Disc 1
1. Born On Coney Island
2. Valentine’s Day
3. Breakfast In Bed
4. Carl Rogers Blues
5. Drivin’ Barefoot
6. Sunnyside Up
7. Imperfections
8. She’s So Lovely
9. Pourin’ Out My Heart
10. Soldier’s Goodbye
11. Oh, Baby
12. Naked Pleasure (Acoustic)
Disc 2
1. Dynamite Sugar Babe
2. Run Around Molly
3. Two Hours Of Rum
4. Bum
5. Dedication
6. Fishin’ & Drinkin’
7. Years Ago
8. Lemonade
9. Sweet Alabam’
10. She Bought Me A Drink (Acoustic)
11. Lost
12. Sarah’s Song
BORN ON CONEY ISLAND
Ted Wulfers
Well he learned to play piano
To smoke and drink his nights away
Flapper dancers and Broadway romancers
They loved to hear him play
Because of them, he never married
Until he turned forty two
When an Irish girl changed his world
Made him say I do
They settled in New Jersey
And bought a house filled with joy
Then one day, he became a father
To a healthy baby boy
Well his real name was Willie
They called him “Pop Pop” just the same
And his son had my father
Who gave me my name
I learned to play at his piano
Back when I was just three
Sometimes I wonder through all the blunders
What would Willie think of me?
Sometimes I wonder through all the blunders
What would Willie think of me?
He was born on Coney Island
To one of the first families there
New York City, Nineteenth Century
Before the fair
Words and Music by Ted Wulfers
©2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Piano, Bass, Organ
Chris Lawrence: Pedal Steel
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
VALENTINES DAY
Ted Wulfers
Pick up the flowers in the morning
Snuggle up real tight before you fall asleep
I’ll send you kisses through a phone call
Or an e-mail that makes you feel so sweet
It’s a dream that we’re living
The love we’re given
Sometimes those dreams just don’t come true
So many people ain’t got anybody
They can call a friend on Valentine’s day
Four years of college all for nothing
Twenty five years with the company
Pick up your pink slip in the morning
These new computers do the work for free
It’s a dream that we’re living
The lives we’re given
Sometimes those dreams just don’t come true
Well you can spend life wishin’ you were somebody else
But you’re always better off bein’ yourself
So guys if you have a girl, give her the whole damn world
Cause next year, you never know
So many people ain’t got anybody
They can call a friend on Valentine’s day
So many people ain’t got anybody
They can call a friend on Valentine’s day
Words and Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocalsl, Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Drum Set, Percussion
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
BREAKFAST IN BED
Ted Wulfers
She’d bring me breakfast in bed
And we’d listen to the Rolling Stones
While she did her nails and I played video games
I taught her how to play Dead Flowers on the guitar
She’d dream about fortune and fame
Well baby, how are you doin?
Where has your life taken you to?
Cause I’m alone in this hotel room, singin’ Dead Flowers
Wishin’ I still had a girl like you
Well I hear she writes for a newspaper
And I bet she writes them stories pretty good
An’ if I had another chance to have another dance
Oh baby, you know I would
Well baby, how are you doin?
Where has your life taken you to?
Cause I’m alone in this hotel room, singin’ Dead Flowers
Wishin’ I still had a girl like you
Cause I’m alone in this hotel room, singin’ Dead Flowers
Wishin’ I still had a girl like you
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Drum Set, Harmonica, Lap Steel
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
CARL ROGERS BLUES
Ted Wulfers
The very first time I heard Gram Parsons, I was tryin’ to hop a train
Big ski goggles, skiis, ski boots and a mountain of cocaine
Those were the days you could join the circus and no one would laugh at you
You just had to be whacky and wild and you had to like Kind of Blue
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
Out too late on a Friday night with a friend of mine for a sail
Paying for my cover charge was kinda like posting bail
Went back to a motel with two models to take a peek
I don’t really feel like telling you now but all they did was clean our teeth
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
There’s a pool table in Tucson, Arizona
It’s the loveliest shade of beige
Carl Rogers taught me how to be a better person in seven days
It was the best damn week of my life but now I’m back in a haze
There ain’t no need to terry honey, when you wanna take a look
Take one down and pass ‘em around, it’s right there in the book
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
You say I’m going crazy, so say I’m going wild
Oh yeah
Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ, Harmonica, Percussion
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Mark Lonsway: Backup Vocal
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
DRIVIN’ BAREFOOT
Ted Wulfers
Break the rules, no one seems to care
Spread the news, don’t you know it’s only fair
What goes around must also come around
And I’ve gotta get out of this town
And I don’t give a damn about livin’ wrong or right
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
Born to lose, if that’s what they say it isn’t true
Born to win, somebody’s lyin’ to you
The winter gets colder and you’re getting older
The love of your life moved out to Boulder
And I don’t give a damn about livin’ wrong or right
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
Sometimes it’s hard to get where you’re goin’
Makin’ up the road as you go
Just as long as the river’s a flowin’
That’s all you need to know
And I don’t give a damn about livin’ wrong or right
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
Lookin’ back, that’s no way to live
Take a chance; it’s only yours to give
What goes around must also come around
And I gotta get out of this town
And I don’t give a damn about livin’ wrong or right
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
And I don’t give a damn about livin’ wrong or right
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
And I don’t give a damn where I sleep tonight
I’m just drivin’ barefoot through my life
Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum Set, Banjo, Mandolin, Organ, Harmonica, Percussion
Mark Lonsway: Backup Vocals
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SUNNYSIDE UP
Ted Wulfers
See your soul behind a trembling fortress
I see your eyes behind a cool pair of shades
I braved the summers and winters of wisdom
When autumn comes like the Queen of Spades
My journey’s long every day’s an adventure
That’s what you get when your life’s a tall tale
My paradise is a tear behind laughter
You know my dream is as big as a whale
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
When you cast your eyes on the ocean
You’re just lookin’ love in the eye
No excess wealth or power
Three little birds flyin’ in the sky
Sun rises every morning, induction rings in true
Some never care to see it
I’m one of those who do
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
What would we do without a hand to hold?
What would we do with no friends to tell our stories to?
What would we do without a hand to hold?
Let’s get together me and you ooh
I see a soul behind a trembling fortress
I see your eyes behind a cool pair of shades
I braved the summers and winters of fortune
When autumn comes like the Queen of Spades
My journey’s long every day’s an adventure
That’s what you get when your life’s a tall tale
My paradise is a tear behind laughter
You know my dream is as big as a whale
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
Sunnyside up, tequila knock you down
And the wide, wild world is a memory
Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2000, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Bass, Lap Steel, Guitar, Percussion, Snaps
Jeff Kelly: Backup Vocal
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
IMPERFECTIONS
Ted Wulfers
Maybe it’s the Nicorette gum or the hangover pills
Or your lousy circulation, skinny ankles and wrists that give you the chills
Or the way that your hair covers your eyes so you can’t see
It’s your imperfections that make you perfect to me
Maybe it’s the food you eat and the way you chew
Or the fact that you find anything better to do
And yeah, I’ll even forgive you for buying a Justin Timberlake CD
It’s your imperfections that make you perfect to me
Your second toe may be longer than your big one
And I really don’t like your ugly tattoo
Scared is how I feel when you’re behind the wheel
But there’s a reason, I’m still here with you
Maybe it’s the clothes you wear or the way you taste
Or the fact that you can’t put the cap back on the tooth paste
Or when you spend all day caking your face with makeup for no one to see
It’s your imperfections that make you perfect to me
Or in the middle of the night when you steal the covers and force me to freeze
It’s your imperfections that make you perfect to me
Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SHE’S SO LOVELY
Ted Wulfers
She means business when she looks my way
And you know she really makes my day
She’s so lovely the way she moves, moves me
She looks good in her underwear
And she loves to watch me stare
She’s so lovely the way she moves, moves me
Well she’s always right on time
An’ she’s always got a dime
And she looks so good to me
But her lovin,’ it ain’t free
She always knows just what to say
An’ she loves to roll in the hay
She’s so lovely the way, the way she moves, moves me
She’s so lovely, she looks so good to me, oh yeah yeah
Oh, there she goes, oh, there she goes
Oh, there she goes, she looks so good to me
Well she’s always right on time
An’ she’s always got a dime
And she looks so good to me
But her lovin,’ it ain’t free
She means business when she looks my way
An’ she loves to roll in the hay
She’s so lovely the way she moves, moves me
She’s so lovely, she looks so good to me oh yeah
She’s so lovely, she looks so good to me
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©1999, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Mark Lonsway: Backup Vocal
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
POURIN’ OUT MY HEART
Ted Wulfers
When I was born my Mama told me true
She said, “Don’t let a woman do it to you”
Pourin’ out my heart, do it to me all night long
When you tear it out tell me tell tell me is it blue
When I was born, my Mama told me son
“Even when you’re workin’ you gotta have some fun”
So I went to the casino, smoked me a big cigar
Then the woman got me, she was a red jaguar
When I was born my Mama told me “boy”
When I was born my Mama told me “boy
The guitar is a lifestyle, it’s not a toy”
When I was born my Mama told me true
“Don’t let a woman a woman treat you blue”
I’m pourin’ out my heart, I’m pourin’ out my heart for you
When you’re tearin’ out my heart, tell me tell me is it blue
When I was born, my Mama told me true
“Don’t let a woman do it to you”
I’m pourin’ out my heart, I’m pourin’ out my heart for you
But when you’re tearin’ out my heart, tell me tell me is it blue
I’m pourin’ out my heart, I’m pourin’ out my heart for you
When you’re tearin’ out my heart, tell me tell me is it blue
Oh yeah
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©1999, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Dobro, Guitar, Double Bass, Percussion
Adam Brunelle: Guitar
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SOLDIER’S GOODBYE
Ted Wulfers
The reason why it’s so hard to leave is that I think I still love you
And if it were all up to me, I would marry you tomorrow
So let’s get kissin’ ‘cause it’s you I’ll be missin’ as go across the ocean
And if I die before our next goodbye just remember this moment
Love, love, love is all I’m givin’ as I look into your eyes one more time
And if I go, you know I’ll remember forever the time you were mine
So let’s get kissin’ ‘cause it’s you I’ll be missin’ as go across the ocean
And if I die before our next goodbye just think of this moment
The reason why it’s so hard to leave is that I know I still love you
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Percussion
Jessica Rae: Fiddle
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
OH, BABY
Ted Wulfers
Oh baby oh baby how I miss California
Oh baby oh baby how I miss your eyes
Oh baby oh baby tell me it’s over
For I will miss you the rest of my life
Oh baby oh baby how I miss Minnesota
Oh baby oh baby how I miss your eyes
Oh baby oh baby tell me it’s over
For I will miss you the rest of my life
The lonely road is callin’ my name
Another town, another flame
All this life, fortune and fame
But I still think of you
Oh baby oh baby how I miss Georgia
Oh baby oh baby how I miss your eyes
Oh baby oh baby tell me it’s over
For I will miss you the rest of my life
The lonely road is callin’ my name
Another town, another flame
All this life, fortune and fame
But I still think of you
Oh baby oh baby how I miss California
Oh baby oh baby how I miss your eyes
Oh baby oh baby tell me it’s over
For I will miss you the rest of my life
For I will miss you the rest of my life
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Dobro
Jeff Kelly: Kick Drum
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
NAKED PLEASURE (ACOUSTIC)
Ted Wulfers
Sit right down and tell a story, I’ll get you another beer
Cause the times I don’t remember are times that weren’t so clear
Those who call this life adventure never know what to do
I guess this is my indenture livin’ it through and true
Look at the sun, I do believe he’s sinking
Let us, let us get him, let us get him on the run
You gotta drive all night long
Listen to your favorite song
‘Cause the highway never did no one wrong
This is where I belong
Naked was her first name an’ Pleasure was her last
Fun and games were her future, treasure was her past
We would lie awake for hours, wonderin’ what to do oh yeah
With her perfume came a madness, I wanted a whiff or two
Smelled so good
Look at her now, she’s got the everything
She needs, all she has, all she wants one more time
You gotta drive all night long
Listen to your favorite song
‘Cause the highway never did no one wrong
This is where I belong
Thinking of places and miles that I have traveled
Looking at photographs on the floor I have scattered
Time slips away leaving you with a moment
Never ever to be lived again
You gotta drive all night long
Listen to your favorite song
‘Cause the highway never did no one wrong
This is where I belong
Listen to your favorite song
The highway don’t do no one wrong
Except for that one time
Drive all night long
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2000, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
DISC TWO
DYNAMITE SUGAR BABE
Ted Wulfers
With that dress you’re wearin’
You could end every war in the world
They’d lay down their rifles to see a sunny girl
And you found me when I was drinking
And you put me in your bed
And you drove all the bad dreams away
You’re my dynamite sugar babe
You’re my dynamite sugar babe
Ladybugs and Movie stars, they never stay for long
They give you the best luck of your life
And in the morning they’re gone
But don’t they look so pretty on the silver screen
Paper thin and charming like a dream
You’re my dynamite Sugar babe
You’re my dynamite Sugar babe
But like the cookie crumbles
And like the river flows
Time tells the story only dead men know
And I still think about you every now and then
A time when I really had a friend
You’re my dynamite sugar babe
You’re my dynamite sugar babe
With that dress you’re wearin’
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
RUN AROUND MOLLY
Ted Wulfers
Well I know a gal she lives in the woods
An’ her lovin’s so good
She dances around oh so jolly
Yeah, she goes by the name of Run Around Molly
Well she’s Run Around Molly and doncha know the girl is mine
Oh, yeah she tastes so sweet
From her ruby red lips to the bottoms of her feet
Hair so long like boughs of holly
Well all the little boys want Run Around Molly
Well, she’s Run Around Molly and doncha know the girl is mine, all mine
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
She’s a hot hot hot oh baby
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
Well she’s Run Around Molly an doncha know the girl is mine, oh yeah
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
She’s a hot hot hot oh baby
We dance toe ta-ta toe baby
Well she’s Run Around Molly an doncha know the girl is mine, oh yeah
All the folks wonder why she’s runnin’ around
When there’s so much lovin’ all over town
Smile so cute but a lil’ melancholy
All the little boys want Run Around Molly
Yeah she’s Run Around Molly and doncha know the girl is mine, all mine
Shake your stuff woman, oh yeah
Words and Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005,2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Drum Set, Lap Steel, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
TWO HOURS OF RUM
Ted Wulfers
I wanna to move to Montana an’ hide from what’s goin’ down
I wanna move to Las Vegas and go out on the town
But I’m stuck in this prison to think about what I’ve done
Twenty years for two hours of rum
I wanna go to Heaven but they wouldn’t let me in
Already been to Hell and I’m sick of sink or swim
I really miss Maria, she really was the one
Twenty years for two hours of rum
In my blind and stumbling state, I unleashed ole Hades’ gate
And I soon became a different man
It took years for me to thrill her but only minutes for me to kill her
And now my grief and pain, I just can’t stand
I wanna go to London, maybe Paris, France
I wanna hear some music, get my dead feet to dance
But they won’t let me hear it or ever see the sun
Twenty years for two hours of rum
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Bass, Piano, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
BUM
Ted Wulfers
I’m such a lazy, hazy, dirty, horny, do nothin’, out of it
Not hungover, sleepy, happy, nappy not so weepy
Feelin’ sorry that I’m never fellin’ sorry for myself today
I’m an asker, multi tasker, servant’s servant, I’m a master
Ain’t no smoker, but a toker and sometimes a midnight joker
With my hunger on a diet and my freedom on a big ole chain
I’m a werewolf, I’m Brazilian, more aloof than Maximillian
Valentino on Viagra, salamander from Niagra
With a walnut colored ego that can screw more than a phillips on Aleve
I brought tsunamis to your punani, tucked you in in your pajamies
Read you Dickens, Keats and Shelly though your feet were kinda smelly
Took your tambourine and shook you all night long like AC/DC do
I’m a weirdo with a libido, you’ll never see me in a speedo
I’m grease lightning only quicker and I run on good cheap liquor
If heaven were a bar, I might say that’s “S.W.E.L.L.”
I’m a drop out, I’m a cop out and I’m proud to be a knock out
With my guitar in my hand, I travel air and sea and land
Makin’ up these songs about women and wine
Well I’m such a lazy, hazy, dirty, horny, do nothin’, out of it
Not hungover, sleepy, happy, nappy not so weepy
Feelin’ sorry that that’s all that I have to say to you
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Dobro, Bass, Harmonica, Percussion, Drum Set
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
DEDICATION
Ted Wulfers
This one goes out to you
The one who couldn’t make it to the show
You say I go astray and my eyes wander
Where my mind wants to go
This is my dedication to you
Just so you know
This is my dedication to you
Once in a park, it was dark
And I called out your name
The girl, in her defense, she took offense
And ran away
This is my dedication to you
Just so you know
This is my dedication to you
You were someone I couldn’t have
But now I’ve had it up to here
And I wanted you so badly
Now my mind is clear, it’s clear
Two of a kind, you’re a pot
And I am yer pan
You said you liked my voice
You had no choice
You’re my biggest fan
This is my dedication to you
Just so you know
Missed your dedication at this show
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
FISHIN’ & DRINKIN’
Ted Wulfers
There’s nothing like it in the world
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
I’ve loved me many a girl
But none of them are fishin’ & drinkin’
It’s on the boat together
It’s in the woods alone
Just you and Mother Nature
And the sound the river
If you’ve ever been haunted by the water
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
If you love the water
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
The cool in the morning
The warm of sunset
A splash of excitement
And the sound of the river
Forget about your things to do
An’ go and find some water blue
Forget about the time
If you’ve ever been haunted by the water
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
If you love the water
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
Fishin’ & drinkin,’ drinkin’ & fishin’
Fishin’ & drinkin’
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Dobro, Bass, Percussion
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
YEARS AGO
Ted Wulfers
Last night, I met a waitress
She was oh so kind and she treated me well
She said she liked a man that had good manners
I said please, I said thank you, and I tipped her real well
How was I to know that she was under age
It didn’t matter some how
It was the way in which she looked at me
Made me feel as if it were years ago
We would wait for the beach to freeze
To spend our winters there
And when the cops would come, we would flee
Those were many years ago
Packed tight like a gang of thieves
We would go into the night air
To the grocery store to rob the rich
Those were oh so many years ago
Years ago, I was seventeen
A knight with an Oldsmobile stead
And when I think about the things I’ve seen
How I wish that it were years ago
Just as there’s having too little
There’s knowin’ too much
And I wish that I were still naïve
Like I was so many years ago
It was the evening of the 10th of September
That fall day in 2001
It was a night of peace that I’ll always remember
That was so many years ago
Years ago, I was seventeen
A knight with an Oldsmobile stead
And when I think about the things I’ve seen
How I wish that it were years ago
How I wish it were years ago
Last night, I met a waitress
She was oh so kind and she treated me well
She said she liked a man that had good manners
I said please, I said thank you….
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
LEMONADE
Ted Wulfers
All her lovers have accents
Where she finds them no body knows
Yes, all her lovers have accents
Where she finds them no body knows
And you’re close but you’re not good enough
Yeah, you’re close but you could be far away
Yeah, you’re close but you’re not good enough
Yeah, you’re close but you could be far away
She likes watching the weather
And you like talkin’ ’bout baseball
And you wish you were a glass of lemonade
On a sunny day
Well she watches the ponies go by
They’re so much faster than you’ll ever be
Yeah she watches the ponies go by
They’re so much faster than you’ll ever be
But who can be faster than that
If you were, would she know
That you can be faster than that
And you are but it doesn’t show
She likes watching the weather
And you like talkin’ ’bout baseball
And you wish you were a glass of lemonade
On a sunny day
Don’t she look so pretty in the morning?
Don’t she look so pretty in the morning?
She likes watching the weather
And you like talkin’ ‘bout baseball
And you wish you were a glass of lemonade
On a sunny day
All her lovers have accents
Where she finds them no body knows
Yes, all her lovers have accents
Where she finds them no body knows
Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004/2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Banjo, Guitars, Percussion, Bass, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SWEET ALABAM’
Ted Wulfers
Lookin’ for a wife, pretty lil’ girl
Sure as hell the girl could sing
Not enough rope, a little too much dope
Bought her a weddin’ ring
Now I’m sleepin’ in the sands of a mighty margarita
Lookin’ for a place to go
Not here to fight just the spend the night
I’m headin’ down to Mexico
An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
So won’t you take my hand and let me be so free…so free
My buddy gotta dog, a Russian submarine
Sure as hell the dog could sing
Never made sense but he paid the rent
Singing’ for the summer fling
An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
So won’t you take my hand and let me be so free…so free
Oh, do you remember when I bathed you in kisses all day long
Spent the night in song but in the morning you were gone
Now I got a job down in Mexico
They love to listen to me sing
It’s a cool world and I got a girl
It’ll end in a weddin’ ring
An’ sweet Alabam’ has never been a sweet ole home to me
Won’t you take my hand and let me be so free
Oh, baby, oh now
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Wurlitzer, Organ, Bass
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SHE BOUGHT ME A DRINK (ACOUSTIC)
Ted Wulfers
Alright, another valiant attempt at a three chord diddy
This goes out to all the girls out there who like to buy the guys the drinks
for once in a while
She bought me a drink an’ then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
An’ starin’ in my eyes vanished into the bar
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink
She’s got a body that you could call delicious, oh
An’ those clothes she wearin’ fit oh so well
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink
You don’t know what this means to me
How can I make it up to you, oh baby
Maybe you could come home with me?
Or should I go home with you an’ you an’ you an’ you?
She bought me a drink
And then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
Starin’ in my eyes, she vanished into the bar
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink
She don’t know my number
She don’t know my name
She bought me a drink
I love her just the same
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Dobro, Wurlitzer, Bass
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
LOST
Ted Wulfers
I got lost in the mountains and I did not mind
I was lookin’ for another place, another time
Lookin’ for a shelter away from my mind
That’s when I found her, a city so fine
And they say how ya ever gonna make it in this town
When you’re lost and you don’t wanna be found
So come and hold me, show me around
When you’re lost and you don’t wanna be found
Well I found me some money and it went up my nose
Don’t you know it smelled sweet, like a Kentucky rose
I been around me a lot of blocks, a lot more to go
Learnin’ all about the good things only dead men know
And they say how ya ever gonna make it in this town
When you’re lost and you don’t wanna be found
Get yourself a woman, give her a gown
When you’re lost and you don’t wanna be found
Oh, the road is long and it’s paved in unwritten songs
So here’s one for you, here’s one to play all night and all day
Gonna tell you the real truth, that’s a guarantee
Sit at this piano and I’ll sing it for free
Get yourself a good drink, a whisky for me
We’ll just drink and laugh until we can’t see
And they say how you ever gonna make it in this town
When you’re lost and you don’t want to be found
So blow out the candle when you show me around
Cause I’m lost and I don’t wanna be found
So blow out the candle when you show me around
Cause I’m lost and I don’t wanna be found
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2005, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Piano
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SARAH’S SONG
Ted Wulfers
Mother’s lily painted on her dress
She holds her secret tight, keeps you obsessed
She’s got a flower in her hair
The world keeps spinnin,’ but she, she don’t care
Watch a million lovers come and go
Lookin’ for the love they’ll never know
She’ll tell you a truthful lie, and you’ll break down and cry
But you’ll believe those magic eyes
She loves somebody until they’re gone
Her hair is curly, brown and long
She keeps dancin’ way past dawn
Singin’ Sarah’s song oh, singin’ Sarah’s song
Oh, she can dazzle with her dance
How mesmerizing is her trance
You’ll watch her soar with utter ease
As if her feet were on the breeze, on the mighty breeze
Earth, wind and fire take their toll
Feel the spirit in your soul
Follow her and with caution lad, an angel only makes you sad
And Sarah will get you in the end
With heated motion and passion strong
It won’t take much to right your wrong
Soon you’ll be dancing way past dawn
Singin’ Sarah’s song, oh singin’ Sarah’s song
She weaves her own clothing like a spinster of fate
When autumn comes, she tells it to wait
But one little thing that Sarah can’t resist
A melody and a kiss
If looks could steal, she’d be a thief
Eternities can be so brief
Her body is of nature’s curves
She’s what every man deserves
A beauty like that you’ve never seen
But she’ll keep on dancing ‘way the day
Visions of her won’t go away
She’s worth the world for one good look
She tells the tail of every book
And she knows it and that’s why I’m in love
She loves somebody until they’re gone
Her hair is curly, brown and long
She keeps dancin’ way past dawn
Singin’ Sarah’s song oh, singin’ Sarah’s song
Singin’ Sarah’s Song
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©1999, 2007 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Dobro, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Organ
Michelle Robinson: Backup Vocals
Brooke Oberwetter: Backup Vocals
Adam Brunelle: Backup Vocals
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Ted Wulfers
Mixed by Davey Rieley
Mastered by Richard Dodd