I Have a Photograph

by Brananon & Jersh

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released August 15, 2017

Briannon Carlsen: vocals, guitar
Josh Ruebeck: vocals, guitar, harmonica, kazoo

Produced by Josh Ruebeck

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Track Name: It Ain't Me Babe
Go 'way from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I'm not the one you want, babe
I'm not the one you need
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who's never weak but always strong
To protect you and defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
But it ain't me, babe
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
I'm not the one you want, babe
I will only let you down
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you
Someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you and more
But it ain't me, babe
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe

Go melt back in the night, babe
Everything inside is made of stone
There's nothing in here moving
And anyway I'm not alone
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall
To gather flowers constantly
And to come each time you call
The love of your life and nothing more
But it ain't me, babe
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe
Track Name: Boots of Spanish Leather
Oh, I'm sailin' away, my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

But if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'

But I might be gone a long, long time
And it's only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to remember me by?
To make your time more easy-passin'

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again?
For it only brings me sorrow
The same thing I would want from you today
I would want again tomorrow

Oh, when I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin'
I'm saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm feelin'

Well if you, my love, must think that-a-way
Then I'm sure your mind is roamin'
Yes I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you're goin'

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather
Track Name: Chalk It up to Chi
I am on a train
You on the road
Ear down to the track
Feeling out communication
I am on the rail
You weren't kneeling still
Ear down to the the rail for a whale call
Elemental communication

You're a sorry black boot, I'm a shiny marble

I am open stone
You are mossy green
I could be your home
but you're gone and overgrown it
I could be your home
You won't keep it clean
Greedy as the grain in a rainfall
Elemental communication

I'm a sorry black boot, you're a shiny marble

I'm a shiny marble, you're a sorry black boot
You lost your marble in your sorry black boot
You shine 'em up you'll get your swagger shining black
You shine 'em up you'll get your shiny marble back

Couldn't we just agree
Chalk it up to chi
Sing along the roots
and I'll sing along the leaf tops
I could be your home
Fuck with you for fun
Help until it hurts with a friend first
Elemental communication

I'm a shiny marble, you're a sorry black boot
You lost your marble in your sorry black boot
You shine 'em up you'll get your swagger shining black
You shine 'em up you'll get your shiny marble back
Track Name: Barton Hollow
I'm a dead man walking here
But that's the least of all my fears
Ooh, underneath the water

It's not Alabama clay
That gives my trembling hands away
Ooh, please forgive me father

I ain't going back to Barton Hollow
Devil gonna follow me wh'e'er I go
It won't do me no good washing in the river
Can't no preacher man save my soul

Did that full moon force my hand?
Or that unmarked hundred grand?
Ooh, underneath the water
Ooh, please forgive me father

Miles and miles in my bare feet
Still won't lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake
I know the Lord my soul won't take

I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead man walking

Keep walking, running, running for miles
Keep walking, running, running for miles
Keep walking, running, running for miles

I ain't going back to Barton Hollow
Devil gonna follow me wh'e'er I go
It won't do me no good washing in the river
Can't no preacher man save my soul
Track Name: April Come She Will
April come she will
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
May she will stay
Resting in my arms again

June she'll change her tune
In restless walks she'll prowl the night
July she will fly
And give no warning to her flight

August die she must
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold
September I'll remember
A love once new has now grown old
Track Name: When I'm Gone
There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone
And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone
And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't feel the flowing of the time when I'm gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I'm gone
My pen won't pour out a lyric line when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't breathe the brandy air when I'm gone
And I can't even worry 'bout my cares when I'm gone
Won't be asked to do my share when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone
And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone
There's nothing I can lose or I can gain when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

Won't see the golden of the sun when I'm gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I'm gone
Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

All my days won't be dances of delight when I'm gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I'm gone
I can't add my name into the fight while I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm gone
And I can't question how or why when I'm gone
I can't live proud enough to die when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here
Track Name: Carolina Low
I am a boy from the high country
And I got a little love for the offering
I come down from the mountains, bow to the sea
In Carolina Low I will carry thee

Gonna take you up, gonna take you round
Did your poor little pant legs a-draggin down
Did you crack your lip? Did you skin your knee?
In Carolina Low I will carry thee

What is sealed with a handshake, spoiled with a kiss
You got an ugly lil mouth, boy, it's come to this
I'm bound for the hilltop, gonna make it bleed
In Carolina Low I will carry thee

I am a boy from the high country
And I got a little love for the offering
And I got a little love for the offering
And I got a little love for the offering
Track Name: Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If'n you don't know by now
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do some how
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm travelin' on
But don't think twice, it's all right

And it ain't no use a-turnin' on your light, babe
The light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there were somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
But don't think twice, it's all right

No it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never did before
And it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wonderin' all the' way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

And I'm walkin' down that long lonesome road, babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
And goodbye is too good a word, babe
So I'll just say fare thee well
Now I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right
Track Name: Willie of Winsbury
The king's been held a prisoner
And a prisoner long in Spain
And Willie of the Winsbury
Has lain long with his daughter at home

"What ails ye, what ails ye, my daughter Janet?
You look so pale and wan
Oh, have ye had any sore sickness
Or yet been lyin' with a man?"

"I have not had any sore sickness
Nor yet been lyin' with a man
But it is for you, my father dear
A-biding so long in Spain"

"Cast off, cast off your berry-brown gown
Stand naked upon the stone
That I may ken ye by your shape
Whether you be a maiden or no"

And she's cast off her berry-brown gown
And she's standin' upon the stone
Her apron was low and her haunches were round
And her face was pale and wan

"Oh, was it with a duke or knight or lord
Or a man of wealth and fame
Or was it with one of my serving men
That's lately come out of Spain?"

"No it was no lord, nor duke nor knight
Nor yet with a serving man
But it was with Willie of Winsbury
I could bide no longer alone"

And the king has called on his merry men all
By thirty and by three
"Go fetch me this Willie of Winsbury
For hanged he shall be"

But when he was come the king before
He was clothed all in red silk
His hair was like the strands of gold
His skin was as pale as milk

"And It is no wonder," said the king
"That my daughter's love you have won
For if I'd been a woman, as I'd been a man
My bed-fellow you would have been"

"And will you marry my daughter Janet
By the troth of your right hand?
Oh, will you marry my daughter Janet?
I'll make you the lord of my land."

"Oh yes, I will marry your daughter Janet
By the troth of my right hand
Oh yes, I will marry your daughter Janet
But I'll not be the lord of your land."

And he's mounted her on his milk-white steed
And he's taken the dapple grey
And he's made her the lady of as much land
As she can ride in a long summer's day
Track Name: London Underground
The Underground breeze is blowin down the track
The Underground breeze is blowin down the track
Hop on the train, be sure to mind the gap

A penny for the busker drummin’ on his chest
A penny for the busker drummin’ on his chest
Long hair, red eyes, you know the rest

There’s a clown in the carriage blowin’ his big red nose
There’s a clown in the carriage blowin’ his big red nose
And it’s comin’ out a hundred fifty foot fire hose

The family guy is watchin’ the little kids
The family guy is watchin’ the little kids
Whoops, turns out they might not be his

The pocket theologian ponders life and death
The pocket theologian ponders life and death
Steps on the tracks as he takes his last breath

The poet with a notebook scribbles cryptic lines
The poet with a notebook scribbles cryptic lines
The meaning obscured by a forced imperfect rhyme

The Underground breeze is blowin down the track
The Underground breeze is blowin down the track
Hop on the train, be sure to mind the gap

You don’t need a weatherman to feel that old wind blow
You don’t need a weatherman to feel that old wind blow
That subterranean engine’s gonna take me home
Track Name: Wake Up Little Susie
Wake up little Susie, wake up
Wake up little Susie, wake up
We've both been sound asleep
Wake up little Susie, and weep
The movie's over, it's four o'clock
And we're in trouble deep
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie

Well, what're we gonna tell your mama
What're we gonna tell your pop
What're we gonna tell our friends when they say
Ooh-la-la
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie

Well I told your mama that you'd be in by ten
Well now Susie baby looks like we goofed again
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie, we gotta go home

Wake up little Susie, wake up
Wake up little Susie, wake up
The movie wasn't so hot
It didn't have much of a plot
We fell asleep, our goose is cooked
Our reputation is shot
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie

Well, what're we gonna tell your mama
What're we gonna tell your pop
What're we gonna tell our friends when they say
Ooh-la-la
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
Track Name: Killing the Blues
Leaves are falling just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on fire
Burning just like a moonbeam in our eyes

Somebody said you saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the blues

Now I'm guilty of something
I swore I'd never do because there is nothing
Sadder than losing yourself in love

Somebody said you saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the blues

Now you ask me just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I need to
You want me to find what I already have

Somebody said you saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the blues

Somebody said you saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud.
Killing the blues
Track Name: In the Heat of the Summer
In the heat of the summer
When the pavements were burning
The soul of a city was ravaged in the night
After the city sun was sinking

Now no one knows how it started
Why the windows were shattered
But deep in the dark, someone set the spark
And then it no longer mattered.

Down the streets they were rumbling
All the tempers were raging
Oh where, oh where are the white silver tongues
Who forgot to listen to the warnings?

On and on come the angry
No longer following reason
And all of the stores were the target now
Where just the other day they were buying

Drunk with the memory of the ghetto
Drunk with the lure of the looting
And the memory of the uniforms shoving with their sticks
Asking, "Are you looking for trouble?"


"No, no, no," moaned the mayor.
"It's not the way of the order
Oh stay in your homes, please leave us alone
We'll be glad to talk in the morning"

"For shame, for shame," wrote the papers.
"Why the hurry to your hunger?
Now the rubble's resting on your broken streets
So you see what your rage has unraveled"

Baricades sadly were rising
Bricks were heavily flying
And the loudspeaker drowned like a whispering sound
When compared to the angered emotions

And when the fury was over
And the shame was replacing the anger.
So wrong, so wrong, but we've been down so long
And we had to make somebody listen
In the heat of the summer
Track Name: Arkansas Bones
My sister was sitting in the rocking chair

My mother was singing through the smoke in the air

'Bout the fire, the fox, and the old plum tree



The garden never grew and the dogs always barked


No man in this world could leave his mark

On the fire, the fox, and the old plum tree

Ten years in the South

Just waiting for the dawn to come for them

Ten years with the stains and the hooks

And the shame of eating stems


Ten years of lifting bodies full of stone

With those Arkansas bones

The fire had a passion, couple bridges to burn

The fox always smirked, always spoke out of turn

They made their home in the dark with the old plum tree

Ten years in the South

Just waiting for the dawn to come for them

Ten years with the stains and the hooks

And the shame of eating stems


Ten years of lifting bodies full of stone

With those Arkansas bones

My sister stopped her rocking and my mother stopped her singing

I’m alone with my thoughts, my ears are always ringing

I miss the fire, the fox, and the old plum tree



Ten years in the South

Just waiting for the dawn to come for them

Ten years with the stains and the hooks

And the shame of eating stems


Ten years of lifting bodies full of stone

With those Arkansas bones

Ten years in the South

Just waiting for the dawn to come for them

Ten years with the stains and the hooks

And the shame of eating stems


Ten years of lifting bodies full of stone

With those Arkansas bones
Track Name: Bookends Theme
Time it was, and what a time it was
It was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences

Long ago, it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you