Bobby waves to me
His car's on blocks again
I see he's got a quart
Maybe he'll share with a friend
It's a Monday like the last
The fifteenth can't come too...
Bobby waves to me
His car's on blocks again
I see he's got a quart
Maybe he'll share with a friend
It's a Monday like the last
The fifteenth can't come too fast
Tomorrow I'll be here
Drinking Bobby's beer
I live down on the crossroads
The last stop on the way down
I live down on the crossroads
It's where you're gonna meet the whole town
Sarah's come out too
I guess I'll stay a while
And work a car or two
Put on my winning smile
A lazy summer day
The cops all stay away
There's better things to do
Than bust this sorry crew
I live down on the crossroads
The last stop on the way down
I live down on the crossroads
It's where you're gonna meet the whole town
Frankie hasn't showed
No one is sure why
We don't know where he goes
Or if the boy's alive
His momma used to care
But now she isn't there
So we all take our turn
Feeding Frankie what we earn
I live down on the crossroads
The last stop on the way down
I live down on the crossroads
It's where you're gonna meet the whole town
I live down on the crossroads
No you're not welcome to stay
I live down on the crossroads
Where we all wish we could get away
(c) By Brad Rourke
Song Information
Words and Music by Brad Rourke
Performed by The West End
This was recorded in our rehearsal space live, so there are some sound quality issues.
This was recorded in our rehearsal space live, so there are some sound quality issues.
12/23/08 11:18:58AM @mark-reed:
First time I've heard any of your material. The title pulled me to this one. This is a nicely worked number. Good backing and an equally good vocal line. Well done enjoyed this one
03/19/08 01:29:36PM @morgenside:
it is like nick cave meets great big sea sounds great to me
Did Brad Rourke grow up in Detroit, hanging out in Cass Corridor dives like the Old Miami and The Uncooperative where Grief Factory and the 3-D Invisibles...
Did Brad Rourke grow up in Detroit, hanging out in Cass Corridor dives like the Old Miami and The Uncooperative where Grief Factory and the 3-D Invisibles killed? Did he crawl through the Berkeley punk scene back when Fang and MDC still ruled, and get thrown out of a Pogues show at the Fillmore for stage diving? Has he worshipped Nick Cave ever since Prayers on Fire? GUILTY AS CHARGED.
So why is Brad Rourke singing country-lonesome songs about losers and left-behinds, armed with a guitar and his smokey, whiskey voice? Cause that's who he knows.
Brad Rourke is a singer-songwriter based in Rockville, Maryland. He writes and sings songs about the fissures and cracks in everyday life. His songs will drag you down. The people you meet in them are stuck, caught in their own self-destruction in a place where nothing comes free. If you dig people like that as much as Brad does, come along. Maybe they'll let you stay awhile.
First time I've heard any of your material. The title pulled me to this one. This is a nicely worked number. Good backing and an equally good vocal line. Well done enjoyed this one
it is like nick cave meets great big sea sounds great to me