Live Cactus (2008)
Up On The Ridge
Slow You Down
Because Of The Wind
All Just To Get To You
Miss Bonnie And Mr. Clyde
Letter To Laredo
Where Is My Love
8. Rivers And Ranches
9. All That You Need
10. Wind's Gonna Blow You Away
11. Maybe She'll Find Me
12. I'm A Thousand Miles From Home
13. White Freightliner Blues
Copyright (c) – Rack 'Em Records
Recorded at – Cactus Cafe, Austin, TX
Produced For – Rack 'Em Records
Recorded at – Lava Studios
Mixed at – Lava Studios
Engineered at – Lava Studios
Mastered at – Airshow Mastering
Credits
Accordion, Backing Vocals – Joel Guzman
Booking – Monterey International
Co-producer – Sharon Ely*
Cover, Artwork, Design, Photography By [Front Cover] – Celeste Paulick
Design [Playlist] – Marie Ely
Guest, Vocals – Ryan Bingham (tracks: 13)
Mastered By – Jim Wilson
Photography By [Back Cover, Center Panel] – Uúis Sala
Producer – Lance Webb
Recorded By, Mixed By, Engineer – Bryan Anderton
Vocals, Guitar – Joe Ely
WrittenBy – Butch Hancock (track 10), Joe Ely (tracks: 1 to 6, 8, 9, 11, 12), Randy Banks (track 7), Townes Van Zandt (track 13), Will Sexton (track 4)
“There’s a short roster of rock and roll performers (Jagger, Springsteen) who can rivet your attention every time they step onstage. If you grew up in Texas, here’s a name on that list: Joe Ely. Those who have seen Ely give his all, particularly with his early Jesse Taylor/Ponty Bone band or with David Grissom in the mid-eighties—or really in most any other configuration—know what others may not have gleaned from his studio albums: His performances are absolutely electric. Small wonder he has now released Live Cactus! (Rack ’Em), his fourth live album. Joined on accordion by his frequent (and brilliant) collaborator Joel Guzman, he turns what could have been an intimate Austin coffeehouse snooze into a rave-up. There’s nothing here—save a duet with Ryan Bingham on Townes Van Zandt’s “White Freightliner Blues”—that Ely hasn’t recorded before, but Guzman, who always knows just the right thing to play, lends a new flavor to old favorites. Ely, meanwhile, accelerates the excitement with the slightest nuance again and again, making the hundred-plus audience respond as if it were ten times larger.”
– Jeff McCord / Texas Monthly
“Joe Ely is noted for the spectacular band combinations he’s brought to Gruene Hall over the years, but a favorite has been his show with Grammy Award-winning accordion player, Joel Guzman. The duet of Ely and Guzman is supremely harmonious, excelling with skillful renditions of Ely’s original songs that appeal to the heart of Texas music fans — the two recorded the critically acclaimed CD, Live Cactus.”
– San Antonio Current
Where is My Love w/Linda Ronstadt
“Written by West Texas songwriter, Randy Banks, it is a Tejanao-tinged song of lost love and woeful regret that brings Linda Ronstadt back to her ‘Silk Purse’ country-rock era of the early 70’s. Her vocal interchange with Ely carries a soulful reminder of how two fine artists create magic through chemistry and the sheer joy of sharing together in a great country song and, sadly, how much we will miss her voice due to her struggles with Parkinson’s disease.”
– Twang Nation
“Ely and Ronstadt achieved a truly spellbinding dynamic on what went on to become a classic of Ely’s; and while it’s kind of a shame it took so long for the world to hear this recording, fans should feel fortunate that it happened in the first place, and grateful that it finally found its way out of the vault.”
– The Music Enthusiast
LYRICS
LIVE CACTUS
1. UP ON THE RIDGE
BY JOE ELY
Up on the ridge, I seen a rider passin' by
Up on the ridge, I seen a rider passin' by
I heard thunder in the distance
I seen the lightning in his eye
Up on the ridge, I gotta tangle with my fate
Up on the ridge, I gotta tangle with my fate
Details must be dealt with
Before the hour gets too late
Up on the ridge there's a highway headin' home
Where the ramblin' men must leave their sin
Up on the ridge
Up on the ridge, there's a fire about to burn
Up on the ridge, there's a fire about to burn
When the sun sets on the lowlands, only one of us will return
Up on the ridge, there's a highway headin' home
Where the ramblin' men must leave their sin
Up on the ridge
Up on the ridge, there's a highway headin' home
Where the ramblin' men must leave their sin
Up on the ridge
2. SLOW YOU DOWN
BY JOE ELY
Come here with me here with me
I wanna' slow you down
I wanna' smear the moonlight in your skin
And put Orion in your crown
Let it all go
I know that you're beat
That truckstop's just not good for you
You're always on your feet
I wanna' slow you down
I wanna' slow you down
I wanna' slow you down
Take off your dress
I wanna' slow you down
I wanna' feel the warmness of your skin
As your heart begins to pound
Let it all go
I know what you need
That lonesome coyote sounds forlorn
He's hurtin' he's so free
But lay a while beside me
Forget about your cares
Down in your arroyo
I wanna' climb your silver stairs
3. 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
4. ALL JUST TO GET TO YOU
BY JOE ELY AND WILL SEXTON
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you
I have flagged a yellow cab
Hopped a rusty freight
Sang till my lips turned blue
Flown a silver bird
On the tops of the clouds
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
I played too Rough
I gave my Love
Not near Enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you
I have run from St. Paul
To Wichita Falls
Call'd you from sunny Baton Rouge
Hocked everything
From my watch to my ring
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
I played too Rough
I gave you Love
Not near Enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you
From the California Shore
Where the mighty ocean roars
To the lands of the Hopi and the Sioux
I walked the desert sands
Crossed the Rio Grande
All just to get to you
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you
5. MISS BONNIE AND MR. CLYDE
BY JOE ELY
I was mindin' my own business down on Deep Elum Street
The sun was comin' up and the birds was singin' sweet
When a car come around the corner, long and lean and brown
Pulls up to the curb beside me and rolls their window down
A man throws me a dollar and I asked him what's that for
A pack of Luckies and a Paper over at the corner store
I peer into the window there's a man and a woman inside
Holy Jumpin' Bolts of Lightnin' it's Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde
I made a joke about Lucky Strikes that I never should've used
Their patience was proportional to the shortness of their fuse
Bonnie's pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back the Cigarettes and the Dallas Mornin' Sun
I told 'em they made the papers front page and column one
Ah, we don't need no smart-assed kid actin' as our guide
Now just run along like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde
Excuse me sir I says to him, but I thought you was a business guy
I might have a little proposition that just might catch your eye
The biggest haul of Fort Knox Gold they're a- haulin back tonight
And loadin' it up in an Armored Car at the crack of the mornin' light
Bonnie grabbed me by the belt loop and pulled me in the car
And Clyde held a saw'd-off to my head and lit me a big cigar
If you're on the level then we might just be partners on the side
But don't even think about double crossin' Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde
Within a week I'd been transformed from a beggar to a wanted man
The dreams I'd had of a glamorous life were now, oh so close at hand
Bonnie kept makin' eyes at me, it was hard to look away
She looked like an innocent country girl who had somehow gone astray
Clyde once imagined he was Robin Hood but now his greed was startin' to show
Instead of spreading the wealth around he was wallerin' in the Dough
And when he started slappin' Bonnie around something went off in me inside, I said,
If you keep slappin' Bonnie around, I'm gonna have your hide! Clyde!
Clyde would've shot me then and there if he wasn't so sluggin' drunk
'Bout the time he raised his shootin' iron he passed out on his trunk
Me and Bonnie made our break, in Clyde's Caddilac De Ville
Bonnie was already on my lap as we flew thru Louisville
We got married in Niagra Falls, I got a job as a paper man
Within a week the headlines came, showed Clyde on an old divan
Shot full of holes, the both of them, which the paper then Identified
As the love who led him to his grave, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde
We just couldn't believe we got away with a scheme as big as that
We were buying drinks and tossin' scraps to all the dogs and cats
We rented us a barrel that night at the Whiskey Still
And decided to spend our Honeymoon floatin' down Niagra Hill
We made the maddest wettest bumpiest love fallin' down that waterfall
Like a crazy pair of desert doves who had never seen rain fall
The Police lights were blinkin' at our motel room, outside
But We never went back to hear the tale of Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde
6. LETTER TO LAREDO
BY JOE ELY
As I was rolling across the Mississippi
I stopped there and I cried
No use for a man to keep a mighty river
All dammed up inside
I jumped bail from the Sweetwater County
Now I'm on the run
On my head is a five number bounty
For a crime I never done
Take this letter to Laredo
To the one I love
Tell her to stay low
Beneath the stars above
Her love is my only alibi
It's for her love I lied
Yeah, yeah, yeah
"Why did Frankie have to pull that trigger?
Why did you have to hide?
The sheriff still thinks I was standing with her
It's for your love I lied."
"Love will make a free man a prisioner
Will make an honest man lie
Love can be tough, love can be tender
It's my only alibi"
Take this Letter to Laredo
To the one I love
Tell her to stay low
Beneath the stars above
Her love is my only alibi
It's for her love I lied...
Yeah, yeah, yeah…
7. WHERE IS MY LOVE
BY RANDY BANKS
Here I am drinkin'. I am caught thinkin'
I wasn't always lonely like this.
It must be the liquor that makes me remember
The ones that I swore I'd forget.
But I was unkind. I left them behind
And now I can just reminisce.
Where is my love on a night like tonight?
Does she still see the same stars as I?
Where is my love on a night like tonight?
Does she still see the same stars as I?
I left pretty quick. I give justice the slip
I gave up the ones that I love.
I was strung out on need. I had to leave
But I left myself with no choice.
Now my romance is gone. I'm exiled alone.
I'm holed up somewhere near love.
Where is my love on a night like tonight?
Does she still see the same stars as I?
Where is my love on a night like tonight?
Does she still see the same stars as I?
Don't ask my advuce on the secrets of life.
Just buy me another round.
I got no more answers. I took too many chances.
The path that I chose was unwise.
That's why I'm lonely. I'm broke and I'm only.
Some wanderer wondering why.
Donde esta' mi amor en una noche como hoy?
Vera' el mismo cielo que yo?
Where is my love on a night like tonight?
Does she still see the same stars as I?
8. RANCHES AND RIVERS
BY JOE ELY
In the cool of the evening
She calls me to dance
My back's about broken
From choppin' the plants
My soul is so thirsty
I can't sleep at night
She walks in my dreams
and brings me delight
I was born to the workers
To toil and to strife
My father before me
He worked all his life
He took nothing for granted
He said son never bend
This heart that's been broken
Only her love can mend
Some men could give you
Ranches and Rivers
With fences of Barbed Wire
To keep out the cold
But me, I got nothin'
No Titles to nothin'
Just a Love and a Fire
More Precious than gold
Your daddy works me in the ground
He knows something's goin' down
Will you pack your things
And ride with me
Tomorrow at sunrise
With the dew on the cotton
They cut loose the watchdogs
When they see that we're gone
The smile of my sweet one
Asleep on the car seat
Ten miles to the border
Where we will be free
9. ALL THAT YOU NEED
BY JOE ELY
I been workin' on the farm
Just me and my brother Jack
Choppin' a sea of cotton
'Till I thought I'd break my back
Everything changed
When my daddy got hurt
Our lives were so connected
To that brown ol' flatland dirt
When the government man from Austin
Come sniffin' around our land
Askin' a bunch of questions
That we did not understand
There's more to farmin' cotton
Than just tendin' to your seed
The ones who set the policy
Don't give a damn about our needs
Sow the seed in the ground below
Fall to your knees and pray real slow
That rain will come and kiss the seed
And bless you with all that you need
Mama says to Jackie
Would she bring the car around?
She's wearin' her finest dress
That's how I know she's goin' to town
I wish I'd never seen that letter
That I found there in her room
They're sellin' the farm on the courthouse step
This Saturday afternoon
Me and Jack moved into town
To a shack by the train depot
Jack got a job as a bouncer
At a bar on Paradise Row
Mama got a job in the cotton gin
Grading cotton by the bale
She cried when a trailer full of cotton come in
From the farm we had to sell
Sow the seed in the ground below
Fall to your knees and pray real slow
That rain will come and kiss the seed
And bless you with all that you need
Me, I ended up in jail
Sick of livin' on welfare
And the hardest thing ever happened to me
Is when mama come to visit me there
Don't you worry your pretty little head
I said as I buttoned my shirt
When I get out of this iron hotel
I'm goin' back to that dry-land dirt
For some it's just a livin'
But for us its our whole life
If it kills me I'm gonna rake that ground
And make a livin' out of toil and strife
The ways of the cities makes no sense
Strapped to dependency
I'd rather be sweatin' a-'neath a clear blue sky
Plantin' cotton with my family
Sow the seed in the ground below
Fall to your knees and pray real slow
That rain will come and kiss the seed
And bless you with all that you needAll That You Need lyrics © BMG Rights