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The Sonora Sessions

by Amy LaCour

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Four audio tracks from The Sonora Sessions live performance series: amylacour.tumblr.com

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released 20 September 2012
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Richard Barron at Sonora Recorders

Featuring:
Philip Bynoe, Bass
Karen Hammack, Piano
Sam Mazur, Drums
Roberto Montero, Guitar

All songs written by Amy LaCour, except "Mess Around" written by Ahmet Ertegun, UNICHAPPELL MUSIC INC/BMI

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Track Name: The Woman In Your Life (live)
Try not to take me for grated too often
And I’ll do the same every day that I can

For soon I’ll be the same old, the same old woman in your life
And we’ll share the same old, the same old lovin’ every night

I think us brave for this talk of forever
I think us brave to mean our promises
For this life is filled up with so many choices
It can be hard to find just where truth lives

And soon I’ll be the same old, the same old woman in your life
And we’ll share the same old, the same old lovin’ every night

And that suits me fine, my love
I’ve offered my time, my love
You’ve offered in kind, my love
So let it take flight, my love

My love

How good it feels to be sure of this one thing
In the face of a future of question and thirst
As life sweeps along with our plans, our ambitions
Let’s please remember to fight for this first

For soon I’ll be the same old, the same old woman in your life
And we’ll share the same old, the same old lovin’ every night

And that suits me fine, my love
Yes I choose this life, my love
So now we’ll proceed, my love
To fail, to succeed my love
Together

So try not to take me for granted to often
And I’ll do the same every day that I can
Track Name: Radio Static (live)
Lover, let me hear your voice tonight
Oh, just a whisper would drown out the stress and bring light
Radio static is all that I get out here
It’s cold and it’s lonely
My mind’s getting caught up in fear

That it’s my last night
Oh, your voice is all I want to hear

Lover, let me tell you just how cruel silence can be
Lets your thoughts take over
Leads you down dark, winding streets
I’ve driven for miles, searching for some sort of relief
But now I’m so tired
I don’t know a dream from a memory

Say it will be all right
Oh, your voice is all I need

Something has been missing
Your love it was the only thing
But that alone can’t save me
I would only wear you down with my needing

So I’m looking for the answers
Waiting for visions, for peace
But all I’ve got is my mind
And the pounding of my heartbeat

Say it will be alright
Oh, your voice is all I need

Lover, let me hear your voice tonight
Oh, just a whisper would drown out the stress, bring some light
Radio static is all that I get out here
It’s cold and it’s lonely
And my mind’s getting caught up in fear

That it’s my last night
Oh, your voice is all I want to hear
Track Name: Mess Around (live)
You can talk about the pit barbecue
The band was jumpin', the people too
Ah, mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around

Everybody was juiced, you can bet your soul
They did the boogie-woogie, with a steady roll
They mess around
They doin' the mess around
They doin' the mess around,
Everybody doin' the mess around

Now when I say stop, don't you move a peg
When I say go, just shake your leg
And do the mess around
I declare, do the mess around
Yeah do the mess around,
Everybody's doin' the mess around

Now you see that girl, with that diamond ring
She knows how to, shake that thing
Mess around
I declare, she can mess around
Ah, mess around,
Everybody’s doin’ the mess around
Track Name: Gracious (live)
You’re a big man
Oh yeah, you mean something
So you walk like that
It must feel good

Oh, it makes you high
The power in your hands
Think you can touch the sky
It must feel good

Some say all you ever wanted was this
And to be gracious
You say you’re blessed
Just to be gracious
You’d have been happy with less

Just to be gracious

You meet with big men
Across long tables
They are intimidated
It must feel good

They line their pocket books
With decisions that you make
So they can’t push their luck
Don’t that feel good?


Never to forget all the little people
Oh where would you be, but for the little people

You’re a big man
You’ll be remembered
This you understand
It must be good