John Hiatt Face Of God

Tell me how much more suffering

Before you see the face of God?

Tell me how much more suffering

Before you see the face of God?

Now my eyes are blind from crying

Don’t know how many more tears I’ve got!

They say God is a devil,

Until you look him in the eye.

They say God is a devil,

Until you look him in the eye.

I can barely lift my head up,

And sometimes I don’t even wanna try.

I’m not looking for love, baby

Looking how I’m looking,

Anybody tell me where all love go!?

I know I want something

Before you see the eyes of God

Cause I’m busting down to nothing

And its a long down road I’m on.

How does them show up yesterday?

Like a rain come down from the cloud.

I just didn’t showed up yesterday

Like a rain come down from a cloud.

I was own blood from the enemy

Long before my neighbors got proud.

They ride a big fancy cars,

Then like to cut the grass they sow

They ride a big fancy cars,

Then like to cut the grass they sow

I’m doing cartwheel on the front lawn

I’m still coming to the kitchen door.

Tell me how much more suffering

Before you see the face of God?

Tell me how much more suffering

Before you see the face of God?

Now take my shit, baby

Why don’t you tell me what you got?

John Hiatt Hangin’ Around The Observatory

Hangin’ around the observatory.

We were waitin’ to see the moon.

Well we thought that we was all gypsies,

Come to escape these lousy ruins.

Well that telescope; that mighty eye.

It’s bigger, Jack, that you or I.

Oh, it sees the stars, it sees the moon.

You might as well stay in the room.

Professor, Professor, I forgot how it looks.

Could I just take another peak?

Is there really a man who lives up there?

Is it all green cheese so to speak?

Well now listen boy. These are the facts.

The moon is white. The sky is black.

And you are a speck on this crummy Earth,

And a dollar and a half is all you’re worth.

Why did I come here?

Let all the tender scientist,

Get lost in poetry.

And let all these moist romantic guys,

Turn back to history.

Hangin’ around the observatory.

Waitin’ to see the moon.

Well we thought that we was gypsies

Come to escape these lousy ruins.

John Hiatt Old Days

I was sittin’ in the dressing room with Brownie Mcgee

He was drinkin’ that milk with that Dewar’s Whiskey

Said John, there’s nothin’ written anywhere

Suggests the blues will set you free

Old days are comin’ back to me

I was ridin’ in the back seat, with Sonny Terry

Little harmonica player used to drive him around

I think his name was Harry

Tried to get him to eat tofu, raw vegetables, nuts, and berries

But Sonny wasn’t havin’ any of it

He let me share a room with

John Hiatt All The Lilacs In Ohio

Well, you met her there on a New York City stair

You were throwing up on your shoes

Tryin’ to write the great book when it really had you shook

With a bad case of wintertime blues

So you drag her down to the ragged side of town

She had a taxi to carry her home

Then she left her handkerchief there beside you on the seat

As if to emphasize that you were all alone

It smelled like springtime and you were just a boy

And all the lilacs in Ohio

All the lilacs in Ohio. There ya go.

In the city streets and the dirty winter snow

All the lilacs in Ohio – hio.

Well, she’s the love story you speak of

When you talk to Sam at the bar

But it’s in the details your story often fails

Yeah, close, but no cigar

And you might see your own ass in a double whiskey glass

But you’ll never erase her smile

And you’ll never write it down, never find her in this town

Of phantom dreams and fingernail files

It was springtime, and you were just a boy

And all the lilacs in Ohio

All the lilacs in Ohio. There ya go

In city streets and the dirty winter snow

All the lilacs in Ohio – hio

So you pin her handkerchief to your clean white linen sheets

And you unmake your bed, crawl in

You imagine her there and you’re tangled in her hair

And she smells like flowers again

And it’s springtime, and you were just a boy

All the lilacs in Ohio

All the lilacs in Ohio. There ya go

In the city streets and the dirty winter snow

All the lilacs in Ohio – hio

John Hiatt Lincoln Town

What I feel is like an old freight train

Five miles long in the pouring rain

Rolling out of Detroit loaded up with shiny cars

And I’m sitting in a Cadillac smoking on a big cigar

What I feel’s like an engine room

Open it up and smell the perfume

I love that diesel burning up the atmosphere

When you hear me blow well honey baby know I’m here

[Chorus:]

Well I’m going down to Lincoln town

Turn your pretty little head around

Take the next train outward bound

Carry you out of Lincoln town

Well babe you know my home is with you

There ain’t no town or city will do

I need a rolling partner carrying me down the line

And I’m a-comin’ into Lincoln town baby right on time

Well love is like an automobile

Or maybe a freight train dependin’ on how you feel

Big wheels rolling listen to that engine whine

Well rubber or steel honey baby I don’t mind

[Chorus]

When you see that old black smoke

You know it’s time to pack you a coat

Meet me at the station about a quarter to nine

You can ride in my Cadillac honey you can ride the blinds

[Chorus 2x]

John Hiatt Runaway

On the outside, a beautiful thing

On the inside, a bird with a broken wing

Chances taken, now the dark angels circle in the wind

You’re mistaken, but still you’ll do it all again

As he shakes his fist, somethin’ dribbles down his chin

Can you live like this

Just crawlin’ underneath their skin

[Chorus:]

Better run…runaway, there is no reason to stay

Run…runaway

Better run…runaway, fast as these words that I say

Run…runaway

From the ashes you will rise

Distant crashes in your eyes

Though he’s made you into an image of his pain

Cut and shaved you

Like a prisoner on a train

There are broken limbs

And tangled power lines

No songs like hymns

No flowers in the springtime

[Chorus 2x]

I found your heart on Valentine’s Day

I tore it apart, with all I do, with all I say

Just run….

Better run….runaway

There is no reason to stay

Run…runaway

You just run…runaway

Fast as these words that I say

Run…runaway

Better run….runaway

There is no reason to stay

Run…runaway

Better run…runaway

Fast as these words that I say

Run…runaway

John Hiatt After All This Time

After all this time

I’m glad your loving me

‘Cause after all this time

So many disagree

To turn off the lights

Or pull down the shade

Don’t be afraid

After all this time

And after all this time

I’m glad that you can see

After all this time

And I’m the man I want to be

Strong as your love

Free as the wind

Each day we begin

After all this time

After all this time

You love someone

And love’s becoming you

After all this time

Face the sun

Everyday is new

After all this time

I’m glad I’m loving you

After all this time

We are the only two

Here in this world

A love that time forgot

But darlin’ we will not

After all this time

[Repeat]

John Hiatt Loving A Hurricane

You answer questions like a natural disaster

Voices in the wind- you let em call her out

The whole foundation just went flying past her

She puts her heart into it – and you just yank it out

You pulled her love out through the window pane

Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane

She could have rode off with some Texas tornado

Some mister twister she could kick up her boot heels with

Could have rode him on down to Laredo

But you flew in from the gulf like a hot wet kiss

You blew her mind fast as a bullet train

Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane

Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame

Waah waah- loving a hurricane

Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame

Waah waah- loving a hurricane

She might have known youd get her sooner or later

Living in that railer park down by the sandy beach

Where tides roll in like the big dream generators

Forces of nature, blow everything out of reach

Water in her living room, fire up in her brain

Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane

Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame

Waah waah- loving a hurricane

Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame

Waah waah- loving a hurricane

Waah waah- waah waah

Waah waah- loving a hurricane

John Hiatt My Dog And Me

She marked our trail

Up the back bone ridge

How many times can one dog pee

She keeps me high as an eagle

When i’m on the skids

I guess you gotta come down eventually

[Chorus 1:]

Buddy i coulda gone that extra mile

For an extra bark or an extra smile

‘Cause i never felt so free

It was just my dog and me

Then she gives me that look

Like she’d lay down her life

No doubt she would in a minute, man

She’d face the bullet

Oh she’d face the knife

Just to keep my butt from the fryin’ pan

[Chorus 2:]

Now she’s runnin’ up ahead to chase some deer

Comes back to tell that coast is clear

It’s a different world i see

When it’s just my dog and me

There’s a rabbit on the run

Man and beast ans sky and sun

Who’s talking to the birds in the trees

Why its just my dog and me

Now it looks like we’ve been makin’ tracks

From the crack of dawn

To the end of the day

So its nice and easy down the devil’s back

She wouldn’t know

Any other was

[Chorus 3:]

So its over that ridge for one last mile

‘Til we’re fast asleep by the fire side

Dreamin’ these dreams for free

Just my dog and me