Westerner

by The Wynntown Marshals

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1.
Well I don’t have much to offer In fact I’m pretty broke But you’re the part of me that’s missing The punch line to my favourite joke Well I know that I messed up the last time You messed up the time before that Let’s put the past behind us Come on honey, take me back If you’re looking for a man With a five year plan Well I don’t look that far ahead But you can have this here heart instead You can have my heart You’re welcome to it It’s been scuffed like these old shoes Been round the block a time or two Well I know I can make you happy Like I should’ve done from the start You can’t have everything you want But you can have my heart Well I’m just an old romantic Been waiting round for hours With a bottle of wine in one hand And a bunch of forecourt flowers The rain falling on the rooftop Taps out its sad refrain Well I’ve heard this tune so many times That it’s burned into my brain I’m just asking for your hand I think we’ll do just fine We’ve both had too much messing around and we’re running out of time But you can have this here heart if you like You can have my heart You’re welcome to it It’s been scuffed like these old shoes Been round the block a time or two Well I know I can make you happy Like I should’ve done from the start You can’t have everything you want But you can have my heart And I’ve been waiting round for nothing With this rain filling up my shoes I’ve been waiting round for nothing You can’t win I can’t win Well, I can’t lose You can have my heart You’re welcome to it It’s been scuffed like these old shoes Been round the block a time or two Well I know I can make you happy Like I should’ve done from the start You can’t have everything you want But you can have my heart
2.
She was always something special A diamond shining bright in the rain Everybody dreams of angels No one would ever know How much I love you so Now it all seems funny, kinda like a dream Things ain’t always what they seem What a shame, what happened to Jayne You were always on my mind Child like summer days in the sun Slowly my wishes turned to sadness Time don’t heal a broken gun I wish I’d never let you go Even now I just want you to know That it all seems funny, kinda like a dream Things ain’t always what they seem What a shame, what happened to Jayne Now she’s breaking hearts in heaven Shining bright in the sky I still hear her voice in the wind I still think of you in the night Well I guess you’ll never know How much I need her so Now it all seems funny, kinda like a dream Things ain’t always what they seem What a shame, what happened to Jayne Now it all seems funny, kinda like a dream Things ain’t always what they seem What a shame, what happened to Jayne
3.
02:57
They took me in the 60s Back to their city by the sea Left my mother and my brothers dead In their Spanish colony Some say I cost a fortune Not a lot in modern times But they’d queue all day to see me Kids and adults, stood in line Maybe one day you’ll see You could all be orphans just like me And I hope you understand That your dreams can disappear like a snowflake in your hands They probed and studied endlessly Quite why I’ll never understand I didn’t want to be part of Some fascist propaganda plan They put my face on postcards And on the front of magazines On every map and tourist trap Even on the silver screen Maybe one day you’ll see You could all be orphans just like me And I hope you understand That your dreams can disappear like a snowflake in your hands Maybe one day you’ll see You could all be orphans just like me And I hope you understand That your dreams can disappear like a snowflake in your hands And though I might be different Your people paid their hard earned money Just for a glimpse of me And when I’m gone I hope you will remember There may be others out there just like me And when I’m gone I hope you will remember There may be others out there just like me I hope you can see…
4.
As the sun grew hot We knew it was time to stop So we took that room in the old railway hotel You and I were there Sat in rocking chairs Taking in the high sierra air As the sun came up The top went down And we drove amongst the giant trees As we descended The road it bended Took us past the meadow to the trailhead We climbed those endless steps To the top of Nevada Falls And I’d never felt this high before And the beating of our hearts Sounded like the thunder in the valley You could hear it for miles and miles and miles and miles around We got soaked to the skin Swear I’d never felt so alive And I was so wet that I couldn’t light my cigarette Just stood under the awning Watching the rain And you said let’s drive, let’s just drive We climbed those endless steps To the top of Nevada Falls And I’d never felt this high before And the beating of our hearts Sounded like the thunder in the valley You could hear it for miles and miles and miles and miles around And the beating of our hearts Sounded like the thunder in the valley You could hear it for miles and miles and miles and miles around
5.
02:35
6.
03:32
Watching through the window of a Greyhound bus At some strange guy doing yoga in Reno Should’ve thought twice about the Prince’s advice Take the bus he said but man what does he know? 48 hours, it’s only two days of my life Saved a couple of dollars thought a window seat would be nice Let me take this tale back a day or two Got the call we had to meet in Chicago Ditched the Amtrak option without a word of caution Left the sunny streets of San Francisco 48 hours, it’s just two days of my life Thought I might meet some folks along for the ride Now it’s half way through day one And I’m trying to avoid talking to the over-friendly guy in the seat next to me (I think he likes me) Now I’m reading this borrowed western And my walkman’s playing steel guitar Next time I’m going down this road swear I’ll rent a car Stopped somewhere in Utah thought I might as well get high At least I might sleep if I’m stoned The woman on crack from the seat near the back Left her kids on the bus all alone 48 hours, it’s just two days of my life Say you’ll be there when I arrive Now it’s half way through day two And I’m trying to avoid talking to the over-friendly guy in the seat next to me (I think he likes me) Now I’m reading this airport thriller And my walkman’s playing steel guitar Next time I’m going down this road swear I’ll rent a car
7.
07:18
Born in St Paul, Minnesota in 1914 Gil eloped with Janet Cummins, still only 19 He majored in architecture at university But he took to painting ‘cos that’s what he wanted to be Moved to Chicago in ’34, that’s when the story starts He enrolled in day and night class at the Academy of Art Mosby taught him everything he needed to know Moved back to St Paul in ’36, he opened a studio Gil got his big break over the next four or five years Painting calendar girl after calendar girl for Louis F. Dow He captured the heart of the average American Joe After the war he started working for Brown & Bigelow Man he’d paint them, pretty women They’d send ‘em to the GI’s overseas The flyboys’d use them on their nose art Advertisers used them to sell tires & beer Advertisers used them to sell tires & beer Man he’d paint them, pretty women They’d send ‘em to the GI’s overseas The flyboys’d use them on their nose art Advertisers used them to sell tires & beer Advertisers used them to sell tires & beer
8.
I need something new To help me move on without you Cos I hear you’re doing fine At least you got me off your mind Your news hit hard No real surprise it was on the cards This hand that I’ve been dealt Feels like a punch below the belt And these last months I’ve been blaming myself And it’s bad for my heart And it’s bad for my health I’m on a non-stop roundabout Tearing my hair out When all I want is just some semblance of the life we had You’re all that I want You’re all that I want Now summer’s here The sun should help to dry these tears I hope the clouds will stay away Carry the rain to another state I can run for miles It’s nice down here by the canal The rain spatters off of the path and into my eyes I feel content for a little while And these last months I’ve been blaming myself And it’s bad for my heart And it’s bad for my health I’m on a non-stop roundabout Tearing my hair out When all I want is just some semblance of the life we had You’re all that I want You’re all that I want You’re all that I want You’re all that I want
9.
02:13
Oh Nelly my love I’m writing you this letter One day when things are better You can write me back Though I can’t see you Swear I can reach you ‘Cos you make the sun come through When skies are black Through my darkest days All these endless winter rains You taught me things I never knew I had These three little words That you swear you never heard Now I hang on every little thing you say Oh Nelly my love I hope you can remember I’m here ‘cos I never Backed out of a fight They say we’ve got one This could be your last, son Just remember That what we do is right Through these darkest days All this misery and pain I keep the things you taught me deep inside With these three little words I sign off the time I’ve served I love you Nelly oh my darling bride I love you Nelly oh my darling bride I know I’m right
10.
Brace my arms with your muddied knees Hold me down so I cannot break free Comfort me in my time of need My father never taught me how to bleed Divine Compassion Takes me far away Into the darkness I’m descending I’ll sleep until the pain I feel has ended I want to blank out everything I’ve seen 10,000 corpses dressed in olive green I can see the boys from school out on parade Did we really sign up for this charade? Divine Compassion Takes me far away Into the darkness I’m descending I’ll sleep until the pain I feel has ended Blue cross gas hangs in clumps in holes Formed by shells that fell the night before The prize a medal hung upon our chest Not the tender crush of your sweet caress Divine Compassion Takes me far away Into the darkness I’m descending I’ll sleep until the pain I feel has ended The generals laugh while they smoke cigars The devil hides the victor’s battle scars The flowers are dead the birds they do not sing And darkened skies cover everything
11.
Well you stopped to pick up the change you dropped by the telephone But you won’t bend over backwards to walk the forest all alone I could offer some assistance, maps or some memories Three’s a crowd for some folks but two is company Now I don’t want to make you feel like you should be scared in the woods There’s a rumour going around, says you’re damaged goods I like your imperfections they’re OK with me Three’s a crowd for some folks but two is company Dancing’s just one way of letting go You don’t need to know the steps we can take it slow Dancing’s just one way of letting go You don’t need to know the steps we can take it slow I like your imperfections they’re OK with me Three’s a crowd for some folks but two is company

about

On this, their debut full-length release, the Marshals' sound can loosely be described as ‘country rock', although the power pop hooks of "Two's Company" and the Stones-y swagger of "You Can Have My Heart" convey the band's love of guitars, their way with a catchy chorus and their unabashed belief in the power of rock music as a storytelling medium.

Up to this point, the band has supported several world-renowned Americana acts including Richmond Fontaine and Jason & The Scorchers and, in 2008, toured the UK opening for the influential American singer-songwriter Chuck Prophet, performing to critical acclaim at the 2008 and 2009 Kilkenny Rhythm & Roots Festivals in Ireland.

Released in the UK in May 2010, their debut album "Westerner" was produced by the band and Graham Deas (KT Tunstall, Super Furry Animals). The album immediately received several excellent reviews, including 9/10 from AmericanaUK ("as good as Americana gets") and received 5 stars in Maverick magazine ("quite simply stunning").

Renowned Dutch music magazine 'Heaven' described the record as "one of the best European Americana records ever" with the celebrated US Americana website NoDepression.com declaring the album as a strong contender for their 'debut disc of 2010'.

Chief songwriter Keith Benzie follows the storytelling tradition of the Americana genre and touches on some diverse subject matter, including the world's only albino gorilla ("Snowflake"), 50s pin-up artists ("Gil") and the devastation of trench warfare ("Divine Compassion").

Pedal steel-drenched ballads ("Nelly" and "All That I Want") serve as a counterpoint to songs like the epic, pastoral, slow burner "Thunder in the Valley" and the band's Hammond-organ led, widescreen paean to a Greyhound trip gone bad "48 Hours".

Throughout the album, the excellent guitar and pedal steel interplay and the heartfelt lyrics and vocals help the band forge a sound that is truly their own.

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released May 1, 2010

The Wynntown Marshals:

Keith Benzie: Lead Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Iain Sloan: Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Backing Vocals
Keith Jones: Drums, Backing Vocals
Iain Barbour: Lead Guitar

with:
Simon Ritson: Bass Guitar
Ali Petrie: Keyboards

Produced and recorded at Substation (Rosyth, Fife) by Graham Deas, Iain Sloan, Keith Benzie, and Keith Jones

Mastered by Peter Haigh at Pier House Studios, Edinburgh

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The Wynntown Marshals Edinburgh, UK

Formed in Edinburgh in 2007, The Marshals tip their hat to The Jayhawks, Wilco, Drive-By Truckers, Tom Petty, Ryan Adams & Neil Young.

Their sound can loosely be described as ‘country rock' with powerpop hooks, but they love layered guitars, catchy choruses and have an unabashed belief in the power of rock music as a storytelling medium.

The new album "The Long Haul" is out now!
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