Biography:
Adam Carroll was born and raised in Texas, a state that has produced more than a few singer/songwriters with an uncanny ability to read the souls and touch the hearts of their listeners. With Far Away Blues, his debut album for Blue Corn Music, Adam Carroll joins the short list of down- home storytellers able to take the everyday events of ordinary lives and turn them into deeply moving, and often quite humorous, songs. Far Away Blues is more introspective
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Other songs:
- Amandas Song
- Bernadine
- Black Flag Blues
- Blondie And Dagwood
- Bubble Gum Or Bad Karma
- Caine River Blues
- Errols Song
- Gulf Coast Losers
- Highway Prayer
- Home Again
- Hunters Song
- Karaoke Cowboy
- Lacy
- Mr Snowcone Man
- Oklahoma Gypsy Shuffler
- Ol Milwaukees Best
- Pokin Around In The Ashes
- Race Car Joe
- Red Bandana Blues
- Rice Birds
- Rosemarys Song
- Silver Lakeside
- Smoky Mountain Taxi
- South Of Town
- The Dirty South
- The Girl With The Dirty Hair
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Adam Carroll - Silver Lakeside
C G
Well, the hillbillys taught me how to play guitar
D G
City slickers taught me how to be a star
C G
I don't have either of 'em down good yet
D G
So I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
D C G
Yeah I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
You had tough luck chasin low down guys
You started out sour now, you're pastureized
You got the same pretty mouth with a wiser tongue
I got radar ears, I can listen some
I got radar ears, I can listen to you some
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
I remember summer time boys camps, blankets and trunks
I dreamed I had a stripper in my upstairs bunk
I had a dirty kid mind that's how I got through
I could never love a stripper the way I loved you
I could never love a stripper the way I loved you
I wish I had more heart wish I stayed outta bars
Wish I had a big shot to sign my guitars
But a big shot's name is a paint pen scrawl
Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall
Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
The weather was dry and the whiskey was good
And bad luck you up-chucked it like I knew you would
Said God get me home, I won't do this again
Said I won't be your preacher, but I will be your friend
When your mama finds you like this, you're sure gonna need a friend
We're all lookin for something if it isn't too much
Some are lookin to tell and some are lookin to touch
There's a right time to talk and a wrong way to rub
If I'm lookin for something must be your love
If I'm lookin for something must be your love
And now the lake looks muddy man it's supposed to be silver
Got stood up on the bank but I got to remember
Everything in this world has two or more sides
Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride
Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride
So come on down to the silver lake now
Now we got more to do than the night will allow
You can stick your toes in the milky sand
We can rest our hearts where it all began
We can rest our hearts where it all began
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
C G
Well, the hillbillys taught me how to play guitar
D G
City slickers taught me how to be a star
C G
I don't have either of 'em down good yet
D G
So I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
D C G
Yeah I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
You had tough luck chasin low down guys
You started out sour now, you're pastureized
You got the same pretty mouth with a wiser tongue
I got radar ears, I can listen some
I got radar ears, I can listen to you some
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
I remember summer time boys camps, blankets and trunks
I dreamed I had a stripper in my upstairs bunk
I had a dirty kid mind that's how I got through
I could never love a stripper the way I loved you
I could never love a stripper the way I loved you
I wish I had more heart wish I stayed outta bars
Wish I had a big shot to sign my guitars
But a big shot's name is a paint pen scrawl
Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall
Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
The weather was dry and the whiskey was good
And bad luck you up-chucked it like I knew you would
Said God get me home, I won't do this again
Said I won't be your preacher, but I will be your friend
When your mama finds you like this, you're sure gonna need a friend
We're all lookin for something if it isn't too much
Some are lookin to tell and some are lookin to touch
There's a right time to talk and a wrong way to rub
If I'm lookin for something must be your love
If I'm lookin for something must be your love
And now the lake looks muddy man it's supposed to be silver
Got stood up on the bank but I got to remember
Everything in this world has two or more sides
Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride
Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride
So come on down to the silver lake now
Now we got more to do than the night will allow
You can stick your toes in the milky sand
We can rest our hearts where it all began
We can rest our hearts where it all began
Chorus:
D
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
C G
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
D
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
C G
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
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