When The Deal Goes Down

by David Olney

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When The Deal Goes Down written by David Olney (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP) You don't have to lie for me Cry for me or die for me You don't have to fall down on the ground You don't have to give me breath Give me life or give me death Just tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down When the deal goes down When the deal goes down Tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down You don't have to reach for me Pray to me or preach to me You don't have to make a single sound You don't have to raise the dead Give wine or give me bread Just tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down When the deal goes down When the deal goes down Tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down You don't have to be the light In the day or in the night You don't have to wear no heavenly crown You don't have to save my soul Walk on the water, walk on hot coals Just tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down When the deal goes down When the deal goes down Tell me you'll be there when the deal goes down
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Little Bird (It's What I Do) written by David Olney (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP) Little bird Little bird High up in the tree Little bird Little bird Why do you sing to me? It's what I do And what I do I do all summer long I'm a little bird This is my song Winter wind Winter wind You howl and you moan Winter wind Winter wind And chill me to the bone It's what I do And what I do I do all winter long I'm the winter wind This is my song Anyone, anyone Every anywhere Born into this precious life To breath this holy air It's what I do And what I do I do my whole life long This is who I am This is my song It's what I do And what I do I do my whole life long This is who I am This is my song
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Servant, Job 03:58
Servant, Job written by David Olney and John Hadley (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI) God walking east, Satan walking west They meet on the road and they stop for a rest Sitting on a rock passing the time of day Talking 'bout the people they've met along the way Talking about the future, talking about the past And how time seems to slip by so fast And how hard it is to find something that will last God said, yeah God said, yeah God said, Have you considered my servant, Job? Have you considered my servant, Job? There's nowhere in the land You will find a better man He'll suffer any pain Just to glorify my name He'll go down on his knees To raise his prayers to me There's nothing he won't do He's my servant good and true Have you considered my servant, Job? Have you considered my servant, Job? Satan said to God, I"ve been walking up and down Walking through the country, the city and the town Just like you I've been making the rounds There's always something different, there's always something new I never get tired, I just love what I do Satan said, yeah Satan said, yeah Satan said, Yes, I've considered your servant, Job Yes, I've considered your servant, Job He's a man like all the rest Nothing more and nothing less Sure he gives you praise Look how much it pays Pretty wife and lots of land It's not that hard to understand Let me have him for a while I'll wipe away that smile I'll take away his wealth And I'll take away his health I'll take all that he's been given Make him wish he wasn't livin' I'll leave nothing but his shame And he'll learn to curse your name Yes, I considered your servant, Job Yes, I considered your servant, Job Have you considered my servant, Job? Yes, I considered your servant, Job
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Soldier Of Misfortune written by David Olney (Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp., BMI) I wish I could come to you in glory A soldier from some holy war Then you could see me in my splendor Standing proud outside your door And bearing gifts from far off places I'd gladly give them all to you Eastern spice and Spanish laces Silks of gold and velvet blue I am a soldier of misfortune Hold me close to your breast I had my dreams but then I lost them And I am weary for my rest I wish I could come to you with wisdom Or golden words that I would speak To touch your heart and mind together To touch you soft and touch you deep I wish I had some special treasure That only I could give to you Eastern spice or Spanish laces Silks of gold or velvet blue I am a soldier of misfortune Hold me close to your breast I had my dreams but then I lost them And I am weary for my rest
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Scarecrow Man written by David Olney (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP) The black clouds scowled The cold wind howled The lightning stabbed like a knife The wild wolf cringed And became unhinged And he cried like a baby for his life This was no night for a man or a beast Confusion ruled on the land What fool would venture forth in this hell? Only the Scarecrow Man With his eyes all ablaze And his voice cracked and crazed He was near swallowed up in the roar Abandoned and lost Tattered and tossed He beat on the farmhouse door "For the love of God let me in!" he cried "I'll die if you don't lend a hand." He pleaded and he begged and he bellowed like the wind "Have mercy on the Scarecrow Man!" The old widow heard But she could not be stirred To answer those pitiful cries The storm grew in violence She clung to her silence She held to the safety inside She'd heard the rumors, the stories, the tales Of things she could not understand That filled her with anger and filled her with fear Of the cold blooded Scarecrow Man The lightning did flash The thunder did crash The cattle were frozen in fear Curses and groans And unnatural moans Echoed in the tornado air The old widow sank and she breathed her last sigh And she died on the farmhouse floor The sun chased the clouds and the wind ceased to howl And the air was as still as before The old widow's dead Her spirit has fled To some far and mysterious land But there by the door Is a handful of straw All that's left of the Scarecrow Man There by the door There's a handful of straw All that's left of the Scarecrow Man
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Why So Blue? 03:08
Why So Blue? written by David Olney and Gwil Owen (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Bug Music/Turgid Tunes, BMI) Why so blue? Why so blue? Haven't all your dreams come true Why so blue? Why so low? Don't you know? That it's all because of you Why so blue? Could it be You miss me after all? Could it be You just need my arms to hold you? Why so blue? Why so blue? Haven't all your dreams come true Why so blue?
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Mister Stay At Home written by David Olney and John Hadley (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI) Gonna comb my hair, shine my shoes Get dressed up like I used to do Feeling good, looking fine Gonna sparkle like a glass of wine Girls watch out when i come 'round Mister Stay at Home is going to town Here's to Saturday night Here's to neon light Here's mud in your eye Gonna stroll right down that boulevard Where all them pretty women are People laugh, music plays Gonna sing and dance til the breal of day Girls watch out when I come 'round Mister Stay at Home is going to town Here's to Saturday night Here's to neon light Here's mud in your eye
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Roll This Stone written by David Olney and John Hadley (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI) I'm gonna roll this roll this stone I'm gonna roll this roll this stone I'm gonna roll this roll this stone Don't want your help, I wanna do it alone I wanna roll this roll this stone I'm goin' to the top from the bottom to the top of the hill I'm goin' to the top from the bottom to the top of the hill I'm goin' to the top from the bottom of the hill I don't care if it gets me killed I'm gonna roll this roll this stone Me and this mule gonna plow this cold hard ground Til me and this poor old mule both fall down I'm gonna dig a hole so deep I can't get out I'm gonna dig a hole so deep I can't get out I'll dig a hole so deep I can't get out When I get to the bottom, gonna jump and shout I'm gonna roll this roll this stone
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No Trace 04:06
No Trace written by David Olney and John Hadley (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI) I have come from far away From far away I've come From out beyond the mountains Past where the rivers run I am here to speak my mind To speak my mind I'm here If you'd like to listen Won't you gather near Gather near Gather near There's a world beyond this place A world you've never seen Cities full of people People full of dreams They can build a bridge of steel And roads across this land Someday they may come here Just because they can Because they can Because they can If they come there's something You're going to need to know What you want to keep And what you're willing to let go Some will try to buy and sell The smile upon your face The life that you have always known Could vanish with no trace With no trace With no trace I have come from far away From far away I've come
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Sad Saturday Night written by David Olney, John Hadley, Ad Vanderveen (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI; Songsense Music, BUMA/STEMRA) It's a sad, sad, sad Saturday night It's a sad, sad, sad Saturday night No music, no laughter, no happy ever after in sight Everyone's gone on a sad Saturday night There's a full moon shining tonight through the trees But there's a dark blue shadow between you and me Silence is everywhere silence is not meant to be On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night No music, no laughter, no happy ever after in sight Just a sad, sad, sad Saturday night The streetlights are on, my footsteps are all I can hear The sound of that train in the distance, so cold and so clear I could walk these streets all night long and still wind up here On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night Come Sunday or Monday or someday it might be alright But it's hard to believe on a sad Saturday night This town is as empty, as empty as my broken heart I could tell you my story but why even start Everything's changed since you and I drifted apart On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night On a sad, sad, sad Saturday night No music, no laughter, no happy aver after in sight On a sad, sad, sad Staurday night
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Big Blue Hole written by David Olney and John Hadley (Red Lilly Music, ASCAP; Hadley Six Music, BMI) Bag of bones Bag of bones I aint nothin' but A bag of bones Big blue hole Big blue hole Meet me down at The big blue hole Marilyn Monroe Marilyn Monroe Where'd she come from And where'd she go? James Dean James Dean He jumped out of A movie screen Big blue hole Big blue hole Landed in A big blue hold Ghengis Khan Ghengis Khan Headed out to The great beyond Cleopatra Cleopatra No one knows just Where she's at Big blue hole Big blue hole Everything goes In the big blue hole Matthew, Mark, Luke and John All them saints are Dead and gone Amy Winehouse, Kurt Cobain They aint comin 'round here again Big blue hole Big blue hole Heaven aint nothin' but a Big blue hole Bag of bones Bag of bones I aint nothin' but a Bag of bones

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Thanks to all who made a contribution to the funding of this recording. I couldn't do it without you.

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released July 8, 2014

Produced by David Olney and Mark Robinson
Associate Producer Daniel Seymour
Engineered by Mark Robinson and Daniel Seymour
Mixed by Mark Robinson
Recorded and Mixed at Guido’s Studios South, Nashville, TN
Mastered by Paul Mahern, Mahern Audio, Bloomington, IN

Photography by Gregg Roth
Art Direction and Package Design by Paul Needham, Mohawk Visuals

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