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Kurt Fortmeyer ©1994

by Kurt Fortmeyer

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1.
DO YOUR THING I don't care what trip you're on Just don't park it on my lawn Do your thing but don't touch mine And we'll get along just fine Don't you try to tell me what to do I'm not livin' in your zoo If you know what's good for you Don't you try to tell me what to do I don't care what trip you're on Just don't park it on my lawn Do your thing but don't touch mine And we'll get along just fine Don't go messin' with my stuff Or you'll find the goin' rough I'll tell you twice then that's enough Don't go messin' with my stuff I don't care what trip you're on Just don't park it on my lawn Do your thing but don't touch mine And we'll get along just fine If you don't like me that's okay I don't expect it anyway I wrote this song so I could say If you don't like me that's okay 'Cause I don't care what trip you're on Just don't park it on my lawn Do your thing but don't touch mine And we'll get along just fine Yeah do your thing but don't touch mine And we'll get along just fine
2.
THE FIRST TIME AGAIN It felt like I had died and gone to heaven Like the angels came and carried me away It felt like I had reached the highest point I could imagine When I saw you standin' there for the first time again today Talkin' to the flowers that grow sittin' in your window You're makin' summertime plans 'though it's just now turned to spring The kitchen smells like cookies you've been bakin' for a friend And you ask if I'll stay long enough to sing (and) It felt like I had died and gone to heaven Like the angels came and carried me away It felt like I had reached the highest point I could imagine When I felt you touch my hand for the first time again today In two short years I've done a lifetime's worth of wonderin' Will you know me for who I am or who you think I'll be Which way will the wind blow will we chance to meet again You just ask if I would like a cup of tea (and) It felt like I had died and gone to heaven Like the angels came and carried me away It felt like I had reached the highest point I could imagine When I held you close to me for the first time again today It felt like I had died and gone to heaven Like the angels came and carried me away It felt like I had reached the highest point I could imagine When I kissed your sweet lips for the first time again today When I kissed your sweet lips for the first time again today Today I saw you and you touched me and I held you and I kissed you And it felt like I was in heaven for the first time again today
3.
I Love You 04:33
I LOVE YOU You’ve got a fax machine and a cordless phone But still I’m feeling all alone Because I can’t send the message I have deep in my heart I sit up drinking late at night Constantly thinking about what to write I can end it with “I Love You” but I don’t know where to start But words only seem to put boundaries on the thoughts I must express And “I Love You” might mean going to bed or buying you a brand new dress But Darling there’s something I’ve got say yeah something I must confess I love you I could write slow I could write it fast I could put it first I could put it last I could have it sneak up and take you by surprise I could tell you kind of gradually About all the things you mean to me Or I could give it to you quick like a punch right between the eyes But these words only seem to put boundaries on the thoughts I must express And “I Love You” might mean going to bed or buying you a brand new dress But Darling there’s something I’ve got say yeah something I must confess I love you In my attic apartment the door is locked Me and Old Granddad about half-crocked My vocabulary is dancing around in my brain in my head Although I know it’s getting late And I’m having trouble seeing straight There’s gotta be a better way to get it all said Words only seem to put boundaries on the thoughts I must express And “I Love You” might mean going to bed or buying you a brand new dress But Darling there’s something I’ve got say yeah something I must confess I love you I love you
4.
MAKE THE PIECES FIT Trackin' down the trivia in every country song Tryin' to make the pieces fit and see where we belong I'm not quite a cowboy 'though I long to be some day And you don't quite seem like the queen of a honky tonk cafe Although I've never ridden down the dusty trails alone And you never left me like a dog without a bone I sing the songs that cowboys do and cowboys always will As I wonder what's around the bend and over yonder hill I'm just Trackin' down the trivia in every country song Tryin' to make the pieces fit and see where we belong I'm not quite a cowboy 'though I long to be some day And you don't quite seem like the queen of a honky tonk cafe If you add a little make-up put on some powder and some paint You can make yourself look like the kind of lady that you ain't Put a quarter in the jukebox play some music sad and slow And then dream about the cowboy that you didn't really know you're just Trackin' down the trivia in every country song Tryin' to make the pieces fit and see where we belong I'm not quite a cowboy 'though I long to be some day And you don't quite seem like the queen of a honky tonk café We're just two old lonely people tryin' to find someone to be Well I kinda like you like you are and I hope that you like me Why don't we get together and then maybe things will change And you can be my cowgirl when I come in off the range (and we can stop all this) Trackin' down the trivia in every country song Once we've made the pieces fit and found where we belong I'll be your long tall cowboy you can be my dancehall queen And we'll know what all those lines that say "I love you" really mean I said I'll be your long tall cowboy you can be my dancehall queen And we'll know what all those lines that say "I love you" really mean Yeah we'll know what all those lines that say "I love you" really mean
5.
PRETTY FLANNEL NIGHTIE You've got lacy country curtains and those little painted ducks A needlepoint says "Welcome" by your door You get "Country Living Magazine" delivered every month And there's a beautiful braid rug upon your floor You got those Granny glasses and some boots from L.L. Bean A hand-made mug for sippin' herbal tea Yeah baby you've got everything my Mastercard can buy But I can't seem to steal no time for me Sittin' by the woodstove in your bentwood rockin' chair That pose you strike is quite a piece of art You got a pretty flannel nightie to keep your hiney warm But you could use some thermals for your heart You got those wicker ceiling fans and walls of knotty pine Some candles in their jars some potpourri It's as pretty as a picture from a hundred years ago But it looks like that is all you'll ever be to me Sittin' by the woodstove in your bentwood rockin' chair That pose you strike is quite a piece of art You got a pretty flannel nightie to keep your hiney warm But you could use some thermals for your heart You got a pretty flannel nightie to keep your hiney warm But you could use some thermals for your heart You sure could use some thermals for your heart Aw honey order you some thermals for your heart And charge it
6.
MORNING ROLLS AROUND I sure do miss that old highway sound and I never liked to take things sittin' down But I've got no choice so I'm getting 'round the best way I know how I just can't ride like I used to do because it takes four wheels now instead of two And here but for the grace of God sit you please don't forget that now In spite of the rough life I have faced I never knew how bitter pain could taste But now I've got no feeling below my waist and that's the way it'll always be And sometimes I feel like I'm half a man although I always do the best I can I try but I just can't understand why did it have to be me It's a long hard ride from here to there When people don't talk they just stand and stare Hey I'm a regular guy but I'm stuck in this chair And it's a long hard ride goin' anywhere My lifestyle has been re-arranged but the man inside of me hasn't changed I look a little different and I know it's strange but it'll grow on you with time And I'm not gettin' up on a stump I'm just settin' upon my rump Everyday's another curb to jump and another flight of stairs to climb It's a long hard ride from here to there When people don't talk they just stand and stare Hey I'm a regular guy but I'm stuck in this chair And it's a long hard ride goin' anywhere When I drag my body into bed and I stuff an old pillow underneath my head I repeat the prayer I've so often said since I laid that big bike down I wish I may I wish I might go on a run in my dreams tonight Then everything would be alright until morning rolls around It's a long hard ride from here to there When people don't talk they just stand and stare Hey I'm a regular guy but I'm stuck in this chair And it's a long hard ride goin' anywhere It's a long hard ride goin' everywhere It's a long hard ride It's a long hard ride
7.
Job Trouble 04:25
JOB TROUBLE I worked for a taxi cab company I drove 'em there and I brought 'em back The fares were so unfair to me That's one thing I couldn't hack So I went to work in drywall And I picked up on all the slang I could mud and I could tape But I just couldn't hang Job Trouble Unemployment's following me I'm gonna share my blues with you ‘cause misery loves company I worked as a window washer And I stood out in the rain I had to let that job go 'cause I couldn't stand the pane I worked in an orange juice factory Every day from ten 'til eight But one day I got canned because I couldn't concentrate Job Trouble Unemployment's following me I'm gonna share my blues with you ‘cause misery loves company I was an icehouse worker but that really was not so hot And I was a real estate agent but I couldn't sell a lot I went to work in a tailor shop But that was just sew-sew And I was a baker's assistant but I couldn't make no dough Job Trouble Unemployment's following me I'm gonna share my blues with you ‘cause misery loves company I went to work in a shoe store but I couldn't sell a sole And I was an undertaker Until I wound up in the hole I was a tobacco farmer But that job went up in smoke And I dealt stock on Wall Street 'til I was broker than broke Job Trouble Unemployment's following me I'm gonna share my blues with you ‘cause misery loves company I used to work in a coffeehouse But that was really a grind And I worked in a book factory Until I got in a bind I used to be a hangman 'Til I reached the end of my rope And I was a trim carpenter But I just couldn't cope Job Trouble Unemployment's following me I'm gonna share my blues with you ‘cause misery loves company I was an electrician But I always stayed too wired And I was a potter's apprentice 'Til I got fired Now I'm a guitar player I strum and sing and shout Things are really pickin' up I hope I don't get strung out Job Trouble Unemployment let me be Now I've shared my blues with you Kindly share some green with me

about

Recorded in an old farmhouse in the western part of Wake County, North Carolina in 1994 on 8-track reel-to-reel. Real people playing real instruments. No click tracks or drum machines. No auto-tuning.
Several tracks feature pre-Whiskeytown Bob Ricker on pedal steel.
Legendary North Carolina honkytonker Lee Dunham played bass on the entire project.
Recorded and produced by the late great Vinnie Brooks. Rest in peace, brother.
All songs ©1994 Kurt Fortmeyer
Dad Zone Music ASCAP

Cover drawing by David Allen Norris

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released September 19, 1994

Kurt Fortmeyer - vocals, acoustic guitar, harmonica
Lee Dunham - fretless electric bass, backing vocals
Bob Ricker - pedal steel
Antoinette Foster - fiddle
Harlan Needham - mandolin
Michael "Diamond" Thompson - banjo, dobro
Vince "Vinnie" Brooks - drums
Teresa Williams - backing vocals, featured duet
Cindy Stallings - spoons
The Vienna Sausage Boys Choir - handclaps

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