Ash and Bone

by Dan Weber

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Award Winning songwriter Dan Weber has been described as “The classic mid-life overnight sensation.” His debut CD ‘Ash and Bone’ received accolades from American Songwriter Magazine and the UK’s Maverick Magazine said: “4 Stars: Has you hanging on to every word. That’s the touch of a true Master Craftsman songwriter.”

There’s also been recognition from DJ’s: “’Hank and Jesus’ is easily the best folk song I heard last year” and The Victory Review magazine wrote “Weber's writing is as strong as any in the Contemporary Folk community. ‘Goodbye to Dad’ is one of the best original tunes that I have heard in a long time.”

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released February 18, 2012

Dan Weber: Lead vocals, Acoustic Guitar

The Musicians:
Jerry Towell: Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Harmony Vocals
Anders Bergstrom: Drums, Percussion
Arthur Parker: Upright Bass, Electric Bass
Paul Brainard: Pedal Steel, Dobro, Lap Steel, Electric Guitar
Tony Furtado: Banjo, Dojo, Acoustic Slide Guitar
Jean-Pierre Garau: Piano, Organ
Rob Stroup: Electric Guitar, Percussion, Harmony Vocals
Chris Kokesh: Fiddle, Harmony Vocals
Tim Connell: Mandolin
Naomi Hooley: Harmony Vocals
Skip VonKuske: Cello
Todd Bayles: Accordion

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Dan Weber Vancouver, Washington

Award Winning songwriter Dan Weber has been described as “The classic mid-life overnight sensation.” An ex-Park Ranger, he began at performing at 40 and in a few short years was winning over audiences with inspired performances & hilarious stories from the roads he’s traveled. The Legendary Ramblin’ Jack Elliott said “I love Dan’s songs and he tells really good stories.” ... more

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Track Name: Wishin’s Just for Fools
Wishin’s Just for Fools © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

Late evening, West Virginia
The taste of creosote’s hangin’ in the air
On a railroad bridge, where we once kissed
We threw our wishes down there

1930’s, wheat pennies
Well they’re probably in the Chesapeake by now
Down with some old, sunken schooner
That got lost, thinkin’ they were found

Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other’s shoes
But I don’t throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin it’s Just for Fools

The cool, clear water, we used to swim in
We scaled the trestle, then jumped off the side
‘Till we heard a coal train screamin’
Then we knew it was do or die

But it’s been so long now, since I felt that way
Lookin’ deep down in your eyes
‘Cause you could always see the bottom
That I can’t ever seem to find

Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other’s shoes
But I don’t throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin it’s Just for Fools

Bridge
But wishin’ won’t make it so
When you’re lookin’ for the truth
And truth is, I don’t wish no more
‘Cause I only think of you

So I’d been savin’ my pennies, and walkin’ those tracks
When that lonesome whistle blew
Now I’m makin’ just one last wish tonight
Just like every other fool

Chorus
And we trimmed the sails; we rode the rails
And we danced on each other’s shoes
But I don’t throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin it’s Just for Fools

Coda:
Yeah I don’t throw pennies no more
‘Cause Wishin’s Just for Fools
Track Name: In Her Prime
In Her Prime © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

Biggest damn oak tree, this side of the range
Some say it’s the soil, some say it’s the rain
It doesn’t make much difference now, any ol’ way
‘Cause that big old oak tree, came down today

Nothin’ out here, 1963
Just a few small farms, is how it used to be
But they parceled ‘em off, one branch at a time
Till houses sprung up, just like grapes on the vine

Chorus
And they built this motel, for the workers to stay
Then cut down all the trees that were, in their way
‘Cept this one lone oak, above the motel sign
Well ya’ should’ve seen that old girl, In Her Prime

I was fresh out of the jungle, 1968
Had a job pounding nails, and life was great
‘Cause I could outwork any man, without my life on the line...
Well ya’ should’ve seen this old boy, In His Prime

Chorus
But age is just a number; I’ve never known it to be real
They told me once it’s how you dress, not, how you feel
But I’m feelin’ all used up, like a rope run out of line...
Well ya’ should’ve seen this old boy, In His Prime

Bridge
Oak Tree Motel, in ’69
She was 15 years older, than me that night
Well she took my hand and said “Boy, take your time”...
Well ya’ should’ve seen that old girl, In Her Prime

Now some say it’s the wind, some say she just got tired
Some say her heart got broken, 10,000 times
But I thought of her this morning, when that oak tree died...
Well ya’ should’ve seen that old girl, In Her Prime

Chorus
But age is just a number; I’ve never known it to be real
She told me once it’s how you love, not, how you feel
But she’s feelin’ all used up, like a rope run out of line...
Well ya’ should’ve seen that old girl, In Her Prime
You should’ve seen this old boy, In His Prime
You should’ve seen us, Oh-oh......In Our Prime
Track Name: Hank and Jesus
Hank and Jesus © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

South of Louisville, Kentucky, on I-65
I pulled into a rest stop, before I pushed on through the night
I met a Deadhead with a backpack, and man, I knew that guy
He asked if you’re headin’ south, I could really use the ride
But I’m only on the interstate, just as far as Bowling Green
Then I’m cuttin’ west towards Memphis, where the blues don’t treat you mean

Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don’t recall, not even once, stoppin’ for gas
He said I know you won’t believe me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

So I drove and he told stories, but they started sounding weird
Like he’d been to Woodstock, and never came back from there
He said friends of his were Angels, and most of them were Saints
Except this one guy named Judas, who he swore had been framed
Well he believed what he was saying, but me I had my doubts
So I pulled off at a bar, hoping he might clear out

Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don’t recall, not even once, stoppin’ for gas
He said I know you won’t believe me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

In the parking lot he came clean, said he was Jesus Christ
And I said Yeah, and I’m Hank Williams man, and maybe you should drive
He said Hank was back with Audrey now, and they were doing fine
But you know that not a one of us, get’s out of this world alive

So it’s a 100 miles to Memphis, in the middle of the night
With those high-beams searching, for just a little light
He said life is like this two-lane road, it’s a crooked deal
I said she pulls a little to the left, Jesus! Keep both hands on the wheel!

Chorus
And we drove the blue highways, across Tennessee and back
But I don’t recall, not even once, stoppin’ for gas
He said I know you won’t believe me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight

Coda
He said I know you don’t believe in me, but that’s alright
I just wanted someone, to talk with tonight
Track Name: Goodbye to Dad
Goodbye to Dad © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

I got a box in the mail today; COD, signed my name
And inside, there was a plastic bag
That was 3,000 miles from home, little bits of ash and bone
I broke the seal, said ‘Hello Dad’

Out to the yard to get some air, Dad sat in my favorite chair
And I made us, a couple of drinks
But Dad he can’t drink no more, so what the hell is heaven for?
I wonder what my old man might think

Chorus
But we got along just fine
I drank his glass, right after mine
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad

I took Dad for a good long drive, to try and let the years unwind
I revved it up, to a hundred and ten
It was one of those perfect days; after a week of rain
You know it happens now and then

A State Trooper slowed us down; when I saw his lights flash on
And I got pulled over once again
He asked where the fire was? I told him that “it’s just because...”
Then I introduced him to Dad

Chorus
And they got along just fine
He gave us a warning, said to ‘Watch the signs’
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad

Bridge
This ain’t how it’s supposed to go
Mom should be here, God knows that she’d know
And I still don’t, understand
Why I never said ‘Goodbye’, to my old man

I threw Dad in the ocean too, and a secret lake we knew
Then he even jumped on a moving train
I mailed him to Alaska too; something he always wanted to do
And I waved goodbye to his plane

Chorus
And we got along just fine
I took him down to the lake, one last time
Then I threw, a handful in the wind, and I said Goodbye to Dad

I got a box in the mail today...
Track Name: Take the Central Georgia Home
Take the Central Georgia Home © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

There’s a silence in the Dixie wind; that blows from deep within
The boys are all scattered, up and down this rocky road
We’ve been marching south since Saylor’s Creek, with no shoes on our feet
And the ones who can’t walk, they’ll take the Central Georgia home

I’m a Private in this regiment, Tige Anderson’s Georgia 5th
What’s left or what’s become of it, only God would know
I enlisted when the fever swept, the powder keg that Sumter lit
But all we ever wanted, was to be left alone

Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said “Take the Central Georgia Home”

Cold Harbor, Antietam, O’ Death how’d we cheat him?
When so many brothers, on both sides are gone
So when the ‘King of Spades’ said “Boys dig in”, we did it time and time again
Then wrote to next of kin, “Take the Central Georgia Home”

Bridge
Some say the war is over, some think that it’s only just begun
Well there’s rumor about, that General Lee sold us out
Could the Old Man, be wrong?

The Central Georgia runs through Sherman’s path, crows are left to do the math
They’ll separate the wheat from chafe, where a boy once called home
But that day is just a memory, like smoke and God turned out to be
Like the day that Bobby Lee said “Take the Central Georgia Home”

Chorus
And we joined for adventure; we left with our Brothers
We searched for our Fathers---who never came back home
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said “Take the Central Georgia Home”

Coda
We fought for God, and then for country, but we never fought for money
And for Bobby Lee who said “Take the Central Georgia Home”
Track Name: Crazy Love
Crazy Love © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

The night’s been hiding in the streets
On loading docks and Yellow Cab back seats
And 3 floors up, a lover’s symphony

Caught in a sudden summer rain
Wet skin and white sheets embrace
Bodies in motion, in motion remain

Chorus
What kind of crazy love is this?
That blooms in the darkness...

One candle burning on the sill
An inch an hour until
We passed midnight, like its standing still

Now dawn is just around the bend
And I’m craving your thunder once again
I count the seconds, when the lightning ends

Chorus
What kind of crazy love is this?
That blooms in the darkness
One stolen kiss
What kind of crazy love...

Bridge
Baby, Baby, Baby, cant you see?
The night belongs to you and, you and me

Can love survive the light of day?
‘Leap before you look’ I always say
Say what you mean, don’t let the words get in the way

So lock the city out the door
And leave your dress on the floor
Steal the breath, from my lips once more

Chorus
What kind of crazy love is this?
That blooms in the darkness
What kind of crazy love, what kind of crazy love
What kind of crazy love is this?
What kind of crazy love...
Track Name: Gravity
Gravity © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

The wine went down easy, when Midnight lost its nerve
And you took off that black dress, set it free, from your curves
And somewhere on that starry night, you and I broke free
From the curve of the earth, and love’s own, Gravity

Well I told my legs to take it slow, told my heart to know its mind
Told my wings where to go, in the darkness flying blind
And you told me all your secrets, some were true, and some were lies
But none would feel the pull, of Gravity, that night

Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Adam looks for Eve, in Love’s lost and found
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity

Well our love affair was 8 months, 4 days, and 3 nights
And 17 hours, as the crow flies
And we wandered in love’s wilderness, its no Garden of Eden
There’s no snake to set us free, from love’s own, Gravity

Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Newton had it wrong, there’s no fruit on the ground
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity

Bridge
But the man who tends the orchard
He was busy that day
When Gravity would have its way

Chorus
Gravity, pulling us down
Adam looks for Eve, in Love’s lost and found
But the apple is gone from the tree
No way to stop from falling, Gravity

And we only took what love might need
And it weighed us down, Gravity
Just a feather or two, Gravity...
Track Name: Sarah Ann
Sarah Ann © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

Sarah Ann Posey, in a white cotton dress
Her rosy red cheeks, soaking wet
Sarah, Oh Sarah, you’re just 16
Can’t you see that you’re too young for me?

Sarah Ann Posey, in flip-flops now Hanging sunflower curtains, in my old house
Then she’s out in the barn, with a milking pail
Mud between her toes, and on her pony tail

Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I’ve waited so long
These past 2 years, to bring you home
A farmer’s wife, you wanted to be
All 5 foot 5, of Sarah Ann Posey

Sarah Ann Posey, in a pale green skirt
Me in black jeans, and my brother’s shirt
At the Eau Claire County courthouse, in the month of May
She’s 18 years old, on our wedding day

Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I’ve waited so long
These past 2 years, to bring you home
A farmer’s wife, you wanted to be
You are the very breath in me

Now Sarah Ann Posey’s, in her Sunday best
At the Fire Department banquet
I answered the call, as a volunteer
‘Cause that’s how you meet your neighbors here

Bridge
Well the call came in, like they always do
I grabbed my helmet and yellow boots
Out on Five Mile Road, the accident scene
And the way back home, for Sarah Ann Posey

Sarah Ann Posey, in new blue jeans
Her heart barely beating while the siren’s scream
How can this be, my wife of 7 weeks
All 5 foot 5, of Sarah Ann Posey


Chorus
Sarah, Oh Sarah, I’ve waited so long
This ain’t how I wanted, to bring you home
A farmer’s wife, now you’ll always be
Then I breathe one last time, for Sarah Ann Posey
Sarah, Oh Sarah, you’ll always be
A farmer’s wife, my Sarah Ann Posey...
Track Name: Lost and Found
Lost and Found © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

I want to get Lost, flat tire broke and busted, heaven’s hinges rusted
In a town, that don’t know my name
But these bridges I’m burning are like a fever returning
And no river can drown that flame
I want to get lost...

I want to go out, in a blaze of Old Glory, like the tragic miner’s story
Still singing “I Saw the Light”
But their breath in the tunnel, is like a twister’s funnel
Jerusalem comes screaming down the tracks

Chorus
And I can’t put it down, and I can’t crawl out
‘Cause I can’t run away from my past
I want to get Lost...

I want to go home, when she’s 6 feet under water, hurricane’s daughter
Wash our sins right off the land
But the hand of God is shaking, Mother Nature is aching
‘Cause the whole world is spinning too damn fast
I want to go home...

Bridge
All the things I meant to say, have brought me to my knees
And I’ve never been one to pray, but please, God please
Please keep her safe there at your side, and tell her I’m alright

I want to be Found, in stained glass & floodlights, Mason-Dixon moonlight
Another notch on the Bible belt
But this whiskey glass that I’m drinkin’, was a desert once I’m thinkin’
Fire and water making love at last

Chorus
And I can’t put it down, and I can’t crawl out
‘Cause I can’t run away from my past
I want to get Lost. I want to be Found...
Track Name: Suicide Weather
Suicide Weather © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

She's got Christmas cards she's never gonna send
And a stack of bills that don't end
She never saw it coming, didn't listen to her friends
Who said you shouldn't mess with married men
And you shouldn't mess with darkness, this close to the light
You're heart might get caught in the wind

Chorus
‘Cause it feels like, Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend

One summer visit was all that it took
He promised to show her around
So he took her up to the mountains
Said they'll lift you up if you get down
But you won't see the mountains, this time of year
And you won't see the sun for a while

Chorus
‘Cause it feels like, Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend

Bridge
Well you’re done feeling foolish
And God knows that you’re scared
But I'm tellin' you, tomorrow's still there
And you say that ‘Love may be blind but she ain't fair’
And just one step and you're walkin' on air
And there'll be no more...

Chorus
Suicide Weather, on the Vista Bridge
Fog comes rollin' in
Suicide Weather, tunnel vision
You lost another friend...You lost another friend...Suicide Weather
You lost another friend...Suicide Weather...You lost another friend...

She's got Christmas cards she's never gonna send…
Track Name: On the Way Home
On the Way Home © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

Pontiac Catalina, 1983
Past midnight, West Virginia, coal country
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Cigarette in the ashtray, wet tires that sing
Love letters in the glove box with a diamond ring
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Chorus
On The Way Home, I’m callin’ your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I’ve been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Scale jumpin’ semi’s on the Alleghany side
Better stay off of that center line
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

AM gospel static, hung up in the trees
The Book of Revelations on the front seat
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Chorus
On The Way Home, I’m callin’ your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I’ve been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Bridge
High beams searching for my desire
Coolant that gives me its heat tonight

So will you just be my lover, or will you be my wife?
I’ve got 200 miles alone tonight
On the Way Home, On the Way Home

Chorus
On The Way Home, I’m callin’ your name
Crack the window, to stay awake
Well I’ve been through the ringer
‘Cause the kindness of strangers
In that town, never did feel the same
On the Way Home, On the Way Home...
Track Name: Three Wishes
Three Wishes © &  Daniel Weber 2012 Highway142Music (ASCAP)

Grant me these, Three Wishes
No army’s will I raise
I will resist all temptation
If you, will do the same

My first wish, several lifetimes
And every gift, I gave to you
Be forgot, then rediscovered
Like the day, when they, were new

My second wish, my second home
With its long, canyon view
Throw my ring, in that cold river
Give gravity, its due

I woke the land, from its slumber
Burned the rain, for my heat
I asked the mountains, for forgiveness
Then my journey, was complete

Now my last wish, bring your sorrows
Bring your burdens, black and blue
Release two crows, from the altar
When the longest, night, is through

Grant me these, Three Wishes
Every gift, I gave to you
Throw my ring, in that cold river
Give gravity, its due
Release two crows, from the altar
When the longest, night, is through...