One​-​Man Country Blues Band

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A new collection of songs by Minneapolis, Minnesota based one-man country blues band, Chris Holm.

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released March 4, 2020

All songs written by Chris Holm
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Chris Holm Minneapolis, Minnesota

Chris Holm is a solo acoustic folk blues artist from Minneapolis, Minnesota. Chris plays guitar, banjo and harmonica and writes many of his own songs in addition to performing old blues, country, folk, and gospel songs. Chris is also the bass player of The 4onthefloor and vocalist and multi-instrumentalist of The Fattenin' Frogs. ... more

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Track Name: Head in the Sand
Walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain
I didn’t even notice my feet in chains
Well I was walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain
I didn’t even notice my feet in chains

Seems like everything, bout to change
But I don’t care, don’t affect my ways
Seems like everything, bout to change
But I don’t care, don’t affect my ways

Well I ain't watching the Sunday evening news
Cause I’m already got those Monday morning blues
I said oh, ain't watching the Sunday evening news
Cause I already got those Monday morning blues

This old world turning upside down
You say I’m wearing my ignorance like a crown
This old world turning upside down
You say I’m wearing my ignorance like a crown

I Got my head in the sand, like an ostrich in savannah field
If the end is near baby, well I don’t want to see
I Got my head in the sand, like an ostrich in savannah field
If the end is near baby, well I don’t want to see
Track Name: BS Valley Blues
Babe I got them BS Valley blues
Babe I got them BS Valley blues
Pull on my overalls baby, pull on my muddy shoes

Going up a place I know too well
Going up a place I know too well
Just a quick layover, baby on my road to hell

Way up North where it snows near every day
Way up North where it snows near every day
But they don’t mind it much, say it keeps the riff raff away

The women all drive pickup trucks and curse more than they pray
The women all drive pickup trucks and curse more than they pray
But they’ll warm you in the winter when you peel the layers away

Well I got a cabin way back in the woods
Well I got a cabin way back in the woods
My nearest friendly neighbor lives three miles away

High on a hill, Lost River down below
High on a hill, Lost River down below
Gonna drink up all my whiskey, smoke all the green that I can I grow

The nights are black as coal up in the hills
The nights are black as coal up in the hills
Ain’t no light pollution, ain’t no electricity bills

My beard is growing raggedy and gray
My beard is growing raggedy and gray
If I make it to the springtime babe I won’t make another day

They’ll bury me on top of old Oak Hill
They’ll bury me on top of old Oak Hill
And throw a small stone marker next to the grave my daddy fills

I’m going away girl won’t you help me pack
I’m going away girl won’t you help me pack
Got them BS Valley blues and I ain’t never coming back
Track Name: Hello Muddy River
Hello Muddy River
Haven’t seen you in a while
Hello Muddy River
Haven’t seen you in a while
Ain’t it good to see an old friend
Even just in passing by

We were born from the same soil
And both feel the need to roam
We were born from the same soil
And both feel the need to roam
But our roots stay planted firmly
In our Minnesota home

And the blues they did find us
A good while down our path
Yeah the blues they did find us
A good while down our path
Became part of our story
And we ain’t never going back

Hey lazy river
Meet me southward as you flow
Hey lazy river
Meet me southward as you flow
From little Lake Itasca
To the Gulf of Mexico

Hello Muddy Mississippi River
Haven’t seen you in a while
Hello Muddy Mississippi River
Haven’t seen you in a while
Ain’t it good to see an old friend
Even just in passing by
Track Name: Sobbin' in My Sleeve
I was cryin’ babe, cryin’ babe
Sobbin’ in my sleeve
Sobbin’ in my sleeve
Hope my baby, she don’t see me
Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve
The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see
Oh

Well that’s the way, the way it’s been
The way it always ends
The way it always ends
She quits me and I’m on my knees again
Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve
The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see

I was walkin’ central Parkway with a
Bag over my head
Bag over my head
Cause if she sees me, wish that I was dead
Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve
The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see

Can’t you hear me howlin’ babe
Sobbin’ in my sleeve
Sobbin’ in my sleeve
A lonesome wolf left in the cold to freeze
Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve
The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see

Pray to hear you runnin’ babe
Runnin’ back to me
Runnin’ back to me
Pray to hear you runnin’ back to me
Cause I’m Cryin’ babe, sobbin’, sobbin’ in my sleeve
The saddest sack of tears you’d ever see
Track Name: Gravel Road Blues
Dust is a flyin’
Up off the gravel road
Choking my eyeballs
The salty water flows

Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama
Can’t you hear my cryin’

Tires a spinnin’
Faster as you go
Off into the ether
With my heart in tow

Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama
Can’t you hear my cryin’

ah….

I was living the good life
I was doing fine
Then you came along
And took me for a ride

Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama
Can’t you hear my cryin’

Showed me love
I didn’t know I need
Showed me love
And left me here to bleed

Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama
Can’t you hear my cryin’

Sittin’ on my front porch
Pickin’ my guitar
When along came drivin’
A fast moving car
Dust is a flyin’
You smile and you wave
And I wish I could be
Six feet in my grave

Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’
Can’t you hear me cryin’ now mama
Can’t you hear my cryin’

ah….
Track Name: I Am a Stone
I looked down the road I saw an old friend
I cried his name and waved my hand
He was walkin’
He looked tired
Said hey man where you headed?
Headed nowhere
But can’t stop movin’
Cause moss don’t grow on a rollin’ stone

So goodbye little sister
It’s time for me to go
Hit the highways
Down to Mexico
Winter’s comin’
Cold winds blowin’
Windows closin’
And I don’t want to stay another day

Reminds me of the time that
We packed up our hopes and we did drive
30 hours
through the desert
To the valley by the coast
Ran from our ghosts,
Freeway to a new sunny day

And the blues they can’t catch me
If I never slow my pace
Can’t stop movin’
Keep on ramblin’
Never let ‘em catch me where I lay
I am a stone
One more time to roll on down the road



Daddy up and passed on
Years before his time
A life unfinished
But that’s the way
The story goes
Just never know
When the good lord will choose to call you home

Left Ma all alone down on the farm
But she’s stronger than she knows
Wish I could come home
more than I do
And so do I
But she’s got other things to fill her time
A sister’s children
Another on the way
She still prays for me but she knows
My roots will never grow

You know I never did believe that
Daddy would ever leave
But he was me
And I am him
Could never say
The things that matter
We just make the same mistakes
Over again
I am a stone
One more time to roll on down the road

I am a stone
One more time to roll on down the road
Track Name: Mississippi Moonshine
Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say
Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say
Mississippi moonshine, baby, well it’s getting in the way

Sitting round the fire, drinkin to my daddy dead and gone
Sitting round the fire, drinkin to my daddy dead and gone
Pass around that bottle, keep the whiskey flowin’

Talkin’ stories ‘bout the old times, laughin’ as the tears come rollin’ by
Talkin’ stories ‘bout the old times, laughin’ as the tears come rollin’ by
Well this Mississippi moonshine, loose the teardrops from my eyes

Hand me down that bottle, say another word about the man
Hand me down that bottle, say another word about the man
I’m drinkin’ to remember, til I can’t even stand

Drink this bottle dry, won’t you bring another bottle down
Drink this bottle dry, won’t you bring another bottle down
Keep the memories flowin, until the sun comes back around

Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say
Well I’m cryin’ and I’m laughin’, mumblin’ ain’t got words to say
Mississippi moonshine, baby, well it’s getting in the way
Track Name: You're Gonna Miss Me
Well I been on this road ten years gone on
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I just got time for one more song and
I’m singin’ louder than an old gray swan
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home

Well I’ve heard my name roll off your tongue
Years ago when we were young
Now you watch through distant eyes
That see my face, don’t recognize
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home

Breath of fire and gasoline
I was a highway drifter with a head of steam
But my broke down engine left me here
By the side of the road as midnight nears
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home

Searching for words on how I feel
Mind spinnin’ faster than a roulette wheel
I think that I may firmly be
Planted in your memories
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home

One more day and then I’ll fade
Into the night from whence I came
I’ve done all I set out to do
So let me say goodnight to you
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home

Well I been on this road ten years gone on
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I just got time for one more song and
I’m singin’ louder than an old gray swan
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
You’re gonna miss me baby when I find my way home
Track Name: Dreaming My Way Down the Road
Well I watch the golden leaves falling from the trees
And washing down the river gentle as it’s flowin’
The kaleidoscope of colors nearly knocks me to my knees
Even as the winds of change are cold blowing

I long for the golden sweet summer’s warm embrace
A Tahitian island beachside bungalow
But I went against all reason and I danced with all seasons
And Lady Winter she did take me home

My mind begins to wander though my feet are standing still
As a white dusting of snow gathers on my window sill
To many a road I have strolled just in my mind
I’m dreaming my way down the road

CHORUS
Down the road, Down the road
I’m dreaming my way down the road
Well don’t you wake me baby I got places to go
Just dreaming my way down the road

Great pyramids of Egypt rising high above the plain
I climbed them from the bottom to the tip
And walked among the ruins that the men of gods had built
Across five thousand years in the Nile River silt

CHORUS

To swim chromatic forests beneath the oceans blue
Sharks circle above me, an octopus below
A great sunken treasure out there for me to find
When I close my eyelids and open up my mind

CHORUS

Well I looked over the highest mountain top
To see what’s on the other side
I was a bit excited to see what I may find
And then my eyes were open and the sunlight made me blind

CHORUS

And I may never find that distant pot of gold
At the farthest end of the rainbow
Yesterday I was young, today I’m growing old
Still dreaming my way down the road
Track Name: Green & White Chevy
Gonna haul my trash to the town hall dump
In my old green and white Chevy pickup truck
One door won’t open and one one won’t shut
Fenders are nearly eaten by rust
Tailgate won’t latch, Got a hole in the floor
I can’t drive her on the highway no more
But she’s paid off
And that’s good enough

She got AM radio, can’t get no stations
Got a best of bluegrass cassette in the player
Bill Monroe, Flatt & Scruggs
Rocky Top, Fox on the Run
That banjo roll, that fiddle whine
Heard those songs a million times
But I don’t mind
Ain’t heard ‘em enough

In the driver’s seat with my son in my lap
He’s got the wheel, I got the brake & the gas
Ain’t no hurry take it slow
Up and down these gravel roads
Windows down, wind in our hair
A little dusty but we don’t care
We’re laughin’
And that good enough

Driving the field roads on my land
Wife by my side, beer in my hand
Head lights off, looking for deer
Back in the turnip patch I planted this year
Park for a while and watch the sun go down
Stay a little longer as the stars gather round
It’s peaceful
And that’s good enough

And on the day that old truck breaks down
I’ll park her back behind the barn
Next too my daddy’s old blue Ford
He parked back there in ‘64
There she’ll sit as the grass grows high
Until she’s nearly hidden from sight
She's been a good truck
And that’s good enough

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