The Turkey Buzzards

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released April 21, 2017

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The Turkey Buzzards Morro Bay, California

Dylan Nicholson (Greensboro, NC) and Eric Patterson (Lodi, CA) formed The Turkey Buzzards with a shared interest in the simple storytelling of classic and outlaw country.

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Track Name: Getting By
Last drink of the night
Turned into just one more
I was soaked in whiskey
And a winter storm
When she made her way
Through that old dive's door

She got behind the wheel
Opened the passenger side
Didn't have to say nothing
We knew it was time

We rode ten days
Toward the evening sun
Never too sure
What was to come
Two curious souls
On an open road
In a beat up truck
With everything they own

She got behind the wheel
Opened the passenger side
Didn't have to say nothing
We knew it was time

It's a good thing babe
What we got
Even if we're barely getting by
Been losing time
Since my first day
I wouldn't turn back anway
Track Name: Coward In Georgia
There's a coward in Georgia
Walking around
Unaffected by his actions
In a California town

He's convinced himself
Somewhere in his little mind
If he's drank enough not to recall
He can't be held accountable

If you can't hold your liquor
Know when to lay yourself down
Or find a new hobby
With the old folks in town

There's a coward in Georgia
Walking around
Unaffected by his actions
In a California town

He's secretly ashamed
Will be most his life
By the things he's done
He's refused to realize

If you can't hold your liquor
Know when to lay yourself down
Or find a new hobby
With the old folks in town

If you can't hold your liquor
You better get yourself out
Before you run into to
One of he mean fellas in this town
The ones that are living just looking for a fight
They'll put a fear in your belly
You never felt in your life
Track Name: Two Cards
One look at these cards
You'd think the dealer rigged the deck
But when it's you against the house
That's what you come to expect
The best refuse to fold
Even when the chips are down
So I'll be asking for another
Till they put me in the ground

Dealer hit me one more time
I'm fairly certain I am dying
So how's about another hit
Bury me with two cards upon my chest
Dealer hit me one more time
I'm fairly certain I am dying
So how's about another hit
Ace of spades and queen of hearts with my last breathe

They say
There's enlightenment in pain
And all my belly aching
Is such a waste
Try and laugh at the expense
Of this crazy old world
And enjoy what you can
Till the whole things spoiled

I'll never be a man
Of possessions and luxury
But I try and always
Keep good company
Sit down and tell me
How you sweat, bleed, laugh, love, fail, and cry
Otherwise I'd rather drink alone tonight
Track Name: Way Out
Ace was living fast
Young and carelessly
Would not hessistate to bend the rules
To make ends meet
A friend told him
He could make some easy cash
Selling adderall to rich college
Down by the frats

Everything was moving along
Smooth without a hitch
One day the law burst in
And Ace got pinched
Lost his home
Started living in his car
Never got too much advice
Until he'd fallen so far

Some things in life you can't take back
Plan on hearing more about that
It's hard to figure how
To find your way out once you're down

Turned to his friends
A few took him in
Got a blue collar job
And started paying rent
One day a slick businessman
Strolled in the shop
Informed everyone that the company was being bought
A few days later
Ace was let go
One look at his criminal record
And that was all she wrote

Some things in life you can't take back
Plan on hearing more about that
It's hard to figure how
To find your way out once you're down

I'm sure he'll find his way out
One day he'll find his way out
Track Name: Bottom Shelf Man
The view down here suits me just fine
Watch them race around as they climb
Do my best to try to lend a hand
Living the life of a bottom shelf man

I love a fine whiskey
There's one problem I've found
No coin in my pocket
To bring the bottle down
Grab that one on the bottom
For the bottom shelf man

Less decisions and a bit more rest
It may be simple without all that mess
It's never easy to learn to live with less
That's life on the bottom
The bottom shelf, man

I love a fine whiskey
There's one problem I've found
No coin in my pocket
To bring the bottle down
Grab that one on the bottom
For the bottom shelf man

The dusty old bottle
On the top shelf
Is lonely and waiting
Imprisoned by its own wealth

Yeah there's more action on the bottom
The bottom shelf, man
Track Name: Well Went Dry
The well went dry
And she's all alone
I've been here
Drinking my pay
Can't make it there on my own
She's the only one
Going my way

I guess I'll start on walking
Don't think I'll make there soon
I hope they don't hall me off to Kansas
For walking on the sides of my shoes
Track Name: Gone So Long
Been gone so long
Everyone got a new nickname
Been gone so long
These old streets
Don't look the same
We're sitting by the creek again
Snapping cold beer in can
It's been far too long

Been gone so long
Even the dogs don't remember me
Been gone so long
I woke up feeling lost
At my own place
My lover says I'm miles away
Even though we're standing face to face
I've got her saying so long

Been gone so long
Tried of hearing people
Run their mouth
About the South
When it's something that they've never seen
Well buddy she's dear to me
I tell you she's a pretty old thing
I never seen it so green
She's glowing green
Track Name: Old Tired Eyes
Scared hands
And old tired eyes
Tell his story
Far better than I could

The easy way
For easy sake
Never sat well with him
He put the long hours in

And I'm taking that with me

Feeling a weight
On my chest
And it's not just
The cigarettes

It's the days
When I couldn't be bothered
Lost in my troubles
No time for another

And I'm taking that with me

Scared hands
And old tired eyes
Tell his story
Far better than I could

Was he doing things right
Cause it was the only way
Or just keeping busy
To keep his troubles away
Hard to say

But I'm taking that with me
Track Name: Middle Of July
Down by the coast
On an old stretch of sand
Waiting for the summer
To warm the water again

When the stash ran dry
The night got quiet
They headed to the dock
To find some more beer to pirate

They weren't looking for trouble
When it found them
They never did mind
Out on the water
On a muggy night
Warm as Carolina
In the middle of July

They worked washing dishes
In greasy burger kitchens
And snuck into the bar
For girls and cold Pabst Blue Ribbon

They ran a boat a ground
The Topsail Beach Sound
Running from the cops
But never were found

They weren't looking for trouble
When it found them
They never did mind
Out on the water
On a muggy night
Warm as Carolina
In the middle of July
Track Name: Restless Legs
Fire up the coffee
For I've found that feeling
Floating through my bones
The need to flee
All that static
And electronic hum
Sometimes all it takes is sunshine
Other times I find myself miles from home
Sea oats, palms, or pine
Find the itch to ride
And no telling where I'll roam

I've got a case of the restless legs
Tireless wandering through my head
If you catch my roaming around town to town
It's these restless legs pulling me around

Once outside and again feeling free
A sudden change in priority
Everywhere to go
No place to be
And I'd walk till I died if it weren't for
All them memories
The thought of my home and all my friends
They begin to turn me around again

I've got a case of the restless legs
Tireless wandering through my head
If you catch my roaming around town to town
It's these restless legs pulling me around
Track Name: Strikes and Gutters
Feeling weary
Wonder what the future may bring
Asking the questions
When I'd rather not know the answers

I spot a run down man
In a dirty uniform
Done for the day
Puts a tall can
On the counter
Hands over his pay
As he does
He's greeted with a smile
From the counter lady
Walks off with his head high
And a forgotten long day

Ups and downs
Strikes and gutters
A little bit of comfort goes a long way

Caught in a rut
Try to keep my mouth shut
Sure would hate to bring you down
I'm always amazed
By the simple little things
That pick my sorry ass up off the ground

Like a crooked smile
I hadn't seen for a while
Or a change of direction
In the wind
A heavy riff
With palm muted triplets
From Dimebag Darrel
In his day
Dog off the leash
Running wild on the beach
Or hiding in the shade
A hot cup of joe
On a morning so cold
That you barely made it of bed

Ups and downs
Strikes and gutters
A little bit of comfort goes a long way
Track Name: South of Sacramento
I grew up South of Sacramento
That old town
I swore I'd never leave
Summers I'd head up to the mountains
With my dad and brother pull trout
From the stream

Got to find your own slice of heaven
Got to get on out and watch the sun go down
Pain in life it don't stop coming
Won't do nobody good taking it face down

Took a road out to the coast
Under the trees
With the one I love the most
There we'd walk along the rivers
With our hopes and dreams
And our dog's ghost

Got to find your own slice of heaven
Got to get on out and watch the sun go down
Pain in life it don't stop coming
Won't do nobody good taking it face down