Red-Eye Flight by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | Don't you worry darling one, your daddy's on his way. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | G | I'll be there by morning time before the break of day. C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C Sit there at your bedside to see you through the night. | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C And I'll be thinking of you here aboard the red-eye flight. | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | | Yes, I'll be thinking of you dear, aboard the red-eye flight. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | Don't you cry my darling girl. There's nothing more to fear. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | G | I'll be there by morning time to dry away your tears. C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C Hold you in my arms again. Rock away your fright. | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C And I'll be thinking of you here aboard the red-eye flight. | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | | Yes, I'll be thinking of you dear, aboard the red-eye flight. E | Am | F | C | Thinking 'bout your laughter and the smile behind your eyes. E7 | Am7 | F | G | | Staring at your pictures. Remembering old lullabies. F | G | Em7 | F | Fm7 | Take some time to wash away old quar'ls and silly fights. C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | I'll be there by day-break dear aboard the red-eye flight. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | Don't you know my darling one, you're always in my dreams. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | G Light my darkened pathways, and guide me through the moon-beams. | C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C But I won't shut my eyelids 'til I've held you in my sight. ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C Be there in the morning time aboard the red-eye flight. | ' E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | | And I'll be thinking of your here aboard the red-eye flight. E | Am | F | G | G7 | C E7 | Am Am7 | F | C | Yes I'll be there by morning time aboard the red-eye flight. C E7 | Am Am7 | | F | C

Picture on a Wall by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 E | | A | | D | Another picture on a wall in a dusty gilded frame, | F#m | | E | With an oval piece of brass, and a long forgotten name. | A | | D | Another pair of empty eyes, mis-shapen folded hands. | F#m | | E | A little ribbon for a neck-tie, a tiny bulb inside the light stand. | D | | A | And I wonder who you are, why you're looking back at me. | D | | E | Could you ever have imagined that this is where you'd be? | A | | D | Another picture on a wall with an endless silent stare. | F#m | E | A | | I wouldn't be surprised at all if you're still in there. ' | | D | | F#m | | E | | A | | D | If I hold you in my sight, 'fore you turn and walk away | F#m | | E | From this darkness into daylight, will you remember me today? | D | | A | I don't wonder who you are. I know exactly where you been, | D | | E | And it may not be much longer now before I'm seeing you again. | A | | D | And I would not send you on without a blessing or a sign. | F#m | E I am hoping when they frame your final portrait it may be here | A | | Next to mine. D | E | A | | Another picture on a wall.

Easy by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 C | D | | G | | There are pictures and instructions on a page. Em | Icons drawn friendly and inviting, | C | D Designed there to be helpful and engaging, | G | D But it isn't easy. | G | | A pair of roughened hands may hold appeal, Em | Patches sewn on worn and broken clothing. C | D Shoulders pressing hard against the wheel, and | G | It isn't easy. | C | It wouldn't be the first time, for sure. | B | Em | This isn't near the same thing as disaster. A | ' A7 | And always give a little more. C | D | But it isn't easy. | G | | The rains can hang a curtain in the wind, Em | Clouds unfold a shroud along the skyline. | C | D I am certain the sun the will come again, | G | | C | D | | But it isn't easy. It isn't easy. G | | Em | | C | D | G | | It isn't easy. C | | Waiting for another shoe to fall B | Em | Doesn't leave much time to plan the future. A | ' A7 | Standing back against the wall, C | D | It isn't easy. | G | On the seventh day the Lord taketh rest. Em | | There may be sleep in ever after, C | D And I'll do my best, but | G | | C | D | | G | ' It isn't easy. It isn't easy.

Somebody's Birthday by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 D | E | G A | D | | | F# | Em | A | Today's a birthday, somebody's birthday. Come on now, and get some. D | F#7 | Em | G A | Its the same way you got your birthday, same way as everyone. D | F#m | G | E7 | You ever wonder why we look so much the same? D | E | G A | D | | Come on partner, we ain't so different as we claim. | F# | Em | A | Today's a funeral. Somebody missing. Somebody's gone. D | F#7 | Em | G A | Somebody crying. Somebody trying to carry on. D | F#m | G | E7 | You ever wonder how we feel each other's pain? D | E | G A | D | | Another birthday and someone's taking up a name. Bm | G | D | A | Everybody freezes when the temperature gets low. F#m | G | D | A | Everybody cringes when they take one on the nose. Bm | Em | G | A | Every changes, and everybody grows. D | E | G A | D | | Today's a birthday, and everybody knows. ' | F# | Em | A | D | F#7 | Em | G A | D | F#m | G | E7 | You ever wonder how it all could come undone? D | E | G A | D | | Another birthday and we're inviting everyone. | F#m | G | E7 | You ever wonder how we ever got to here? D | E | G A | D | Somebody's birthday, and its the same day every year. F# | Em | G A | D

Alice by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 B | | E | A | E | | Born in early wintertime, between the dormant trees and mountain laurel. C#m | A | B | | Daughter to a Quaker family, raven haired, shoulders lean and narrow. A | B | G#m | C#m Never took protection from a man. Never strayed a moment from the light. | A | | B | A pacifist, she never raised her hand, never ran from a fight. | E | A | E | C#m Attended University in the city of her father's father's fathers. | A | B | E | Arrived the Silent Sentinel, when no one else would bother. | A | B | Arrived the Silent Sentinel. | E | A | E | | Her name was Alice Paul, she wasn't twenty-five the first she was arrested. C#m | A | B | Sent her off to Occoquan, a prison cell, though she would not be bested. | A | B | G#m | C#m The papers ran her pictures from the jail. People in the heartland said her name. A | | B | | Sunken eyes complexion drawn and pale, put them all to shame. E | A | E | C#m Woodrow Wilson begged his handlers rescue me, inspect the voter rolls. | A | B | E | | But anywhere they spoke the name Alice he was slipping in the polls. F#m | A | B | | He assured himself, we take a little longer, and she'll fall. But this is F#m | A | B | Not your average Quaker woman, no sir, not Alice Paul. | E | A | E | The Kaiser sent his cannons drawn by horses over rolling fields of Flanders. | C#m | A | B | A lesson to the royals and their cousins, a new set of manners. | A | B | G#m | C#m In Washington remained the Princeton man, vacillating, cowered by his debt. | A | | B | | Devoted and enchanted by the Klan, he would face the suffragette, E | A | E | C#m | Somewhere behind prison walls Alice made a weapon of her hunger, and A | B | E | Wilson joined her league of women voters lest she make herself his martyr. | A | B | E | And so it goes, the power of a Quaker woman, a sister and a daughter. C#m | A | B | E | A | E The power of a Quaker woman, a sister and a daughter.

Electric Drive by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 Dm | Bb | F | C | Dm | Bb | C | | F | C | Dm | Am | One more time. One more try. Bb | C | F | C | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. F | C | Dm | Am | One more spark waiting there to fly. Bb | C | F | | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. ' | C | Dm | Am | One more smile, gazing in your eyes. Bb | C | F | C | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. F | C | Dm | Am | One last sunset. Clear summer skies. Bb | C | F | | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. Dm | Bb | F | C | There on the trestles, a train down the line, Dm | Bb | C | | And she rumbles and whistles right on time. Dm | Bb | F | C | I watch the bellows where the steam used to rise. Gm | Am | Bb | C | | Smokestacks stand silent against the winter sky. F | C | Dm | Am | Bb | C | F | C | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. F | C | Dm | Am | One more question and then a long goodbye. Bb | C | F | | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. ' | C | Dm | Bb | One more moment. I know how time flies. ' | C | F | Oh, won't you meet me on Electric Drive. C | Dm | Bb C | F

Try Again by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 B F# | B | ' | E | B | F# | Oh how I try. Try again the next time. B | E | B F# | B | | Won't you forgive me, so I can try again. ' | E | B | F# | Oh how I wander. Stray into the shadows. B | E | B F# | B | | Won't you forgive me, so I can try again. F# | | B | | Every night I say a prayer to you. G#m | ' F# | E | F# | | Listen through the silence to hear your reply. B | E | B | F# | Oh how I cry, should ever you leave me. B | E | B F# | B | Won't you forgive me, so I can try again. ' | E | B | F# | B | | So I can try again. ' | E | B | F# | B | E | B F# | B | | F# | | B | | I walk the line, winds through the darkness. G#m | ' F# | E | F# | | I seek the guidance that lights the divide. B | E | B | F# | Oh how I fall. Beaten down and broken. B | E | B F# | B | Won't you forgive me, so I can try again. ' | E | B | F# | Oh how I try. Try again the next time. B | E | B F# | B | Won't you forgive me, so I can try again. ' | E | B | F# | B | | So I can try again.

Chase the Disappointment by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 C | Em D | G | | | | ' | | C | Em D | G | I won't be happy 'til I see it. When I see it I'll be done. ' | C I can't be satified, don't take the word, | Em D | G Won't take the word of anyone. | | C | Em D | Em | Not a question, not a matter, how anybody tries, | | C | Em D | G | | | | Until I chase the disappointment in your eyes. ' | | C | Em D | G | Its not a bother, its a bother when I see I done you wrong. ' | C | Em D | G | I am a husband and a father, maybe neither one for long. ' | | C | Em D | Em | I don't suppose its any easier taking home the prize. | | C | Em D | G | | | | Until I chase the disappointment in your eyes. Em | | C | | If I let you down, then take me down instead. Em | | C | D | I shall do for you exactly what I said. Em | | C | Em D | C | Its not a question, not a matter, how anybody tries, | | Em | C D | G | | | | Until I chase the disappointment in your eyes. C | | G | | Em | | C | D | Long ago I learned a lesson. Every lesson has its price. Em | | Bm | | C | | D | | | | It may be any old expression. Nothing gained from learning twice. G | | C | Em D | G | | C | Em D | G | | C | Em D | Em | Its not a question, not a matter, how anybody tries, | | C | Em D | G | | | | Until I chase the disappointment in your eyes. ' | | C | Em D | G | | C | Em D | Chase the disappointment Chase the disappointment G | | C | Em D | Em | | Chase the disappointment in your eyes. Until I C | Em D | G | | Chase the disappointment in your eyes. C | Em D | G | | Chase the disappointment in your eyes. C | Em D | Em | | C | Em D | Chase the disappointment in your eyes. Chase the disappointment. G | | | |

You look like your father by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 E | B7 | E | | | B7 | A | E | You look like your father. I bet you hear it all the time. | B7 | A | B7 | Same eyes and color. Same little hair line. E | B7 | A | E | You have such a pretty mother. I hope you hold her on the inside. | B7 | E | | But the rest is your father like no one can deny. A | E | A | E | Isn't nature funny, how she deals a poker hand? A | E | B7 | | How the cards land on the table, I may never understand. E | B7 | A | E | Straight hands grow crooked. A full house up to there. | B7 | E | | And you look like your father, a perfect pair. E | B7 | A | E | ' | B7 | A | B7 | E | B7 | A | E | So glad I met you. Let me tell you why. | B7 | E | | You look like your father like no one can deny. A | E | A | E | I still remember in a different bygone century, A | E | B7 | | When no one knew your father would look so much like me. E | B7 | A | E | The longest road, our secret. Settlements are everywhere, | B7 | E | | And you look like your father, a perfect pair. | B7 | A | E | You have such a lovely mother. I hope she's in you somewhere. | B7 | E | A | But you look like your father, a perfect pair. E | B7 | E You look like your father.

Better if you ask me to by Adam Belsky, all rights reserved 2019 G | ' A | D | A | G | Truth be told, I can do better, ' A | D Even if it doesn't seem to matter, | A | G | I can do better. A little better. ' | A | Bm Even though it may not be much longer. | F#m | G | A | Bm Time goes by, doesn't stick around more than it has to. | F#m7 | Em Em7 | I wonder why I don't remember G A | D All the things its put me through. And | A | G | ' A | Truth be told, I can do better. Better if you ask me to. D | A | G | ' A | Better if you ask me to. D | A | G | Truth be told, I can go further. ' A | D Even if the road is long and broken. | A | G | I can go longer, a little longer ' | A | Bm Even when its seems that I'm forgotten. | F#m | G | A | Bm Time goes by. I won't stay around more than I have to. | Fm#7 | Em Em7 | If I could fly, I wouldn't linger. G A | D Find my way right back to you. And | A | G | ' A | Truth be told, I'd be there sooner, but better if you ask me to. D | A | G | ' A | Better if you ask me to. F#m | Bm | Em When I get there, I'll be stronger, | G A | D | Maybe stay a little longer if you ask me to. A | G | ' A | D | A | G | Better if you ask me to. Truth be told, ' A | D | A Its Better if you ask me to. I can do better | G | ' A | D | A Than you remember. But better if you ask me to. | G | ' A | D | A | G | ' A | D Truth be told, better if you ask me to.