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Someone Else's Arms

Look at all those city lights

Staring back at me

Yeah I know that you’re out there somewhere

And I’m just a memory
And it’s all I can do to keep from thinking of you

As I cruise down the boulevard

Are you laying in someone else's arms

 

It didn't take that long at all

For you to step out in the world

I tried my best to do it myself
It’s not the same without you girl
So I sit here alone with the radio on

And I wonder where you are
Are you laying in someone else's arms

Someone else's arms to hold you like I use to
Someone else's arms to take your pain away
Well I try my best to let you go

But my world just fades to dark

When I picture you in someone else's arms

I curse the day that I broke your heart

And I let you slip away

And now to think that there's someone else,
Well that’s more than I can take
I can see you with him as the lights go dim

Oh my mind just runs too far
Are you laying in someone else's arms

 

Someone else's arms to hold you like I use to
Someone else's arms to take your pain away
Well I try my best to let you go

But my world just fades to dark

When I picture you in someone else's arms

Now I try my best to let you go

But my world just fades to dark

When I picture you in someone else's arms

 

-Lap Steel and Baritone Guitar-

Now I try my best to let you go

But my world just fades to dark

When I picture you in someone else's arms

When I picture you in someone else's arms

© F.C. Westcott 5/99

Boom Town

 

When I was just a baby

There was money all around.

Silver spoon rampant

In this blue collar town

Oil companies bringing temporary bliss

Short term profits at the top of their list

 

I was born in a Boom Town

I was born in a Boom Town

I was born in a Boom Town

Grew up in a bust town

 

Every day Joes 

Making Top Dollar Bills

I was just a kid

When it all went to hell

The oil money left but my daddy he stayed

Tried to raise a family on the minimum wage

 

I was born in a Boom Town

I was born in a Boom Town

I was born in a Boom Town

Grew up in a bust town

 

We lost our homes

And all the shops closed down on Main Street 

We never had too much

But at least we gained humility

 

-Lap Steel-

 

Twenty years later

With a Middle Eastern war

Big oil came a knocking

Back on our door

I’d like to tell'm where to go, I was fit to be tied

But for 20 bucks an hour I can swallow my pride

 

Now I live in a boom town

Now I live in a boom town

Now I live in a boom town

I’ll probably die in a bust town. 

 

© 4/07     F.C. Westcott

I’ll Never Come Back

 

I was on the phone with a friend of mine

Back Home in Abilene

I guess he’d  talked to some girl

Who couldn’t stop talking about me

 

Now I’ve been gone for three straight years

And that’s just too short you see

It makes you want to break all ties

When you are cut with a wound so deep

 

So, at first I couldn’t have cared less

Then a crazy thought crossed my mind

What if it’s you, somehow.

After all the pain, After all this time

 

I’ll Never Come Back

I’ll Never Come Back

Unless it’s you

I’ll Never come Back

 

Soon, you were all I could think about

As my friends words just scattered in my ear

Your contagious laugh, sweet perfume

And your face began to appear

 

I remembered that weekend in Colorado

The mountain walks and the breeze in your hair

I carved our names in that Aspen tree…huh

At least we’re still together there.

 

Yeah, as my buddy rambled on

God, I wished that girl was you

But you and I, we both know

That just can’t be true.

                                   

I’ll Never Come Back

I’ll Never Come Back

Unless it’s you

I’ll Never come Back

-Steel Guitar-

 

You know, I started seeing a therapist

One who specializes in folks like me

She tells me I’m one hard case

But in time I’ll return to sanity

 

It’s kind of nice talking to a woman again

Sometimes I swear it your voice I hear

Then reality set in

And there is no holding back the tears

 

Yeah, she swear she can bring me back

But there aint a damn thing she can do

Unless it’s a lie or some sick dream

And cancer never took you

 

I’ll Never Come Back

I’ll Never Come Back

Unless it’s you

I’ll Never come Back

I’ll Never Come Back

I’ll Never Come Back

Unless it’s you

I’ll Never come Back

Last two Lines of Chorus

Unless it’s you

I’ll Never come Back

Last two Lines of Chorus

© F.C. Westcott 4/15

Leaving Santa Fe

 

Sitting here on this Greyhound in the dark

Staring out of this one way glass

Wishing you'd walk out that station door

With open arms

 

But there aint a soul around

The depot's closing down

And I hear that lonesome sound

Of the diesels

As we slowly pull away

Leaving Santa Fe

 

Rollin’ fast those billboards come and go

Through the shattered dreams of us

Passing street lights fade in to the dark

To where you are

 

There's the city limit sign

And soon the Colorado line

I guess were right on time

By tomorrow

We'll be a thousand miles away

Leaving Santa Fe

 

-Piano and Steel-

 

Yeah I guess I took your love for granted

Loosing you is a bitter price to pay

Oh I wish you would give us one more try

But you'll never here another word I say

Leaving Santa Fe

 

-Piano and Steel-

 

There's the city limit sign

And soon the Colorado line

Somewhere I lost my mind

And tomorrow

I’ll be a thousand miles away

Leaving…. Santa Fe

© F.C. Westcott 6/97

That'll Get Me Home

 

Bald tires on a 63 Ford

That'll get me home

 

A dusty sandwich and a cold cup of joe.

That'll get me home

 

I'm runnin' low on gasoline

And all my money is long gone

Just knowin' that my baby’s waitin' for me

That'll get me home

-Guitar and Dobro-

 

I'm cruisin' down the 295

That'll get me home

 

Dreamin' all about her deep blue eyes

That'll get me home

 

My baby shines like diamonds and gold

And every sparkle it shows

Her love is with me every mile that role

That'll get me home

 

-Fiddle, Dobro and Mandolin-

 

My baby shines like diamonds and gold

And every sparkle it shows

Her love is with me every mile that role

That'll get me home

That'll get me home

That'll get me home

©Frank Westcott 12/00

That Ain’t Me

I’ve been living in St. Augustine

In a sail boat for a home

Life here in this harbor babe

It’s all I’ve ever known

 

And you showed up with your naive dreams

From the hills of Tennessee

Bringing thoughts of changing me

To a man I’ll never be

 

I could take this life I’m living

And leave it all behind

I could leave the coast and the albatross

For the Blue Ridge Mountain pine

And I could take this old rum bottle

And throw it to the sea

Then I’d be the man you’re looking for

But Baby That Aint Me

 

There’s something about the ocean babe

It seeps into your veins

I come from a line of mariners

They say we’re all the same

 

You Heart’s so pure and I might be a fool

To turn away your hand

But I’m not someone in need of help

I’m a hardened sailor man

 

I could take this life I’m living

And leave it all behind

I could leave the coast and the albatross

For the Blue Ridge Mountain pine

And I could take this old rum bottle

And throw it to the sea

Then I’d be the man you’re looking for

But Baby That Aint Me

-Guitar and Lap Steel-

 

I could take this old rum bottle

And throw it to the sea

Then I’d be the man you’re looking for

But Baby That Aint Me

©Frank Westcott 6/99

Keep On Keepin’ On

 

Daddy had to go and he' d be gone for weeks.

I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks

I was so young, but I still understood,

The words he said to me.

 

He said keep on keepin’ on.

I'll be there to guide you along.

Remember when your voice is weary,

I will help you sing that song.

And it may feel like you’re alone

but you can bet I'm by your side.

So remember while I'm gone.

Keep on keepin’ on.

 

When I was ten I played my first big game.

The coach put me in and dad was running late.

I stepped up, looked out on the field,

And remembered what he said.

 

You got to keep on keepin’ on.

I'll be there to guide you along.

Remember when your voice is weary,

I will help you sing that song.

And it may feel like you’re alone

but you can bet I'm by your side.

So remember while I'm gone.

Keep on keepin’ on.

 

Bridge

I hit two doubles, I didn’t make one error.

Somehow my dad was with me there

I learned one thing that day that life’s a song

And Love is our voice when we are gone

 

Thirty years quickly passed us bye.

I saw the tears fall from mamas’ eyes.

I was too late, but dad had written a note,

And mama read it as she cried.

 

Keep on keepin’ on.

I'll be there to guide you along.

Remember when your voice is weary,

I will help you sing that song.

And it may feel like you’re alone

but you can bet I'm by your side.

So remember while I'm gone.

Keep on keepin’ on.

 

Remember now I’m Gone.

Keep on keepin’ On

 

© F.C. Westcott 97

We Time

 

Two Suitcases sittin’ on the floor

One’s over packed, still needing some more

But its’s ok to share some space

They’re both going to the same warm place

For some We Time

 

Only two tickets leaving kids behind

Plain leaves the ground right on time

Work and worries fade away

Paradise closing in to take their place

For some We Time

 

A little We Time

A little We… Time

We saved our money

Now we’re somewhere sunny

For some We Time

 

Wheels touch the ground as we start to land

15 minutes ‘til we hit the sand

Two beach chairs, one umbrella

She’s one hot mama; I’m one lucky fella

Lovin’ We Time

 

Night time drinkin' at a little beach bar

Tiki torch dancin’ goes a little too far

Buzzin’ like bees off to bed we go

Get a little kinky in the bungalow…..

We Time

 

A little We Time

A little We… Time

We saved our money

Now we’re somewhere sunny

For some We Time

-Lap Steel-

 

Back to work, to life and reality

Stacks on the desk and priorities

First on the list, buy another trip

Next year we’re booked on a carnival ship

For some We Time

 

 

© F.C. Westcott 3/15

MORE THAN MONEY

 

She's drives a Mercedes Benz

Wears a big diamond ring -.

He's drives a porche 912 and he owns a magazine

They got a beachfront mansion down in FLA

“Ya know they have it made”

That's what some people say

But she never calls him baby

He never calls her honey

Sometimes it takes a little more that money

 

You can have a lot of green and still be blue

It aint material things that make a love stand true

It takes a little huggin'

It takes a little squeezin'

Sometimes it takes a little late night teezin'

If I had a lot of cash I wouldn't want it takin' from me

But sometimes it takes a little more that money

 

He never takes her sailing on his sailin' ship

But he's got a bunch of beauties grindin’ on his hip

He don't attend her social functions but he'd never dream

She has her own blond beauty

if you know what I mean

It might seem a little strange

It might look a little funny.

Sometimes it takes a little more than money.

 

-Lap Steel and Guitar-

 

You can have a lot of green and still be blue

It aint material things that make a love stand true

It takes a little huggin'

It takes a little squeezin'

Sometimes it takes a little late night teezin'

If I had a lot of cash I wouldn't want it takin' from me

But sometimes it takes a little more that money

If I had a lot of cash I wouldn't want it takin' from me

But sometimes it takes a little more that money

Sometimes it takes a little more that money

Sometimes it takes a little more that money

 

© F.C. Westcott/J. Jones 10/97

Whiskey Bound

 

It’s been a year 

Since I drank to you

That’s a year to the day

Since we were through 

It hurt so bad that the Bourbon it flowed

Cold, like a river

Almost swallowed my soul

 

I’m Whiskey Bound

Just might drown this time

 

I thought for good, 

I was out of your web

Then you spun me in lies

And crawled back in my bed

Now I’m at this bar once again for to Pine

I’m gonna drink you away

Gonna cross that line

 

I’m Whiskey Bound

Just might drown this time

 

It’s not so easy to do

To forget you once again

I got some help from this bottle of blues

Posing as my best friend

 

How in the hell

Could I be in such pain    

When you stole all my money

And you bought cocaine

You slept with my friends

Lied to my face

You pawned my guitar 

Then you moved to LA

 

I’m Whiskey Bound

Just might drown this time

 

It’s not so easy to do

To forget you once again

I got some help from this bottle of blues

Posing as my best friend

 

-Guitar and Dobro-

Here’s to those who make us cry

And leave us feeling used

Raise your glass and your fingers high

And say this one here’s for you

 

I’m Whiskey Bound

Just might drown this time

 

I’m Whiskey Bound

Just might drown this time

 

© F.C. Westcott 2007

Take Another Look

 

I’ve seen harder times

Baby once or twice

Satans door, I’ve seen paradise
Troubled kids and their mamas cry

Fortunes fall over wells gone dry

Victory and the champion stand

Every road sign all across this land

So you can take our love

With its ashes and its embers

And drown it with your selfish head strong ways
If you think harsh words said

And a cold cold bed Beats all I’ve ever seen

Then darling take another look at me

 

I’ve seen LA nights and traffic jams
Countless dreams slip right through my hands

Lonesome roads and rest stop nights
Endless seas in the full moon light
I’ve seen my brother pass to a better place

And my mama’s tears falling down her face

So you can take our faded love and all its embers

And down it with your pessimistic view
It might take its toll but if you think I’m full
Of hopeless misery

Then darling take another look at me

-Steel Guitar-

So you can take our faded love and all its embers

And down it with your pessimistic view
But if you think I’m here to shed a tear
Or to get down on my knees

Then darling take another look at me

Darling take another look at me

© F.C. Westcott 9/01