Thank You And Good Night (2013)

by The Young Republic

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These are the last songs The Young Republic recorded together, circa 2009.

Dedicated to our band, a great little band from Boston.

Thank you to everyone who ever supported us, who ever took this music to mean something special to them. Who ever housed us, fed us, came to the shows, booked us, drove us, signed us, inspired us, believed in us. Who ever listened. Thank You and good night.

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released October 20, 2013

Kristin Weber: Violin, Harmony Vocals
Bob Merkl: Electric Guitar, Pedal Steel
Chris Miller: Bass
Nate Underkuffler: Piano, Percussion
Julian Saporiti: Vocal, Guitar, Percussion
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Matt Smith, Logan Linning, Joe Giotta: Drums
Rebecca Morris: Additional Harmony Vocals
Dan Lipsitz: Saxophones
Haley Dreis, Daniel Heacock: Violins on "Shine On"
Hamilton Berry: Cello

All songs written by Julian Saporiti for West Meade Music (ASCAP), except "Dual Voices" written by Wes Langlois with additional lyrics by Julian Saporiti. Songs arranged by The Young Republic including Katherine Neis, Jon Lee, and MJ Kim. String arrangement on "Shine On" by Julian Saporiti.

Produced by Julian Saporiti and The Young Republic at Sky Mountain Studios, Nashville, TN. Mixed by Chris Sturniolo and Julian Saporiti with supervision from Nate Underfkuffler. Mastered by Chris Sturniolo.

The cover photograph "The Most Beautiful Suicide" is of Evelyn McHale, taken by Robert Wiles and published by Life magazine, minutes after she leapt from the Empire State Building on May 1, 1947.

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Track Name: Desirée
You got that stare babe
Dead aimed at me
And you got that hair babe
Red as can be
I think I'm catching something
Like a fool in the rain

You got a way, babe
To turn a boy inside out
Men have written their plays, babe
For less than your pout
You're gonna get me into trouble
Like an apple in a tree
Defy gravity
Float around my head
Like a buzzin bee
Slip into my ears
Like a Mozart symphony
I'll listen as long as you play
Desirée

So, what's your type of man babe?
I heard you got six or seven
Said you're in love with The Band babe
Prefer Danko to Levon
You told me his verse on "The Weight"
It'll kill you every time
So, you got me pegged babe
Right down in a hole
Caught by the leg, babe
Snared by the soul
You're gonna get me into trouble
Like an apple in a tree
Defy gravity
Float around my head
Like a buzzin bee
Float across my eyes
Like those Monet water lilies
Now, I do not dare look away
Desirée

You're out of my league, babe
That's just a matter of fact
I field a pretty good team, babe
But you got no salary cap
I'm gonna drop your jaw like the '69 Jets
You got it made, babe
More brilliant than light
You could waltz through a maze, babe
Without blinkin an eye
You're gonna get me into trouble
Like an apple in a tree
Defy gravity
Float around my head
Like a buzzin bee
Cover up my skin
Like some French linen sheets
Oh, to lie in the bed wear you lay
Desirée
Track Name: Plain Old, Plano Blues (for paul)
Baby lives in the middle of Texas
Don't do nothin that could ever offend us
Baby drives a nice, black Lexus new
Around a town cut up and down by highways
Wouldn't ever turn a good head sideways
Baby's got them plain old, Plano blues

Come on boys, let's me Apache Mozarts
Screamin heads climbing through the Ozarks
Red eyes, making mad love to the moon
The sun illuminates the shrines of convenience
The Gods of taste have gone to sleep or grown lenient
I'm awake with these plain old, Plano blues

I might be a singer
Well, then give us a song
I only got one tune to suit this mood
Babe, I'm singing "Plain Old, Plano Blues"

Camping out in a shopping mall parking lot
Warmer weather than I ever would have thought
Couldn't sleep, climbed a tree, cut my eyes on the view
Nothin worth a nickel more than a milk shake
Tracks of land could benefit from an earthquake
I see why Baby's got them plain old, Plano blues

I ain't a local, but I got a hunch
That livin here's like eatin cold styrofoam lunch
With a nice sprawlin side of no-ambition-stew
Starin at suburban desert mansions
Passin by the trash dump horse pen
Give a fella these plain old, Plano blues

I might be a singer
Well, then give us a song
I only got one tune to suit this mood
Babe, I'm singing "Plain Old, Plano Blues"

Five to a room in a no-star hotel
I'm bleeding out at the slow bar ink well
The road to hell is tolled by ladies wearing high heeled shoes
See Baby dancin in a thrift store green gown
Two different colored eyes, the left one is speckled brown
The right one is just plain old, Plano blue

Where there was once luck, passion and history
There is plastic soul and the mystery
Of why good folks let a nice place fall to ruin
This ain't one isolated sell-out ghost town
It's here and there and everywhere you look around
Every city's got them plain old, Plano Blues
Track Name: Dual Voices
Well, I'm writing to tell you I'm leavin
I'm headed out west for a while
I'm sorry, I can't take you with me
But I'm tired of being a child
You've always been real good to me
You kept me out of the rain
But I can't sit here and take all this pleasure
Without feeling some pain

I'm headed just north of Colorado
I'm told, it's my kind of place
I'm takin some books and guitar
I gotta go out and find her a case
And you know when I get there
I'll find a table for two
And I'll just sit there and listen to old country songs
And I'll order a whiskey for you

You know livin' ain't easy
And dyin' ain't all that hard
I got lucky when they dealt out my hand
Now, I'm gonna play every last card
Track Name: Sad, Sad, Sad, Sad You
Spend all your time wishin that you were thinner
A glass of wine with a microwave dinner
Laugh with food in your mouth 'cause it's just the cat and you
One prescription to make you feel glad
Two subscriptions to cheap gossip rags
No one likes a bitch who's not below a size two
Sad, sad, sad, sad you

At 28, you still act like a boy
Rate each week by conquests and toys
Bought a truck that makes a lot of noise just like you do
Rent a condo in the Gulch like a winner
A can of beer with your cheeseburger dinner
Yellow wrappers on the floor that you'll eventually get around to
Sad, sad, sad, sad you
Sad, sad, sad, sad you

Sad you
Sad you

Savin up for strollers and swings
Go to bars looking for diamond rings
Your clock is tickin, tickin, tickin runnin out on you
Meet a man who has nothin to say
No politics and a good job that pays
You've never had so much in common with a dude, oh, it's true
Sad, sad, sad, sad you

Life still runs on fraternity rules
You're not as handsome as you were back in school
But now, there's money honey, so, the bunnies still play with you
Lose ambition, compensate with a wife
Who may, or may not love you all of your life
Get bored, have kids, repopulate the zoo
Sad, sad, sad, sad you
Sad, sad, sad, sad you

Sad you
Sad you
Track Name: Adrien (for brother)
If you can forgive the past
And trust a sorry thief
You've got talent kid
Even more than me
No doubt that you will finish first
It's your type of game
Set your aim beyond the spot where
I went up in flames

Hang on tight Adrien
Fight the winds, don't change your plans
Steady your hand, bury the dead
Move distraction from your head
Hang on tight Adrien

Be a humble and wide eyed son
Lowest to the ground
Be patient brother, do no rust
Don't let a woman drag you down
Take all of your former loves
Hang em on the wall
Come back after the long summer off
Keep who doesn't fall

Hang on tight Adrien
Fight the winds, don't change your plans
Steady your hand, bury the dead
Move distraction from your head
Hang on tight Adrien

Take all of your former loves
Hang em on the wall
Come back after the long summer off
Keep who doesn't fall

Hang on tight Adrien
Fight the winds, don't change your plans
Steady your hand, bury the dead
Move distraction from your head
Hang on tight Adrien
Track Name: Love Sick
I'm feelin love sick in the best possible way
I hear my heart tick, ain't no broken clock today
Prolonging each hour
Making each second sour

I'm feelin love sick over the sweetest little girl
I feel a strong grip pulling me back into the world
You gotta be crushed to fit inside love

Baby, help me figure this out
You're a bowl of holy water
And I'm a man in a drought!
Oh, I said, Baby, now that my ailments you know
Won't you give me the cure
Or just let me go

I'm feelin love sick, Lord, she's always on my mind
Oh, it's a hard stick, ain't had it this bad in 5 years time
I'm feelin shaky and hot
My stomach's knots have got knots, yes ma'am

I'm feelin love sick, uneasy, anxious and unsure
I hear the gears click, pushing my every thought to her
She's got me in a thick mess
No answers, but a quick guess, yes ma'am

Baby, help me figure this out
You're a bowl of holy water
And I'm a man in a drought!
Oh, I said, Baby, now that my ailments you know
Won't you give me the cure
Or just let me go

I'm feelin love sick in the best possible way
Oh, it's a mean trick, but I'm so glad that it's been played
You got to be crushed yo fit inside love

Baby, help me figure this out
You're a bowl of holy water
And I'm a man in a drought!
Oh, I said, Baby, now that my ailments you know
Won't you give me the cure
Or just let me go
Track Name: The Salesman
Stop, line and goodbye
Shakes in your fingers, seein blue flames in the fire
And it was business took you west
From dancin with a sweetheart to a break that will never set
It's a slow train when you're low
Tears in Indiana cut your face til Idaho
Now, your aim is changing tense
Girls were born sprinters, they aren't made for long distance

For your trials and receipts
Rolling miles under feet

Stop, line, close and send
Old friends of the party had you fallin off the fence
Into a blonde light on the lawn
A ghost named Virginia under white stars, cold and drawn
And then gold sounds touched your hear
But the last time you listened only good things disappeared
Half smiles are worthless bets
Blowin by your chances, you stood faithful to the dead

For your trials and receipts
Rolling miles under feet
Your last time for pine after pine
Sign after sign
Line after line
Dime after dime

Stop, styled and detailed
Rollin by the pictures watch the world from a rail
And you spoke to an empty seat
"You are free if you're lucky. I am parts in this machine!"
And then your mad road eyes went wild
Breakin with a briefcase for the exit, the end of the aisle
And on the outside of that train
You let those papers go and then your body did the same
Track Name: Rogue Blues
Rollin in chains, the choke of the rope
Tell your woman, I already sold your bones
Take one look, and I take my time
You're a good lookin boy, but no, you say, never mind
Well, I moved over one for a woman in black
Got nailed and now I'm never comin back
I'll give you one more chance to make this whole case drop
I ain't gonna swing, so, you really oughta make it stop

Going down tracks against a rail in the rain
Now, why should I move man? You let the other people change
Get the blood off your shoes, wipe off the sweat
I gave you a shot, that's all your ever gonna get
I will bury your brother if you're looking to fight
You said, "just leave the girls alone,"
But you shoulda seen your sister last night
May I remind you, you're the one who came into this place
When you go to meet your maker
You'll be lucky if he can recognize your face

You try to read my bluff, like some blank sheet of snow
I went to kiss you goodbye when I saw that you fell
But your partner was there, now, we're both kissin in hell

I thought of how this all got started, it came to my head
Don't ever for a second, trust a woman that'll take you to bed
Track Name: Balance Of Heart
I met you some years ago, thirteen or so
When your blue eyes still had something in their holes
Now, there's nothing, just a husband you barely know
You were solid, you were on it
You still had red dirt on your soul
But then college fell right on you
And we broke
You turned with northern eyes
I mean, you cut your hair so short
Of your accent and your absence
I took note

Don't you say never, you can come back again
You can come back again
Balance of heart, a balance of hand
So, you forgot the place, I will learn you again

You got caught up in his books
You got caught up in his coke
And he spun ya, til you were spinnin on your own
You live in pirouettes and you danced right off the shore
Don't tell me from time to time you don't look back at our door
Cause you used to sing with me but now you go six other ways
You were priceless in a white dress on your birthday
Now, you're only worth the money that you make

Don't you say never, you can come back again
You can come back again
Balance of heart, a balance of hand
Distance tore us apart, I will swing til the end
Cause I know (yes, I know)
A southern boy will love you, thick or thin
A balance of heart, a balance of hand

Intellect is a dancing girl that no one will take home
She'll spin you around the room until your friends all start to go
Til you realize that it's just you on that road
You can always, honey, always bring it back home

Don't you say never, you can come back again
You can come back again
Balance of heart, a balance of hand
I know that we fell, darlin, it's how you land
Cause I know (yes, I know)
A southern boy will love you til the end
With balance of heart, a balance of hand
Track Name: Shine On
Just down the coast from here
My boyhood lover
Soon as the coast is clear
I'm starting over
Savannah, hang on

Kissed my brother in a coal mine
From there I've walked
The red dirt and Georgia pines
By fires of outlaws
Burning wind send my sails
Back on course

I walked some miles in your shoes
I found your smile, I paid your dues
Recall the stained glass of Notre Dame
We may not be lovers, but we can get along
Left, right, day or night
Shine on

I may send you a line
Might be gone forever
One thing I can't tell is time
Ain't no man so clever
Virginia, I'm gone

Hostess by the sea
Suit my rebel intention
Confederate shore so clean
Like an eighth grade affection
Burning wind send my sails
Back on course

I walked some miles in your shoes
I found your smile, I wrote your blues
Recall the stained glass of Notre Dame
We may not be lovers, but we can get along
Left, right, day or night
Shine on

Recall the stained glass of Notre Dame
The band may be through, but we still have the songs
Left, right, day or night
Shine on
Wrong, right, dead or alive
Shine on