The Start of Something Easy
(P. Madeira, P. Rogan)
Copyright 2016

I know you've been hurt in the past
Well, baby, I was, too.
I'd never wanna take things too fast
After all you've been through

We've both had our hearts shown the door
And now we're left reelin'
But, maybe we can settle the score
And set our hearts healin'

Could be, the Start of Something Easy. 
(Let's Make This) The Start of Something Easy 

Let's take this spark and light a candle
On a table for two
Together's nothin' we can't handle
These eyes n ears are for you

We'll F train out to Coney Island
Stick our toes in the sand
I'll whisper you jokes till you start smilin'
Assure you that I understand

Chorus

Could be, the Start of Something Easy
Let's make this the start of something easy

Bridge

I know your arms won't be open wide for a while
Just give me a sign and a lil chance to make you smile

Chorus 2x

 

Kickin' the Can
(P. Madeira, P. Rogan)
Copyright 2015

Well, I bought myself into this big machine
Changed the oil and kept it clean
They said it would change my life for the better
I never was much of a real go getter
I'm reapin' all the world wins ever sowed
Now I'm kickin' that can on down the road

They say the best made plans can come to naught
That's how it was with what I bought
Now I'm upside down no light in the tunnel
And this big machine is like a giant funnel
Takin' every dollar bill I'm ever owed
Now I'm kickin that can on down the road
Kickin that can on down

(chorus)

Kickin' that Can down the road x4

Well, we're going to hell in a hand basket
Takin' a joy ride in a gilded casket
And all you get for buyin' in the system
Is deeper in debt and a bleak existence
Well, it went to the floor and the final count showed
(We'll) Just keep kickin' that can on down the road
Kickin' that can on down

 (chorus) 2x

Big Green Rambler
(P. Madeira, P. Rogan)
Copyright 2016

I’m a big green Rambler
Steady as I run
I’m a big Green Rambler
Steady as I run
My style's nothin fancy 
but my ride won't be outdone

I’m a big green Rambler
Got some power under my hood 
I’m a big green Rambler
Got some power under my hood
If you’re lookin for refinement
Well, I think you misunderstood

Bridge

(cause) I’m squared off, fat back
Regular in the tank 
If you lookin for a Continental
Baby that’s one thing that I ain’t
But if you want somethin' special
To cruise you nice and slow
Pull the tag off of my windshield 
Tell the dealer I've been sold!

Cause I’m a big green rambler
got plenty room for you
Cause I’m a big green rambler
I got plenty room for you
Come on and take a test drive
You can kick the tires, too.

Bridge

I’m a big green rambler
Get your bags and climb on in
I’m a big green rambler
Get your bags and climb on in
I’m gonna get you where you’re going
Baby come on take a spin..

Sweet Baby Blues
(P. Rogan)
Copyright 2016

When I looked in her eyes and I saw those hues
There was magic in them Sweet Baby Blues
I swear I ran the light to heaven right then
When she smiled so sweet, I was born again
A lil nut fell down from the top of a tree
and it hit the ground right in front of me
I was deaf, dumb n blind to all the clues
All I saw were those Sweet Baby Blues

We were runnin' downtown almost every night
For this lucky boy things had turned so right
But, my friends said boy now you better beware
I said "yeah, whatever," I just couldn't care
Cause I'd heard so many don'ts and I've paid a lotta dues
And she was the bomb with a real long fuse
(You know) I was deaf, dumb n blind to all the clues
All I saw were those SBBs 

Well, I woke one day to the click of a door
Didn't know right then I wouldn't see her no more
She'd left me a letter filled with x's and o's
(she) Said she was sorry but she had to go
Said she needed some space on a long weekend
Found out later she's with my old friend

I was deaf, dumb n blind to all the clues
All I saw were those SBBs
All I wanted were those SBBs
All she's left me is these SBBs

Still Tryin to Believe
(P. Rogan)
Copyright 2014
 

The moon is cold, my head’s a thousand rubber bands
I’m hearing voices and there’s fire in my hands
There’s a shadow of a tree in the middle of the night
I saw the prophet’s wings as he turned to take flight

Refrain

To those who can dream
No place is far away
Knock and it will be
Opened to you

I found a hero’s journey at the Grass Roots on St. Mark’s
The Sunday sun was shining as I stepped out of the dark
I loved that lonesome valley with the old iron bridge
I heard about the kingdom where the chosen people lived

Refrain

My car flew down those back roads like a chariot in the night
The rain blew down like silver soldiers marching to a fight
There’s an old white church on the Mason-Dixon line
You can bury my body there when it comes to be my time
The moons go fast now still I’m trying to believe
It’s like the prophet said, we only get what we receive

Refrain

River Man
(T. Jones, P. Rogan)
Copyright 2016

He had salt water eyes and nicotine skin
A sun faded cap, he was tall and thin
A Pall Mall 100, hung from his lip
Old flat bottom boat, the captain of his ship

Chorus

Take us on out, River Man
Take us on out, River Man
Take us on out, take us down your river
Take us on out, River Man

Old Captain Charlie, he helped us load
Tackle and gear, to his boat from the road
I barely had faith, in that old antique
(He) said "this here's the queen, boy, of the Chesapeake"

Chorus

Take us on out, River Man
Take us on out, River Man
Take us on out, take us down your river
Take us on out, River Man

Blue smoke n water, and the dawn behind
Trollin' out, that old motor whined
From his captain's seat, he leaned over then
But we couldn't do a thing for that old boat man

Chorus 2x