Bob Moore played bass...( Inever thought in a million years I'd be on a record with Bob Moore)
Terry Eldredge sang harmony ( or that I'd be singing a duet with Terry Eldredge)
'Uncle' Josh Graves played the dobro
Johnny Warren played his fathers fiddle (his father is Paul Warren)
Chris Sharp played guitar
Chuck Turner played the snare
......and I played the banjo and sang- (using the term very loosely)
"My Rowdy Life and Times" is really " My Dirty Life and Times" a Warren Zevon song from his last cd "The Wind" . ..
I had been writing and working on the songs that are now a part of "It's Never 2 Late" for a year or so when I happened into a "Barnes and Noble" bookstore that had one of those listening stations set up, and "The Wind" was on the play list...."My Dirty Life and Times" was the first song to come up; as soon as I heard it I knew this was the very song I had been needing to complete this record with...At the time I was referring to the project as "The Prodigal Son"-mainly due to the fact that most of the songs were inspired by my own personal experiences of being a gun-totin', knife wieldin', tobacco chewing, snuff dippin', pot smokin', coke snortin', beer guzzlin', liquor drinkin, whiskey runnin', 'banjo pickin' hillbilly that left home and squandering my birthright on drugs and alcohol and rioteous living- all the while thumbin' my nose at authority of any kind etc...the kind of stuff that really made it seem like "my shadow was casting me and the sun wasn't shining'".....
the banjo starts it off and it goes like this.......
" SOMETIMES I T SEEMS LIKE MY SHADOW'S CASTING ME
somedays the sun don't shine
sometimes I wander what tomorrow's going to bring
when I think about my rowdy life and times
One day I came to a fork in the road and I just wouldn't go where I was told
now they'd hunt me down and hang me for my crimes if they knew about my rowdy life and times
Johnny Warren fiddles and Uncle Josh plays the dobro
I once had a girl 'til she went out for a stroll
I should have run after her
but it's hard to keep a girl with a heart of gold
when you're living in a four-letter world
but if she won't love me, her moma will she's from "Say-one -thing-and-do-another's-ville"
and she can't seem to make up her mind when she hears about my rowdy life and times
and the banjo plays a little
sometimes it seems like my shadows casting me
somedays the sun don't shine
sometimes I wander how I'm still running free
all up and down the line"
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