Quicksilver Tequila

by Andrew Norsworthy

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1.
Put me in your pocket, baby, take me home I’ve got to stop this staying out alone Trying dead sockets with a dying phone Hanging up on your love Waking up in places I do not want to be With that face in the mirror I hope ain’t me Is that the maker of this misery? Is he good enough for your love? Is he good enough for your love? I’m so confused, I can’t understand Why you would choose a blood clot of a man I had the blues, now I’ve got a plan To be good enough for your love While I watch you working from life I find enemies inside memories Sweeping for mines on Memorial Day Poison in the air, you can barely breathe Choking on despair, people swear to believe Someone’s up there, and from death we’re freed If we’re good enough for their love I’m fighting fear, baby, we both are With what you hear it can be so hard My mind is clear as a moonshine jar Full of nothing but love Full of nothing but love While I watch you working from life I can’t stand this same old canvas But I know now what I’ve been dying to say Put me in your pocket, baby, pull me out when You’ve got time on your hands—I would gladly spend Every last second of my life trying To be good enough for your love Good enough for your love Good enough for your love
2.
Tinsel 03:45
Growing up, growing up Oh me, oh my From café kid to dive-barfly Growing up, growing up Oh my, oh me From king of the prom to flophouse fiend I wish you could see me trying Wish you knew what it takes To make my way through one more day In a world that don’t know your face anymore From good as gone to gone for good Words don’t work, they don’t do what they should Gone for good, but not for better Not one call, not one letter I wish you could see me trying Wish you knew what it takes To make my way through one more day In a world that don’t know your face anymore Whiskey and beer “Wish You Were Here” Send my regards to the jukebox angel Raise my glass to holidays past The tinsel’s still under the old pool table I wish you could see it shining
3.
Burnside 02:57
What was that Sweet thing you said That calmed down My wild head? Where’s it go When it’s gone? Before you know it We’re all moving on House up on the hill Sliding into the sea Everybody ‘round here says “Well, better him than me” Where’s it go When it’s gone? Before you know it We’re all moving on Moving on, moving on I’ll keep you singing After you’re gone If I leave ‘fore you do Please say, for me You’d do the same thing, too Old R.L. He lived long Raised his hell Played his song Where’s he now? He’s in the room Under the needle, down Deep in the groove Moving on, moving on I’ll keep you singing, long After you’re gone If I leave ‘fore you do Please say, for me You’d do the same thing, too
4.
There’s a place here in our town Where you don’t dare talk around What really matters, when it matters It matters now When I met you for a beer I did not expect to hear That you’d made it—emancipated Free and clear Walking out’s not a walkabout, now And just sticking around Is nothing to be proud of If you’ve found love If you have then, ask yourself Are you planning to share the wealth? Will you spend it, or pretend it Will save itself? Walking out’s not a walkabout, now And just sticking around Is nothing to be proud of If you’ve found love Have you found love? Well, I walked you to your car When the open sign went dark I kissed your ear Said, “you’re leaving here Free and clear Free and clear”
5.
Walking around downtown again In my same old skin Hoping I don’t see anyone I know They’re gonna ask me where I’ve been Going nowhere Up to nothing Haven’t you heard? I’ll never learn Delia was a gambling girl Alberta’s hair hung low Corrina, she’s been gone so long My bed is made with snow Going nowhere Barely someone The more I go there I’m coming undone Waking in a state of denial The morning of the day of the trial Too tired to run All my enemies started out as friends Who refuse to forgive The fallacies that a fool defends Because they want him to live Yeah, they want him to live He’s going nowhere Up to nothing Both ends will burn He’ll never learn
6.
I wake up wondering when the world will decide It’s had enough of mine, and spit me out I scrape these strings most every night Holler, moan, and shout Holler, moan, and shout Holler, moan, and shout I found a woman, back when I was lost She was cold as a steel bridge beam But in the end, that’s how I got across Now I’m standing here, redeemed Standing here, redeemed Standing here, redeemed You never know when, where, or how Trouble’s gonna turn that screw You can run, you can hide Get sanctified But you know it’s coming for you You never know when, where, or how Might as well holler, moan, and shout Might as well holler, moan, and shout Holler, moan Holler, moan Holler, moan, and shout
7.
Resolutions 02:01
All of those resolutions They were jokes he knew not to tell Ghosts see a clean getaway When you start to lie to yourself One year, you’re standing tall The next, you’re falling off of the world Some fool who had it all Then lost the faith of a girl Only to say, “all she had to do was stay All she had to do was stay” Who would I be without you, baby? I don’t ever want to know Some ugly American Carrying on with no self-control? Mornings, he blames himself But at night, it all blurs to gray A shot-and-chaser plot to erase her That always goes astray the same old way Then you’ve got to hear him say “All she had to do was stay, stay, stay All she had to do was stay All she had to do was stay”
8.
Running Back 02:10
It’s not a problem, feeling low down Some other loser’s always hanging around We’ll get so gone We’d sleep through a fire alarm Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody else who’s not running back Into her arms Someone who’s not running back I’ve tried the priest, tried the pills The strangers’ sheets, those dangerous thrills Figured nothing lasts And I fell for their fleeting charms Yeah, yeah, yeah Even the ones who went running back Into his arms The ones who went running back Oh, oh, oh I’ve seen the moon as the warden’s face Been immune to amazing grace My love is human It can’t always heal what it harms And I don’t deserve to keep running back Into your arms
9.
Blood on the sheets of a motel bed Broken bottle in the sink She’s stuck in a dream, I’m wide awake Doing all I can not to think I’ll blame a roadmap and a car that ran For another love, another love, another love lost Quicksilver tequila Doesn’t care about the cost Just one year before, I was in her parents’ antique store Walked out without a gift to give her Could’ve just introduced myself, and maybe if I had I’d have kept those promises and delivered I blamed a jukebox for a dive bar crush Another love lost, another love hushed Another love left in amateur hands Quicksilver behavior When the savior in that town sold wedding bands “Come on, let’s go," she said I opened up my eyes I couldn’t recognize my own name It was like an echo, an echo from some baggage claim My own name was an echo Ecstasy unravels When you’re traveling toward oblivion Where love is just, love is just a dare Quicksilver decisions Religion of the road to disrepair Quicksilver tequila will take you there Quicksilver tequila will take you there
10.
My Babe 02:57
My babe, oh my babe Been so good to me Tore down my trouble Broke up my misery With her, I feel wealthy She fills my cup with wine Ain’t nobody else Could treat me half as kind She paid the bail I’m out of jail I bought her a diamond ring Oh you know, I owe my babe for everything My babe had a secret She just couldn’t keep Boys, the words she whispered Well, they made me weep Talked to her daddy Her sweet mama too Said, “for my babe There’s nothing I won’t do” She’s the key I’m walking free I can’t help but sing Oh you know, I owe my babe for everything She paid the bail I’m out of jail Let them church bells ring Oh you know, I owe my babe for everything Everything
11.
They held me down ‘round midnight Cut me loose near day Without your skin against mine I can’t drive these blues away I can’t drive them away Finally—I see, I see I am the man I want to be Babe, I know You made it so In that weeping willow Nests the mourning dove Life just ain’t worth living, no Without the arms of the one you love You are the one I love Finally—I see, I see I am the man I want to be Babe, I know You made it so Can’t get along without love And just singing my song was not enough Not enough to make it grow I know how thoughts can travel When hearts beat out of time The restless mind will ramble Mine’s content, my soul’s sublime I am sublime Finally—I see, I see I am the man I want to be And babe, I know You made it so You made it so
12.
Bloodstains 02:54
I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains on my hands I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains on my hands All I want to be is a good and loving man And make it better wherever I can I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains on my hands I don’t want no gamblers’ debts in my name I don’t want no gamblers’ debts in my name You bet what you don’t have, you won’t have me to blame Can’t handle that? Hey, walk away from the game I don’t want no gamblers’ debts in my name I liar can’t keep the words in his mouth And a cheater’s dirty secrets will always come out But where he was might not be where he now stands All I want to be is a straight and honest man I can make and take my own reprimand I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains I don’t want nobody’s bloodstains on my hands

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released July 27, 2018

Produced by Johnny Sangster and Andrew Norsworthy
Recorded and mixed by Johnny Sangster at Crackle & Pop, Seattle, WA
Mastered by Ed Brooks at Resonant Mastering, Seattle, WA
All songs by Andrew Norsworthy (BMI);
“Bloodstains” contains some traditional elements

Andrew Norsworthy – Acoustic guitar, vocals, kick, Wurlitzer (“Resolutions”)
Johnny Sangster – Baritone guitar, percussion, Wurlitzer (“Free and Clear”), Farfisa organ
Patrick R. Porter – Pedal steel
Brian Lee – Electric guitar, harmonica
Daniel Walker – Hammond organ

Amanda C. Sweet – Photography and graphic design

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