Monday, February 06, 2006

Song of the Day

Song: The Road To Ensenada
Artist: Lyle Lovett
Album: The Road To Ensenada
Year: 1996
Source: Personal Collection.
Makes Me Think of & etc.: Today was a Lyle Lovett kinda day. But, nearly any day is a Lyle Lovett kinda day for me. Lovett is one of maybe three artists whose music I will buy unheard. New Lyle album? I'm there. I have all his albums, save two – a “Greatest Hits” collection (what’s the point?) and the soundtrack he wrote for a movie called Dr. T and the Women. I don’t think you’ll find it in print, anywhere, but it’s my belief Lovett hit the apex of his song writing career after his divorce from Julia Roberts in the Spring of 1995. “Road” is the first album released after the divorce; it won the 1996 Grammy for Best Country Album. And the icing on the cake? Lovett is a biker, big-time. The first line from “Road,” the song, was allegedly inspired by a broken collar bone suffered during a dirt bike riding trip to Baja.
So what does the song remind me of? Well, not related in any way, shape, or form, but I remember when Lovett and Roberts married…it was the BIG discussion topic at work. The general buzz was “Who IS that tall ugly skinny dude, anyway? What the HELL got into Julia Roberts?” I was the only one in my circle of work friends that knew who Lovett was (EDS = mostly Yuppies. Just sayin'.). When a couple of these friends and I went to lunch that day, we took my car. I played a few Lovett tunes for them, from Lyle Lovett and His Large Band, including his amazing rendition of Tammy Wynette’s “Stand By Your Man.” Lyle picked up some new fans that day.
Lyrics:
As I lay sick and broken
Viva Mexico
My eyes just won't stay open
And I dream a dream of home
I dream a dream of home

Where there's coffee on the table
And kindness in your hand
Honey I'll help you when I'm able
But right now I'm feeling bad
Right now I'm feeling bad

Listen to your heart that beats
And follow it with both your feet
And as you walk and as you breathe
You ain't no friend to me
You ain't no friend to me

The road to Ensenada
Is plenty wide and fast
If you head South from Tijuana
Then I'll see you at last
I'll see you at last

But my eyes they open slowly
And they look around the room
The old man he seems worried
And there ain't no sign of you
There ain't no sign of you

Listen to your heart that beats
And follow it with both your feet
And as you walk and as you breathe
You ain't no friend of me
You ain't no friend of me

You can offer to the righteous
The good that you have won
But down here among the unclean
Your good work just comes undone
Your good work just comes undone

The sisters at the borderline
They're holding out their hands
They're begging me for something Lord
But I don't understand
I don't understand

So it's adios to Alvero
Tell him to stay between the lines
And if he sees that Gabriella girl
Tell her I'll look her up next time
Say I'll look her up next time

Because the road to Ensenada
Is plenty wide and fast
And this time through Tijuana
Well it won't be my last
It won't be my last

Listen to your heart that beats
And follow it with both your feet
And as you walk and as you breathe
You ain't no friend of me
You ain't no friend of me
You ain't no friend of me

2 comments:

  1. Through my NM connection of music (bluegrass/folk)I started listening to Lyle long ago. He sang on an album with Bill and Bonnie Hearne who live in Santa Fe - they are a blind couple fairly famous in the bluegrass circuit. Yesterday I was listening to CMT (since my grandbaby adjusted some unknown knob and I cannot get my CD player to work)and Lyle was singing with Bonnie Raitt - very nice! I love your song of the day - makes me want to go check out these albums.

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  2. Thanks for your kind words, BB, again!

    You really had some great musical opportunities living as you did in Red River. The Michael Murphey connection you wrote about previously is one I envy tremendously! And yeah, as we both know, Lyle is simply one of the greatest American singer/songwriters, EVER.

    And what is it with kids and knobs? My youngest boy nearly blew out my speakers when he was five by cranking the volume control on my preamp ALL the way to the right one day...the volume read-out on the preamp flashed "Max Volume" (never seen before or since) as I dove for the box to crank the volume back down... I was lucky my speakers didn't get blown out. And then I had to laugh...

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