"The record is a gem worth checking out.....10 tracks on the disc are originals by Gartland, a tremendous songwriter....." - Karen Nugent, President Boston Blues Society
Check out Tim's lyrics to all the songs from "Looking into the Sun".
6-1-5 West Park Drive Just $6600 Hundred Bucks for this heaven on earth At $46 bucks a month we got our monies worth Built in one day You know The Pre-Fab way Number 6-1-5 oh baby West Park Drive Just one bathroom for a family of 9 if you want your privacy you got to stand in line I think I’ll wait, till I get to Cedar Lake Life at 6-1-5 oh baby West Park Drive You could roam the neighborhood like a French vagabond Without your picture ending up on a milk carton Mrs. See kept wise, with her Gatsby eyes She can’t stand no jive from number 6-1-5 I felt the angel’s breath way back then I would have wrote about it but I couldn’t find a pen If you need somethin’ fix you best to call on Bix We got the West Side PrideHere at 6-1-5
Where’s brother Bill and his Kalamazoo I found him in the closet when I tried to find a broom Now that Beatles aren’t bugs and if you did you dug We did the crazy hand jive, Down on 615
Old Fool in Love
Verse:
Everyone that’s walked this life
Has played it to acclaim
And if you haven’t chances are
You played it way too tame
Acting fool for most of us
Is just a lesson learned
A few of us don’t get wise
Simply churn and burn
Chorus:
There’s no fool like and an old fool except and fool in love
There’s no fool like and an old fool except aold fool in love
Old fool in love, Old fool in Love
Verse:
In olden days the pros go paid
So that Kings could let off steam
In comic circles they are the ones
That takes one for the team
But even old fools get some points
For knowing when to bend
But an old fool chasing new love
Well, brother that’s the end
Chorus:
There’s no fool like and an old fool except and fool in love
There’s no fool like and an old fool except aold fool in love
Old fool in love, Old fool in Love
If I Can’t Do Right
Verse:
Here I stand, here I wait
While you sit and try to contemplate
First you love me, Then it’s not
Where are we now baby? I forgot
Chorus:
I can’t do right, by myself
And if I can’t do right
I’ll do wrong with somebody else
Once you told me, to believe
Now it like you just schooling me
Now your smile, it’s a tell
Can’t see how this works out well
I can’t do right, by myself
And if I can’t do right
I’ll do wrong with somebody else
You have to pay, for those you love
To get the cash, you have to sell some stuff
All I want is the truth,
Can’t you see I’m not amused?
I can’t do right, by myself
And if I can’t do right
I’ll do wrong with somebody else
Looking Into the Sun
Well run don’t walk, the time is done for talk
Well, run don’t walk the time is done for talk
I been looking into the sun, I see the exodus has begun
The money changers all have fled, and they are sleeping in warm beds
The money changers all have fled, now they sleeping in warm beds
They turned fools into gold, then knew just when to fold
Thought you had it made but instead you was betrayed
Thought you had it made but instead you was betrayed
You thought you were a player, looks like now you just been played
Well run don’t walk, the time is done for talk
Well, run don’t walk the time is done for talk
I been looking into the sun, I see the exodus has begun
Home Right Now Verse: Well, I gave the place, a new coat of paint Tried my best at making change No matter how I rearrange This old place just feels the same Bridge: Well, I search upstairs but you’re not there Just memories of when you cared By this window’s, where I’ll remain Lonely vigil, in vain Chorus: If you still lived here, I’d be Home right now If you still lived here, I’d be Home right now Verse: Walking ‘round, this house alone I can’t hardly, find my way I’m reminded of, what they say Ofhow a house, don’t make no home Bridge: Well the rent comes due just like before Except now I don’t know what I am working for At night I leave, the porch light on In hopes you find it home Chorus: If you still lived here, I’d be Home right now If you still lived here, I’d be home right now
My Phone Said We Talked
Chorus:
My phone said we talked last night
Is that true?
My phone said we talked last night
How’d I do?
Verse:
I heard you should n’t drink and dial
Guess I did
I said I’d give you space for a while
I back slid
Bridge:
Sober conversation is really overrated
Wanna know someone, get em obliterated
Not sure what was said, but history has shone
I’m much better looking, when I’m talking on the phone
Bridge:
You were always saying how I never talk to you
Guess I had a 44 minute break through
If you hung in that long, how bad could it be?
If the conversation was recorded would you send the tape to me?
Chorus:
My phone said we talked last night
Is that true?
My phone said we talked last night
How’d I do?
When I Was Alive I met her one evening, when the room had had enough We conversated briefly, as I was breaking down my stuff Worry, worry, worry, show’d though her disguise Just like a thief , With noplace to hide Chorus She said I wish I had meet you, when I was alive She said I wish I had met you, when I was alive
She smiled when she said it, just like Mona does I protested profusely, whatdoya mean by was She said they say the truth, Can be found in jest But I had my days, and I gambled way the rest Chorus She said I wish I had meet you, when I was alive She said I wish I had met you, when I was alive No Sunday school answer, no solution to arrange When your life is spent, all you’ve left’s is change She said when you drunken interest, fades like the evening sky I’ll be playing out the string, wishing I was alive Chorus She said I wish I had meet you, when I was alive She said I wish I had met you, when I was alive
Mr. Wade’s Plus On
Did you hear him decide, he’s switched to second fiddle
The once and former King , is now just like Chicken Little
Like a spoiled child, with the cookie jar outta reach
Mr. Wade’s new plus one, took his talents to South Beach
Anything of worth, is worth doing
But when you cut and run, your good name’s gets ruined
The King James book, ran outta words to preach
When Mr. Wade’s plus one, took his talents to South Beach
If his little scheme, should ever come true
When he holler’s “look at me”, the silence will deafen you
Let it be a lesson, for the rest us all to teach
When Mr. Wade’s plus one, took his talents to South Beach
Tim Gartland's CD Looking Into The Sun is a 2011 release