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A Song Falls Out (Demo)
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"A SONG FALLS OUT" by David Guilbault
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
I start to tell a story.
Waitin’ and a-wondrin’ what it’s all about.
I guess I shouldn’t worry.
Write what you know.
Write what you see.
Write down the words that need to be.
Let that little story tell itself.
You know it has a rhythm.
Hum it out loud ‘till it jumps and shouts.
And makes you feel like singin’.
Sing what you know.
Sing what you see.
Sing out the tunes that need to be.
That’s my little story, now it’s told.
It came out in a heartbeat.
I know it’s really simple but ya gotta know
That the muses made it sound sweet.
Hear what is blue.
Feel something new.
Show the world that you can tell what’s true.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
"A Song Falls Out" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"A SONG FALLS OUT REDUX" by David Guilbault
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
I don’t even know what it’s all about.
I keep on strummin’, keep on hummin’ along.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
All them pretty muses dancin’ all about.
Hey, hey. Whadda they say?
Hey, hey, hey. Whadda they say?
They say I got a tune that I can’t give up.
So I say sumptin’ ain’t said enough.
Tell ‘em the truth. Tell ‘em what they oughta know.
I know it ain’t right, this world we’re in.
So I can sing a song that rattles the sin.
Hey, hey. That’s what I say.
Hey, hey, hey. That’s what I say.
Say what you will.
Say what you know.
Say what will last long past the show.
Say what is true,
What’s true for you,
What’s true for ev’ryone you know.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
Now I know for sure what it’s all about.
I keep on preachin’, keep on reachin’ for truth.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
All the wondrous wisdom fallin’ all about.
Hey, hey. Hear what I say.
Hey, hey, hey. Hear what I say.
Say what you will.
Say what you know.
Say what will last long past the show.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
And now I know for sure what it’s all about.
I keep on preachin’, keep on reaching’ for truth.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
All the wondrous wisdom fallin’ all about.
Hey, hey. Hear what I say.
Hey, hey, hey. Hear what I say.
I pick up my guitar and a song falls out.
"A Song Falls Out Redux" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"ASKING FOR DEMOCRACY" by David Guilbault
I’ve got some questions
That are gnawing at my brain.
This world right now has gone insane.
Can we survive
All this hatred, fear and shame?
Is this the end of freedom’s reign?
I’m not asking for me.
I’m asking for democracy.
Asking for democracy.
Can we keep us all free?
There are bigots, emboldened,
Beholden to a man
Who lies and cheats and cons all that he can.
There are powers of graft and greed
Who now control the land.
Has fear enslaved the common man?
The truth’s been crippled
By the willful lies of fiends
Who lie and steal and rape and kill and scheme.
If you can’t feel it
Then you won’t know what it means.
Can’t you see what all this hatred brings?
How will we fight the foul?
How will we seize the day
And turn away the dark that grips our souls?
How will we know the truth
When truth is all but slain?
Are you ready to fight the fight today?
"Asking for Democracy" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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Boldly (Demo)
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"BOLDLY" by David Guilbault
If there’s a chance - I’ll take it now.
I need this dance - and the warmth of your smile.
So, bravely, I will make a play.
Boldly, I want to know your way.
Now I know you don’t - know me at all.
But when I saw your eyes - I knew I would fall.
So, right now, I will make a move.
Boldly, I want to know your …
Groove with me and we’ll see what we see.
Move with me and we’ll be like the breeze.
C’mon, won’t you take the risk?
Boldly, we could find our bliss.
Well I know it’s bold. Some say, not right.
But I want to hold - you all through the night.
So, I will tell you what I feel.
Boldly, I want all of you for …
Real passion flows like a river unbound.
Still waters don’t ever grow past their bounds.
So, let’s both feel these currents strong.
Boldly, come and ride along.
Yeah, if there’s a chance – I’m taking it now.
I want this dance - and the heat of your smile.
So, boldly, I now make this play.
Baby, come and make my day.
"Boldly" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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5. |
By His Own Lips (Demo)
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"BY HIS OWN LIPS" by David Guilbault
Betrayed - by his own lips.
He was afraid – she would get hip.
Now he’s been made. – He’s shown his kiss
To be blue.
Betrayed – by his own lips.
He played fast and loose – with the sweet fibs.
Now he’s about to lose – all the kind bliss
He once knew.
Betrayed. Betrayed.
By his own lips.
By his own lips. Betrayed.
It’s strange – ‘cause he knew this.
It was deranged – to even try and wish
That he could change – from the lying lover
He was.
Damage done – ain’t no goin’ back.
What’s done is done. – What’s fact is fact.
I tell you, son – He did this
To himself, to himself.
Betrayed. Betrayed.
By his own lips.
By his own lips. Betrayed.
Betrayed - by his own lips.
His heart, they say – wasn’t into this.
So comes this day. – He’s shown his kiss
To be blue.
Damage done – ain’t no goin’ back.
What’s done is done. – What’s fact is fact.
I tell you, son – He did this
To himself, to himself.
"By His Own Lips" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"DEEP SUSPICION AND DOUBT" by David Guilbault
Poetry of the politician.
Go and see the new inquisition.
Oh, woe is me, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
Fingers pointed in all directions.
Mobs anointed for the insurrection.
Oh, woe is me, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
I doubt that we can get along.
I doubt that we can right the wrongs.
Bubbling rage of mass uprising.
Troubling wage of slander and libel.
Oh, help me now, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
Social flames burning the wicked.
Woeful names learning they’re sickened.
Oh, help me now, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
I doubt that we can do what’s right.
I doubt that we can stop the blight.
Allegation and accusation.
Public shaming of reputation,
Oh, damn me now, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
Won’t trust the news. Don’t check the science.
Busted and blue from all the lying.
Oh, fuck me now, I got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
Oh, fuck us now, we got
Deep suspicion and doubt.
"Deep Suspicion and Doubt" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"DO NOT CLIMB ON THE BUDDHA" by David Guilbault
Do not climb on the Buddha.
Leave that Buddha alone.
Do not climb on the Buddha.
Think about righting a wrong.
Show some respect for the others.
Show some regard for yourself.
Do not climb on the Buddha.
‘Cause, we’re all like ev’ryone else.
‘Cause, we’re all like ev’ryone else.
Don’t tear down your new neighbors.
Don’t build up a new wall.
Don’t tear down your new neighbors.
Your neighbors are part of it all.
Have some love for the hurting.
Have some feel for the pain.
Don’t tear down your new neighbors.
Go out and learn their hard names.
Go out and learn their hard names.
No, do not climb on the Buddha.
Your karma will damn you, I say.
Do not climb on the Buddha.
Let dharma show you the way.
Let dharma show you the way.
Do not climb on the Buddha.
Just think about the hatred you own.
"Do Not Climb on the Buddha" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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Everthung (Demo)
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"EVERTHUNG" by David Guilbault
Everthung, I ever sung
Never rung quite true.
Everthung, I ever sung
Was wrong ‘til I met you.
Everthung that came to be
Couldn’t be the truth.
Everthung that oughta be
Is what I see in you.
In you I can see what’s blue.
In you, everthung is new.
Everthung, was always wrong
Before you came in view.
Everthung, was on the run
Before you made it through.
Everthung, that you could say
Will cause me to declare.
Everthung, that comes my way
Is meant for me to share.
I share the wisdom you have shown.
I care that everthung is known.
Everthung, I ever sung
Never rung quite true.
Everthung, I ever sung
Was wrong ‘til I met you.
Everthung that came to be
Couldn’t be the truth.
Everthung that oughta be
Is what I see in you.
"Everthung" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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In My Name (Demo)
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"IN MY NAME" by David Guilbault
I walked on water. Gave sight to the blind.
The moneychangers, they all heard.
On the Mount to preach. On the Cross to reach
All the sinful hearts with Holy Words.
What you do, in my name, in my name,
What you do, brings you shame, and you’re to blame.
What you do, what you do, gonna bring you flames.
You broke the rules. Awoke the Screws.
Now you’ve got a price to pay.
When Judgment’s done at Kingdom come,
That’ll be your Reckoning Day.
You do war and strife. You do dirty lies
That you should not unto others do.
You do theft and greed. You do unkind deeds.
In my name, you molest the truth.
You wear holy crowns when you put love down.
You conquer and oppress and rule.
You use pious words that bring pain and hurt,
Perverted into sermons cruel.
You light holy smoke. Wear cloaks of gold.
Take money for their souls.
Praise the Holy Ghost as you steal His coat,
Wrapping comfort all around the fools.
What you do, in my name, in my name,
What you do, brings me shame, and I’m not to blame.
What you do, what you do, gonna bring you flames.
On the Mount to preach. On the Cross to reach
All the sinful hearts with Holy Words.
"In My Name" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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In the Truth (Demo)
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"IN THE TRUTH" by David Guilbault
We’ve got to live In the Truth.
We’ve got to live In the Truth.
The light that shines - on the lies sometimes
Breaks through.
And our eyes that hide - from the hurt inside
Can trust the view
When we live, when we live
In the Truth.
Dishonesty will wound our souls.
This treachery will leave us cold.
The lies we tell - to hide ourselves
Will bring us down.
A life - of well-lived grace
Cannot be found,
‘Till we live, ‘till we live
In the Truth.
Truth is hard - when it drops the guard
Of faith we hold.
But, truth can’t free - what is meant to be
Until it’s told,
Until it’s told,
Until it’s told.
We’ve got to live In the Truth.
We’ve got to live In the Truth.
Break the chains - that hold our shame
In fearful guile.
Call its name, - let us all proclaim
The honest cry.
That we live, that we live
In the Truth.
"In the Truth" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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Lucky Tonight (Demo)
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"LUCKY TONIGHT" by David Guilbault
I’m headin’ home,
Feelin’ tired to the bone.
Then I see the wink of your eye.
You’re lookin’ at me - like a sweet honeybee.
Think I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.
Headin’ straight for the door,
Hadn’t made it before
You put me square into you sights.
Took me all in - like you’re ready for sin.
Think I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.
Lucky, oh lucky.
I think I’m getting’ lucky tonight.
Lucky, oh lucky.
Think I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.
Think I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.
I don’t know what to say.
Never seen you this way.
Your heat is such a pleasant surprise.
Takin’ it in - like a tropical wind.
Think I’m gettin’ lucky tonight.
Your stare is so hot
Sayin’ “ready or not?”
Ain’t no doubt, what’s on your mind.
Give the glances a rest - ‘cause the answer is yes.
Think I’m getting’ lucky tonight.
"Lucky Tonight" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"MORE DAMAGE TO BE DONE" by David Guilbault
Death stands at my door.
Sayin’ time has not yet come.
Life still has some more
Damage to be done.
Damage, more damage - to be done.
I’ve had my share of hurt.
Didn’t care much for the pain.
Hard to tell what’s worse,
The fortune or the fame.
The fortune, the fortune - or the fame.
Is it really not enough?
Are there heartaches still in store?
Did it have to be this rough?
What was all the crying for?
What was all, what was all - the crying for?
Some have all the luck.
Strokes of genius claimed.
They suck up all the love
To hear their herald name.
They hear, they hear - their herald name.
I was on the devil’s list.
I was off the godly eye.
Did I deserve all this?
Will I suffer ‘till I die?
Will I suffer ‘till I die?
Now, death stands at my door.
A bandit on the run.
Grave wounds I endure.
More damage,
More damage,
More damage, more damage - to be done.
"More Damage to be Done" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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13. |
Move as One (Demo)
03:29
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"MOVE AS ONE" by David Guilbault
Oh dear, my heart, is holding out hope tonight,
That your heart feels this way, too.
Oh dear, my heart, is beating with love’s desire.
Sounding a song of me and you.
Two loving hearts should dance to the same tune.
Two loving souls should move as one.
Oh dear, your eyes, are saying what I want to hear.
That a passion burns inside of you.
Oh dear, your eyes, are longing for my embrace.
Beckoning a kiss that says we’re true.
Our looks of love are showing what we both feel.
Our loving souls should move as one.
Move as one. Move as one.
Our loving souls should move as one.
Oh dear, our touch, our fingertips across our skin.
The joy and grace that we’re made of.
Oh dear, our touch, the sweet release when love begins.
Our bodies warm with our new love.
Two loving hearts now dance to the same tune.
Two loving souls now move as one.
Two loving hearts now dance to the same tune.
Two loving souls now move as one.
"Move as One" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"THAT WIND LEFT ME ALONE" by David Guilbault
Well, I woke up in the mornin’
‘fore that wind came blowin’ down.
Yeah, I woke up un the mornin’
‘fore that wind blew all around.
It was howlin’ and a growlin,’
Plowin’ down the houses of this town.
Well, I guess I am a lucky one,
‘cause that wind, it spared my life.
Yeah, I guess I am a lucky one.
Can’t say the same for my dear wife.
‘Cause that wind, it blew her away
And dropped her ‘cross the county line.
That wind left me alone.
Yeah, that wind left me alone.
That wind, she know’d.
Now, me and the missus,
We never did see eye to eye.
Yeah, me and the missus,
All we did was fight and fight.
That wind musta know’d that it was time
For us to say goodbye.
Well, now I’m blowin’ kisses
To ev’ry sweet girl that I see.
Yeah, me, I’m blowin’ kisses
Up and down this blown down street.
I guess that I should thank that wind
For knowin’ who to kill and who to keep.
"The Wind Left Me Alone" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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"THIS IS THE FIRST DAY" by David Guilbault
This is the first day.
Counting them off now.
One by one, until they’re gone.
These stolen moments.
Blessings and favors.
Embrace them all, until they’re gone.
Gone from this life of wondrous woe.
Body and mind, spirit and soul.
And so it goes.
This is the first day.
Cherish them all now.
Look to the loves that you have sown.
Thank ev’ry heartbeat.
Rejoice in the kindness.
Awake to an unrelenting dawn.
Dawn brings a cure of light and hope.
Body and mind, spirit and soul.
And so it goes.
This is the first day.
The die it is cast now.
Fate is forged in kingdom come.
Born to the unknown.
Warmed by my children.
Losing time ‘til time is done.
Done are the days of toil and toll.
Body and mind, spirit and soul.
And so I go.
"This is the First Day" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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16. |
Touch Me Tonight (Demo)
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"TOUCH ME TONIGHT" by David Guilbault
There was a time, my love, when you’d put your hand in mine,
And hold me in your arms with loving trust.
I could feel it deep inside. Your touch was sweet and kind.
Now I wonder what’s become of us.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
I need your warm touch.
I need it so much.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
Your fingers on my skin.
I still remember them.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
It’s been so long, dear,
Since I’ve felt your touch.
Our distance is wrong, dear.
Our silence, too much.
This cold chill between us,
You know is not right.
Rekindle the warmth, dear.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
Touch is the soul of the senses.
Touch is the truth of the heart.
The brush of fingertips,
The softness of a kiss,
And you know love’s found a spark.
So, won’t you touch me, tonight?
Let me know that our love’s alive.
Let me feel that we will survive.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
I need your warm touch.
I need it so much.
Won’t you touch me, tonight?
"Touch Me Tonight" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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17. |
Yellowcake (Demo)
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"YELLOWCAKE" by David Guilbault
Hot-wired a car. Stole whisky from the bar.
Played the highest stakes. Won a rattlesnake.
Now I’m takin’ to the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
Cops are on my trail. Ain’t gonna go to jail.
This urania dust, keeps ‘em chasin’ us.
Now I’m runnin’ on the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
Pistol by my side, for this wicked ride.
Got a cargo of doom. Gonna make it boom.
Now I’m bookin’ down the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
I see the black and whites. I see the flashing lights.
I hear the sirens scream. Gotta flee this scene.
Now I’m jumpin’ off the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
There’s a rattle and hiss. Something’s gone amiss.
Where’s that fearsome snake? There’s a piercin’ ache.
Now I’m crashin’ off the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
It’s the venom, ya know, that’ll stop your show.
It’ll choke your breath. Lay your plans to rest.
Now I’m dyin’ off the road
With my girl and a can of Yellowcake.
"Yellowcake" © 2019 David Guilbault.
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David Guilbault Seattle, Washington
Seattle singer-songwriter David Guilbault writes, records & performs honest-to-goodness soulful music of love, life and loss - heartfelt songs that live in the truth.
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