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released February 26, 2015

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The Whiskey Jerks Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

Comprised of the talented Anna Bekolay (violin and voice), James Diakuw (clarinet and voice), Nevin Buehler (upright bass), Peter Abonyi (guitar), Kevin Buzinski (percussion), and Gillian Snider (voice and accordion), the Whiskey Jerks have created a unique and original sound that blends klezmer, folk, rock, country-blues, gypsy-punk and jazz with a distinct and honest prairie sound. ... more

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Track Name: Time Travelling Jesus
Well I’ve had quite enough of this old self-pity
Gonna plan my escape from this dull gray city
First thing I’ll do is fall down on my knees and pray

For a simpler time when the world made sense
I’ll just hitch me a ride back to Genesis
When Jesus showed up with a blessing on hand for his favourite patriarch
Old Abraham

I’ll be hangin’ with the Lord while He’s making his rounds
Drinking mead with Charles Dickens in Old London Town
And then we’ll stop at Oscar Wilde’s for a strong cup of tea

Write a motet in Saint Hildegard’s cold cell
And laugh with Siddhartha at the jokes he’d tell
We’ll stop and visit Dostoyevsky in his dreams just to keep in check
The Soviet regime

Amazing Grace how sweet your sound
Come save a wretch like me
From this never ending tedium
I pray to Time Travelling Jesus to take me away
Hey hey hey, take me away

I’ve howled at the arctic moon, watched the desert flowers die
I’ve fallen from the western skies, felt the southern rains run dry
But still I cannot shake the fact that this mortal coyle won’t last
And really, what is there to look forward to
When-you’ve-had breakfast off a show girl’s ass?*

We’ll be discussing the body politic with the Pharisees
Before we hit Blues Alley to hear sweet Eva sing
Catch a Sunday sermon at the church of Dr. King

We’ll hang with Nikola Tesla at the Waldorf-Astoria
Boethius’ll console us with Sophia’s euphoria
We’ll have a whiskey with Bukowski on the sewer grate
Reminisce with St. Peter at the Pearly Gates
Track Name: Golden Boy
Golden boy shine on shine on
You’ve crossed the line now your friends are gone
You’ve scratched that itch for far too long
And it took you places that you don’t belong

Golden boy under halogen lamps,
Your eyes are glazed and your forehead’s damp
Your soul is making one last attempt
To save what’s already been spent

And you don’t know how it happened
And you don’t have much to say
You just close your eyes and sink down deep
And hope it goes away

Golden girl shine on, shine on
You’ve crossed the line now your lover’s gone
You’d always know that it’d come to this
You sold your soul for one sweet first kiss...

Golden girl under blue blue skies
You smiled your smiles and you lied your lies
The flesh is bruised between your thighs
Integrity’s lost with blackened eyes

And you don’t know how it happened
And you don’t have much to say
You just close your eyes and sink down deep
And hope it goes away

Golden boy shine on shine on
You crossed that line now your friends are gone
Golden girl under blue blue skies
You smiled your smiles and you lied your lies

Hold on lovers now hold on tight, it’ll all go away
Hold on lovers now hold on tight, it’ll all go away
Now hold on lovers, oh hold on tight, it’ll all go away
Hold on lovers now hold on tight...it’ll all be alright
Track Name: Solomon's Creek
River wash over me
So sweet, so cold, so clean
My heart’s slowly killing me
So river wash over me

By Solomon’s Creek we would lay
Watching the Paper Birch sway
With dew on your eyelids you’d pray
In secrets saved just for the day

River wash over me
So sweet, so cold, so clean
My heart’s slowly killing me
So river wash over me

One sigh for my loneliness, two for my tears
Three sighs for my yearning to sleep through the years
You turned your back on the sun and the sky and then me
But the rain was too heavy for you

Now river wash over me
So sweet, so cold, so clean
My poor heart’s slowly killing me
So river wash over me

By Solomon’s Creek now I lay
Watching the Tamaracks play with the wind
as it takes you away
While the world all around me turns grey
Track Name: Dead-Eyed Darling
Dead-eyed Darling you knew me well
When stars were bright and angels fell
You went to my head, I was drunk for a spell
But what a time it was, it was!

Dead-eyed Darling your light just shone
Laughing eyes, warm like the sun
I drank you up ‘till you were gone
Then you filled my cup again, again

Now Dead-eyed Darling your love’s run dry
Your cold winter smile just makes me cry
I’m killing myself just wondering why
You’ve closed the door on me, on me

Good-bye darling, darling goodbye
Good-bye darling, darling goodbye

Dead-eyed Darling your love’s run cold
I’ve been so sad and it’s getting old
‘Cause you’re a million miles from home
Laying next to me, next to me

Dead-eyed Darling tuck me in tight
Kiss me goodnight and turn out the light
You’re done with me and I’m too tired to fight
Just leave me the hell alone, alone

Dead-eyed Darling you knew me well
When stars were bright and angels fell
You went to my head, I was drunk for a spell
But what a time it was, it was!
What a time it was!
What a time it was!
What a time it was!
Track Name: Rantin' Fools
You can reduce it to what you want
Neutrons electrons, a bloody fount
Of holy water and blessings to flaunt
Your saved soul

A hundred million wrong answers to choose from
I’m tired and I’m tired of the same conundrum
Of pretensions, rejections, and claims to the truth
Aren’t we the ranting fools

We’re always trying to find in our world
God and Beauty and some hidden pearl
Of Truth and Wisdom from some crazy cat
Who’s laying flat on a praying mat

A hundred million wrong answers to choose from
I’m tired and I’m tired of the same conundrum
Of pretensions, rejections, and claims to the truth
Aren’t we the ranting fools

We’re still moving forward with our souls and our feet
Finding some answers both bitter and sweet
Helpless but sorely afraid of defeat
Forever onwards

A silly reminder, a friendly jest
It’s all good and better and eventually best
We’re a messed up species, but at least we can love
When push comes to shove
Track Name: Nesslin Lake
The city is in my blood and bone
Its pulse is mine forever
From a child lost in the coloured lights
To a grown up lost in its spell

I've felt safe between concrete walls
Towers of Babylon reaching
Blocking the sun, outlining the sky
A sky coloured in light

Yet Nesslin's nestled on the edge of my mind
Taking me back to Saskatchewan
And maybe a new home in the end, a new home in the end

When the shadows deserve a closer look
I see the sand and a cool moon rising
The stars reflecting, loons genuflecting and
Singing a mournful tune

And still Nesslin's nestled on the edge of my mind
Taking me back to Saskatchewan
And maybe a new home in the end, a new home in the end

I don't know what my hell will be, cause heaven comes so easily
On the cool northern breeze blowing through my mind
Through my troubled mind, through my troubled mind, oh through my worried mind

Now too often I find I have the time
As the story is slowly forgotten
And I try to pray while the memories fade
And my heart is facing west

When the slow fire burns and the warmth returns
To my blood and my bones at last
Melting away the cold cold steel
And concrete of my past

And still Nesslin's nestled on the edge of my mind
Taking me back to Saskatchewan
And maybe a new home in the end, a new home in the end
Track Name: Run
Giving over the afternoon, wearing guilt like perfume
All the things I said I’d do have all been lured away
I’ll leave it till tomorrow and pretend I’m here to stay

Playing cards and drinking wine, thick chains draped down my spine
Pulling me out of the same old thing and into your unmade bed
Getting caught in tangled sheets, and forgetting what I’ve said

And all the while despite the fun
I’m doing my best not to run
I’m doing my best
Not to run

You shook my demons to the ground, you picked them up and you stared them down
Your heart will wrap around my lies and justify all compromise
I’ll steal your future by the by, like those kisses on the sly

Smoking colours in the sun, they tease my dream of what’s to come
There's sweet bourbon on my tongue, brown sugar on my spoon
Sweating out our memories throughout the afternoon

And all the while despite the fun
I’m doing my best not to run
I’m doing my best
Not to run

And all the while despite the fun
I’m doing my best not to run
I’m doing my best
Till the last song’s been sung
Track Name: Conversation at the Yard
Caught between young and old
I’ve placed my bets now I’m ready to fold like the skin on my face
Into something, something I don’t want to see
See, oh I don’t want see

But now’s the time to laugh out loud
Forget your petty fears
Like the old song croons, ‘The drinks and the joke are on me,
Me, the drinks and the joke are on me’

So smile sunshine, look up into the sky
And dance to the blue of your lover’s eyes
You only have yourself to realize
To finally realize that you’re alive

Now’s the time you silly bird
To get your mind naked, face up to the absurd
But please cover the mirrors for me
‘cause I don’t want to see
See........
Please....
Cover the clocks for me
Track Name: Lunenberg
Sun-kissed skin on a pale canvass
Contours meeting and fusing into one lasting image
One lasting image in my mind
Lulled to sleep by the rocking waves
Guttural splashes against, against the sides
Of the only thing, the only thing keeping me alive
Alive...

We'll meet again in Lunenberg
Where we'll taste the salted wind
We'll meet again in Lunenberg
When the tide's rolling in
We'll meet again in Lunenberg
In Lunenberg we'll meet, meet again

The welcome weight of your memory
It lifts the blue sky, lifts the blue sky from the sea
And carries me swiftly, swiftly to embrace your waiting smile
The lightness of your beating pulse
Falls down heavy, falls down heavy against my head
And beckons me onward, beckons me towards your weathered coast
Your weathered coast

To our home again in Lunenberg
Where we'll taste the salted wind
To our home again in Lunenberg
When the tide's rolling in
To our home again in Lunenberg
In Lunenberg, home, home again
Home again...home again...home again....
Track Name: Dust to Dust: A Song for Aaron and Tara
Sing, my darling, sing to me in the summertime
Sing, my darling, sing when winter comes
Dance, my darling, dance with me in springtime
Dance with me when the red leaves start to fall

You’ll paint coloured pictures for the kitchen
I’ll bring fresh cut flowers from the yard
We’ll listen to the crickets in the evening
Make love between the stars when times get hard

Counting moments, one by one
Filling the years as time moves on
Collecting memories, two by two
One for me, and one for you

Sing, my darling even when the sun moves on
To hide beneath the deepest darkest cloud
Dance, my darling, even when your heart is broke
Sheltered deep within my funeral shroud

Sing, my darling, all the songs you wrote for me
Sing our lullabies while twilight falls
And I’ll dance for you, my darling, just for you alone
Together we’ll await our curtain call

Dust to Dust, my love, Dust to Dust
Dust to Dust, my love, Dust to Dust
Dust to Dust, my love, Dust to Dust
Dust to Dust, my darling, Dust to Dust
Track Name: I Wanna Go Home
I Wanna Go Home,
I Wanna Go Home,
I Wanna Go Home,
I Wanna Go Home,
Well, the moon is a-shinin’,
It’ll shine all night
And the boys build a fire
An’ when it’s burnin’ bright,
Some beat up old guitars and some fiddles come along
We’ve got two dogs named Liza and Jane
An’ we pass the time until the midnight train
Rolls across the bridge all deep and strong,
Blasts it’s horn and we sing along:
A – oooh
But the sky is a-cloudy
An’ the moon is hid.
The guitar and the fiddle now have a kid
There’s a sign that says: “No Burning of Any Kind!”
This is where we buried both Liza and Jane,
And there is no bridge and there is no train,
But when the wind blows hard across the plain,
There ghosts rise up and sing again
A - oooh
Track Name: Baba Was A Bootlegger
My Baba was a bootlegger when prohibition ruled
My Baba was a bootlegger off highway number two
My Baba was a bootlegger when prohibition ruled
My Baba was a bootlegger off highway number two

The Great War took it’s toll now, everybody felt the pinch
Loss of lives and livelihoods, nothing making sense
But she knew she had a job to do to keep her kids alive
With the good land of Saskatchewan willing to provide

Well my Baba was a bootlegger...

Fresh farm eggs and a milking cow, some potatoes and some beets
There’s wheat and rye and corn to boot and Saskatoons so sweet
She kept her family’s belly full the best way that she could
Distilled the rest for extra coin beneath the floorboard wood

Well my Baba was a bootlegger...

Now one day early in the morn RCMP came calling
They heard about some devil’s work around these parts was brewin’
They searched the farm both high and low, she watched with hands on hips
A calm expression on her face, half smile upon her lips

Well my Baba was a bootlegger...

It’s sad to say that way back when, and once upon a time
The government made alcohol a down and dirty crime
But the cops they didn’t find a thing, which really was a mystery
And later that day Chief of Police came back to get his whiskey

Well my Baba was a bootlegger when prohibition ruled
My Baba was a bootlegger off highway number two
My Baba was a bootlegger when prohibition ruled
My Baba was a bootlegger off highway number two...