Go Low
Music: Evatt/Kerr/Pool/Roberson
Lyrics: Kerr

Pool left town in a maroon Cadillac
Had the dice up front put the bass in the back
Headed up north down 69 where the roads turn to dust and the sun won't shine
Got into trouble with a businessman
Over where Pool said his golf balls oughtta land
Outnumbered, his back to the wall
He dialed three numbers and he got them all
Put the beer on ice, put the phone on hold
The Caucasian Boys got one more show

Kerr set out from the Piney Woods
Kissed his daughter good-bye and went off to no good
Evattuse loaded up the four-wheel drive
Bed roll, C4, and Steve Earle for the ride
Tim left out of Austin mad as Hell
Packing Dostoyevsky and shotgun shells
People tend to vanish and their cars explode
The Caucasian Boys got one more show

When there's nowhere for you to go
I will be there and you know
Just pick up the phone
I've always got your back when you go low

Crisis averted when the problem stops
Go to Target get a bucket and a mop
Clean up the mess, get out of town
Don't ask any questions and don't stick around
Let 'em wonder later who came through here
It was like a hurricane with a case of beer
You never really know what went down
The Caucasian Boys have come through town

When there's nowhere for you to go
I will be there and you know
Just pick up the phone
I've always got your back when you go low

Coincidental Minors
Music: Evatt/Kerr/Roberson
Lyrics: Kerr

When night fell we pulled over
To the side of the road
Set up camp in a roadside lot
With a thousand miles to go
Silence hung in the air like smoke
But neither could find the words
So we just stared into the fire and reminisced
About better times and different worlds

And it seems to me
All this could have turned out differently
I tilted at windmills but you called my bluff
And it was just never enough

You think you know somebody
Or at least I guess she did
The truth is unwrapped like a vicious little present
And passed around again
Everybody gets their turn for their eyes to open wide
And reality to rear its ugly head
It seals off the moment in a snapshot photograph
And you can never go back there again

And it seems to me
All this would have turned out differently
You fell like an oak tree but you got back up
And it all changed soon enough

I didn't write you a sonnet
I never stood in the rain
We never walked on the beach in the moonlight
Or a dozen other tired clichés
We had something I thought I'd never know
But it seems I still don't know what I never knew
I can't identify the feelings
But it all left with you

And it seems to me
All this should have turned out differently
I'm swimming with boots on and losing touch
And your memory's faded just like love
…and the sun's coming up

You fell like an oak tree but you got back up
And it all changed soon enough

Go With Me
Music: Kerr/Pool
Lyrics: Pool

There were women in bikinis there was sunshine on my face
I was rolling down the highway trying to find a better place
The wind went whipping through my hair turn up my radio
And a sweet voice whispered to me
I know right where you should go

Go with me
Take the key
Crack the door and come inside, run away with me tonight
Break free
Go with me, go with me

This is all so new to me I don't know quite where I should start
But the lady on the FM says just follow my heart
I've messed all that up before, but what else could I do
Well it may be sad, It's bad, but I don't know and I'll ask you

Chorus

I'm reaching out with all I've got there's nothing down below
I'll trust you if you trust me I'll lay my fears to rest
Well jump this train, it's all insane, but baby I suggest

Chorus

12 Nothing Tonight (Evatt/Kerr/Pool/Roberson)
14 Flat Out of Money In Tiajuana (Evatt/Kerr/Pool/Roberson)

IDWTG(SA)
Music: Evatt/Kerr/Pool/Roberson
Lyrics: Kerr

It's a long day's ride from pleasant
And even longer from the signs of life
The sun beats you down like an oven
The wind whips you like a knife
Scorpions and tumbleweeds
Painful sunsets and three foot trees

I don't want to go...San Angelo

The interstate won't come this far
Sunbaked houses and weatherbeaten cars
There's no culture, nothing doing
No brothers, and too much Tejano music

They're selling shoes in the Wal-Mart parking lot
they all run when somebody see's the cops
I don't care, tell me it's not that hot
But I don't ever remember
Another place where I ever felt this way
It's an opportunity I'll let slip away
This is not once in a lifetime for me
This is just another day

I don't want to go to San Angelo
My tires are melted and my engines blown
My cap's faded, I'm soaking through my clothes
No habla Espanol
They beat the dead horse in this one horse town
It takes all night for the sun to go down
I like my trees farther off the ground
I don't want to stick around

I don't want to go...San Angelo

20 Hannah Elaine (Kerr/Pool)