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Left Arm Tan

by Left Arm Tan

Americana that heals the soul.
Genre: Country: Alt-Country
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1. Mexicali Run
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2. La Mirage
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3. Pawn Shop Heart
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4. Alpha Bravo
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5. Stars and City Lights
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6. Harder to Let Go
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7. Headlights
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8. It Ain't Love
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9. Silver and Gold
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10. Good Ol' Days
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© 2020 Left Arm Tan. All rights reserved.
Mexicali Run
La Mirage
Pawn Shop Heart
Alpha Bravo
Stars and City Lights
Harder to Let Go
Headlights
It Ain’t Love
Silver and Gold
Good Ol’ Days

Produced by Left Arm Tan
Engineered by Jim Volentine and Brian Kieta
Mastered by Dave McNair
Cover design by Chuck Lay
Brian Lee: vocals, guitar
Daniel Hines: guitar, keys, vocals
Tim Manders: drums, vocals
Shawn Light: guitar, keys, vocals
Joseph Lopez: bass
Mark Belding: dobro, steel, trumpet
Additional musicians
Thea Brown: cello
Abel Casillas: accordion

Mexicali Run
I’m flying through the desert like my hair just caught on fire
Running past the black birds sleeping on the telephone wire
Drumming a symphony on these worn out tires
It’s a Mexicali Run and I’m gonna see my baby tonight
Desert sounds better with Ramones on the radio
Got my lights on high my seat back way down low
Three quarter tank and 200 miles to go
On a Mexicali Run and I’m gonna see my baby tonight
I’d drive all night for you
Outrun the cops and sail past the moon
The radio’s buzzin our song honey it won’t be long
Hemi’s running hot and the gears are starting to whine
Man made sparks running up and down my spine
My heart’s spinning baby about to hit the redline
It’s a Mexicali Run and I’m gonna see my baby tonight
I’m runnin’ and a gunnin’ and I’m starting to feel real fine
My baby’s waiting up with a cheap ass bottle of red red wine
They’ll never build a wall between her heart and mine
On a Mexicali Run and I’m gonna see my baby tonight

La Mirage
They’re telling tales out under the eaves at the La Mirage Roadside Inn
And every road in America can bring you here
A scenic slice of American life where the miracles never end
Just watching the cars roll by, watching the cars roll in
Room number 12 keeps to herself but she smiles and claps along
While 22 plays out of tune lovesick country songs
And 16’s here from nineteen years of service with the force
He up and quit now he’s talking shit about filing for divorce
35 and his new bride just rolled in today
Twenty-somethings full of life nothing in their way
And in 13 he’s on his knees praying for his wife
After forty years together cancer’s trying to take her life
From travelers to stragglers and folks stuck in between
There’s room for all while the vacant light stays on
From prophets to doubters and those who just can’t believe
Everybody’s got a tale and a lesson to pass on

Pawn Shop Heart
I gave all of me and handed you the key
Burned the boats at sea and did it all for free
You buy sell or trade all the love that we made
Through the smoke and haze like you couldn’t wait
Two steppin’ two timin’ blue eyed heart attack
I ain’t perfect but baby I ain’t that bad
I’ll give it away again someday or shine it till it ain’t black
It’s just a pawnshop heart but baby I want it back
Now I see your soul like only I could know
You borrowed and sold things meant to hold
Save the apologies cuz just as far as I can see
You’ll need for all the other guys after me

Alpha Bravo
Alpha Bravo please come in I’m trying to reach you again
It’s been weeks without sleep and I’m tumbling in too deep
Alpha Bravo please come in
Some things feel good like a mortal sin you could say I got into the stuff again
And the bottle goes so fast it never seems to last
Alpha Bravo please come in
Take me back to the start before I lost my heart
Take me back to hold my mama’s hand
Rescue me from me I’ll clear away the LZ
I’m overrun and it’s my last stand
Throw my stripes in the breeze there are things I just can’t unsee
They’re with me from the dawn till the shadows all grow long
It’s hard to live when you can’t breath
Oh Bobby can you hear my voice above the sounds of collateral noise
All zipped up and barely hanging on
Your face and tags haunt my dreams and each day I lose one more it seems
But this tattoo reminds me I’m not alone

Stars and City Lights
The smell of oleander is sweet before the rain
Like the past that lies behind you but it’s coming ‘round again
And what is time but thread to stitch the pain?
So I’m coming back to Houston but not to settle down
To heal the scars I left behind pick the pieces off the ground
The highway bends as I’m soaking in the darkness between towns
Like a fighter going in for his final round
So I’m driving through the night like I’m flying through the cosmos
Just to see the morning in your eyes
And if stars and city lights sing to lonely hearts I know I will hear them tonight
My daddy did the same thing before I came along
Running from some darkness not making right from wrong
So I’m putting things back where they belong
There’s a serenading memory calling me back home
Like a Sunday morning breeze that carry’s a holy song
I know I can’t atone for the things I’ve done or said
I can drink the wine but I can’t break the bread
There’s a serenading memory calling me back home

Harder to Let Go
She’s changing her name and hitting the road
All she packed are the dreams she owns
The Pear Blossom Highway is calling her to L.A. she’s leaving home
And there’s a tear in her eye as she starts to realize she’s on her own
'Cuz it’s hard to hang on but it’s harder to let go
Learning to crawl to every casting call
Finding her feet after every fall she’s making her way
Through the streets of L.A. on her own
Where stars may shine and dreams may die but still she knows
It’s hard to hang on but it’s harder to let go
And mama said how could we know she’s leaving home?
We gave her all the freedom we could buy
Those sweet blue eyes she always hid behind, how could we know
That it’s hard to hang on but it’s harder to let go?

Headlights
I dug a well in the pit of my heart and named it after you
Every time I drank deep the taste was clear and true
But this life on the road and the burning in my soul
Made the well run dry and I’m asking why this heartache
Is all I know
We used to dance all night in the headlights of cars
Under the milky way and now the stars seem to far away
I drove on past the very last house we used to own
The amber grain out in the field was waving to our song
And all I could see was eternity and each day lasts so long
It’s a crying shame I’m to blame I let the devil take our home
We could say goodbye but there’s no letting go
Every time I tried I’m left shivering in the snow

It Ain’t Love
The car is packed with your favorite Christmas lights
The tank is full you can drive all night
Your Prince records buckled up and by your side
They’re ain’t the only ones you’re taking for a ride
It ain’t drinking till you’re drinking all alone
It ain’t lonesome till she disconnects the phone
It ain’t sadness till you put in a song
It ain’t love until she’s gone
Pack up the drapes wrap our dreams up tight
Clean out the attic and the moonbeams at night
Leave the key and I’ll sleep right here on the floor
I’ll drink up the memories till I can’t find the door
Leave the roses on the shelf they can’t bloom all by themselves

Silver and Gold
She’s got Cartier, diamonds and a Benz
The finest clothes and a new set of friends
A house in Malibu with the waves crashing down
And a man who’s out on her, out on town
She stares out the window with far away eyes
From her golden cage she’s living a common lie
He gave her the cars and she gave him the keys
But the truth and tenderness is all she needs
Take all you can all you can carry
Trade in your silver buy out the gold
He’s seventeen strung out and God knows where
And his socialite won’t be disturbed or care
But sadness will come when they recognize the boy on the evening news with his momma’s eyes
Take all you can all you can carry
Trade in your silver buy out the gold
But the best things in life you can’t hold

Good Ol’ Days
She dances alone in the dark to old 45’s
The kind you buy when you’re young and still alive
Every night she drops that needle down
And smiles as her world turns back around
They don’t write ‘em like they used to songs that make you move
They write ‘em like they got something to lose
But somewhere in outer space there’s some old radio waves
And aliens are starting to sway to songs from the good ol’ days
He’s drinking down at the old worn out dive
And the juke box glows like it just came alive
Dropping dimes in the slot like he’s got a lot
Sometimes the oldest heart still burns hot
A young buck is playing granddad’s guitar
Voice like silk with his eyes on the stars
He’s got new ideas and tales to be told
But they feel so good cuz man they got soul
And aliens are starting to sway to songs from the new good ol’ days



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