Get all 7 Adam Beattie releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Live at The Old Church, Somewhere Round The Bend, The Road Not Taken, Arena Sessions (limited downloads), Songs of One Hundred Years/They'll Greet Me In Heaven Double EP, We'll Wave From The Shore, and Abu Bozy.
1. |
My Town Can Wait
04:46
|
|||
|
Heading out of town on the ‘meldrum road
Got down to the station, the wind blew cold
My old suit jacket and my trilby hat
Lay blowing in the wind next to where I sat
Chorus:
My life I give to you world
Greet me with open arms
My town it can wait
It’s going to be great
I’ll come back and tell you all
I’ll come back and tell you all
The train heading south was coming, breaking through the night
It must have seen me waiting, my time in this town is out
My friends, I know I’ll miss them, a few of them I will write
I turn and touch the window, my town goes out of sight
Chorus
I woke up on the platform, dustman sweeping past
This rambling, hungry feeling has not the strength to last
So I walk back to the square, and look up at my house
“One day, I know I’ll leave you and take the train down south”
Chorus
|
||||
2. |
Pretty Pink Shoes
03:30
|
|||
|
Pretty pink shoes, sparkling clean
Best thing anyone at school has seen
Lizzy left home sharp, 8.a.m.
First in the playground, she’s gonna show them
There’s a short cut round Ury way
Over the railroad track
You can gain ten minutes, maybe more
By skipping the fence round back
Well, there’s nothing like the bounce of brand new rubber
And seeing the sun when you look to the ground
The railway line was free, nothing was coming
Gravel on her shoes was the only sound
The playground was still and quiet
But in her heart there was a riot
With her right foot leading, her left fell behind
Tied by its lace to the railway line
She fumbled to get it loose
As if it were her final noose
And as her body heat rose
And her heart beat quickened
A faint rumble in the distance thickened
She looked up at the smoke rising
Then back at her shoe
It didn’t take long to decide what to do
Only a split second but that’s still too long
Dropped like a stone into a world gone wrong
Noone there to tell her that live will go on
|
||||
3. |
Bank Street
02:58
|
|||
|
Well the street just blends, you’d walk right past
But it splashed my face with love at last
On that top floor flat we spent each night
Hidden away, out of sight
Chorus:
Every street is paved with gold
When hand in hand with you
I just hope our two paths cross
Whatever we may do
We’d stay out late in back street bars
Then we’d stumble pointing at the stars
On that black and blue street we spent a year
Holding it tight as the end grew near
Chorus
Now and then I’ll walk that street
And with that window my eyes they meet
Who now lives there? I can’t handle
As I see the burning of another’s candle
Chorus
|
||||
4. |
Lonesome Pigeon
03:28
|
|||
|
Lonesome Pigeon don’t be shy
What you need won’t just fall from the sky
Kids like trees in the main square
But only the best birds can compete there
Best to stay here in these back streets
When something drops there’ll be no one to beat
Lonesome Pigeon you can’t fly
Walking will do, we’ll help you get by
Your wings aren’t necessary, neither your beak
And soon you’ll grow hands and feet
You broke a wing now you’re bound to the ground
There’s always hope with the tourists around
They’ll buy you dinner, a euro a bag
While fellow man kneels bare foot and rag
Who knows why but nature can be cruel
You’re more deserved than some homeless fool
Chorus
It’s like feeding a baby every time it cries
Numbers rise just like smoke into the skies
The smoke gets thicker, blocks out the sun
Before we know it we’re all on the run
Chorus
|
||||
5. |
Hand Of This World
03:29
|
|||
|
Six feet two, standing tall
Some men refuse to fall
He was born an orphan child
And thrown into the world
An early age and left to drown
In deep waters of his small town
But there’s no helping hand
For those from far off lands
Chorus:
And he still walks this land
Just trying the best he can
To shake the hand of this world
Dressing smart, head held high
These efforts were bound to die
For any friends he made
Were forced to fight or fade
The open sea is lonely and vast
But for some it’s peace at last
To hide away he tried
But his fate was with the tide
Chorus
|
||||
6. |
The Road To Kariba
02:46
|
|||
|
Smith was the best of a bad bunch, so they say
But the Blacks did not see their freedom this way
Now the fields are free from maize
In a state that not even heavy rains can save
Now all we can do is stand and watch
as this rose dries up and dies
Chorus:
On the road to Kariba,
does it mean nothing to you
To watch a flower dry up die
Would you trade a star for a sum
If the damage was done long after you were gone
Let go of the stalk it is causing you pain
The sweetness has gone and there’s nothing more to gain
The colour is fading fast how much longer can this last
Before a rose dries up and dies
Chorus
|
||||
7. |
Sea Breeze
04:08
|
|||
|
Woke up every hour since midnight
This new day is starting too slow
The same sun is finding my baby
I’m dressed and I’m ready to go
I was the first at the bus stop that morning
The new day was leading the day
I thought I heard that engine come burning
It’s never early, but maybe today
Chorus:
Well these summer days are melting
And everyone is feeling so blue
But the wintertime is welcome
Because I know I will be spending it with you
I’m feeling as fresh as the sea breeze
This blood in my veins wants out
My eyes they’re skipping and jumping
My legs they scream and shout
This is the day for which I’ve been waiting
The one that made me wish for summer to end
But please don’t let that sin be wasted
Or I’ll be my only friend
Chorus
We’re getting closer to your street
Maybe you were early too
Don’t worry, I’ve saved you a seat
Just like you’d hoped I‘d do
Why are you not looking at me
You must be dazzled by the morning light
You pass me as you walk towards
You pass me then you’re out of sight
Chorus
|
||||
8. |
There's No Santa Clause
03:00
|
|||
|
Stood on a spider, the sky is grey
Thunder and Lightning are coming out to play
The rooftops are growling, the trees shake their heads
I’m feeling so heavy now the sun has gone to bed
One day in the classroom I learnt about charge
And little drops of mass from which all is carved
Outside a rainbow hollowed out
The air tasted empty and filled me with doubt
That night I looked out over the rooftops from my house
The sunset is paler when all the lights are out
Most nights I’d gaze at the stars and the moon
But straight to bed I went cause I’ll be dreaming soon
The monsters have gone now, but Santa has too
Without heaven and angels what else can you do?
I made my worst face as sunshine turned fair
All day I watched T.V. my eyes wont go square
|
||||
9. |
Old Leather Bracelet
03:28
|
|||
|
That old leather bracelet, you wrote your name on the back
But now the letters are broken, the words are all cracked
A river starts as a raindrop and digs a valley deep
But I still dream about you, even in my sleep
Sometimes we get angry, it feels like a storm
But when morning comes the rain and wind have gone
Then we’re together, the sunshine through the blinds
This love has been a gift to us the only debt is time
I’ve walked the streets, I’ve travelled the land
But to find a girl like you is like diamonds in the sand
We went to Paris, we went to Rome,
But whenever you were in my arms it felt like home
That old leather bracelet, you wrote your name on the back
But now the letters are broken, the words are all cracked
A river starts as a raindrop and digs a valley deep
But I still dream about you, even in my sleep
|
||||
10. |
||||
|
Sunday morning, here I come
I’m gonna crash into you, crash and burn
I’ve got myself a six-pack and a paper-packed heart attack
A half of white rum too
I used to go to parties just on my own
Made out I was waiting on someone who did not come
From eight ‘til ten I felt dumb but after that I got some
Good friendships lasting none
In those days my morning head was fresh
And who’s lying next to me is anyone’s guess
Used to talk to people all through the night
Not knowing that we’re boring each other alright
I realised I was leaving a trail
Of victims unsteady and frail
I new I had to pack it in, my master plan had worn thin
And I couldn’t remember where I’d been
Sunday morning, here I come
I’m gonna crash into you, crash and burn
I’ve got myself a six-pack and a paper-packed heart attack
A half of white rum too
|
||||
11. |
My Baby Calls
03:14
|
|||
|
Well this mud is pulling me on my knees
I found some shelter under some old fir trees
Now at last I’m out of the rain
But I’m not sure where I am again
My baby calls, she asked me what I fear
The first thing that comes to me
Is the idea that she’s not here
The idea that she’s not here
Well the rain fills up in the rim of my hat
As an old stray dog comes down the track
I turn some corners, I climb some walls
But I just can’t find my way back
Chorus
Well I ask above to give me strength
To help me through this time again
But now it seems just like before
An endless ocean without a shore
Chorus
|
||||
12. |
Sixty Years
04:24
|
|||
Adam Beattie Scotland, UK
Scottish singer songwriter Adam Beattie has released 5 studio albums. His latest album ‘Somewhere Round The Bend’ received critical acclaim, "Uplifting reveries of love" - MOJO Magazine, "5/5 Master of powerful narratives” - RnR MAGAZINE, “8/10 “Stirring folk balladry” - THE LINE OF BEST FIT, “A very fine record, full of great moments” - RODDY HART, BBC RADIO SCOTLAND ... more
Adam Beattie recommends:
I crossed the line (EP 2014)
by Brooke Sharkey
Wonderful singing, composition and production
go to albumIf you like Adam Beattie, you may also like:
The latest album by Phill Reynolds, a project of Italian singer Silva Martino Cantele, takes listeners on an Americana-fueled musical ride.
go to album
A Sudden Nowhere
by Phill Reynolds
More smoky, melancholy folk from Italian singer-songwriter Phill Reynolds, laced with elements of Americana, country, and the blues.
go to album
The Studio Recordings Part One
by Fly My Pretties
The New Zealand's collaborative group's first studio album is chock-full of delightful folk and country music.
go to album
On this LP of gentle folk-pop, Durant looks to the water for the answer to life’s questions.
go to album
Wooh Dang (2019)
by Daniel Norgren
The Swedish singer-songwriter returns with an album of warm and intimate, yet elegantly constructed, psych-folk.
go to album
