ALBUM CREDITS & LYRICS

Produced, engineered and mixed by:

BEN RICE

Recorded at:

Degraw Sound, Brooklyn, NY

Mastered by:

Joe LaPorta at Sterling Sound

Photography:

Rob Bondurant

Art direction & design:

Reno Bo

Special thanks to:

Stephen Saunders, Tim Wheeler,

Abra Kent, Reed McBroom, Ben Rice,

Degraw Street Boys, Joshua Jones,

Moon Mullins, Anton Mullins

UP ALL NIGHT

Ain’t it funny how your fears will change

When you’re aging with the season

Well I’m still scared of the dark

But now it’s for different reasons

All the things I wanted seem to come down with their demons

And I can’t fall asleep cause my heart can’t bare the dreamin’

So leave the light on when you go

So you can find your way back home

You know I can’t bare to be alone

It’s too cold to go outside and I’m too drunk to hide my pride

I pray to God for a little light

Cause the darkness seems to keep me up all night 

February nights are longer than the days

Well I’ve been thinkin’ bout’ God but I’m too damn tired to pray

What the hell have I even got to ask for anyway

I got everything I wanted but no way to heal the pain

So leave the light on when you go

So you can find your way back home

You know I can’t bare to be alone

It’s too cold to go outside and I’m too drunk to hide my pride

I pray to God for a little light

Cause the darkness seems to keep me up all night 

Written by: Reed McBroom, Drake Stacy; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Piano/Hammond: Pete Remm

Mellotron: Ben Rice

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice

LET IT SHINE

Been headed down this road seems like forever

I’m goin’ nowhere fast oh and sometimes the weather’s just too rough

I need to pull off and get inside

Let the storm pass get back on track and just enjoy the ride

Let it shine / For forever on me

Let it shine / For forever down on me

When you feel like hope is gone and no strength to carry on

Let it shine / Let it shine

I don’t want to make it hard but that’s my way

It always comes with a cost

Oh but I know at the end of the day there’s light in the tunnel

Hold on and find the strength to keep runnin’

Chase the lion into the pit and don’t ever quit

Let it shine / For forever on me

Let it shine / For forever down on me

When you feel like hope is gone and no strength to carry on

Let it shine / Let it shine

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Piano/Hammond: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

LONELY RAIN

The sun ain’t shinin’ today

The lights ain’t on cause the bills ain’t paid

Spent all my money smoked my last cigarette

The car’s broke down cause I haven’t got it fixed yet

Early in the mornin’ 

It came without warnin’

When it’s rainin’ man it’s pourin’

And I’ve been dreamin’ all about L.A.

Cause it ain’t stormin’

In southern California

And don’t it make you wanna

Hide away hide away

From the lonely lonely rain

Lonely lonely

Lonely lonely

Lonely lonely rain

Lonely lonely

Lonely lonely

These days I don’t do a lot

I lost my job for smokin’ pot

And the church marque told me you just gotta pray

Man I just can’t catch a break

Early in the mornin’ 

It came without warnin’

When it’s rainin’ man it’s pourin’

And I’ve been dreamin’ all about L.A.

Cause it ain’t stormin’

In southern California

And don’t it make you wanna

Hide away hide away

From the lonely lonely rain

The lonely lonely rain

Written by: John David Kent, Reed McBroom; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Piano/Hammond/Wurlitzer: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

MY OLD SELF

I wish I could 

Find a way to make it all 

Seem like a better seem like a better day

And I could use 

Some company so I revised 

A plan for you a plan for you and me

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help to get back to my old self

Cause I think you’d like it too

If I could make

You laugh again would you feel safe

Cause there’s no better place no better place for me

But I’m shakin’ in

Someone else’s arms and they don’t think

That I can make it make it on my own

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help to get back to my old self

Cause I think you’d like it too

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help to get back to my

I wish I could

Get back to my old self

I guess I need help to get back to my old self

I guess I need help to get back to my old self

Cause I think I’de like it good

To get back to my old self

I think you’d like it too

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

String Arrangement: Ben Rice

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Strings: Sarah Haines, Joshua Henderson, Susan Mandel, Laura Sacks 

Hammond: Pete Remm

Piano/Wurlitzer: John David Kent

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

LEAVE YOU ALONE

Ain’t got much time left in this house

Drank too much ran myself right out

I said some things I didn’t mean

If I take em’ back do I have to leave

It’s 2 a.m.

I came home drunk I guess it’s

The couch again

No use in fightin’ baby

You always win even when you’re wrong

I guess I’ll get stoned and leave you alone

I hate this town I hate being poor

But I hate being sober even more

I ain’t in shape to talk right not

But if you give me space it might all work out

It’s 2 a.m.

I came home drunk I guess it’s

The couch again

No use in fightin’ baby

You always win even when you’re wrong

I guess I’ll get stoned and leave you alone

Pick me up at the Tiger Lounge

Too messed up too strung out

I payed the bar I missed the rent

Skinny Legs bail me out again

Pick me up at the Tiger Lounge

Too messed up too strung out

Oh my God I need a cigarette

I’m callin’ into work again

It’s 6 a.m.

Don’t turn the lights on baby

I’m sleepin’ in

Sometimes you drive me crazy

I don’t know why we can’t get along

It’s 2 a.m.

I came home drunk I guess it’s

The couch again

No use in fightin’ baby

You always win even when you’re wrong

I guess I’ll get stoned and leave you alone

Written by: John David Kent, Reed McBroom, Levi Scribner; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Piano/Hammond/Wurlitzer: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

HOGEYE

(Instrumental)

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Electric guitar: Reed McBroom

Hammond: Pete Remm

Piano: John David Kent

DON’T ASK WHY

I was born where the Cottonwood grows

I grew up in the Blackland it’ll always be my home

Some folks are proud some think it’s all a joke

If I learned one thing from a one-horse town we all reap what we sow

There’s a cafe off a Highway 69

Where old men are drinkin’ coffee and talkin’ about ol’ times

And on Sunday mornin’ they’re down the street at the old wood Church Of Christ

If I learned one thing from the bible-belt it’s you don’t ask why

No you don’t ask why 

You just do what they say

You fall in line

Where they know your face and they know your name

You go to church and you go to work to barely get by

But you can still buy gas on a store credit line 

And you don’t ask why

Friday night there’s a football game

Daddy wore 14 I wore the same

We’d all go down to the rock pit to celebrate in vain

And he’d say don’t forget where you come from boy don’t forget your last name

And you don’t ask why 

You just do what they say

You fall in line

Where they know your face and they know your name

You go to church and you go to work to barely get by

But you can still buy gas on a store credit line 

And you don’t ask why

Written by: John David Kent, Reed McBroom; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Hammond/Wurlitzer: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, Josh Lattanzi, John David Kent

SW TX

Headed out to California

Found myself along the way

Took a big left turn in Alpine

Headed down Terlingua to stay

Well I’m Southwest Texas

Oh I can’t be found

Terlingua, TX

Oh where two’s a crowd

Interstate’s full of junkies

Looking for the Marfa Lights

Wanna get there by sundown

El Cosmico in our sites

Well I’m Southwest Texas

Oh I can’t be found

Marfa, TX

Oh where two’s a crowd

Fix us up a mess Po Campo

Servin’ that rattlesnake

Everything wants to kill you dead out here

Put you down in the grave

Well I’m in Southwest Texas

Oh I can’t be found

Southwest Texas

Oh where two’s a crowd

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums: Greg Wieczorek

Conga drums/percussion: Mike Meadows 

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Pedal Steel: Dan Iead 

Hammond/Synthesizer: Ryan Brewer

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice , John David Kent

SHOULD’VE JUST LET ME GO

You should’ve just let your phone ring

You should’ve said it was someone else you should’ve lied to me

Pack my stuff in a box

So we can’t pick up where we left off

Cause here we are again 

Callin’ me up and lettin’ me in

Every time we’re together another bridge burns

You’d think by now we’d both learn

There’s nothin’ for us at the end of this road baby

You should’ve just let me go

You should’ve just pulled your hand away

Instead of pulling me in asking me to stay

And don’t use words that you don’t mean

Cause I know to you this don’t mean anything

Cause here we are again 

Callin’ me up and lettin’ me in

Every time we’re together another bridge burns

You’d think by now we’d both learn

There’s nothin’ for us at the end of this road baby

You should’ve just let me go

You should’ve just let me go

You should’ve just let your phone ring

You should’ve said it one someone else you should’ve lied to me

Cause here we are again 

Callin’ me up and lettin’ me in

Every time we’re together another bridge burns

You’d think by now we’d both learn

There’s nothin’ for us at the end of this road baby

You should’ve just let me go

You should’ve just let me go

Should’ve just let me go

Should’ve just let me go

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP, 

Hailey Whitters; Scrambler Music a division of Carnival Music Group BMI

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Hammond: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

SMALL TOWN USA

Seventeen

Homecoming queen

Five years later she’ll be serving drinks

Two kids weren’t quite the plan when she was turnin’ twenty two

Wishin’ she could start over new

In this town you do as you’re taught

Is it right or is it wrong to hate what you’re not

The old ones die the young’uns try and get away

The rest are livin’ here everyday

In small town USA

He was a star every Friday night

Catch a pass and run like hell dance underneath those lights

He’s gettin’ older now and he’s gettin’ mean

Makes his livin’ sellin’ methamphetamine

In this town you do as you’re taught

Is it right or is it wrong to hate what you’re not

The old ones die the young’uns try and get away

The rest are livin’ here everyday

In small town USA

Grandpa died everybody cried even the preacher came

We all knew they he made moonshine but we didn’t have the heart to say

Round’ here you don’t go talkin’ bad about your ken

You take it to the grave the secrets and the sins

In this town you do as you’re taught

Is it right or is it wrong to hate what you’re not

The old ones die the young’uns try and get away

The rest are livin’ here everyday

Well I think I might stay

Written by: John David Kent, Reed McBroom; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Hammond: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent

Backing vocals: Ben Rice, John David Kent

YOU’RE SO GOOD

When I hear the rain a fallin’

My arms start callin’

You to lay down just for another minute or two

And I know we got things to do but honey

Let’s get back to me and you

There’s a fire keepin’ us warm

Ain’t goin’ out in the storm

Cause you’re so wonderful and so beautiful

You’re so good to me

Meet me somewhere out west

Where that Pacific Ocean sun sets 

And California’s just a dream away

And I know we got things to do but honey

Let’s get back to me and you

There’s a fire keepin’ us warm

Ain’t goin’ out in the storm

Cause you’re so wonderful and so beautiful

You’re so good to me

Rest your head don’t worry none

I’ll be home when mornin’ comes

Sooner or later you’re bound to find out

Can’t do nothin’ without you around

I wanna take you with me

Sail across the deep sea 

You and I were meant for better days

And I know we got things to do but honey child

Let’s get back to me and you

There’s a fire keepin’ us warm

Ain’t goin’ out in the storm

Cause you’re so wonderful and so beautiful

You’re so good to me

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP

String Arrangement: Ben Rice

Drums/percussion: Greg Wieczorek

Bass: Josh Lattanzi

Strings: Sarah Haines, Joshua Henderson, Susan Mandel, Laura Sacks 

Electric guitar: John David Kent

Piano: John David Kent

Hammond: Pete Remm

Horns: Glen Hruska

Lead vocals: John David Kent

COLLAR BLUE

Forty five minutes really any way you take

Lord has blessed him with another trip to work today

He’s tired but he thanks the Lord for everything he’s got

Never been the kind of man to cus that ol’ time clock

His heart is kind and his back is strong

Job’s a grind and the days are long

He’s savin’ dimes and bidin’ time and payin’ down his dues

His hands are always calloused and his collar’s always blue

Through the door by six o’clock most every single day

Sits down with the family before the meal they pray

He wouldn’t think of workin’ on a Sunday afternoon

But he’d lend a hand to anyone before they’d ask him to

His heart is kind and his back is strong

Job’s a grind and the days are long

He’s savin’ dimes and bidin’ time and payin’ down his dues

His hands are always calloused and his collar’s always blue

Winds won’t shake him rocks can’t break him down

A little dust won’t bother a Blackland farmer when the crop’s on the line

He only takes one day of rest you’ll never find him bored

He’s changin’ with the times but he’s steady with the Lord

His heart is kind and his back is strong

Job’s a grind and the days are long

He’s savin’ dimes and bidin’ time and payin’ down his dues

His hands are always calloused and his collar’s always blue

Written by: John David Kent; Sounds of Summer ASCAP,

Corry Morrow; Morrow Music BMI, Matt Parish, Justin Kirk Loften; Me Gusta 30 Music BMI

Acoustic guitars: John David Kent

Electric guitars: Ben Rice

Hammond: Pete Remm

Lead vocals: John David Kent