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Local Support

by Tyler Key

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1.
I’ve been trying lately now to try and change my mind I’ve been treading through the daylight without seeing the sunshine I’ve been staring out the window hoping for something that ain’t never gonna come The walking man walks, the talking man talks, the running man’s gotta run If I could get a little comfort in that deep shade of night this mean old godforsaken world might just seem all right but you could change my mind I’ve been trying lately now to try to fix myself I’ve been buying a ton of novels and just let them sit there on the shelf I’ve been getting down to the real deal but the real deal never shows I’ve been stumbling around asking everyone where the soul of man goes If I could get a little comfort in that deep shade of night this mean old godforsaken world might just seem all right you could change my mind why don’t you change my mind? Put some new pavement on the old roads new dogs at the door sometimes the things we need are the things we’ve always had before but you could change my mind
2.
Hard Time 03:38
Down by the quarry where the big birds fly the sweet perfume of the great by-and-by I keep my nickels and dimes I hold your hand in mine I can show you an easy way to have a hard time Hard Georgia morning, only good for the lens we could be in the city with your oldest friends Why here? Why now? We could be anywhere anyhow We could find an easy way to have a hard time. I’m a whitewashed dogwood with roots spreading thin I’m keeping score with the scenery again Do we want kids? Is there a world kind enough to raise them in? They could find an easy way to have a hard time.
3.
Headed south on 61 too many miles but the truck still runs hills like white elephants in time. I never prepared, never thought I’d get so lucky, get so caught up in the snares of being loved, a little bud on the vine. And there’s the name you had to summon from your family and the endless calls from all long distance friends I guess that’s why I’m here in this motel room where young adults end up adults in the end. Run of the mill old milltown blues I left home, I found you and hills like white elephants in time. We got jobs and moved again a little bitty place to hem us in and hills like white elephants to ease my mind. And there’s the road that leads me everywhere but backward and the habits I’ve come to love like dear old friends Fucked up in this Motel 6 in Nashville where young adults end up adults in the end. I’ll do my best I’ll do my best I’ll do my best I’ll do my best.
4.
It don’t make no difference to me No, it don’t make no difference to me You can lay my bones in Macedonia ground or bury me by Indian Creek It don’t make no difference to me. It don’t make no difference to me It don’t make no difference to me You can lock me up with rattlesnakes Throw away the key It don’t make no difference to me Do the sins of the father belong to the son? Will the bride lift the veil before the wedding march’s begun? I don’t have a moral, child all of that’s been done and it don’t make no difference to me It don’t make no difference to me my grandpa made corn liquor by the creek and now his boy sells xanax ambien and trucker speed and it don’t make no difference to me Do the sins of the father belong to the son? Will the bride lift the veil before the wedding march’s begun? I don’t have a moral, child all of that’s been done and it don’t make no difference to me It don’t make no difference to me no it don’t make no difference to me you can shine your light in the darkest spots the blind will never see and it don’t make no difference to me
5.
We were just a bunch of kids twelve bar blues, cranking the mids Playing tunes at the same damn place we did last week Seth’s up in Nashville now, I heard Cole was touring the south Duke went underground back in ‘15 I can’t believe it’s been six years since I’d seen your face I knew I’d lost you seeing the handful of pills you’d take Oh why don’t we say amen for the local support that props up the upstart touring bands I guess I didn’t know and nobody knew how to book shows A couple of years went by and we all moved on But after a couple of beers you and I would share our fears dude, you were underage but wise as hell I can’t believe I never called just to see what’s up the best of us are often born with awful luck Oh why don’t we say amen for the local support that props up the upstart touring bands Oh why don’t we say amen Oh why don’t we say amen.
6.
I’m better with words when I don’t have to say them and I’m better with friends when they’re not around One of these days I’ll crank up that engine and never look back upon this shithole town West Bethlehem, east of eden where’s Jesus when you need him My mother calls me after work every evening never says nothing except the weather report Most folks I can’t stand, especially my family They’re as good as can be, but goddamn I’m bored Here in West Bethlehem, east of Eden Where’s Jesus when you need him I applied for a job writing grants for the county I never heard back, so I called them up The clerk said she’d seen no such application So I keep on driving this damn semi truck just like my father a damn semi truck Straight out of West Bethlehem, east of Eden Where’s Jesus when you need him?
7.
I was an angel from Montgomery but I lost my wings I was born to run on Dexedrine The old rugged cross is a brittle old thing I’ve been living in a song since I learned to sing I’ve been living in a song since I learned to sing I ain’t learned much of anything How not to do the blues, how to stay in time and put your fingers in your ears when your baby cries It don’t last long living in a song. I was a bridge over water, trouble was my luck I put a half a million miles on a pickup truck through that bougainvillea and honeysuck I’ve been living in a song someone else made up I’ve been living in a song since I learned to sing I ain’t learned much of anything How not to do the blues, how to stay in time and put your fingers in your ears when your baby cries it don’t last long living in a song. I’ve had the workingman’s blues since I was a kid I should’ve cared about Merle when I said I did But if we’re born to grow and grown to die I’ll be living in a song that’s five miles wide.
8.
Don’t feel like talking, don’t feel like much of nothing no more These green eyes seem older than before I remember the way your hair whipped in the wind I remember the way I felt when I touched your skin Used to feel lonesome, I don’t feel nothing at all now Used to feel angry now I feel I’m gonna drown Down by the quarry lake on the southside of town Singing my songs to the birds on the ground. Can I get a Mississippi hallelujah can I get a little something for the road Don’t tell me where my dreams ran off to they’re made of gold Used to go wandering down these streets at night Used to go out drinking and try to pick a fight Used to get off on treating all my love like shit Used to be a user but you helped to fix all of it When we met it felt so easy When we met it wasn’t kind You swept me up and then you poured me out Sweeping me down but i’m not down and out Feel like a failure, feel like I’m falling apart Feel if I could change then so could anyone’s heart Singing my songs to these sad old clowns Nothing I’ve done is gonna matter now.

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recorded July 2018 at Standard Electric Recorders Co. in Atlanta, GA
mixed and mastered by Damon Moon
cover photo by tyler with graphic design assistance by Chandler Galloway
this album is dedicated to the memory of Zachary Higgins. RIP brother.

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released May 3, 2019

Seth Key plays electric guitars
Harrison Cloud plays drums and percussion
Mark Plemmons plays piano and organ
Robbie Horlick plays saxophone
Tyler Key plays acoustic guitars, pedal steel, wurlitzer, and sings
Brad Gerke, Jessica Gerke, and Ian Morrison sing backup

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Tyler Key Athens, Georgia

Athens, GA songwriter. Loud folk rock. This American Life as heard through a megaphone. Proud to be a bitter southerner.

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