Silver City (2007)
Mastered at – Airshow Mastering, Boulder, CO
Accordion – Joel Guzman
Artwork, Cover, Design – CZ (4)
Booking – Monterey International
Mastered By – Jim Wilson (6)
Photography By [Circus Photos] – Ronnie Lloyd (2)
Photography By [Portraits] – Dorthea Barret
Recorded By, Mixed By – Little Johnny Fader
Written-By, Producer, Vocals, Guitar, Percussion – Joe Ely
Recorded at – Spur Studios
1. Silver City 4:08
2. Santa Rosa / St. Augustine 4:01
3. Indian Cowboy 3:14
4. Wounded Knee 4:28
5. Cloister Mountain 3:28
6. Time For Travelin'3:33
7. I Know Will Never Be Mine 4:14
8. Drivin' Cross Russia 4:19
9. Windy Windy Windy 1:57
10. Billy Boy
11. River Fever 5:58
“There's a youthful, grinning Joe Ely on the cover of Silver City. The disc doesn't contain old recordings, though, only old songs. The now-60-year-old Austin firebrand wrote them in the late Sixties/early Seventies but recently revisited them at his home studio with just guitars, harmonica, percussion, and occasional accordion from Joel Guzman. The elder singing the words and melodies of his youth imbues the songs with a stark, gruff authority that a younger musician would be hard-pressed to muster. Some might be familiar: "Silver City" was on 1987's Lord of the Highway; "Indian Cowboy" was covered by Townes Van Zandt and Guy Clark; "Wounded Knee," with drastically altered lyrics, became "Row of Dominoes"; and "Drivin' 'Cross Russia" evolved into "Me and Billy the Kid." The ghost of Woody Guthrie smiles over the panoramic Americana visions that Ely creates here.”
- Jim Caligiuri /Austin Chronicle
“Ely never wastes his authoritative vocal presence on fluff. The opening title track tells the sad tale of one man who ends up losing nearly everything after taking his chances in the big city, while "Wounded Knee" offers up historical narrative in song. Butch Hancock may be the most esteemed songwriter in The Flatlanders, but Ely is no slouch himself. He wrote everything (the songs were actually written pre-Flatlanders, but recently recorded), and except for the sing-song feel of "Windy Windy Windy," there isn't a dud in the bunch. With "Silver City," Joe Ely comes up golden.”
- Dan MacIntosh / Country Standard Time
“The picture of a young Joe Ely graces the cover. This is an acoustic record, featuring Joe (vocals, guitars, harmonica, percussion) and Joel Guzman, the accordion player extra-ordinare! It includes new recordings of songs that were written in Joe's early days on the road, many of which have never been released before. Of course we know titletrack "Silver City" that opens the disc, beautifully sung and played, truly magnificent. And that exciting story of the "Indian Cowboy" is my favorite Joe Ely-song! Did you know that he worked in the circus himself? "Santa Rosa / St. Augustine" has a simple, yet enchanting melody and Joel Guzman plays those wonderful accordion parts, it's like being lured across the Mexican border, slowly... Poignant historic tale "Wounded Knee", told like it only happened last year. "Cloister Mountain" has a bluegrassy feel, mountain music without mandolin and fiddle, but the harmonica does the job just as well! "Time For Travelin'" from 1978 is -indeed like a good trainsong- full of longing, melancholy and... the accordion. Same goes initially for "I Know Will Never Be Mine", where Joe sings harmony with himself and then we realize that this is the voice of a man, just having a dream in prison, the gallows waiting at dawn. Very smartly done. "Drivin' 'Cross Russia" sounds very much like Bruce Springsteen's famous car songs, like "Open All Night" for example - O.K., slightly slower - and features a funny surrealistic story, including a pet pig. Interesting for sure. And I always said Joe Ely was a Springsteen with soul in his voice! "Windy Windy Windy" is a fast short track and then the record ends on poetic, long Dylanesque story song about the fair: "Billy Boy". "No one wants to see when it comes to the end / The still ferris wheel when it quits spinning / No one wants to hear the sound's too intense / When the midway closes and leaves nothing but silence." Breathtaking. Art house movie…”
– Insurgent Country
LYRICS
SILVER CITY
1. SILVER CITY
BY JOE ELY
One day I went and left my home out in the West
Said I was headed for the Silver City
All along the line, I was dreaming all the time
Dreaming of the shining Silver City
I kissed my love goodbye, said "Honey don't you cry"
For I'm going to the Silver City
If you could read my mind, you'd know that I'll be fine
Soon as I do my time in the Silver City
Two weeks and a day, I slowly made my way
To the gates of the Silver City
Finally one night, I saw the flaming lights
I had made it to the Silver City
I honestly believed that I would be received
With the golden key to the Silver City
But my first night on the town, bandits knocked me down
They welcomed me to the Silver City
"Musta' been a freak mistake" I said as I did wake
In the gutter of the Silver City
With a throbbing head, I begged for my bread
Half-smiling as I bled in the Silver City
Oh, how can there ever be such misery in the streets?
How can it ever be in the Silver City?
But soon enough I saw how easy it was to fall
And not be seen at all in the Silver City
Got caught for a crime I done, policeman said "Son"
"Don't you try to run in the Silver City"
He locked me in his jail, no one to go my bail
Oh, when can I sail away from the Silver City?
Now the moon cries through the bars, my love shines in the stars
I'm glad that she is far from the Silver City
If she could read my mind she'd know that I'll be fine
Soon as I do my time in the Silver City
Judge said five to nine in the Silver City
2.SANTA ROSA/ ST. AUGUSTINE
BY JOE ELY
I begin once again , my song to the wind
In a slow south Laredo rain
Goodbye to the ones I left behind
Santa rosa , sweet Augustine
I’ve left a thousand times I’m leaving again
I can hear those engines turning
a thousand and one as I’m leaving today
I don’t know when I’ll be returning
Oh the gasoline burns and the engines turn
Our hearts got caught in between
A new day will dawn but by then I’ll be gone
Santa Rosa or sweet Augustine
On the ground last night I slept with my Rose
Her body soft like a pillow
With flowers in the air and her limp brown hair
Dangling over my shoulder like a willow
But of sweet august I’ll say no more
You might say her love was a secret to me
with her lonely looks like in a paperback book
You might say I loved her desperately
Oh the gasoline burns and the engines turn
Our hearts got caught in between
A new day will dawn but by then I’ll be gone
Santa Rosa or Saint Augustine
They’re sifting us down with with a fine tooth comb
Like there’s some kind of big mystery
They can pry they can tear , but still I’ll swear I’m takin’ only memories with me
They’ve searched our belongings , they’re waving us through
A change of the guards means a new deck of card
Still I’m takin’ only memories with me
Oh the gasoline burns and the engines turn
And our hearts got caught in between
A new day will dawn but by then I’ll be gone
Santa Rosa or St. Augustine
3. INDIAN COWBOY
BY JOE ELY
If you ever go out to the circus
Where the Wallendas walk on the wire
I'll tell you a tale to remember
When the white horses leap rings of fire.
It was a cold night in Oklahoma
The show was about to begin
The animals, they were all restless
When the star pony broke from her pen.
Now she was a mare of high spirit
Like a w**** on a saturday night
Kickin' and buckin' past the men who were brushin'
The elephants lyin' on their sides.
Close to the tents set a lantern
Dangerously next to the hay
That mare headed straight for those lantern
Some fool had put there by mistake.
Up stepped some Indian Cowboy
his lasso he whirled through the air
in the full dead middle of danger
he roped that run-away mare.
The elephants raised up their trumpets
two of them broke from their chains
stampeded that Indian cowboy
who had saved the Big Top from flames.
So if you ever go out to the circus
Where the Wallendas walk on the wire
Remember that Indian Cowboy
When the white horses leap rings of fire.
Remember that Indian Cowboy
When the white horses leap rings of fire.
4.WOUNDED KNEE
BY JOE ELY
I took a bride in the badlands
in 1852
She was warm as the morning sun
That shone in the morning in the dew
There wars up on our land
We could not settle down
The years went by
We watched our people die
We laid them in the ground
I watched my sons grow tall and strong
But one by one they fell
My daughters were raped by the Calvary
I wish them all to hell
I wished them all to hell
Custer said to Crazy Horse wolves are on your heel
Crazy Horse said the wolves will howl
When they see you kneel
The Battles are raging and the bullets flew
and the skies turned red
The men all fought unto the end
The women and the children fled
When sitting Bull was killed in the stockade
For the crime of being proud
The people all went with Big Foot to find
The renegade Chief Red Cloud
I caught a bullet in my knee
I passed out from the pain
When I finally came again
They said my wife had been slain
They said my wife had been slain
Custer did to crazy horse
Can you feel my blood on your heels
Crazy Horse said “the sound of a heartbeat is a sound you’ll never feel”
They dug a grave in the back of the church
laid my people in the ground
Buried my wife and my last long son
I hung my heavy head down
The medicine man he gathered us together
Distance in his eyes
and before he spoke a word
He raised his hands to the sky
Through our battles have been lost
No one has been won
Though it be a hundred years
We will overcome
We will overcome
He lifted his head and he said once more
Turn your eyes to the east
Soon the morning sun will come
No war can cause to cease
No war can cause to cease.
5. CLOISTER MOUNTAIN
BY JOE ELY
The wind is high and the tree tops sigh
As I sit on Cloister mountain
Jet planes rumble and rip the sky
I sit on Cloister Hill
The bridge holds hands and it stands
I sit on Cloister Mountain
The seagulls circle before they land
I sit on Cloister Hill
Love oh love where can you be
do you ever think of me
Are you at your windows sill
I sit on Cloister Hill
The sun breaks on the Palisedes
I sit on Cloister Mountain
the clouds sweep by and sunlight fades
I sit on Cloister Hill
Like an Island in the sea
I sit on cloister Mountain
Surrounded by humanity
I sit on Cloister Hill
Love oh Love
Where can you be
Do you ever think of me
Are you at your window sill
As I sit on Cloister Hill
I asked the River , where you go
As I sit on cloister Mountain
The river answered “ you should know”
As I sit on Cloister Hill
The wind is high and the tree tops sigh
I sit on Cloister Mountain
Jet planes rumble and rip the sky
As I sit on Cloister Hill
Love oh Love where can you be
Do you ever think of me
Are you at your window sill
As I sit on Cloister Hill
As I sit on Cloister Hill
As I sit on Cloister Hill
6.TIME FOR TAVELIN’
BY JOE ELY
I came into Atlanta
Dreamin' of Lorraine
Came so tired of ridin'
Cross the Savanna Plain
Still feel the wheels a-rollin'
Feel them just the same
Steel wheels still a-rollin'
On a long night train.
She met me at the station
Took me to her room
Was a time of meeting
Was a risin' moon.
Angels set the table
With candles and beer.
Heard that midnight train moan
Miles away from here.
Instrumental Chorus
Lay me down a pallet,
Lay it soft and low.
Lorraine lay beside me,
Sad I had to go.
Gypsy boy I traveled with
Played his old guitar.
We watched that candle flicker
Like some low morning star
But the time to part must always come
Time the bells must ring.
Time for lovers to say goodnight
I'll see you in my dreams.
Time to part must always come
Time when trade-winds sing.
Time to hit the road again
Time for travelin'.
7. I KNOW WILL NEVER BE MINE
BY JOE ELY
Walking in the backstreets on the poor side of town
The radios a wailing’ as the sun goes down
Lighting my version of her moonlit skin
Comes with the dust and goes with the wind
I wish the footsteps I’m havin’ could be doubled again
I wish the footsteps I’m hearin” could be doubled again
With a stroll as gentle as a mandolin
Walkin beside me in the soft nights breeze
Carries me away back on my knees
Oh how I’m dreaming” Oh how I’m so blind
How can I want something that I know will never be mine
Oh the stars in a race with my last earthly moon
and the …. of the keys to the very last room
Set freeing a dream in soft nights wind
That sends me away then back again
Oh how I’m dreaming’ Oh how I’m so blind
How can I want something that I know will never be mine
Then I wake in a cell with my candle gone
Out the bars i see the gallows at dawn
Gone is the night with it my dreams
I hear the jangle of keys, they’re coming’ for me
And Ohh how i’m dreaming’ Oh how i’m so blind
How can I want something I know will never be mine
And Ohh how i’m dreaming’ Oh how i’m so blind
How can I want something I know will never be mine
How can I want something I know will never be mine
8.DRIVIN’ CROSS RUSSIA
BY JOE ELY
Driving cross Russia in my flesh colored caddy
with my pet pig on the front seat that I call Big Daddy
And a tape in the player playing codlin’ Jimmie Rodgers
and a tenant on each antenna of the Astros and the dodgers
The people all so curious they all stop and stare
I guess they never seen a pig rocking in a rocking chair
I stopped into a farm town, it looked a little like Lubbock
I met me a farmer who’s down on his luck
His tractor was hitting’ on two out of four
I pulled out my tool kit and into it I tore
I told him the bad news his crankshaft was gone
He invited me to dinner said my pig could come along
You take it as it comes leave it where it goes
Your quicker on your feet without a heavy load
You never know what’s comin’ ’til it hits you on the back
You never know it’s gone until it’s way on down the tracks
His wife she set the table, hot potatoes and bread
she reminded me of someone in a Tolstoy book I’d read
His daughters were pretty they had bright shiny cheeks
I could feel their eyes were playin hide and seek
He nodded to the daughter dressed in white petticoats
I swallowed so hard the bread stuck in my throat
It was time to turn it in ,I needed a little sleep
I went to to my caddy, and I climbed in the backseat
Just when I was dreaming’ of a great big grocery store
I heard someone outside tapping’ up on my caddy door
I knew that I’s in trouble by the look in her eye
But I became an instant diplomat and I invited her inside
Take it as it comes, leave it as it goes
Your quicker on your feet with out a heavy load
You never know what’s coming’ til it hits you in the back
You never know it’s gone til it’s way down the track
The next morning at breakfast things were kinda quiet
You could hear the butter melting on a cold butter knife
The farmer gave the signal and through the door did break
all the neighbors and the relatives with a great big wedding cake
There were mandolins and accordions, vodka and wine
I somehow felt I’d stumbled across the borderline
But I accepted my fate ‘cause I had no other choice
I heard my home state calling me in a codlin’ kind of voice
I grabbed my brand new bride and I said let’s vamoose
I wished her family well, as they were gettin pretty loose
I give the farmer my caddy so he could pull his plow
The boys back in the pool will never believe me now
Hitch hiker “cross Russia with my bride and pet pig
That’s what I got for bragging talking all big
I’ll never bet my boss again that I can make it my own
I’ll know better next time just to leave well enough alone
Meanwhile me and Natasha gonna jump off at this place
see if we can get distraction on the shortcut to Dallas
9.WINDY WINDY WINDY
BY JOE ELY
windy windy windy crazy ‘bout windy
windy windy windy wild about windy
windy windy windy won’t you blow thru me
windy windy windy fool about windy
windy windy windy cool about windy
windy windy windy won’t you blow thru me
I left my heart in Plainview
I run outa gas in Slide
I don’t much care for houston air
I’m just along for the ride
windy windy windy haywire over windy
windy windy windy wild about windy
windy windy windy windy windy windy windy won’t you blow through me
Nothin’ seems to matter
when windy is by my side
she’s got a way about her
Like the sea has with the tide
windy windy windy crazy bout windy
windy windy windyWild about windy
windy windy windy windy won’t you blow through me
10.BILLY BOY
BY JOE ELY
What did you see at the fair little Billy
were there pretty girls there my billy
Maybe it was the colors and the lights all ablaze
Maybe it was face with a candy apple glaze
The motorcyclegirl put a spell on me
the fortune teller said she ‘d tell on me
everything was spinning’ and it carried me away
To a place for a while I thought I wanted to stay
What took you so long to get home Billy?
Did you stay did you stay till you were there all alone
Yeah I stayed till the lights began to grow dim
My friends had all left, I couldn’t find them
I didn’t mind at this time ‘cause I didn’t think
that the rides would stop and the lights would quit blinking
or the booths where the men who talked through their noses
Would seal them selves tight , like a rose when it closes
I didn’t think that the color that was all air
could disappear so fast and leave nothing there
I never dreamed that the music of the calliope
could change to the noise of of men takin the street
It all turned so strange , it all went so quick
The only friend left was the sound of a cricket
With my fantasy gone it all seems so real
I was left there to feel , what I didn’t want to feel
No one wants to see when it comes to the end
The still ferris wheel when it quits spinning
no one wants to hear the sound is too intense
When the midway doses and leaves nothing but silence
When your soul goes swirling and the worlds in a spin
Your heart will never be the same
Thats when I got scared And thought I was lost
Thats when I heard the sword swallowercough
I listened like a rabbit and stopped in a freeze
That’s when I heard a fat man sneeze
There was a light in a trailer I crept to the door
And I pressed my ear close and I tried to hear more
I heard many voices but they weren’t the kind
That I’d heard in my life or any other time
at the back of my coat there blew a cold wind
That’s when the Siamese twins took me in
the people inside I couldn’t believe
They weren’t like the kind that you see in the street
They brushed off my hat and dusted my coat
And offered me milk that came from a goat
I liked ‘em at once , They treated me good
So I told ‘em my story like I thought I should
When your soul is a stirring’
and the world is in a spin
Your heart can never be the same again
I told ‘em how different that the midway feels
When the lights go out on the ferris wheel
and I said to him how you must feel all alone
when the music quits to call it your home
The tattooed man looked at me in the face
And said we couldn’t feel right in any other place
We will be here til the day we die
when I understand I had a tear in my eye
I knew this was true and though it seemed lonely
It was made for them and them only
I left them there holding bak the tears
And told them I had hoped that I’d see them next year
They laughed and said you can bet on that
They all gathered around the trailer house steps
and no one was counting any ones bets
When your soul is a swirlin’
And the worlds in a spin
Your heart can never be the same again
Back down the dark midway I imagined the lights
Shining like torches only much more bright
A little I walked than i did before
A little older I walked But I knew much more
Maybe next year if any older I look
I’ll run away from home and become the fat mans cook
The world is so strange my mother dear
It’s really a wonder how we all got here
Once i thought I was in my place when I was just a babe lookin in your face
But now for some reason people have given me doubt
It seems some are locked in and some are locked out
The world is so strange I can’t comprehend
The one who wants freedom are the very ones locked in
and why does it seem that ones who don’t care
Breathe in without gratitude and the wild free air
My innocence has left by the same door it came
and never again will i ever be the same
But I’ll never forget as long as I live
To be grateful to stranglers who ain’t afraid to give
When your soul is swirling
and your worlds in a spin
your heart will never be the same again
when your heart is swirling
and worlds in a spin
your world will never be the same again