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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
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Cafe Paris 02:20
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Golden Boy 04:08
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
4.
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
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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!
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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
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Nesslin Lake 04:42
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
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Run 03:38
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
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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
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Lunenberg 03:51
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....
11.
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
12.
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
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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...

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released February 26, 2015

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The Whiskey Jerks Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

The Whiskey Jerks came together when Gillian Snider, who no longer wanted to drink alone, felt it was time to expand upon her one woman accordiana show. After convincing the talented Anna Bekolay (violin), Sarah Scharf (clarinet), Nevin Buehler (upright bass), Peter Abonyi (guitar) and Aidan Weiman (drums) to join her on her misadventure, The Whiskey Jerks soon created their own distinct niche. ... more

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