White Noise/White Lines, by Kelsey Waldon

White Noise/White Lines

by Kelsey Waldon

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1.	Anyhow 02:57	lyrics	buy track

2.	White Noise, White Lines 04:50	lyrics	buy track

3.	Kentucky (Interlude) 00:24		buy track
4.	Kentucky, 1988 04:03	lyrics	buy track

5.	Lived and Let Go 02:18	lyrics	buy track

6.	Black Patch 03:54	lyrics	buy track

7.	Run (Interlude) 00:18		buy track
8.	Run Away 03:01	lyrics	buy track

9.	Sunday's Children 03:31	lyrics	buy track

10.	Very Old Barton 03:18	lyrics	buy track

11.	My Epitaph 05:07	lyrics	buy track

credits

released October 4, 2019

Produced by Dan Knobler & Kelsey Waldon
Recorded by Dan Knobler at Goosehead Palace in Nashville, TN
Mixed by Justin Francis
Mastered by Randy LeRoy
Kelsey Waldon - vocals and acoustic guitar
Mike Khalil - electric guitar, b-bender, and additional acoustic guitar
Alec Newnam – bass guitar
Nate Felty – drums, percussion
Brett Resnick - pedal steel guitar

with:
Vickie Vaughn - harmony vocals
Dan Knobler - additional acoustic guitars
10 String Symphony: Rachel Baiman & Christian Sedelmyer - twin
fiddles on "Black Patch"
Jake Sherman - Wurlitzer on "Sunday's Children"
Ace Greenwood and Jesse Lindsey, courtesy of the Chickasaw
Nation of Ada, Oklahoma, on “White Noise, White Lines”.

All songs written by Kelsey Waldon, except for “My Epitaph” written
by Ola Belle Reed.

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Kelsey Waldon Nashville, Tennessee

"If you’re looking for the country music female revolution’s representative for true neotraditional country, yet one that gives up nothing to her peers in songwriting, if not setting the current standard, Kelsey Waldon might just be your perfect match."

– Saving Country Music ... more

shows

Dec 14

Uptown Theater

Kansas City, MO
Feb 03

Omeara

London, UK
Feb 07

The Crofters Rights

Bristol, UK
Feb 08

The Poetry Club

Glasgow, UK
Feb 09

Limelight 2

Belfast, UK
Feb 11

Whelans

Dublin, Ireland
Feb 12

Castle Hotel

Manchester, UK
Feb 13

Paradiso Noord, Tolhuistuin

Amsterdam, Netherlands
Feb 18

DE ROMA

Borgerhout, Belgium
Feb 20

Doornroosje

Nijmegen, Netherlands
Mar 13

South by Southwest (SXSW)

Austin, TX

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Track Name: Anyhow: When the sun sinks down and dreams start to drown And you still don’t know who you are Workin’ the ground, pace like a dog in a pound And you still only get so far And I’d do it again, even if I didn’t know how...
I’d learn how to make my own fire burn to be knowin’ is to know how I’d find how to make my own sun shine to be knowin’ what I know now I’d do it anyhow I’d do it anyhow
When the moon hangs low and you still don’t know where you’re gonna be tomorrow Maybe ride it out, take the long way around Don’t have to beg, steal or borrow You just do it again, ‘cause when you need it, you find out how
Even if you didn’t know how to make the air move you’re gonna make that wind blow somehow Even if the world crumbles at your feet You’re gonna pick up that earth somehow And you know that now You do it anyhow
Bridge: To be knowing is to know how, there’s no turning back now Keep your nose on the grindstone, and you’re hand on the plow And do it anyhow, do it anyhow
When the fire burns low and the ash starts to glow And a flame can’t kill the sorrow Maybe ride it out, take the long way around Don’t have to beg, steal or borrow
Track Name: White Noise, White Lines: Took a little run on a red trail getaway Let it take me where it wants to let me go Black snake crawlin through the soy beans, summertime It’s hotter than a child should ever know
Like a cypress changin’ colors, one after another Like the green turns into the bronze Only here for a moment then we’re gone
White noise and white lines, County Road 1029 Let your mind free, and dream on Only here for a moment then we’re gone
The sun and the moon, they’ve been out dancin’ Makes me feel like I wanna carry on Chickasaw man got a buffalo-skin drum Singin’ songs about being far from home
Listen to the drums play, listen to what that man say Feels like a long journey you’re takin’ on, But you’re only here for a moment then you’re gone
White noise and white lines, County Road 1029 Let your mind free, and dream on Only here for a moment then we’re gone Only here for a moment then were gone Only here for a moment then we’re gone
Track Name: Kentucky, 1988: Before I was alive, unborned and unnamed Of two imperfect people into this world I came Between walls of knotty pine, a brown trailer on wheels On a concrete foundation, in the middle of a dove-hunting field This is my DNA, I wouldn’t have it any other way When things got rough we did not complain Kentucky, 1988.
I can hear the gravel split from a mile away Got the hell out of dodge in mama’s S-10 Chevrolet I was much to young to be in the middle back then, But now daddy’s talkin’ to us with bloodshot eyes again He’s sayin’ things he don’t mean to say Maybe he should be alone today I still love him anyway Kentucky, 1988.
Bridge: I know exactly what it’s worth Sunblisters on your skin, an arrowhead in the dirt The Ohio River rolls on banks of sand And if it don’t flood this year, we’ll have crops again
Troubles and trails, and come what may Sunday school for your prayin’, rotgut for your pain Grandaddy’s a local 181, he’s workin’ for the Union A wise woman told me, memories you can choose them This is my DNA, no matter how far I get away There’s just some things that will never change Kentucky, 1988.
Track Name: Lived and Let Go: Woke up this morning, thought it was a dream I can’t watch the news for the life of me Seems the seeds that we’re sowin’ are getting heavy to bare Less than a dream, more like a nightmare
And the voices they call and they promise, they swear They’re talkin’ so loud, but don’t get anywhere And I’m not one to claim, more than I know But we live here and die here, take heart ‘fore you go
From the high mountain, to the old western rivers I can hear us all singin’ our own lullaby Sinners and posers and holy-rollers, We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
I’m over the game of who’s better/who’s best It takes one to know one, and you know the rest What will all the little children say When they wake up to find, their dreams too far away?
I hope you wake everyday when you’re rooster crows Hope you rope ‘em and ride ‘em at your own rodeo Hope you dance to the tune of an ol’ banjo When you leave, hope your stone says you lived and let go
From the high mountain, to the old western rivers I can hear us all singin’ our own lullaby Sinners and posers and holy-rollers We all get along in the sweet by-and-by (2x)
Track Name: Black Patch: I’ve been breakin’ my back for the central trust I pray god sees favor for the likes of us But that don’t mean nothin’ to someone in need Kill my brother over a filthy weed
Black Patch, black patch, fire in the hole Black patch, black patch, rollin’ smoke Black patch, black patch, unravelin’ time I’d die for the black patch, out of my mind
Under the blue moon, through the hills I do ride For that dark-cured tobacco, in it’s name I’m baptized You can chew it, you can spit it, you can hang it up to dry But to take what’s mine I’d like to see you try
Black Patch, black patch, fire in the hole Black patch, black patch, rollin’ smoke Black patch, black patch, unravelin’ time I’d die for the black patch, out of my mind
I worked my whole life for them boys overseas But they never cared much for the likes of me Lost all my crops, lost my family Kill my brother over a filthy weed
Black Patch, black patch, fire in the hole Black patch, black patch, rollin’ smoke Black patch, black patch, unravelin’ time I’d die for the black patch, out of my mind (2x)
Track Name: Run Away: You’re always takin’ it rough I wonder when you’re gonna get off of that stuff An idle mind is a devil’s playground Don’t let him tell you what you’re good for now
And tell me why would you wanna do that, Why would you wanna do that Run away from my love Tell me why would you wanna do that?
Bein’ lonesome makes you tough Well I’m brave and I’m strong enough If not now, when will it be? You’ll never meet another woman like me
And tell me why would you wanna do that, Why would you wanna do that Run away from my love Tell me why would you wanna do that?
Don’t get lost in your mind, you’re only wastin’ our time
And tell me why would you wanna do that, Why would you wanna do that Run away from my love Tell me why would you wanna do that?
Track Name: Sunday's Children: Sunday’s children are being lied to, has anybody told you? Sunday’s children are being lied to, has anybody told you?
Take away what we think we know Let the nothingness show Leave that bullshit alone Be aware of what we say and do A better world for me and you
Sunday’s children are being lied to, has anybody told you? Sunday’s children are being lied to, has anybody told you?
Tear down the walls we build Feel darkness with no shield Nothing wrong with growing pains Let it teach you everything Let it teach you everything
Sunday’s children Sunday’s children
We all want the same things We all dream the same dreams Don’t have to be just like you To understand universal truth Don’t have to be just like you To understand universal truth To understand universal truth To understand universal truth
Sunday’s Children (4x)
Track Name: Very Old Barton: My life is a song; my mind’s a picture show You are the real thing, when you are alone Drinkin’ Very Old Barton with the country radio Always lonesome, and won’t let it go
And if I knew any better, I’d know it’s a sin But some things are just better, without you knowin’ them I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again Some things are just better without you knowin’ them
How can I be happy, how can I Iove today? Take hold of my own life, and not wish it away? Keep your loved ones close, don’t stay far behind And remember a good friend is hard to find
And if I knew any better, I’d know it’s a sin But some things are just better, without you knowin’ them I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again Some things are just better without you knowin’ them
Drinkin’ Very Old Barton with the country radio Always lonesome, and too prideful to show Have another go-round, don’t mind if I do It’s just one of those things we all go through It’s just one of those things we all go through
Track Name: My Epitaph: When I go from this life, let me go in peace I Don't want your marble at my head and feet Don't gather around me oh just to weep and moan Where that I'm going I won't be alone
The flowers you give, please give them today Don't waste their beauty on cold lifeless clay One rose with love could do so much good And I think all would give it if they just understood
Now God gives life freely, then he takes away What we do for each other oh let us do it today For we have no promise that tomorrow will come Don't sing my praises after I'm gone
When life has departed its not me any more Just a form that has suffered, A still heart that was sore For the soul that has blossomed, oh it don't need you anymore So let it go freely to God’s evermore

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