Track 8 of "Rollin' On". Written by Jesse Daniel
I stepped into a barroom on a cold and windy evening, saw a man there sitting at a stool
He sat there looking sorry with a big bouquet of flowers, liquored up and smoking like a fool
So I looked at him, he looked at me and I said “How ‘bout the weather?”
He said “You know, pal, that ain’t whats on my mind. I’ve made a big mistake again,
So just for now I will pretend she ain't mad at home until closing time.”
So I’m bringin’ home the roses in the pretty colored paper
Like I’ve done so many times before
'Cause honesty ain’t never done this old boy any favors
Flowers just might get me through the door
I’ve always been the kind of man who learned from his experience, this time I just took him at his word
I thought about my wife at home, just sittin’ sad and all alone, I know that ain’t what my sweet gal deserves
So I called her up near closing time, to let her know whats on my mind and I’d be coming home just after two
But judging by her pitch and tone and her screaming on the telephone
I might need those flowers more than you
So I’m bringin’ home the roses in the pretty colored paper
Like I’ve never had to do before
'Cause honesty ain’t never done this old boy any favors
Flowers just might get me through the door
And flowers just might get me through the door
from
Rollin' On,
released March 27, 2020
All songs performed by Jesse Daniel
Acoustic/Electric Guitar and Vocals – Jesse Daniel
Backup Vocals – Jodi Lyford
Upright and Electric Bass – Kevin Smith
Drums – Tom Lewis
Lead Guitar – John Carroll
Pedal Steel – Tommy Detamore
Piano – T Jarod Bonta
Accordion – Michael Guerra
Fiddle – Hank Singer
Nylon Guitar and Fiddle – Bobby Flores
Produced by Tommy Detamore and Jesse Daniel
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Tommy Detamore at Cherry Ridge Studios, Floresville TX.
Photos, design and layout by Molly Gilholm
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