Hal Ketchum Old Soldiers

Old habits die hard, some wounds never heal

We got what we came for, this is part of the deal

I can’t forget you, I can’t even try

Sometimes it seems like somebody died

Old soldiers die hard, old hearts beat slow

Old friends go easy, old lovers just go

Some fools never learn, ain’t that what they say

I turned for a moment, you turned away

You had your reasons, God only knows

If it bothered you baby, it never showed

Old soldiers die hard, old hearts beat slow

Old friends go easy, old lovers just go

Old soldiers die hard, old heads hang low

Old friends go easy, old lovers just go

I keep telling myself that it’s alright

But I know that later on tonight

Old soldiers cry hard, old hearts beat slow

Old friends go easy, old lovers just go

Old soldiers die hard, old heads hang low

Old friends go easy, old lovers just go

Hal Ketchum Ghost Town

Can’t see the burned out night light

Her spirit calls from long ago, long ago

Something doesn’t ring right

Must be my telephone

Breakin’ in another morning

Shadows cold across the floor, across the floor

I miss you sweet magnolia

I miss your love and nothing more

It’s like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

City lights can’t spark a flame

I’m not quite sure where I belong

Old love songs sure don’t sound the same

I can’t sleep, so I can’t dream

Tumbleweed keeps rollin’ on

Like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

Stacked up papers

Empty bottle full of blues, full of blues

Oh, ain’t nothing sacred

Nothing but the sight of you

Long gone feelings

Travel well down dusty roads, dusty roads

Give me one good reason

To think she’s ever coming home

It’s like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

City lights can’t spark a flame

I’m not quite sure where I belong

Old love songs sure don’t sound the same

I can’t sleep, so I can’t dream

Tumbleweed keeps rollin’ on

Like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

Livin’ in a Ghost Town

Livin’ in a Ghost Town

Hal Ketchum Small Town Saturday Night

There’s an Elvis movie on the marquee sign

We’ve all seen at least three times

Everybody’s broke, Bobby’s got a buck

Put a dollar’s worth of gas in his pickup truck

We’re going ninety miles an hour down a deadend road

What’s the hurry, son… where you gonna go?

We’re gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It’s a small town Saturday night

It’s a small town Saturday night

Lucy’s got her lipstick on a little too bright

Bobby’s gettin’ drunk and lookin’ for a fight

Liquor on his breath and trouble on his mind

And Lucy’s just a kid, along for the ride

Got a six-pack of beer and a bottle of wine

Gotta be bad just to have a good time

They’re gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It’s a small town Saturday night

It’s a small town Saturday night

Bobby told Lucy, “The world ain’t round…

Drops off sharp at the edge of town

Lucy, you know the world must be flat

‘Cause when people leave town, they never come back”

They go ninety miles an hour to the city limits sign

Put the pedal to the metal ‘fore they change their mind

They howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It’s a small town Saturday night

They howl at the moon, shoot out the light

Yeah, it’s a small town Saturday night

It’s a small town Saturday night

It’s a small town Saturday night

Hal Ketchum Hang In There Superman

Heard you was in trouble

And hurtin awful bad

Facing the biggest challenges that

You ever had

For peace & truth & justice we’ve

Struggled every day

Speeding to our rescue

Faster than a train

You know you were my hero

When I was just a kid

I used to dream of doing every

Single thing you did

Jumping off of buildings

Flying like a bird

While potentates & presidents are

Hung on every word

I speak for everybody when I say

Hang in there

superman

You always came out

Fighting at the Bell

Hang in there

Superman

One Billion grown-up

Children wish you well, well, Woo

Metropolis is calling

London needs your help

Paris France and Budapest can’t

Do It for themselves

Forgive the imposition

Now I know you got it rough

This old world still needs you boy

So hang on in there tough

I speak for everybody when I say

Hang in there

superman

You always came out

Fighting at the Bell

Hang in there

Superman

One Billion grown-up

Children wish you well, well

Hang in there

superman

You always came out

Fighting at the Bell

Hang in there

Superman

One Billion grown-up

Children wish you well, well

Hal Ketchum One More Midnight

Twenty-seven truckstops

Santa Fe to Grapevine

Hollywood in my eyes

Sittin’ on a suitcase

Waitin’ on my next ride

Ocean full’a diesel

Cloud’a cigarettes

Lonely ol’ heart full’a ‘ain’t there yet’

Million little white lines in the rearview

All the comin’

All the goin’

And it all comes down to

One more midnight

One more coffee in a paper cup

One more tread on my soul

One more sunset

One more sweet dream

Rockin’ to the rhythm of the road

I got one more midnight to go

Woke up last few

Hit me like a freight train

Had to get back to you

Nothin’ but broke down

Beat up

Black and blue

Since you

Highways and byways and little two-lanes

Standin’ all night in the Texas rain

Thirteen states with three time zones

All the missin’

All the wishin’

All I’m countin’ on is

One more midnight

One more coffee in a paper cup

One more tread on my soul

One more sunset

One more sweet dream

Rockin’ to the rhythm of the road

I got one more midnight to go

One more midnight

One more coffee in a paper cup

One more tread on my soul

One more sunset

One more sweet dream

Rockin’ to the rhythm of the road

I got one more midnight to go

One more midnight

One more midnight

One more midnight

Hal Ketchum Yesterday’s Gone

There’s a cardigan sweater on an old wooden hanger,

In the back of the closet at the end of the hall.

My grandfather wore it for thirty-five years, now he don’t wear it at all.

He sits in the shade at the end of his journey,

In a home for the tired, the old and confused.

So (tell me) where have they hidden the soul of the man I once knew?

[Chorus:]

Where is the giant who lived in his body?

Where is the mountain that he stood upon?

It’s hard to believe as I sit here and hold him,

How mountains will crumble and yesterday’s gone.

There’s a picture in Salem (faded old photo) of a dashing young cowboy (soldier),

Dressed to the nines for a night on the town.

That’s him in the middle, surrounded by people who lit up when he came around.

So where are the angels sent down to protect him,

Am I all that’s left of his life?

Are we two hearts together, the young and the weary,

Fading one beat at a time?

[Chorus]

There’s a corner in Heaven for callused old heroes,

A place where a good man can finally rest.

Paid for by promises, toil and tears,

By a soul who did only his best.

So we sit here together, knowin’ that train’s a-coming,

And Heaven’s just one stop away.

I savor the gift of his hand on my shoulder,

Here at the end of the day.

[Chorus:]

Where is the giant who lived in his body?

Where is the mountain that he stood upon?

It’s hard to believe as I sit here and hold him,

How mountains will crumble and yesterday’s gone.

Oh, it’s hard to believe as I sit here and hold him,

How mountains will crumble and yesterday’s gone.

Hal Ketchum Alamo

In front of the Alamo

In the fading light of the Texas day,San Antonio

Through the windshield of a Chevrolet

With the front tires pointed out of town

She sighs and rolls the window down

Counts to three and throws that wedding band

In front of the Alamo

That’s a pretty good place to make a stand

In front of the Alamo

Where the cameras click and the tourists stare

Long, long time ago

She met the man in question there

She wanted trust, she wanted truth

Two things he found hard to do

So forever was shorter than she planned

In front of the Alamo

That’s a pretty good place to make a stand

She didn’t come for inspiration

Or to breathe the mighty dust of heroes lost

She just felt the time was right

At this random traffic light

To say, ‘Enough is enough’ and move on

In front of the Alamo

In the fading light of the Texas day,San Antonio

Through the windshield of a Chevrolet

Maybe something in the air

Makes the timid braver there

To cross the line that they’ve drawn in the sand

In front of the Alamo

They held on, she lets go

In front of the Alamo

That’s a pretty good place to make a stand

Hal Ketchum Walk Away

Well, you sit alone and stare at the cloudy sky

I stand in the doorway, wonder why

There’s no tenderness in the words we said

There’s no sense in pretending for one more day

They say a man’s gotta stand and take it

They say true love is worth the fight

The time has come now to turn and face it

This will never be right though it’s over tonight

Played all the games, we danced all the dances

Trying to hold on to yesterday

Now that we run out of second chances

Well, I thought it proved and the best I can do

Is just walk away, walk away

Well, it’s over now, all is said and done

We both fought the good fight but nobody won

Well, we try again, only time will tell

All that’s left for me now is to wish you well

They say a man’s gotta stand and take it

They say true love is worth the fight

The time has come now to turn and face it

This will never be right though it’s over tonight

Played all the games, we danced all the dances

Trying to hold on to yesterday

Now that we run out of second chances

Well, I thought it proved and the best I can do

Is just walk away

They say a man’s gotta stand and take it

They say true love is worth the fight

The time has come now to turn and face it

This will never be right though it’s over tonight

Played all the games, we danced all the dances

Trying to hold on to yesterday

Now that we run out of second chances

Well, I thought it proved and the best I can do

Is just walk away, walk away, walk, walk, walk away, walk away

Hal Ketchum The Carpenter’s Way

I build houses and barns and a birdhouse or two

Studied my blue prints and plans

I like wood that don’t argue, nails that drive straight

Tools that don’t skin up my hands

I have followed my call from Texas to Maine

Bangin’ out churches and chairs

Struttin’ the snow and the sun and the rain

Bangin’ out rafters and stairs

And I’m slow but I’m steady

I prize the work more than the pay

I’m rough and I’m ready

Livin’ the carpenter’s way

Livin’ the carpenter’s way

Tomorrow you’ll find me up on some roof

Watchin’ the sun play the hill

Rye in my coffee, love in my heart

Doin’ what carpenter’s will

I’m slow but I’m steady

I prize the work more than the pay

I’m rough and I’m ready

Living the carpenter’s way

Living the carpenter’s way

Living the carpenter’s way

Hal Ketchum Dreams Of Martina

Another new day just came and went

Working, I sail ’bout the wave, got spent

Working like a dog, laying asphalt down

On a two-lane black top leaving this town

The red hot sun don’t bother me now

What gets me is when the day is done

Cold dark house and an unmade bed

Where the dreams of Martina roll around in my head

Dreams of Martina, what can I say?

Dreams of Martina stand in my way

Tonight I’m gonna lay that heartache down

Everybody tells me that I’m not myself

Somebody tried to set me up with someone else

Casual conversation and a moon-lit stroll

It’s the perfect situation and my blood runs cold

My friends can’t see what’s bothering me

I guess they wanna know me like I used to be

Maybe liven up the party with my lampshade on

Before dreams of Martina turned my heart to stone

Dreams of Martina, what can I say?

Dreams of Martina stand in my way

Tonight I’m gonna lay that heartache down

The wind and rain don’t cause me no pain

I guess I’ve grown accustomed to the same ol’ thing

It appears I might suffer from the lack of a king

But the dreams of Martina won’t let me sleep

Dreams of Martina, what can I say?

Dreams of Martina stand in my way

Tonight I’m gonna lay that heartache down

Tonight I’m gonna lay that heartache down

Dreams of Martina!