were blue
And we couldn't find our way back
In my dreams we never do
Now I'm spinning and I'm twirling could it be that its true
Here we are babe ~ here we are babe
in the love we once knew (1)

Pause and breathe
Pause and breathe
Pause and breathe

Instrumental Verse

See the moon waltz across a June sky
Burning so bright, risen so high
Twenty four moons turning days into months into years
Tears fill my eyes…fill my eyes
Now you are near

It's the present in the moment Not the wrapping or the bow
It's the time spent together Never what we have to show
Could it be that you were willing
Could it be, well - I'll never know
And I'm dancing and I'm dancing
Sailing over the floor

Reprise:
Once I was here missing you dear, counting the days
Now I'm turning around dancing
Nothing left here to say

Once I was here missing you dear, counting the days
Now I'm turning around dancing
Nothing left here to say

Could it be that you were willing
Could it be, well - I'll never know
And I'm dancing and I'm dancing
Sailing over the floor

Could it be that you were willing
Could it be, well - I'll never know
And I'm dancing and I'm dancing
Sailing over the floor

The Christmas Party

Written By: Pleasant Bud Coughlin

In early December I’d gotten the word
A party in honor of the Great Savior’s birth
With roast meat and sweet treats and music and dance
I thought I would take me a chance
He thought he would take him a chance

The day of the party and all I did think
Was music and dancing and dining and drink
I brushed up my whiskers and practiced my grin
Poured me two fingers of gin
He poured him some whiskey with gin

I shook with my hand and I winked with my eye
Presented my host with five apples in pie
I walked to the table it wasn’t too far
But I’d left my teeth home in the jar
He left his teeth home in the jar

I followed the music and saw such a girl
With blonde hair in ringlets and dark hair in curls
I asked her to dance as we stepped through the door
But her wood leg fell off on the floor
Her wood leg fell off on the floor

The music went quiet the people did stare
A one legged blonde with the curly dark hair
The bandleader coughed and he started to talk
He said, “Take her outside for a walk”
He said, “Take her outside for a walk”

It’s a party a Christmas party
Who could ask any more?
Who could ask any more?

I picked up her leg and we went to my car
She started to cuss and lit up a cigar
She lifted her skirt to show off her tattoo
It said, “Merry Christmas to you”
It said, “Merry Christmas to you”
It said, “Merry Christmaaaaaaaaas”

Just Another Baby (From the Slums)

Written By: Pleasant Bud Coughlin

Hey what’s that light in the sky (It’s a star)
Why it shine down on that barn with the baby in the hay like a lamb for the sacrifice
And who those three kneeling down like he’s some kind of royalty like Moses, Elijah the next great messiah (He’s a king)

So what’s this talk about incense and gold, shepherds and angels, choirs and horns on the hill in the dark of the night so cold
And what can you say about the father, the mother so young, so small like a child, no hope for a family like that barely grown

He’s just another baby from the slums
He’s just another baby from the slums
He’s just another baby from the slums
He’s just another baby from the slums
(And a king would not be born in a place like this)

He’ll do great things, save the world; bring us all some hope
(He won’t live past thirty)
Heal the sick the blind will see, he’ll walk on water raise the dead

Discography

2004 - Me, My Computer & My Brother's Guitar
2006 - I Think It's A Duck!
2006 - A Very Koggling Christmas
2009 - Just Another Songwriter

Set List

Set 1
1. Waterline
2. All Time 4 U
3. Lipstick
4. Mister Blue
5. Missing me
6. Wake Up Little Susie
7. Ripple (D)
8. Please Don't Tell Me
9. Morning Eyes
10. June Waltz
11. Blazing Trails
12. Carickfergus
13. Raglan Road
14. (In The) Midnite Hour
15. I'm Into Something Good
Set 2
1. Jill's Tune
2. Crazy Love
3. Love Travels
4. Fall To Pieces
5. Miranda
6. Gas Station
7. Ring of Fire
8. Heat Wave
9. Come To My Window
10. Satisfaction
Set 3
1. Sinner
2. 455 Rocket
3. 18 Wheels
4. Beautiful
5. And
6. So Long Ago
7. Hallelujah (D if I sing)
8. Tennessee Waltz
9. Mary Louise
10. It's Too Late
11. Stand By Me