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GREEN BLUES BLACK BALLADS AND SOME NORMAL SONGS FOR GUITAR AND PIANO

by Adam Murphy

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1.
Maybe I’m a good ol’ wine and I improve with age and time When some would be way past their prime I’ll just be coming into mine Maybe I’m a good ol’ wine and lost among the crates I hide Waiting for the day when I am brought to light fully ripe Until then I’ll bide my time out of sight on the quiet Honing and refining leaving fate decide when the time is right Maybe I’ll have some regrets but let’s just wait to see what’s next Some blessings come in deep disguise and take a lifetime to crystallise Maybe then you’d thank your lucky stars that what you wished for first With such high hopes was denied If I get a chance to add it all up at the end I’ll tell you then Whether what I did or didn’t do led to fortune bad or good A player who can run no more walks in through the coach’s door Having called him old saying his day was done now once again he’s known as young Maybe I’m a good ol’ wine but who’s to say what’s too old There’ll be a break in every mould and over the hill may be greener pastures still Maybe I’m a good ol’ wine and who’s to say who’s past their prime But I hope I get imbibed before I decay Either way it’s true to say that you and I are older than when we woke today
2.
Fate 03:40
I got one thing right I gotta hold on tight Before I fall into the tide I gotta see if it’s worth my while She wants to pull me in Before she decides I gotta take my time I gotta keep my mind Play it cool and know what to do Before I fall prey to her brew So I could go with the flow of fools Keeping her afloat She’s buoyed up by her vanity She says “come on in And join the team” I think “no I’ll go and find a clearer stream”
3.
Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Leave me to be in peace Don’t wanna know Don’t wanna be told If I ignore I might never See change Why must there be change? Why can’t things stay just the same? I’m doing okay Coping with today Then I hear these things being said Difficult choices Challenging voices New music I’ll have to face Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Business as usual please I know who I am I know where I stand Don’t taunt me with how things may be Terrible scenes We’ve wreaked but haven’t seen Are soon to be rebounding our way No no! That’s not how it’ll go You can show me But please don’t make me know Don’t lift the rug Leave it to the flood We’ll cross that bridge When it floats by Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Leave me to be in peace Don’t wanna know Don’t wanna be told If I ignore it might stay The same, the same Why can’t things stay the same Well maybe someday Tomorrow Will be no more
4.
Lover Queen 02:57
Come with me my lover queen To a secret out of time Turn your mind from daily grind Beyond a higher ground Close your eyes to cruel light And open up to half-a-tone Where what you see is just as real You know it by the feeling Of love It’s here and now Love For sure we know Love I’ll come with you my lover queen From empty cold to warm embrace Turn away from mundane calling Through your palace gate Holding hands and merging passion Falling in without a trace Through tingling skin we feel it passing To this wondrous state
5.
Strolling ‘round the mountains with a brainful of beer Palms like fountains playing games with fear The darkness sat around me at the end of the year Startled by a black cat Who was hiding in the middle of the road Staring at the mountains from the corner of my eye They were standing up like monsters blocking off the sky My heart was pounding quickly But I said I must go on To get it out of my system Anyway I knew I needed to be shaken down Now the road ascended and I couldn’t see ahead The wind was ripping through me growing was my dread Take me back to the tavern and the cosy fireside As I rushed back to the village I thought “I’m really just a city boy” And the ghosts came from the sea And I thought that I could hear an oul banshee Next day the sun was shining and I was feeling with the light Staring at the mountains loved their beauty and their height Now my stay is over and I’m sorry to be going As we drove back to the city I thought ‘I’m really just a mixed-up little boy”
6.
Wintertime is coming ‘round again Autumn breezes swirling ‘round the lanes And the leaves are turning brown And falling to the ground Swallows, martins on their way down south And the nights are closing in Hear the lonesome calling of the wind The promenade is empty once again Room to stroll along the quiet strand And the waves are sweeping ghosts From the past onto the coast Into mind come old forgotten friends The beach is bare and bleak And fills me with an air of mystic peace And when the evening comes I’ll go To a cosy fireside I know Where we’ll sit and sip and talk And feel the welcome warmth Of winter’s charm Wintertime is coming ‘round again But I don’t mind the hype coming to end People jumping far ahead Leaving care and thought for dead Blinded by the tearing tiger sun Summertime is done Time to cool before wearn another one
7.
Bubble 04:33
The booman and the dooman neither knows what’s ahead One says “we’ll be beaming” says the other “we’re all dead” A half-full empty cocktail a glass of hope and dread How can we know how it’ll go or is this the final ebb? Will an angel come to save us or leave us to run dry Like drunks who blew their credit now spoiling for a fight Blow and blow the bubble Flirting hard with trouble Sailing in a circle with no port for a storm Maybe if we’re clever we can steer away from harm Whether a luxury liner or a coffin ship of fools No élitist first-class ticket will keep you immune Blow and blow the bubble Courting winds of trouble Lots of little children one big beautiful balloon Some think they’ll be sorted if they make it all their own So they set aside all learning and any thoughts of ruin Grab and twist and tug at it and waaaahhhh no more balloon Blow and blow the bubble Making bigger and bigger trouble And then bang! And if you think you’ve a guardian angel Please tell him send some more There’re millions down here dying Whom the heavens have ignored So if you think you’ve sussed it you must live in a cocoon No matter how it’s tinted changes always loom We can make a bed of roses or a minefield of dead thorns A sunny smile may help awhile But we need good people with much more As we rummage through the rubble Of our latest empty bubble Maybe we’ll discover A better way to be So don’t be selfish with that angel Tell him we need more There’re millions here in misery Who see nothing but hunger and horrors and war
8.
I like my meaty dinners whiskey, pints, and wine Sitting by the fossil fire where I ease my worried mind Watch some guys on a green rectangle kick off in a foreign land Me and millions others in an armchair or a stand And I’ll burn here in one evening what took a thousand years to form Send it up to the stratosphere they say will get too warm Or maybe I’ll get moving speed on into town Burning all the oil up to the air from underground Yes I pay the filthy bastards to fill my local pump They’d kill to sell me comforts they promise from a stump But we have to have two motors at our pastoral abode To join the jams in the countryside that’s ripped up by our roads In this place In this time I’m just an ordinary guy Put poison on the garden got to kill to help it grow The neighbours’ grass is always greener Unless you look below We’ve got machines to clean the water machines to pump it in It goes ‘round and ‘round the houses and back out as black as sin And we added children to our table their plates begin to grow More food and fuel and wastage more places we must go Washing, hygiene, sterilising don’t want them to get ill ‘Cos I’ve seen the stuff disposed of in the hospital And ‘though we’re grateful for these medicines we complain about the price But I wonder what the real cost is of this chemical advice We have to leave a light on don’t want them to go blind But I fear what their future’s here and what we’ll leave behind In this place In this time Me and my wife have just got ordinary lives Could look perfect on the surface but be rotten to the core The last thing that will crumble is the shiny lacquered floor Don’t remind me of the future you’ll spoil a pleasant day Seems we’re burning all our bridges ahead to overheat today In this place In this time We’ve just got ordinary lives
9.
Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Leave me to be in peace Don’t wanna know Don’t wanna be told If I ignore I might never See change Why must there be change? Why can’t things stay just the same? I’m doing okay Coping with today Then I hear these things being said Difficult choices Challenging voices New music I’ll have to face Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Business as usual please I know who I am I know where I stand Don’t taunt me with how things may be Terrible scenes We’ve wreaked but haven’t seen Are soon to be rebounding our way No no! That’s not how it’ll go You can show me But please don’t make me know Don’t lift the rug Leave it to the flood We’ll cross that bridge When it floats by Go away, go away I wish ’twould go away Leave me to be in peace Don’t wanna know Don’t wanna be told If I ignore it might stay The same, the same Why can’t things stay the same Well maybe someday Tomorrow Will be no more
10.
Care 04:28
None of us cares about too many things We have enough to worry ‘round our own little beings “I don’t know and I don’t care to know Just in case” None of us cares about too many things Till they whack your arse and cut your wings Smashing that complacency Slap you in the face Then we whinge and whine and howl about our rights All those tough-luck scenes you’d thought were justified But now that you’ve been sucked into the strife It’s not so easy to make light of it Now you know what it’s like “I have my rights, why should I care about yours For all I care you might as well be on all fours” A dog with no home A robin freezing in the snow Everyone claims to care but say they don’t know Or would they really be aware but be scared they’d give a whit Block out their guilt And sometimes even boast about it Guilt can kill a spirit can be floored But kill your guilt and you’ll feel free To keep killing more Famine, war, oppression — it’s all such a bore A nuisance way off yonder till they land at your door It’s hard to look too far around or ahead — you’d get dizzy And you’re no use if you’re down I tried to be carefree but was still ill at ease Too much worry Is a kind of disease Things I could do, should do, would be good to do Can do but shan’t do not want to do can’t stand to See, to be To start to even try to understand Hazards in the distance look so slight But it’s too late to turn When it’s up to your eyes Nudge and wink and scoff “Jack we’re alright” We’ll just shrug those old shoulders Until oh shur I didn’t think Nobody cares about too many things We got our plates full of trouble or so we like to think Á la carte compassion Seems to suit the kings
11.
The Lack 03:38
Woke up on a normal day Clouds were blue, the sky was grey Nothing seemed that out of place Stumbled up and tried to face the day Shaved my back and I scrubbed my face “Now I’m ripe to seize the day” Took the stairs down to the store Shutters down on a shuttered door “I only want some milk” I cried No-one there except for I Trundled back down to my bed And wondered “why” In the town there was no-one ‘round All closed up and all shuttered down I went to use the telephone All I got was a ringing tone Shrugged my head and to I I said “Today I must be all alone” Used a rock and a heavy bar To get into a well-heeled bar Leather seats and a leather bar Curtains all of lace and silk Among the brandy champagne and wine Still no milk Broke into some mega stores No joy there so I found a Porsche Quickly sailed through ninety towns All the same — not a soul around Not in all the fields around To be seen a single cow Figured out at a rich man’s port The fastest boat that I could sort Out I drove to the open sea To many lands explored by me Still no luck so I thought “Ah forget it I’m going home I’m very thirsty and forlorn”— Learned to fly and it got me there Dragged myself up on the stair When I got into my room Flicked the light but the bulb was blown Went around in the boring rain To the lowly landlord to complain He was out so I went in What did I see right in front of me But a little jug with just enough For my cuppa tea “Glory be”
12.
People 04:10
People are good, people are bad They make me smile, they drive me mad They calm me down, make me sad Boil my blood, make me laugh They are so foolish, they are so wise Whisper truths, scream blatant lies They make me want to curl up and die Then they turn and save my life They make me curse the day I was born For having trust in those who wrong Then make me see I’m maybe paranoid And afraid of what should be enjoyed People are mean and they don’t mean it They say it’s wrong to judge or so they deem it They don’t know but they don’t know that It’s all so clear, yet we can’t see They say “don’t kill” and then you see them do it They say “don’t lie” and you see right through it Private virtue, public vice Vice-versa; or slaves of the dice How can a genius be such a fool? How can a big heart be so cruel? How can humans be so inhuman? Yet then do superhuman things Is it that every hat you have worn Harks back to the place you were born? Or is it that you are what you choose In charge of all that you do? People are good?
13.
Yo-Yo 04:09
14.
Peace 03:47
I’m slipping slowly into a sleep Drifting down through the door of dreams I’m picking faint fruit from pleasant trees Now troubles leave me to be in peace I’m thinking strange things, now losing hold I feel the weight fall from my bones Sinking deeper into the foam On a journey to the unknown I lie in wait now to be free The darkness no more frightens me What may come — well — we might see Now troubles leave me to be in peace

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released May 12, 2016

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Adam Murphy Ireland

Adam Murphy was born and raised in Cork, Ireland, but is a long-time Galway resident after periods living and working in Europe, USA, and UK.
‘Progress’ is his ninth album of original material. Each collection has a discrete flavour and is a set of thematically linked pieces. His work has been aired regularly on RTE and other radio stations in Ireland and abroad, most recently in the Far East.
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