From Nowhere to Somewhere (album)

by Phil Gammage

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The devils die with my sleep. It’s good this night is done. It’s good to be at daylight now. I need a walk in the sun. Skip the morning coffee. And put away the gun. I’ve got to get out of here. I need a walk in the sun. A cage of hopeful memories, cornered in my brain, surrounded by a nightmare land where the devils reign. I can’t stay here no more. I’ve got nowhere to run And all that I can reconcile. I need a walk in the sun.
2.
Hobo bohemia, the wandering round. Big hole sky, homeward bound. Gypsy moon. Stripper Jack. Frog-Faced Sally. Cut’n slack. King of tramps, A-No.1. Hobo pages, on the bum. Beggerdom, the big wonder. On the nut, reap or squander. Railroad spike. A handy man. Yeah I was here. Spider web plan. Between the tracks, the train tales. Twisting a dream, read’n the rails. Hobo bohemia, the wandering round.
3.
You rang me up on the phone Finding me down and all alone Your voice I longed to hear again this way It’s been a year since you left this place The memories I’ll never erase Your spirit is here, I’ll always dream this way You had to leave this world, you’ve gone, you’ve gone But you just can’t say goodbye, go on, go on You rang me up on the phone Crying to me from the beyond You’re on the other side to stay, this way Someday, someday, someday, someday
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I’ve been living in a daze baby, baby
 I’ve been trying to find my way baby, baby 
I can’t make it on my own
If you left I’d be all alone
 Without you what would I do? Can’t you see I’m falling apart baby, bab y
A poison arrow is in my heart
 I can’t go on without your love
I can never have enough
 Without you what would I do? (2x) Just look ahead forget the past baby, baby 
Let’s hold on to a joy that lasts baby, baby 
Take my hand and follow me down
 I can’t believe the love I’ve found
 Without you what would I do? (3x)
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Prologue 00:28
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Meet by the old Pepsi sign I’ve been standing here since half past 9 smoking castoffs, and drinking gin sportin’ my Nicholson grin. Most men don’t ever stick around You thought you’d gone and pinned me down Don’t bother, you can’t ever understand That I’m just another traveling man It was getting on to noon I thought that you’d be showing up soon My throat was getting mighty dry Me and this Nevada sky I realized that you weren’t coming One thing I’ve learned from this life of bumming There was a freight headed up the rail I decided to go and grab it’s tail Most men don’t ever stick around You thought you’d gone and pinned me down As the future holds another day I might again pass this way Most men don’t ever stick around You thought you’d gone and pinned me down Don’t bother, you can’t ever understand That I’m just another traveling man
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Night Life 03:29
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Garbage truck grind on seventh street. Another day begins in the summer heat. Out on the bay in the fading light, I follow a jet until it’s out of sight. This strange notion like it’s over and done, over for good before it’s begun. In my mind is the never-ending setting sun. A cloud of umbrella’s on the avenue, a slow motion of red, black and blue. On the corner was a child’s face, yet, now when I look, an empty space. The last time, every time is what I feel. What was before my step is behind my heel. To this constant twilight of final decline, I lean back in the seat and raise my wine.
11.
Shadow Road 02:48
The train horn was calling. Moon was shining bright. Middle of the night. Too late to dream. Too old to scheme. All I have is this ode. I’m walking down shadow road. Alone with this vision. Early in the morning. Appeared as a warning. A world so stark. A blend of moon and dark. A life reaps what it sewed. I’m walking down shadow road
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All the warm summer nights so peaceful in July Here’s a toast to the good times So long and goodbye Through the night the scent of flowers floating in the sky They wrap around my senses So long and goodbye The air feels heavy, fire flies hover by Thoughts start to wander on a warm night in July Fully in the moment, one can only try Never lose those warm summer nights So long and goodbye

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Songwriter, vocalist, and guitar slinger, Phil Gammage is a Texas-born and raised artist who now resides in NYC. His new album, From Nowhere to Somewhere, is a robust collection of Americana songs as diverse and heart-felt as the genre itself. Twisting from railroad cars, endless roads, and the folklore of 20th century America, the album draws inspiration from Phil’s life as a musician, historian, and fiction writer

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released October 22, 2021

Produced by Tony Mann for PreFab International Cine Productions. Recorded at 30 Below Recording in New York, NY. Engineered by Brent McLachlan, Tony Mann, and Phil Gammage.
Phil Gammage - vocals, guitar, harmonica, keyboards, marimba; Greg Holt - fiddle; Brian Karp - bass; Michael Fox - drums; Michele Butler - backing vocals; Joe Nieves - backing vocals; Tony Mann - percussion.

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Songwriter, vocalist, and guitar slinger, Phil Gammage is a Texas-born artist who now resides in NYC. His new album, "From Nowhere to Somewhere", (Oct 22) is a robust collection of Americana songs as diverse and heart-felt as the genre itself. Twisting endless roads, and the folklore of 20th century America, the album draws inspiration from Phil’s life as a musician, historian, & fiction writer. ... more

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