Run, Engine, Run

by Trapper Schoepp & The Shades

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released 25 September 2012

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Track Name: So Long
So long to the evening
Today passed me by
So long, so long, so long
Tomorrow I’m leaving
Can’t give her more time
So long, so long, so long

No sad goodbye in the back of my mind
Take to the highway, leave everything behind
It’s like riding uphill on the centerline
You can’t trust in the other side

So long to the evening
Today passed me by
So long, so long, so long
Tomorrow I’m leaving
Can’t give her more time
So long, so long, so long

I’ve found the things your money couldn’t buy
The still of a breeze, the breath in a sigh
I just lost my reason to try
That’s why I had to say bye

So long to the evening
Today passed me by
So long, so long, so long
Tomorrow I’m leaving
Can’t give her more time
So long, so long, so long

So long to the evening
A new day will rise
So long, so long, so long

Additional musicians:
David Boigenzahn – Guitar
Dan McMahon – Piano
Gina Romantini – Violin
Track Name: Cold Deck
There’s a Packer hat under the telephone

I wish you were here, but I’m all-alone
There’s an unread note on the counter top
I got halfway through and had to stop

We were divided by the county line
I was born on the border along red pine
We went to different schools senior year
You’re someone else’s now I hear

The country station on the city bus
I jumped barbwire to climb Barn Bluff
I had a cheap cigar at the very top
And I threw a rock just to see it drop

Our cold deck
It ain’t dealt
It ain’t dealt yet
We were rearranged
And still lost
Still lost the game

It took two years, I’m not sure what for
Of wishing I was back behind your door
I took two shots of the good stuff
I’d take some more but I’ve had enough

Meet me in the middle of that frozen lake
Midnight’s fine, no time’s too late
I’ll wait around like baited line
Let’s fall in love a second time

Our cold deck
It ain’t dealt
It ain’t dealt yet
We were rearranged
And still lost
Still lost the game

I hear the radio buzz by the telephone
I wish you were here, but I’m all alone
It took two years, I’m not sure what for
I’m still the same as I was before

Our cold deck
It ain’t dealt
It ain’t dealt yet
We were rearranged
And still lost

Still lost the game

Additional musicians:
David Boigenzahn – Guitar
Dan McMahon – Piano
“Spacey” Casey Prestwood – Pedal Steel Guitar
Gina Romantini – Violin
Track Name: Wishing Well
Once I was bound by the sound of a river
Mistook lies for honesty
Wasted my days down in the deep end
Hoping you wouldn’t notice me

I cut corners and ran out of this town
Put all my quarters in a washing machine
I got nervous when you said I’d forgotten
The one I used to be

I’d tell you I’m sorry
But you know that I’m not
I’d give you more
But I’ve given to you all I’ve got
I’ve ran out of luck
And I think you can tell
I’m down at the bottom of a wishing well

Once I was bound by the sound of a school bell
Mistook friends for family
Hiding out in a seat in the back row
Dazed and dreaming of a better place to be

I never knew which way to go, so
I went back and forth like a swinging door
You always joked I’d be a star on the stage
Or maybe just a scuff on the floor

I’d tell you I’m sorry
But you know that I’m not
I’d give you more
But I’ve given to you all I’ve got
I’ve ran out of luck
And I think you can tell
I’m down at the bottom of a wishing well

Once I was bound by the sound of a river
Mistook lies for honesty

Wasted my days down in the deep end
Hoping you wouldn’t notice me

Additional musicians:
Dan McMahon – Organ
Track Name: Tracks
Sam, won’t you please take me
West to Wyoming, down the valley?
Can we go and never come back?
Let the dust rise up and cover our tracks

When you feel like you know everyone you meet
And you’re walking up and down the same old street
When the salt starts to lose its taste
You better find yourself in another place

You can hang tight but not too long
Dream all night and in the morning it’s gone
Just how long, how long will you wait?
And what more, what more can you take?

Sam, won’t you please take me
West to Wyoming, down the valley?
Can we go and never come back?
Let the dust rise up and cover our tracks

What doesn’t seem right isn’t always wrong
If the law is the light, I’ll honor the dawn
He got down on a knee, said “Be patient, please”
Peter said, “Yes, but you gotta’ do the same for me”

You can buy it, but they made it to break
It gets harder to tell the real from the fake
Spark a Lucky Strike and watch the smoke fade
This storm will blow away Your Hit Parade

Sam, won’t you please take me
West to Wyoming, down the valley?
Can we go and never come back?
Let the dust rise up and cover our tracks

There’s a girl who someday I’ll meet
She has jewels on her hands and dirt on her feet
And she promised a prayer for me
If I ever make it back to Milwaukee

Sam, won’t you please take me
West to Wyoming, down the valley?
Can we go and never come back?
Let the dust rise up and cover our tracks

Additional musicians:
David Boigenzahn – Guitar
Dan McMahon – Piano
Gina Romantini - Violin
Track Name: Run, Engine, Run
He left his Mercedes Benz, a ruby red from ‘64
We’d wipe that hood clean and push the pedal to the floor
Last night we went out driving to see the fields my grandpa sweat
Those South Dakota summers just get harder to forget

Run, engine, run
Keep turning ‘till the day is done
Run, engine, run
For the man who asked for none

He won her at an auction just a couple months before
It seemed he gave away everything he saved up to afford
He wore a cowboy hat, a pearl snap shirt
Got up real early for his daily work
He was tied to a tradition from a long time ago

Run, engine, run
Keep turning ‘till the day is done
Run, engine, run
For the man who asked for none

I was sixteen, riding shotgun, it was he, my brother, and I
Along Black Hills gold, the prairie cold, he looked up at the sky
We took the four wheels for a test ride to the Prairie House restaurant
He called the waitress over and joked, “Surprise me with whatever you’d want”

Run, engine, run
Keep turning ‘till the day is done
Run, engine, run
For the man who asked for none

Additional musicians:
David Boigenzahn – Guitar
Dan McMahon – Piano
“Spacey” Casey Prestwood – Pedal Steel Guitar
Gina Romantini – Violin

Geoff Sanoff – Bass
Track Name: Pins and Needles
I’ve lost my way, won’t you stay with me awhile?

I’ve got a bad, bad back
Pins and needles in a stack
Won’t you please tell the nurse
Medication makes it worse

Close the windows, shut the shades
You can try and numb the pain
Don’t want X-rays
Just want you to hear me say

I’ve lost my way, won’t you stay with me awhile?

Mouth is dry, legs weak
IV’s runnin’ like a creek
On a scale of one to ten
Please don’t ask me that again
Well maybe, St. Mary
Will help me carry every pound
If I get up is my head spinning
Or am just looking around?

I’ve lost my way, won’t you stay with me awhile?

Additional musicians:
Dan McMahon – Lap Steel Guitar, Organ
Track Name: Ally
We met in the spring
You let me right in
To a place I could call my own

Now I’m buried
It’s February
And I’m staring at melting snow

I used to be sure
But now I just doubt
I wish it were August
So we could try to work it out

I’d beg, steal or borrow
Just to see you tomorrow
Your memory won’t let me be

I’d be cautious, I’d be kind
And wait when you fall behind
Won’t you do the same for me, Ally?

I used to be sure
But now I just doubt
I wish it were August
So we could try to work it out

I’ve had the kitchen light on
Since the day you’ve been gone
I’ve been drinking the whole afternoon

And this sweet sugar cane
Just don’t taste the same
It’s got me bent up just like a spoon

I’m leaned back in my chair
Thinking of a place where
The ground doesn’t ever freeze

But I’ll wait for the rain
If it drives me insane
Won’t you do the same for me, Ally?

I used to be sure
But now I just doubt
I wish it were August
So we could try to work it out
Track Name: To Have You Around
Through Minnesota, Eau Claire, and Osseo
Yeah, me and my baby had a long way to go
So we stopped and slept in the backseat
Of that old Mercedes Benz

I rolled down the window to catch the air
And as she ran her fingers through my hair
I turned and took one long stare
At the miles and miles with nothing there

When the night don’t make a sound
And I’m not sure where I’m bound
It’s good to have you around

I could see her smile in the rear view mirror
As we watched a firefly disappear
I felt the heat of her breath, cause she’d always let me be
Close enough to hear

Under an orange sky in the middle of July
The wind blew in the bitter smell of pine
What I wished would last, will quickly pass
I wanna be here for now

When the night don’t make a sound
And I’m not sure where I’m bound
It’s good to have you around
Track Name: Twenty Odd Years
I ain’t got no one to blame
I am bound to my dying name
Lay me down on a bed of shame
And all I ask is for one more day

I’ve done twenty odd years
But my time’s not enough
I’ve been walking down death row
Since the day I was cuffed
I’m not looking for forgiveness
Lord knows I’ve changed
I wouldn’t do no wrong
But they don’t see it that way

I ain’t got no one to blame
I am bound to my dying name
Lay me down on a bed of shame
And all I ask is for one more day

I’ve been pacing around
Cell block three

Some of us will stay here
Well I guess I’ll get to leave
Handsome Harry couldn’t escape
Had no famous last words
But when his face was uncovered
His blue eyes were blazing
He appeared to be saying something no one had heard

I ain’t got no one to blame
I am bound to my dying name
Lay me down on a bed of shame
And all I ask is for one more day

Now my cell is empty
The chaplain’s just left
As my officer arrives
I hold my breath

I ain’t got no one to blame
I am bound to my dying name
Lay me down on a bed of shame
And all I ask is for one more day
Track Name: I-94
In the tail lights, a fist fight
Pierce County, Friday night
Cops came, Jonny’s blamed
And it made it on the front page

County fair grandstand
Three dollars for a stamp on your hand
Under fireworks nothing’s wrong
A polka band plays all night long

West on 94
Gonna lead me to my door
On the radio is a song that I remember
And it’s the same here as yesterday
Like I never went away
But the broken cars, the basement bars and steeples
Are turning grey

Right along the Mississippi
This town’s Cooperative Creamery
Gravel road, sundown
A big moon shines over this small town

West on 94
Gonna lead me to my door
On the radio is a song that I remember
And it’s the same here as yesterday
Like I never went away
But the broken cars, the basement bars and steeples
Are turning grey
Track Name: Wednesday, My Dear
She was standing with her shadow
Leaned back by the record machine
I could tell her glass was empty
In the light of the jukebox gleam

She showed up once a week
And heard me play my guitar
They were the same chords, the same songs
Under the speaker by the bar

Wednesday, my dear,
How can I make it clear?
I’ve been looking for love
And it’s never been so near

She’d been working the day shift
At a diner that’s 50’s themed
I could tell just in the way she smiled
That it wasn’t her childhood dream

I’m playing ‘til last call
And tonight just feels so long
If we’re both desperate
Then come on just sing along

Wednesday, my dear,
How can I make it clear?
I’ve been looking for love
And it’s never been so near

Maybe someday I’ll know her name
Track Name: Mercy Blues
If my sins are delivered
That won’t set me free
I pay my dues everyday
Cause my sins stay close to me

I told a lie and baby you believed it
I told a lie and I’m here to admit
I won’t do it no more cause you’re catching on to me

I hit the bottle and let my mouth run
And I hit the bottle just to have a little fun
But just the bottle and me ain’t the best of company

I stole a dime and they set me free
I stole a dime just getting greedy
I just won’t do it no more cause the law ain’t too friendly

I pulled the trigger, man tried to run
I pulled the trigger, my father said:
“Son, if you got an itchy finger, boy don’t hold a gun.”

Street preacher man he don’t like me
He says I’ll burn for an eternity
Well, Jesus Christ won’t you have a little mercy?

We’ll see ya.