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Come What May

by Scott Richmond

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1.
I see clear skies and a sunrise Sight for the sorest eyes See it burn up the lies this time ‘Bout time they let some in Couldn’t stand no rain again Sunny, just where you been hidin Four on the floor, don’t need no more Met the bull of bad news and slipped out the door But not before my life was gored, but I’m fine It’s done I think it’s over now ‘Cause there ain’t a cloud in the sky This world takes a whole lot Sometimes all I got But I hear no rain on the rooftop But I hear no rain on the rooftop Blessed art thou who suffers I heard Runnin’ on faith in some holy words That when it’s all done we’ll fly like the birds So high Now it’s been said, and I believe If you ain’t got money then your life don’t mean That much to most But still I keep tryin It’s done I think it’s over now ‘Cause there ain’t a cloud in the sky This world takes a whole lot Sometimes all I got But I hear no rain on the rooftop But I hear no rain on the rooftop Oh I…I’ve been low But I…I’m still goin So come on Oooo let it lift you up Come on, hear it call, hear it call Oooo let it lift you up Heart and all, whoooa
2.
We’ve lived and our days have worn through We’ve lived but we were born to die There’s a retrieval to rise you up Boss, we’re headed on home I hear one hell of a storm It’s alright There ain’t no ray of light They laid our bones We’ve fallen to rise Rise above it all Oooo buried us under Oooo feelin like thunder Dust into dust We'll climb our way back up Brush the dirt off Stronger than bones We will hold our own On the other side On the other side Oooo buried us under Oooo feelin like thunder I’m gone, but my spirit’s never felt so strong I’m goin back to where I belong I may fall, but I won’t stay down long I’ll stand tall I’ll rise like the sun Oooo buried us under Oooo feelin like thunder Oooo buried us under Oooo feelin like thunder
3.
She drives a cool Cadillac Oh she’s always outta reach She’s a certain kinda person Kind you never can teach Her mama done raised her A certain kinda way She’s certain kinda hopeless That God can’t even save Ooooh, ain’t a real lover But you’ll never let on Ooooh, you ain’t what you seem to be Smooth talker, baby don’t lie to me She’ll run on full But she’s almost empty Her eyes are cold Don’t know how they can see But her hands are sure And her lips don’t quiver Her faith don’t waiver She’s a taker not a giver Ooooh, ain’t a real lover But you’ll never let on Ooooh, you ain’t what you seem to be Smooth talker, baby don’t lie to me Sure you’ll undo Why you probably can’t say Ohhh you’ll undo It’s how you are baby How you are baby (repeat verse) Somethin’s missin and I know it ain’t right You always lead me to the dark I need to find some light False words fall The tumble and flow The wrap themselves around you You’re outta control (repeat verse)
4.
Bettin' Man 04:23
Come on babe, go and grab your clothes And darlin, please pack light We can’t take no heavy load But don’t you forget your silver and gold Four o’clock headed down the road Hour away from the mornin light My eyes burn and your back is sore But sit tight child we got a ways to go So sorry hun It’s a bad thing I done Now we got to run I’ve got a bettin man’s luck So I send my prayers up above And I ask forgiveness for All that I’ve done wrong A decade of regret Full of lies and bad bets There comin to collect on my debts So I’m gone A sure thing is all of a lie Only sure to leave your pockets dry I’ve been drivin day and night Headed down south ‘cross seven state lines So sorry hun It’s a bad thing I done Now we got to run I’ve got a bettin man’s luck So I send my prayers up above And I ask forgiveness for All that I’ve done wrong A decade of regret Full of lies and bad bets There comin to collect on my debts So I’m gone Can’t stop I gamble on and on Bet it all, ‘til everythin’s gone I’m a bettin man And I’ll be a bettin man ‘Til I die I’ve got a bettin man’s luck So I send my prayers up above And I ask forgiveness for All that I’ve done wrong A decade of regret Full of lies and bad bets They're comin' to settle all my debts So I’m gone
5.
Croak tones up yonder Slick stones green water The creek moans, it hollers Somber tones it sings today The wind’s layin low on the trees Catchin its breath Hidin in the leaves Where it goes to rest The sun has burned off the fog She’s sittin a bank listenin to the frogs Croak tones up yonder Slick stones green water The creek moans, it hollers Somber tones it sings today On a ragged patch of grass Oh, she lays Watchin the clouds roll past and cast their shade She’s happy, but the water’s sad She’s happy, but she’s been so bad Croak tones up yonder Slick stones green water The creek moans, it hollers Somber tones it sings today When the wind finally woke Sounded like a warnin It howled down the road Almost like a siren She’s wearing bloody clothes Can’t remember bleedin And can’t remember learnin the words to the song she keeps singing Croak tones up yonder Slick stones green water The creek moans, it hollers Somber tones it sings today Croak tones up yonder Slick stones green water Headstones, don’t bother All the bones will be carried away
6.
Well seems all my kin love hickory on a fire Smell of hickory on the wind A mountain still and a three-legged dog Pale full moon and the chorus of the frogs They said it was a roll of the dice But it sure don’t feel like a calamitous night Just cool mountain air Ain’t a badge in sight Oh but something just don’t seem right Come on now lets get going pops We’re being stalked by the cops Forget about the mash you got cookin in the pot Gotta leave before they catch on Whoa I hear the folks are sayin The law is layin in wait There’s a long-toothed sherriff waitin to sink his teeth Into moonshine prey And we’re racin the dawn Down the hill a meadowlark is singin a song This batch we’re cookin’s sure comin along Oh but somethin just feels all wrong So come on now lets get going pops We’re being stalked by the cops He said I can’t go mash is cookin the pot Can’t leave with a batch on Whoa This works a little unnervin I might wind up servin Time in the state pen for cookin white whiskey and bourbon A smug county sheriff with a star on his chest hollered from the trees “You’re under arrest Stop what you’re doin Hands above your heads I’ve come to take you away” Drawn to the bottle Cause of my corn liquor roots I got a hand-me-down taste For a hundred and twenty proof Let’s go I’ll say this much, my name’s on the line Gotta make this run on time, on time I’ll keep this up while the moon doth shine There ain’t no one can make a drink good as mine So go on, fight some real crime Nothin bad here, only liquor so fine From my daddy’s daddy’s daddy Down a long, long line So pure and strong And I won’t disgrace my pops By leavin the mash burn in the pot Sure as hell ain’t listenin to no panty waist cop And I ain’t leavin with a batch on” This works a little unnervin I might wind up servin Time in the state pen for cookin white whiskey and bourbon This works a little unnervin I might wind up servin Time in the state pen for cookin white whiskey and bourbon Time in the state pen for cookin white whiskey and bourbon
7.
Tomorrow I’ll rise As I did the day before Whether or not you’re here by my side I always keep you close As life goes You’ll be in my heart You’ll be in my heart As time flows You’ll be in my heart I lose track of most things in my life Except for yourself mind you You could be outta sight But I’d always know where to find you As life goes You’ll be in my heart You’ll be in my heart As time flows You’ll be in my heart Come what may You left your mark In the darkest place You’re a permanent spark With every day and as each day turns dark At the end just like at the start Love, you’ll be in my heart And I promise you love When I’m barely alive I know my last few heartbeats Will be you knocking from inside And you know when I leave my body I’ll just turn right back around ‘Cause my heart will never give you up So I’ll follow you both underground As life goes You’ll be in my heart You’ll be in my heart As time flows Come what may You left your mark In the darkest place You’re a permanent spark With every day and as each day turns dark At the end just like at the start Love, you’ll be in my heart Come what may You left your mark In the darkest place You’re a permanent spark With every day and as each day turns dark At the end just like at the start Love, you’ll be in my heart
8.
Empty bottle of Canada dry But I still got a bottle of Canadian rye On a riverboat through a place I’ll never call home Cliffs and trees all block the sun And I miss the flat land of Saskatchewan And I can’t wait to get to where I’m goin Damn, this water moves so slow Watch time flow past this boat With no meanin No meanin at all Like wind breezing Free wheelin along Weathered thoughts, worn memories Almost forgotten in the time they’re underneath But I’ll soon get back to see Two years gone, can’t make it three Cigarettes, and I don’t even smoke In my shirt pocket, case I need to warm my throat These southern nights can get so god damn cold This constant rain makes the water run And I miss the heat of a prairie sun Being away too long starts to get old Damn, this water moves so slow Watch time flow past this boat With no meanin No meanin at all Like wind breezing Free wheelin along Weathered thoughts, worn memories Almost forgotten in the time they’re underneath But I’ll soon get back to see Two years gone, can’t make it three I’m goin home Foolish thoughts ain’t stopping me I’m goin home Two years gone, can’t make it three I’m goin home Foolish thoughts ain’t stopping me I’m goin home Two years gone, can’t make it three (x2)
9.
The wind blew in from the east Effortless Some things are easy I guess I never said so But baby you know I’m gonna go I’m real sad too And since we’re telling the truth I’ll be hidin ‘hind the unbegotten sun A few missed cues Missed the run through once Now it’s done We coulda had so much fun I coulda been the one And you’ll hear the back door stutter in wind And you’ll hear the rumble of some horses fired by gasoline combustin And you’ll hear the crunchin of a gravel road And ain’t it somethin when all that you know fades into silence And you’re alone I don’t think you lied when you said what you did I guess people just change And there’s nothing you can do to help it You ain’t the same anymore Bet you can hardly remember Who you were before And you’ll hear the back door stutter in wind And you’ll hear the rumble of some horses fired by gasoline combustin And you’ll hear the crunchin of a gravel road And ain’t it somethin when all that you know fades into silence And you’re alone Love ain’t an illusion But it’s elusive, you know Can slip away without so much as a goodbye note You caught it, couldn’t hold it You lost it all Now good luck letting go I’m real sad too And since we’re telling the truth I’ll be hidin ‘hind the unbegotten sun I’ll be hidin ‘hind the unbegotten sun Unbegotten sun But you’ll hear the back door stutter in wind And you’ll hear the rumble of some horses fired by gasoline combustin And you’ll hear the crunchin of a gravel road And ain’t it somethin when all that you know fades into silence
10.

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released September 11, 2014

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Scott Richmond regina, Saskatchewan

Scott Richmond is a Saskatchewan-born and based Americana artist who blends folk, country, blues, and rock’n’roll to create a sound that is innovative, dynamic, and extremely soulful. His unique voice and style captivate audiences everywhere, and he and his band of world-class musicians transition seamlessly between full-band and stripped-down arrangements. ... more

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