LYRICS

 


PICOV DOWNS 

 

Wake me up with your morning dew 

Take me to Picov Downs with you 

All the pretty ponies how they fly 

Some say the fastest thing alive 

 

ChCome on baby, got money on your name 

      Sun shines on your gold palomino mane 

The only thing that keeps your step in style 

Is that quarter mile, one quarter mile 

 

Dust in my mouth, stone in my shoe 

I bet a thousandfold on you 

Before your ponies all run wild 

Reach across that quarter mile 

 

Ch: 

 

I can't taste the morning' dew 

Covered up at Picov Downs with you 

I reached across the Great Divide 

You could not breach one quarter mile 

 

Ch: 

 


© M. Girard - Socan 2014



 



 

BROKEN DREAM  


 

 She smiled when she came to my town 

She asked if I would show her round. 

She did not see the man the town disclaimed. 

 

We stood at the abandoned well. 

Was it thirst I felt? I couldn't tell. 

Something so long gone from me it had no name. 

 

Could you love me? 

Could you love me? 

You dared a smile are you scared to see this side of me 

Could you love me? 

The shadow of me 

Step into, I'll walk you through my broken dream. 

 

I have lived my life on this hill 

Pedalling backwards up and still 

I bet there's not one imprint bears my mark. 

 

You're the softness of the morning sun 

The coolest water trickling down 

The clinging vine around my choking heart. 

 

I am half a man 

I am half a man 

Fragments of some once noble memory 

I am half a man 

Crumbling in your hand and fallen 

And broken, as my broken dream 

 

The sun upon cathedral stairs 

The vision of you waiting there 

The bells ring out for one delivered soul 

 

I look behind into the dust 

One foot in the dust and just a wisp of wind 

I had ever been back there. 

 

Could you love me? 

Could you love me? 

You dared a smile, are you scared to see this side of me? 

Could you love me? 

The shadow of me 

Step into, I'll walk you through my broken dream. 

© M. Girard - Socan 2012

 




                                                     


HARD TIME

 I got sixteen cuts runnin' down my arm 

The mark of a man who cost me dear 

The mark of a life he took from me 

And the number of years that I been here. 

 

In the dust of southern Ontario 

I was born in the back of a small dirt town 

Everybody knew but no one told 

By the time I could walk I knew ho to run. 

 

Hard Time, Hard Time. 

 

You can't get away from the smell of sin 

It sticks to your soul till you dream in red 

The one last time he came at me 

Was the number of times I stabbed him dead. 

 

Now the judge said, 'Where's you apology?' 

But I couldn't not summon one regret 

'And eye for an eye, a life for life 

That's what you did, that's what you get.' 

 

Hard Time, Hard Time 

 

There's four grey walls a-keepin' me safe 

A window high above my head 

A ray of light that gives me faith 

And every day I can raise my head 

 

I got sixteen cuts runnin' down my arm 

The mark of a man who cost me dear 

The mark of a life he took from me 

And the number of years that I been here.


                         

DON'T BLAME IT ON ME   (M. Girard)

 

Blame it on the blacktop 

Blame it on a need 

Blame it on the moon and a midnight ride 

And a bag of weed. 

Blame it on redemption 

Blame it on Eve 

Blame it on the devil 

Blame it on the word 

Don't blame it on me 

 

No use in you comin' around 

No good in me bringin' you down 

Ah let's just say, the wind blew that way. 

 

Blame the wild horses 

Blame it on the wheel 

Blame it on a broken white line opening up 

Under steel 

Blame it on Orion 

Every star you see 

Blame it on a sign, blame it on a crime 

Don't blame it on me. 

 

I think you're barking up the wrong tree 

There's nothing here sparkin' me 

If you don't mind, I'll call this one. 

 

Blame it on the blacktop……… 

 

 


                         



MY NAME IS CAROL 

 

My Name Is Carol 

You've seem me there 

Along the shore road 

In my motor chair 

I comb the lakeside 

For useful trash 

Visit the junkman 

Trade him for cash 

 

My mother loved me 

When she was here 

Called me her angel 

Her little shaky dear 

I have her house now 

Though it's run down 

I'll live and die here 

Without a sound 

 

CH:Down by the water, oh the water 

Wraps all around me like a lover's skin 

Oh the water, take me to the water 

I hope the water remembers when 

 

I had a lover 

A long time ago 

He was a drifter 

But he thrilled me so 

And when he loved me 

My body fell 

Into awesome stillness 

In a cool deep well 

 

CH: 

 

I tend my garden 

I do okay 

I wait for sunsets 

Each end of day 

 

CH: 

 

© M. Girard  Socan 2005

 


                                

 



CABOT TRAIL



Come dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
Dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
In your finest coat and bushy tail
Come dancin’ on the Cabot Trail

Mother tame your wayward sons
Pull me down just having fun
Tear my throat in wicked jaws
Rippin’ up my pretty blouse

Come dancin’……

My blood is runnin' in the ground
Turning red the leaves of brown
An eagle flows into my eye
Lifts me up to the sky

Come dancin’…….

Don’t cry because your baby’s dead
Don’t put a bounty on their head
You won’t know who you’re shootin' at
Come the winters I’ll be back

And I’ll be dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
Dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
In my finest coat and bushy tail
I’ll be dancin’ on the Cabot Trail

Come dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
Dancin’ on the Cabot Trail
In your finest coat and bushy tail
We’re dancin’ on the Cabot Trail