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On the First Bell

by Ryan Necci and the Buffalo Gospel

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1.
A low moan and a mouth breathe on a cold hand No home for a proud beast in a low land Wrapped in the darkness, wrapped in one light town A taught line and a smile sour, say when Hung heavy from the water tower, amen Wrapped in the darkness, wrapped in one light town Soaked in the silence, soaked into hallowed ground Sons and daughters, last of kin Can’t tell why but I’ll tell you when Send for the highway, Settle the wind ‘cause anywhere’s better than where we been And on the first bell we run Oh come all you faithful Our best days are gone Put that in your book Dead weight and a cold hand and an old truth I’ll stay in the low land and I’ll hold you Hard on the heartless, hard on the youngest one Wait 'till the morning, wait 'till we're sure he's gone Sons and daughters, last of kin Can’t tell why but I’ll tell you when Send for the highway, Settle the wind ‘cause anywhere’s better than where we been On the first bell we run On the first bell we run On the first bell we run On the first bell we run And on the first bell we run Oh come all you faithful Our best days are gone Put that in your book And on the first bell we run And we ain’t so gentle And that high horse you’re ridin’ He’ll give a good look
2.
Son of a Gun 03:22
Forgive me there father for I have sinned I got to get this off my chest before I pack it in It's been forever I guess since I been to your house And I ain't exactly done the things your preachin about I been up to my ears in whiskey and beers And I been swimmin' in the women for a number of years This world ain't no place for no honest man And the ones you hate is the ones I am Whatever gets you through the night Well that's just what I done I'm a lyin' cheatin' drinkin' sinnin' son of a gun, amen. Hey there baby don't know what you expect I been this way since the day that we met Well my daddy's daddy taught him how to live like his pa And I could write a book on all the sinnin' I saw I'll be real quiet when I head out tonight You know I love to love you woman but my daddy was right This world ain't no place for no honest man And the ones you hate is the ones I am Whatever gets you through the night Well that's just what I done I'm a lyin' cheatin' drinkin' sinnin' son of a gun, amen. Hey there whiskey how you feelin' today Your the only one that ever got me to stay My angel and my devil, my Tennesee girl My sweet little rebel in a terrible world The next best thing to dyin' and going to heaven Is a rolled cigarette and a shot of number 7, amen This world ain't no place for no honest man And the ones you hate is the ones I am Whatever gets you through the night Well that's just what I done I'm a lyin' cheatin' drinkin' sinnin' son of a gun, amen.
3.
I'm fairly certain the red dirt on my window pane Was left there so I could remember the last time it rained Laced in the lovin' and light through long lonely tracks Of the tears that I cried on the day you never came back It's high time to hang fire It's high time to hang fire A trick of the light on the day you were gone It's high time to hang fire I'll chase my guilt with regret, hellos with goodbyes Let them slip over this heart and when they run dry I'll curse what I never said when I had the chance Now all of time that we had has slipped through my hands It's high time to hang fire It's high time to hang fire A trick of the light on the day you were gone It's high time to hang fire Well I've lost my faith in the things I was sure of And forgotten more than I'll ever let on Threadbare and grace and welded up true love A trick of the light on the day you were gone It's high time to hang fire It's high time to hang fire A trick of the light on the day you were gone It's high time to hang fire It's high time to hang fire
4.
Homeless 04:06
Two pack iron lungs and a Pontiac A white whale and red velvet She ain’t quick but she can hug my curves Headed home just for the hell of it Momma’s brass bold and she’d run around Worked the church down by the river Hemmed her Sunday dress a little too high Signed the cross and prayed He would forgive her What you do and where you go Don’t mean much without no home Two AM, and one dead Pontiac All is calm and all forgiven I signed the cross, and smoked another cigarette Snuffed it out like the town where we were livin’ What you do and where you go Don’t mean much without no home But all is calm, all is clear Ain’t just time gets killed out here There is nothing where my father stood There is no sign of my mother This ain’t home, it’s just a death we dusted off And to the ghosts of this land, we add another What you do and where you go Don’t mean much without no home But all is calm, all is clear Ain’t just time gets killed out here
5.
We tied ourselves together Not to be outdone By the roaring' of the mighty Willamette The believers and the busted The bending of a tongue Skippin’ town like they had lost a bet And daddy said they're blowing Smoke into our eyes A cattle call of cowards out the back This bitch is gonna break us And cut us down to size Like a train with a half a mind to jump the track When you live down in the valley You're left out in the cold Come Hell or high water She ain't gonna hold In the shadows of the lucky Cast from up on high It’s a wonder anyone could see a thing We may be bound for glory We may be bound to die A diamond in a big old mess of pigs When you live down in the valley You're left out in the cold Come Hell or high water She ain't gonna hold You leave us lyin’ ragged Drying in the breeze Never there before when it got rough We tied ourselves together I am conscience clean Pray to God in heaven that’s enough When you live down in the valley You're left out in the cold Come Hell or high water She ain't gonna hold
6.
In the dust upon the mirror, in the dirt upon the floor I write you every morning, n'ask another minute more Married me in summer, widowed me in fall The lonesome hangin’ round my neck is rubbin’ my skin raw Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin I will say my prayers till my face turns blue Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin Let me go to Hell any way I choose Take a mean old wasp and turn it into a fly I’m afraid I’ll live forever, lord, I ain’t afraid to die I heard you in the evenin, but I know it wasn't real I'd rather pay a wishing well then buy myself a meal Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin I will say my prayers till my face turns blue Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin Let me go to Hell any way I choose I have overstayed my welcome and my hand is overplayed I have overstayed my welcome and my hand is overplayed I have overstayed my welcome and my hand is overplayed This body’s made of gunsmoke and my head's a field grave I have overstayed my welcome and my hand is overplayed This body’s made of gunsmoke and my head's a field grave Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin I will say my prayers till my face turns blue Best get fitted for a shroud and a coffin Let me go to Hell any way I choose Let me go to Hell any way I choose
7.
There are bad men Like a bird’s got songs Had me a good one Couldn't keep him for long To somebody lookin' I'm doin' just fine I'm black as a bucket Of water inside When lonesome comes calling I unplug the phone Turn out the lights like there's nobody home Hard as I wish and as hard as I try When lonesome comes calling there's nowhere to hide I wait for an answer But it never comes All of the lights Just shudder and hum When lonesome comes calling I unplug the phone Turn out the lights like there's nobody home Hard as I wish and as hard as I try When lonesome comes calling there's nowhere to hide I walk my fingers Over your face Down through the valleys of worry and grace When lonesome comes calling I unplug the phone Turn out the lights like there's nobody home Hard as I wish and as hard as I try When lonesome comes calling there's nowhere to hide
8.
Lonestar 04:03
This is gonna be the last I write Dressed head to toe in this neon light There’s a lone star and it’s shining down I’m a polaroid in a landlord’s town I was raised on old time books by flightless birds and dirty looks Brushed me off and robbed me blind Lucky I been left behind There’s a lone star A good one is better than no one when you got nothing left at all There’s a lone star Yeah a good run is better than no run, it’s better than no one left to call Pourin’ honey in my ears Bought the barge, I wound up here Went for broke and wound up bust Pocket full of hand and dust There’s a lone star A good one is better than no one when you got nothing left at all There’s a lone star Yeah a good run is better than no run, it’s better than no one left to call In the darkest of night The faintest of light Is the last thing on my mind And if this is the last I write Dressed head to toe in neon light Well fairly well for I am bound For that lone star I seen shining down There’s a lone star A good one is better than no one when you got nothing left at all There’s a lone star Yeah a good run is better than no run, it’s better than no one left to call There’s a lone star There’s a lone star There’s a lone star
9.
18 Wheeler 02:39
She come a long long way For a good old boy And a letter from the interstate It said I love you little girl I want to make you mine But don’t you go and make me wait She shoulda known better when she saw that the letter was written on a motel bill But by the time it arrived she was blind with the signs of lovin’ and wedding bells How do you send love letters to an 18 wheeler How you fall in love with a drivin’ man Take a good long look before he up and leaves you And you’re sitting here waiting on the wheels again Well he woke up in the night time Carrying on saying Brother what have you done Your boots are burnin’ And the truck is full If you hurry you got time to run Well she headed down the road with the letter that he wrote and smile right across her face She didn’t even see him doin’ a hundred and three when he passed her goin’ the other way How do you send love letters to an 18 wheeler How you fall in love with a drivin’ man Take a good long look before he up and leaves you And you’re sitting here waiting on the wheels again Now it’s apron strings And cigarette smoke And she’s sleepin’ in the bed alone Never mind playing wife She would settle for a call But she’s waiting on the telephone She got her self a job where she heard he drinks and she’s looking’ for the day to come When he rolls into town and he’s settling down and his rambling’ days are done How do you send love letters to an 18 wheeler How you fall in love with a drivin’ man Take a good long look before he up and leaves you And you’re sitting here waiting on the wheels again And you’re sitting here waiting on the wheels again
10.
I can’t afford to buy a stone I owe too much on this old home I heard about that holy land But Jesus saves and I just spend I gone and said all of my goodbyes I don’t need no paradise This won’t come as no surprise I can’t afford to die I can’t afford to die I can’t afford a wooden box I barely own the things I got All the mornin’ all the dawn I bust my ass to get along I gone and said all of my goodbyes I don’t need no paradise This won’t come as no surprise I can’t afford to die I can’t afford to die I can’t afford to buy a hole Can’t burn me up, can’t buy the coal Tell me I won’t go to hell I’ll dig my grave all by myself

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released May 4, 2018

Ryan Necci | Kevin Rowe | Ryan Ogburn | Nick Lang | Chris Porterfield

All songs written by Ryan Necci
All songs performed by Buffalo Gospel
w/ Shauncey Ali (fiddle), Haley Rydell (vocals)
and Shane Leonard (banjos, percussion, electric guitar)

Recorded and Mixed by Brian Joseph | the Hive
Mastered by Justin Perkins | Mystery Room Mastering
Album artwork by Brett Stenson

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Ryan Necci and the Buffalo Gospel Nashville, Tennessee

Ryan Necci and the Buffalo Gospel delivers through a virtual “who’s-who” of crack Midwest musicians who have assembled around Necci’s heartfelt and heartbreaking songs. Their wildcat live performances take listeners to a dusty, forlorn, but strangely familiar place that simply gets sweeter with time. ... more

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