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The West Gate
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by doug pettibone
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Big River
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The West Gate
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Two Of Us
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North Carolina
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Into The Mystic
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Jolene
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Honey Biscuit
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Little Man
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Original Originator
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She Belongs to Me
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- about
- "The West Gate" is a collection of acoustic-based songs that are as warm and smooth as Kentucky bourbon. With gentle waves of acoustic guitar cascading over pedal steel rhythms, Doug's voice is at once soft and beguiling. Stripped down and gentle, the album feels like a conversation with an old friend in the back booth of a honky tonk at closing time.
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released 09 September 2009
Lucinda Williams - vocals on Two of Us, She Belongs To Me
Nadege DeVet - Violin
Matt Fish - Viola
Doug Pettibone - 1952 Gibson LG1, 1966 Gibson J 200, 1977 Martin D35, 2003 National model D square neck 2004 National Reso Rocket, old as f#*^@ banjo, Ephiphone mandolin, pots, pans, knifes, forks and wooden spoons on Original Oringinator, harmonica, hand percusion, Fender P Bass, background vocals me, me, me, me, me and me!
Produced by Ned Albright
and Doug Pettibone
Engineered by Gardner Knight, Larry Hirsch, Tod Miller and Bryon Dobbs
Mixed by Gardner Knright - license
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- Track Name: Big River
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Words and Music by Doug Pettibone
Days fly by in the wink of an eye
Nights are longer since you told me good bye
Down for the count
Still realin from the blow
Seein stars
Yeah I`im out cold
Hold your cards close to your chest
Give em a little
But your savin the best
The things you said
Still stuck inside my head
And your cool skin lying in my bed
I wanna jump in the water
Let the big river take me
Wrap me in your arms
Please don`t forsake me
I see the curve of your body in the hills of the earth
Feel the beating of your heart
Beating strong like the surf
Am I lyin to myself
Well I hope it aint true
If wishes were fishes
I`d throw a line out to you
I wanna jump in the water
Let the big river take me
Wrap me in your arms
Please don`t forsake me
Thinkin things thru
But it just aint clear
Whiskey sure was warm on the trail of tears
What`s clear to me
Is the things that you do
Will always come creepin back on you
I wanna jump in the water
Let the big river take me
Wrap me in your arms
Please don`t forsake me
I wanna jump in the water
Let the big river take me
Wrap me in your arms
Please don`t forsake me - Track Name: The West Gate
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The West Gate
I whiskey up my dixie cup
And I hit my cigarette
Packin up my suitcase
But I`m feelin no regret
This rollin stone that I`ve become
Has kept me from my home
One more night and one more song in this bed I`ll sleep alone
Green Hills of old oak trees
White caps from an off shore breeze
Blue water from ancient sea can heal me
And set me free
There`s voices in these canyons
On a sprit wind they travel
The hills have eyes and they`re watching me
As I walk thru dirt and gravel
I step into the water
To surf this sacred place
The tide is high and so am I
I`m in a better place
Green Hills of old oak trees
White caps from an off shore breeze
Blue water from ancient sea can heal me
And set me free
The colors change and the night begins
The sky's a bed of stars
The heat of the fire light
Pulls songs from my guitar
There really is no other place
That I have ever seen
I close my eyes and I can have this reoccurring dream
Green Hills of old oak trees
White caps from an off shore breeze
Blue water from ancient sea can heal me
And set me free - Track Name: Two Of Us
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Words and music by Lennon and McCartney
Photo Dan Dion
Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's
Hard earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters
On my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead
Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing so low
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead
Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home - Track Name: North Carolina
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North Carolina
North Carolina
Why did you treat me this way
You know I wanted to stay in your town
North Carolina
With your flowers and song
Your eyes are tearin and there`s somthin wrong
In the way that the shadows fall
Like signs written on the wall
To me tonight
North Carolina
Give me something to hold
The storm wind blowin and it`s cold in your town
North Carolina
Your smile could light up my day
But now your smile's gone away for a while
In the way that the shadows fall
Like signs written on the wall
To me tonight - Track Name: Into The Mystic
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Words and music by Van Morrison
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I dont have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when thst fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I dont have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic - Track Name: Jolene
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Flowers on the window
And flowers on the hills
You put your lips upon my neck and givin me the chills
Well it seems like things are sleepy in this town
Street are empty
There`s no one else around
Jolene, Jolene
Finest woman I have ever seen
Jolene, Jolene
Why`d you have to go and be so mean
If I`d gave myself a nickel for every time I`d cryed
I`ll fill up the ocean with all the tears I`d cry
Time is movin slow and so am I
Grey clouds in the distance start to cry
Jolene, Jolene
Finest woman I have ever seen
Jolene, Jolene
Why`d you have to go and be so mean
Every time you roll the dice you can win or lose
But maybe if your lucky you might have a chance to chose
Seems like I just flew into your web
The path you walk the flowers are lyin dead
Jolene, Jolene
Finest woman I have ever seen
Jolene, Jolene
Why`d you have to go and be so mean - Track Name: Honey Biscuit
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Song bird singin outside my window
It sang all night and the night before
The lights of the city look like a golden river
I like takin your stuff and you`re such a good giver
I`m keepin your stuff this time
Wrapped up neatly hidden deeply in my mind
I saved your message on my telephone
Just to hear your voice cause it feels like home
Your sweet southern words so smooth and so fine
What`s mine is yours
And what yours is mine
I`m keepin your stuff this time
Wrapped of neatly hidden deeply in my mind
You`re my little honey biscuit all buttered and brown
Juke joint baby really throwin it down
You got good gravy and your cookin`s good too
Hot peppered jelly`s comin home to you
I`m keepin your stuff this time
Wrapped of neatly hidden deeply in my mind
I`m keepin your stuff this time
Wrapped of neatly hidden deeply in my mind
In my mind - Track Name: Little Man
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Sittin on top of the world yesterday
Thinkin bout things in no particular way
He called this morning
He said "happy birthday,
I got something for you
But you're too far away"
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From a old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man
Livin like a gypsy out on the road
The newspaper man said my soul has been sold
I called you from Kansas but I couldn't get thru
The Wichita lineman is singin the blues
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From an old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man
So far away
Planes go and trains fly
So far away
Watching you waving goodbye
So far away
The world is spinning and I can barley hang on
The great white northern nights are painfully long
Fresh snow and pine
And a bullet holed sign
I'm dropping in latitude
I'll be home in no time
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From a old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man - Track Name: Original Originator
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Why must I wake up and sleep off all my day
Well I guess I just missed a big party
One glass of wine should provide a good time
But I went and I finished the whole bottle
Well I might not be the original originator
Of somethin I aint thought of
That I think that I thought at the time
Well I'm smooth talkin, slow walkin, sweet potato see ya later
And honey I sure love you
But my phone was not working at the time
Well I spent some time down at the old four corners
With the tv screamin bout the T storm warnins
Shackin up in the old slave quarters with a honey bee
Big ol roots of the trees are showin
And it's high noon here and the sun is glowin
This Delta heat is sure kickin my ass
It's kickin my ass
Well I guess I'll keep tryin till I get it right
But I think that I misplaced the instructions
Oh what the hell
Let's go down to the bar room
And we'll help out my friend with his problem
Well I might not be the original originator
Of somethin I aint thought of
That I think that I thought at the time
Well I'm smooth talkin, slow walkin, sweet potato see ya later
And honey I sure love you
But my phone was not working at the time
But my phone was not working at the time - Track Name: She Belongs to Me
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Words and music by Bob Dylan
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child,
The Law can't touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum