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Alticana

by Left Arm Tan

Alternative Americana, driving music that nourishes the soul.
Genre: Country: Americana
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1. Fading Away
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2. 69 Reasons
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3. Black Dress
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4. Headlights
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5. Long Yellow Stripe
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6. The Letter
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7. Carnations
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8. Jeremiah
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9. Bittersweet
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10. Deep and Wide
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11. Omaha
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12. Drowning in Drought
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13. Alcohol
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
© 2013 Left Arm Tan
All songs written by Troy Austin, Daniel Hines, Tim Manders and Jeff Scroggins (BMI)
Produced and Mixed by Salim Nourallah and Rip Rowan
Design by Paul Miller
Photos by Kate Miller
www.leftarmtan.com

Troy Austin – vocals, acoustic and electric guitar, banjo, percussion
Tim Manders – drums, percussion, vocals
Jeff Scroggins – bass, vocals
Daniel Hines – acoustic and electric guitars, banjo, mandolin, piano, harmonium, vocals

Special thanks to:
Paul Slavens - keyboards and piano
Milo Deering - pedal steel

Left Arm Tan would like to thank our wives, families and friends for supporting us in this adventure, Salim Nourallah and Rip Rowan, Kate and Paul Miller, Nash Guitars, Paul Slavens, Milo Deering, Jake Kirby for sage lyrical advice, Jerred Scroggins for help and encouragement, and Brett Dillon for naming the album.

Fading Away 4:24
The radio’s selling tales of our unrest
And washing machines and rolling storms out west
With the state of our economy it all seems so clear to me
If we don’t change something we’ll have nothing left to change

That ain’t why I wrote you this song
It seems I stayed in this town a little too long
And they need someone to burn and it just might be my turn
I better get outta here while the gettin’ still is good

I need your hand to carry me away
And dig my broken heart out of the grave
Come rescue me while there’s something left to save
I’m fading away

The sound and the fury’s running through my brain
Like a long lost Baptist hymn with no refrain
Lost hope hangs like a flag in the wind and that ain’t no place to begin
It’s like runnin’ from the calm into the storm again

I need your hand to carry me away
And dig my broken heart out of the grave
Come rescue me while there’s something left to save
I’m fading away

I don’t think I can fit in anymore
They’re lining up golden calves from shore to shore
No one thinks about eternity and it all seems so clear to me
You can’t mend your conscience with Novacain

I need your hand to carry me away
And dig my broken heart out of the grave
Come rescue me while there’s something left to save
I’m fading away

69 Reasons 4:29
Wall clouds are building over your hometown
The streets are all empty everybody's hunkered down
As I stare into the rearview at the glowing lights I leave behind
And I settle in behind the wheel for a long and lonely ride

I was raised in the oil patch grew up longing for the hills
Til they sent me off to college to escape the rigs and fields
Wasn't long til I'd become a real fine company man
But I was struttin’ into Houston on somebody else's plan

I got 69 reasons to say goodbye
Mother Sangre de Cristo's got her arms open wide
The blood I spilled in Texas stains the road behind, goodbye

Twilight finally finds me as it paints the desert sky
I pull into the station wipe the fear from my eyes
I knew I'd never hurt you so I didn't understand why you were scared
But when you told me it was over it was more than my wounded heart could bear

I got 69 reasons to say goodbye
Mother Sangre de Cristo's got her arms open wide
The blood I spilled in Texas stains the road behind, goodbye

Runnin’ from the present got to get away fast
Runnin’ from the future hoping that I'll find my past
Somewhere in the distance not far beyond that open plain
Your wounds are gonna heal darlin but mine will always remain

I got 69 reasons to say goodbye
Mother Sangre de Cristo's got her arms open wide
The blood I spilled in Texas stains the road behind, goodbye

I got 69 reasons to say goodbye
Mother Sangre de Cristo's got her arms open wide
My heart might be broken but my soul is still alive, goodbye

The Letter 3:47
Torn letters in my head, two lovers on the brink
So I’ll write one down instead and pour myself a drink
And step outside and smoke another memory of you
Keep tellin’ myself there’s no way we are through

I hope the letter finds you where you are
I hope the letter can mend your broken heart
I hope the letter is filled with all the words I never said to your face or in my song
I hope the letter brings you home

Wiping fog from the window pane, reminds me of another night
When the fog wasn’t from the rain and I held you so tight
It was so easy to pack up my mom’s Chevrolet
And three simple words were all that I had to say

I hope the letter finds you where you are
I hope the letter can mend your broken heart
I hope the letter is filled with all the words I never said to your face or in my song
I hope the letter brings you home

All those nights upon the stage selling our souls for minimum wage
Writing songs of what lovers do, never lifting a pen for you

I hope the letter finds you where you are
I hope the letter can mend your broken heart
I hope the letter is filled with all the words I never said to your face or in my song
I hope the letter brings you home

Headlights 4:12
I dug a well in the pit of my heart and I named it after you
Every time I drank deep the taste was clear and true
But this life on the road and the burning in my soul
Made the well run dry and I’m asking why this heartache is all I know

I drove on past the very last house we used to own
The amber grain out in the field was waving to our song
And all I could see was eternity and each day lasts so long
It’s a crying shame and I’m to blame. I let the devil take our home.

We used to dance all night in the headlights of cars
Under the Milky Way but now the stars seem so far away

Like the touch of your hand and the goodness of my soul
Another day another sin and nowhere left to go
But there’s no peace in the valley and no peace left in me
I’m running from the law and a faded love. Will the pistol set me free?

We used to dance all night in the headlights of cars
Under the Milky Way but now the stars seem so far away

We could say goodbye but there’s no letting go
Every time I tried left me standing in the snow
Well you have said goodbye but I can’t let you go
I tried a hundred times still I’m shivering in the cold

We used to dance all night in the headlights of cars
Under the Milky Way but now the stars seem so far away

Long Yellow Stripe 3:47
Long yellow stripe on the highway
Tied to my past like a string
Where will it lead tomorrow?
What fortunes will it bring?
Because this heart is already broken,
And this heart is ready for you
And this long yellow stripe on the highway wants to lead me back to you

The future’s in my headlights
It’s dancing right in front of me
I’d push these pistons with my own hands
If the past would set me free
Because this heart could use some forgiveness
And your heart could use some too
And this long yellow stripe on the highway wants to lead me back to you

Hearts of concrete and could you blame us?
The years haven’t been so kind
I’d drive that miracle mile if I thought it would save us
And let this long yellow string unwind

Because this heart is already broken,
And this heart is ready for you
And this long yellow stripe on the highway wants to lead me back to you, wants to lead me back to you

Black Dress 4:16
I see you dancing in the frame, a black rose of another name
I see you dance in the photograph, it’s almost like an epitath
For a heart I lost to you, long ago
And the truth of the matter, is I’d much rather not go on than go on without you

Old letters and stale perfume, a black rose that lost its bloom
Photos from a wedding night, Lord I thought I would take flight
With a heart I lost to you, long ago
And the truth of the matter, is I’d much rather not go

I wanna see you dance another dance in your black dress
I wanna see you dance another dance before I forget
I wanna see you dance another dance in your black dress
I wanna see you dance like it’s not over yet

Visions in black and white, a black rose in pale moonlight
A crooked smile that will always last, from wedding days in the past
And a heart I lost to you, long ago
And the truth of the matter, is I’d much rather not go on than go on without you

I wanna see you dance another dance in your black dress
I wanna see you dance another dance before I forget
I wanna see you dance another dance in your black dress
I wanna see you dance like it’s not over yet


Carnations 2:19
Standing at the station with a coat in your hand
Always leaving like a government man
Your perfume chases a bullet to my heart and the leaving is tearing me apart

I’m praying to the stained glass, feeling the fire
Wrapped in a love made of snakes and wire
Your beauty lingers like a ghost in the room
And the bed sheets are cold way too soon

When you’re around I’m a fool set on fire
When you’re leaving this town I’m a bird on a wire
Standing at the station holding pink carnations for you

My hand clutches the wire that tells of your return
Your train tops the horizon as my heart starts to burn
My spirit braces for the stories you will tell
But the train rolls on by and rings the bell

When you’re around I’m a fool set on fire
When you’re leaving this town I’m a bird on a wire
Standing at the station holding pink carnations for you


Jeremiah 3:59
Nine years in an ice chest buried in the ground
Thinking it might lead me to the clouds
I'm the son of a father whose the son of a bitch
Who only loved me when I helped him drive our lives into a ditch

I was blessed with the genes of Henry
But cursed with the life of Hardy
Never rising to the fame that either one of them should bring

But I honored my father while he danced with the devil
Kicked up his boot heels and sang

Jeremiah don't go home
The ones you call your family have left you all alone
You are my seed and I made you to roam
Jeremiah don't go home

He was like the Pied Piper I was caught beneath his spell
Although I clearly knew that he was leading me to hell
We were locked up for possession he spent 30 days in jail
But I woke up in the mountains cause Jesus paid bail

And he sang

Jeremiah don't go home
The one you call your family he'll leave you all alone
You are my seed and I made you for a throne
Jeremiah don't go home

He'll go down hard because they found it all
But my phone keeps ringing he's wanting me to take the fall
And he says
Don't take the throne
Don't take the throne

Jeremiah don't go home
The one you call your family he'll leave you all alone
You are my seed and I made you for a throne
Jeremiah don't go home

Bittersweet 5:05
Working all the angles knowing that life still dangles by a thread
That’s connected to a light that burns dim red
Your minds a motion picture you believe it’s just a fiction of your head
Another product of the fast life you’ve led

So you truck on through to the next town always ready for one more round
But what you up for is what’s going down standing at the end of the bar
So you get all the pleasantries out of the way
You both know something you just gotta say to get what you want at the end of the day and stumble outside to her car

Hey, hey there mister “I don’t care” are you too afraid to see you’re going nowhere?
You’re spinning your wheels with all your intensity
It shouldn’t be hard to be fancy-free but your being held back by your inequity
And you can’t see past Consuela in a short satin dress
You’re being held back by the next bittersweet caress

Dawn unveils the dangers of buying drinks for strangers
It’s all just smoke and mirrors. Son, when will you see through?
Oh but nightfall loves your conscience as the bourbon courts the darkness
And through the smoke you can’t see the loneliness though it’s staring right back at you

Hey, hey there mister “I don’t care” are you too afraid to see you’re going nowhere?
You’re spinning your wheels with all your intensity
It shouldn’t be hard to be fancy-free but your being held back by your inequity
And you can’t see past Consuela in a short satin dress
You’re being held back by the next bittersweet caress

Deep and Wide 3:32
I been searchin for a grain of truth
I been lookin’ for what’s ailin’ you
And all these memories they keep me alive
There ain’t no sense in askin why

I been searchin for that gospel sound
I can’t find it when I’m lookin’ down
My quiet soul can’t seem to find it’s feel
It’s tired of grinding on this winding wheel
And this I know, the south wind always blows
You gotta keep your pistol by your side
Where it blows the Good Lord only knows
But this heart runs deep and wide

So I’ll hop that train to find the Son
And leave my Sunday robes to the lonely ones
Asheville to ashes, Denver to dusk
I know this journey only leads me to rust

This I know, the south wind always blows
You gotta keep your pistol by your side
Where it blows the Good Lord only knows
But this heart runs deep and wide

Omaha 3:28
I met Mercy way back when in high school
Always said she knew I was the one
Then she went off and got married to some damn fool
Now she spends her nights pouring Miller Lites at a honkytonk just east of Omaha
Well I rambled around up and down the east coast
Just knowing it would lead me to the one
Then the morning light revealed the night searching for her ghost
Then racing time to escape my mind I drove day and night until I found a place like home

You spend half of your life chasing what feels right
Hoping that your future is bright
When it all ends you start thinking about old friends
And hope you’re not the only one alone tonight

Well I learned how to play this ol’ guitar
And I learned how to write a few country songs
I can’t believe I had to go and travel this far
To spend my nights drinking Miller Lites in a honkytonk just east of Omaha

You spend half of your life chasing what feels right
Hoping that your future is bright
When it all ends you start thinking about old friends
And hope you’re not the only one alone tonight

Drowning in Drought 4:37
The oak trees are dying, the cedar’s all brown
Can’t find a woman in this no horse town
Will there be a tomorrow for those surviving here now drowning in drought?

Fire rained down from the sky and singed through the scarred
Years of our fathers were so very hard
Now I sit here on the dry bank of the river crying out loud drowning in drought

I walk up the hillside to our family home
There’s nothing left standing there but the chimney all alone
We stare at each other for hours, our knees on the ground.
Drowning in drought

If the rain came down for forty nights and forty days
Would the angels doubt that we would change our ways?
Or would we pull on the bottle and watch it all wash away?

Well I ain’t got a family and I ain’t got a book
So I climb in the cab of my old pickup truck
I’m pretty sure the highway’s still free and you can find a rain cloud
Drowning in drought

Alcohol 4:34
Ran across the country line and into the black
Into the great nowhere and I never looked back
The radio’s playin’ a song from ‘83
And I wish I could get over you like you got over me

I ran out west across the great divide
I hit the PCH and I let it ride
But the guardrails were hummin’ the same old song
And I wish I could chase you down but you were too far gone

I didn’t see the road signs
Now I need some cheap wine
To help me break the fall
But it seems I’ve got more pain than alcohol

I came back East across the golden plains
I can’t count the years and miles but I still feel the pain
I’m trying to remember a song from ‘93
Why can’t I get over you like you got over me?

I didn’t see the road signs
Now I need some cheap wine
To help me break the fall
But it seems I’ve got more pain than alcohol

By the time I get to Texas I’ll lose my mind
Cuz your flippin’ cards in Vegas and doin’ fine
I guess there’s nothing left to do…

I didn’t see the road signs
Now I need some cheap wine
To help me break the fall
But it seems I’ve got more pain than alcohol

I should let it ride


















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