Late Night Drive

by Markus Rill

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Late Night Sunday Drive (words & music Markus Rill) My heart is where my family is I’m hardly ever home I work five hours away we sure need the dough My daughter’s barely two years old she knows to say “Daddy’s leaving for work” just about breaks my heart each time but I smile right through the hurt I’m happy I’m a workin’ man I don’t much mind the grind I’m happy for the time I get holding my baby tight but I hate every single mile of that long dark late night Sunday drive Food and rent and baby clothes responsibility Jobs are few in times like these so I guess we’re lucky Lucky I’m a workin’ man I don’t much mind the grind I’m happy for the time I get making my daughter smile but I hate every single mile of that long dark late night Sunday drive I’m not a miner in a mountain don’t work no factory line it’s not my body that is suffering but my babies and I, we all got hearts and souls and minds We’re happy I’m a workin’ man I don’t much mind the grind I’m happy for the time I get with my daughter and my wife but I hate every single mile of that long dark late night Sunday drive
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Only Fairytales (words & music Markus Rill) Do you remember Bobby Fischer? He was the champion of the world Do you remember Bobby Fischer a brilliant mind, once upon a time This life can break even the best ones it can’t be outsmarted and it can’t be outrun and it can’t be figured out until the longest day is done Do you remember Ernest Hemingway? Bullfights and fish, war and an iceberg Do you remember Ernest Hemingway so strong and wild, once upon a time Why must fate be such a fickle thing oh what it can take away and, oh boy, what it can bring no one knows what it might mean but it changes only everything Do you still recall Bill Haley? The first king of rock’n’roll Do you still recall Bill Haley his comet burned so bright, once upon a time Every fairytale I’ve ever heard they ended happy ever after but that was once upon a time and those were only fairytales Remember John Fitzgerald Kennedy Gave a lotta folks a lotta hope Remember John Fitzgerald Kennedy he let in a little light, once upon a time
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The Hardest Thing To See (Markus Rill) When I think about what I’ve done and what I’m liable to do don’t amount to nothing much except for loving you except for loving you So I try to write a song I try to write it true might not mean nothing to no-one but I hope that it gets through to you sure hope that it gets through to you Cause you’re the one who knows me you’re the one who sees something in me even when I’m on my knees must be the hardest thing to see I finally gave up smokin’ then I picked it up again it don’t feel like nothing’s changin’ don’t look like nothing stays the same nothing’s changing and yet nothing stays the same But you’re the one who knows me you’re the one who sees something in me even when I’m on my knees must be the hardest thing to see I know all about going wrong and I know about regret I may be getting tired but I might get lucky yet I just might get lucky yet I dream an open highway I dream of being free only you and me a thousand possibilities yeah, but they’re the hardest thing to see
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Brand New Moon (Markus Rill) The moon was hanging in the sky like a lighthouse for the stars shining full and shining bright when I gave you my heart Now it’s out again tonight reminding me of you you’ve been gone now for awhile why ain’t the moon blue? Everybody’s telling me I’ll be getting over you but I know all I really need is a brand new moon, a brand new moon I just hope it comes soon this brand new moon I can’t help but see the moon when it’s casting its pale light I can’t help but still feel you deep inside I know just what causes every ebb and tide and I know just what’s causing me to cry Everybody’s telling me I’ll be getting over you but I know all I really need is a brand new moon, a brand new moon I just hope it comes soon this brand new moon I know the moon is not to blame but I despise it just the same showing up here as if nothing is changed might as well be whispering your name So when everybody’s telling me I will find somebody new I know you’ll come back to me with a brand new moon, a brand new moon I just hope it comes soon this brand new moon
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Drifting In And Out Of Sleep (Markus Rill) Drifting in and out of sleep I hear my subconscious speak but I can’t quite make out what it’s telling me drifting in and out of sleep I can slip into my dreams and try to find out what they mean just when I think I’ve found the key I’m drifting in and out of sleep ‘tween memory and fantasy that’s my favorite place to be I’m seeing things I never thought I’d see drifting in and out of sleep Oh boy, it feels so real when mother holds me so tenderly a tear rolling down my cheek as I drift in and out of sleep ‘tween memory and fantasy that’s my favorite place to be I’m seeing things I never thought I’d see drifting in and out of sleep I stroll through fields of green Ingrid Bergman’s got a crush on me well, I’m only twenty-three drifting in and out of sleep We’re having a jamboree Hank and Woody, Townes and me they’re the company that I keep drifting in and out of sleep
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Sure Do Miss Her Now (Markus Rill) Today I read about an old flame hitting the big time makes me feel like laughing, makes me feel like crying she always was ornery and mean but I admit she could sing she never was the one my world revolved around but I sure do miss her now I bet she’s going out to fancy parties now like we ain’t ever done while I sit here nursing my beer, I bet she’s having fun finding all kinds of things to enjoy and hanging out with other boys she never was the one I thought I couldn’t live without but I sure do miss her now I never thought I had a jealous bone in my body but maybe I do I never believed that money could make you happy but maybe it’s true she never was all that cute but they make her look real pretty on the magazine cover somehow and I sure do niss her now Today I read about an old flame hitting the big time been so long I can’t recall when she last crossed my mind I guess it’s only natural to wonder about if we could’ve maybe worked it out she never was the one my world revolved around she never was the one I thought I couldn’t live without I’ll have forgotten all about her when tomorrow’s evening sun goes down but I sure do miss her I sure do miss her now
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Broken Puppet (Markus Rill) I no longer felt the blacktop flying 'neath my feet I could not feel the churning of the wheels There was a puppet of St. Christopher lying in the street next to you starin' empty-eyed at me you starin' hollow-eyed at me And the rain came pourin' down it blurred my memory wipers slappin' back and forth without a sound and puppet of St. Christopher lyin' broken in the street Your seat belt got unbuckled to reach for something in the back I hit the brakes, I heard you scream, and the windshield crack then all was quiet on the interstate, not a soul in sight just that big rig lying wounded on its side the big rig lying weary on its side And the rain came pourin' down it blurred my memory wipers slappin' back and forth without a sound and puppet of St. Christopher lyin' broken in the street Tonight I drink more than I did then, I drink so I don't remember you and that puppet of St. Christopher that little broken puppet of St Christopher
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The World’s Greatest Fool (Markus Rill) It’s been a long lonely time it’s been a long lonely year you are still on my mind so now I’m back here I didn’t know what I did I had nowhere to go I should never have split now I know Hold me now, girl hold me close to you hold me now, girl I’ve been the world’s greatest fool What a young heart don’t know is what a young heart must learn I’ve been letting you go and I’ve been learning to yearn Hold me now, girl hold me close to you hold me now, girl I’ve been the world’s greatest fool Hold me now, girl and I swear I’ll be true hold me now, girl I’ve been the world’s greatest fool
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Jenny & Johnny (Tom Ripphahn, Markus Rill) Jenny’s pushing forty looking younger than her age she’s saved some dreams from being torn apart She thinks of Johnny every now & then and finds it hard to gauge jis hold on her heart She never knew that love could come and go as quick as this then again just how could she have known all that’s left is the vague and fading memory of a kiss and a couple postcards from the road Heyho, Jenny used to rock’n’roll to soothe her soul heyho now all she needs is a little shelter from the cold all she needs is some shelter from the cold Johnny was a boy who used to sing in local bands she liked the way he cradled his guitar she used to like the way he touched her body with his hands in the shelter of the dark Jenny always knew he was not the kinda guy to stick around so she was not surprised when he joined the band and got in the van and they pulled out of town with what looked like a teardrop in his eye Heyho, Jenny used to rock’n’roll to soothe her soul heyho now all she needs is a little shelter from the cold all she needs is some shelter from the cold Now his deal’s run out and his luck’s run out and the years have done their part not much to show for all this time all that’s left is a broken chord and a picture of her face and her heart in his mind He thinks he just might look her up sometime He thinks he just might look her up sometime Heyho, he believes rock’n’roll to soothe his soul
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Sergeant Dad 02:52
Sergeant Dad (Markus Rill) Joe Thompson was an Army man, Joe Thompson was my Dad and he was about the hardest Sergeant anybody ever had when he would come home at night, the uniform came off but his tone would never change and his tone was never soft I did my best to please him, yeah, but that was hard to do I learned early on to fold my shirts and how to shine my shoes his mood was often difficult, sometimes his mood was bad Mama loved her G.I. Joe, I hated Sergeant Dad He said I grew my hair too long, he did not like my style did not believe in rock’n’roll or the changing of the times he said “folks did what they had to do back in VietNam” then he fulfilled his duties out there in the desert sand I went AWOL to college and I learned to play guitar he only got harder and he’d always been hard don’t know why my Mama loved him or how he made her glad I’d often wished I’d had a father but I knew only Sergeant Dad The day that I turned 30, first time I saw my old man cry Mom was in the hospital struggling hard to stay alive standing by her bedside, he turned and took my hand “I only wanted just the best for you, son, I hope you understand” They’re bringing in the casket now and they draped it with a flag loading up their rifles to shoot them for a man that’s dead gestures meant to make my Mama proud when she is sad I never will salute no one but I will mourn for my Dad I never will salute no one but I will mourn for my Dad
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words & music by Steve Earle
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Beautiful Baby (Markus Rill/Andy Fite) I woke up this morning at a quarter to three before the rooster crows, my little baby screams a bottle of milk is what she needs and she makes it known even though she can't speak oohwee, I can see, this time it's up to me I haven't had a rest in the past few weeks if I could take a nap I know I'd dream of sleep my wife, she's got it even worse than me after all, most the time it's up to her to feed our girl, the little one who's running our whole world She’s so cuddly & so cute not a care in the world, not a whole lot of things to do take a bite, take a nap, take a pee and take a poo wreak a little havoc, cause a little destruction, too she must be out to drive us crazy the whole wide globe's most beautiful baby Now she's learning to crawl and now it really starts she knows to find things, hide things, tear stuff apart where's my wallet, where's my glasses, my car key ring? none of these things is where they've just been oohwee, I can see the baby's wicked grin So if you're thinking about kids, man, you better think twice I don't know much but here's some advice it's never too late to protet yourself put all your fragile things on the highest shelf ohoh, it'll save you some dough and your mental health She’s so cuddly & so cute not a care in the world, not a whole lot of things to do wreck your house, wreck your car, disrupt your sex life, too be a natural wonder to no one else but you she must be out to drive us crazy she's the whole wide globe's most beautiful baby

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released November 22, 2013

Recorded at analoghaus, Karben/Germany
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Tom Ripphahn

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Markus Rill München, Germany

A unique sandstone voice and songs that’ll get under your skin. Markus Rill has a way of combining stripped-down storytelling with rough-edged roots’n’roll that’s utterly captivating

»Songs that are beautifully shimmering with ambiguity - brilliant lyrics« - Rolling Stone"

"Rill shows great depth as a songwriter, bandleader and producer" - No Depression/USA
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