Life in the city night, filled with people doing what they do to survive without losing their soul.

Lyrics:

It was 4 am, I was at the end of a night I will remember,
Since I met the lender of some insight.
I was seeking the unusual in too familiar places,
Sifting through the faces for someone who might
Take my frown, turn me around to the light,
Make me brave, show me the way through the night.

I caught last call at the Baby Doll, but I couldn’t face the dancers,
They called for me to answer them with pay.
The bartender was Dixie, she told me what it’s like,
To be under the lights up on the table.
When you get right down to what counts, it’s in the eyes
Of who beholds what you know and what you prize…

chorus: You’ve got to do what you can do to make some change see you through,
Gotta hold on to what you know so they can’t buy your soul.         repeat

Dawn crept into the sky, city streets were empty,
Words that Dixie left me rolled my mind.
I found my car where I encountered open hands,
From a homeless man looking for somebody who might
Take his frown, turn it around to a smile,
Make him brave, show him the way to the light.

I gave what I had left, but there was more that I could do,
I remembered my guitar and I got it out to play
For the morning and the people on the move.
We made some change and a smiling face or two…..Hey you,  chorus

You’ve got to do what you can do.
You’ve got to hold on to what you know,
So they can’t buy your soul.

Words and music by Eric E. Everett  © 1991

Revised lyrics:

“Make him brave, show him the way through denial”

To seemingly know someone through only speaking, but realities distance hides them in mystery.

Lyrics:

Hey Misti, I miss you girl, don’t know where you’ve been.
You’re the reason I sang to the phone last night from the crazy state I’m in.

Don’t you miss me, my mystery girl?
Though we’ve never met, I feel like I’ve known you since we were kids,
It’s that voice I can’t forget.

I can’t forget my dreams of home,  I can’t forget I’m now alone,
But I remember your heart was speaking like my own.

Chorus: Don’t you be my mystery girl, meet our rendezvous
Reveal just one secret to lay roses on my blues.
Don’t you be my mystery girl, leave a trail of clues
I really need to solve love’s puzzle, the last piece is left for you.

Walk the stage through Misti’s world, fashions all the rage.
Could she ever have eyes for a man of words,
Perhaps a fool more than a sage.

From an open invitation in some random back page lines,
I was hoping that fate had caught my eye this time.
Strangers talked on many days, wishing friends would lead the way.
Won’t you try your luck before our music fades?

Chorus

…It’s up to you!

Won’t you please, please unveil the mystery…. girl….

Words and Music by Eric E. Everett ©1996

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