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EL CAMINO SIERRA
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Hello Olancha hello Lone Pine
Fossil Falls a must stop every time
Wish you were next to me in this car
Wishin’ that you could have come this far
El Camino Sierra I drive
Fourteen thousand footers on each side
And way up high the snow’s still holding on
Another month or so it will be gone
Like the sun when it comes
Melts away the snow
Time will heal the ache I feel
At least I’m hoping so
The Alabama Hills below Whitney
That water’s headed to the big city
The Ancient Bristlecones windblown and worn
Already old the day Jesus was born
Like the sun when it comes
Melts away the snow
Time will heal the ache I feel
At least I’m a hoping so
I wonder if he’s near me?
I wonder if she hears me as I speak?
Like I would to a good friend
I know it’s connection that I seek
With every step I move higher
Sierra stream you’re like a choir
The water’s cold the sky so clear
If there’s a heaven I think it’s near
And I am closer to the sun
Trees are thinning but I found the one
We sat here in its shade
Some memories never fade
Like the sun when it comes
Melts away the snow
Time will heal the ache I feel
At least I’m a hoping so
Like the sun when it comes
Melts away the snow
Time will heal the ache I feel
At least I’m hoping
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Welcome to the St. Moritz on Sunset it began
A low rent hotel now home to a young German
Hit the bottom in Nashville put that bottle down for good
Yes a brand new start, for my dad in the heart, of Hollywood
The next year he came back for my mom, brother and me
We hit the highway in wood paneled green Mercury Marquis
Settled down in little house in the hills of Silver Lake
Where you can beat any drum, enjoy year-round sun, and live through an
earthquake
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
Is your family from elsewhere? Tell me whence and why they came
For the palm trees, orange groves, a job, freedom or fame?
In the land of the possible did they want to stake a claim?
There may be a difference, oh but my two cents, is we’re much the same
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
California here we come
For many a refrain
Though not to those whose land it was
Long before the name
By covered wagon, station wagon
Train and plane to find
The promise of a better life
Or people of like mind
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California, here we come
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
He’s got a rig
This electric hoss
Can you dig?
America he’ll cross
A genuine
High volt diplomat
Who’s six nine
Now add a trucker hat
There’s no smoke
Cause he’s runnnin’ clean
Nobody chokes
On his green machine
Rolls into town
He’s a feelin’ proud
No gearing down
Blows the horn real loud
Headlights beam
Picked up some vegan grub
He’s gonna stream
A little Ernest Tubb
And then The Hag
George Jones and Buck
No hatin’ flag
A flyin’ from his truck
Pulls a trailer
A solar panel load
He is a sailor
Upon the open road
A new breed
Of old country fan
With a creed
He’s gonna save the land
Electric trucker
Loaded up high
He’s in your mirror
Rolling through the night
He did ditch
The fossil fuel
Made a switch
From the diesel school
Batteries
A thousand miles of range
He’s huggin’ trees
And fightin’ climate change
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Tell me ‘bout your days in the sun
Discovering the world when we’re young
Starry-eyed the kind when we’re teens
Life is on our side so it seems
And recall when love first arrived
Does one ever feel so alive?
Where are words for hearts trembling so?
Something artists and poets know
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
LA summers they bring the heat
Lifeguard station 9 we would meet
Only with time we understand
The riches we once held in our hands
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
I did have my days in the sun
Feeling every dream could be won
Sometimes I miss the innocence
And horizon’s limitless
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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The river
We’re skippin’
Some rocks and
We’re swimmin’
All suntanned
The farmland
It stretches out forever it seems
Ah forever it seems
Every day
From sunup
Adventure
Would show up
We’re ridin’
We’re flyin’
We’re smilin’ ah so happy are we
Ah so happy are we
Right now I would like to give him a ring
To tell him something, nothing, anything
I went back and I marveled at the big oak tree
We planted when we were young and carefree
What do you do when there is no more we
He grew up
But signs read
That troubles
Lay ahead
A star in
His own right
But some stars burn a little too bright
Ah a little too bright
Right now I would like to give him a ring
Ah to tell him something, nothing, anything
Like when I have good news or I succeed
No big brother to be proud of me
What do you do when there is no more we
As a witness I’m alone
Now that he’s gone home
The river
We’re skippin’
Some rocks and
We’re swimmin’
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
A rose garden is the perfect place
She chose for your special resting place
We close a page from our lives
To touch a heart it is a special thing
So much joyfulness to life it brings
Oh such sadness in goodbyes
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
Now time will go marching at a steady pace
In time the garden it will leave no trace
Of the time we had for one spring
Yes tick tock, the ever ticking of the clock
Knock, knock on the door which has no lock
And rock of ages we will sing
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
On my knees I get and I do make a vow
Hey hey hey
I don’t wanna forget to love those I have now
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
A rose garden is the perfect place
She chose for your special resting place
We close a page from our lives
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Gilly I think of you
Silly but true
A birthday party brought you there that night
And I watched your charisma with delight
I leaned over to my friend
Pointed across the room and then
Pronounced that you would be the one for me
Your laughter just added to your beauty
Surprising how life can bring
Along someone to make us sing
A song of love or hope and put into our step
A little spring
We think we know how things will go
But we sure don’t we never know
Who’ll walk into our lives today
Or tomorrow
Well I got my surprise when
You introduced yourself to me and my friend
And conversation never flowed so well
And I fell a bit further under your spell
When it came time to say goodbye
I shook your hand and I looked in your eyes
And in that fleeting moment they revealed
That what I felt between us it was real
Surprising how life can bring
Along someone to make us sing
A song of love or hope and put into our step
A little spring
We think we know how things will go
But we sure don’t we never know
Who’ll walk into our lives today
Or tomorrow
Gilly I think of you
Silly but true
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Springtime a season of change
New life is born
Sunshine touching my skin
It’s good to feel warm
Old life I see it make way
For all that is young
My life ever more precious
Time has become
I see a crack has appeared
It runs through the floor
I thought all I had built
Would last evermore
I know a lesson for me
Life’s gonna teach
The earth is never still
Under my feet
Springtime colors abound
All is in bloom
Sunshine drying the ground
Finding my room
Old life I see it make way
The dying we mourn
And like the Phoenix arises
New life is born
The morning is still
I ask to know God’s will
The road that I chose
Hasn’t led where I thought it goes
The kingdom is mine
So it’s been and for all time I see
Knocking its getting louder
And won’t be ignored
Life wants for me to have
My spirit restored
Old ways surely die hard
But there’s a reward
Springtime is beckoning me
To open the door
Springtime a season of change
New life is born
Sunshine touching my skin
It’s good to feel warm
Old life I see it make way
For all that is young
My life ever more precious
Time has become
Springtime colors abound
All is in bloom
Sunshine drying the ground
Finding my room
Old life I see it make way
The dying we mourn
And like the Phoenix arises
New life is born
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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Hey Paul watcha doin’ today?
I’ll meet you down at Astro I am on my way
Got my skateboard bring your bike
Then off to Griffith Park for a hike
Got our rayon shirts, safari combs
The big city is ours to roam
Hey Paul
Hey Paul, tell me ‘bout the place you bought
I’m really happy that you two did tie the knot
Now you give Meghan my very best
When you’re in town you’ll be our guest
Where’s the next road trip in that van
Tell me ‘bout your dreams and plans
Hey Paul
My how time has flown
I can’t believe how Abby’s grown
Seems just like yesterday
Two young boys they were finding their way, hey hey
And how the world has changed
But then again much is the same
And did you think one day?
That we would ever say back in the day, hey hey
Hey Paul I was missing your mom today
Moreno Drive it ain’t the same without Joy Mae
I take walks by your old home
They put a fence in took out the lawn
Sure nice that you know and can tell
The story of my life so well
Hey Paul
Hey Paul do you ever glimpse the end?
We’ve got to make the most of life my friend
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
If I bought you a ticket
For a ride on a train
One that could take you
Down any memory lane
Let me know the place you’d go
And tell me the time
Who you’d see what might be said
Last night I took mine
The first stop was to see my dad
There he stood in our old backyard
Wearin’ his old jean jacket I knew so well
This would be hard
He gave me a big hug and he said
I am proud of who you’ve become
And I am sorry I had to leave
This earth when you were so young
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
Next it was my grandparent’s farm
And endless fields that I would roam
Every summer I’d go there
I recall the love in their home
I saw them in the distance
Smiling, waving, so happy
Just like when a little boy would arrive
On a big jet plane and they’d meet me
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
So where would your ride take you?
And tell me the time
Who would you see what might be said?
Last night I took mine
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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I set the yearbook down and picked a favorite shirt
On the drive I wondered who I’d see
When I pulled up I stopped to think back on our youth
And of the future I saw that wouldn’t be
Do you remember?
Promises made we couldn’t keep
Do you remember?
Nights spent together we didn’t sleep
Well I remember
Taking photos smiling hear the laughter
What if we could go back for one day?
We all started out in life together
And once again we’ll go our separate ways
Do you remember?
Our first touch and our first kiss
Do you remember?
Sometimes alone I reminisce
Well I remember
I do know that I am a dreamer
I watched one slip away
Some hopes live on forever
I was reminded today
Do you remember?
Your 45 of Dream On we played
Do you remember?
Declarations that we made
Do you remember?
Life’s real lessons don’t come cheap
Do you remember?
First love oh it sure runs deep
Well I remember
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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Last night I had a dream
I was on a record label
It was CMH in Silver Lake
They had some pretty big names in their stable
So I signed on the dotted line
Royalties will soon be mine
And I can already see the DJ spinnin’
My record on his turntable
So countdown I got liftoff
And my world tour ain’t far off
A ten million streams is part of the dream
And be a nice way to kick things off
Hey Hey
Oh my young fantasies of glory
As I listened to Hunky Dory
A guitar in my hand I did start a band
Making music would be mandatory
Then I had a twenty year delay
A career kind of veered me away
But I’m on the track for my comeback
Deep in late bloomer territory
So countdown I got liftoff
Stardom ain’t far off
A ten million streams is part of the dream
And be a nice way to kick things off
Hey Hey
Well they released a record of mine
And it got a bit of airplay for a time
And I did get two nice reviews
One in Belgium and Australia too
Well I got dropped by the label
I guess they didn’t think I was able
Oh to write the kinda hits they needed
For the charts and on their timetable
When I awoke I worked on a song
I started feeling better before long
I’m most content when that’s how my time’s spent
Then I reached for a guitar cable
I think a quota of talent we each get
And if we squander it well we ask for regret
But when we’re giving our best with what we’re given we’re blessed
And that’s the moral to my little fable
So countdown I got liftoff
Gold records seem pretty far off
Got me five hundred streams a little short of the dream
But every day I sure get a payoff
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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Inspired by and including the words of Edwin Markham
How ‘bout a taste of freedom?
A glimmer of real peace
A little trip to Eden
I’ll take my ticket please
The words of Edwin Markham
Run through my mind
No ticket for me if I
Leave my brother behind
Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey!
We can build a castle
With a wall of stone
People out there hungry
I guess they’re on their own
We make believe it ain’t so
But our worlds are tied
I can’t climb any higher
With no one at my side
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
When someone’s under
Another’s thumb
Chained to each other
They do become
If I hold a man down
Gotta stay down too
How ‘bout we lift each other
What would Jesus do?
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Like a wildfire the news it spread
As I watched and I read
The papers writing and people citing
Genius and singin’ your praise
Eleven I was with my dad in the car
When I heard your guitar
And I reached for radio turned it up loud
It thundered across the airwaves
On my bedroom floor laying gazing for hours
At the album photos while my green stereo
It was spinning the sounds
That entered my life on cue
Yes I dreamed and lived to that soundtrack
And before too long I got a Fender in black
Yes it was a Strat
Mom and Dad I thank you
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Thank you for your towering contribution
A one-man, grinning guitar revolution
Things in my young life they were not all great
David Lee, Michael and Alex and you did create
A world I escaped to
Though I knew the news on my driveway it came
The next morning’s front page validating acclaim
For my hero
And like a baby I cried
Then I took the LA Times and cut out
The headline and the pictures and the story about you
And put them away
And I said my goodbye
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Eleven I was with my dad in the car
When I heard your guitar
And I reached for radio turned it up loud
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I woke this morning it’s Sunday morning
Sunlight beaming inside
My time all mine for me cloud nine
I’m a settin’ workin’ by the wayside
Well now my week before I’d had many a chore
I met what life threw me
At times a bit rough had to stand a bit tough
I am sure ready for carefree
Now here in California the weather it will warm ya
Good feelings are at high tide
And I think I am a knowin’ I’m gonna be a goin’
On a nowhere particular ride
Maybe I’ll take a drive by the house where we cried
When we said our goodbyes
Or I’ll think of the days with my brother I played
And let the tears come to my eyes
And I’ll imagine again
Act on a whim
Or a fancy
And I’ll wander around
Wonders abound
When you’re happy
Take a walk take a hike take a ride on my bike
Under my own steam go, go, go
I’ll look back look ahead and I’ll see where I’m led
Now that’s a one thing we never know
And the scent of orange blossoms is nothin’ short of awesome
I’m in flight back in time
Yes it sends a feeling through me that’s surely helping me see
I’m lucky for the life that is mine
And I’ll imagine again
Act on a whim
Or a fancy
And I’ll wander around
Wonders abound
When you’re happy
I woke this morning it’s Sunday morning
Sunlight beaming inside
My time is all mine for me cloud nine
Today I’ll let my heart be my guide
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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Hopscotch, skip and run
A playground in the LA sun, I remember
Chapel time, sing a hymn
Swingin’ on the jungle gym, I can see her
Jet black, hair and eyes
First grade held a surprise, for me
What I felt too young to name
But I felt it all the same, for Natalie
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win my heart
Another grade, came and went
Then one more and more she meant, to me
One day, much to my dismay
Her mother asked if I liked Natalie
Pretended not to hear
Though my heart called I ran in fear, oh youth
That year, I would leave
Never to tell Natalie, the truth
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win, my heart
Never did find Natalie
No second chance for me, to tell her
Lesson learned the hardest way
If my heart calls again one day
I’m gonna answer
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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All that will never be
Beauty in the world I won’t get to see
Faith I could have had and been more free
All that will never be
Loved ones I’ll no longer embrace
Boyhood dreams I won’t get to chase
Ways I could have been more true to me
All that will never be
Times I could have swung for a home run
Fights I could have fought maybe even won
Seeds if I planted now be a tree
All that will never be
Days I worried and there wasn’t a need
Wisdom I knew but didn’t heed
A door I could have opened for I had the key
All that will never be
Thrills of the heart and heartache
Where I could have given instead of take
Walks hand in hand my girl and me
All that will never be
All God’s creatures I won’t get to meet
Plans I had but I didn’t complete
The years wasted chasin’ certainty
All that will never be
Kind words felt but left unsaid
A message of hope I could have spread
When I wanted more but had plenty
All that will never be
Love that might have been but left behind
Cause one of us had a change of mind
Dreams that will remain fantasy
All that will never be
We’re born and from that moment forth
We’re guessing which way is our true north
Is God happy with what I did with me?
All that will never be
But when we imagine what might have been
We tend to write the story with the happier end
When maybe this life was just right for me
Including all that will never be
So best not to dwell on this too long
There’s one day on the calendar where I belong
One time on the clock to treat preciously
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LITTLE GORDON
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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A rose garden is the perfect place
She chose for your special resting place
We close a page from our lives
To touch a heart it is a special thing
So much joyfulness to life it brings
Oh such sadness in goodbyes
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
Now time will go marching at a steady pace
In time the garden it will leave no trace
Of the time we had for one spring
Yes tick tock, the ever ticking of the clock
Knock, knock on the door which has no lock
And rock of ages we will sing
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
On my knees I get and I do make a vow
Hey hey hey
I don’t wanna forget to love those I have now
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
Oh do do do little Gordon
Oh do do do we think of you
Oh do do do and the love we had
A rose garden is the perfect place
She chose for your special resting place
We close a page from our lives
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ELECTRIC TRUCKER
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
He’s got a rig
This electric hoss
Can you dig?
America he’ll cross
A genuine
High volt diplomat
Who’s six nine
Now add a trucker hat
There’s no smoke
Cause he’s runnnin’ clean
Nobody chokes
On his green machine
Rolls into town
He’s a feelin’ proud
No gearing down
Blows the horn real loud
Headlights beam
Picked up some vegan grub
He’s gonna stream
A little Ernest Tubb
And then The Hag
George Jones and Buck
No hatin’ flag
A flyin’ from his truck
Pulls a trailer
A solar panel load
He is a sailor
Upon the open road
A new breed
Of old country fan
With a creed
He’s gonna save the land
Electric trucker
Loaded up high
He’s in your mirror
Rolling through the night
He did ditch
The fossil fuel
Made a switch
From the diesel school
Batteries
A thousand miles of range
He’s huggin’ trees
And fightin’ climate change
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DAYS IN THE SUN
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
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Tell me ‘bout your days in the sun
Discovering the world when we’re young
Starry-eyed the kind when we’re teens
Life is on our side so it seems
And recall when love first arrived
Does one ever feel so alive?
Where are words for hearts trembling so?
Something artists and poets know
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
LA summers they bring the heat
Lifeguard station 9 we would meet
Only with time we understand
The riches we once held in our hands
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Tell me about your days in the sun
You and I shared a few remember what fun?
Flying high on our dreams and hopes we had then
Lying upon the sand waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
Waves crashing in
I did have my days in the sun
Feeling every dream could be won
Sometimes I miss the innocence
And horizon’s limitless
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Hopscotch, skip and run
A playground in the LA sun, I remember
Chapel time, sing a hymn
Swingin’ on the jungle gym, I can see her
Jet black, hair and eyes
First grade held a surprise, for me
What I felt too young to name
But I felt it all the same, for Natalie
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win my heart
Another grade, came and went
Then one more and more she meant, to me
One day, much to my dismay
Her mother asked if I liked Natalie
Pretended not to hear
Though my heart called I ran in fear, oh youth
That year, I would leave
Never to tell Natalie, the truth
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win, my heart
Never did find Natalie
No second chance for me, to tell her
Lesson learned the hardest way
If my heart calls again one day
I’m gonna answer
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CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Welcome to the St. Moritz on Sunset it began
A low rent hotel now home to a young German
Hit the bottom in Nashville put that bottle down for good
Yes a brand new start, for my dad in the heart, of Hollywood
The next year he came back for my mom, brother and me
We hit the highway in wood paneled green Mercury Marquis
Settled down in little house in the hills of Silver Lake
Where you can beat any drum, enjoy year-round sun, and live through an
earthquake
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
Is your family from elsewhere? Tell me whence and why they came
For the palm trees, orange groves, a job, freedom or fame?
In the land of the possible did they want to stake a claim?
There may be a difference, oh but my two cents, is we’re much the same
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
California here we come
For many a refrain
Though not to those whose land it was
Long before the name
By covered wagon, station wagon
Train and plane to find
The promise of a better life
Or people of like mind
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California here we come
It’s a long, long way
For some folks when they say
California, here we come
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EDDIE
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Like a wildfire the news it spread
As I watched and I read
The papers writing and people citing
Genius and singin’ your praise
Eleven I was with my dad in the car
When I heard your guitar
And I reached for radio turned it up loud
It thundered across the airwaves
On my bedroom floor laying gazing for hours
At the album photos while my green stereo
It was spinning the sounds
That entered my life on cue
Yes I dreamed and lived to that soundtrack
And before too long I got a Fender in black
Yes it was a Strat
Mom and Dad I thank you
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Thank you for your towering contribution
A one-man, grinning guitar revolution
Things in my young life they were not all great
David Lee, Michael and Alex and you did create
A world I escaped to
Though I knew the news on my driveway it came
The next morning’s front page validating acclaim
For my hero
And like a baby I cried
Then I took the LA Times and cut out
The headline and the pictures and the story about you
And put them away
And I said my goodbye
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Your smile beaming joy you’re bringin’
To our lives and my rock ‘n’ roll dreamin’
To us young teens you were gods you were kings
I was witness to miracles on six strings
Eleven I was with my dad in the car
When I heard your guitar
And I reached for radio turned it up loud
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
If I bought you a ticket
For a ride on a train
One that could take you
Down any memory lane
Let me know the place you’d go
And tell me the time
Who you’d see what might be said
Last night I took mine
The first stop was to see my dad
There he stood in our old backyard
Wearin’ his old jean jacket I knew so well
This would be hard
He gave me a big hug and he said
I am proud of who you’ve become
And I am sorry I had to leave
This earth when you were so young
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
Next it was my grandparent’s farm
And endless fields that I would roam
Every summer I’d go there
I recall the love in their home
I saw them in the distance
Smiling, waving, so happy
Just like when a little boy would arrive
On a big jet plane and they’d meet me
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
Ain’t it nice when you dream in the night
Of someone dear?
Then you wake and your heart it does ache
Wishing they were here
So where would your ride take you?
And tell me the time
Who would you see what might be said?
Last night I took mine
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
The river
We’re skippin’
Some rocks and
We’re swimmin’
All suntanned
The farmland
It stretches out forever it seems
Ah forever it seems
Every day
From sunup
Adventure
Would show up
We’re ridin’
We’re flyin’
We’re smilin’ ah so happy are we
Ah so happy are we
Right now I would like to give him a ring
To tell him something, nothing, anything
I went back and I marveled at the big oak tree
We planted when we were young and carefree
What do you do when there is no more we
He grew up
But signs read
That troubles
Lay ahead
A star in
His own right
But some stars burn a little too bright
Ah a little too bright
Right now I would like to give him a ring
Ah to tell him something, nothing, anything
Like when I have good news or I succeed
No big brother to be proud of me
What do you do when there is no more we
As a witness I’m alone
Now that he’s gone home
The river
We’re skippin’
Some rocks and
We’re swimmin’
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Inspired by and including the words of Edwin Markham
How ‘bout a taste of freedom?
A glimmer of real peace
A little trip to Eden
I’ll take my ticket please
The words of Edwin Markham
Run through my mind
No ticket for me if I
Leave my brother behind
Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey!
We can build a castle
With a wall of stone
People out there hungry
I guess they’re on their own
We make believe it ain’t so
But our worlds are tied
I can’t climb any higher
With no one at my side
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
When someone’s under
Another’s thumb
Chained to each other
They do become
If I hold a man down
Gotta stay down too
How ‘bout we lift each other
What would Jesus do?
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
There is no true liberty for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The liberty of all
And no true security for
The individual
Except as he finds it in
The security of all
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Kelly Jackson was the big man of Troop number 10
He and his brother Riley, no one gave lip to them
The PCT’s two thousand six hundred plus miles you know
Well they walked each mile, they loved the wild, and Kelly was my hero
I thought, I want to be like him
Yes I want to be like him, I do
I want to be like him
Yes I want to be like him
In a pristine High Sierra camp, a big ole’ mess we found
Kelly led us after some fellows who’d left trash all around
Well our Heracles he faced them and he sure laid down the law
He may have been just 5’10” but Kelly Jackson sure stood tall
I thought, I want to be like him
Yes I want to be like him, I do
I want to be like him
Yes I want to be like him
Heroes can be, the greats from history, or even a cowboy from the silver screen
But to grow up with one, the lottery you’ve won, yes I surely was one lucky teen
One lucky teen
One lucky teen
When we get older most of us, we come into our own
But who we are is the sum of the lessons we’ve been shown
Are you a little like your heroes, whoever they may be?
I’d like to think that I have got a bit of….. Kelly Jackson in me
So maybe, I’m a little bit like him
I’m a little bit like him maybe
I’m a little bit like him
Yes I’m a little bit like him
I’m a little bit like him
I’m a little bit like him maybe
I’m a little bit like him
I’m a little bit like him yeah
La na na na na na na na na
La na na na doo doo
La na na na na na na na na
La na na na doo doo
La na na na na na na na na
La na na na doo doo
La na na na na na na na na
La na na na
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I see a Chevy low rider
Blinding in chartreuse
And over there a portrait of style with her
Summer dress and fine tattoos
And down by the LA River I hear
My friend on the Sting Ray bike it’s got
Bells and horns and a big stereo and he’s
Blaring music I kinda like
Did you watch the free show?
There’s one playing near you, you know
All the groovy people
Each a star in a cameo
Sunset in the valley
The colors worthy of Van Gogh
Now don’t forget to watch
The free show
Now you don’t need no ticket no no
Don’t have to wait in a line
So many beautiful things in life well they
Don’t cost even one dime
I see magenta flowers blooming
As I’m a takin’ a stroll
Their magic powers are renewing
Something deep down in my soul I said a
Did you watch the free show?
There’s one playing near you, you know
The thunder and the lighting
And after the rain the rainbow
It’s playin’ in the city
The mountains high the deserts low
Now don’t forget to watch
Did you watch the free show?
There’s one playing near you, you know
Many showtimes today
And there will be more tomorrow
Now heaven it may be above
But I do glimpse it here below
Now don’t forget to watch
Did you watch the free show?
There’s one playing near you, you know
Many showtimes today
And there will be more tomorrow
Heaven it may be above
But I do glimpse it here below
Now don’t forget to watch
Don’t forget to watch
Don’t forget to watch the free show
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I arrived, but I’ve been here before
And I’ve achieved, if they’re keepin’ score
I’m secure, now that’s a lie for sure
I want Edendale
I’m in a hurry, but where am I goin’?
And I am worried, my head full of knowin’
And I have buried, a feelin’ that’s growin’
And I want Edendale
Edendale, Edendale, I’m ready for Edendale
My peace of mind, is no longer for sale
To the high bidder or a false holy grail
Not in Edendale
Ah the thrill, from getting what is sought
Then a bill, arrives for what’s been bought
Was it worth, the fights that I have fought?
I want Edendale
Edendale, Edendale, I’m ready for Edendale
My peace of mind, is no longer for sale
To the high bidder or a false holy grail
Not in Edendale
To feel the sunshine
And see the divine
All because of wanting what I’ve got, not what I don’t
And though I may leave
I do believe
I’m welcome back, anytime I want, hey hey
Edendale, Edendale, I’m ready for Edendale
My peace of mind, is no longer for sale
To the high bidder or a false holy grail
Not in Edendale
Edendale, Edenndale, I’m ready for Edendale
My peace of mind, is no longer for sale
To the high bidder or a false holy grail
Not in Edendale
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I think it would be fun
To drive to Area 51
Along the ET Highway
In the sun, the Nevada sun!
Or maybe take an RV
Stay a week by the Salton Sea
Go and find Salvation Mountain
In Slab City! Yeah
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me, she says
You can go there, you go there with Sharon
That is her cup of tea
A vacation, in a space age motel
In Gila Bend if you please
So go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
Now my girl likes adventure you see
But she prefers pretty scenery
Like mountain streams and trees of green
And fields of poppies
So if on a lark
I wanna see the deserted water park
The one off I-15
Do that with Sharon, will be her remark!
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
You can go there, you go there with Sharon
Cause that is her cup of tea
Have your picnic, in the airplane graveyard
The one out in Mojave
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
So when my girl she draws the line, we both grin
Cause we know just who will go
And that I can, count Sharon in………
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
You can go there, you go there with Sharon
Cause that is her cup of tea
Go have dinner, in the run down diner
On the way to Death Valley
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
That ain’t something for me
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
You can go there, you go there with Sharon
That is her cup of tea
Vacations, in space age motels
And in RVs by the Salton Sea
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Cause that ain’t something for me
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
That ain’t something for me
You can go there, you go there with Sharon
That is her cup of tea
Vacations, in space age motels
And in RVs by the Salton Sea
Go and do that, go do that with Sharon
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I got home tonight, I guess I needed to unwind
Put the world on hold awhile, take my worries off my mind
I turned on the screen, and began to type in your names
Time after time I still, am in love with every frame
Hello Venice Beach, well my troubles they were soon erased
The magic of my favorite scenes, brought a smile to my face
Life has demands, sometimes from the time we wake
Tell me what it is you do, when you just need to escape
Romy and Michele, you played a supporting role
In my life what a delight, from the screen you touched my soul
For that I thank you, and silly humor laugh I do
And you made your own outfits, I was thirty once like you
Now I’ve got some friends, who don’t get you or get the jokes
A divide that can’t be crossed, different strokes for different folks
Ah but I’ve got a few, who adore you just like I do
Two types of people in this world, those who do and don’t love you, I said a…
Romy and Michele, you’ve played a supporting role
In my life what a delight, from the screen you touched my soul
For that I thank you, and silly humor laugh I do
You’re both the Mary in my book, I was thirty once like you
Some are quick to say shallow
Or maybe let, their eyes roll
Well they don’t know
Ah the lessons they abound
Pearls of wisdom, can be found
In what unfolds
Don’t you lie now to impress
Fashion’s everything oh yes
Above all teach us you do
To thine self be true
Romy and Michele, you played a supporting role
In my life what a delight, from the screen you touched my soul
For that I thank you, and silly humor laugh I do
The simple joy of folding scarves, I was thirty once like you
Romy and Michele, you played a supporting role
In my life what a delight, from the screen you touched my soul
For that I thank you, and silly humor laugh I do
Would you have this dance with me, I was thirty once like you
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
A hey hey hey hey, I made the great discovery
Just the other day, I found myself happy
Ah even though I’d made, a mistake that could torture me
Like every misstep would before I knew the key
I spent many a year, demandin’ perfection
Of myself to quell my fear of rejection
I’m in a brand new gear, showin’ a little affection
To me
Well I found a new way to live
I finally found I’ve got to forgive
Myself every minute, every hour of every day
So long my own, very worst critic
A habit I had sown, and I couldn’t quit it
Oh I had grown, so tired and sick of it
Yes I had
But I found a new way to live
I finally found I’ve got to forgive
Myself every minute, every hour of every day
I could wish that twenty years ago, I had a clue
But I did not and you know what? I’ll forgive that too
A hey hey hey hey, I made the great discovery
Just the other day, well I found myself happy
You know I wouldn’t trade, my screw ups not even if I could
Cause I found a new way to live
Yes I finally found I’ve got to forgive
Myself every minute, every hour of every day
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Ms. Bell, your life it does look swell
From the picture it seems that for you things have gone very well
Your husband, he looks like a fine man
And your children are beautiful a bit envious I am
I see, in the photo what might have been me
With a family had things they had gone a bit differently
Every choice brings, the potential for wonderful things
But can preclude avenues there are songs that I’ll never sing
Well I’ve lost, and I’ve won
Been brave, and I’ve run
I know pride, yes and shame
A hero at times, and the one to blame
And I’ve begun, to feel some peace with all that
You were so tall, I remember compared to us all
And so smart it is sure good to see you, the belle of the ball
Who can really see? Where in five or thirty years they’ll be
Because of a road that was taken, it’s a mystery
Yes every choice brings, the potential for wonderful things
But can preclude avenues there are songs that I’ll never sing
Well I’ve won, and I’ve lost
And I’m owed, and I’ve cost
I know pride, yes and shame
A hero at times, and the one to blame
And I’ve begun to feel some peace with all that
And I will never know your happiness
And I will never know your loneliness
And you will never know mine
Every choice brings, the potential for wonderful things
But can preclude avenues there are songs that I’ll never sing
And no one can have everything, no not even kings
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Now my daddy he smoked Pall Malls when I was a kid
In the car, in the house, on aeroplanes yes he did
Well he’s been gone a long time to heaven above
You know second hand smoke makes me think of my dad who I loved
I can hear the sound and rumble of an old V-8
Like our gold family seventy three Buick made
Dinner at the Hollywood Hamlet, my face lit up
I’m reminded of the days before my folks split up
Funny now what kind of things
Trigger memories and bring them back
And glasses on my eyes
Have a tint of rose, surprise
But that helps, me see, all the good
Now I recall smoggy summers here in my hometown
90 degrees in Los Angeles, and the air was brown
Oh but summer spelled freedom, what greater thrill can be?
You know when we have a smoggy day, I feel kinda free
Mom and Dad had some bad fights, in those years
When I heard em’ say the D word I still remember my tears
But I believe deep down that they did their best
It wasn’t all sunny days but in so many ways I was blessed
Funny now what kind of things
Trigger memories and bring them back
And glasses on my eyes
Have a tint of rose surprise
But that helps, me see…
I go back but feel no sorrow
When I go well I can borrow
What I know today I see how
It all made me who I am now
I go back but with no sorrow
When I go well I can borrow
What I know today I see how
It all made me who I am now
I go back but with no sorrow
When I go well I can borrow
What I know today I see how
It all made me who I am now
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Now he don’t do questions
Only statements
Thought he was gonna ask how I am
The moment came and went
He’s loaded with opinions
Observations and tales
And now a story within a story
And so many details
Showin’ interest in me
The odds do seem grim
Every conversation point
It’s leading back to him
Now I call them tellers
From nobody they got nothing to learn
And didn’t somebody ever teach them
To give others a turn?
Tellers. Tellers, Tellers, Tellers
If there’s a willing listener
They fill the air with words
I can say the role of hostage
Is for the birds
Now I’ve got a theory
I don’t mean to seem mean
But could it be that they are missing
A curiosity gene?
You gotta have a strategy
Don’t expect ‘em to change
Or you will be an audience
In a one way exchange
Let me tell you the symptoms
You’re trapped, you wanna be freed
Waiting for a cue that don’t come
You’re with a teller indeed
Tellers. Tellers, Tellers, Tellers
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
You think you’re self made
But a soldier gave
His life his to save
The freedoms that you love
You think you’re self made
Born in the US of A
Fortunate I’d say
Did you pick where you were born?
You think you’re self made
But would you ever trade
Breaks you got on the way
That got you where you are?
You think you’re self made
Well have you ever prayed
On your knees when afraid
And asked for divine help?
I believe we’ve had a hand
Maybe one hundred thousand
When your brother’s down low
Maybe you’ll think, you’ve been, more lucky than you know
You think your self made
How about MLK
Ms. Adams and Mr. Hay
Before us?
You think you’re self made
What about 8th grade
And the teacher who made
All the difference, in your life?
You think you’re self made
How ‘bout your DNA
And did you have a say
In the design of yourself?
You think you’re self made
Have it made in the shade
But there may come a day
You’ll break, and you’ll need help
I believe we’ve had a hand
Maybe one hundred thousand
When your brother’s down low
Maybe you’ll think, you’ve been, more lucky than you know
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
The shadows tell me the sun’s getting low
And my demons come out at nighttime I know
I pick up a record I thought was a friend
Over and over and over tonight it will spin
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
And the song that I play well it’s makin’ me teary
Oh I know I need a new one I see clearly
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
I flirt with regret I toy with obsession
Spiraling further down as I look for a lesson
But searchin’ in the wrong place takes me low
And ‘round and ‘round and ‘round like the record I go
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
And the song that I play well it’s is making me teary
If I don’t get a new one I’ll pay dearly
Yes the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
Do you find your old ways hard to die?
I keep on doing things that only make me cry, they make me cry!
I wake in the morning and I pray
And I make up my mind today is the day
Oh a new record I have got to try
I guess the price if I don’t got to high
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
And the song that I play well it’s making me teary
What it takes to change is anyone’s theory
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
And the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
Yes the groove of the record is worn and it’s weary
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I imagine you my lover
The perfect one in my daydreams
Nothing is so easy for me
Or can match the joy that it brings
Tell me now does this alarm you?
Or does it flatter and disarm you?
You never know what someone’s thinking
And I thought it time, that you knew
It’s a vivid but unseen world
To all but me that I escape to
I have gone there for a long time
Since the day my heart moved toward you
Each and every year that goes by
You’re more beautiful in my eyes
You never know what someone’s thinking
And I thought it time, that you knew
Let me tell you, of my other life with you
Where shall I start? It would fill a book or two
And I hold you, in that world like lovers do
Let me tell you, of my other life with you
Across the world and through the ages
Written down on countless pages
Are stories of the great romances
Like the one that I want with you
Yes I imagine you my lover
The perfect one in my daydreams
You never know what someone’s thinking
And I thought it time, that you knew
Let me tell you, of my other life with you
Where shall I start? It would fill a book or two
And I hold you, in that world like lovers do
Let me tell you, of my other life with you
I wanna make the leap from daydreams
For I do realize I love you
You never know what someone’s thinking
So to start I thought it time, you knew
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Every year when I was a young boy
I would spend summers in Tennessee
On Muz and Papa’s farm, rolling fields a red barn
And I would run and be free
Now back home it was a 180
For LA was a great big city
But my skateboard I’d ride, with adventure my guide
And I would run and be free
Well then life it got more complicated
Yes when you grow up that can be
Oh so much can get lost those ambitions can cost
And I forgot to run and be free
So into my body and outta my head
To hear and see and feel instead
Or the wonders of the world are lost on me
To place happiness outside of me
Or not rest ‘til I’m a somebody
Makes it hard to run and be free
Now there’s a whole lot than can get in the way
Like tryin’ to achieve certainty
Or filling my plate up endlessly
Or even trying to hard to please
So have you had a light bulb moment?
The kind that opens your eyes so you see?
Made you move on your list things which you shouldn’t miss
Like time to run and be free
So into my body, and outta my head
To hear and see and feel instead
Or the wonders of the world are lost on me
Demanding life give guarantees
Comparing what is to fantasy
Make it hard to run and be free
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
California City is on my right
The Panamint Range will soon be in sight
Dry lake up ahead smooth and white
Everything’s so pretty in the mornin’ light, yeah
Stove Pipe Wells, Furnace Creek
I’m a lookin’ way up at Telescope Peak
Nature pulled off quite a feat
The temperature is rising, I like the heat
Here we stood when our love was new
Here I stand oh my what a view
Right there we ran on the sand
And played like children hand in hand
Say aloud I miss you dear
And I wish that you were here
Racetrack, Salt Creek, Dante’s view
It’s a wonder what a twenty mule team could do
And ancient water below here too
And all of this beauty makes me think of you, yeah
I’m gonna climb Eureka Dune
You better take cover here at high noon
I timed it right flowers all abloom
And I’ll move on but not too soon
Here we stood when our love was new
Here I stand oh my what a view
Right there we ran on the sand
And played like children hand in hand
Say aloud I miss you dear
And I wish that you were here
Turn my head, look behind
At a place that’s surely one of a kind
Where our love had first begun
And sprang to life in the Death Valley sun
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Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Hopscotch, skip and run
A playground in the LA sun, I remember
Chapel time, sing a hymn
Swingin’ on the jungle gym, I can see her
Jet black, hair and eyes
First grade held a surprise, for me
What I felt too young to name
But I felt it all the same, for Natalie
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win my heart
Another grade, came and went
Then one more and more she meant, to me
One day, much to my dismay
Her mother asked if I liked Natalie
Pretended not to hear
Though my heart called I ran in fear, oh youth
That year, I would leave
Never to tell Natalie, the truth
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win, my heart
Hey, Hey, Hey!
Never did find Natalie
No second chance for me, to tell her
Lesson learned the hardest way
If my heart calls again one day
I’m gonna answer
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win, my heart
Finding Natalie, and tell her of, the place I have in my heart
Finding Natalie, for all the love, I’ve had for her from the start
Finding Natalie, how has she been, so long that we’ve been apart
Finding Natalie, the first to win, my heart
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I have a crush
On this here city
Another perfect LA summer
Another day so pretty
There’s an awful lot of beauty
And a whole lotta gritty
Some seen and sometimes hidden
In this here city
Here we go!
So come on saddle up
In your jeans and leather
Wrap your arms around me now
We’re gonna ride together
Today we’ll see mountains
The desert and the sea
So hold on tight, ready, set, go
On a one, two, three
Yeah!
Ready set go, on a one, two, three
I gotta few places I want you to see
Gonna, do my best gonna be your guide
Through Los Angeles were gonna ride, ride, ride
We’ll start with Edendale, Glendale, Palmdale, Signal Hill
Echo Park, Highland Park, Griffith Park, Bunker Hill
Sun Valley, Simi Valley, Green Valley, Westlake
Vernon, Hermon, Sherman Oaks and Silver Lake
Covina, West Covina, Gardena
Temple City, La Puente, Altadena, Pasadena
Lakewood, Lynnwood, Brentwood, Inglewood
Artesia, Cerritos, Hawaiian Gardens, Hollywood
Topanga, La Tuna, Alhambra
Sylmar, Diamond Bar, Azusa, Tarzana
Chinatown, Koreatown, Historic Filipinotown
Eagle Rock, Little Rock, they all rock, Travel Town
Downey, San Dimas, La Mirada
Hawthorne, Watts, Los Feliz, La Canada
North Hills, South Gate, Westwood, East LA
Arleta, Lomita, Santa Monica Bay
Whittier, Bellflower, Bell Gardens, and Bell
San Marino, San Pedro, San Gabriel
Here I grew up, I think I’m gonna stay
I have a crush, a crush on LA
I think of my dad, he bought a train fare
To a new life, a story not rare
City vast, wonders abound
What you’re lookin’ for, I bet can be found
And you know, we ain’t seen nothin’ yet
Go!
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Always forever, its time, it’s now or never
Come along and stand with me, by my side I know you’ll see
A life we’ll have, so much fun, sparkling times, don’t you run
Future bright, stay the night, and don’t be afraid it’ll be
Alright
For you and me
How lovely things can be
Just like we, always hoped
Build a life day to day, stick together find our way
And love each other all throughout, and not give up in times of doubt
Mistakes we’ll make but we will strive, to forgive not say goodbye
I trust my heart it does not lie, and don’t be afraid it’ll be
Alright
For you and me
How lovely things can be
Just like we, always hoped
Summer’s here, but I see the fall
I want you now, I want you all
We’re not old, but not so young
I know the last song I want sung
A harmony, I hear for two
Let’s sing together me and you
Always
Smiling faces happy times, I am yours and you are mine
That’s the world that I do see, the world I want for you and me
Always forever, its time, it’s now or never
Future bright stay the night, and don’t be afraid it’ll be alright
Alright for you and me
How lovely things can be
Just like we, always hoped
Alright for you and me
How lovely things can be
Just like we, always hoped
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
You’re my shining star
You’re my favorite, by far
The one for me alright
Your gonna rock my world tonight
Let’s begin, I hold your neck gently
Then, you respond to me
I feel, the electricity
I play you, maybe you play me?
You know, what I like
That’s what I have in mind, for us tonight
And if they’re watching, well that’s alright
I’m ready, you’re ready, let’s
Yeah!
Your body, fits so well with mine
And it feels so good every time
We play, and I will never stray
My hands belong on you this way
A day away, that’s too long
I want you again, I need your song
The sounds you make, they drive me wild
Bring me to my knees my child
I’ve lost control, tell me just who’s in command
Feel the eyes on us, as you melt in my hands
Pull your strings, make you sing
I won’t stop, until I hear you scream
Hear you scream, hear you scream
I won’t stop, until I hear you scream
Hear them scream, hear them scream
We won’t stop, until we hear then scream
You’re my shining star
You’re my favorite, guitar
The one for me alright
Were gonna rock their world tonight
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Women make the world go ‘round
Don’t tell me you don’t think it’s true
Let’s start with your mother who
Brought you in the world and cared for you
And you’ll see, what I’ve found
That they make the world go around
Ms. Mesa and Ms. Kelly
The extra miles they went for me
Teachers who could see your best
If you’re believed in you are blessed
You’ll see, what I have found
That they make the world go around
Women march three million strong
Love not hate our rights aren’t wrong
Sisters so magnificent
I’d like one for my president
You’ll see, what I have found
That they make the world go around
Mothers daughters, sisters, lovers, women we have wed
Oh Maya, Rosa, Susan B., and others who have led
So ‘round and ‘round the world it goes
And I know why and I thank those
Women every day who show
How beautiful our better selves can be
That is profound
I know you’ll see, that they do make
The world go around
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Hey there
I see you’re hurting
What’s on your mind?
Tell me, what is troubling you?
Won’t you sit down?
And tell me your story
And I will tell you mine
It’s the most healin’ thing we can do
Now you may see my
Oh my smiling face yeah
Don’t you let it mislead you to think
I haven’t had troubles too
Never compare your inside
With somebody’s outside
Cause I can guarantee that’s a recipe
For feelin’ blue
I’m no stranger to pain, I’m no stranger to suffering, hey, hey, hey
Or to lie in the night awake tossing and turnin’, or to pray
For release from the anguish of blame of myself, I know that too
Let’s tell our story, and it’ll help us through
I was a prisoner
One of my very own thoughts
Peace of mind I would have bought
At any price, I tell you
And a man told his story
How he suffered and was healed
And his answer he revealed
And I thought I can make it too
He’s no stranger to pain, he’s no stranger to suffering, hey, hey, hey
Or to lie in the night awake tossing and turnin’, or to pray
For release from the anguish of blame of himself, he knows that too
He told me his story, and it helped me through
So tomorrow
If you meet someone hurting
You might tell them your story
It’s the most healin’ thing you can do
You’re no stranger to pain you’re no stranger to suffering, hey, hey, hey
Or to lie in the night awake tossing and turnin’, or to pray
For release from the anguish of blame of yourself, you know that too
You can tell your story, and it’ll help them through, hey
We’re no stranger to pain, we’re no stranger to suffering, hey, hey, hey
Or to lie in the night awake tossing and turnin’, or to pray
For release from the anguish of blame of ourselves, we know that too
Let’s tell our story, it’ll help us through
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I will be your stranger
And come to you in the night
Waking you, taking you
Til’ the mornin’ light
If you want some danger
And I think you might
I will be your stranger
Wait for me tonight
The stranger’s voice you know
And when he speaks you heed
He yearns for you he burns for you
And you follow his lead
The stranger knows your body
And scenes played through your mind
You allow one to unfold
Of the forbidden kind
I will be your stranger
And come to you in the night
Waking you, taking you
Til’ the mornin’ light
The stranger, doesn’t ask
He knows just what to do
You drink in what you feel with him
How fiercely he needs you
All the expectations
Thoughts of right and wrong
Burdens all just slip away
Here, they don’t belong
I am your stranger
I’ll come to you in the night
I am your stranger
Wait for me
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Have you been up so high
That to fall would be to die?
In the race are you number one?
From something are you on the run?
Do you know surrender?
Well I do
Have you gotten what you prized
Followed by emptiness inside?
Do you crave someone’s esteem?
Have you lost it in a nightmare dream?
Do you know surrender?
Well I do
Happiness I traded in
For what I thought I needed, what a sin
Nothing less than the gold
But I wanted in from the cold
Do you know surrender?
Well I do
Do you know surrender?
Well I do
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
Play it like the record, I wanna hear you
Play it like the record, love it when you
Play it like the record, I need you to
Play it like the record
Here I am at your big show
Now I grew up with your records you know
Play me that guitar solo
Note for note, like the record yeah
Spun your album one thousand times
Made a recordin’ of it in my mind
So tonight would you be so kind
Would you, play it like the record yeah
Play it like the record, I wanna hear you
Play it like the record, love it when you
Play it like the record, I need you to
Play it like the record
I like the rhythm of the breakbeat drum
I like the 9 on the G minor strum
I want to hear it, like it was sung
On your record yeah
If you don’t want my objection
Take my advice and direction
Don’t you change what’s pure perfection
Play it like the record yeah
Play it like the record, I wanna hear you
Play it like the record, love it when you
Play it like the record, I need you to
Play it like the record
I began to dream, at an early age
That it was me, playin’ on the stage
Playing your songs, I learned them all by ear
Ah tonight, I want to hear
Play it like the record, I wanna hear you
Play it like the record, love it when you
Play it like the record, I need you to
Play it like the record
Play it like the record, I wanna hear you
Play it like the record, love it when you
Play it like the record, I need you to
Play it like the record!
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
They call her the jewel
The jewel of the Verdugos
Have you ever looked around, for a perfect gem and found
It right under your nose?
Ain’t gonna worry ‘bout what not
I wanna hurry ‘cause I’ve got
To put back into my step, a skip and money I’ll bet
She’ll give me my best shot
On my way to her today
A good mood met me halfway
My own movie has begun, there’s many scenes but just one
I want to replay
Well I’m a goin’ to Glendale
Yes I’m a headed to Glendale
Just like I did, when I was a kid
I ain’t seen her fail
Well I had, had a love
And she lived there way up high above
Kenneth Road, and I road
Yeah my bicycle there and she showed
Me how
It felt to feel like a man
A man in love with a girl and with the whole wide world
In Glendale it all began
Now do you, have a Glendale too?
I said do you have your own Glendale too?
Well I had, had a love
And she lived there way up high above
Kenneth Road, and I road
Yeah my bicycle there and she showed
Me how
It felt to feel like a man
A man in love with a girl and with the whole wide world
In Glendale happen it can
I know you’ve got your own Glendale
I know you’ve got your own Glendale
I know you’ve got your own Glendale
I know you’ve got your own Glendale
I know you’ve got your own Glendale (Glendale)
Your own Glendale (Glendale)
Your own Glendale (Glendale)
Your own Glendale (Glendale)
Written by David Haerle, published by Edendale Station (ASCAP)
© Edendale Station
I’ve been a tracer, tracing over lines
Drawn by others, need something that is mine
I’ve been tracer, been a tracer, got to burn this here paper
I need something that is mine
It’s getting’ clear, the message has arrived
I’ve gotta build something of my own before I die
Before I die, before I die, I’ve got to build before I die
Something of my own
Look around, what do I see?
People gettin’ older everywhere, includin’ me
I see an end, I see an end, my old ways I cannot defend
I’m terrified of regret
Watching youth, slippin’ away
A little more distant, every single day
I must begin, I must begin, if not now well then tell me when?
Step into the unknown
Close my eyes, what do I see?
I see a man, oh the man, I want to be
Take a chance, where I’ve taken none
Well today, I took a step, I’ve begun