Bluebird Days

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1.
04:20
"Together Now" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. We need to pray to Ullr, the Norse god of snow Sacrifice a pair of skis and burn 'em 'till they glow Maybe sacrifice some cells, wake up in a haze Ready for freshies with so many trails to blaze Together now, we'll make the clouds dump snow all night Together now, and when we wake the sun will shine bright Together now, we’ll pray to ski another bluebird day Together now, 'till then we're like surfers with no waves Just like the Vikings, we'll do a snow dance Sing and drink ourselves into a hypnotic trance Around the fire roastin' twinkies to keep the stoke high As ashes float up, big flakes will float down from the sky Together now, we'll make it through this snowy night Together now, when we awake the sun will shine bright Together now, get raccoon tans while we ski in champagne Together now, trackin' up the bowls and soakin' in the rays Tonight we'll dream of sunny snorkeling Tomorrow we'll scream with every face shot scene And from the chairs we'll cheer each other on Knowing local's secret stashes last all day long Together now, we know it's gonna snow all night Together now, and in the morning clouds are out of sight Together now, because we live for waist-deep ways Together now, with fatties we can float all day Together now, because we need some fresh pow Together now, we've gone too many days without Together now, for us it's never true what they say Together now, there's always friends on a powder day Together now Together now Together now Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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"Too Late To Turn Back Now" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. Babe we've come so far since we first met and I've got no regrets Now you say you're worried that I might leave But there's no reason to fret Because it's too late to turn back now Babe we're so far past the point of no return and now I'm hooked on you We put so much in to this relationship There's way too much to lose And it's too late to turn back now Maybe we'd each be happy with someone else But it's a matter of risk versus reward We're both too old to start all over again I'm all in and there's no need to keep score Babe it's easy to sink into a funk When you abuse love like a drug But I've got a fever like never before And the only prescription is more That's why it's too late to turn back now We got so close we almost overdosed Since our rendezvous in Paris, France We got lucky now we're in it for the long haul Soul mates never get a second chance Babe, we've come so far, and now here we are With so much more in store As long as I can still get my fix of you You know I'll never walk out the door Because it's too late to turn back now Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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"Birds And Worms" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. Birds are flyin’ outside my window Birds are cryin’ and outside the wind blows Words are flyin’ all over the page Another letter returned to sender, what a shame At least it's getting warm again, at least I'm still alive Got through the winter, then got cabin fever from bein' inside I just wish I could fly like those birds...(whistle) We were flyin’ out of control You were cryin’ out in the cold Our ducks they were flyin’ all in a row Then I made you cry, and now my bird has flown Dogs, they like to chase cats, and they like to eat muskrats And cats, they dream about fish, but they also chase birds And we all know what birds like... Worms....fighting brings pain, worms....after it rains Worms....with Mars and Venus brains Birds are flyin', and outside it's still cold Feels like I'm dyin', birds remindin' me I'm gettin' old Words come cryin' all over the page Another letter I'll never send her, could it be I'm slightly to blame I can write, but it might not ever help, when I'm cooped up all by myself Must be somethin' about the weather Makes me wanna see you shake your tail feather again For one last fling, cause I remember when We were together we could sing and fly High in the sky just like those Birds...(whistle) Birds are chirpin', flirtin' over melting snow Birds they tweet, that sweet sound we all know After you cried, all winter the sky stayed grey Somehow I knew then someday you'd fly away Now I'm mourning, like a turtle dove, layin' low, 'cause there's no more love Flyin' slow, they land and feed on seed, I wish that was my only need And it's the season for you to fly back, now Spring, when I think about you most Spring, you could migrate in from the coast Spring, but somehow I know you won't Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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06:14
"Trampoline" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. When I was a loner, my spirit was grounded Thought I'd never get a rush from the way life sounded A quiet life alone, a quiet life alone How high can I fly? Life with you - it's a trampoline Pushing upper limits, falling for you, feeling so free Music for my soul, weightless and in love, up among the trees Heavenly hang-time joy, occupying sky, what you do for me Just a change of luck, now I'm part of we Two instruments together, in harmony we dream Of good things to come, good things to come How high can I fly? Life with you - it's a trampoline Pushing upper limits, falling for you, feeling so free Music for my soul, weightless and in love, up among the trees Heavenly hang-time joy, occupying sky, what you do for me My heart beats as I bounce And I love the ups and downs But with you I feel free To enjoy the in-betweens And as my spirit soars, I'm craving more Together now we glide, along the staff of life Creating new crescendos, anticipating flight As we write our symphony, our symphony How high can I fly? Life with you - it's a trampoline Pushing upper limits, falling for you, feeling so free Music for my soul, weightless and in love, up among the trees Heavenly hang-time joy, occupying sky, what you do for me Forever we will float, connected like notes, in a melody How high can I fly, life with you, it's a trampoline Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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" A Wonderful Way To Fall" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. Lately, you've drifted into my mind Memories come and go, there’s no reason nor rhyme I wonder if we’ll ever get together again And sit and talk about all the good times when We used to laugh and drink and dance and sing Before we knew too much of anything Was it more than just a fling? It's a wonder we ever met at all It was a wonderful way to fall It's no wonder you never called What a wonderful way to fall We fell for each other, we fell in love We fell from grace, fell from high above We knew we’d get hurt, but in spite of it all What a wonderful way to fall You said it best when you said our timing was off We launched off that cliff, thought the landing was soft But when you ski in powder snow You can't always see the rocks below Even so, like snowflakes, we floated on air Would I do it over again, without a care Would I ever dare? It's a wonder we ever met at all It was a wonderful way to fall It's no wonder you never called What a wonderful way to fall We fell for each other, we fell in love We fell from grace, fell from high above We knew we’d get hurt, but in spite of it all What a wonderful way to fall High in the mountains no direction but down Didn’t know what to do except get out of town Thinking back on it now, we never gave it a chance Tumbling down like an avalanche We tried to be friends, but it was never the same We crashed and burned, nothing but ashes remain Now you're just an old flame… It's a wonder we ever met at all It was a wonderful way to fall It's no wonder you never called What a wonderful way to fall We fell for each other, we fell in love We fell from grace, fell from high above We knew we’d get hurt, but in spite of it all What a wonderful way to fall Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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03:45
"Blue Devils" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. She said do you really love me? in a French hotel I said indeed I do, my lovely mademoiselle Be it morning, noon or night, I just can’t get you out of my head For you, I’d give my soul to the devil when I’m dead But I’m too poor to ever ask your father for your hand This predicament has made me a melancholy man Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame Got no way to get a room, and no money for a meal Can’t find any work, and I’m too honest to steal The beautiful Annette, her father took her away Now I’m drinking at the bar and I’ve got no way to pay A rich man sittin’ next to me hears my story of woe Gives me ten thousand dollars and says I wouldn’t have to owe Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame I said why would you just give me this money free and clear He said because it would bring us all satisfaction and good cheer Then I learned he was gonna kill himself until he overheard my tale He said he couldn’t find happiness, and that his life had gotten stale Until he realized life’s greatest pleasure is to help the poor So I thanked him and then I left to go knock on her daddy’s door Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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03:51
"Boxed In" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. All day long, we stare and squares and screens At night we go to square homes, on squares of land And watch TVs with TV dinners in our laps Only to fall asleep and have square dreams Boxed in..........are we bound for the recycle bin? Will the one with the most boxes win? Or are we just livin’ in sin? No, I think we’re boxed in, just boxed in We’re all square pegs in a round world With ninety degree angles, and in need of our borders Who says rectangles are the natural order ? Why can’t we get round, or at least curled ? Boxed in..........are we bound for the recycle bin? Will the one with the most boxes win? Or are we just livin’ in sin? No, I think we’re boxed in, just boxed in No one thinks outside, we’re all afraid to commit We love to categorize, and make everything fit In gated communities, the fences are proof We’re cagin’ ourselves like animals in a zoo Boxed in..........are we bound for the recycle bin? Will the one with the most boxes win? Or are we just livin’ in sin? No, I think we’re boxed in, just boxed in Boxed in..........are we bound for the recycle bin? Will the one with the most boxes win? Or are we just livin’ in sin? No, I think we’re boxed in, yeah, just boxed in All day long, we stare and squares and screens Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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"Lonesome Hobo Blues" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. With a stuffed bandana, on a stick, he travels light so he can get lost quick It’s all he needs, and it’s all he owns, ain’t got no family, ain’t got no home Been called a troll and a tramp, a beggar and a bum, a gypsy and a clown, but he's not a single one He's a lonesome hobo, with a hole in his shoe, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues With that bindle sack, he's on the fly, probably live that way, until the day he dies Call him what you want, he’ll keep chuggin ahead, the only home he knows is that old ton of lead He's a vagabond, a wayfaring soul, only time he feels at home is when he's on a roll He's a lonesome hobo, with so much to see and do, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues Brown paper bag bottle, of liquid heat, and a cheap cigar stuck between his teeth Got a gravelly voice, got scraggly hair, he's got a big beer belly but he just don’t care When he's high on spirits, keeps his profile low, never cries when he's dry, hungry or cold He's a lonesome hobo, never means to be rude, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues Hasn't held a steady job, since he got back from the war, he's too proud to beg, so he's always too poor He's bound to ramble, he was born to roam, he can tell funny stories ‘till the cows come home Sometimes he works, but most of the time he plays, somehow he gets by without a penny to his name He's a lonesome hobo, on his way to somewhere new, just a lonesome hobo and he's got the blues Once he had a woman, but she flew the coop, now it’s newspaper blankets and mulligan stew Through rocky mountains and Midwest farms, rollin’ on the tracks until he's back in her arms He gets cold 'cause he's old, but the soup bowl's free, sleeps under stars, or when it rains a pine tree He's a lonesome hobo, finding ways to make do, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues With a sideways view, his destination’s unknown, trees fly by, but his bird has flown On track, on schedule, goin’ nowhere fast, as he crosses the ties, on the rails of his past Had his share of hard luck, his share of handouts, he may be down, but never down and out He's a lonesome hobo, who always pulls through, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues Hops a train at night, jumps a ride all day, across the great divide, prairies and plains The box car gets him where he wants to go, and deep down inside he's got a heart of gold Never believed in the devil, never believed in god, but he's too scared to steal, borrow, cheat or rob He's a lonesome hobo, never graced a church pew, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues He's had a ragged life, all ripped and torn, been that way since the day he was born He never stops unless it runs out of steam, the whistle wakes him up from crazy hobo dreams He's been no stranger to trouble, or telling white lies, someday he's gonna catch the westbound to die He's a lonesome hobo, a little like me and you, just a lonesome hobo, and he's got the blues Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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03:26
"Look It Up" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. I could show you how, but I ain’t no teacher I won’t write you instructions or describe every feature But I wrote you this song, even though I can’t sing If I was a librarian, I’d say the same thing Look it up, I don’t have time to explain Got too many thoughts floatin’ around in my brain Look it up, I know the answer but you’re botherin’ me I don’t have the patience, and I don’t work for free I’m not at your service, I’ve got better things to do You need to leave me alone, and go ask somebody new Look it up I’m getting tired of always being that go-to-guy Bombarded with who what when where and why? Whether it’s in person, by email or phone I can’t take any more questions, so you’re on your own Look it up, I don’t have time to explain Got too many thoughts floatin’ around in my brain Look it up, I know the answer but you’re botherin’ me I don’t have the patience, and I don’t work for free I’m not at your service, I’ve got better things to do You need to leave me alone, and go ask somebody new Look it up You need to learn to be more self-sufficient I’m all out of favors and I’m far from omniscient Next time you want my help, just play this song Chances are the internet is right and I’m wrong Look it up, I don’t have time to explain Got too many thoughts floatin’ around in my brain Look it up, I know the answer but you’re botherin’ me I don’t have the patience, and I don’t work for free I’m not at your service, I’ve got better things to do You need to leave me alone, and go ask somebody new Look it up No I won’t write you a cheat sheet or draw you a doodle So go online and try Yahoo or Google Look it up Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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04:02
"Big Air" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. Lift-off aborted, on a powder day With deadlines to meet, and bills to pay Sometimes I get depressed, pressure gets me down When I’m stuck inside working in a building downtown Sometimes I daydream when life seems like a chore Can’t wait to hit the slopes again, I’m ready to soar I’m glad I’ve been floating through life, when I get big air I’m slicing through the sky like a knife, when I get big air If I don’t stick the landing, it’s alright, when I get big air It’s not the destination, it’s the flight, when I get big air No kickers to hit, in this cubicle cell It's snowing out my window while I'm stuck here in hell Just enough to get by, is all I can do When I know I've got some time off coming up soon Behind my desk I just sit in this uncomfortable chair Behind my eyes I can fly, until I'm really there I’m glad I’ve been floating through life, when I get big air I’m slicing through the sky like a knife, when I get big air If I don’t stick the landing, it’s alright, when I get big air It’s not the destination, it’s the flight, when I get big air Might have to call in sick tomorrow from the first chair For what I put up with, it's only fair I should be worried I could die, but I just don’t care I never feel more alive, than when I’m gettin’ big air Failure to launch, too much to get done No time to play, no room for any fun When the weight of the world is heavy on my mind In my thoughts I drift off, far away from the grind When I feel low, I know I can rise above Can’t wait to feel it again, that sensation I love I’m glad I’ve been floating through life, when I get big air I’m slicing through the sky like a knife, when I get big air If I don’t stick the landing, it’s alright, when I get big air It’s not the destination, it’s the flight, when I get big air Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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05:44
"She's A Dodo" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. When she looks at you she smiles so deviously, she’s a dodo When you meet her you fall in love immediately, she’s a dodo She’d get away with murder, if looks could kill, she’s a dodo She aims to please, with impressive skill, she’s a dodo She’s perfectly built, but a little bit dense Why every guy wants her? It makes perfect sense She’s a symbol of obsolescence, she’s a dodo She’s a bird of a feather, wants to flock together, she’s a dodo Out lookin’ for action, can’t get no satisfaction, she’s a dodo Her head’s in the clouds, and she talks too loud, she’s a dodo She’s the ultimate flirt, smokin’ hot in a skirt, she’s a dodo She loves to walk on the wild side Livin’ like she knows it’s near the end of the line Every night a different guy, she’s not likely to thrive, she’s a dodo She rules the dance floor, dresses like a cheap whore, she’s a dodo Always looks bored, and she always wants more, she’s a dodo She gets too high, but she’s never sure why, she’s a dodo She’s one of a kind, but so easy to find, she’s a dodo She wasn’t made to fly or last But until she goes extinct, she’s livin’ life fast Thinks it’s ‘69 at the Whiskey A-Go-Go, she’s a dodo She’s a chick who dug me, then she drugged me, she’s a dodo She believes in free love, kind of looks like a dove, she’s a dodo Walks from fling to fling, ‘cause she ain’t got wings, she’s a dodo Outdated and endangered, but to her no one’s a stranger, she’s a dodo One chromosome short of achieving flight She’s down to earth, but her future’s not bright Far out, right on and out of sight, she’s a dodo She’s a bird, but she cannot fly, she’s a dodo She’ll break your heart, and you’ll never know why, she’s a dodo Her kind won’t survive, but she’s still alive, she’s a dodo Lives like a hippie from another time, she’s a dodo Evolution can be so cruel She comes from an island with a bad gene pool Someday they’ll learn about her in school, she’s a dodo She's a dodo Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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"Love Is Like A Rose" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. Love is like a rose, it’s gonna die in just a couple of days She can keep it in water, near a window to soak in some rays It’s pretty in the beginning, then it wilts over the edge of the vase Smells so good at first, next thing you know it’s stinkin’ up the place Love is like a rose, it’s never worth what you have to pay It might come with a card, but it never says what she wished it would say Just when she gets used to it, it’s time to throw it away Living things all die, and that’s why love’s never here to stay Love is short and painful, it grows until it gets cut down With promises of forever that never seem to stick around Like a thorn in your side, she lies but you keep hangin’ on It’s too late when you realize, it dies before you know it’s gone Love is like a rose, it’s pleasing to your eyes and your nose It’s the gift that says I wanna see you out of your clothes But as the petals fall, love comes to a close Nothing’s meant to last, love is like a rose Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.
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"When I'm Gone" Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley. A lot of girlfriends broke up with me, I made it easy for them to do But I broke up with a lot of them, maybe even broke a heart or two Well I straight-up quit a whole lot of jobs, got fired from some too Hung my hat in a whole lot of places, seemed I was always on the move You can laugh about the crazy things I did when I'm gone You can cry about the nice guy that I was when I'm gone You can sigh about how little I tried when I'm gone Shake your head about the stupid things I said when I'm gone And maybe you'll remember this here song Maybe you'll listen and sing along When I'm gone I've cheated, lied and stolen, should've learned more than a lesson or two Tried to poison, torture and destroy myself, but every time I tried I'd lose My big mouth got me in big trouble, had more than my share of the blues Did as little as possible to get by, made it a challenge to coast and cruise You can laugh about the crazy things I did when I'm gone You can cry about the nice guy that I was when I'm gone You can sigh about how little I tried when I'm gone Shake your head about the stupid things I said when I'm gone And maybe you'll remember this here song Maybe you'll listen and sing along When I'm gone Learned to be hard-working and honest, somehow along the way Lived and loved, lost and won, then this old wild man got tame Settled in and settled down, even learned to filter what I say Can't help but regret so many mistakes, I replay in my head every day You can laugh about the crazy things I did when I'm gone You can cry about the nice guy that I was when I'm gone You can sigh about how little I tried when I'm gone Shake your head about the stupid things I said when I'm gone And maybe you'll remember this here song Maybe you'll listen and sing along When I'm gone Copyright © ℗ 2018 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved.

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Bold acoustic ski bum garage rock songs with traces of folk, blues, funk, punk, psychedelic, reggae, art rock and Americana mostly about wanting to fly high and ski on sunny powder days in the mountains to escape the blues.

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released June 21, 2020

Copyright © & Sound Recording Published ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All words & music for all songs written by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved. All songs arranged, produced, recorded, mixed & mastered at Scott Cooley Music Productions studio in Grand Blanc, Michigan, USA by Scott Cooley. All vocals, guitars, bass, ukulele, piano, marimba, harmonica, drums, percussion & whistling performed by Scott Cooley. Studio album released June 21st, 2020 on Scott Cooley Records catalog # SCR09 with cover art photograph by Richard E. Cooley. Total playing time 61 minutes.

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