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As Eden Lay In Darkness

by Tom Fairnie

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1.
Shoeshine Boy Some folks say It happened on the way From Knoxville to Oak Hill On a cold New Year’s Day He climbed into the back Of a baby-blue Cadillac That old shoeshine boy Ain’t ever coming back They named him Hiram But they called him Hank Was it hard to find A little peace of mind A bottle of dreams ain’t all it seems When they’re leaving you behind Did you follow a star? And find out who you are A crooked man from Alabam’ Hell-bent on his guitar Southern raised You were gonna go far And I know the radio was playing low The last drop of bourbon was sweet I hope you heard a lonesome whistle blow Before you fell asleep You can make a name The Music Hall of Fame Cowboy boots and Nudie suits And rhinestones in the rain You can cry all night In the love songs that you write A cheating heart still breaks apart But it looks like you just might Become a drifter Who never saw the light I know the radio was playing low… And I know the radio was playing low The last drop of bourbon was neat I hope you heard a lonesome whippoorwill Before you fell asleep © Shoeshine Boy music by Tom Fairnie words by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields February 6th 2006
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Falling Down 03:49
Falling Down I’m staring at black birds wearing out a grey sky Clawing at smokestacks burnt-out and bone dry Looking at a night owl coughing up a lungful Of nothing but pitch black blood from a blind fool Crows in the cobwebs, bats in the belfries Moss covered monks with fingers like alleyways Praying like pagans with one last word A dead tongue clicking in a silent herd And it’s falling down; this gothic town’s got Bell tower dreams and black stone beams But it’s falling down, falling down Ringing like a wind chime hanging in a bell tower Chiming at midnight, the perfumed hour Candle wax cracks on a cold stone floor Yellows with age in moonlight evermore At Aurora’s Gate, where dreamers dwell Mammon and the Philistines bathed in oil As a piper danced and Icarus flew Safe as the moonlight waxed black feather blue And it’s falling down… As Eden lay in darkness and Adam in his blindness Fell for Eve and suffered for her kindness Ate a fallen apple he should have declined His small fall from grace; a giant fall for mankind And the worm that gnaws at your shoulder blade Where angel’s wings are torn and frayed Into demon rags and Hell’s bell rings For another Bible stolen on a raven’s wings And it’s falling down… Where a good deed lies like a mortal sin Redeemed at the very last breath of man Justified by a line of scars In the face of geometry and the stars In the underground of a nameless city Where a bloodhound bayed and growled at pity On ill-tempered chains tethered to the dawn At first sign of light they all woke reborn And it’s falling down… © Falling Down words & music by Tom Fairnie September 27th 2004
3.
Don’t Wish Your Dreams Away I wonder why an ancient star Should die for us Sacrifice its self So we can make our wish I wish that every star crossed lover In this world Could see that star And share in its fall And I know that every wish can’t come true But I know the one that did led me to you Led me to you They say every prayer is answered And it might be so And even the smallest voice is heard Above the roar Of the words from a million lonely Heart’s desires Whispered into the ear Of one who cares And I know every prayer can’t be heard But I know one that was led me to her Led me to her So don’t wish your dreams away Hold on to yesterday Don’t wish your dreams away Don’t wish your dreams away Let the child come out to play Don’t wish your dreams away, dreams away If we hold the child in our hearts As we grow old We might believe all the things That we’ve been told We’d believe in fairy tales and magic spells And we just might Believe in our selves And I know there’s more than we can see I’m so glad you saw the child in me The child in me So don’t wish your dreams away... They say we all get one chance In this life A chance to make a mistake A chance to put it right But sometimes fate has got its Mind made up There are things we are never going to stop And I know if it was all meant to be I’d still wonder, would you still wish for me Wish for me So don’t wish your dreams away... © Don’t Wish Your Dreams Away music by Tom Fairnie words by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields 12/11/02
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Sonoma And Sistine I got a letter from foreign parts I broke a few Italian hearts I recall a night in old Verona But that’s a long way from California She liked Madonna Del Rosario I’d rather have Marilyn Monroe When I saw her for the very first time I didn’t think twice but to make her mine And I couldn’t let her know That I’d have to let her go There was someone I’d left behind I’ve been torn between Sonoma and Sistine Between a lover and a little peace of mind In the Chapel of the Sacred Heart I was walking through Renaissance art Might have been a Caravaggio Or something by Leonardo Did you ever burn a lover’s notes? For fear of lace and petticoats I’m wise enough to know that I’ve been cruel Read enough to know that love’s made me a fool And I couldn’t let her know… And I couldn’t let her know… © Sonoma And Sistine words and music by Thomas Yule Fairnie, Mark Barnett, Robert McGregor Shields & Jane Fairnie 22nd Sept 2007
5.
Will You Fly Away? I saw a raven turn to robin Drawing blood upon her breast Now the raven she’s a fine bird But the robin is the best Some birds they will fly away I hate to see them go But the robin she just stays around Through the winter rain and snow Will you fly away? Will you go? Some friends will stand by loyally Some will turn their back Some will share the same blood And spill it on the track A true friend will be there In the deepest night To guide you through the darkness To the morning’s shallow light Will you fly away? Will you go? With night is black as raven Will you draw me near Or in the morning cut me As the darkness disappears? Will you go in the Autumn Fly with all the rest Or will you lie beside me A robin by my breast? Some folks choose to stand apart And set themselves at kin Comforted by tarnished pride They’d make a virtue out of sin Flesh and blood are weakest Still you can’t fly free You can pick the bones of friendship But you’re bound by family Will you fly away? Will you go? © Will You Fly Away? music by Tom Fairnie, words by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields 27th March 2003
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I Ain’t Goin’ Dancin’ No More Of all the girls in the ballroom You’re the one I used to adore You made me spin You could do it again But I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more No I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more If there’s one damn thing for sure It’s that I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more I’ve seen every twist in your tale babe And I’ve heard it all before Every lie on your lips Every snake of your hips But I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more... ‘cause dancin’ never made it better Dancin’ never made it right An’ all of that movin’ and shakin’ babe Only got me through the night Only got me through the night I’ve lived my life in limbo Between a hard place and a floor I’ve danced around Never stood my ground But I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more... ‘cause dancin’ never made it better… Been tangled up in tangos Watched you waltz right out the door How’d I feel? Like a broken heel ‘cause I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more... ‘cause dancin’ never made it better...and I ain’t goin’ dancin’ no more © I Ain’t Goin’ Dancin’ No More words & music by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields February 14th 2005
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Welcome The Morn When we leave aw oor rovin’ Still oor wand’rin’ ways Wi’ every thrawn road and loanin Lost abin the braes Then doon fa’ tae sleeping An’ dream o’er the linn O’ the burn that flowed free there An’ aw the lang days sin’ Though it may snaw in the forest Tae crown the hawthorn Bluebells will floo’er Whether we’re here or gone An’ wae night birds trillin’ Frae dusk tae dawn Tae welcome the morn But we fell in wi’ tinkers Guid chanters, blaw an’ bow Tae play reels an’ slippit jigs 'til the auld cock crow Wi’ fine airs and verses Coorse couplets and quatrains Writ in lo’e o’ this nation Its faithers and its weans Though it may snaw in the forest… For noo a day is dawnin’ When lions will arise Fae deep slumber wrapt warm In weary lullabies Tae send rogues and reivers Fairin’ for their lives Skippin’ oor the siller hem Tae merry English wives Though it may snaw in the forest … © Welcome The Morn words and music by Tom Fairnie 2nd December 2007
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A word to the wise, everybody lies It’s no surprise everybody lies I’m an honest guy I got an honest wife Honest folks, you can’t get through life without a lie It’s the truth of the matter We got the class to chatter But I bet you’d rather hear some lies ‘cause in all honesty, it’s plain to see There’s nothing in transparency There’s more to lies Between you and me, paradoxically You don’t have to be so wise It’s the whole truth and nothing but the truth I swear to God and hope to die Between me and you the only thing that’s true Is that everybody lies There are little fibs that go off like squibs There’s black and there’s white Some of them are dynamite, but they’re all lies Juries and judges, journalists with grudges It’s all tax dodges and false alibis Socialists, Communists, Goddamn Stalinists Given a new twist by revisionists and their lies But now the truth’s wearing thin ‘cause the doctors of spin Are economising big fat liars Between you and me, paradoxically… If you’re a shy kid at an awkward age Just want to get yourself laid Don’t be afraid to use some lies ‘cause in affairs of the heart you want to get a head start Let her think you’re smart and tell her some lies You may wish you were a Babel fish Untwisting gospel Greek into straight Yiddish; liar, schmiar But don’t listen to me; you got a will that’s free You can choose the truth or eternity with your pants on fire Between you and me, paradoxically… © Everybody Lies words & music by Tom Fairnie 16th May 2004
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Prada Heels 04:50
Prada Heels I hear your Prada heels tapping In the Gallery Angelo As you move among the figures In a slow flamenco Then pausing in the doorway As if unsure which way to go ‘til your reflection in the window Becomes Chanel; adagio And In Paris every artist Would be drawn to you From Milan to Manhattan They fall at your feet and follow you On the Boulevard Saint-Germain In Les Duex Magots Café I hear you order Ricard And Spanish Sketches play I watch you with the waiter As flirtatiously you pay Exchanging glances, coins and paper I leave no tip and walk away And In Paris every artist… In the silence as I leave you Still wrapped in morning sheets Every door behind me closes Every shuttered window speaks But then, something familiar Heels tapping in the street Could that cut be Valentino? Could she really be that chic? And In Paris every artist… © Prada Heels music by Tom Fairnie, words by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields 2nd May 2007
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The Blue Part Of My Heart Where the rain is always pouring down And the lightning scorches the ground And every falling star is ocean bound In the blue part of my heart I call you And the shadows remember where you stood Just like you said that they would Leaving me an indigo mood In the blue part of my heart I call you You said you’d always stay in my heart ‘til death or temptation do us part You said that you’d always be true I believed you And here you are In the blue part of my heart I call you There’s a line in an old Waylon tune ‘bout Tuscaloosa and a midnight saloon And a lonesome hearted, broken moon In the blue part of my heart I call you You said you’d always stay in my heart... You said you’d always stay in my heart... © The Blue Part Of My Heart music by Tom Fairnie, words by Tom Fairnie & Bob Shields July 2007
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Hawthorn 04:35
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Indiana 05:14
Indiana It’s a long way to Indiana But I can feel its sweet rain On the wind across the great lake Burning cold on my face Pain will always take you back Memories will call you home Rain will run right through a thunder crack And hearts will open for their own, for their own One day, someday, I’ll sit and wonder If I’ll ever hear his name He had a voice cracked like fire And Indiana was the flame Pain will always take you back Memories will call you home Rain will run right through a thunder crack And hearts will open for their own, for their own Rivers have always run through this land Between the wild fragrant pines The wildest blue, the whitest water Indiana’s red bloodlines Pain will always take you back Memories will call you home Rain will run right through a thunder crack And hearts will open for their own, for their own It’s a long way to Indiana And it’s a dark dried-up road A slow cortege that winds through this state Like old familiar blood Pain will always take you back Memories will call you home Rain will run right through a thunder crack And hearts will open for their own, for their own © Indiana; words & music by Tom Fairnie 08/03/04

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This CD features songs about the death of Hank Williams, Scotland's independence, gothic nightmares and pagan symbolism all wrapped up in country, Americana, folk and blues.

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released December 10, 2022

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Tom Fairnie Edinburgh, UK

I live in Edinburgh and I'm a singer songwriter. My style of writing cuts across Americana, folk, country and blues and I try to write melodic, accessible songs that make the best use of my guitar skills to provide sensitive uncluttered arrangements.

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