Blue Collar

by The Old Salts

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released March 5, 2013

THE OLD SALTS:

James da Mota: vocals, guitar
Devin Staple: lead guitar
Matthew Karas: bass
Darren Eedens: banjo, vocals

with:

Samuel Sholdice: drums
Antonio Naranjo: keyboards, vocals
Greg Bevis: percussion on "Shallow Grave"

All Songs Written by James da Mota
Produced by James da Mota, Darren Eedens, and Nick Bonin
Engineered by Nick Bonin at Green Door Studios and Gavin Slate's Studio in Toronto, ON
Mixed by Nick Bonin at Heading North Studios in Toronto, ON
Mastered by Ben Somer at Lacquer Channel in Toronto, ON
Art and Design by Richard da Mota
Calligraphy by Avelino J. da Mota


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Track Name: Blue Collar
With my ear to the wind
I can hear the sound
Of your voice and the words
That keep holding me down
So I will listen to the stories
My father has taught me
And follow my ghost home

As a kid I remember
What it was to be
The King of the castle
And Lord of the sea
With everything in its right place
Until the years took it all away

A blue collar boy
With rough skin
His Grandfathers
But an artist within
To lead a simple life
Would keep me afloat
But I'd sink without an open road
Track Name: Quiet One
There's days I sit and miss my girl
She'd sell her soul to prove herself
And I wish history would turn to wealth
She's the reason that I am myself

I am a quiet one
A quiet one
I am a quiet one
A quiet one

I wonder if I'll die alone
Stranded in the open sea
With no mountains to echo the things I see
Death's at my doorstep waiting for me

I am a quiet one
A quiet one
I am a quiet one
A quiet one

There's nothing worse then worthless words
So I'll take my chances on the oceans current
The fog falls down and blots the sun
So the weak can see what they've become

I am a quiet one
A quiet one
I am a quiet one
A quiet one
Track Name: Loaded Gun
In the words of my Father
I'm a hard working man
And my Mother she'd say
That I have so much to give
But I'm pulled underneath
By the under toe
Looking for the open road

Oh, Lord
What have I done
I've put all my things
Into a loaded gun

High up above
Flies the angel of death
Singing soft memories
That lay me to rest
But I'm pulled underneath
By the under toe
Hoping for the open road

Oh, Lord
What have I done
I've put all my things
Into a loaded gun
Track Name: Wandering Eyes
Stand up
And show your face
Come out of the dark
In the mirror
There's no place for me
But a flicker of candle light

I'm in the cold
Of another blue winter
And these roads go on for miles
And through your window
I see an empty home
And, your wandering eyes

Wandering eyes