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Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition

by Roger Lehman

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Appalachian Way 04:11
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Appalachian Way – (by Roger Lehman) It’s the end of another long hard day, Sit back on the front porch pass the hat, Split a bottle of soda pop, pick a little guitar, Maybe just chew the fat, It’s not just the sunshine, not just the hills, And not just the sunshine’s fiery glow, But it’s life’s simplicity, And the warmest damn people you could ever hope to know, Appalachian Way, They say once you’ve been there you never want to go away, Appalachian way, I came here a year ago for just a week, Believe I’ll stay Maybe it’s the good-hearted people, The home cooked food, Or the lack of concern with “Hollywood”, Like hearing “Howdy neighbor” where ever you go, Seems it’s got it’s own special kind of feeling good, You see I love it in the morning, I love it at noon, I love it even more when the sun goes down, If I come up missin’, no where to be found, Maybe it’s cause I was Appalachia bound, Appalachian Way, They say once you’ve been there, you never want to go away, Appalachian way, I came here a year ago for a just a week, Believe I’ll stay Appalachian Way, They say once you’ve been there, you never want to go away, Appalachian way, (STOP) I came here a year ago for just a week, I believe I’ll stay I came here a year ago for just a week, I believe I’ll stay I came here a year ago for just a week, I believe I’ll stay copyright 1986 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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Bumpkinville 03:49
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BUMPKINVILLE (by Roger Lehman) I grew up in a two stop light town, With no idea I'd ever be big city bound, All the cars, people and traffic, I've had my fill, I think I'm ready to go back to Bumpkinville, There's nothing in a city that there ain't more of in a small town, People everywhere act the same when the sun goes down, Some think the city is more violent and has a harder core, But things happen in a small town that don't make the evening news report, Some city people think small towners don't have a clue, I can tell ya that small towners know a thing or two, City slicks, small town hicks are really all the same, go figure, And a city ain't really nothing but a small town that's a whole lot bigger, But a small town has a memory that is ages old, While a city forgets yesterday's news shortly after it's told, And your small town friends will stick with you your whole life, Sometimes your city friends all scatter with the morning light, I grew up in a two stop light town, With no idea I'd ever be big city bound, All the cars, people and traffic, I've had my fill, I think I'm ready to go back to Bumpkinville. copyright 2005 - Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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For You 03:13
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For You A poem for you, is what I do, to while away the night, It helps me through, a love so blue, encased in spectral light, The words for you, escape the hue, of the aura I create, They fall and spew, like quiet dew, on an early morning gate, A song for you, with notes so true, runs constant in my mind, And soon accrues, and pays my dues, to the orchestra of time, A poem for you, is what I do, to while away the night, It helps me through, a love so blue, encased in spectral light, A love for you, is what I do, to while away the night, It helps me through, a poem so blue, encased in spectral light. Encased in spectral light, Encased in spectral light
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The Hero 03:32
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The Hero As the dawn breaks, The hero comes home, Always uncertain, Always alone He wears on his chest, The medals of old, But he keeps in his heart, The wound ever cold, He carries it with him, Alone in his bed, And sleeps with an angel, To ward off the dead, And when he awakes, His pillow’s all wet, He turns up the sheets, And pretends that it’s sweat, One merciful night, He’ll no longer arise, And the pain of the warrior, Will pass from his eyes, He carries it with him, Alone in his bed, And sleeps with an angel, To ward off the dead, And when he awakes, His pillow’s all wet, He turns up the sheets, And pretends that it’s sweat, One merciful night, He’ll no longer arise, And the pain of the warrior, Will pass from his eyes, He carries it with him, Alone in his bed, And sleeps with an angel, To ward off the dead, He sleeps with an angel, To ward off the dead, He sleeps with an angel, To ward off the dead. words by the late Matt Kritzer, copyright registered 2003 - Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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If She Were Mine 05:17
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If She Were Mine – by Roger Lehman She’s got eyes that could pierce the depths of my soul, And no one here seems to know or care, She’s got a scary kind of beauty that could make my blood run cold, No one here can see what I see in her stare, I’d stand proudly beside her if she were mine, I’d know everything inside her if she were mine, I wouldn’t just love her in part if she were mine, She would own my heart if she were mine, When she looks my way my temperature starts to rise, I envision what I never have before, I wonder if she knows what she does with her eyes, I wonder if she’s opening the door, It’s getting late she’s getting ready to leave, I suppose she’ll go her way and I’ll go mine, Until I see her again I’ll live the dream, Of What my life would be if she were mine, I’d stand proudly beside her if she were mine, I’d know everything inside her if she were mine, I wouldn’t just love her in part if she were mine, She would own my heart if she were mine Copyright 1986 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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In the Pocket 02:49
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In The Pocket by Roger Lehman This morning I woke up on the right side of bed, Feeling like a million, good thoughts in my head, I’m in the pocket, I’m in the pocket, Don’t try to bring me down ‘cause I’m happiness bound, I’m in the pocket, Stumbled into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, I did a double take, “Who’s that handsome dude in there?” I’m in the pocket, I’m in the pocket, Blues stay out of my way because today’s my day, I’m in the pocket, Looked outside and saw that it was raining in the street, That’s OK rain, you can’t fall on me, I’m in the pocket, I’m in the pocket, I got ready to start and the clouds began to part, I’m in the pocket, Went to find my car keys, didn’t even have to look, Fired up the engine and my gas tank was full, I’m in the pocket, I’m in the pocket, I’m driving down the road with a heart full of soul, I’m in the pocket, This morning I woke up on the right side of bed, Feeling like a million, good thoughts in my head, I’m in the pocket, I’m in the pocket, Don’t try to bring me down ‘cause I’m happiness bound, I’m in the pocket. copyright 2005 - Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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Nice Guys 04:00
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Nice Guys - by Roger Lehman Nice guys, they finish last, All the way back, to the back of the pack But who wants to be surrounded by jerks, Last place has its perks, Nice guys, will probably never win, They get the leftovers from where the winners have been, They don’t care about being on top, Corporate climbers they are not, I had a friend, used to be like me, Used to be wild and fancy free, Then he got the fever, for the corporate climb, Divorced his past and left his buddies behind, I don’t miss him, but I miss the way he used to be, I think he’d like to see his former buddies and me, But that’s kind of hard to do now that he’s changed sides, Leaving the nice guys has its price. Copyright 2000 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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Praise the Lord & Pass the Ammunition 04:00
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Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition – by Roger Lehman Well I’ve been a proud member of the human race, for quite some time, But in this past couple of decades, I swear we’ve been loosing our minds, Pulled the rug out from under Mother Nature, Horrendous ecological crimes, We’ve got rainbows in December, Snowstorms in July, We don’t care about one another, Just about being on the right side, Think I need a break ‘til things settle down, Think I’ll run away and hide, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Everybody’s so scared of everyone else, we’re about to jump out of our skin, But then everyboy’d get scared of that, and we’d all jump back in, We use our telephones for cameras, our cars for living in, Everyone’s connected, but nobody is plugged in, Nobody’s got any time, Everybody’s busy all day, Everyone’s a master of the universe, and bored stiff anyway, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Staring at the screen on the television, Staring at computers too, Are you using your computer, or is it using you? We keep getting fatter and fatter, while starving ourselves to death, We keep getting madder and madder, in between yoga breaths, Where’s it all gonna end, maybe I don’t want to know, If everybody’s going insane, maybe I don’t want to go, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Praise the Lord, And pass the ammunition, Copyright 2005 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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Somewhere Bound 02:53
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Somewhere Bound (by Roger Lehman) Gonna put on my old sneakers, and head on outta here, I might be gone for the weekend, or I might be a year, I can’t wait no longer, my feet are itchin’ to hit the road, This feeling keeps getting stronger, and it’s getting’ outta control, I’m getting’ tired of this nowhere town, Don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m just somewhere bound, I’m havin’ day after day, of nothin’ but day after day, There’s a boring weekend coming, and a boring one just passed away, The biggest thing in my whole life, is checking the morning mail, I’ve had about as much of this as I can take, and it’s time to hit the trail! I’m getting’ tired of this nowhere town, Don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m just somewhere bound, They say opportunity only knock’s once, well it musta missed my door, I gotta go do me something that I ain’t never done before, Maybe I’ll climb me a mountain, maybe I’ll sail the sea, Lord just let me do something worthy of an autobiography, I’m getting’ tired of this nowhere town, Don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m just somewhere bound, I’m getting’ tired of this nowhere town, Don’t know where I’m goin’, I’m just somewhere bound, Copyright 2000 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved
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Waiting for My Love to Come Back 05:15
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Waitin’ For My Love To Come Back (by Roger Lehman) Drinkin’ all alone’s about as low as a man can go, But there’s no one else to talk to and there’s no place else to go, Even the old bartender’s getting’ sick of my same old lines, And I’m running out of money but I’ve sure got loads of time, Since she left, I don’t know what else to do, I just sit here, drinkin’ like a crazy fool, I’m the person that I used to look at and laugh, I never knew that guy was waitin’ for his love to come back, Don’t ask me what day it is ‘cause I probably wouldn’t know, The last one I remember was when she said she was gonna go, I’m sittin’ here getting’ so stinkin’ drunk that I can’t see a thing in the place, Maybe if I keep trying I’ll erase the memory of her face, Since she left, I don’t know what else to do, I just sit here, drinkin’ like a crazy fool, I’m the person that I used to look at and laugh, I never knew that guy was waitin’ for his love to come back, Copyright 2000 – Roger Lehman All Rights Reserved

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This album is a collection of songs written and recorded at different times. Some of the songs were originally writen and recorded in '82, '86, and '99. Any of the previously recorded songs were re-recorded in 2005 for this album. - Roger

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released December 22, 2019

All music & lyrics by Roger Lehman. All vocals and instrumentation performed, recorded, and mixed by Roger Lehman. "The Hero" is dedicated to my good friend and decorated Vietnam Vet, the late Matt Kritzer. copyright 2005 - Roger Lehman. Registered with BMI

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Roger Lehman Columbus, Ohio

I started playing (Bass) and singing with a band when I was 14 years old. My first studio experience was1n 1974 at 22 years old. Writing, arranging and recording is all I ever wanted to do.

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