[ All Lyrics written by Dana Hubbard copyright 2023 ]


 
CRAZY CONTRADICTION


It's the you I see when your guard is down,
that always takes my breath away
Lovely quirks and funny little flaws
and all the crazy things you say

And all the unexpected contradictions
that make perfect sense in their own way
So when you ask me why I love you
this is all that I can really say

You're imperfect perfectly

Keep me on my toes, you keep me guessing
From your perfect little nose to your quixotic questions
I love it when you're silly, when you're shy,  when you're naughty
You're my truck drivin' cowgirl one minute
And then you are my Friday-night hottie

Oooo, love is so enigmatic upon closer inspection
It's just one great big crazy contradiction

Your logic is perplexing, your theories are implausible
But you're so cute when you're sure you're right
Your allure is undeniable
You're my hippie girl, you're my bee-bop baby
You're my southern belle, my sophisticated lady

Oooo, love is so enigmatic upon a closer inspection
It's just one great big crazy contradiction

...and all the unexpected contradictions
that make perfect sense in their own way
So when you ask me why I love you
this is all that I can really say
You're imperfect perfectly

It's the you I see when your guard is down,
that always takes my breath away
 

BISCUIT GIRL


When I think of all the nice things in the world
I think of you
When I think of all the nice things in the world
I think of you
Summer nights, soft lights
Coffee in the mornin', biscuits in the oven
All the right things in the world make me think of you
You're my biscuit girl, you're my biscuit girl

When I'm feelin' good and alright with the world
I think of you
When I'm feelin' good and alright with the world
  I think of you
Simple joys, like kids makin' noise
Or the quiet of the night, lyin' by your side
All the right things in the world make me think of you
You're my biscuit girl

Simple joys, like kids makin' noise
Or the quiet of the night, lyin' by your side
Soft lights, summer nights
Coffee in the mornin', biscuits in the oven
All the nice things in the world make me think of you
You're my biscuit girl
All the right things in the world make me think of you
You're my biscuit girl, you're my biscuit girl
You're my biscuit girl, you're my biscuit girl


GIRL'S GOT PLANS
 
Whoo man, look at that girl over there
Now I'd say there goes a girl that's got plans
You can tell, there's just somethin' in the way she looks
Could be the way those back tights just 
disappear in the tops of those cowboy boots

Or it might be the way she walks, the way it almost wants to skip
Or it could be that little sideways grin
Like she's about to give you the slip
Either way man, I'd say there's a girl's got plans

Now I'm gonna wait right here and let my gaze
wander up and down the street
Cuz I'm just dyin' to know who she came in here to meet
Now either way man, I'd say there's a girl's got plans

She dresses just how she pleases
Self-expression is her thing
She holds the world by the finger-tips
Like she got a puppy on a string
That girl's got plans

(spoken)
Now ya know what? I'm gonna wait right here and see what goes down
Cuz I ain't got nothin' better to do, cuz I ain't got no plans
you know what I'm talkin' about
I got this gig a couple weeks ago, sittin' up on the stage
and singin' my little songs for you people
while you're out there havin' your conversations
and you're not listenin' to a word I say
that's right, but that's alright ya know because behind these shades
I hear every word you say, that's right
and then, and then I put your conversations in my songs
that's right, that's right, I put your lives in my songs, that's right cuz,
well, I ain't got no life, you know what I'm sayin' cuz I ain't got no plans,
but that girl, that girl, she's got plans, you can just tell
and I'm dyin' to know what they are


MILES KINDA MOOD

She's there, just across the room
But she could be a million miles away
She'll come to me eventually, but for now she
Listens to love songs bt Miles Davis play

She's a little hard to read tonight
She dreams through half-closed eyes
And stares into the soft lamp light
And listens to the trumpet sigh

She's in a Miles kinda mood
Play your trumpet sweet and low
Take her to that place and bring her back to me
Please don't stop, just blow

It doesn't matter where she's gone
I'm gonna wait right here
She'll be back before too long
I have nothin' to fear

She's in a Miles kinda mood
Play your trumpet sweet and low
Take her to that place and bring her back to me
Please don't stop, just blow

She's a little hard to read tonight
She dreams through half-closed eyes
And stares into the soft lamp light
And listens to the trumpet sigh

She's in a Miles kinda mood 
Play your trumpet sweet and low
Take her to that place and bring her back to me
Please don't stop, just blow

 
RUBBER BAND SONG 


Ya know life is a funny riddle, what is it all about
Millions and billions of people, they just can't figure it out
I say love is the only reason,  can't think of nothin' else
Life is a celebration, so decorate yourself


  But there's no way to love, without losin' your heart
It's gonna happen anyway, so you may as well start


Put on a funny hat and dance a little tune
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot rubber bands at the moon
Now won't 'cha wave at the aliens, flash em your tattoo
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon 


There's no way to love, without losin' your heart
Gonna happen anyway, so you may as well start


Come on, put on a funny hat, dance the a little tune
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon
Won't you wave at the aliens and flash them your tattoo
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon


Put on some dark sunglasses, a pair of worn out shoes
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot rubber bands at the moon 



Won't you wave at the aliens, and flash em your tattoo
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon

Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon
Blow kisses at the stars, shoot a rubber band at the moon

 

LOVE LEFT LONG AGO

I don't know why, I keep hangin' round here
I guess I just keep hopin', you will reappear
But love left long ago
Love left long ago

It's so cold, in this old house
It's just a shell, of what once was
Love left long ago
Love left long ago

Sometimes I think I hear your voice on the breeze
I turn my head and I search the trees
Maybe if I hang around here long enough
I'll find your disappearin' love

Doors slam, in other rooms
Laughter dies amid the gloom
Love left long ago
Love left long ago
Love left long ago
Love left long ago



GROUNDSKEEPERS

You might see me as a Buddhist or a Muslim
  A Hindu or a Jew from Jerusalem
But I know the Christians, I know some Martians too

You could say I am the new Messiah
Traveled far and I got news to tell ya
I did not make the earth for you
No, I did not make the earth for you

Now the last time I was here
the air was so nice and clear
Man, what in the heck did all ya people do

You rounded up all my fine creations
You locked em all up in the pens and cages
Turned my paradise into a zoo
I did not make the earth for you
 
I made it for the mountains and the rivers
the flowers and the critters
And all the little things that crawl around
You're just the groundskeepers
the gardeners and the sweepers
So get back to work, quit foolin' around

Now I admit, I made a mistake
I should have left you all sexless
But I wanted to leave a little somethin' to entertain
But how was I to know
That you just wouldn't leave it alone
Now you've over-run, you've over-grazed,
you've over-populated everything
Over-populated it all

 Now oil is sticky, it's a gooie mucky mess
Why do you think I stuck it underground
  Quit that habit, and leave that stuff alone
Quit your drillin' and all your pokin' around
  Now I did not make the earth for you

I made it for the oceans and the glaciers
the bugs and crustaceans
and all the little things that swim around  

You're just the groundskeepers
the gardeners and the sweepers
So get back to work, quit foolin' around

(spoken)
Now when I get back, and I'm comin' back, you can bet on it
I come around about every couple thousand years
And if you haven't cleaned this place up, I'm gonna be real mad
You know what I'm gonna do, oh yeah, this is good, this is what I'm gonna do
If you guys don't get your act together and start taking care of the earth
I'm gonna put the dolphins in charge
Yeah, they're smarter than you guys are, they've got much better attitude
And you know what? They're cute too.



LOST

Tell me where does love get lost
Does it always get left out in the rain
Like somethin' old did it just get tossed
Tell me where does love get lost

Did it fall down between the cushions
Did it roll underneath the couch
Or when nobody was lookin'
Did it just walk out

Or is it hidin' underneath the bed
Is it a snake that's about to bite us
Like something we thought we misplaced
There all the time right beside us

Tell me where does love get lost
Does it always come down in vain
Did a thief in the night rip it off
Tell me where does love get lost

Did it run away, end up in jail
Or just wrote up, sealed in a letter and forgot to get mailed
Did it fall in hole, did it slip out through the cracks
Or just go to store and never came back

Well maybe it just can't find it's way home
Lost somewhere out there along the road
Took a wrong turn, can't find a phone
Still out there, cold and all alone

Tell me where does love get lost
Tell me where does love get lost
Tell me where, does love, get lost


 
HIGHWAY BLUES

You know I ran down the highway, the highway ran down me
You know I ran down the highway, the highway ran down me

You know I'm havin' a conversation between me and my soul
The best way to hear myself is let my spirit roll
Down the highway, let the highway roll down me
Well that highway's where I run, Lord the highway keeps me free

You know I'm starin' at a situation, tryin' to see my through
I just need a little bit a' distance to find my way back to you
Down the highway, let the highway roll down me
Well that highway's where I run, Lord the highway keeps me free

Don't you hear it, don't you hear it, semi rollin' through the night
Don't you hear it, don't you hear it, semi rollin' through the night
Well that highway's where I run, that highway's where I run
That highway's where I run, Lord the highway keeps me free
 
 

IT CHOOSES YOU


Born white with a feel for the Blues
It's your life so they say but you don't choose
Like when Robert took the last nickel from her nation sack
Some roads go down and don't come back


Hey Daddy, what's that sound on the radio
Well it speaks to me, and I got to know
Well son, maybe could it be the Blues

You don't choose it, it chooses you


Took me a long, long way from home and then some
From this rise in the road, I can see way back to where I come from
And after all of the distance and time, one thing is true
You don't choose, it chooses you


Players, man I've know some good ones
Played for the love and the money and the magic and the fun
Some got famous and some did not make it through
You don't choose, it chooses you


Took me a long, long way from home and then some
From the rise in the road, I can see way back to where I come from
And after all of the distance and time, one thing is true
You don't choose, it chooses you