Free Agent

by Ian Bruce

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Produced by Clark Sorley
Recorded at KIK facilities, Edinburgh
The last CD before Ian Shaved his head. LOL!

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released June 1, 1994

Ian Bruce - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Madolin
Clark Sorley - Keyboards, Percussion, Bass, Backing Vocals
Hamish Bayne, Tin Whistle, Concertina
Mick Donnelly - Saxophone
Dave Holland - Steel Guitar
Andy McGlasson - Drums, Percussion
Avril Jameson - Backing Vocals
Robbie Dale - Electric Guitar
Alan Mairs - Fiddle

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Track Name: Bizzie Lizzie
BIZZIE LIZZIE
(Ian M. Bruce)
Lizzie lived in the first house past Peebles Drive.
It changed into Lauder around the time that Lizzie died.
She'd walk by and "Hello" we'd say;
Sometimes I'd run away.

She'd be bewildered, sometimes annoyed.
Sometimes I'd greet her, sometimes avoid;
Running, hiding behind the wall
Till we didn't talk at all. . .

CHORUS
I'm sorry Lizzie,
Bizzie Lizzie.
If I could only explain.
I'm sorry Lizzie, ever Bizzie Lizzie,
But I'm never gonna see you again.

There was a raincoat I hated to wear.
For this old mackintosh I didn't care.
Don't look now, I don't want you to see
This old raincoat on me.

CHORUS

Lizzie lived in the first house past Peebles Drive.
It changed into Lauder around the time that Lizzie died.
She'd walk by and "Hello" we'd say.
Sometimes I'd run away.

CHORUS
Track Name: Hearts of Ohio
HEARTS OF OHIO
(Ian M. Bruce)
Key of G
Athens, Ohio in weather cold as ice.
You warmed and welcomed me,
Both times, I've been there twice.
I stayed with Jed the first time and a fine man is he.
Same goes for Jerry Sullivan, Shade U.S.33.

CHORUS:
Hearts of O- hi-o,
Your valley's thick with snow
And it's never gonna cool ya down
Hearts of Ohio.

Hutchison J.D. is a hell of a man.
J.D. plays music like no one else can.
But he took the time to listen..
I played 'Another Fool's Cafe'.
I couldn't lick his boots
But he said he liked it anyway.

The weather man's been warning,
"There's gonna be deep snow!
If your figurin' on leavin,
Now's the time to go."
So so long Appalachia Before the blizzard starts.
I leave behind, in bitter cold,
Warm, warm hearts.
Track Name: Find Out Who Your Friends Are
FIND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE
(Ian M. Bruce)
Key of C modulating to D

CHORUS:
In times like these you find out who your friends are,
Bitter words I hear.
But in such times, remember who those friends are;
The ones who are always near.

I've been down, face to the ground.
Evil feet kick me when I'm gagged and Bound
They stamp on my head;
They grind my nose in the dirt.
Such unrelenting anger and hurt.

I've been used and abused, wrongly accused;
Some perfect rights have been blankly refused.
Jealousy jibes me, scorn slaps my face.
Petered - out promises, lost without trace.

When from a thin thread your future suspends
Don't be down hearted by fair weather friends

In times like these you find out who your friends are.
Bitter words I hear.
But in such times remember who those friends are,
The ones who are always near.

NEAR!
Track Name: Please Be Here
PLEASE BE HERE
(Ian M. Bruce)

Goin' away a long time,
This big world to roam.
Gonna be thinking 'bout ya,
Be here when I get home.

CHORUS
Please be here when I get home.
Please be here when I get home.

Flyin' over water
In a big silver plane.
Seventy days and countin'
Till I come home again.

CHORUS

And if you can't make that promise,
You even say "I don't know",
I'm gonna tear up my ticket.
I won't go.

Can't wait to get there,
New places to find.
Everywhere I'm goin',
I know you'll be on my mind.

CHORUS

And if you can't make that promise,
And if you can't even try,
I'm gonna tear up my ticket.
I won't fly.

Goin' away a long time,
This big world to roam.
Gonna be thinking 'bout ya,
Be here when I get home.
Track Name: Out of Sight (Rolling Stones)
OUT OF SIGHT (ROLLING STONES)
(Ian M. Bruce)

You're out of sight in more ways than one.
"Out of sight", as in special,
"Out of sight", as in gone.
But they say "Out of sight is out of mind".
But that won't be, even if I go blind.

CHORUS
Rolling stones don't gather moss.
Too many cooks, they do spoil the broth.
A stitch in time saves nine.
But I can't get you out of my mind.

If I am a rolling stone,
Why do I hate this being alone?
Tumbling, trundling over the moss,
Rolling wild, lonely and lost.

CHORUS
REPEAT CHORUS
Indecision sealed my fate.
For lost is he who hesitates.
I'm being done for the simple crime
Of failing to make that stitch in time.

CHORUS
Track Name: Corners
CORNERS
(Ian M. Bruce/Ian J. Walker)
Singing Na Na Na, etc.
In the corner of a country,
In the corner of a town,
In the corner of his room,
There's a man sitting down
In restful preparation for another working day,
And his little shop downstairs is a million miles away,
For the evening.

The lights shine on Broadway,
Man lands on the moon,
Paul Simon writes American Tune.
The big world rolls on by.
A different way is waiting
But he never thinks to try.

So, in the corner of a country,
In the corner of a town,
In the corner of his room. .'' '
There's a man sitting down.
And if the notion takes him
There's a jigsaw on the go,
Or his unwitting fingers just work remote control For the T.V.
And he just sings

Na Na Na etc.

In the corner of a country,
In the corner of a town,
In the corner of an office,
There's a girl sitting down.
Everyday she sits with her fingers on the keys.
When she's not typing she's making cups of tea,
Sometimes coffee.

Big Yellow Taxi, Well it Drove 0l' Dixie Down.
"You've got a friend", in every town.
Where fingers play piano
Admiration flares.
Fingers typing memos, no-one really cares.
So, in the corner of a country, In the corner of a town,
In the corner of an office,
There's a girl sitting down.
Does it never get her down ?
Does she never want to show
There's so much to this girl no-one will ever know?
It's locked inside her.
And she just sings

Na Na Na etc.

In the corner of this country,
In the corner of this town,
In the corner of this room,
Is there someone who's singing Na Na Na etc.?
Track Name: No Satisfaction
NO SATISFACTION
(Ian M. Bruce)

CHORUS
No satisfaction, striving.
No point in arriving,
if there's no-one there
To say they care.
If there's no-one to share
There's little sense in surviving.

I believe in the listening ear
That hears your problem loud and clear,
When you're crying,
When you're crying.
Those who hear when things go wrong
Can revel in your happy songs,
When you're laughing,
When you're laughing.

CHORUS

I believe in the caring eyes
Whose tears more than sympathise,
When you're crying,
When you're crying.
Only those who'll cry a while
Give the warmest kind of smile,
When you're laughing,
When you're laughing.

CHORUS

I believe in the reaching hand
Whose gentle squeeze seems to understand,
When you're crying,
When you're crying.
Hands that reach when you're in a state
Can slap your back and congratulate,
When you're laughing,
When you're laughing.
Track Name: Bad Bet
BAD BET
(Ian M. Bruce/Clark Sorley)
Steppin' down the street,
Tryin' not to stand on the lines,
Looking for some good luck in these hard, hard times.
Searching for my share of what all the others get,
Every risk I take is just a bad, bad bet.

Doin' all the things for luck I've heard we should.
Salt over my shoulder and I knock on wood.
If I don't take my umbrella then rain I always get.
Every risk I take is just a bad, bad bet.

BAD BET, BAD BET, BAD BET

Should have gone left but I went right.
Should have been loose but I was tight.
I know just what I could use;
A great big chunk of good, good news.

I'm the most unlucky guy you've ever seen.
If I had a lucky number it would be thirteen.
I avoid breaking mirrors, but I still get into debt.
Every risk I take is just a bad, bad bet.

BAD BET, BAD BET, BAD BET

Should have gone up but I went down.
Everyone was square when I was round.
Got holes on holes in both of my shoes.
Where's my chunk of good, good news?
Track Name: The Anchor Line
THE ANCHOR LINE
(Ian M. Bruce/Ian J. Walker)
Cameronia's moving now.
Take me away to Bombay.
Tugs hauling, stern and bow,
Take me away to Suez.

CHORUS
The anchor line sails today.
'Take me away to Bombay.
"Anchors aweigh!" the Captain says
Take me away to Suez

One more liner gone to sea.
Take me away to Bombay.
Another dream that's lost to me.
Take me away to Suez.

CHORUS

So many parts I long to see.
Take me away to Bombay.
But deepest roots are holding me.
Take me away to Suez.

CHORUS

Left alone on Prince's Quay.
Never beholding Bombay.
Turning back to Polmadie.
Never seeing Suez.
Track Name: The Dawn of a Brand New Day
THE DAWN OF A BRAND NEW DAY
(Ian M. Bruce/ Gavin Livingston)
Fae the silence only a spring Sunday morning can claim,
The cackle o' hens, fae somewhere close at hand came.
Soft reassurance, delivered fae harm.
One by one by one realising your charms

CHORUS
O Mother Nature, we meet at last.
Strange we never met in the past.
You say I walked by you in every place,
But, today, for the first time, I saw the sun in yer face.
Today for the first time I saw the sun in yer face.

The cushies in the fir wood crooned a lazy tune.
Ma mind ceased tae wander, alive tae every soond.
Heard the leaves on the trees and the buzzin' o' fleas.
A lark headed for heaven and sang on the sweet scented breeze.

CHORUS

A tingle shot through me.
For once my soul leapt and laughed.
Wis there mair than the pine in thon tiny wee waft?
The sensation o' spring blew ma cobwebs away.
A natural high at the dawn of a brand new day.

CHORUS
Track Name: Free Agents
FREE AGENTS
CHORUS:
I dreamt she held the hand of someone new.
Free agents can do.
I gotta find out if it's true.
So, I thought, if you don't mind,
I'd ask you?
I'd ask you?

She won't believe me
But I think of her a lot
I remember little moments that she'll think I forgot.
Still I don't deserve her.
It's my fault we're apart.
Fearing for my freedom brought an end before the start.

I can't make the change.
I'm too long in the tooth.
But the nights are long and lonely
To tell the honest truth.
So I spin in confusion,
And I'd just confuse her too.
So don't tell her I was asking.
That's the safest thing to do.

Tell me she's happy.
Please tell me she still gleams.
Is she holding hands, just like in my dreams?
If she has another,
Then he's one lucky guy.
And I'll curse this crazy fool,
Who let such a chance go by.
Track Name: The Ladies Left Behind
THE LADIES LEFT BEHIND
(Ian M. Bruce)
"Where are all the gentlemen?"
The question crossed my mind.
For here we have their widows,
The ladies left behind.
They've all come to the party,
To sit down in a row
Of sad eyes saying "Nowhere else to go".

CHORUS
The ladies don't take to the floor.
The ladies don't dance any more.

"Is there still ambition?"
The question crossed my mind.
"Did they grow too old to dream?"
The ladies left behind.
"Is there still steel will frailty denies?
Have they yielded to time
As it ever faster flies?"

CHORUS

"And who will be waiting?"
The question crossed my mind.
"Who will kiss the tears from
Will their loved ones greet them
At some great golden gate?
Will Peter hear them shout
"Hey, this was worth the wait?"

CHORUS

Many years have passed
Since these questions crossed my mind,
And we've become the ones
That the ladies left behind.
Were their expectations realised
Upon that final call?
For all those little ladies
Was there anything at all?

CHORUS

Maybe they met gentlemen.
Are they somewhere dancing again?