At the end of every day I make a sun set
I fade it down on another town where Luck’s a better bet
While I’m living in an old city’s ribcage long since dead
This is a town that’s one first last stand
This is a town that’s one last first chance
All my blood and my sweat that never scrubs out
Holes in my wallet remind me what I’m all about
And all of them fellas all out getting stoned
Paying workingman’s money just to fade
Maybe forget about
Their workingman’s home
Watch them drink maybe buy them one more
Lift that glass with soiled fingers and they'll be stumbling to that door
Ask if Luck made that gash? Did it make lights dim?
Did it bloat that body and will what’s sunk ever swim in Sundown
Some say the road out of here it never ends
Kinda fades across this country just to come round and begin again
Somewhere on that highway there may be a change
But I bet the only difference will be a porch and new paint
I look ahead again at that faraway town and see a sun’s final rays
I see a home in weakening light then I catch an old man’s gaze
Looking back into darkness to faint light of fading stars
Still so sure Luck will rearrange the lie of a gypsy’s cards
Is there a limit to our luck like there is to our time and belief?
Then what did he run out of if he believed such things every sundown?
There was a time when I hated here
I only wanted Sundown in the rearview mirror
In dreams I’d drive as far as I could
But in life Sundown sets at the front of my hood
Oh that sun it’ll rise and it’ll fall
But will Luck have its way with you all
Like Love a power we can’t create
Or is it one we do like Fear and Hate
And if I were on this Earth its only soul
On Life would Luck have it's way and its hold
Or would I say it's jsut the way life goes sometimes
I have so many secrets so much I keep to myself
But up on the hill for the ninety ninth time
This one I think I can tell
With Luck but not with Chance
If you don’t pretend it fraud
If no fortune’s ever had
Don’t blame Luck
Blame the Odds
Don't say I never said
It's not the fault of Sundown
Micah is one of my favorite songwriters around, and also an all around gentleman and scholar. Both his solo work and his work with Two Cow Garage seem to work their way into my regular music rotation with ease. doug shaw
This album rocks. It is not as steady as his later records, but still worth listening to very much. We really enjoyed his songs at the Paradiso in Amsterdam yesterday. René van Dijk
Michelle Stodart’s folk music captures hope in melancholy, addressing the transformational aspects of the most challenging times. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2023