MP3 Mosey West - Vaca Money

The debut EP from Mosey West. A 5 song collection of alt country and folk rock.

5 MP3 Songs in this album (17:18) !
Related styles: Rock: Country-Rock, Folk: Folk-Rock, Mood: Party Music

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Details:
Adam Brown | vocals, electric and acoustic guitar, harmonica 
Mike McGraw | vocals, bass, acoustic guitar
Matt Weitz | drums, percussion, piano

Vaca Money

Lonesome River **
Hell Hounds **
Cold Prediction *â¨
Stone by Stone ***â¨
Crystal Fire ***

Produced by Mosey West and Evan Reeves
Engineered by Evan Reeves and Ben Romsdahl
Mixed by Ben Romsdahl*, Patrick Tracy** and Tira Neal***
Mastered by Tom Capek at Colorado Sound
Recorded at UI Sound Studios in Boulder, CO
Album Artwork by Becca Gassman
Photography by Adam Brown

* Lonesome River, Cold Prediction and Crystal Fire written by Adam Brown © 2011
* Hell Hounds and Stone by Stone written by Mike McGraw © 2011

OTHER MUSICIANS:

Jeremy Kurn - Keyboards on Cold Prediction and Stone by Stone
Mike Morrison - Pedal Steel on Crystal Fire
Mosey West - Oklahoma Snare Drum on Stone by Stone

We would like to thank our friends and families, Kyle Wofford, Brian F. Johnson,
The Marquee Magazine, Rob Gordon, Joseph Brenna, Chuck Nehring, United Interests,
What Are Records?, Matthew M. Fecher, Jeremy Kurn, Mike Morrison, Meg, Chris, Britt, Becca G,
Jason, Becca M, Slim Pickins, the Tascam DR07, Modelo Especial, Cosmos, spaceheaters, etc....

LYRICS:

LONESOME RIVER

lonesome river donât you moan
keep running fast out on your own
the thirsty prairies you will slow
oh lonesome river donât you go

western mountains ease my mind
Iâm leaving troubles all behind
with eastern problems all at bay
this lonesome rivers here to stay

northern forest dark and cold
shade that soil that soothes your soul
I watched you dance out in the night
with your shadows cast in the moonlight

southern desert dry these tears
Iâve seen too many in these three years
since I was never told the truth
your lonesome rivers on the loose



HELL HOUNDS

I seen you on that bar stool
seen you at the church
prayin lord forgive me
donât hit me where it hurts

got yourself a big bank
got yourself a wife
loaded up that shotgun
gonna take away your life

I ainât from your part of town
wander off that righteous path
wind up with the hell hounds
barkin up
the wrong end of the tree
I found out
finally

whiskey in your belly
candy in your nose
givin all your money
to a lady on a pole

heâll get her good and loaded
wait a til sheâs a comin down
beggin on her knees
you canât cut me off right now

I ainât from your part of town
wander off that righteous path
wind up with the hell hounds
barkin up
the wrong end of the tree
I found out
finally


COLD PREDICTION

mother nature
blowing wind
I hear her calling
my name again

we missed production
and that crop was thin
trees fell over
when the storm rolled in

and itâs a cold prediction
itâs a close call
did you read the note?
the writing on the wall
and Iâd fall for you
if I fell at all

weâre just fools
weâre dumb americans
wasting time
in our own area

the news reports
its hysteria
you or I
didnât care enough

for that cold prediction
for that close call
did you read the notes?â¨
the writings on the wall
and Iâd fall for you
if I fell at all

the word on the street
thats garbage
try breathing oxygen
in closets

hey live off tv
phones and wallets
as the earth
dissolves us

from this cold prediction
from this close call
did you read the notes?
the writings on the wall
and Iâd fall for you
if I fell at all


STONE BY STONE

you can run if you want to
to another town
itâs the same strange folks
just switched around

itâs a long way to Cleveland
on a greyhound bus
longer on the road
just kickin up dust

when the back of your head
got a pair of eyes
youâd see em rollin in
just like the tide

bout time to start runnin
now the fires hot
burnin down the bridge
you walk a lot

stone by stone
donât your arm get tired a throwin
donât your legs get tired and slower
you donât know just where
your goin

whatcha know bout livin
by the drop
when you ainât got nothin
never had a lot
â¨out at the bar
they all know your name
your a pair a paper boots
out in the rain

a long time ago
youâd be tar and feathered
nowadays you all just roam
together

lead us to the hillside
weâll hide our eyes
movin in are
the blood red skies


stone by stone
donât your arm get tired a throwin
donât your legs get tired and slower
you donât know just where
your goin

you can run if you want to
to another town
itâs the same strange folks
just switched around

itâs a long way to Cleveland
on a greyhound bus
longer on the road
just kickin up dust



CRYSTAL FIREâ¨â¨

write that simple letter
heed my song
itâs been a year since Iâve seen you
and a years too long

Iâm staying up for days
laying motionless in waves
with no need to be afraid
driftwood in a great lake

and one things for certain
these drugs arenât working
I had my doubts
Iâm staring out the window
the crystal fire
and the snow itâs coming down
and I canât keep from worryin
whatâs the use hurryin
Iâm slowing down, but
Iâm alright this time
Iâm alright this time
around

the weathermanâs prediction
itâs always wrong
and the sunsets always better
after a storm

if time was made for wasting
Iâm wasted most of mine
if life was made for living
weâre surely doing fine

and one things for certain
these drugs arenât working
I had my doubts
Iâm staring out the window
the crystal fire
and the snow itâs coming down
and I canât keep from worryin
whatâs the use hurryin
Iâm slowing down, but
Iâm alright this time
Iâm alright this time
around