Western Stars (2019) - full transcript
Live concert performance of Bruce Springsteen singing songs from his album 'Western Stars'.
Western Stars
is a 13-song meditation
on the struggle
between individual freedom
and communal life.
There are two sides
of the American character.
One is transient,
restless, solitary.
But the other is collective
and communal,
in search of family,
deep roots,
and a home
for the heart to reside.
These two sides
rub up against one another,
always and forever
in everyday American life.
The barn.
We've got a 100-year-old barn
on our property
built in the late 1800s,
and the hayloft
is simply a spiritual space.
It has
a high cathedral ceiling
that used to be packed
with enough winter hay
to reach
from the floor to the roof.
Since we've had the place,
we've held barn dances,
weddings,
harvest parties up there.
So it's a space
filled with the best kind
of ghosts and spirits.
When we knew we were going
to filmWestern Stars,
due to the instrumentation,
I knew we'd need some place
that could fit
a 30-piece orchestra.
Our barn is a structure
that speaks to you.
Its natural beauty,
the artistry
of its construction,
the aged wood.
It's like
a fine instrument itself.
And it sounds good.
It's just got soul.
So for a few days,
we got to play
for a few friends
and entertain the horses
down below.
So come on in,
'cause we're about
to start our tale
with a man just standing by the roadside.
To having a great time.
♪ Thumb stuck out as I go ♪
♪ And I'm just travelin'
Up the road ♪
♪ Well, maps don't do much
For me, friend ♪
♪ I follow the weather
And the wind ♪
♪ I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Got what I can carry
In my song ♪
♪ I'm a rolling stone
Just rolling on ♪
♪ Catch me now 'Cause tomorrow I'll be gone ♪
♪ Family man gives me a ride ♪
♪ Got his pregnant Sally
At his side ♪
♪ Yes, indeed, sir
Children are a gift ♪
♪ Well, thank you kindly
For the lift ♪
♪ Well, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Trucker gears
His engine down ♪
♪ Says, "Climb on up, son
I'm highway bound" ♪
♪ Well, dashboard picture
Of a pretty girl ♪
♪ I'm ridin' high
On top of the world ♪
♪ I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Gearhead in a souped-up '72 ♪
♪ Wants to show a kid
Just what this thing'll do ♪
♪ Telephone poles and trees
Go whizzin' by ♪
♪ Well, thank you, pal
She sure can fly ♪
♪ Hey, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Well, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Hey, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
Cars.
This is my 19th album
and I'm still writing
about cars.
Writing about
the people in 'em, anyway.
Why? I don't know.
I guess the car remains
a powerful metaphor for me.
We still live
a lot of our lives
here in America in cars...
just trying to get
from one place to another,
from one place to another.
Now, I suppose 40 years ago,
they were a potent metaphor
for open roads, freedom.
Today, not so much.
At best, they're a metaphor
for movement.
When we're in a car,
we can feel like
we're always moving forward,
over the rise,
around the bend,
into the future.
It can settle
the spirit sometimes.
But are we moving forward?
A lot of the time,
we're just moving.
♪ It's the same sad story ♪
♪ Love and glory
Goin' 'round and 'round ♪
♪ It's the same old cliche ♪
♪ A wanderer on his way
Slippin' from town to town ♪
♪ Some find peace here
On the sweet streets ♪
♪ The sweet streets of home ♪
♪ Where kindness falls
And your heart calls ♪
♪ For a permanent place
Of your own ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I drift from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ You start out slow
In a sweet little bungalow ♪
♪ Something two can call home ♪
♪ Then the rain comes fallin' ♪
♪ The blues come calling ♪
♪ You're left
With a heart of stone ♪
♪ Some folks are inspired
Sitting by the fire ♪
♪ Slippers tucked
Under the bed ♪
♪ When I go to sleep
I can't count sheep ♪
♪ For the white lines
In my head ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I roam from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
Come on!
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I roam from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
Come on, Charlie!
Change.
How do you change yourself?
I've spent my 10,000 hours,
and then some,
learning my musical craft.
But I've spent
a lot more time than that,
some 35 years,
trying to learn how to let go
of the destructive parts
of my character.
They did not go easily
into that good night.
For a long time,
if I loved you
and if I felt
a deep attachment to you,
I would hurt you if I could.
It was a sin,
and I still have days
when I struggle with it.
But I've gotten better.
Through the love
of my family,
my good friends,
I've learned how to love.
And to be compassionate
with those close to me,
and to try and live
with some small honor.
"Tucson Train" is about a guy
who's trying to follow
his better angels,
working in the sun
for a new start.
He's trying to change.
-One, two,
one, two, three, four.
♪ I got so down
And out in Frisco ♪
♪ Tired of the pills
And the rain ♪
♪ I picked up
Headed for the sunshine ♪
♪ I left a good thing behind ♪
♪ Seemed all of our love
Was in vain ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ I come here
Lookin' for a new life ♪
♪ One I wouldn't
Have to explain ♪
♪ To that voice That keeps me awake at night ♪
♪ When a little peace
Would make everything right ♪
♪ If I could just
Turn off my brain ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Well, we fought hard
Over nothin' ♪
♪ We fought
Till nothin' remained ♪
♪ I've carried that nothin'
For a long time ♪
♪ Now I carry
My operator's license ♪
♪ And spend my days
Just runnin' this crane ♪
♪ My baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Hard work'll clear
Your mind and body ♪
♪ The hard sun
Will burn out the pain ♪
♪ If they're lookin' for me
Tell 'em, buddy ♪
♪ I'm waitin'
Down at the station ♪
♪ Just prayin'
To the five-fifteen ♪
♪ I'll wait
All God's creation ♪
♪ Just to show her
A man can change ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ On the Tucson train ♪
♪ On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Waitin' on the five-fifteen ♪
♪ Here she comes ♪
Western Stars
is the heart of the record.
It was my reference point
when I was searching
for who my character was
and where he, I, was headed.
You've got
a fading Western film star
watching the world change
around him.
Watching it pass him by.
He's left
doing Viagra commercials,
and weekend rodeoing
in the desert,
east of Los Angeles,
with some Mexicancharros
who've come across
la frontera.
He lives
in the Hollywood Hills,
frequents LA watering holes,
where he's the oldest guy
in the room.
But he's still got
an inner compass
that doesn't allow him
to bullshit himself.
He knows exactly who he is,
what he's done,
the good,
the bad and the ugly of it.
It's his small redemption...
and he's made a relative peace with himself.
He's losing old friends
quickly,
a lot of empty boots.
But he wakes up
in the morning,
glad that his are still on.
♪ I wake up in the morning ♪
♪ Just glad my boots are on ♪
♪ Instead of empty
In the whispering grasses ♪
♪ Down the Five
At Forest Lawn ♪
♪ On the set
The makeup girl brings me ♪
♪ Two raw eggs
And a shot of gin ♪
♪ Then I give it all up
For that little blue pill ♪
♪ That promises to bring it
All back to you again ♪
♪ Yeah, ride me down easy ♪
♪ Ride me down easy, friend ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Here in the canyons
Above Sunset ♪
♪ The desert
Don't give up the fight ♪
♪ A coyote with someone's
Chihuahua in its teeth ♪
♪ Skitters 'cross my veranda
In the night ♪
♪ Some lost sheep
From Oklahoma ♪
♪ Sips her mojito
Down at the Whiskey Bar ♪
♪ Smiles and says
She thinks she remembers me ♪
♪ From that commercial
With the credit card ♪
♪ Hell, these days
There ain't no more ♪
♪ Now there's just again ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Sundays
I take my El Camino ♪
♪ Throw my saddle in and go ♪
♪ East to the desert
Where the charros ♪
♪ They still ride and rope ♪
♪ Our American brothers ♪
♪ Cross the wire and bring
The old ways with them ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Once I was shot
By John Wayne ♪
♪ Yeah, it was
Towards the end ♪
♪ That one scene's bought me
A thousand drinks ♪
♪ Set me up and I'll tell it
For you, friend ♪
♪ Here's to the cowboys ♪
♪ And riders in the whirlwind ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ And the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Tonight
The riders on Sunset ♪
♪ Are smothered
In the Santa Ana winds ♪
♪ And the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
-♪ Come on
And ride me down easy ♪
♪ Ride me down easy, friend ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ Just glad my boots were on ♪
Saturday night,
let's rock and roll!
You've got to have
a Saturday night.
I used to take my bike up into the Santa Monica Mountains,
where there was
a weekend club.
Hundreds of bikes,
a live band,
folks dancing
from afternoon till night.
I'd have a few tequilas,
and watch the parade.
One, two, three, four!
♪ There's a place
Out on the highway ♪
♪ 'Cross
The San Bernardino line ♪
♪ Where the truckers
And the bikers ♪
♪ Gather every night
At the same time ♪
♪ At seven, the band comes in ♪
♪ And locals
Dance the night away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ I drive on down
From the big town Friday ♪
♪ When the clock strikes five ♪
♪ As the red sun
Sets in the ocean ♪
♪ I start to come alive ♪
♪ Summer girls
In the parking lot ♪
♪ Slap on their makeup And they flirt the night away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ Joe came home in '45
And took out a GI loan ♪
♪ On a sleepy little spot ♪
♪ An army cook
Could call his own ♪
♪ He married May
The highway come in ♪
♪ And they woke up to find ♪
♪ They were sitting on top Of a pretty little gold mine ♪
Whoo.
♪ Saturday night
The lights are bright ♪
♪ As the folks pour in
From town ♪
♪ Joe keeps the blues playin' ♪
♪ At the bar
May lays the beers down ♪
♪ I come through the door ♪
♪ And feel the workweek
Slip away ♪
♪ See you out on the floor ♪
♪ And Monday morning's
A million miles away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
Come on, Charlie!
One more time around, Charles.
Come on!
-Whoo!
In "Drive Fast,"
I had that metaphor...
of the stuntman.
Which is always
a metaphor of risk,
and of, uh, this idea that
we all have our broken pieces.
What frightens
and what exhilarates
and inspires us,
are often very close together.
Those feelings are the essence of what drives us to risk...
in life and in love.
Everybody's broken
in some way.
Physically,
emotionally, spiritually.
In this life,
nobody gets away unhurt.
I wrote a song about a guy
not just finding the
fearlessness to do his job,
but the fearlessness to risk
being with somebody
that you love.
We're always trying
to find somebody
whose broken pieces fit
with our broken pieces,
and something whole emerges.
So, it was
just a good metaphor
for a story like that.
One, two,
one, two, three, four.
♪ I got two pins in my ankle
And a busted collarbone ♪
♪ A steel rod in my leg
But it walks me home ♪
♪ At nine, I climbed high
Into the boughs ♪
♪ Of our neighborhood's
Tallest tree ♪
♪ I don't remember the fear
Just the breeze ♪
♪ Drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ Don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ At 19
I was the king of the dirt ♪
♪ Down at the Remington draw ♪
♪ I liked the pedal
And I didn't mind the wall ♪
♪ 'Midst the roar
Of the metal ♪
♪ I never heard a sound ♪
♪ I was looking for anything ♪
♪ Any kind of drug To lift me up off this ground ♪
♪ Yeah, drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ We met on the set
Of this B-picture ♪
♪ That she made ♪
♪ She liked her guys
A little greasy ♪
♪ 'Neath her pay grade ♪
♪ We headed down to Baja ♪
♪ In the desert
We made our stand of it ♪
♪ Figured maybe together
We could get ♪
♪ The broken pieces to fit ♪
♪ Drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ Keep me in your heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I got two pins in my ankle
And a busted collarbone ♪
♪ A steel rod in my leg
But it walks me home ♪
It's easy to lose yourself...
or never find yourself.
The older you get,
the heavier
that baggage becomes
that you haven't
sorted through.
So you pay the price.
And the older you get,
the higher that price is.
But in the past,
putting yourself on the line,
putting your heart
on the line,
has bred nothing but pain
and failure, so you run.
I've done a lot
of that kind of running.
You lose control
of your desires,
your appetites, your temper,
and you reap what you sow.
You run until
you've left everything
that you've loved
and loves you behind.
♪ Guess it was somethin'
I shouldn't have done ♪
♪ Guess I regret it now ♪
♪ Ever since I was a kid ♪
♪ Tryin' to keep
My temper down ♪
♪ Is like chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ I left my home
Left my friends ♪
♪ I didn't say goodbye ♪
♪ I contract out to the BLM ♪
♪ Up on the Montana line ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ We're out before sunup ♪
♪ We're in after sundown ♪
♪ There's two men
In the chopper ♪
♪ Two under saddle
On the ground ♪
♪ In the evenings
We'd hop in the pickup ♪
♪ Head into town for a drink ♪
♪ I make sure I work till I'm so damn tired ♪
♪ Yeah, way too tired
To think ♪
♪ You lose track of time ♪
♪ It's all just storms
Blowin' through ♪
♪ You come rollin'
'Cross my mind ♪
♪ Your hair flashin'
In the blue ♪
♪ Like wild horses ♪
♪ Just like wild horses ♪
♪ Just like wild horses ♪
♪ A fingernail moon
In a twilight sky ♪
♪ I'm ridin' in the high grass Of the switchback ♪
♪ I shout your name
Into the canyon ♪
♪ The echo throws it back ♪
♪ The winter snow whites
Out the plains ♪
♪ Till it can turn you blind ♪
♪ The only thing
Up here I've found ♪
♪ Is tryin' to get you
Off my mind ♪
♪ It's like
Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
Oh!
Sundown.
A new day in a new town.
I had a gal in New Jersey
who broke my heart,
ripped it to shreds,
trampled on it,
and sent it to me, COD,
in a paper bag.
So, I was out of there,
on the first ride west,
no looking back.
I was going to build
a new life in California,
3,000 miles away
from the pain.
But it didn't, uh, take long
before my luck ran out
and my money ran out.
And it just wasn't
gonna happen, so...
Well, this song was my shot,
my tribute to all
the great Jimmy Webb songs
about character and place.
Here, we find my brother
in heartbreak,
a long way from home.
Trying to work it off,
sweat it out,
over a long, lonely summer
in a faraway town.
♪ I'm twenty-five hundred
Miles ♪
♪ From where I wanna be ♪
♪ It feels like a hundred years Since you've been near to me ♪
♪ I guess what goes around ♪
♪ Baby, comes around ♪
♪ Just wishing
You were here with me ♪
♪ In Sundown ♪
♪ Sundown ain't
The kind of place ♪
-♪ You want to be on your own ♪-
♪ It's all long, hot
Endless days ♪
♪ And cold nights all along ♪
♪ I drift from bar to bar ♪
♪ Here in lonely town ♪
♪ Just wishing
You were here with me ♪
♪ Come sundown ♪
♪ Come sundown ♪
♪ Sundown the cafes are filled With lovers passing time ♪
♪ Sundown all I've got
Trouble on my mind ♪
♪ So I work all day out here
On the county line ♪
-♪ I tell myself ♪
♪ It's all just gonna
Work out in time ♪
♪ When summer's through ♪
♪ You'll come around ♪
♪ That little voice
In my head's ♪
♪ All that keeps me
From sinking down ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
♪ When summer's through ♪
-♪ You'll come around ♪
-♪ You'll come around ♪
♪ That little voice
In my head's ♪
♪ All that keeps me ♪
-♪ From sinking down ♪
-♪ Sinking down ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
I wrote this song quickly
at the kitchen table
one morning.
It's just about being lost
on the highway of life.
Lost is something I'm...
I'm good
at writing about.
Sometimes
you've been too beat up,
or haven't healed enough
of the fear out of you,
to know a good thing
when you've found it.
Sometimes you just gravitate
to the pain.
It's what you're used to.
It's how
you recognize yourself.
It feels like home.
It feels more familiar to you
than love.
So that's where you go.
You don't know
how to hold onto love,
but you know
how to hold onto hurt.
♪ Came into town
With a pocketful of songs ♪
♪ I made the rounds
But I didn't last long ♪
♪ I'm out on this highway
With a bone-cold chill ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
north of Nashville ♪
♪ I lie awake
In the middle of the night ♪
♪ Makin' a list of things
That I didn't do right ♪
♪ With you at the top
Of a long page filled ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ For the deal I made
The price was strong ♪
♪ I traded you for this song ♪
♪ We woke each morning
With hearts filled ♪
♪ Bluebird of love
On the windowsill ♪
-♪ Now the heart's unsteady
The night is still ♪
♪ All I've got's this melody
And time to kill ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
Lies.
They will devour
everything you have
and everything
you will ever have.
Faith.
Hope.
Trust.
All those things
that are hard to come by.
That's what grows
your garden of love.
Lies will try to make a fool
out of all those things.
But without them?
All you have is stones.
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ I pulled my collar
To the wind ♪
♪ And spit them on the ground ♪
♪ You said those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Sat on the edge of our bed
In the sun ♪
♪ I felt them gather
On my tongue ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ The dirt-brown winter field ♪
♪ A thousand black crows
Cover the ground ♪
♪ You say those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Autumn wind blows
Through the trees ♪
♪ The dark leaves
Come tumbling down ♪
♪ You say those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ I walk a highway
Washed in sun ♪
♪ I feel weight
Gather on my tongue ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are only ♪
♪ The lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
"Miracle" is
a Southern California
pop symphony
about throwing away
the best thing you ever had.
That's the perfect ingredient
for an epic pop single.
Love is one of
the only miracles
God has given us
daily proof of on earth.
And while we do our best
to disprove this idea,
love is there to better us.
But you must work
for its blessings.
Love and the creative life
it births
is a small, sweet sign
of God's divinity within us.
Now, my man in this song
knows the rules.
Works to abide by them.
But sometimes our fears,
our old habits
and our insecurities
get the best
of the best that's within us.
And there goes my miracle.
♪ Sunrise, sundown ♪
♪ The street's gone
Golden brown ♪
♪ Auburn skies above ♪
♪ I'm searching for my love ♪
♪ I'm searching for my love ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes my miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Moonlight, moon bright ♪
♪ Where's my lucky star
Tonight? ♪
♪ Streets lost in lamp light ♪
♪ Then suddenly in sight ♪
♪ Suddenly in sight ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
-♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done
Oh, oh ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
♪ Look what we've done ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ Heartache, heartbreak ♪
♪ Love gives, love takes ♪
♪ The book of love
Holds its rules ♪
♪ Disobeyed by fools ♪
♪ Disobeyed by fools ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Sunrise, sundown ♪
A love song.
It's the redemption
of your heart.
Your soul transformed
through hard thought,
hard times,
and hard realizations.
We drive out of the darkness
into sunshine and love.
Quote,
"You fall in love with lonely, you end up that way."
I wish on you and yours
only love,
companionship,
God's blessing,
and a guiding light
through the dark
for all your days.
♪ Had enough
Of heartbreak and pain ♪
♪ Had a little sweet spot
For the rain ♪
♪ For the rain
And skies of gray ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always liked
My walking shoes ♪
♪ But you can get a little
Too fond of the blues ♪
♪ You walk too far
You walk away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine ♪
♪ Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always loved
A lonely town ♪
♪ Those empty streets
No one around ♪
♪ You fall in love with lonely You end up that way ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always liked
That empty road ♪
♪ No place to be
And miles to go ♪
♪ But miles to go
Is miles away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Yeah, miles to go
Is miles away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine ♪
-Here we are.
When Patti and I got together,
there was nothing guaranteed.
We didn't know where our love
was gonna take us.
All we had was the next day,
and the shaky faith that
it would lead us somewhere.
We had to sneak around
so I'd meet her
on the same bench in Chelsea,
across from the Empire Diner
when I came
into New York City.
I'd bring some beer
in a paper bag
and we'd sit and talk.
That was the bench
I proposed to her on,
and where we brought
our first son, Evan,
and carved our initials
into the wood.
That was
some 30 years ago now.
And marriage still doesn't
bring along its guarantees.
Just the faith and love
you have in one another
and the next day.
♪ There's a place
On a blank stretch of road ♪
♪ Where nobody travels
And nobody goes ♪
♪ The deskman says
These days 'round here ♪
♪ Well, two young folks could
Probably up and disappear ♪
♪ Into rustlin' sheets
A sleepy corner room ♪
♪ Into the musty smell ♪
♪ Of wilted flowers
And lazy afternoon hours ♪
♪ At the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Well, the pool's filled
With empty eight-foot deep ♪
♪ Got dandelions growin' up ♪
♪ Through the cracks
In the concrete ♪
♪ Chain-link fence
Half-rusted away ♪
♪ Got a sign says, "Children
Be careful how you play" ♪
♪ Your lipstick taste
And your whispered secret ♪
♪ I promised I'd never tell ♪
♪ A half-drunk beer
Your breath in my ear ♪
♪ At the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Well, then it's ♪
♪ Bills and kids
And kids and bills ♪
♪ And the ringing of the bell ♪
♪ Across the valley floor ♪
-♪ Through the dusty
Screen door ♪
-♪ Dusty screen door ♪
♪ Of the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Last night, I dreamed
Of you, my lover ♪
♪ And the wind
Blew through the window ♪
♪ And blew off the covers ♪
♪ Of my lonely bed I woke to something you said ♪
♪ It's better to have loved
Yeah ♪
♪ It's better to have loved ♪
♪ As I drove, there was
A chill in the breeze ♪
♪ And leaves tumbled
From the sky and fell ♪
♪ Onto a road so black
As I backtracked ♪
♪ To the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ She was boarded up and gone
Like an old summer song ♪
♪ Nothing but an empty shell ♪
♪ I pulled in And stopped into my old spot ♪
♪ I pulled a bottle of Jack
Out of a paper bag ♪
♪ Poured one for me
And one for you as well ♪
♪ Then it was one more shot ♪
♪ Poured out
Onto the parking lot ♪
♪ To the Moonlight Motel ♪
Yeah, let's move on.
That was good, Tommy,
that was good.
But the one last night...
You never know what's going
to happen with new music.
Especially
when it's played live.
I love collaborating
with people from my past.
But I also love the challenge
of finding and working
with new collaborators.
Now, during
the filmmaking process,
we took some chances
and a certain kind of magic
took place.
Just the right amount
of mistakes happened.
And as you hoped it would,
the music began to
take on a life of its own...
as it bounced around
the wooden shell
of our old barn.
So when the music's over
at the end of the day,
life's mysteries remain
and deepen.
Its answers, unresolved.
But if your heart is open,
and you're thinking hard,
and living
and loving in good faith,
the questions
you are asking yourself
grow deeper, better.
So you walk on
in pursuit of
those better questions,
tentatively putting one foot
in front of another
through the dark.
Because that's where
the next morning is.
Travel safe, pilgrim.
One, two, three, four.
♪ I've been walkin'
These streets so long ♪
♪ Singin' the same old song ♪
♪ I know every crack
In the dirty sidewalks
Of Broadway ♪
♪ Where hustle's
The name of the game ♪
♪ And nice guys get washed away Like the snow and the rain ♪
♪ There's been a load
Of compromisin' ♪
♪ On the road to my horizon ♪
♪ But I'm gonna be where The lights are shinin' on me ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Oh, riding out on a horse
In a star-spangled rodeo ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Getting cards and letters From people I don't even know ♪
♪ And offers
Comin' over the phone ♪
♪ I really don't mind
The rain ♪
♪ A smile can hide
All the pain ♪
♪ But you're down When you're ridin' that train ♪
♪ It's takin' the long way ♪
♪ And I dream
Of the things I'll do ♪
♪ With a subway token
And a dollar
Tucked inside my shoe ♪
♪ There'll be a load
Of compromisin' ♪
♪ On the road to my horizon ♪
♪ But I'm gonna be where The lights are shinin' on me ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Riding out on a horse
In a star-spangled rodeo ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Gettin' cards and letters From people I don't even know ♪
♪ And offers
Comin' over the phone ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
is a 13-song meditation
on the struggle
between individual freedom
and communal life.
There are two sides
of the American character.
One is transient,
restless, solitary.
But the other is collective
and communal,
in search of family,
deep roots,
and a home
for the heart to reside.
These two sides
rub up against one another,
always and forever
in everyday American life.
The barn.
We've got a 100-year-old barn
on our property
built in the late 1800s,
and the hayloft
is simply a spiritual space.
It has
a high cathedral ceiling
that used to be packed
with enough winter hay
to reach
from the floor to the roof.
Since we've had the place,
we've held barn dances,
weddings,
harvest parties up there.
So it's a space
filled with the best kind
of ghosts and spirits.
When we knew we were going
to filmWestern Stars,
due to the instrumentation,
I knew we'd need some place
that could fit
a 30-piece orchestra.
Our barn is a structure
that speaks to you.
Its natural beauty,
the artistry
of its construction,
the aged wood.
It's like
a fine instrument itself.
And it sounds good.
It's just got soul.
So for a few days,
we got to play
for a few friends
and entertain the horses
down below.
So come on in,
'cause we're about
to start our tale
with a man just standing by the roadside.
To having a great time.
♪ Thumb stuck out as I go ♪
♪ And I'm just travelin'
Up the road ♪
♪ Well, maps don't do much
For me, friend ♪
♪ I follow the weather
And the wind ♪
♪ I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Got what I can carry
In my song ♪
♪ I'm a rolling stone
Just rolling on ♪
♪ Catch me now 'Cause tomorrow I'll be gone ♪
♪ Family man gives me a ride ♪
♪ Got his pregnant Sally
At his side ♪
♪ Yes, indeed, sir
Children are a gift ♪
♪ Well, thank you kindly
For the lift ♪
♪ Well, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Trucker gears
His engine down ♪
♪ Says, "Climb on up, son
I'm highway bound" ♪
♪ Well, dashboard picture
Of a pretty girl ♪
♪ I'm ridin' high
On top of the world ♪
♪ I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Gearhead in a souped-up '72 ♪
♪ Wants to show a kid
Just what this thing'll do ♪
♪ Telephone poles and trees
Go whizzin' by ♪
♪ Well, thank you, pal
She sure can fly ♪
♪ Hey, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Well, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
♪ Hey, I'm hitch hikin'
All day long ♪
Cars.
This is my 19th album
and I'm still writing
about cars.
Writing about
the people in 'em, anyway.
Why? I don't know.
I guess the car remains
a powerful metaphor for me.
We still live
a lot of our lives
here in America in cars...
just trying to get
from one place to another,
from one place to another.
Now, I suppose 40 years ago,
they were a potent metaphor
for open roads, freedom.
Today, not so much.
At best, they're a metaphor
for movement.
When we're in a car,
we can feel like
we're always moving forward,
over the rise,
around the bend,
into the future.
It can settle
the spirit sometimes.
But are we moving forward?
A lot of the time,
we're just moving.
♪ It's the same sad story ♪
♪ Love and glory
Goin' 'round and 'round ♪
♪ It's the same old cliche ♪
♪ A wanderer on his way
Slippin' from town to town ♪
♪ Some find peace here
On the sweet streets ♪
♪ The sweet streets of home ♪
♪ Where kindness falls
And your heart calls ♪
♪ For a permanent place
Of your own ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I drift from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ You start out slow
In a sweet little bungalow ♪
♪ Something two can call home ♪
♪ Then the rain comes fallin' ♪
♪ The blues come calling ♪
♪ You're left
With a heart of stone ♪
♪ Some folks are inspired
Sitting by the fire ♪
♪ Slippers tucked
Under the bed ♪
♪ When I go to sleep
I can't count sheep ♪
♪ For the white lines
In my head ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I roam from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
♪ Where are you now? ♪
Come on!
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I roam from town to town ♪
♪ When everyone's asleep And the midnight bells sound ♪
♪ My wheels are hissin'
Up the highway ♪
♪ Spinning 'round and 'round ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ I'm a wayfarer, baby ♪
-♪ Wayfarer, baby ♪
Come on, Charlie!
Change.
How do you change yourself?
I've spent my 10,000 hours,
and then some,
learning my musical craft.
But I've spent
a lot more time than that,
some 35 years,
trying to learn how to let go
of the destructive parts
of my character.
They did not go easily
into that good night.
For a long time,
if I loved you
and if I felt
a deep attachment to you,
I would hurt you if I could.
It was a sin,
and I still have days
when I struggle with it.
But I've gotten better.
Through the love
of my family,
my good friends,
I've learned how to love.
And to be compassionate
with those close to me,
and to try and live
with some small honor.
"Tucson Train" is about a guy
who's trying to follow
his better angels,
working in the sun
for a new start.
He's trying to change.
-One, two,
one, two, three, four.
♪ I got so down
And out in Frisco ♪
♪ Tired of the pills
And the rain ♪
♪ I picked up
Headed for the sunshine ♪
♪ I left a good thing behind ♪
♪ Seemed all of our love
Was in vain ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ I come here
Lookin' for a new life ♪
♪ One I wouldn't
Have to explain ♪
♪ To that voice That keeps me awake at night ♪
♪ When a little peace
Would make everything right ♪
♪ If I could just
Turn off my brain ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Well, we fought hard
Over nothin' ♪
♪ We fought
Till nothin' remained ♪
♪ I've carried that nothin'
For a long time ♪
♪ Now I carry
My operator's license ♪
♪ And spend my days
Just runnin' this crane ♪
♪ My baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Hard work'll clear
Your mind and body ♪
♪ The hard sun
Will burn out the pain ♪
♪ If they're lookin' for me
Tell 'em, buddy ♪
♪ I'm waitin'
Down at the station ♪
♪ Just prayin'
To the five-fifteen ♪
♪ I'll wait
All God's creation ♪
♪ Just to show her
A man can change ♪
♪ Now my baby's coming in
On the Tucson train ♪
♪ On the Tucson train ♪
♪ On the Tucson train ♪
♪ Waitin' on the five-fifteen ♪
♪ Here she comes ♪
Western Stars
is the heart of the record.
It was my reference point
when I was searching
for who my character was
and where he, I, was headed.
You've got
a fading Western film star
watching the world change
around him.
Watching it pass him by.
He's left
doing Viagra commercials,
and weekend rodeoing
in the desert,
east of Los Angeles,
with some Mexicancharros
who've come across
la frontera.
He lives
in the Hollywood Hills,
frequents LA watering holes,
where he's the oldest guy
in the room.
But he's still got
an inner compass
that doesn't allow him
to bullshit himself.
He knows exactly who he is,
what he's done,
the good,
the bad and the ugly of it.
It's his small redemption...
and he's made a relative peace with himself.
He's losing old friends
quickly,
a lot of empty boots.
But he wakes up
in the morning,
glad that his are still on.
♪ I wake up in the morning ♪
♪ Just glad my boots are on ♪
♪ Instead of empty
In the whispering grasses ♪
♪ Down the Five
At Forest Lawn ♪
♪ On the set
The makeup girl brings me ♪
♪ Two raw eggs
And a shot of gin ♪
♪ Then I give it all up
For that little blue pill ♪
♪ That promises to bring it
All back to you again ♪
♪ Yeah, ride me down easy ♪
♪ Ride me down easy, friend ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Here in the canyons
Above Sunset ♪
♪ The desert
Don't give up the fight ♪
♪ A coyote with someone's
Chihuahua in its teeth ♪
♪ Skitters 'cross my veranda
In the night ♪
♪ Some lost sheep
From Oklahoma ♪
♪ Sips her mojito
Down at the Whiskey Bar ♪
♪ Smiles and says
She thinks she remembers me ♪
♪ From that commercial
With the credit card ♪
♪ Hell, these days
There ain't no more ♪
♪ Now there's just again ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Sundays
I take my El Camino ♪
♪ Throw my saddle in and go ♪
♪ East to the desert
Where the charros ♪
♪ They still ride and rope ♪
♪ Our American brothers ♪
♪ Cross the wire and bring
The old ways with them ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Once I was shot
By John Wayne ♪
♪ Yeah, it was
Towards the end ♪
♪ That one scene's bought me
A thousand drinks ♪
♪ Set me up and I'll tell it
For you, friend ♪
♪ Here's to the cowboys ♪
♪ And riders in the whirlwind ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ And the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ Tonight
The riders on Sunset ♪
♪ Are smothered
In the Santa Ana winds ♪
♪ And the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
-♪ Come on
And ride me down easy ♪
♪ Ride me down easy, friend ♪
♪ Tonight, the western stars
Are shining bright again ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ Just glad my boots were on ♪
Saturday night,
let's rock and roll!
You've got to have
a Saturday night.
I used to take my bike up into the Santa Monica Mountains,
where there was
a weekend club.
Hundreds of bikes,
a live band,
folks dancing
from afternoon till night.
I'd have a few tequilas,
and watch the parade.
One, two, three, four!
♪ There's a place
Out on the highway ♪
♪ 'Cross
The San Bernardino line ♪
♪ Where the truckers
And the bikers ♪
♪ Gather every night
At the same time ♪
♪ At seven, the band comes in ♪
♪ And locals
Dance the night away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ I drive on down
From the big town Friday ♪
♪ When the clock strikes five ♪
♪ As the red sun
Sets in the ocean ♪
♪ I start to come alive ♪
♪ Summer girls
In the parking lot ♪
♪ Slap on their makeup And they flirt the night away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ Joe came home in '45
And took out a GI loan ♪
♪ On a sleepy little spot ♪
♪ An army cook
Could call his own ♪
♪ He married May
The highway come in ♪
♪ And they woke up to find ♪
♪ They were sitting on top Of a pretty little gold mine ♪
Whoo.
♪ Saturday night
The lights are bright ♪
♪ As the folks pour in
From town ♪
♪ Joe keeps the blues playin' ♪
♪ At the bar
May lays the beers down ♪
♪ I come through the door ♪
♪ And feel the workweek
Slip away ♪
♪ See you out on the floor ♪
♪ And Monday morning's
A million miles away ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
♪ At Sleepy Joe's Cafe ♪
Come on, Charlie!
One more time around, Charles.
Come on!
-Whoo!
In "Drive Fast,"
I had that metaphor...
of the stuntman.
Which is always
a metaphor of risk,
and of, uh, this idea that
we all have our broken pieces.
What frightens
and what exhilarates
and inspires us,
are often very close together.
Those feelings are the essence of what drives us to risk...
in life and in love.
Everybody's broken
in some way.
Physically,
emotionally, spiritually.
In this life,
nobody gets away unhurt.
I wrote a song about a guy
not just finding the
fearlessness to do his job,
but the fearlessness to risk
being with somebody
that you love.
We're always trying
to find somebody
whose broken pieces fit
with our broken pieces,
and something whole emerges.
So, it was
just a good metaphor
for a story like that.
One, two,
one, two, three, four.
♪ I got two pins in my ankle
And a busted collarbone ♪
♪ A steel rod in my leg
But it walks me home ♪
♪ At nine, I climbed high
Into the boughs ♪
♪ Of our neighborhood's
Tallest tree ♪
♪ I don't remember the fear
Just the breeze ♪
♪ Drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ Don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ At 19
I was the king of the dirt ♪
♪ Down at the Remington draw ♪
♪ I liked the pedal
And I didn't mind the wall ♪
♪ 'Midst the roar
Of the metal ♪
♪ I never heard a sound ♪
♪ I was looking for anything ♪
♪ Any kind of drug To lift me up off this ground ♪
♪ Yeah, drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ We met on the set
Of this B-picture ♪
♪ That she made ♪
♪ She liked her guys
A little greasy ♪
♪ 'Neath her pay grade ♪
♪ We headed down to Baja ♪
♪ In the desert
We made our stand of it ♪
♪ Figured maybe together
We could get ♪
♪ The broken pieces to fit ♪
♪ Drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ Keep me in your heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I'll keep you in my heart ♪
♪ Yeah, don't worry
About tomorrow ♪
♪ And don't mind the scars ♪
♪ Just drive fast, fall hard ♪
♪ I got two pins in my ankle
And a busted collarbone ♪
♪ A steel rod in my leg
But it walks me home ♪
It's easy to lose yourself...
or never find yourself.
The older you get,
the heavier
that baggage becomes
that you haven't
sorted through.
So you pay the price.
And the older you get,
the higher that price is.
But in the past,
putting yourself on the line,
putting your heart
on the line,
has bred nothing but pain
and failure, so you run.
I've done a lot
of that kind of running.
You lose control
of your desires,
your appetites, your temper,
and you reap what you sow.
You run until
you've left everything
that you've loved
and loves you behind.
♪ Guess it was somethin'
I shouldn't have done ♪
♪ Guess I regret it now ♪
♪ Ever since I was a kid ♪
♪ Tryin' to keep
My temper down ♪
♪ Is like chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ I left my home
Left my friends ♪
♪ I didn't say goodbye ♪
♪ I contract out to the BLM ♪
♪ Up on the Montana line ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ We're out before sunup ♪
♪ We're in after sundown ♪
♪ There's two men
In the chopper ♪
♪ Two under saddle
On the ground ♪
♪ In the evenings
We'd hop in the pickup ♪
♪ Head into town for a drink ♪
♪ I make sure I work till I'm so damn tired ♪
♪ Yeah, way too tired
To think ♪
♪ You lose track of time ♪
♪ It's all just storms
Blowin' through ♪
♪ You come rollin'
'Cross my mind ♪
♪ Your hair flashin'
In the blue ♪
♪ Like wild horses ♪
♪ Just like wild horses ♪
♪ Just like wild horses ♪
♪ A fingernail moon
In a twilight sky ♪
♪ I'm ridin' in the high grass Of the switchback ♪
♪ I shout your name
Into the canyon ♪
♪ The echo throws it back ♪
♪ The winter snow whites
Out the plains ♪
♪ Till it can turn you blind ♪
♪ The only thing
Up here I've found ♪
♪ Is tryin' to get you
Off my mind ♪
♪ It's like
Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
♪ Chasin' wild horses ♪
Oh!
Sundown.
A new day in a new town.
I had a gal in New Jersey
who broke my heart,
ripped it to shreds,
trampled on it,
and sent it to me, COD,
in a paper bag.
So, I was out of there,
on the first ride west,
no looking back.
I was going to build
a new life in California,
3,000 miles away
from the pain.
But it didn't, uh, take long
before my luck ran out
and my money ran out.
And it just wasn't
gonna happen, so...
Well, this song was my shot,
my tribute to all
the great Jimmy Webb songs
about character and place.
Here, we find my brother
in heartbreak,
a long way from home.
Trying to work it off,
sweat it out,
over a long, lonely summer
in a faraway town.
♪ I'm twenty-five hundred
Miles ♪
♪ From where I wanna be ♪
♪ It feels like a hundred years Since you've been near to me ♪
♪ I guess what goes around ♪
♪ Baby, comes around ♪
♪ Just wishing
You were here with me ♪
♪ In Sundown ♪
♪ Sundown ain't
The kind of place ♪
-♪ You want to be on your own ♪-
♪ It's all long, hot
Endless days ♪
♪ And cold nights all along ♪
♪ I drift from bar to bar ♪
♪ Here in lonely town ♪
♪ Just wishing
You were here with me ♪
♪ Come sundown ♪
♪ Come sundown ♪
♪ Sundown the cafes are filled With lovers passing time ♪
♪ Sundown all I've got
Trouble on my mind ♪
♪ So I work all day out here
On the county line ♪
-♪ I tell myself ♪
♪ It's all just gonna
Work out in time ♪
♪ When summer's through ♪
♪ You'll come around ♪
♪ That little voice
In my head's ♪
♪ All that keeps me
From sinking down ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
♪ When summer's through ♪
-♪ You'll come around ♪
-♪ You'll come around ♪
♪ That little voice
In my head's ♪
♪ All that keeps me ♪
-♪ From sinking down ♪
-♪ Sinking down ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
-♪ Come Sundown ♪
I wrote this song quickly
at the kitchen table
one morning.
It's just about being lost
on the highway of life.
Lost is something I'm...
I'm good
at writing about.
Sometimes
you've been too beat up,
or haven't healed enough
of the fear out of you,
to know a good thing
when you've found it.
Sometimes you just gravitate
to the pain.
It's what you're used to.
It's how
you recognize yourself.
It feels like home.
It feels more familiar to you
than love.
So that's where you go.
You don't know
how to hold onto love,
but you know
how to hold onto hurt.
♪ Came into town
With a pocketful of songs ♪
♪ I made the rounds
But I didn't last long ♪
♪ I'm out on this highway
With a bone-cold chill ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
north of Nashville ♪
♪ I lie awake
In the middle of the night ♪
♪ Makin' a list of things
That I didn't do right ♪
♪ With you at the top
Of a long page filled ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ For the deal I made
The price was strong ♪
♪ I traded you for this song ♪
♪ We woke each morning
With hearts filled ♪
♪ Bluebird of love
On the windowsill ♪
-♪ Now the heart's unsteady
The night is still ♪
♪ All I've got's this melody
And time to kill ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
♪ Here, somewhere
North of Nashville ♪
Lies.
They will devour
everything you have
and everything
you will ever have.
Faith.
Hope.
Trust.
All those things
that are hard to come by.
That's what grows
your garden of love.
Lies will try to make a fool
out of all those things.
But without them?
All you have is stones.
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ I pulled my collar
To the wind ♪
♪ And spit them on the ground ♪
♪ You said those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Sat on the edge of our bed
In the sun ♪
♪ I felt them gather
On my tongue ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ The dirt-brown winter field ♪
♪ A thousand black crows
Cover the ground ♪
♪ You say those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Autumn wind blows
Through the trees ♪
♪ The dark leaves
Come tumbling down ♪
♪ You say those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ I walk a highway
Washed in sun ♪
♪ I feel weight
Gather on my tongue ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ You said those are ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are only ♪
♪ The lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ Only the lies
You've told me ♪
♪ Those are Only the lies you've told me ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
♪ I woke up this morning ♪
♪ With stones in my mouth ♪
"Miracle" is
a Southern California
pop symphony
about throwing away
the best thing you ever had.
That's the perfect ingredient
for an epic pop single.
Love is one of
the only miracles
God has given us
daily proof of on earth.
And while we do our best
to disprove this idea,
love is there to better us.
But you must work
for its blessings.
Love and the creative life
it births
is a small, sweet sign
of God's divinity within us.
Now, my man in this song
knows the rules.
Works to abide by them.
But sometimes our fears,
our old habits
and our insecurities
get the best
of the best that's within us.
And there goes my miracle.
♪ Sunrise, sundown ♪
♪ The street's gone
Golden brown ♪
♪ Auburn skies above ♪
♪ I'm searching for my love ♪
♪ I'm searching for my love ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes my miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Moonlight, moon bright ♪
♪ Where's my lucky star
Tonight? ♪
♪ Streets lost in lamp light ♪
♪ Then suddenly in sight ♪
♪ Suddenly in sight ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
-♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done
Oh, oh ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Look what you've done ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
-♪ Look what we've done ♪
♪ Look what we've done ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ Heartache, heartbreak ♪
♪ Love gives, love takes ♪
♪ The book of love
Holds its rules ♪
♪ Disobeyed by fools ♪
♪ Disobeyed by fools ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ Walking away ♪
♪ There goes ♪
♪ My miracle ♪
♪ Sunrise, sundown ♪
A love song.
It's the redemption
of your heart.
Your soul transformed
through hard thought,
hard times,
and hard realizations.
We drive out of the darkness
into sunshine and love.
Quote,
"You fall in love with lonely, you end up that way."
I wish on you and yours
only love,
companionship,
God's blessing,
and a guiding light
through the dark
for all your days.
♪ Had enough
Of heartbreak and pain ♪
♪ Had a little sweet spot
For the rain ♪
♪ For the rain
And skies of gray ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always liked
My walking shoes ♪
♪ But you can get a little
Too fond of the blues ♪
♪ You walk too far
You walk away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine ♪
♪ Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always loved
A lonely town ♪
♪ Those empty streets
No one around ♪
♪ You fall in love with lonely You end up that way ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ You know I always liked
That empty road ♪
♪ No place to be
And miles to go ♪
♪ But miles to go
Is miles away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Yeah, miles to go
Is miles away ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine,
Won't you stay? ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine ♪
-Here we are.
When Patti and I got together,
there was nothing guaranteed.
We didn't know where our love
was gonna take us.
All we had was the next day,
and the shaky faith that
it would lead us somewhere.
We had to sneak around
so I'd meet her
on the same bench in Chelsea,
across from the Empire Diner
when I came
into New York City.
I'd bring some beer
in a paper bag
and we'd sit and talk.
That was the bench
I proposed to her on,
and where we brought
our first son, Evan,
and carved our initials
into the wood.
That was
some 30 years ago now.
And marriage still doesn't
bring along its guarantees.
Just the faith and love
you have in one another
and the next day.
♪ There's a place
On a blank stretch of road ♪
♪ Where nobody travels
And nobody goes ♪
♪ The deskman says
These days 'round here ♪
♪ Well, two young folks could
Probably up and disappear ♪
♪ Into rustlin' sheets
A sleepy corner room ♪
♪ Into the musty smell ♪
♪ Of wilted flowers
And lazy afternoon hours ♪
♪ At the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Well, the pool's filled
With empty eight-foot deep ♪
♪ Got dandelions growin' up ♪
♪ Through the cracks
In the concrete ♪
♪ Chain-link fence
Half-rusted away ♪
♪ Got a sign says, "Children
Be careful how you play" ♪
♪ Your lipstick taste
And your whispered secret ♪
♪ I promised I'd never tell ♪
♪ A half-drunk beer
Your breath in my ear ♪
♪ At the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Well, then it's ♪
♪ Bills and kids
And kids and bills ♪
♪ And the ringing of the bell ♪
♪ Across the valley floor ♪
-♪ Through the dusty
Screen door ♪
-♪ Dusty screen door ♪
♪ Of the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ Last night, I dreamed
Of you, my lover ♪
♪ And the wind
Blew through the window ♪
♪ And blew off the covers ♪
♪ Of my lonely bed I woke to something you said ♪
♪ It's better to have loved
Yeah ♪
♪ It's better to have loved ♪
♪ As I drove, there was
A chill in the breeze ♪
♪ And leaves tumbled
From the sky and fell ♪
♪ Onto a road so black
As I backtracked ♪
♪ To the Moonlight Motel ♪
♪ She was boarded up and gone
Like an old summer song ♪
♪ Nothing but an empty shell ♪
♪ I pulled in And stopped into my old spot ♪
♪ I pulled a bottle of Jack
Out of a paper bag ♪
♪ Poured one for me
And one for you as well ♪
♪ Then it was one more shot ♪
♪ Poured out
Onto the parking lot ♪
♪ To the Moonlight Motel ♪
Yeah, let's move on.
That was good, Tommy,
that was good.
But the one last night...
You never know what's going
to happen with new music.
Especially
when it's played live.
I love collaborating
with people from my past.
But I also love the challenge
of finding and working
with new collaborators.
Now, during
the filmmaking process,
we took some chances
and a certain kind of magic
took place.
Just the right amount
of mistakes happened.
And as you hoped it would,
the music began to
take on a life of its own...
as it bounced around
the wooden shell
of our old barn.
So when the music's over
at the end of the day,
life's mysteries remain
and deepen.
Its answers, unresolved.
But if your heart is open,
and you're thinking hard,
and living
and loving in good faith,
the questions
you are asking yourself
grow deeper, better.
So you walk on
in pursuit of
those better questions,
tentatively putting one foot
in front of another
through the dark.
Because that's where
the next morning is.
Travel safe, pilgrim.
One, two, three, four.
♪ I've been walkin'
These streets so long ♪
♪ Singin' the same old song ♪
♪ I know every crack
In the dirty sidewalks
Of Broadway ♪
♪ Where hustle's
The name of the game ♪
♪ And nice guys get washed away Like the snow and the rain ♪
♪ There's been a load
Of compromisin' ♪
♪ On the road to my horizon ♪
♪ But I'm gonna be where The lights are shinin' on me ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Oh, riding out on a horse
In a star-spangled rodeo ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Getting cards and letters From people I don't even know ♪
♪ And offers
Comin' over the phone ♪
♪ I really don't mind
The rain ♪
♪ A smile can hide
All the pain ♪
♪ But you're down When you're ridin' that train ♪
♪ It's takin' the long way ♪
♪ And I dream
Of the things I'll do ♪
♪ With a subway token
And a dollar
Tucked inside my shoe ♪
♪ There'll be a load
Of compromisin' ♪
♪ On the road to my horizon ♪
♪ But I'm gonna be where The lights are shinin' on me ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Riding out on a horse
In a star-spangled rodeo ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪
♪ Gettin' cards and letters From people I don't even know ♪
♪ And offers
Comin' over the phone ♪
♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy ♪