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There was nothing I could do boy
I'll tell you from the heart
Right from the start
It wasn't me and you
And if I'm gonna be with you boy
I'm tired of all the games
You know we want the same
What am I to do?
Can I give you a sign?
Tell you you're mine
Because it's so right
When we all get back together
Me and my friends are for ever and ever
So nice when we're all sharing our dreams
There for each other, you know just what I mean
Back to back, cheek to cheek
This is where we like to meet
Don't be shy, don't be late

Meeting here with all our mates
Because you know when I'm with you girl
We'll always get along
Feeling so strong
You're like a rock to me
Now when you're with another
We'll always be the same
Like sunshine in the rain
Do you know what you mean to me?
Can I give you a sign?
Tell you you're mine
Because it's so right
When we all get back together
Me and my friends are for ever and ever
So nice when we're all sharing our dreams
There for each other you know just what I mean
Because it's so right
When we all get back together
Me and my friends are for ever and ever
So nice when we're all sharing our dreams
There for each other you know just what I mean
Because it's so right
When we all get back together
Me and my friends are for ever and ever
So nice when we're all sharing our dreams
There for each other you know just what I mean
Because it's so right
When we all get back together
Me and my friends are for ever and ever
So nice when we're all sharing our dreams
There for each other you know just what I mean

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Where should I start…these stories, my music, it comes from all the places I’ve been, the people I’ve been blessed to play music along side, the way it feels to play my guitar until it bleeds or to bang on that old piano in my living room until my shoulders ache and my fingers won’t move anymore. From Georgia to New York, New York to the road; Charleston and Memphis, Vermont to Chicago. Turned 21, then 22…released my first record with The District…Maine and Boston and who knows where else…made love in the grass and meant it…walked down Wilshire, blinking in the Los Angeles sun… got lost in Delaware scrambling to get home to my family after too much time…swam in the ocean with the boys, thanking God for purple and orange Florida sunrises. Soaked up New Orleans…tried to become Levon Helm; realized I wasn’t much of a drummer……turned 23. Wrote A Drop In The Ocean with Zach Berkman and then put it away for six months because I didn’t get it…fell in love…drank whiskey from the bottle and howled at the moon…released Last Call…played the blues back-to-back with Buz in Charlotte and just about everywhere else along that godforsaken highway…the van broke down…we fixed it…the van broke down again. Got lost heading to South Carolina and ended up in Alabama…fell out of love and hit my head on the way towards the bottom…turned 24…made a Christmas album, because, damn it, I like Christmas albums. Played big rooms…played small rooms …listened to Van Morrison and cried…listened to trains scream somewhere off in the distance on ink-black sleepless nights… I traced the outline of a woman’s face on a piece of paper; someone I loved and didn’t want to forget once we’d put the whole thing to bed. The picture didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped, so I took my ink-stained fingers and spelled her name out in big, smeared letters on my arm. I guess that’s all I’ve ever really had…my words. This music is the story of where I’ve been, who I am, and where I’m going…these songs are my life.

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