1. |
He Takes Good Care of Me
04:33
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I can tell by the careful shuffle in his feet
That he’s bringing me my coffee in bed
As I drop the Codeine, he places in my hand
But then his pain-wracked grin, makes me bleed
‘Cause I went out honky-tonkin’ again last night
But then I dragged all my party friends home
Now the empty bottles, he’s droppin’ in the trash
Clunk through my head, just like a stone
But he takes good care of me
When I get tired of being me
It’s so hard when you’re misunderstood
Ah… but he knows I’m understated
And I’m trying to be good
He’s the only one who’ll ever know
How hard i try and just how far I’m gonna’ go
Just to be needed by the world so much
A burden they’re all going to carry
When ol’ Wanita’s hushed
I try and settle my mind, when I’m talkin’ with myself
That, it’s harder to be me, than for all of them
‘Cause I’m their wild and crazy, honky-tonkin’ Mama
That’s gonna line all their pockets, right to the seams
Oh, but I whimper his name and always, as it seems
When I look up, Baba’s standing by my bed
Jaded adoration, so finely etched in his face
Then there’s nowhere else, for the Queen to hide…
But he takes care of his honkytonk queen
When I get out of hand and I’m a little obscene
When I go off looking after everyone else
Why, he just takes his place
Up there on the shelf
‘Cause his belief is endless
He knows I get despondent
And that’s when I’m gonna’ get restless
He trusts someday, I’m gonna’ be less insecure
Ah, but right now, the whole world’s gonna’ know
There’s no cure…
He takes good care of me
When I get tired of being me
It’s so hard when you’re misunderstood
Ah… but he knows I’m understated
And I’m trying to be good
He’s the only one who’ll ever know
How hard I try and
Just how far I’m gonna’ go
Just to be needed by the world so much
A burden they’re all going to carry
When ol’ Wanita’s hushed…
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2. |
Rhinestone in the Rough
03:32
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02 - Wanita - Rhinestone in the Rough - lyrics
This ain’t Hollywood or Vegas
But I’ll show you what I’m made of
Playin’ four long sets each Friday night
Down at Manny’s Bar
I got the legs, I got the eyes
Got everything the guys ‘round here
Would think that I would ever need
For me to be a star
It’s a question of survival
I’m two years too old for idol
Sometimes, your best, well,
It isn’t good enough
I can sing like Patsy Cline
Right here ‘til closing time
Oh, I’m your little rhinestone in the rough
I’m a small fish in an ocean
Still clinging to the notion
That it’s my job to get back up
Each time life knocks me down
Just a small piece of the action
Oh, but I’m the main attraction
I’m a shining star in a small-town bar
In a small-town town
It’s a question of survival
I’m two years too old for idol
Sometimes, your best, well,
It isn’t good enough
When you sing just like Loretta
You know they won’t forget ‘ya
Oh, I’m their little rhinestone in the rough
There’s a small ten dollar cover
If you’re a country music lover
You’ll pretty soon discover
Why they drink here Friday nights
If they thought, they forgot me
There’s no way that they’re gonna’ stop me
I’ve got my wish, I can cut a disc
And get my name in lights
It’s a question of survival
I’m two years too old for idol
Sometimes, your best, well,
It isn’t good enough
And when I sing Shania
I can set this bar on fire
Oh, I’m your little rhinestone in the rough
If I sound so much like tammy
They oughta’ give this gal a Grammy
Oh, I’m your little rhinestone in the rough
Well, I’m your little rhinestone in the rough
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3. |
Everyone Else’s Too
02:40
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If you think I’m shallow
Then you’re out of your depth
‘Cause after I’ve had you laughing
I hid away and I wept
You’re only as sick as your secrets
What’s the temperature of truth
I may, be yours, babe
But, I’m everyone else’s too
You don’t know someone
‘Til you know what they want
You don’t love someone,
‘Til you know what they need
Your bark and my bark are different barks
Your dark and my dark are different darks
It’s so painful and delicious
When acceptance is overdue
I may, be yours, babe
But, I’m everyone else’s too
Your dynamite eyes are jungle wicked
And I guess, I thought you knew
I may, be yours, babe
But, I’m everyone else’s too
You think I work so hard, at pretending to be me
That I somehow forgot about you
I may, be yours, babe
But, I’m everyone else’s… too…
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4. |
Ellymay's Lullaby
03:37
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You were mine for a short,
But sweet, bitty baby time
With golden locks and
Big blue eyes that shined
But I made a mistake
When I dragged you away from Dad
Not thinking I’d crush
The heart of my best friend
So, the last few years
You’ve walked this world alone
Since that big bad wolf
Barged in and stole your Mum
Something changed that day for good
When it cracked your mind
Now, I’m trapped with him
In a big nice house to cry
So, hush my little one
Lay your pretty head
Close your eyes, don’t cry
Your mama’s right here again
Tucking you in your bed
You don’t have to hide
Go to sleep in your
Three-quarter feathers
Lay back in a different time
When your daddy comes in
Then he will sing of
All the fishies in the sea
Like all the birdies in the sky
Like them, we will fly
And not go to land
Until we’re all free
And the hurt is way behind
You’ll wake up warm
And safe and sound
Mister frost there, tickling your nose
Then the sun will shine again
On that sunny brook
The door to the dark will close
“Ellymay’s lullaby…Shhhh…. Go to sleep.”
Never once considered
I would ever go that far
‘Til the only thing I held,
Was my shining star
Flying high on the songs I’ve written
From the grief I caused
No stoppin’ to smell the rose
‘Til the petals fall
So, I went away from home
Just to cry in pain
By lovin’ that big bad wolf
And all my fame
But, I didn’t see too late
Your eyes turn grey
Those golden locks
Now matted and limp
And your childhood slippin’ away
So, hush my little one
Lay your pretty head
Close your eyes, don’t cry
Your mama’s right here again
Tucking you in your bed
You don’t have to hide
Go to sleep in your
Three-quarter feathers
Lay back in a different time
When your daddy comes in
Then he will sing of
All the fishies in the sea
Like all the birdies in the sky
Like them, we will fly
And not go to land
Until we’re all free
And the hurt is way behind
You’ll wake up warm
And safe and sound
Mister frost there, tickling your nose
Then the sun will shine again
On that sunny brook
The door to the dark will close
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5. |
Today
03:53
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When he says “I love you”,
But you’re always unsure
There’s no reasons to doubt him
But his lines don’t do it anymore
And today, when I held him
He didn’t hold on as long
I could see he was distracted
By his work or someone
And today, my world crumbled
‘cause today, I found out
Though I had my suspicions
It still tore my world apart
I always had an inkling
But I could never be sure
But today, I know for certain
He don’t love me anymore
The absence of a touch
Gets overlooked when you’re busy
The cold silence at dinner
Can be a mind full of worries
Today his dresser was moved
When I found some old pictures
Unfamiliar pretty faces
With false names and addresses
So today, I closed the door
For the last time
Well, I don’t need to wait ‘til five
Just to hear my baby lie
Today, I walk away
I ain’t hanging ‘round to hear him say
“oh darlin’, it’s nothin’
They’re just old friends of mine”
And today, my world crumbled
When today, I found out
Though I had my suspicions
It still tore my world apart
I always had an inkling
But I could never be sure
But today, I know for certain
He don’t love me anymore
But today, I know for certain
He don’t love me anymore
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6. |
Don’t You Hate That
03:42
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Thought I’d make the coffee this morning
When I crawled out of bed
But the plastic bottle and it’s last drop
Are wrapped around his head
Then I put the laundry on
Before goin’ out shoppin’
Rushin’ home to get it in by dark
But the machine was full of washin’
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
When I got through the door
I plopped down in my chair
Then I detected a familiar stench
Wafting through the air
Checked the sole of my shoe
And a dirty trail on my carpet
My neighbour’s cute little mongrel
Had left a deposit, when they parted
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Got up to use the bathroom
But my kid had just been
With two squares left on the dunny roll
No prospects of getting clean
Then I waddled to the storage cupboard
With my pants grippin’ my knees
When I noticed all the blinds wide open
For the whole world, to see the Queen
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Well, I thought I’d give it up for the day
And I’d just retire instead
But the dirty pile of sheets on the floor
Told me, he hadn’t made my bed
No matching pair in the linen
‘Couldn’t find one bloody set
That’s right; they’re still in the washer
‘Cause; HE ain’t hung ‘em out yet!
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that
Oh oh oh… don’t ya’ hate that…
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7. |
I'm Wanita
02:38
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Am I a rocker or a swinger
Tear your heart out with a weeper
What songs do I play?
Whatever I damn well please
Am I a country blues singer
Or a cowboy’s heart slinger?
Guess they’ll find out when
I kick ‘em all where it hurts
I know what I am
So what they think I am
Don’t matter an iota to me
I’m wild and I’m ropeable
Fiery, non-stoppable
Red-headed, crazy and mean
Bold and brazen
With no compromising
Exactly what you’re gonna’ see
Well, I’m Wanita
Your rockin’, swingin’, honkytonk queen
A little vulgar or crass or
Do you think I’m white trash
So careful now, you knockers
There’s some who disagree
Well, they’ve seen all my givin’
‘Til my heart’s left bleedin’
They’ll fight to the death
And defend my integrity
‘Cause they know who I am
So what you think I am
Don’t matter an iota to me
I’m wild and I’m ropeable
Fiery, non-stoppable
Red-headed, crazy and mean
Bold and brazen
With no compromising
Exactly what you’re gonna’ see
I’m Wanita
Your rockin’, swingin’, honkytonk queen
At the end of it all
I’m just having a ball
Watching reactions to all my antics
I’m Wanita
Your rockin’, swingin’, honkytonk queen
I’m Wanita
Your rockin’, swingin’, honkytonk queen
(Squeal) and don’t you forget it!
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8. |
Next Fall from Grace
02:51
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Oh darlin’, please forgive me
It’s started all again
The dark clouds are getting lower
Black dog’s howling in the wind
So, when I get crazy
And the cycle begins
Just wait on the sidelines
To hold the devil’s right hand
Most of the time I can accept
The fate that I dig myself into
All the reasons I never made it, I guess
But every now and then, I get blue
Darlin’, run for cover
I’ve done it, all again
The dark clouds are gettin’ lower
When the bottle takes command
But there’s nothing you can do
To try and influence a fool
Who lives life chasing rainbows?
Setting the bar to the moon
Most of the time I don’t regret
The fate I dug myself into
And for all the reasons I never made it, I guess
But every so often, I’m gonna’ get blue
Darlin’, please forgive me
It’s starting again
The black dog’s howling louder
And he’s circling in my head
But each time I go under
And I land flat on my face
Believe me, for the last time
It’s gonna’ be longer
‘til my next, fall from… grace
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9. |
Heartache Song
04:12
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I thank God for Jamie Johnson
That I’ve still got room to move
We’ve got time for just one more
With a slow, three-quarter groove
It’s a soundtrack to your memories
From where it all went wrong
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
It’s the way that Harlan wrote them
Gets right to your heart
And it’s the whiskey chased with memories
In that lonely, late-night bar
They’re the songs that you can drink to
When the dream is almost gone
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
You get rain with every rainbow
And a thorn with every rose
The world ain’t got it in for you
It’s just the way it goes
That’s where gals like me come in
‘cause here’s where we belong
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
There are times you wanna tell him
‘Bout the changes he’s made in you
But you need to keep it simple
Just three chords… and the truth
You were just about to sing it
But he’d already gone
That’s when; you’re going to need,
A heartache song
You get rain with every rainbow
A thorn with every rose
The world ain’t got it in for you
It’s just the way it goes
That’s where gals like me come in
But we don’t stay too long
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
You get rain with every rainbow
And a thorn with every rose
The world ain’t got it in for you
It’s just the way it goes
And that’s where fools like us come in
When the hurtin’ gets too strong
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
Sometimes you’re going to need,
A heartache song
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10. |
Hallowed Ground
02:22
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They thought I wouldn’t amount to much
For a time, so did I
Sparked by the coal miner’s daughter’s legacy,
I’ll carry until I die
Always knew I was so much different
When I felt separated in time
Like being trapped in another era
Feeling like I’d lost my mind
Today I stand on hallowed ground
Like I dreamed since I was a girl
My heart was already there
Now my voice, joins legends from before
It all seems so much clearer now
From the place where I stand
Carefully positioned in front of a microphone
Touched by legends’ hands
Music flowing all around me
My eyes so tightly closed
Thinking they stood right here before
And it’s like I’ve come home
Today, I stand on hallowed ground
Like I dreamed since I was a girl
My heart was already there
Now my voice, joins legends from before
Today, I stand on hallowed ground
Like I dreamed since I was a girl
My heart was already there
Now my voice, joins legends from before
This place is surely blessed
At last, I’m set free
Thank you, Miss Loretty
You’ve paved the way for me
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11. |
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The lights are a dimmin’
The music plays low
Well, I’ve been sitting here drinking
And watching the show
As he took down the bottle from up on the shelf
In a mirror behind it, I saw myself
And I thought…
Somehow, if somewhere, someone still cared
I’d be looking at a lady
That I was back then
Instead of living on memories
And dreams that we shared
When somehow, somewhere, someone still cared
It all started one evening
In the arms of a man
When I didn’t consider all that we had
It might have gone unnoticed
And it’s not what I planned
When my husband discovered no ring on my hand
(Oh, gee…)
Somehow, if somewhere, someone still cared
I’d be looking at a lady
That I was back then
Instead of living on memories
And dreams that we shared
When somehow, somewhere, someone still cared
Somehow, if somewhere, someone still cared
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12. |
My Last Song
04:31
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The last thing I remembered to say
Before all the pills kicked in
Was I always did my best
Right until the very end
Oh, all you teachers
Tell all your students
Your best is not good enough
But until this student is ready
Well, you have all but, given up on Wanita
So go on, you fickle-hearted
So, go on regardless, and without me
Ah, but don’t turn your heads for a moment
‘cause the world,
It don’t revolve… around you
If it be my momentary drama
Making all my words less intense
Just know my very last ones
No truer word said in jest
Oh, all you teachers,
You can tell all your students
Your best was not good enough
But until that student is ready
Well, you’ve all but given up on the queen
So go on, you fickle-hearted
Oh, go on, regardless and without me
Oh, but don’t turn your heads for a moment
‘cause the world, it don’t revolve around you
And to my only offering
Spawned from my fucking loins
I pray you can reconcile yourself
When life has flipped the coin on ya’
Dearest, dearest man of mine
What a saint to bear the load
Of loving a woman dropped to earth
From another era
Where the story’s left untold
So, I’m gracious for all your pretty flowers
You’re carefully gonna’ pick for my wreath
You know, I pray each thorn that’s gonna’ prick you
Reminds you how I bleed
Oh, all you teachers,
You can tell all your students
Their best is good enough
Oh, but until this student is ready
Well, you all but, given up on Wanita
So go on, you fickle-hearted
Oh, go on, regardless and without me
Oh, but don’t turn all your heads
For a moment
Well, the world
It don’t revolve around you
Around you
Around you
Around you
Oh no, it doesn’t
Never did, never does, never will
Revolve around you
Or me, or anyone else
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