CD LYRICS: WHITE SAND, WARM SUN AND SALTY H20

RED RED WINE AND A LOT OF ONE LOVE Sick and tired of this cubicle, 6 o’clock and I’m stuck here still/ My screen saver’s got me staring at the Caribbean / Reggae tune running through my head/ Wishing I was there instead/ Somewhere in the sand, you and me singing

A little Red Red Wine and a lot of One Love /
Bob Marley and a couple beach chairs,
UB40 and I’ll be there w/ some Red Red wine and a lot of One Love

One day, girl we’re out of here/ Game plan, gonna disappear/ And once we’re gone we’re never coming back again
It’s gonna be blue water and four bare feet, hot sun and frozen drinks and beach bar swings swaying to a reggae band, playing

Red Red Wine and a lot of One Love / Bob Marley and a couple beach chairs/ UB40 and I’ll be there with some Red Red wine and a lot of One Love /

This mama thing’s got you losing your mind and
I’m an eternity from being retired, but just one minute from heading back home to you

With some Red Red Wine and a lot of One Love / Bob Marley and a couple beach chairs, UB40 and I’ll be there with some Red Red wine / Red Red Wine and a lot of One Love / Jimmy Cliff and a couple beach chairs, a little Buffett and I’ll be there with some Red Red wine/ Red Red Wine/ Red Red Wine and a lot of One Love / Let's get together and feel alright

 

MARISOL “Mar” means ocean, “sol” means sun / Just in case you’re wondering where her name comes from /I never thought anything in life could ever be as beautiful as sea and sun together / At least until the day she came along

Oh, I love my little Marisol / Oh, her smile lights up my world / Oh, I love my little Marisol / She’s just her Daddy’s girl

Sure I love my sons and roughhousing’s fun, but there are things that only daughters do / Her pink dress and her little shoes are matching / Can’t believe she’s already into fashion / She’s gonna break a heart or two

Oh, I love my little Marisol / Her ribbons and her curls / Oh, I love my little Marisol / She’s just her Daddy’s girl     

              She’s growing up so fast and each day she’s prettier than the one before / I don’t want to think about the day some kid comes knocking on my door

          Saying oh, I love your little Marisol / Oh, more than anything in this world / Oh, he’ll be in love with Marisol / Oh, but she’ll still be daddy’s girl / She’ll always be her Daddy’s girl

 

TALK TO EACH OTHER Staring at this inbox staring back at me / I used to own this gadget, now this gadget owns me / Trying to answer all these messages is like holding back the tide / Another wave comes rolling in by the time I hit reply / And I often wonder why

Can’t we just talk to each other / Talk to each other/ A real life conversation, iIs that too much to ask? Can’t we  just talk to each other

Now it seems like it’s been ages since we sat and shot the breeze / Disconnected from devices, you and me / Now we shoot each other LOLs but I’d rather share a laugh /Instead of likes on Facebook
or pictures on Snapchat

Can’t we just talk to each other / Talk to each other
I’m sick and tired of selfies, tweets and Instagrams
Can’t we just talk to each other

Hear to heart and face to face / Have we forgotten how?
Hashtag done with this / I’m loggin’ out

Is that my kid or just some alien, that zombie on the couch
Mesmerized by YouTube sitting there for hours / When I finally snatch that IPAD he just rolls his eyes
I say son, one day you’ll thank me / Now let’s go outside

Where we can talk to each other / Talk to each other
One on one, the two of us, the way we used to do
Can’t we just talk to each other / He says Dad, you’re so old fashioned / I just smile 'cause that’s OK as long as we can talk to each other / I love it when we talk to each other

 

WHITE SAND, WARM SUN AND SALTY H20 Got a constant craving, can’t fight the urge / I try to kick the habit but it keeps on getting worse / I’ve given up on rehab / It’s far too late
This lifelong addiction’s is impossible to break  

Gimme some white sand, warm sun, and salty H20 / Intervention’s useless, it’s out of my control / Twelve steps from the ocean, who needs twelve more when you got white sand, warm sun and salty H20 / White sand, warm sun and salty H20

It goes back to my childhood and that very first trip / Watching the waves roll in mesmerized this kid / By the time they dragged me up the beach and shoved me in the car / I knew no matter where I’d go
I’d never get too far

From white sand, warm sun, and salty H20 / Now the sea’s outside my window and there’s a beach outside my door / And those three things still turn me on just like long ago White sand, warm sun and salty H20 / White sand, warm sun and salty H20

So keep your change of seasons, the winter and the cold / Send me a postcard with pictures of the snow / I’ll look at it and shiver and just shake my head / As I’m putting on my swimming suit and heading out instead Into the white sand, warm sun and salty H20

So take all your sweaters and set them on fire / Slap on some sunscreen, put on some Kelly McGuire / Then Turn Around And Run right to the place you ought to be / Get your butt into a beach chair right next to me
In white sand, warm sun and salty H20 / Living by the sea is so good for the soul / I pinch myself and wonder who could ask for more
Than white sand, warm sun and salty H20 / There’s no cure for my addiction / Every day I overdose on white sand, warm sun and salty H20 / White sand, warm sun and salty H20

 

WELL WASTED TIME (Don Middlebrook) Remember that sunset cruise on a slow boat ride / Stars falling from the sky / Telling stories of days gone by and laughing til we cried / Well wasted time / Well wasted time

Then at night when you fell asleep I brushed the hair from your face / I felt like that little boat in your wake just watching you breathe / Honey I love you so much I couldn’t fall asleep / And it was well wasted time / Well wasted time / Give me some more well wasted time / I need some well wasted time

So whisper in my ear and tell me all you got to say / The night is ours to hold, tell the world to go away / I need some well wasted time / Give me some more well wasted time / Wouldn't you love a little well wasted time / Sure could use some well wasted time / We need some well wasted time

 

A LITTLE BIT OF RAIN (Hugo Duarte) When I was seventeen years old we moved to Tascosa / My daddy was determined to make some dreams come true / I swore I’d never let him down as long as I was breathing / Working dawn til dusk, side by side doing all that we could do

Just to stay alive / Just to stay together / We were praying if we worked real hard we’d see our lives get better /
Daddy kept on saying son our luck is bound to change / With the good Lord’s help, some daylight, and just a little bit of rain

It never rained a single drop and our dreams were bound to fail /
It’s hard to watch a whole year’s work turn to dust in one dry spell/
There was nothing anyone could do, nothing we could say /
We just loaded what was left of our lives on a truck and drove away

Trying to stay alive / Trying to stay together
We were praying if we worked real hard we’d see our lives get better / Daddy kept on saying son our luck is bound to change /
With the good Lord’s help, some daylight, and just a little bit of rain

We were down but not defeated all those years ago / Our failures taught me how to reap those seeds my daddy sowed

I woke up this morning and jumped up in my truck / I drove out to the furthest field and I turned my collar up I walked out in that winter wheat and touched it with my hands / And thanked the Lord for blessing me with those years with my old man

For keeping us alive / For keeping us together
For listening to our desperate prayers / And making our lives better
Daddy always told me son our luck is bound to change / With the good Lord’s help, some daylight, and just a little bit of rain

 

DEEPER WATERS, BIGGER FISH I remember when I was just a little kid / Ankle deep in water, my first rod and reel in hand / I thought I was the world’s greatest fisherman as I hooked that tiny bluegill and reeled that baby in / To me I’d hauled a whale in from the depths / I think about that day as I pack up head

For deeper waters and bigger fish / No more catching bluegills, gotta fill up my nets in deeper waters with bigger fish / Somewhere off the shoreline just trying to get to deeper waters and bigger fish

I still recall my first gig at a local bar with a borrowed pair of speakers and a second hand guitar / Pretty soon we packed the place on Friday nights / And as my tip jar filled with dollar bills I thought that I’d come far / ‘Til a hundred times they’d heard my songs before / Time to leave the harbor, time to shove off the shore

For deeper waters and bigger fish / Gotta hook ‘em where they’re biting, that’s how it is / Deeper waters and bigger fish
Gotta aim for the distance if you’re ever gonna get to
Deeper waters and bigger fish

Thank God she understands me, but the kids they don't get
why so often their Daddy’s just some distant silhouette / Like a boat on the horizon, I'm always heading off for some show
Think it’s time I turn this ship around and aim for shore

From deeper water and bigger fish / Life’s big clock has only got so many ticks / Deeper waters, bigger fish / Gotta get back home and make up for all I’ve missed in deeper waters, bigger fish
This weary traveler’s seen one too many trips to deeper waters, bigger fish / ‘Can’t wait to hit my front door and give my girl a kiss
Deeper waters, bigger fish/ Maybe catch some bluegills with the kids

CORONA SUNSET (Mulligan/James White) Corona sunset, margarita moon / Spanish guitars serenade the sky with a tune / Waves kissing the shore and time for just one more Corona sunset, and margarita moon

They say down here crazy things can happen / And this past week, we’re living proof / A mixed-up reservation, a casual hello
A couple drinks, and next thing we knew

It was Corona sunsets and margarita moons / Suddenly manana’s coming way too soon / Wish this night could somehow last
instead of fading away so fast like Corona sunsets and margarita moons

Our footprints in the sand will soon be washed away as echoes of tonight fade with the breeze / You’ll be back in your world, and I’ll be off in mine/ Looking back on memories

Sails out on the sea / Silhouettes of you and me and Corona sunsets / Now your boarding pass is printed and your bags are packed / Just like that reality’s closing in / But this evening sky has got me thinking crazy thoughts / Perhaps this story doesn’t end

With this Corona sunset and margarita moon / Is it me, or are you kind of wondering too?/ Will these memories disappear or lead us both back here to Corona sunsets and margarita moons
Will the salt air on the breeze again find you and me
under Corona sunsets / Corona sunsets, margarita moons

 

SIMPLIFY (Thom Shepherd/ Leslie Satcher) He walked right in the kitchen, took her hand and said I need to talk to you / There’s something I’ve been thinking about / A couple questions I need an answer to / Do we own this house, baby, or does this house own us?
And those Harleys in the driveway, they’re just gathering dust
and one’s got a flat / What’s up with that? / Had to buy some big lawn tractor for that yard we had to have / Now the only time we’re out there is when we’re cutting all that grass and how cool’s a pool we never get to use?

What if we simplify / Trade in our supersize for something smaller /
Spend more time on us and less time on chasing a dollar / Take back our lives / What if you and I simplify?

We work so many hours to keep everything we have / We could let some of it go and buy our freedom back / Am I insane or
girl, are you game? Now, I can’t even tell you who we’re trying to impress / We could sell one of those bikes and take the other one out West and see Wyoming / Just you and me

Why don’t we simplify/ Trade in our supersize for something smaller / Spend more time on us and less time on chasing a dollar / Take back our lives / What if you and I simplify / Take back our lives /
What if you and I simplify

She looked at him kind of funny, then she smiled
She said I’ll call up the realtor, you go air up that tire

 

JUST ANOTHER GIRL Why do I stumble, mumble, fumble, every time you simply walk into the room? Your words, your smile,  your ways /
Why they gotta mess me up the way they do? / According to the numbers you are just another girl / Another person among billions in this world

Call me crazy, but I see you sitting right here when there’s no one else around / And I hear echoes of your voice and aa cute little laugh when you’re nowhere to be found / Guess my heart didn’t get that memo from my head / She’s only human, don’t you get

She’s just another girl / Just another woman / A face among the crowd in a big old crazy world / Just another girl / And I guess I’m just another guy amazed at how anyone could ever look at you and see just another girl

My sweet illusions find me hanging around with you / ‘Cause no one ever told me, I never knew you’re just another girl / Just another woman / Could it be that “just” is just another word? If you’re just another girl then why am I so constantly, blindly and hopelessly convinced you’ll never be just another girl
And if I’m wrong, blame this song on just another girl

 

ALBUM CREDITS

Produced by Kenny Royster, Direct Image Recording, Nashville TN

Acoustic guitars, gut string and ukelele: Bobby Terry

Electric and acoustic guitars: Pat Buchanan

Keyboards and accordion: Howard Duck

Drums: Nick Buda

Bass: Dave Francis

Harmonica: Jim Hoke

Backing vocals on "Corona Sunset" Wendy Newcomer

All songs written by Mark Mulligan (c2015 Mulligan's Island Music) except "Corona Sunset" (Mulligan/James White), "A Little Bit of Rain" (Hugo Duarte), "Simplify (Thom Shepherd/Leslie Satcher) and "Well Wasted Time" (Don Middlebrook)

CD Design and Artwork: Angie Leyva

Cover Photo: Dave Johnson

 

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