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From the album: Walk With Me<\/strong><\/em><\/h2>\n

Click here to purchase<\/a><\/h3>\n
\n

“Pistol By My Side”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Dylan Kader<\/p>\n

Well, I made my way into the town just the other day.
\nI was looking for a friend of mine, but it seems he\u2019s gone away.<\/p>\n

So I saddled up upon my horse; through the desert I did ride!
\nFor days and nights I did alright with but a pistol by my side<\/p>\n

Before I rode right through the pass those mountains ran me dry.
\nThe sun beat down from high above with no shade for us to find<\/p>\n

I fell off of my horse as I was burnt and weary eyed.
\nWe both laid down upon the ground with my pistol by my side..<\/p>\n

With my pistol by my side for long and lonely nights,
\nI find my comfort in the wind underneath those desert skies.
\nUnderneath those desert skies!<\/p>\n

I woke with stars above me; below the ground was cold.
\nI walked the path I found until the night was growing old.<\/p>\n

When day broke far behind me, the sun became by guide.
\nThough now alone, I felt at home with my pistol by my side.<\/p>\n

With my pistol by my side for long and lonely nights,
\nI find my comfort in the wind underneath those desert skies.
\nUnderneath those desert skies!<\/p>\n

With my pistol by my side!<\/p>\n

\n

“Jimszamar”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words by Dylan Kader Music by Jim Kader & Jon Truelson<\/p>\n

The streets are full of people when there are sunny blue skies.
\nAs I stand alone now, I must ask the reason why.
\nThe rain has started falling; I can\u2019t look away.
\nThe winter winds are calling; you know they\u2019ll have their say..<\/p>\n

The water level\u2019s rising; its heading straight into town.
\nIf we can\u2019t ease this storm it\u2019s gonna bring the levee down!<\/p>\n

The ledge begins to crumble as the ocean it calls.
\nThe rip tides pull you and you know you\u2019re bound to fall.
\nBut roots run deep; your passion is strong.
\nThe ground below you keeps, though you know it won\u2019t be long..<\/p>\n

Flash flood warning; time to make for the hills!
\nGather what\u2019s important for the tides gonna do what it will..<\/p>\n

It\u2019s time to head back now, but what will we find?
\nThe muddy waters came through and they likely weren\u2019t too kind.
\nHome on the horizon: we\u2019ll get there today.
\nWith our livelihoods behind us, what price will we have to pay?<\/p>\n

The hurricane is over; she\u2019s had more than her fill.
\nThe town is barely standing, but you know it\u2019s standing still!<\/p>\n

\n

\u201cI\u2019d Be Pleased\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Jon Truelson<\/p>\n

I\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind
\nI don\u2019t know too much about you but I\u2019ve got time
\nI\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind<\/p>\n

Every day I think about you wherever I go
\nAre you free? Could you see me? I really don\u2019t know
\nI\u2019d be pleased just to love you. I guess it don\u2019t show!<\/p>\n

(Bridge 1:)
\nWell I try to do things right but I don\u2019t know just what that is
\nIf I could say what\u2019s on my mind I\u2019d never tell you quite like this
\nI\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind<\/p>\n

(Bridge 2:)
\nWell I know you won\u2019t believe I’ve never felt like this before
\nIf you stay with me tonight I\u2019m sure I\u2019ll try to tell you more
\nI\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind<\/p>\n

I\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind
\nI don\u2019t know too much about you but I\u2019ve got time
\nI\u2019d be pleased just to love you if you don\u2019t mind
\nIf you don\u2019t mind
\nIf you don\u2019t mind..<\/p>\n

\n

\u201cWithout The Bad\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Harry Cooper<\/p>\n

I woke up today
\nWith the smoke detectors chirpin
\nMy rents 10 days late and ive hardly started working.
\nMy dog is old and my car just broke.
\nAll my freinds think life is one big joke.<\/p>\n

Youve got to
\nGet up it seems In hard times like these
\nCuz
\nWithout the bad the good will never be seen.
\nNever be seem.
\nWithout the bad. The good Will never be seen<\/p>\n

It was a rainy tuesday morning my birthday no less
\nDidnt feel like getting up didint wanna get dressed
\nbut i told myself this world wont pass me by
\nI’m 26 years old im hardly gunna die.<\/p>\n

So i put on my shirt and I went to work
\nand I told myself i said this aint Gunna hurt.
\nI said to myself this world wont past me by
\nI’m not nearly sick and old im hardly gunna die i said.
\nWithout the bad. The good will never be seen. \u00d7 4<\/p>\n

There’s more to life then meets the eye
\nya gotta let go ya gotta let faith decide.
\nFollow your heart and you cant go wrong
\nif you know the words to life we can all sing along and it goes.
\nGet up it seems in hard times like these.
\nCuz without the bad the good Will never be seen.
\nNever be seen.<\/p>\n

Without the bad. The good Will never be seen<\/p>\n

\n

\u201cFernwood\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Dylan Kader<\/p>\n

Quarter past eleven and the sun was beating down.
\nThe waves were crashing on the beach as we passed right through the town.
\n40 miles, just down the road, until we find the place called home.
\nAnd when that sun beats down again, it\u2019s time for us to roam!<\/p>\n

We found ourselves the campground and cabin 31.
\nThen built ourselves a fire and it burned \u2018til it was done.
\nThose chilly winds came blowin\u2019 in and we felt it to the bone.
\nThat morning mist is the breath of life in this place where we have grown!<\/p>\n

Back out on the road, my friend; southbound on the coast.
\nTraveling with my mandolin and the one I love the most.
\nAnd if those redwood trees come tumbling down on me,
\nI\u2019ll pick myself up by my straps and get back on that road!<\/p>\n

We made our way into the woods and up to Salmon Creek.
\nThen stayed right by that waterfall \u2018til the sun was growing weak.
\n40 miles, just down the road, past coastal highway signs,
\nUntil we warm our hearts and play some songs to pass the time!<\/p>\n

Mary called us to the town, but soon her voice was lost.
\nWe found ourselves back on her trail, but she doubled then in cost.
\nThose chilly winds came blowin\u2019 in with Carmel to our backs.
\nThose dusty trails upon those hills is where we\u2019ll make our tracks!<\/p>\n

Back out on the road, my friend; southbound on the coast.
\nTraveling with my mandolin and the one I love the most.
\nAnd if those redwood trees come tumbling down on me,
\nI\u2019ll pick myself up by my straps and get back on that road!<\/p>\n

And if those redwood trees come tumbling down on me,
\nI\u2019ll pick myself up by my straps and get back on that road!<\/p>\n

Yes, if those redwood trees come tumbling down on me,
\nI\u2019ll pick myself up by my straps and get back on that road!<\/p>\n

\n

“Heaven Looks Down”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Robert Pickett<\/p>\n

I’m begging your pardon
\nI’m begging you, please
\nI’ve begged for forgiveness
\nCause my time here is brief<\/p>\n

(Chorus)
\nWhen heaven looks down on me,
\nwhen heaven looks down on me.
\nWhen heaven looks down, down on the ground,
\nwhen heaven looks down on me<\/p>\n

I’m looking for something
\nThat I cannot see
\nDig up the dirt from my past
\nAnd the roots of my family tree<\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/p>\n

Lately I’m paying my own reparations,
\nright now I’m cold as a stone
\nLately I’m weighing my own calculations,
\nmy own, yeah my own<\/p>\n

Sometimes I wonder,
\nWhen they look down on me
\nI’ve hand picked the fruits of my labors
\nIn the fields of eternity<\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/p>\n

\n

“Wake Again”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Dylan Kader<\/p>\n

It\u2019s getting early. I hear the birds singing outside my door.
\nThe sun is rising; a sudden beauty that I can\u2019t afford.
\nI lay my head down and find the time for me to take my rest.
\nI wake again to find that beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west!<\/p>\n

The heat is building; frozen skies dosed with a touch of grey.
\nThe ground is moving. There\u2019s light behind us it\u2019s a brand new day.
\nI try to feel it\u2019s kindness. Once again I found it just won\u2019t last.
\nI wake again to find that sun is setting down too fast.
\nThat sun is setting down too fast.
\nThat sun is setting down too fast!<\/p>\n

Bridge:
\nI see the sunlight with watchful eyes but still it slips away.
\nEngulfed in darkness, my strongest thought is that darkness brings the brand new day.
\nThat darkness brings the brand new day!<\/p>\n

It\u2019s getting early. I hear the birds singing outside my door.
\nThe sun is rising; a sudden beauty that I can\u2019t afford.
\nI lay my head down and find the time for me to take my rest.
\nI wake again to find that beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west.
\nThat beauty settled down out west!<\/p>\n

\n

“Those Days”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Dylan Kader<\/p>\n

I left those days behind me to find me again.
\nAnd I ain\u2019t coming back; you sure closed that door for me, my friend.<\/p>\n

You painted the sky and I could feel the rain.
\nWhat can I do with my life to keep from going insane?
\nBut like all storms, this too will pass and the river will sing at last.
\nYes we\u2019ll hear her sing at last!<\/p>\n

I\u2019m on my way and you know it\u2019s time I go now with the wind.
\nBut my car won\u2019t start and the noose won\u2019t let me loose this time, my friend!<\/p>\n

What we\u2019ve left behind; all the joys and pain.
\nI found the tracks in the dead of night and hopped a northbound train!
\nJust passed through Hartford, now we\u2019re moving fast and the river will sing at last.
\nYes we\u2019ll hear her sing at last!<\/p>\n

I left those days behind me to find me again.<\/p>\n

\n

“One with Zero”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Robert Pickett<\/p>\n

When you talk about connection
\nAnd that struggle for control
\nI won’t miss your misdirection
\nNo, you can’t infect my soul<\/p>\n

(Chorus)
\nDon’t make me one with zero
\nYou can’t make me one with zip
\nDon’t make me one with zero
\nNo my block, don’t need your chip<\/p>\n

I don’t believe that I believe you
\nWhen all those lies begin to rust
\nThat’s how people will perceive you
\nWhen all the pie goes to the upper crust<\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/p>\n

And the goal, of my control
\nJust leave that up to me
\nI must confess, your GPS
\nis RFID<\/p>\n

You might think I may be crazy
\nLike it’s on big conspiracy
\nBlur the lines of truth all hazy
\nWhen it’s just too plain to see
\n(Chorus)<\/p>\n

\n

“Dan The Outlaw”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Dylan Kader<\/p>\n

Just south of Mesa Verde, on Colorado plains
\nthere lived a man who found his life in rags and not in fame.
\nDanny was an outlaw living on the run.
\nHe nearly made it to Durango, when he knew his time had come!<\/p>\n

When Danny was a child, his brother passed away.
\nHis friends wanted to show him love, but didn\u2019t know what to say.
\nYoung Danny found his comfort in the bottom of a glass;
\nhe didn\u2019t want to feel the pain no more and this numbed him oh so fast.<\/p>\n

Then he found some more just like him and they drank away their fears.
\nPretty soon they robbed a train and fled right out of here.
\nAnd as they hit that highway, they found what they had lost. But this freedom has a price to pay, and soon they\u2019ll pay that cost.<\/p>\n

Yes, soon they\u2019ll pay that cost!<\/p>\n

Now this band of newfound outlaws went back to Danny\u2019s farm.
\nThere they promised their young friend that his mom would see no harm.
\nBut as Danny fed the horses, the law came rolling in
\nand bullets tore right through the house where his mother just had been!<\/p>\n

Danny fired swiftly and downed the sheriffs son.
\nThe sheriff then fell to his knees and threw off both his guns.
\nThe other lawmen fired and Danny had to ride,
\nbut that sheriff swore under his breath, \u201cThere\u2019s no place you can hide!\u201d<\/p>\n

There\u2019s no place you can hide!<\/p>\n

Now the sheriff and his posse of 30 something men
\ncame up quick behind him as he ran back to his den.
\nDanny grabbed his pistols and he put up quite a fight
\nbut those boys were closing in; he wouldn\u2019t make it through night.<\/p>\n

He wouldn\u2019t make it through the night!<\/p>\n

\n

“Show You the Way”<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Words and Music by Harry Cooper<\/p>\n

Walk with me let me show you the way.
\nYa smile so brightly it lightens our day.
\nMemories we’ve had and the ones that we’ve made.
\nI’ll keep them with me until I’m in my grave.
\nLaser lights criss cross your world builds back up inside.<\/p>\n

I shutter to think all the times you were wrong.
\nYou sitting there so frikin high on your throne.
\nSend me a signal toss me a bone.
\nKeep actin’ like this gonna end up alone.
\nThe laser lights criss cross your world builds back up inside.<\/p>\n

But now that we’re here our whole lives have changed.
\nA beautiful glow on those things that were plain.
\nNothing seems real.
\nNothing seems strange.
\nYour light towards the future it drives me insane.
\nThe laser lights criss cross your world builds back up inside.<\/p>\n

Walk with me let me show you the way.
\nYa smile so brightly it lightens our day.
\nMemories we’ve had and the ones that we’ve made.
\nI’ll keep them with me until I’m in my grave.
\nLaser lights criss cross your world builds back up inside.<\/p>\n

Woahhhh let me show you the way.
\nLet me show you the-
\nWoahhh let me show you the way<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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