Your Own Backyard
Lyric Sheet
ON THE ROAD
(T. Dean & G. Wardwell)

Greyhound bus riding thumb
Stolen car to kingdom come
Brother what you running from
Out here on the road

I too am a wandering soul
Raised on fear and rock & roll
Is there someplace open we can go
To end this broken night

On the road
Out here on the road
On the road
Out here on the road

Midnight up near San Rafael
Cold and hungry, tired as hell
Heard a railroad crossing bell
It seemed like miles away

Roll that window turn that dial
One more exit ten more miles
Trying hard to reconcile
The black with all these stars

(chorus)

Forever it goes on like this
Tobacco roads and northern mist
Burned out stars and clenched up fists
The blacktop shines like some oasis
Where we can go to find some truth
Or at least to carry on

Hey bus driver turn that wheel
You can fly this bird of steel
Drive all night and make us feel
Out here on the road

We're rebels all without a plan
Back and forth across this land
How we gonna make a stand
If we don't slow down

(chorus)

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic guitar & shakers
Jeff Pevar - electric guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass
Don Campbell - vocals

DRIVE ON
(T. Dean)

Headlights up the road a bit
Your closing in on a scene
You haven't seen the worst of it
You can drive on
You can drive on

Your faster than the rest of them
Your engine runs cool and clean
You keep up with the best of them
You can drive on
You can drive on

You can drive on
You can drive on

You talk love, but you don't really mean it
Toss it out on the side of a road
You say you care, I've never really seen it
You can drive on
You can drive on

Headlights down the road a piece
Your closing in on a scene
You haven't seen the best of me
But you can drive on
You can drive on
You can drive on

Tom Dean - vocal, acoustic guitar & tamborine
Jeff Pevar - electric slide guitar & mandolin
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass

WALKING ON ICE
(Dean, MacDonald, Ludwig)

I took a walk out on the ice
Don't you remember how we used to
Followed the moon down through the trees
Cause there's a place I used to see you
Out on the middle of the lake
Until the sun turned the sky blue

You were walking on ice

Sun lights the day moon lights the night
And of this you can be sure
The things you love you hold so tight
Keep them safe behind your door
Watch out for cracks beneath your feet
And step softly through the night

Cause your walking on ice
Yes your walking on ice
Walking on ice
Walking on ice

I walk the world on thin ice
And I walk out further and further on less and less
Don't hesitate don't think twice
It's only ice

But watch out for cracks beneath your feet
And step softly through the night

Cause your walking on ice
Yes your walking on ice
Walking on ice
Walking on ice
Walking on ice

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic guitars and percussion
Michael McInnis - keyboards & drum programming
Marc Shulman - electric guitar
Michael Visceglia - bass guitar

LOVE IS ALWAYS GONNA LOOK JUST LIKE YOU
(G. Wardwell - T. Dean)

Summer night in the neighborhood
Two lovers treating each other good
Over on the other side of town
Two lovers putting each other down

I believe it's a result of
The many ways that we think about love
It doesn't matter who I'm talkin to
Love is always gonna look just like you

Street by street and block by block
24-7 all around the clock
Everybody's lookin for the master key
That will let them solve this mystery

A wise woman told me when it comes to love
You can bet push is always gonna come to shove
It doesn't matter who I'm talkin to
Love is always gonna look just like you

Love is always gonna look just like you
It really doesn't matter what I say or do
I don't care who I'm talkin to
Love is always gonna look just like you

Standing in the shadows lookin at the sun
Wondering why I never could be the one
Wondering what I really meant to you
Was I your perfect lover or your perfect fool

After awhile you stopped coming around
Somebody told me that you'd left this town
It doesn't matter who I'm talkin to
Love is always gonna look just like you

I thought time could take care of this
But some people get lost in the things they miss
They never seem to really rise above
That storybook vision of perfect love

I don't know why the days turned cruel
I don't know why we all act like fools
The only thing that I know is true
Love is always gonna look just like you

Tom Dean - vocal and acoustic guitars
Jeff Pevar - electric guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass
Alana MacDonald - vocals
David Hamburger - pedal steel guitar

YOUR OWN BACKYARD
( T. Dean - G. Wardwell)

Broken dreams, broken bottles
Break your promises and hit the throttle You know, that it's wrong

Scary Mary she's a rocket rider
Takes the needle lets it
Go inside her
She knows, that it's wrong

Some will make it
Some will never matter
Some will fake it
Watch their loved ones scatter
The only true way home
Is through your own backyard
Go through your own backyard

She is floating down a river
You'd love to go there
Float down with her
You know that it's wrong

Scary Mary she got disconnected
From every dream that she ever expected
She knows, they're gone

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic guitar & tamborine
Jeff Pevar - electric guitar & wah wah guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass
Don Campbell - vocals

(from left: Jeff Pevar, Peter Gallway, Tom, Shawn Pelton)

MY LITTLE WILDCAT
(G. Wardwell - T. Dean)

My little wildcat
She's a lucky girl
She picked me to abuse
Out of this whole wide world

My little wildcat
She doesn't stay long
She just ruin my day
And then she's long gone

She makes me feel right
She makes me sky blue
She rocks me all night
Tear down my house and my body too

My little wildcat
She's jungle tough
Sometime she likes it smooth
Sometimes she likes it rough

My little wildcat
She's city smart
Spray paints her initials
On a hundred hearts

My little wildcat
She's got her good side
But I have to hang on
It's such a wild ride

Tom Dean - vocals and acoustic guitar
Jeff Pevar - electric guitars & mandolin
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass

SHE'S JUST A GIRL
(T. Dean)

Somehow I got lost
Exit signs blinking red, chalk marks rain washed
Skin touching mine, glorious feeling
Soul of another, where's mine, where's mine

Food for thought, junk food
Madness, longing, shortness of breath
Waiting for love to save me
Love doesn't save you
Love casts you out
Stormy sea, waves
Find your way back fool

No sleep, just dreams
Flying to you through the window
Through the looking glass
Broken pieces everywhere

Days lasting so long the clock breaks
The sun gets tired and the seas dry up
This is the price we pay for love
Very expensive
Those who dare to fall in love
Have very expensive taste
Phones ringing - gotta go

She's just a girl
Your the one your looking through
She's just a girl
Ah ha
She's just a girl
What do you see inside of you
She's just a girl
Ah ha

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic guitar and shakers
Jeff Pevar - electric guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass
Chris Botti - trumpet

THE DEVIL AND ROBERT JOHNSON
(T. Dean & G. Wardwell)

The devil & Robert Johnson
Met in a roadhouse bar.
She was a red headed big boned woman.
She was driving a new blue car.

The devil and Robert Johnson
They were dancin' cheek to cheek.
She sat on his lap and laughed at his jokes
And she poured him his whiskey neat.

The devil told Robert Johnson
"I like the way you play,
But stick with me and I'll show you some chords
That'll make you a legend someday."

. . .and every little once in a while,
when he wasn't lookin' that red-headed woman would smile.

The devil and Robert Johnson
Stayed up all night long
Making love and playing guitar
And writing down words to these songs.

Run down back of the jailhouse
Holler up to poor Willie Brown;
Tell him that Robert Johnson and the devil
Are walking the streets of this town.

. . .and every little once in a while,
when he wasn't lookin' that red-headed woman would smile

Tom Dean - vocal and acoustic guitar
Jeff Pevar - slide guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass

AFTER MIDNIGHT
(T. Dean)

I go walking
After midnight
Stars are sinking
And my feet take me home

I was talking
With a good friend just the other night
He said "the only thing love leaves you is all alone"

But the only thing I want
Is your arms around me
The only thing I need
Is to see your face
Your so far away
And I'm here in this city
And after midnight it's a lonely place

Nights are restless
After midnight
Streets are empty
Don't wanna feel nothing at all

If I could let this
Dream take flight
I would close my eyes
And into sleep I would fall

After midnight
Walking down these streets again
Waiting for that pain to begin
After midnight
The city is such a lonely place
Wondering whose arms your falling in

I go walking
After midnight
Stars are sinking
And my feet take me home

I was talking
With a good friend just the other night
He said "the only thing love leaves you is all alone"

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic guitar and shaker
Jeff Pevar - electric guitar
Shawn Pelton - drums
Michael Visceglia - bass
Kevin Bents - Hammond organ

THE FIRST TIME I SAW MARY
(T. Dean)

Oh the first time I saw Mary
Her eyes were bright as Venus
The way she moved across that room
Closed all the distance between us

Oh her laughter was like music
And music was my game
Just one night with Mary
And I've never been the same

Oh there's something about the first time
Something about the last time
And all those times in between
You know that's where love remains
That's where love remains

She took me to her bedroom
And there we would remain
Words of love were spoken
There was shelter from the rain

The last time I saw Mary
Her eyes were troubled waters
Something in the way she moved
The moment that I caught her

She was thinking about the first time
Something about the last time
And all those times in between
You know that's where love remains
That's where love remains

Tom Dean - vocals, acoustic & electric guitars