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Full Circle (2018)

1 Windmills And Water Tanks 2:45

Written By – Butch Hancock

2 Because Of The Wind 3:50

Written By – Joe Ely

3 Road Hawg 2:43

Written By – Butch Hancock

4 Standin' At A Big Hotel 4:09

Written By – Butch Hancock

5 Gambler's Bride 2:45

Written By – Joe Ely

6 Fools Fall In Love 3:55

Written By – Butch Hancock

7 If You Were A Bluebird 2:57

Written By – Butch Hancock

8 B.B.Q. & Foam 3:44

Written By – Ed Vizard



9 Down On The Drag 3:59

Written By – Butch Hancock

10 Tennessee Is Not The State I'm In 3:40

Written By – Butch Hancock

11 I'll Be Your Fool 2:53

Written By – Joe Ely

12 I Keep Gettin' Paid The Same 2:10

Written By – Joe Ely

13 Joe's Cryin' Schottiche 2:15

Written By – Joe Ely

14 I Had My Hopes Up High 3:42

Written By – Joe Ely

15 All My Love 3:03

Written By – Joe Ely

16 Maria 3:22

Written By – Joe Ely

Coordinator [Project Coordinator] – Lance Webb, Sharon Ely

Cover, Design – DJ Stout, Jeff Wolverton, Pentagram

Engineer – Don Caldwell, Lloyd Maines

Liner Notes – Deb*, Lloyd Maines, Paul*, Sharon*

Mastered By – Ray Kennedy

Photography By – Milton Adams

Producer – Joe Ely, Lloyd Maines

Notes

Recorded at Don Caldwell Studio, Lubbock, Texas.

© 2018 Rack 'Em Records

 

 “With a music career that spans over four decades, Joe Ely has not only created a specific image but an entire genre of music.”

— Jan Sikes / Buddy

“All in all (or all my love, as Joe might have it); Full Circle is no HOLY GRAIL but it may give you an idea of the excitement the Ely Band generated when they blew together on the high plains of Lubbock lo those many years ago.And if, somehow, you’ve never heard Joe (perish the thought) this is as good a place to start as any!”

— Jon Houlon / Phawker

The Lubbock Tapes collects two batches of remarkably clean-sounding demos.Though his identity as a passionate, forthright troubadour was fully formed from the start, these 15 tracks offer a fascinating chronicle of Ely’s creative evolution as he expanded his stylistic repertoire by adding driving rock and roll to the weary ballads and honky-tonk shuffles.

— Jon Young / Mother Jones

“Still making new music worth hearing — 2015’s Panhandle Rambler is among Austin’s best records of this decade — Ely’s also been digging into his archives lately. Now comes this entirely enjoyable 15-track compilation of previously unreleased demos from 1974 to 1978, documenting the moment Ely’s music began to take shape before his first solo record as well as a period before his third album that shows a shift toward a more rocking band and style. In terms of historical / reissue projects from Austin acts this year, this one’s going to be hard to top.”

— Peter Blackstock / Austin American Statesman

The Lubbock Tapes provide a unique insight into Ely’s early career and what made him appealing to a variety of songwriters.Highly recommended”

— Mike Cobb / Elmore

“Four and a half stars! (out of five). The Lubbock Tapes: Full Circle serves as an audio portrait of a developing artist.Four decades after its recording, The Lubbock Tapes: Full Circle can be seen as providing an artistic blueprint for Ely’s rich and varied career.”

— Tom Wilk / Icon

“Joe Ely sounds like a Texas version of honky-tonkin’Hank Williams in these first set of countrified outings captured on The Lubbock Tapes but as it unfolds his rock n’ roll persona comes to the fore as well.It’s a look back to the genesis of Ely’s solo career.”

—Jim Hynes / Glide Magazine

 

L Y R I C S

FULL CIRCLE

9. DOWN ON THE DRAG

BY BUTCH HANCOCK

Down On The Drag... Down On The Drag

Where Some Low Down Son Of A Bum

Even Stole My Sleepin Bag

Left Me Standin At The Newstand

Readin want ads in The Rag

My baby's back up in Lubbock

And I'm... Down On The Drag

Well the sooner i get to Houston

The sooner i'll catch me a boat

I'm gonna cross that Gulf of Mexico

I'm takin anything that will float

I been...

Well The Sooner I Leave This Town Behind

The sooner i'll get control

Of all my dirty dreams and my hard losin schemes

My heart... Body... Mind... And soul

I been...

If you don't believe my story

I ain't gonna tell you no more

And if you ever expect to see me anymore

I'll be sleepin down in some doorway


10. I’LL BE YOUR FOOL

BY JOE ELY

I'll be your fool, I'll be your lovin' loser

I'll be your ridicule

I'll be the one you make fun of

When all your plans fall through

Because you sure need a fool

I'm not alone, I've seen the one's you run to

I've known the ones you've known

I've seen the ones you come to

When you leave your happy home

No, I'm not alone

All fools must fall, some of them get up again

And some are made to crawl

Some of them hang on a limb

Some sit on the wall

But all fools must fall

But before I fall

I'll run right down your narrow hall

And warn your other gentlemen

Yeah, before I fall

I'll stand up on your garden wall

Faithful till then

I'll be your fool, I'll be your lovin' loser

I'll be your ridicule

I'll be the one you make fun of

When all your plans fall through

Because you sure need a fool

Yeah, you sure need a fool

Ah, you sure need a fool



11.  I KEEP GETTIN PAID THE SAME 

BY JOE ELY


I'm a-working

On the line

Six days at a time

With a shovel and a spade

I'm digging for the shade

But I keep getting paid the same

Been working for a man and he likes my style

The more I sweat, the more he smiles

The more I sweat, the deeper I get

He's driving this poor boy wild

I can't live no good on what I get paid

I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame

But the prices keep rising every day

And I keep getting paid the same

I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six

Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks

Long about noon, I'm thinkin' that soon

You're gonna work this poor boy sick

I can't buy beans on what I get paid

I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came

And the prices keep rising everyday

And I keep getting paid the same

I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds

I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground

I run to my home to see my honeycomb

When that evening sun goes down

I can't live too good on what I get paid

My roof's got a hole and it's looking like rain

And the prices keep rising everyday

And I keep getting paid the same


12. JOE’S CRYIN’ SCHOTTISCHE

BY JOE ELY


When you see my head bow down below my knees

Come back honey babe run to me

I can’t see the sky I only see my shoes

Lift my head up from these blues


I just sit and count the clouds

I ain’t proud I cried out loud

I just sit in any crowd 

I cried out loud

When I hit the races

All the ponies look fine

I put my money on number nine

She was doing good til the back stretch came

And she fell like the devil had called her name

I just sit and count the clouds

I ain’t proud I cried out loud

I just sit in any crowd Honey I cried out loud

So when you see my head bowed down below my knees

Come back honey babe run to me

I can’t see the sky I only see my shoes

Lift my head up from these blues

I just sit and count the clouds

I ain’t proud 

I cried out loud 

I just sit in any crowd 

I cried out loud


13. I HAD MY HOPES UP HIGH

BY JOE ELY

Well I left my home out on the great High Plains

Headed for some new terrain

Standin' on the highway with my coffee cup

A' Wonderin' who was gonna pick me up

I had my hopes up high--I never thought that I

Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by

I had my hopes up high

Well, the first ride I got was in a dynamite truck

The driver kept a' tellin' me his bad luck

As we swerved around the curves I began to shout

Hey-ey mister would you let me out

I had my hopes up high--I never though that I

Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by

I had my hopes up high

And the next ride I got was with a man in trouble

The beard on his face was all in a stubble

Runnin' from the law he was goin' ninety-nine,

I said hey-ey mister you're out of your mind

I had my hopes up high--I never thought that I

Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by

I had my hopes up high

Oh, the next ride I got was with a preacher man

Told me that the wicked would be buried in sand

Don't know why I did it but I lost control

Hey-ey Papa would you save my soul

I had my hopes up high--I never thought that I

Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by

I had my hopes up high

And I finally got a ride on a carnival train

Nearly blew away in a hurricane

I got to thinkin' bout that preacher down in Louisianne

Sittin' on the Delta Siftin' sand

I had my hopes up high--I never thought that I

Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by

I had my hopes up high


14. ALL MY LOVE

BY JOE ELY

All my love

Baby, turn the key

All my love

Say you'll stay by me

All my love

Close your eyes and yawn

Well, I been lookin' at you

For an hour or two

But I can't stay up 'till dawn

All my love

Comb your shiny hair

All my love

Lay away your cares

All my love

Close your eyes and yawn

Well, I been lookin' at you

For an hour or two

But I can't stay up 'till dawn

Well, now that we're together

What more can I say?

Now that we're together, honey

Lay your blues away

All my love

Turn your light down low

All my love

Tell me you won't go

All my love

Close your eyes and yawn

Well, I been lookin' at you

For an hour or two

But I can't stay up 'till dawn

I been lookin' at you

For an hour or two

But I can't stay up 'till dawn



15. MARIA

BY JOE ELY

Bringing in the New Year's eve alone

The glitter of the party life turns my face to home

Lovers and acquaintances all through the land

Celebrate a grain of time down miles and miles of sand

The wheel of fortune has stopped again

Though the winning number was lost in the wind

But I heard a gypsy swear it was stolen by someone

Who steers a lonesome chariot in circles around the sun

Maria, I love you

Maria, I miss you

The clock strikes twelve and canons are fired

The echo is heard 'till a year from tonight

The old man with his sickle just lay down and die

While I held the baby's hand who danced where he lie

Maria, I love you

Maria, I miss you

1.WINDMILLS AND WATERTANKS

BY BUTCH HANCOCK


The windmills and the water tanks all stand on solid ground

The country mailman mutters as he motors into town

The sunlight came, the sunlight went, the stars came out to see

The way I laughed at the way I cried at the way you treated me

The ocean babe is watered down but these plains are high and dry

And though you've seen your share of dreams, you've never seen me cry

The windshield and the radio play sadly through the night

A crazy blazin' fallin' star just passed me on the right

Tail lights down the highway fade low and out of sight

That farmer's dog can only bark but this cold north wind can bite

The ocean babe is watered down but these plains are high and dry

And though you've seen your share of dreams, you've never seen me cry

The windbreaks and the watersheds are growin' old this year

The moon breaks in a brand new song as I break in a tear

I've heard that all good things must end, they say what's done is done

And I guess I should be flyin' cause it's killin' me to run

The ocean babe is watered down but these plains are high and dry

And though you've seen your share of dreams, you've never seen me cry


2. BECAUSE OF THE WIND

BY JOE ELY

Do you know why the trees bend

At the west Texas border?

Do you know why they bend

Sway and twine?

The trees bend because of the wind

Across that lonesome border

The trees bend because of the wind

Almost all the time

Have you seen my Caroline

Up in Amarillo?

Have you seen my Caroline

The one that I call mine?

Well, if you see my Caroline

With her hair of yellow

If you see my Caroline

Tell her I'm doin' fine

She is to me like the breeze

That blows from Corpus Christi

She is to me like the breeze

That blows up from the sea

Now if she is like the breeze

That blows from Corpus Christi

Then I must be like the trees

'Cause Caroline blows through me

Do you know why the trees bend

At the west Texas border?

Do you know why they bend

Sway and twine?

The trees bend because of the wind

Across that lonesome border

The trees bend because of the wind

Almost all the time


3. ROAD HAWG

BY BUTCH HANCOCK

I got a road hawg on my mind

Move over, baby, look out, I'm comin' through

You're on the side of the road, I got a load on my mind

And I'm bringin' it home to you

Got a road hawg on my mind

Got a Cadillac V-8 motovatin' down the line

Don't wave your pretty fist at me, I'm on the freeway

Baby, I'm losin' time

Well, you know about a road hawg

I guess I'm one

And this road I'm a-hawggin'

Is the one you're standin' on

I got a road hawg on my mind

I got a 4-barrel carburetor, 2-barrel shotgun

And one good barrel of wine



4. STANDIN AT A BIG HOTEL

BY BUTCH HANCOCK


Well, I was standin' at a big hotel, just wishin' everybody well

If anybody paid me any mind, it was hard to tell

Then a big cop on his beat, took out his pistol and pointed at me

Lookin' down the barrel, I swore I saw the gates of hell

Standing at the big hotel

Well, I walked on down the avenue,

Just lookin' for someone that I looked like you

I couldn't see a face that seemed to ring a bell

And then I stopped beside the five and dime

Just window shoppin' and wastin' time

Along came a gal, she sold me all she had to sell

She left me standin' at the big hotel

And then I lost my mind, in the wilds of Hollywood

Then I spent some time in the shadows where I stood

And I let those cards fall just where they fell

And then I found myself, standin' at the big hotel

Lord, Lord, what's the matter with me

I pay so much for the song I sing

And all I'm doin' is singin' em to myself

It's like standin' in a stagnant stream

With no water in the world left to drink

I was down at the bottom of a dried up wishin' well

Just standin' at a big hotel

And then I lost my mind, in the wilds of Hollywood

Then I spent some time in the shadows where I stood

And I let those cards fall just where they fell

And then I found myself, standin' at the big hotel


5. GAMBLERS BRIDE

BY JOE ELY

Hello, my babe. I'm back to stay

You're sure wearing fine pretty things.

But where is your ring, your ring and chain

I gave you last summer in the fallin' rain?

"Your ring, " she said, "You've been gone so long.

I gave your ring away

I met a man, a gamblin' man.

Said he would buy me the Milky Way."

Away, Away. I've been away.

I've been so many miles.

Where is the smile that once lit your face?

It seems a tear has taken is place

"My smile, " she sighed, with a look a little wild,

"My smile it is possessed.

I met a man, a gamblin' man.

Said he would buy me happiness."

I never, I never

You know I never

I never had much to give

But I gave you my heart

Now where is your heart?

It was all that I had from the very start.

"My heart, " she cried, " It has been bought."

She looked at me with fear.

"I married that man, that gamblin' man

Who'd shoot you if he found you here."



6. FOOLS FALL IN LOVE 

BY BUTCH HANCOCK

Fools fall in love

Wise men, they fall too

Wise men hit the bottle

Lord, fools just fall on through

They fill out empty spaces

Like fingers fill a glove

I must be a fool

Because fools fall in love

Fools fall in love

Beneath the neon lights

Fools fall in love

On a long, hot summer night

They feel no hesitation

They seldom need a shove

They just start out leaning over

And then fools fall in love

Fools fall in love

It's so easy to deceive

Fools fall in love

On a long, cold winter's eve

Clouds in the sky

Snowflakes up above

The logs are on the fire

That's when fools fall in love

Fools fall in love

Like ashes in that fire

Fools fall to pieces

And the flames keep jumping higher

On and on, more and more

They never have enough

I must be a fool

Because fools fall in love

Fools fall in love

They just can't resist

Fools fall in love

They don't even have to kiss

They breathe and sigh, sound like

A lonesome mourning dove

I must be a fool

Because fools fall in love


7.IF YOU WERE A BLUEBIRD

BY BUTCH HANCOCK

If you were a bluebird, you'd be a sad one

I'd give you a true word, but you've already had one

If you were a bluebird, you'd be crying

You'd be flying home

If you were a raindrop, you'd shine like a rainbow

And if you were a train stop, the conductor would sing low

If you were a raindrop, you'd be falling

You'd be calling home

If you were a hotel, you'd be a grand one

But if you hit a slow spell, do you think you could stand one?

If you were hotel, I'd lean on your doorbell

I'd call you my home

If I was a highway, I'd stretch alongside you

I'd have you pass byways, that have dissatisfied you

If I was a highway, I'd be stretching

I'd be fetching you home



8. BBQ AND FOAM

BY ED VIZARD

Remember the night the soul band blasted?

Nothing in the world that one could say

There I first felt your touch, as your eyes cut right through me

And I knew that I would know you someday

Well I said what I meant in that hobo jungle

Still have you believe that it was true

Though I knew, as you knew, that I knew I needed you

But I never could reveal myself to you

You knew from the very first day

I never intended to stay

I don't know what I could say

I was just running away

Well it didn't end so much the way that it began

In the honky-tonk, barbecue and foam

Crystal shattered there, 'neath the chill of springtime stars

And I noticed you weren't there when I got home

I just can't blame you at all

I've been on both sides of that wall

Just one thing before you say so long

I never meant to do you any wrong

I still think about the time we had together

Never could mean more than what it means

Thank you for helping me though all that rough weather

I don't think you'll be alone, sunshine turning