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Evening Song
03:46
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EVENING SONG
Evening song sings a melody
Evening Song brings back memories
Of lighter times and brighter days
When our hearts were young, still at play
Everything seemed so simple then
All of my friends have come and gone
All of my dreams have rolled along
I knew those friends would fade away
But those dreams are still here today
Wondering what's to be, again
Tonight, you'll be my evening girl
To me you'll be my special world
I guess I've always played the fool
But now's a chance for something new
And I'll sing my evening song to you
Yes, I'll sing my evening song to you
Ooo, evening song
Ooo, evening song
Evening song
words by Terry Kirby and Johnny Stephen Zawacki
music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2021 Piano Street Music, BMI
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Southern Seas
06:15
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SOUTHERN SEAS
Return me to the southern seas
In warmer breezes there I'll find
A smiling face and gentle ways
It's only you I recognize
She sings a song of paradise (take the time to hear)
Though her love is farm away (but soon he can be near)
She's waiting for his return to her someday
She said, "Come with me to the southern seas
It's not far you're almost there
The wind's in change, you can rearrange
Your sails and they will bring you here"
She sings a song of paradise (take the time to hear)
Though her love is farm away (but soon he can be near)
She's waiting for his return to her someday
Together we'll sail away - together we'll sail away
Together we'll sail away - together we'll sail away
Now, we're sailing free on the southern seas
From wind and sea we take our cues
No need for chance, our circumstance
Depends upon the course we choose
Together we'll sail away - together we'll sail away
Together we'll sail away - together we'll sail away
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2000 Piano Street Music, BMI
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THE RIVER BENDS TO THE SEA
From headwaters, I did come
The choice, it was not mine
Aboard and as she runs
Me legs I must soon find
And all that have journeyed here before
Though none the same we be
Each tack we make, the reach ahead
As the river bends to the sea
Breaking shoals, they do excite
Blood quickens deep inside
Swinging the lead's not for the light
As on the sea we ride
And all that who've journeyed here before
Though none the same we be
Each tack we make, the reach ahead
As the river bends to the sea
Waves will crash and wind will blow
As we try to find safety
So keep your head and stay your course
'Tween the devil and the deep blue sea
Get underway, throw the dice
Hard and fast, don't be
Don't tow the rag, that won't suffice
The gunwhales full, they be
And though some have journeyed here before
None the same, we be
Each choice is made, now just ahead
The river bends to the sea
I look beyond and there it is
As close as it can be
The end in sight, relief or fear
No turning back can we
My journey's not been here before
And none can tell to me
What lies ahead - oh, time's no more
When the river bends to the sea
. . . . . to the sea
. . . . . to the sea
. . . . . to the sea
. . . . . to the sea
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2023 Piano Street Music, BMI
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NEVER CHANGE (AN OLD SAILOR'S LAMENT)
Once I was a young man, left my love and my home
Spent those days on the open sea, "my boyhood", I said, "I've outgrown"
But I didn't know that it took more to grow
Than a port in a land that was strange
And if my father were here, his voice would be clear
"My son, at no age will you change?"
Through the years, I've had riches, more than my pockets could store
Fortune has never been dearer, than when I was far from the shore
Far and away, I'd continue to stay, away from the masses disdain
And refusing to be ever far from the sea, and refusing to ever be changed
I still wear the clothes of a sailor, but the sea will have me no more
And that which I saw as a youth, no dreaming can ever restore
And I'll stare at the sea, thinking, "How can it be?
This old man has nothing to gain
Alone all his life, never taking a wife and never quite taking to change"
Yes, I'll stare at the sea, thinking, "How can it be?
This old man has nothing to gain
Alone all his life, never taking a wife and never quite taking to change"
No, and never quite taking to change
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2000 Piano Street Music, BMI
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SEEMS I'M ON THAT ROAD AGAIN
There's no place I call my home
There's no one who'll call me their own
Only a road that seems to be your friend
I know someday that, too, will end
I left from here one time before
I thought I wouldn't leave anymore
I couldn't stay, I've got to leave today
Seems I'm on that road again
People come and go so easy
Slippin' by me on the street
Only thing to me that's pleasin', yeah
Is that road beneath my feet
There's no place I call my home
There's no one who'll call me their own
Only a road that seems to be your friend
I know someday that, too, will end
Seems I'm on that road again
Seems I'm on that road again
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2020 Piano Street Music, BMI
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6. |
A Little Confused
04:07
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A LITTLE CONFUSED
I'll start my day and get the feeling that things'll go smoothly
all my worries and cares are nowhere to be found
Everything that I see, even jokes played on me seem amusing
I carry my load with my feet off the ground
But then I fall out of bed, a cloud looms overhead and I'm crying
A tears on my face and I feel so disgraced and abused
Everyone that I see, they seem to think that I'm lying
Sometimes I have to admit it, I get a little confused
I remember a time when that girl of mine let me miss her
I was waiting at home, just for her to return
Out on her own, I should've known she was no beginner
Like a fool I would say, "I've got nothing to learn"
But then I fall out of bed, a cloud looms overhead and I'm crying
A tears on my face and I feel so disgraced and abused
Everyone that I see, they seem to think that I'm lying
Sometimes I have to admit it, I get a little confused
But then I fall out of bed, a cloud looms overhead and I'm crying
A tears on my face and I feel so disgraced and abused
Everyone that I see, they seem to think that I'm lying
Sometimes I have to admit it, I get a little confused
I'll be walking along, just whistling a song in the evening
The light of the moon, it tells me, I'm the only one there
Sometimes being alone, to me, is a very good feeling
Taking my time and going nowhere
But then I fall out of bed, a cloud looms overhead and I'm crying
A tears on my face and I feel so disgraced and abused
Everyone that I see, they seem to think that I'm lying
Sometimes I have to admit it, I get a little confused
Sometimes I have to admit it, I get a little confused
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2003 Piano Street Music, BMI
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7. |
That's Enough
02:43
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THAT'S ENOUGH
I'm awake, don't want to move
Leave me here, nothing to do
I don't want this thing to end
And why should you?
That's enough, don't fill my head
That's enough, is what I've said
That's enough, leave me alone
Oh, leave me alone
I'll not be who I once was
The present fades, it always does
Leave me here to contemplate
Yeah, just because
That's enough, don't fill my head
That's enough, is what I've said
That's enough, leave me alone
Alone, leave me alone
I'll not be who I once was
(I can't be when I'm injured)
The present fades, it always does
(Stay away or be severed)
Leave me here to contemplate
It matters not the things I say)
Yeah, it's just because
No . . .)
That's enough, is what I said
That's enough to fill my head
I'll not be who I once was
The present fades, it always does
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2023 Piano Street Music, BMI
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8. |
Abbreviate It!
02:34
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ABBREVIATE IT!
Yeah, I start out pretty small
And wish I already tall
But it matter not at all
When I hear nobody call
And my status in the quo?
I fear it be pretty low
Oh, Oh, oh - no, no, no, no
Oh, I think it pretty low
If it gets too complicated
You just abbreviate it
Now, I get to be a man
You say, "I should understand
That it time for me to plan"
Well, I can't believe I can
'Cause I getting too much old
There's too much for me to know
Oh, oh, oh - no, no, no, no
Just to much for me to know
If it gets too complicated
You just abbreviate it
Many problem I perceive
They not only affect me
And it almost comedy
When I look around and see
We ignoring what we know
And expect the problem go
Oh, oh, oh, - no, no, no, no
We expect the problem go
If it gets too complicated
You just abbreviate it
What to do when I get old
Must I be a ready man to go
I feel my body slow
It's a thing I can't control
No, not a thing I can control
words and music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2023 Piano Street Music, BMI
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9. |
Goodbye Lorrine, Goodbye
06:23
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GOODBYE LORRINE, GOODBYE
The road is just too long for this old pair of shoes
The dust is in my eyes, can't find my way to you
Got trouble right behind me and I don't know what to do
The river, she's too wide, the bridge has washed away
Don't know if I can make it, but I know that I can't stay
But this old river knows me and she'll wash my blues aeway
So, goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
Goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
There ain't no way to win it
You know my heart ain't in it
So, goodbye
You're the only, you said, you know that isn't true
There's lots of other women, no different from you
Ain't no women know me, but I let them think they do
So, goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
Goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
There ain't no way to win it
You know my heart ain't in it
So, goodbye
You're the only, you said, you know that isn't true
There's lots of other women, no different from you
Ain't no women know me, but I let them think they do
So, goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
Goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
There ain't no way to win it
You know my heart ain't in it
So, goodbye
So, goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
Goodbye Lorrine, goodbye
There ain't no way to win it
You know my heart ain't in it
So, goodbye Lorrine
words by Johnny Stephen Zawacki and Thomas E. Loewe
music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2023 Piano Street Music, BMI
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10. |
Gotta Get Away 1
03:02
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GOTTA GET AWAY
Gettin' outta this city, got to get away
Nothin's in my pocket, though I just got paid
But I don't care, no - I won't be stickin' around
I'm gonna be movin' along - yeah, yeah - gettin' outta this town
Well, she loved me so wrong and she loved me so right
But the line's so blurred, I can't tell just what's tight
Though I love that little girl and I need her so bad
I'm gonna leave that lovin' though it's the best I ever had
I gotta leave this town, oh, no - I can't stick around it no more
'Cuz the police comin' after me, I just gotta get away
I been sneakin' around it all, all, all of the day
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gettin' outta this city, got to get away
Nothin's in my pocket, though I just got paid
But I don't care, no - I won't be stickin' around
I'm gonna be movin' along - yeah, yeah - gettin' outta this town
words by Hyler Whitney and Johnny Stephen Zawacki
music by Johnny Stephen Zawacki
© 2023 Piano Street Music, BMI
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Johnny Z Owosso, Michigan
Spotlight Recordings is an independent company, based in Owosso, Michigan, originally conceived to release the recordings of Johnny Z. It has since grown to include other independent artists.
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