Scott Jeffrey

Scott Jeffrey

 Ames, Iowa, USA
BandChristianAmericana

My songs are influenced by some of music's best wordsmiths. Singer songwriters like Harry Chapin, Skip Ewing & Don Mclean have shaped my style. My songs talk about life, love and family and finding strength through our Lord Jesus Christ. All my songs are intended to glorify our Lord Jesus Christ

Biography

I was influenced early on by singer songwriters like Harry Chapin, Jim Croce, Don Mclean, and Cat Stevens. I'm not blessed with an American Idol voice. I rely on emotion and well crafted lyrics to sell my songs.

I shy away from top 40 kind of tunes and instead concentrate on telling stories that people can relate to. If nothing else my songs are real. They're about real people and real life. Much of my life has been one self inflicted train wreck after another and it wasn't until the death of my kid brother and the tireless love of my wife Jenny and the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ that I was finally able to rise above my transgressions and truly become a new man. Now days, almost every song I write is intended to glorify The Lord. If in the end only one person has been led to Jesus through my songs then it all will have been worthwhile.

Lyrics

Too Far Gone

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Too Far Gone

It seems like I’m bleeding from my heart again
It seems I ought to be too numb to feel.
But your words cut like razorblades across my skin
It seems you won’t allow old wounds to heal.

It seems like I’m paying for your sins again.
It seems as though your gain is still my loss.
It seems I’ve been a martyr now for way too long
And someday I’ll find my way down off this cross.

But now I’m too far gone
Too torn apart
Too old and tired
To resurrect this decimated heart.
But if I ever live to see
The stone rolled away in front of me
I’ll quietly escape into the dawn
But I’m too far gone.

It seems like you revel in my broken heart
And it seems as though the pieces make you whole.
And your lies driven deep are like metal hitting bone
It seems you want to crucify my soul.

It seems as if I’m buried deep beneath this stone
It seems like I might break if I can’t bend.
My spirit’s broken and entombed in the silence of this room
But I know someday I’m bound to rise again.
Yeah I know someday that I will rise again.

But now I’m too far gone.
Too torn apart
Too old and tired
To resurrect this decimated heart.
Someday I hope to live to see
The stone rolled away in front of me
And I’ll quietly escape into the dawn…
But I’m too far gone.

It seems like I’m paying for your sins again.
It seems like your gain is still my loss.
It seems I’ve been a martyr for way too long
And someday I’ll find my way down off this cross.

Repeat Chorus

Headed Home

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Headed Home

Three letters flicker neon
On a burned out diner sign
And the parking lot is empty
Except for big rigs in a line

There’s some old men at the counter
Who’d come in from the rain
Passing time by nursing coffee
Until they can hit the road again...

And there’s a waitress pouring coffee
She looks an awful lot like you.
Except your eyes are soft and round
And chestnut brown...hers are china blue.
She said “Hun pass your cup and I’ll warm you up
If you want me to.”
We shared a smile and we talked awhile
Then I headed home to you.

Headed Home
To the place where I belong
Headed Home
On a road that’s been too long.
I lost my dreams along the way
But one dream has come true.
I’ve got Nashville in my rearview mirror
And I’m headed home to you.

I played my old guitar in corner bars
Just to get my music heard
Where lonely lost and desperate souls
Hung on every word.
They put money in my tip jar
And they passed the hat around.
They said “son you might just make it big
If you can get the Nashville sound

BRIDGE
I got to get out of these old blue jeans
I’m under paid and under fed
I got to get out of this motel room
I got to sleep in my own bed.
I got to get out of this rut I’m in
I’ve got to climb out of this hole.
I got to get on out of Nashville
While I’ve still got my soul

I got some money in my pocket
And a pick up full of gas
Heading home without a compass
Just your picture on the dash.
For every dollar that I earned here
It always seemed like I spent two.
I’m going to drink this cup...then settle up
And I’ll be headed home to you.

Headed Home
To the place where I belong
Headed Home
On a road that’s been too long.
I lost my dreams along the way
But one dream has come true.
I’ve got Nashville in my rearview mirror
And I’m headed home to you.

REPEAT CHORUS

A Lifetime to Go

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

It seems like forever since we signed the papers.
They gave you back your freedom and your name.
Since then I’ve been making reparations
Seems I got half our things but all the blame.

I’ve seen love and hate live in the same house
And I’ve learned the line between is paper thin
And two people fell from love once they crossed it
And got hurt so bad they never fell back in.

Now I’m ringing in the New Year with this old guitar
Watching moonlit skies fill up with falling snow
And alone without you here
I made it through this year
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.

On Valentines Day I drove by our old place
I thought that I might catch you there at home
But I just left them roses on your door step
I saw his car outside and knew you weren’t alone

I spent our anniversary at the old cafe
On some stool like a man down on his luck
In July I watched fireworks light the horizon
From that back road where we parked in my old truck

Now I’m ringing in the New Year with this old guitar
Watching moonlit skies fill up with falling snow
And alone without you here
Somehow I made it through this year
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.

So the kids spent Thanksgiving Day at your house
And they spent most of their Christmas Eve with me
And they laughed when I held them up by their pajamas
So they could touch the Christmas angel on the tree.

My friends say I should put this all behind me
And tonight we should paint this whole town red
But I knew my heart just wasn’t ready
So I stayed home and watched TV instead

And now I’m ringing in the New Year with this old guitar
Watching moonlit skies fill up with falling snow
And alone without you here
Somehow I made it through this year
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.
That’s one down…and a lifetime to go.

I'll Never Heal (inspired by Sept 11th)

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

I’ll Never Heal
By Scott Jeffrey
sandjjeffrey@mchsi.com
Copyright 2005

This used to be my favorite time of year
Before leaves fell to the ground
September Sun burned crisp and clear
And hilltops shined in crimson brown.
And we’d take walks beneath the pines
Sparkling bright with morning frost
Never dreaming then that I’d
Be holding on to things I’ve lost.

Now the world just turns around me
It’s been years since you’ve been gone
And my friends still offer comfort
They say it’s time I’m moving on.
But my heart’s forever broken
Or at least that’s how I feel
And missing you the way I do…
I’m afraid I’ll never heal.

I visit the places we once knew
But they just don’t seem the same.
And all your pictures faded blue
Forever silent in their frame...

While the world still turns around me
It’s been years since you’ve been gone
And my friends still offer comfort
They say it’s time I’m moving on.
But my heart’s forever broken
Or at least that’s how I feel
And missing you the way I do…
I’m afraid I’ll never heal

Bridge (climactic)

I’ve been asking God for answers
Since my world came crashing down
When everything I ever loved
Got laid into the ground

{Softly}

And now the world just turns around me
Though it’s been years since you’ve been gone
My friends still offer comfort
They say it’s time I’m moving on.
But my life’s forever broken
Or at least that’s how I feel
And missing you the way I do…
I’m afraid I’ll never heal

And loving you the way I do…
I’m afraid I’ll never heal.

A Long Way From Home

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

A Long Way from Home
By Scott Jeffrey
Copyright 2003

There’s a thousand miles stretched out behind me.
There’s a thousand more till San Antoine.
I got your letter in my pocket to remind me
That you’ll be gone by the time that I get home.

I’m a long way from home
Out here on my own
On a long and lonesome highway
Feeling lost and all alone
Sittin’ here on this Greyhound bus
I can’t get my mind off us
And these small towns just remind me
I’m a long long way from home.

I watched my dreams fade to gray in Nashville
Playing empty clubs and nameless bars.
Went flat broke near Golden Colorado
Spent a few cold nights just sleepin’ neath the stars.

REPEAT CHORUS

(BRIDGE)

I know you’ve never understood this thing inside me.
That could drive a man to risk most anything.
But it’s not hard to understand the light that guides me.
It’s just anyone who wants to hear me sing.

Wrote a song ‘bout you from words I’d left unspoken
Pawned my guitar so I could buy the fare
I’m coming home to fix the things I’ve broken
I guess there’s just some things that words cannot repair

I’m a long way from home
Out here on my own
On a long and lonesome highway
Feeling lost and all alone
Sitting here on this greyhound bus
Can’t get my mind off us
All these small towns just remind me
I’m a long long way from home.

REPEAT CHORUS

It Wasn't Love

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

There were no promises to make
There were no words left to be spoken.
And there were no vows for him to break
One by one they’d all been broken.

So it came down to holding on
Or it came down to letting go.
She said, “Love it may be blind
But I see well enough to know.”

It wasn’t love.
It wasn’t love that we had.
It wasn’t love
That left me feeling this sad.
And it wasn’t love
Out running around.
I don’t know what it was
But I left him because
It wasn’t love.

She broke down and softly cried.
Taking portraits off the wall.
Twenty years and what remained
Was packed in boxes in the hall.

At night she dreams she’ll love again
And it scares her half to death
She gave so much to him
She’s afraid there’s nothing left.

Bridge
Only love will heal her heart
And only love will wash it clean
It wasn’t love or hate he gave her
It was something in between.

But it wasn’t love.
It wasn’t love that they had.
It wasn’t love
That left her feeling this sad.
It wasn’t love out running around
She didn’t know it was
But it’s over because
It wasn’t love.

The Simple Truth

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Written In Loving Memory of my Brother Don who left us much too soon.

The Simple Truth
By Scott Jeffrey

Did you know that I loved you
Did I tell you enough
Do you regret the decision you made?
All alone in the dark
The last beat of your heart
I wonder were you ever afraid?
I pray you were never afraid.

Did you listen to voices
That were telling you lies
Or did the angels whisper into your ear?
Saying you’re not alone
God’s calling you home
But didn’t you know that we needed you here?
Lord knows that we needed you here.

But my simple questions don’t matter at all
And the answers won’t stop the pain
The simple truth is you’re gone
And life carries on
Until the day that I see you again
I know that we’ll see you again

Did the weight of the world
Bear down on your soul
Did your sorrow cut deep to the bone?
And when you left us that night
Did you walk to the light
Or did Jesus come carry you home?
Please Jesus come carry him home.

But my simple questions don’t matter at all
And the answers won’t stop the pain
The simple truth is you’re gone
And life carries on
Until the day that I see you again
I know that we’ll see you again.

Walk Toward The Son

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

I was looking for a little light
In a world dark with despair
Seeking shelter in the shadows
But found no comfort there
Perfume tempts the lonely
And neon lures the blind
I was looking for the answers
Where there were none to find.

Because there’s only one truth one life
One light to guide you on
There’s only one path one road
Only one direction home
There’s only one way one hope
When there’s nowhere left to run
Turn your back on the world...
And walk toward The Son.

{Bridge}
As it was in the beginning
A world without end
It’s His sacrifice that gives us life
When we give it back again…

In a halo spun from thorns
The Prince of Peace was crowned
And beneath a crimson cross
They knelt on Holy ground
For three days their faith was broken
Soon all doubt was cast aside
As he rose into the heavens
With His arms held open wide

He said there’s only one truth one life
One light to guide you on
There’s only one path one road
Only one direction home
There’s only one way one hope
So if there’s nowhere left to run
Just turn your back to the world...
And walk toward The Son.

Turn your back on the world…
And walk toward….His Son.

This Man I Am

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

We’re all connected
Descendants of the light
Destined from the moment of our birth
To search our heart and mind
To seek and we shall find
The purpose we we’ve been given here on earth

The road to hell
Is paved with green and gold
And I’ll admit I’ve walked that street in shame
The road to salvation
Is littered with the bones
Of those who would not call his name
And say…

Rescue me Jesus
Storm these walls that close me in
Light this darkness that surrounds me
Cool this fire beneath my skin
Lord Deliver me holy
Raise me up and set me free
Change me from this man I am
To the man…I’m meant to be.

We’re all held hostage
By the secrets that we keep
And I’m the first to say that I have kept a few
Lost weary and forlorn
And badly misinformed
Convinced the lie I’d been living was the truth

Life’s a fragile fabric
Held together by a thread
And God’s will is sometimes hard to comprehend
I lost my brother
And I know this might sound strange
But on the day he died I was born again
I cried….

Rescue me Jesus
Storm these walls that close me in
Light this darkness that surrounds me
Cool this fire beneath my skin
Lord Deliver me holy
Raise me up and set me free
Change me from this man I am
To the man…I’m meant to be.

{Bridge}
There’s a storm on the horizon
Fueled by hatred and by lies
The battle lines are clearly drawn
Decide which side you’re on
Bend your knees and
Lift your voices to the skies

Rescue me Jesus
Storm these walls that close me in
Light this darkness that surrounds me
Cool this fire beneath my skin
Lord Deliver me holy
Raise me up and set me free
Change me from this man I am
To the man…I’m meant to be.

If I Called Upon Your Name

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

If you looked into my eyes
And all you saw was rain
Pouring down the windows to my soul
If you opened up my broken life
And all you saw was pain
Would you pick the pieces up and make me whole?

Would you hold me in your arms
Until only love remained
And would you help me find the strength to start again…
If I called upon your name

Then lay your hands upon me now
Shine your love upon my face
Cast my demons out
Save me with your grace
Shower me with light
And wash away my shame
Would I find redemption after all
If I called upon your name

{BRIDGE}
It took forty years of dying
To get it through my head
God so loved the world he gave his only Son
When I think of how you died for me
Two thousand years ago…
It makes me wonder what I might have done…
What would I have done?

If I saw You in that courtyard
With scars upon Your face
Would I have tried to save You from the crowd
And would I have stayed beside you
If I stood in their place
Or got down on my knees and cried out loud

And in that moment on the cross
When your last breath finally came
Would I have known you were the Son of God
And called upon your name

Lord lay your hands upon me now
Shine your love upon my face
Cast my demons out
Save me with your grace
Shower me with light
And wash away my shame
Would I find redemption after all?
If I called upon your name

Lord shower me with light
Until I have no blame…
Thank God I found redemption after all
When I called upon your name

Before My Eyes

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Last night I had an awesome dream
It was summertime and I was still a kid
My dad and I were walking down along the stream
Just the way we always did.

I stood beside him in the water
My face was shining like a brand new dime
I had million questions and a crooked smile
Just feeling glad to have his time

My father walked out in the water
With that old dog and me in tow
Mayflies riding on a summer wind
And touching down on blue below
And as the trout began to rise
The cottonwood and caddis flies
were filling up the air like falling snow...

And I was ten... again...with a fly rod in my hand
A rainbow trout on the end
I was smiling back at my old man
Beneath summer skies
I watched my life pass before my eyes
I watched my life... pass before my eyes

Bridge
The hands of time are hard to hold
Little boys grow up and Dads grow old
And Grace pours down like rain from up above
Graduation days and wedding bells
Broken hearts and sad farewells
Until all that’s left are legacies and love…

And we’ve got love...

My boy stood beside me in the water
His face was shining like a brand new dime
A million questions and a crooked smile
That looked an awful lot like mine…
And as the trout began to rise
The cottonwood and caddis flies
They took me back to another place in time

Where I was ten... again...with a fly rod in my hand
A rainbow trout on the end
I was smiling back at my old man
Beneath summer skies
I watched my life pass before my eyes
I watched my life... pass before my eyes

Oh I watched my life...yes I watched my life
Pass before my eyes.

Baby I Tried

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Baby I Tried

I left my shift early…and I ain’t going back
Down into the ground where the sun don’t shine
Gonna wipe the blackness from my eyes
And watch the new sun rise
I won’t spend another day down in that mine.
I can’t work another day down in that mine...

Ah baby I tried
I tried to live this life for you
And maybe I lied
But if I did then you did too
This is more than just some change of heart
Something in me died
I can’t be the man I promised you I’d be…
But baby I tried.

I know your roots run deep down in this coal scarred town
Six generations of miners and their wives
Who watched their own dreams fade to black
Like this coal dust down my back
Just to give their children better lives
Oh I want to give our children better lives.

Ah baby I tried
I tried to live this life for you
And maybe I lied
If I did I never knew
I’m sorry if this breaks your heart
But something in me died
Now I can’t lead the life you wanted me to lead…
But baby I tried.

Everything we love is lying there fast asleep
With his hand me down dreams and worn out pants
And if we leave there’s no guarantee of how his life will be
But if we stay I know he hasn’t got a chance
If we don’t go I know that he hasn’t got a chance.

Ah baby I tried
I tried to live this life for you
And maybe I lied
But I think that you did too
This is more than just some change of heart
Something in me died
I can’t be the man I promised you I’d be…
But baby I tried.

An American Portrait

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

Jenny dances across lawn
Like an angel looking for a little shade
Little Sam is tripping on before her
Sipping on a lemonade
Sitting high up on his daddy’s shoulders
Waiting for the big parade
It’s Independence Day....all across the USA

It’s an American Portrait
It’s the things that built this land.
It’s being free and liberty
United that we stand
And it’s not so much the things we have
As it is the things we do.
And it’s painted with blood and sweat and tears
In red white and blue...in red white and blue

The local boys they take the field
Behind Majorettes in sequined tights
Marching bands and goal line stands
Football games on Friday nights
The hometown fans they raise their hands
Old glory waves beneath the lights
The national anthem plays...all across the USA

It’s an American Portrait
It’s the things that built this land.
It’s being free and liberty
United that we stand
And it’s not so much the things we have
As it is the things we do.
And it’s painted with blood and sweat and tears
In red white and blue...oooo....red and blue...

There’s a soldier called to duty
And he’s serving in a foreign land
A little boy tucked in his arms and
He’s running fast across the sand
Driven by a courage
That few of us can understand
And in God’s name we pray...all across the USA

It’s an American Portrait
It’s the things that built this land.
It’s being free and liberty
United that we stand
And it’s not so much the things we have
As it is the things we do.
And it’s painted with blood and sweat and tears
In red white and blue

What I Know Now

Written By: Scott Jeffrey

I was just a father and he was just a son
I was trying hard to raise him right like my mom and daddy done.
But I was still a young man and he was still a kid
Doing things he knew he ought not to do but somehow always did.

He was eating supper on the sofa and his plate fell to the floor
So I sent him straight up to his room but I’m still not sure what for.
He hung his head as he climbed the stairs it was plain to see
He was just a boy trying hard to show that he felt as bad as me

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
He’d eat pizza on the sofa
And ice cream on the floor…heck…
We don’t even have that old couch anymore.

There are some marks up on the door jam when he stood barely three foot tall
And way back in the closet there’s a name in crayon on the wall.
And there’s some scratches on the table how they got there I don’t know
To this day he still blames that cat …but I blame………. GI Joe.

These weathered walls all tell a story and on every floor I find
Each room is like a living page torn from the book of time
But in every imperfection is revealed God’s perfect plan
Bestowing blessings upon the empty life of this undeserving man

And if I knew then what I know now
If I could change things all somehow
I’d be a bit more understanding and patient too I guess
I know I’d listen much more closely and I’d talk a little less.

So I wrote these words down for you and it’s for you this song is sung
To thank you for all your kindness and for our three perfect sons
I’m grateful for all you’ve given me my sweet and faithful wife
But most of all I want to thank you for… this second chance at life.

This house will seem so hollow when our boys are up and grown
But our love will bring them back around with children of their own.
And we’ll let them eat pizza on the sofa and ice cream on the floor
Heck…You know I don’t care about them kind of things no more.

And as I look around at these familiar walls at every scratch and scar and ding
It occurred to me on second thought I wouldn’t change a thing…

Because if I knew then what I know now
I might have changed things all somehow
And I wouldn’t have had this special life
That all started with a vow
If I knew then what I know now
If I knew then what I know now

Discography

My first CD release "An American Portrait" is now available through CDBaby.com, Itunes, Amazon and scottjeffreymusic.com

Set List

My Orginal Song Set List is:

This Man I Am
What I Know Now
A Lifetime to Go
Headed Home
If I Called Upon Your Name
Too Far Gone
Ghosts of Christmas Past
Long Gone
Walk Toward The Son
The Simple Truth
Before My Eyes
Baby I Tried
A Long Way From Home
Somebody Like You
I'll Never Heal
A Desperate Man
Forever's a Long Time

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