Rick Dill Music

Unless otherwise noted, all songs written by Rick Dill © 2008 RBDmusic/BMI.

Tell me Jessie which way should I go?
We’ve been riding high, and swinging low,  
A whole lot of loving with nothing to show
Tell me Jessie, which way, should I go?

Help me Jessie, I’m in love with you,
Things can too fast, I know it’s true.
But we’ve worked so hard, to build a life for two,
Tell me Jessie, what should I do?

Tell me Jessie which way should I go?
We’ve been riding high, and swinging low,
A whole lot of loving with nothing to show
Tell me Jessie, which way, should I go?

Tell me Jessie, Should I go home?
Leave you runnin’ out here, on your own?
Who will pick you up,   
When you fall?
Tell me Jessie, tell me?

Winter and spring, starts it all.
You can’t always live in the summer without,
Takin’ the fall.
But the moment I try to explain it to you,
You’ve got something else, better to do.

Tell me Jessie, which way should I go?
We’ve been riding high, and swinging low
A whole lotta loving with nothing to show
Tell me Jessie, which way?

 Come With Me

Read your letter just the other day
Don’t mean nothing what you trying to say?
Don’t go acting like you’re raising the bar
Why don’t you tell who you really are.

There’s a reason for the rules in the game
You know those rules, you’re always trying to change?
Is this the real thing? I ain’t going away.
Why don’t you tell me what you want to say.

Something like, hold me, caress me
Make me know that this is gonna last
Help me, and teach me
I put it all right in your hands

And you can’t fool the one who wrote the book
I could have told you with just one look
You’ve got to face up to your destiny
Don’t say nothing  just come with me.

Silver Train

Midnight, silver train
Slowing down in the pouring rain
Car waiting at the railroad stop
For the fugutive and the nervous cop

Staring, straight ahead
Nothing’s heard, nothing’s said
Hands cuffed, a life to live,
For the nrevous cop and the fugitve

Many are the men who fail
To make a break along the trail
Run across an open field
Reach the treeline, there to kneel

Breathlessly, pray for rain
Stop the sunlight, stop the day
Stop those dogs ready to spring
From the evil heart of that silver train

We’re riding on a silver train

Local cars stand aside
When the silver train goes pounding by
On a mission, a soul survive
That fugutive is still alive

Twisted car on the side of the road
A nervous cop is going home
Hands cuffed, a life to live
The race is on for the fugitive

By now, it’s on the news
A fugutive with nothing to lose
Armed and scared no compromise
This old boy is ready to die

He’s ready, ready for pain
Ready to ride that silver train
One last run, one last ride
One last cruise on down the line

We’re riding on that silver train (all aboard).

Give Me Strength

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, her soul to keep
I can’t face this world, without her by my side

Wish I may, wish I might
Save that wish I hold tonight
And keep her from the dangers all around

So give me strength
Give me hope, give me patience
And help me cope
Give time to think about this
All these lessons I must learn
Give me strength, to hold on to her.

Highway rolling on and on
I wake up with another song
Fueled by fears of miles passing by

Here inside this giant room
A heart is beating just for you
Longing for a chance to come outside

So give me strength
Give me hope, give me patience
And help me cope
Give time to think about this
All these lessons I must learn
Give me strength, to hold on to her.

Well those holidays go by us
And those kids they override us
So we look for ways, to slow those passing years

Spread the banquet, spread the feast
Loveliness beyond belief
Your beautiful, my heart, my soul

Jump the engine, fix the flat
Wash the dishes, feed the cat
All those things that make a life with you

So give me strength
Give me hope, give me patience
And help me cope
Give time to think about this
All these lessons I must learn
Give me strength, to hold on to her.

Mr. Needle

I ain’t gonna listen, to that rain,
I ain’t gonna listen, to that rain
I ain’t gonna listen, to that rain
People don’t you bug ’til that sun shines again

No one’s gonna make me, jump off that bridge
No one’s gonna make me, jump off that bridge
No one’s gonna make me, jump off that bridge
I case you missed it, I already did

Mr. Needle, stop your pointing
Mr. Compass, who cares where you’re going
Mr. Postcard, I know you’ve been there
You ain’t gonna make me go, anywhere

Cause the river Jordan is muddy and wide
The river Jordan is muddy and wide
The river Jordan is muddy and wide
Milk and honey on the other side

Sneakin’ Suspicion

You pulled me close, and made me stay
And I wouldn’t have it, any other way
A fire’s burning, some candles too
A bottle of wine, just me and you

I’ve got a sneakin’ suspicion
This might be my day

Here in my house, we’re all the same
We get a little loving, and we play that game
Listen when we have to, stand up with the best
Be there when the time is right with some, tenderness

I’ve got a sneakin’ suspicion
This might be my day

It ain’t never easy
Living with what you have
Maybe some time
If you need to talk to me baby
You know just where I’m at

Sometimes, I can’t believe it
You chose me from all the rest
Now a fire’s burning, deep down in my heart
A little voice is telling me, we’ll never be apart

I’ve got a sneakin’ suspicion
This must be my day.

American Drift

Sittin’ at the counter tucking into my stew
Friend says the waitress has a thing for you
Hey, hey, you may be right

Filling my coffee cup without being asked
Making a case without a single glance
Hey, hey, hmm

Behind my stool, someone clears his throat
“Come on boys, it’s time to go.
You can’t stay here but you don’t have to go home.”
Hey, hey

Why’s somebody always hassling me?
Why’s a drifter have to fight to be free?
I’ve been living on that lost highway, hey, hey

I ain’t married and I got no kin, but
I’m a child of the family of men
And I’ll be moving on I just don’t know when
Hey, hey – how ’bout you?

There’s an overpass just outside of town
The rent is cheap and I can lay my body down
Hey, hey

I hear they’re hiring down in Scobeyville
If I can’t work there now, I, never will
Hey, hey

Dogs are barking in the middle of the night
Someone jabs me with a big flashlight,
“Pick up your crap and get the hell outta my sight!”
Hey, hey, all right

Why’s somebody always hassling me?
Why’s a drifter have to fight to be free?
I’ve been living on that lost highway, hey, hey

I ain’t married and I got no kin, but
I’m a child of the family of men
And I’ll be moving on I just don’t know when
Hey, hey – how ’bout you?

Carry my water, and carry my gin
Carry me Jesus, and all of my sins
Hey, hey

I anin’t heavy but I ain’t too light
Wear me like a blanket, or fly me like a kite
Hey, hey, up, up and away.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Safe and warm, wherever you are
I can see you but you seem so far, away
Hey, hey

Why’s somebody always hassling me?
Why’s a drifter have to fight to be free?
I’ve been living on that lost highway, hey, hey

I ain’t married and I got no kin, but
I’m a child of the family of men
And I’ll be moving on I just don’t know when
Hey, hey – how ’bout you?

Seven Bridges Road

Leaving down Seven Bridges Road
Leaving down Seven Bridges Road
You know that way gets longer every time I have to go
Leaving Down Seven Bridges Road

Carry on darling, carry on
Carry on darling, carry on
There’s a job in Montreal, and I’ll be gone before the dawn
Carry on darling, carry on

Chubby will get me in the morning
Cup of coffee for the road
I’ll be fine and before you know it
I’ll be home, I’ll be home, I’ll be home

Sing with me baby, sing with me
Sing with me baby, sing with me
Watch the wind running, through those willow trees
Sing with me baby, sing with me

Because that hive is humming
And those peaches are coming
We’re gonna watch the ferry hit the dock
Mom is sleeping in the porch chair, someone must have broke the clock

Leaving down Seven Bridges Road
Leaving down Seven Bridges Road
You know that way gets longer every time I have to go
Leaving down Seven Bridges Road

Unforgiving Wind

Slow, dry heat’s rising
From the shimmering desert floor
The ristras bang softly together
From the top of the back porch door

The mountains are shadows
Across the flat
Sand tries to work it’s way in
And I twist, and turn
My insides burn
In that unforgiving wind

Hell hath no fury
Like another season of scorn
You can smell, the fear and the worry
Make’s you wish you’d never been born

The mountains are shadows
Across the flat
Sand tries to work it’s way in
And I twist, and turn
My insides burn
In that unforgiving wind

Tear me away, please tear me away
Tear me away from myself
I can listen to border radio
Coming in from somewhere else

Scan for signs of returning
A dust cloud over the road
Wait and hope, and pray to hear
A song that no one else knows

The mountains are shadows
Across the flat
Sand tries to work it’s way in
And I twist, and turn
My insides burn
In that unforgiving wind

1000 Miles

Feel the sun now Jacob
Warm the soil below
Deep it’s fingers reaching
Can you hear the March winds blow?

Many here before us
Many more to come
And when you find your feet below you
You better get out there and run

I was there when you were born, boy
And I know of what I say
Naked as a jay bird
Into the world you came

Not a hint of baggage
But I believe you came to stay
And now you’re tearing at the fabric
And pulling at the chains

Run into the dawn Jake
Run whatever they say
You’ll be gone 1000 miles
Before you ever get away

Now you’re caught on a barbed wire fence
Between God and your own good sense
Out with the wandering tribes
You’re free but who knows when

You’ll take whatever they give you
Some clothes and a warm blanket
With your family growing around you
You’re gonna need a brand new tent

She wants you to be her lover
She wants you to be her friend
No one’s asking for perfection
Just do the best that you can

Let Jesus walk on the water
We’ll just stumble down this track
And when I get to my mailbox
Run all the way back

Run into the dawn Jake
Run whatever they say
You’ll be gone 1000 miles
And another 1000 miles
And another 1000 miles
Before you ever get away

Fast Ride

Easy through the curves and slow through the middle
These rain drops can’t touch me
Up one side and down the other
This forest ain’t got no trees

And all my life I’ve been out here running
Running too fast to see

Going on the fast ride
On the open plain
Going on that fast ride
On a slow train

Supper’s on the stove and mom is calling
I’m slipping on that left hand rail
Get there in time or I’m gonna catch it
This old horse is turning on his tail

And all my life I’ve been out here running
Running too fast to see

Going on that fast ride
On the open plain
Going on that fast ride
On a slow train

The faster I run, the less I’m moving
Feets don’t fail me now
Pour on the coal and spit out the embers
I might make it butI don’t know how

And all my life I’ve been out here running
Running too fast to see

Going on that fast ride
On the open plain
Going on that fast ride
On a slow train

Horse

My horse remembers every trail we ride
The names and the faces of the cows we drive
All ‘cross Missourah, the Colorado rains
Up from Texas, the dusty Kansas plains
Outside of Topeka, feelin’ kind of low
Got a long way to go

And the stars are high
The fire is glowin’
The coyotes cry
And the cattle are lowin’

I don’t know why
And there’s no way of knowin’
How far we’ll ride
Or where we are going

I was just a po boy down in the swamps
Comin’ up the river, and all that I want
Is a piece of terra firma, a big hunk of sky
Run a string of horses, that I can call mine
Maybe raise a family with the girl of my dreams
It’s not as strange as it seems

Cause the stars are high
The fire is glowin’
The coyotes cry
And the cattle are lowin’

I don’t know why
And there’s no way of knowin’
How far we’ll ride
Or where we are going

I don’t mind, a little bit of pain
Long as that horse takes me back again
Down that long trail, with the pines on the side
And the chuckwagon’s waiting
With some sweet cherry pie.

And the stars are high
The fire is glowin’
The coyotes cry
And the cattle are lowin’

I don’t know why
And there’s no way of knowin’
How far we’ll ride
Or where we are going

Looking For Friday

All my Fridays are gone
Into a weekend of sorrow
I dream of sleepy Sundays
And that bird singing outside my window

With a fever of working to make my payments
I have to remember to keep my appointments
Until I see sunlight upon the horizon
And I’m in the front seat, who’s car am I driving
Away

I’m an impostor
I’m gone through the looking glass
Where is the Mad Hatter?
What does it matter
With a fortune in futures based on illusion
They call me a winner but what is a loser
If I find Eden should I bite the apple
Or maybe cry laughing and throw it so far away
So far away

I’m looking for Friday

I’ve been alone in the desert
I’ve been on mountains so high
Saw God strike down Devil’s Tower
And those poor people fall from the sky
No one can tell me if I’m a survivor
There’s never an answer, maybe tomorrow
With full intuition I pray for salvation
I hear angel’s singing but they sound
So far away
So far away

I’m looking for Friday.

You Have A Place

You have a place in this world
I want you to know
You have a place in this world
Everywhere you go

If you seek, but have not found
If you knock, without a sound
You have a place in this world
I want you to know

You have a song in this world
I want you to know
You have a song in this world
Everywhere you go

If you sing and no one hears
If those words don’t come out clear
You have a song in this world
I want you to know

You have a voice in this world
I want you to know
You have a voice in this world
Everywhere you go

If you seek and have not found
If you knock without a sound
You have a voice in this world
You have a song in this world
You have a place in this world
I want you to know