William Livingston

William Livingston

BandPopSinger/Songwriter

My guitar and any story I have to tell.

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Lyrics

Army Man

Written By: Will Livingston

I was drafted for my country on Christmas Day of 1972.
And it's a pretty sad sight to see when everybody looks just like you.
Same rifle, same helmet, same boots we were wearin'. All had the same sized clothes.
And I'd venture to guess about a quarter of us were all standing in the same stiff pose.

I got a green plastic seam where my momma molded me on the day that I was born.
My uniform has stayed clean through the battles that I've seen no it's never ripped or torn.
Been shot 347 times and I never seem to feel the pain.
Though my rifles got a little bity bend in the end, I've still got perfect aim.

I've been K.I.A. and lived to fight another day.
A soldiers life is all I know I've never known any other way.
It's hard to be all that I can.
When after all I'm just... A two inch army man.

Went M.I.A. for 16 days, was lost at battle in the den.
Didn't think that they had missed me just assumed that they replaced me with another green soldier from the can.
Couldn't tell you 'bout the prison where Charlie had me hidden it was dark and I couldn't really see.
Til they found me crouched in the cushions on the couch I thought that I wouldn't never break free.

I suffered injuries in '83 family dog took my leg off clean. Til they found it in the den I thought I'd never walk again but then they slated me for surgery.
Didn't have a lot of faith in the doc of only 8 with a lighter in his dirty left hand.
But the bic did the trick he took my leg and made it stick and now I'm feeling like a brand new man.

Addicted

Written By: Will Livingston

Here I sit with a drink in my hand
A glass of temptation I can't withstand.
I can try to pour it out but it will be back again.
It reaches for me like an old lonely friend.

Most days I feel like I'm wasting my time
When I try to suppress the love I have for the wine.
It's not like a crime there's no penalty but
The day after begs to differ with me.

You might say I'm addicted.
Preacher tells me he thinks I'm afflicted.
This Addiction, this affliction... Has got a hold of me.
Let go of me I wanna be free
From what I don't need.

Recovery is a lonely road
The burden is heavy
The progress is slow
I take 12 steps forward
12 steps back.
Try hard to possess
What I fear that I lack

I'm a jekyl and Hyde
I'm a yin and a yang
I'm stuck in this rut
That's causing this pain
For you, For me

Here I sit with a drink in my hand
A glass of temptation I can't withstand.
I can try to pour it out but it will be back again.
It reaches for me like an old lonely friend.

Most days I feel like I'm wasting my time
When I try to suppress the love I have for the wine.
It's not like a crime there's no penalty but
The day after begs to differ with me.

You might say I'm addicted.
Preacher tells me he thinks I'm afflicted.
This Addiction, this affliction... Has got a hold of me.
Let go of me I wanna be free
From what I don't need.

Here I sit with a drink in my hand
A glass of temptation I can't withstand.
I can try to pour it out but it will be back again.
It reaches for me like an old lonely friend.

Set List

Here's To Jack
Orville's Mandolin
Heal Our Souls
Frozen Man (JT cover)
Things I'll Take
Enough To Go Around
Addicted
Army Man
Fairest One