scott sparks

scott sparks

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandAmericanaFolk

Original acoustic guitar driven songs by a Texas singer/songwriter with strong vocals and lyrics. Makes you feel like your driving through a reflection of West Texas.

Biography


Scott is a singer/songwriter from west Texas. Primary influences include Townes, Springsteen, Guy Clark, Lyle, Lucinda, Steve Earl, of course Dylan, Billy Joe Shaver, Waylon, Cash, Willy, Skip James, Lightfoot ....Ozzy.

Scott plays acoustic guitar and harmonica and sings originals. Available solo, duo, or bigger....
His first CD, Texagon, a collection of 10 recordings gathered over the last 6 years including some tracks with his band Sparks and Gravel, is now available on Amazon and iTunes.

The 2nd CD is on the way.

Sparks has been in the great Northwest for the past 7 years playing in and around Hood River and Portland, Oregon. He is now back in Austin.

Lyrics

hot road out of arkansas

Written By: scott sparks


Hot road out of Arkansas
It’s a hot road out of Arkansas
I left a woman waiting on
A love that would not wait for long
Got the devil’s hot breath on my shoulder
I don’t mind the stink
I like the cold wind in my face…and I drink

There’s a penance for each ounce of circumstance
I try and pay as I go
But if I think to long I’ll be nothing but gone
Funny how that instinct grows

Kicking dust on a Texas backway
Them Christmas lights can take you right back home
Where the sunlight finds nothing but your eyes
The light is what you came here for
Turning back that dial all the way and back again
I can’t hear the radio no more
I can’t hear the radio no more

There’s a penance for each ounce of circumstance….
I try and pay as I go
If I think too long I’ll be nothing but wrong
And its funny how that instinct grows

There’s a glossy look of isolation fogging up my mirror
Luck’s an easy pill to swallow
But those dreams that press against your flesh
Won’t wake you quite the same
And I’ll take my chances up in Colorado

There’s a penance….

coming out of clouds

Written By: scott sparks

Comin out of clouds
A million miles of circles
I have traveled round
And missed the middle way
There aint no point
But darlin just to love me
And I love you more each day

A brand new breath of air
Is harder now to come by
But I remember where
I turned the other way
And change, it comes hard
But we're really on the down side
It took this long to know
For what and how to pray

Close your eyes and see
The haze is now receding
There is love living here today
Don't you know by now
How everything affects you
You and me we got to go our way

I'll prepare no more
There's no piece of the puzzle
Needed to light the day
There's a distant shore
But it’s really just for looking
You're in my blood
And here you'll always stay

Close your eyes and see
Our perfect world baby
There is love living here today
Don't you know by now
How everything affects you
And you and me we got to go our way

Comin out of clouds
A million miles of circles
I have traveled round
And missed the middle way
There aint no choice
But darlin just to love me
I love you more each day

old oaks

Written By: scott sparks

gonna re-read the funnies
disregard the inertia
sadi drew a lesson on me
old oaks can be knocked down

you can hear the whining of the wind
you can listen to the demons
or hear what the angels have to say
lord, its easy to go down
when the lost can’t replace the found
just got to keep from dyin all day

there was talk of balance
singin highs and mostly lo
and will i decide to be free
like a river that’s been damned
well i used to be a promise land
running from the light
well some need the darkness to see
there are moments in the day
when i swear i have found a way
just to keep from dying all day

there were habits all around
slammin nails in the coffin
and will i learn from history
look at all these lessons
i see them in every face i see
yea everyone’s a lesson
i thank god you were a lesson to me
you know i had forgotten how
to forget the price that you pay
and just to keep from dyin all day

pretty late in the day

Written By: scott sparks

Pretty late in the day

Well I’ll play it for you one time
For myself three
Tried to have it different
That’s the way it’s got to be
I got a black moment
Chasing after me

I burned out down in Texas
Now I’m north, but ever west
Got my woman with me
I know I’m surely blessed
Maybe I’m done sleepin
Maybe my livin’s caught up with me
One day I knew the blues
And I was damned
But I was glad to be

You got the devil in your pocket
Everyone thinks he smells like cash
The devil in your head
Gonna kill you twice as fast
Deception…….
Get away from me
Go on and leave me be

Found no need for sadness
It was pretty late in the day
And you won’t catch me hating
the mornings anymore, babe
Forgetting what I say
One day I knew the blues
One day they went away

One day I knew the blues
One day they went away

chemical clergy

Written By: scott sparks

Layin around like he’s lost in a cave
Can’t find the calendar where he marked the date
Can’t remember what
The date was

It used to be less contrived than this
Almost everyone agrees
Some try to change their fate
And some of us believe
In chemical clergy

And the light on this river
At 5 am
Is so pretty it makes me feel guilty
Without the aids on which we all depend
In the times of the chemical clergy

Ask the lion down at the zoo
He seems to live a lot like we do
And this routines gonna kill me

Does he dream about where he was from
Some African hill where his ancestors run
But a pretty good meal so easily comes
2 or 3 times daily

And the light on the river at 5am
Is just so pretty its scary

No golden harp, but a silver guitar
Me and my girl could just hop in the car
On a long lucky mile, forget who we are
And dream of what we will be
And this routines gonna kill me

I been gone so long now
I can’t imagine anybody there

Its what I do If there’s a message waiting
A clockwise occupation on a chair
The beauty of the gorge line
I could tell you of
But its like seeing injustice
And the fair
And this routine’s gonna kill me

And the light on this river at 5am
Is just enough to go thru me

I been gone so long now
I can’t imagine anybody there
And this routines gonna kill me

Reverend Bewley

Written By: scott sparks

Anthony Bewley brought the word
Of John Wesley on down
To this land of slavery
Land of latent glory

The split of 44
Was a hint of things to come
Our comin’ country war
The conscious of a nation

The north and southern Methodists
Had divided over slavery
By 1860
The bitterness was crazy

Bewley brought his kin to Texas
Just 2 years before
And the preacher’s faith was strong
And he said the south was wrong

He would
Send the word on out through the south
That wherever you are
The eyes of god will find you
And send the word on out through the south
I believe in the good in man
To overcome the evil

Texas troubles
The paper read
The Dallas Herald uncovered it
A plot to burn our towns and then
A slave revolt led by a preacher man

“We got evidence here of insurrection
So brothers use your best detection
Sniff out those northern Methodist
Slave lovin’ abolitionist

And
Send the word on down through the south
That our ways are all our own
And it’s them that cast the first stone
Send the word on out through the south
They mean to take our land
They mean to free the African”

The evidence was a forged letter
That implicated Bewley
He took his wife and blind daughter
Headed for Missouri

Just shy of Casville, Missouri
They were circled by a Texas posse
They drug him back to Fort Worth
And hung him there above the earth

Left him hangin’ till the following day
When they threw him in a shallow grave
His bare knees stickin above the ground
He was too tall for the end he found

So send the word out through the south
From an old oak tree
They hung the Reverend Bewley
Send the word on out through the south
From an old oak tree
They hung the Reverend Bewley

The panic that swept the Texas hills
Was the kind the hates and fears and kills
The newspapers they all backed the cause
In southern laws and southern drawls
And Bewley wasn't the only one
They say a hundred or so were also hung
Black and white were lynched form Texas trees
For rumor, fright, and forgeries

Send the word on down through the south
Wherever you are
The eyes of God will find you
And send the word on down through the south
Don’t believe in the good of man
To overcome the evil….

Discography

Texagon

Set List

Arkansas
Crashin the system
Do it now?
My city
Chemical clergy
Never willing
Nowhere bound
Six Pence
The Reverend Bewley
Gino's blues
Run me down easy
Another farewell
La pista
The matador
Comin out of clouds
Flipside
When the dye is cast
Misgivings
Cadillac image
Through the haze
Tentative plan
Poco mas viejo
High times
Travelin fool
One more drink
Eyes of Ginsberg
Texas blue
Pretty late in the day....