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Pleasureville

by The Potter's Field

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1.
The curtain goes up, on this old wooden stage We're all here tonight, and here's where we'll stay The people they smile, as those lights flicker on Mostly they listen, but some sing along And just for an hour, they have the power To forget all their troubles, On With the Show Music it echoes, out into the night Moon through the windows, makin' everything shine Some wear pretty dresses, some dusty work boots But in the end, they all leave two by two And just for an hour, they have the power To forget all their troubles, hey, On With the Show An old couple dances, back behind all the seats The woman she follows, the old man, well, he leads Me, I keep starin' at that clock on the wall I know it won't be long, 'till that big curtain falls But just for an hour, yeah, I have the power To forget all my troubles, and get On With the Show But just for an hour, we all have the power So let's forget all our troubles, and get On With the Show Let's forget our troubles...
2.
There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole It follows me around wherever I go There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind Left her in a place nobody can find Got a pretty little girl in the back of my mind Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me People ain’t as kind as they used to be Man in the town says he’s lookin’ for me In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out Everybody gonna see what I’m all about In the middle of the night is where the truth comes out In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me At the end of a rope I’ll be set free In a cold dark hole is where they’ll bury me There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole It follows me around wherever I go There’s a one-eyed bird on a high line pole It follows me around wherever I go...
3.
5am and the rain won't stop I'm gonna think about nothin' all day I need to sleep, but on second thought I'm gonna think about nothin' all day Newspaper said that the war's still on I'm gonna think about nothin' all day I'll just leave it to the Pentagon I'm gonna think about nothin' all day I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day And while away some time It don't matter what the people say I know the sun will shine Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day Bank man said that the money's all gone I'm gonna think about nothin' all day Preacher man told me I'm doing wrong I'm gonna think about nothin' all day My friends all tell me that I've lost my mind cause I'm gonna think about nothin' all dau 24 hours and I'll be fine But, I'm gonna think about nothin' all day I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day And while away some time It don't matter what the people say I know the sun will shine Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day Please don’t think that I don’t care But I’m just barely hangin’ on So much bad news everywhere The world won’t miss me while I’m gone I'm gonna think about Nothin' All Day And while away some time It don't matter what the people say I know the sun will shine Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day Tomorrow I'll see it in a different way But for now I'm thinkin' about Nothin' All Day And for now you're thinkin' about Nothin' All Day So for now let's think about Nothin' All Day
4.
There's a blind man in the graveyard with a shovel in his hand Some folks they claim that he's the devil Others say he's just a man He runs the still down by the river and the whorehouse on the hill And if his whiskey doesn't kill you Those women surely will Pretty girl sits in the window She got that sympathetic stare She'll lead a thirsty man to water Then leave him drownin' there Across the street they got a bottle that can take away the pain But once you reach the bottom You may never stand again In Pleasureville Stand in Pleasureville In the road there stands a gambler Burnin' hundred dollar bills He says "it ain't about the money No, it's all about the thrills" There's a man that looks like Elvis Sellin' one way tickets out But those tracks are old and rusted And the engine's broken down In Pleasureville Broke down in Pleasureville Graveyard man says not to worry "What you need's a resting place" Then you start to choke and struggle As the dirt falls on your face As the people throw the roses And the preacher shouts amen That ole devil moves on to another Starts it all over again In Pleasureville Again in Pleasureville In Pleasureville Downtown Pleasureville There's a blind man in the graveyard with a shovel in his hand Some folks they claim that he's the devil...
5.
Ghosts 04:28
I come from a long line of deceivers Angry, foul-mouthed unbelievers I come from a long line abusers Fiery-tempered, deluded make-believers They'd rather take up the bottle than take up the plow Never could get it right anyhow I come from a long line of schemers Charlatan, charismatic beguilers I come from a long line of dreamers Romantic starry-eyed underachievers They're quick to tease and eager to please But they'll always leave you on your knees I don't mean to scare you, but I don't give a damn Take me or leave me, this is who I am I come from a long line of heartache I'll try to stay but I know it won't take And while my love comes on strong I'm afraid it won't last very long, 'cause I'm quick to tease and eager to please But I'll always leave you, I'll always leave you I'll always leave you on your knees I come from a long line of deceivers Angry, foul-mouthed unbelievers
6.
One of these days, I’m gonna change One of these days, I’m gonna change Try something different Try something new Just for a change Just for a change Won’t be long now, till I break these chains Won’t be long now, till I break these chains There’s nothin’ to stop me There’s nothin’ to fear I’ll break these chains I’ll break these chains Just like a river that flows to the sea I’ll be let loose and forever be free Never the man that I was before Closing the door on the past and what’s more... I’ll break these chains I’ll break these chains One of these days, I’m gonna change One of these days, I’m gonna change There’ll be no surrender There’ll be no retreat Cause I’m gonne change Yeah, I’m gonna change Just for a change
7.
Coffee, just one cream Quiet place for you to dream First big storm of spring You’ll be on that front porch swing Whistle of a train A good book when it rains Pair of worn in boots Lazy Sunday barbecue Everything’s just right You know what I like Small downtown cafe Breakfast any time of day Campfires in the night Smell of embers burning bright Everything’s just right You know what I like Troubles come and go, just like storms out on the sea You always seem to know, just what it is I really need Night sky full of stars Just like candles in the dark Fiddle music in the air Doesn’t matter when or where Everything's just right You know what I like You know what I like You know what I like Coffee, just one cream Quiet place for you to dream First big storm of spring You’ll be on that front porch swing
8.
He woke up on Sunday and made one last mark on the wall The last time he lived as a free man, he couldn't recall Since then it's been nothin' but dodging these big iron doors Tryin' to stay out of trouble and settlin' scores They gave him some old clothes and said "don't you ever come back" The rest of his life and a Bible tucked into a sack Twenty one years to forget all the things that he'd done He walked through the front gate his face turned up into the sun... and he said... Help me to be just a little less angry and misunderstood I don't wanna waste my whole life sayin'..."you know that I would if I could" Give me the strength Lord, to do all the things that I should I guess what I'm sayin'... is help me be good The day that they took him away she was too young to know why a man that she wanted to stay said he still had to go In the years that have past pain and anger have come home to live in the place of a man who just didn't have nothin' to give She thought to herself more than once "he can go straight to hell" Then a voice from the front room said "Momma can I get the bell?" Twenty one long years of thinkin' 'bout what might have been She turned to her son and said go let your grandaddy in... and she said... Help me to be just a little less angry and misunderstood I don't wanna waste my whole life sayin'..."you know that I would if I could" Give me the strength Lord, to do all the things that I should I guess what I'm sayin'... is help me be good
9.
Home 05:19
Fire burnin’ down on highway 89 Near the Squaw Creek Bridge I could see those flames and smell the awful smoke Comin’ up the ridge Stopped the car, got out and made my way on down Not knowin’ what I’d find First a scarf, some jeans, then the body of a girl She’d been shot then burned alive And as I struggled with the smell of gasoline I wondered who it was could do this kind of thing Home Should be a place of tender lovin’ care Not a den of pain and fear Her momma was a Cross to bear Cardboard coffin layin’ in a little field Just off Martis Creek Lake Sinking feeling as I walked along the shore Another mystery of fate She was curled up in some blankets all alone Wasn’t hardly nothin’ left She’d been beat, hog tied stuck in the closet of her room Three days later, she starved to death As I staggered at the thought of what I’d seen I wondered who it was could do this kind of thing Home Should be a place of tender lovin’ care Not a den of pain and fear Her momma was a Cross to bear They were sisters, livin’ with a curse Just tryin’ to stay alive She killed the first in 1984 The next in ‘85 Home Should be a place of tender lovin’ care Not a den of pain and fear Her momma was a Cross to bear
10.
Down this old dirt road the air is cold, and I’ve been known to Wander on from town to town and all around these hollers and these hills Wander on these hollers and these hills I keep to myself, but I can’t help if sometimes I just Find my way from time to time, back to the line, where all that blood was spilled Find my way to where my blood was spilled Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2 It’s been sixty years since all those fears exploded and the Young men came from miles around, to this ground where everything would change We all came and everything, it changed In September ‘62, the grey, the blue collided over Miller’s handsome field of corn, and lives were torn down in the bloody lane Our lives were torn down in that bloody lane Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2 With the battle all around, I hit the ground and suddenly the world went quiet in my mind, I tried to find a place to catch my breath I couldn’t find a place to catch my breath Over by a split rail fence, the consequence cut through me like a bolt of lightning through the sky, and there I died, cut down before my time There I died, cut down before my time Antietam Creek it bleeds x 2 Down this old dirt road the air is cold, and I’ve been known to Wander on from town to town and all around these hollers and these hills Wander on these hollers and these hills
11.
Summer rain is in the air Summer rain is in the air Autumn nights won't be the same Summer rain is in the air Suit of clothes across the bed Suit of clothes across the bed A tie the color of a rose Suit of clothes across the bed Don't look down when you go Don't look down when you go Turn your head back around Don't look down when you go There's a hole in the ground There's a hole in the ground Everybody knows There's a hole in the ground Length of pine out in the field Length of pine out in the field Long black cars all in a line Length of pine out in the field Don't look down when you go Don't look down when you go Turn your head back around Don't look down when you go There's a road up in the sky There's a road up in the sky Straight ahead and made of gold There's a road up in the sky Don't look down when you go Don't look down when you go Turn your head back around Don't look down when you go Turn your head back around Don't look down when you go
12.
If you don't see me, caught in your wire If you don't hear me, outside your door If all this waiting, just leaves me wanting You still would be, the sweetest waste of time If I could learn The ways of your mind If I could burn A hole in your cold heart Every time, I called your name If you don't need me, when you get lonely If you don't want me, to call your own If all this hoping, just leaves me hurting You still would be the sweetest waste of time If you could find A way through the dark If you could shine A light on my cold heart Every time, I lost my way If you don't see me, caught in your wire If you don't hear me, outside your door If all this wanting, just leaves me waiting You still would be the sweetest waste of time You still would be the sweetest waste of time

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"Three-quarters of the way through "Pleasureville," The Potter's Field's compelling new CD, I realized I'd become a fan. The album's original songs show real songwriting prowess. John Natiw's melodies, set to variations on American rural styles, are full of pleasing and unexpected turns. His lyrics are direct and poetic, and he's not afraid to look for beauty in dark places. Both John and Rochelle have fine voices, and their voices flatter one another. Their commitment to the songs is tangible, and the album's instrumental arrangements do just enough to enhance the songs without getting in the way. They get close to perfect with their song "Don't Look Down When You Go." The song itself is elegantly profound, and their duet singing is confident, moving and beautiful." - Dick Siegel - Ann Arbor, MI

"The Potters Field write and perform from a burning at their core. Watching their work, you can't help but be inspired. Like a burning ember in the room, they fill the space with light and warmth, raise the listeners' temperatures, then send them off into the night. I'll be carrying them with me for some time." - Mike Mangione - Milwaukee, Wisconsin

"The Potter's Field performed a "40 minute set of originals and great covers. Their voices, brought together with some impressive guitar work, blend together beautifully. I hope you'll all get a chance to hear them play at some point. You're in for a treat if you do!" - Bill Ivester - Louisville, Kentucky

credits

released October 31, 2011

The Potter's Field is:
John Natiw - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion, Piano
Rochelle Clark - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Kazoo

Additional musicians:
Jason Dennie - Mandolin, Acoustic and Electric Guitars
Drew Howard - Pedal Steel, Banjo, Baritone Guitar
Dave Roof - Upright Bass
Annie Capps - Backing vocals on track #9
David Mosher - Fiddle on track #8

Produced by The Potter's Field
Engineered by John Natiw
Mixed by John Natiw
Mastered by Jim Kissling

All songs written by John Natiw/Rocket Boy Records ASCAP except:
Tracks 5 & 7 written by Rochelle Clark & John Natiw
Track 12 written by Kasey Chambers & Shane Nicholson

Recorded February-October 2011 at Rocket Boy Records in Canton, Michigan (except track 4 - recorded January 2010)
Album Cover Photography by Kylie J. Wilkerson
Additional Photography for CD by Megh Hollowell
Front and back cover design by John Natiw

THANK YOU!

The past two years have been an incredible journey both musically and personally. It's brought challenges and opportunities for growth, and we've been humbled and honored by the outpouring of support and encouragement we've received. Thank you doesn't quite seem to suffice, but we'll give it a shot!

We'd like to thank our families for the sacrifice they've made to help support this project. We simply could not do this without your love. A big thank you to our friend and manager, Susie "Tenacious K" Keat for all of the phone calls, coffee meetings, cheer-leading sessions, and "gentle" reminders. We're blessed to have you in our corner.

Special thanks go to Bob & Susie Keat and Al & Deb Johnson. Without their immense contributions, this project would simply not have happened.

We'd also like to thank the musicians who dedicated their considerable talents to this project: Drew Howard, Jason Dennie, Dave Roof, David Mosher, and Annie Capps. Each of you raised the bar and made this recording so much better than we could have imagined.

And, last but not least, we'd like to thank everyone who has ever come to a show or sent us a word of encouragement. We love making music and it's been a privilege to share our music with so many kind, gracious and genuine people. Like we said, "thank you" just doesn't seem to suffice. We love each of you. And now, after many miles on the road, months of hard work in the studio, innumerable new friends and blessings, please enjoy our debut CD, Pleasureville.

Go on now, turn it up.

Much Love,
John and Rochelle

CONTACT INFO:

Website: www.pottersfieldmusic.com
Booking: SQD Arts Management (Susie Keat)
susie@sqdmanagement.com
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