Glory Days

by The Acousticals

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released April 1, 2007

guitar and vocals - Richie Reinholdt
upright bass and backing vocals - Ted Lowe
mandolin - Chad Fadely

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The Acousticals Missoula, montana

This fine-picking all-original ensemble features Missoula bluegrass legends Richie Reinholdt on guitar, Chad Fadely on mandolin, and Britt Arnesen on the big ole doghouse bass.

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Track Name: I Dunno
Words and music by Richie Reinholdt

I dunno if the blink of an eye
Measures the time between hello and goodbye
Opaque signs beckoning us on
March in time closer to the dawn

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno

And I dunno if collective fantasy
Is enough too set the captives free
Bound in chains shackled with remorse
Fashion slaves riding the gift horse to

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly

If I try I can see I can see a million miles
Across the sea to a land of manic smiles
Where caustic hands are grabbing for their share
Two fisted minds clutching at the air

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly

I dunno why salvation’s bought and sold
Redemption in exchange for gold
But payments of bribery alone
Won’t guarantee a place closer to the throne

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno

I dunno if I can count how many times
I’m hypnotised by seductive rhymes
Words of love whispered soft and low
Torrid scenes in some Bali-wood show

Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
Oh where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
Track Name: Betty Lou
Words and music by Richie Reinholdt.
lyrics
Hey now Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

Quarter-back and the prom queen
You were the cheerleader of my passion dreams
But a careless night without a glove
Led me down the aisle pledging eternal love

Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Ahh Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

Mortgaged life in a single-wide
Busted cars parked outside
But when the local called a strike I saw them picket lines
All around the life I thought was mine

Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to

With your diaper breath and bloodshot eyes
You wonder why I stay out all night
But when the baby cries with hunger pangs
I gotta get out here before I go insane

Ahh Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to
Track Name: Sunset
Words and music by Richie Reinholdt.
lyrics
As day is done a crimson fiery sun
Spreads a last farewell across the sky
Drenching light rays of golden rose
Scorching memories of lives gone by
Smoldering with it’s need
To reach back and touch yesterday

Gambling time forsaken to the wind
Always betting on a losing hand
Guarded hearts a lovers game of chance
The winners names are written in the sand
With rippled fists clenched in rage
The losers’ clutch at yesterday

Selfish ones festooned with desire
Forgetting everything in the mirror
Games go on blinded by the chase
A murky path that used to seem so clear
Not looking back to far enough to see
The lessons of yesterday

And through the years the heart loses it’s way
Eventually forgetting how to fly
Distant cries of loves that used to be
Echoes all across the evening sky
But a shadow from goodbyes
Has fallen across yesterday

And now the past forever frozen in time
Remains as distant as the twilight sun
Parting words like salvos to the heart
Malevolently fired on the run
Linger on eternally
Trying to remake yesterday
Track Name: Stray Raven
Words and music by Richie Reinholdt
lyrics
Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Seventeen years of crossed-off days
On calendar pages counting the ways
They’ve kept you in cages with no room to grow
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Four walls in the prison of a shared bedroom
Looking out the window, reaching for the moon
A voice is calling, “Come away with me now”
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Now you’re out on the wire, which way will you go?
Back home through the window, open below?
Or out, beyond, into the unknown?
Spread your wings and fly away

Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb

Oh, how high can you climb?
Track Name: Voices in the Rain
words and music by Richie Reinholdt
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I heard voices in the rain clear as can be now
Voices in the rain who could it be now who could it be

Raining so hard lightning flashing
Thought I heard something out in the dark
Cats in the street or the pouring rain
Maybe just the joint in my hand

I heard voices in the rain clear as can be now
Voices in the rain calling to me now calling to me

What was that an argument
Silent scream in the air
Whispering voices calling my name
There it is I heard it again

Sounds like voices in the rain calling to me now
Voices in the rain who could it be now who could it be now yeah

The ever silent concrete porch
Quivering in the storm
Thundering showers like a banshee cry
Pelting the streets with pain

Sounds like voices in the rain who could it be now
Voices in the rain calling to me now
There’s something out there waiting for me now
Who could it be

But the drowning village sleeps right on through
Echoing with the sound
The ghost of the soldier
And the roar of his gun

Sounds like voices in the rain calling to me now
Voices in the rain screaming at me now calling to me now
There’s something out there waiting for me now calling to me now
Was it her was it him was it him now
Struck by lightning struck by lightning
Track Name: Life #2
Words and music by Richie Reinholdt
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Too many nights in the smokehouse station
With the walking wounded crying out for more
Filling their tanks with the same old favorites
Beer-soaked requests stuck to the floor
Too many miles on a one-way ticket Littered with plastic cups of foam
Stone-cold hotties concerned with their hotness
Only equal heat can take them home

Will it all come clean in the wash, hung out on the line
Is there enough soap in the machine to wash away the time?

Compositional word restrictions outshining all other tales of woe
Claiming all the spoils of valor bravehearts stacked up head to toe
Too many street signs pointing at favors expected to fill the empty void
Wrapped securely in layers of denial
And buried deep so it won’t make noise

Harmonic rumblings from the captains’ corner
Saluting visions of glory days
Weeknight warriors from the rank and file
Melodic content drowned in the haze
Steering the ship through bluesman waters
But never quite reaching the port on time
When you begin at the end just to start all over
Chases off all the rest in line

Because a square peg never fits in the round hole
Retelling tales of wonderous deeds
And there’s too much history shaping the image
When the suspects come to the trough to feed
When it comes to leaving or staying too long
Will the wasted masses require goodbyes
From a fading vision of wishful greatness
All of your questions wiil be answered with lies

Will it all come clean in the wash, hung out on the line
Is there enough soap in the machine to wash away the slime?