Music

Tracks in the Sound

by Matt Cox

Released 2011
Slo-Fidelity Records
Released 2011
Slo-Fidelity Records
"A shining example of Midwestern alt-country-rock-folk-indie-Americana music that somehow fits all and none of these categories." -Hear Nebraska
  • 04:45 Lyrics Let's Take It Home

    I've been out of touch lately 

    This old scene's getting so tired 

    But tonight you're the only one for me, baby

    And honey, if you don't mind

     

    Oh, I'm ready

    Oh, honey I'm ready

    I'm for for you now, baby

    Let's take it on home

     

    We got ice cream in the cooler 

    Hard liquor up on the shelf

    I know I should get some rest 

    But tonight I'm drinking to your health

     

    Oh, I'm ready

    Oh, honey I'm ready

    I'm for for you now, baby

    Let's take it on home

     

    I can see it's getting late now

    I can see you're watching the clock 

    I know when I had too much, baby 

    But sometimes it's hard to stop

     

    Oh, I'm ready

    Oh, honey I'm ready

    I'm for for you now, baby

    Let's take it on home

     

    I can't stay here any longer

    It's getting hard to breathe

    I'm feeling a little uneasy

    Getting weak down in my knees

     

    Oh, I'm ready

    Oh, honey I'm ready

    I'm for for you now, baby

    Let's take it on home

     

    So, put your last dollar in the jukebox 

    And settle up at the bar 

    Sorry, ain't no kind of answer 

    Baby, some day we'll have it all

     

    Oh, I'm ready

    Oh, honey I'm ready

    I'm for for you now, baby

    Let's take it on home

    Take it on home

    Take it on home 

    Take it on home

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

  • 03:16 Lyrics Three Rounds Down

    I woke up early one morning 

    Nowhere to go for to hang around

    I was stuck down in County

    For what the deputies found

    In the truck of my car 

    Lying dead was my Lenore

    And underneath of the passenger seat

    Was my loaded .44

     

    They said, Son,

    Where'd you get the gun?

    Why'd you shoot her?

    Why'd you run?

    For this you know you will surely hang

    And your rambling days are done

    I said, Sir,

    Well, I just heard

    She'd been seen with another guy

    In the bathroom of the bar last night

    They say he was a friend of mine

    But I didn't shoot when I saw her

    I gave her a chance to lie

    I didn't pull that trigger

    Until she looked me in the eyes

     

    And I went

    Round, round, round

    It only took three rounds

    To take her 

    Down, down, down 

    And I shot that woman down

    Round, round, round

    It only took three rounds

    To take her

    Down, down, down 

    And I shot that woman down

     

    But the judge said 

    Now boy, she didn't need to die

    We all deserve a second chance

    She was only twenty-five

    But I know she'll be missed 

    She was the sweetest girl around

    And I couldn't dump her poor body

    That's why I'm back in town

    For I hope you'll have mercy on me 

    I've confessed for all of my sins

    If you kindly look the other way

    You won't see me again

     

    And I went

    Round, round, round

    It only took three rounds

    To take her 

    Down, down, down 

    And I shot that woman down

    Round, round, round

    It only took three rounds

    To take her

    Down, down, down 

    And I shot that woman down

     

    But I can see her when I'm sleeping

    Lord, she won't let me live it down 

    I can still hear her calling out my name 

    From six feet in the ground

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

  • 06:01 Lyrics July Sun

    I heard you bought the farm in Nashville

    Well, I hope you found what you were looking for

    Though I may often still think about you

    I know you just don't need me anymore

    But as sure as the July sun will shine upon us

    As sure as the burdens that we all bare

    It's hard to keep a steady hand rolling

    When you won't let go of the dice

     

    I hope that your new love treats you nice and proper

    I hope he's filthy rich, and tall, and strong

    I'm sure he has plenty more to offer

    Than hand-me-down boots and worn out songs

    But as sure as the July sun will shine upon us

    As sure as the burdens that we all share

    It may be just around the next corner

    But there's always another way of getting there

     

    I must admit, I too found another

    And I'm much better off than I've ever been

    I don't want these words to sound bitter

    For I'm glad that we both found happiness

    As sure as the July sun will shine upon us

    As sure as the burdens that we all bare

    It's hard to keep a good thing going

    And it's just as hard to say goodbye 

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

     

  • 03:43 Lyrics Ungodly Creatures

    I've seen Ungodly Creatures

    Starve and kill their fellow man

    For the color of their skin

    For the religion they believe in 

    But I was raised to fear Jesus

    And respect my government 

    Obey every command

    You'll get sent up

    Straight to heaven

    But if I could have my own opinion

    I'd shout it from the highest mountain

    You can believe what you want to believe in 

    I just don't trust some superstitions

    I don't need to find salvation

    No, I found my own, Lord

    In the valleys and the canyons

    In the fields and the shores

    There's a beauty that's all around us

    You don't really gotta look too hard

    It's in the changing of the weather

    It's in your very own backyard

    Some places can get a little ugly

    But I ain't gonna discriminate

    Because, we should all help one another 

    And make the Earth a better place

    We'll give her a brand new name

    And the attention that she deserves

    And we'll all become one family

    Brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers

     

    (c) 2011 

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

  • 04:04 Lyrics Hey, Pretty Mamma

    Hey there pretty mama 

    Tell me what do you know?

    I'm standing here right next to you 

    And I'm feeling so alone

     

    The winter's cold and slick honey

    And summer's thick as thieves

    And sometimes our love is angry 

    And sometimes it weaves

    But there ain't nowhere to hide 

    When all your troubles are inside

    And darling your my girl

    And you know that I'm your guy 

     

    But, if we had the time

    Maggie would you call for me?

    When it's dark as night

    Tell me what do you see?

    Are we running out of chances to go on?

     

    You can wrestle through your memories

    And wrestle through the weeds

    Take your share of chances 

    And do your share of deeds

    But that monkey on your back 

    It ain't cutting you no slack 

    And it's hared to tell your future

    When you don't know where your at

     

    If we had the time

    Maggie would you call for me?

    When it's dark as night

    Tell me what do you see?

    Are we running out of chances to go on?

     

    I can't think of any other place I'd rather be

    I've seen better days and this might be the last I see

    So kick off your shoes honey

    And relax your little feet

    I'll see you in the morning

    It's been a long hard week 

     

    (c) 2100

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

     

  • 06:15 Lyrics Down To the Station

    Everything is changing just for the season

    Faded colors and brief are the days

    In the morning I must be leaving 

    And the time we shared will soon fade away

     

    Take me down to the station

    Hurry put me on a train

    This old town has got me feeling low down

    And it looks like we've seen this one before

    If I might not make it home tonight

    Baby please don't you lock that door

     

    I may be gone just for the weekend

    I know I never have the words to say

    But if you can give me just one good reason

    I know somewhere baby I've got a mind to stay

     

    Take me down to the station

    Hurry put me on a train

    This old town has got me feeling low down

    And it looks like we've seen this one before

    If I might not make it home tonight

    Baby please don't you lock that door

     

    There's no simple explanation 

    For why we all do the things we all do

    But there's no need for speculation

    I know your heart is pure and true

     

    Take me down to the station

    Hurry put me on a train

    This old town has got me feeling low down

    And it looks like we've seen this one before

    If I might not make it home tonight

    Baby please don't you lock that door

     

    Don't lock me out

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

     

     

     

  • 03:30 Lyrics Last Kiss With Paulita

    Down in Lincoln County 

    Back in 1883

    They got William Bonney

    For murder in the worst degree

    Some say he was a hero

    Just a vigilante man

    Hotter than a pistol

    Mean as a crocodile

    Until he met sweet Pualita

    Who nearly killed him with her smile

    Before there was a verdict

    He only had one request

     

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    There gonna hang me in the morning

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    The sun's coming fast

     

    Billy spoke to the judge

    He said what's gonna be my fine?

    Fifty long years, or will you take my young life?

    Then the judges gavel fell

    And a chill crawled up his spine

     

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    There gonna hang me in the morning

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    The sun's coming fast

     

    They finally got his number

    And they're gonna make him pay for what he did

    And so goes the legend of Pat Garrett and the Kid

    He'll make a fine example

    A man ain't nothing but a man

    Then on that fateful morning when they go to hang the Kid 

    Billy jumped the shotgun 

    And Billy hit the skids

    Some say he's still riding

    Still looking for that kiss

     

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    There gonna hang me in the morning

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    The sun's coming fast

     

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    Un beso mas de Paulita

    Give me one last kiss from Paulita

    Lord, the sun's coming up fast

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP 

     

     

  • 06:01 Lyrics Waiting On the Rain

    I've travelled most of this country

    Through cities and towns

    And everywhere I've found

    People putting other people down 

     

    When I packed up my guitar

    And headed south down for Austin

    I didn't know just where I was going

    Or how long I'd be gone

     

    But something hit me that day

    I knew I was right where I belonged

    When I heard that radio playing

    One of your favorite songs

     

    It takes a certain kind of lover

    It takes a certain kind of friend

    To always be there for each other

    To have a helping hand to lend

     

    They're gonna keep on changing

    The rules of the game

    And I'm tired of just sitting here

    Waiting on the rain

     

    I kept mostly to myself

    And studied my trade

    I tried to make some sense of 

    The bad choices I've made

     

    From street corners to the big show

    They try to take it all away

    But don't pretend to be what you ain't

    And understand what I say

     

    They're gonna keep on changing

    The rules of the game

    Now I'm just sitting here singing

    Waiting on the rain

     

    If you take to drinking

    You better steady your aim

    Be careful of what you do

    And don't shit on your name

     

    If you're feeling like leaving

    Go on and walk out the door

    Just remember if you slip

    And you come back for more

     

    That a whole lot of lovin'

    Is just a big waste of time

    If I can't be in your dreams

    And you can't live with mine

     

    They're gonna keep on changing

    The rules of the game

    But I'll just keep on singing

    Waiting on the rain

     

    Yeah, I'll just be here singing

    Waiting on the rain

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

  • 04:33 Lyrics Riches To Rags

    Well, I've heard a million reasons, and most of them are true

    That this hand that I'm gambling ain't gonna do

     

    While you were taking your slow drag

    You went from riches to rags

    And you let yourself go

    Let it get a hold on you

     

    I don't understand baby

    Why everything you do 

    Feels so good 

    And so cruel

     

    You always take the high road

    And look down with a frown 

    You wish you were more involved 

    But you can't get your feet on the ground

     

    Well, everything changes

    No, nothing stays the same

    It's everyday reconstruction 

    For everyone you've blamed 

     

    I don't understand baby

    Why everything you do 

    Feels so good 

    And so cruel

     

    Well, I've heard a million reasons, and most of them are true

    That this hand that I'm gambling ain't gonna do

     

    (c) 2011

    Matt Cox/ASCAP

     

NOTES
Produced by Matt Cox
Recorded by Charlie Johnson at Fuse Recording Studio, Lincoln, NE

Matt Cox - vocals, guitar, harmonica
Ben Zinn - electric guitar, pedal steel
Seth Ondracek - bass
Nick Semrad - keys
Andrew Tyler - drums

Matt Cox

Six-time Omaha Entertainment and Arts Award winner for Best Country/Americana and Best Blues. The caliber of artist that singer/songwriter Matt Cox has become in the studio and on stage is being widely recognized by a steady growing fanbase. Cox continues to perform across the country as a solo artist, and with an ever-changing lineup of the area’s top talent.

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