Poor Old Man

Poor Old Man
Copyright 2010 Mason Reed (ASCAP)

Poor old man, he’s dead
He slipped off the roof and he hit his head
There’s a spot in front of our house where the concretes still red
But you can’t come back from heaven when you’re dead

When’s daddy coming home ma?
Where’s he been?
When’s daddy coming home ma?
We wanna see him!
You can’t come back from heaven, mama said
No you can’t come back from heaven when you’re dead

I’ve been out to the graveyard,  in the night, all alone
I spit at the sky and I knelt on his gravestone
There’s a spot in front of my house where the old man bled
And you can’t come back from heaven when you’re dead
No you can’t come back from heaven, mama said

I Don’t Love Nobody

I Don’t Love Nobody
Copyright 2010 Mason Reed (ASCAP)

I’ve been home for three days straight
I left a woman out there but she say she gonna wait
I don’t love nobody, no I don’t love nobody
I don’t love nobody but I love that road

Cold wind come howling down through the air
I’m so tired of scowling I throw my cares up there
I don’t love nobody, no I don’t love nobody
I don’t love nobody but I love that road

Cold wind come howling down through old wood
You don’t break no hearts but your sister could
I don’t love nobody, no I don’t love nobody
I don’t love nobody but I love that road.

Rolling down the highway headed west
I’ve been driving all day, I’m too young to rest
All my friends are old now, but Lord knows they’ve done their best
I never thought I’d be the last one left

I’m gonna be somebody, just you wait
I wake up in the morning and the rest is up to fate
I don’t love nobody, no I don’t love nobody
I don’t love nobody but I love that road home.

Far Gone

Far Gone
Words and music by Mason Reed (ASCAP)
Copyright 2006 Mason Reed

I was born a young man
I’m gonna die a young man too
I was born a young man
I’m gonna die a young man too

Hey Ma you know I wanted more
I found it at the liquor store
I’ve been down before
But not this far down

Hey Ma I knew you’d understand
We thought I’d be a fine young man
But I wound up just like my Dad
and he’s so far gone

Hey Ma I never thought I’d fail
I read it in a fairy tail
We sold our souls for the holy grail
Yeah we’re all so far gone

He Ma you know I pay my rent
I found me a job it was heaven sent
I got me a girl, but she doesnt know it yet
Yeah we’re all so far gone

Holding Roses

Holding Roses
Copyright 2007 Mason Reed (ASCAP)

As if I’m not smart enough
To see right through you when you smile like that
Baby rail me up a heart attack
I’m not looking back
I went to bat for you, even though I knew we’d lose

As if I’m not strong enough
As if I knew you’d break me so I could get stronger
As if you’re the first to break me

I’m not digging up anything underground
It’s no secret family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Everybody knows this
I’m not digging up anything underground
No hidden family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Ain’t he always holding roses?

As if I’m not living up
Your expectations swallowed by the mouth of the monster
and the monster’s drinking up
You never expected what followed

I’m not digging up anything underground
It’s no secret family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Everybody knows this
I’m not digging up anything underground
No hidden family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Ain’t he always holding roses?

Don’t you know that your friends don’t change?
We’re kindred souls. hell we’re all the same
You might keep my love like the good stuff
Pushed back and dusty on the top shelf
Dig up all my demons find me lost in myself
I get lost in myself sometimes

I might follow you down all the uglier roads in hell
But fifty thousand years from now we’re all sound waves ourselves

I’m not digging up anything underground
It’s no secret family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Everybody knows this
I’m not digging up anything underground
No hidden family hand-me-down
When the devil comes around
Ain’t he always holding roses?

I Ain’t Done With This Life Yet

I Ain’t Done With This Life Yet
Copyright 2008 Mason Reed (ASCAP)

I got a woman who’s long and lean
With a streak of jealous and a streak of mean
She hit me with a shovel on the back of my head
But I ain’t done with this life yet

No, no, hey hey.

I got a woman who’s never been told
I got a soul that’s never been sold
I got a horse that’s  never been bet
I ain’t done with this life yet

I gotta a woman who holds my head
I gotta girl whose hands are red
She hit me with a shovel and I’m better off dead
But I ain’t done with this life yet

I gotta woman who holds my head
I gotta girl whose hands are red
I gotta a hide that’s better off dead
But I ain’t done with this life yet!

Legends Of LaLa Episode #13

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You Can’t Come Back From Heaven EP – Mason Reed
Release Date February 23rd, 2010

Track Listing:
1. I Don’t Love Nobody
2. Poor Old Man
3. Not Perfect
4. Six Shallow Women
5. I’m Only Gonna Break Your Heart

Mason Reed: Vocals, Ac Guitar (Track 4)
Josh Norton: Guitars, Banjo, Mandolin,Tambourine, Vocals, Bass (Track 5)
Jorgen Carlsson: Bass (Tracks 1,3,and 4)
D Henry Fenton: Guitar (Track 4), Bass (Track 2), 12-String Electric (Track 2)
Jamie Douglass: Drums

All Songs Written By Mason Reed (ASCAP)
Produced By Mason Reed and Steve Holroyd
Except Track #5 Produced by Josh Norton, Mason Reed, Steve Holroyd

Recorded and Mixed By Steve Holroyd at Rogers Boat Studios in beautiful Lake Balboa, California.
Mastered By: Dean Phelps

Cover Art By Matthew Arnold

Copyright 2010 Mason Reed. All Rights Reserved.

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