Never Said Much

 

Never Said Much

by Richard Lawry

Quiet in the hallway

Head down low

Too shy for the girls

They didn't know

New school, old nerves

I couldn't start

Then you walked in

And stole my heart

Never said much

But I felt it all

Love was knocking

In the school hall

I never said much

Until I knew

That my whole life

Was waiting on you

History class

Harris Pine indoors

Me making dressers

You making drawers

Lost my job

Standing up for right

Found a flower

In a soda can

To my delight

Never said much

But I felt it all

Love was knocking

In the school hall

I never said much

Until I knew

That my whole life

Was waiting on you

First date ride

Made me spin around

Got sick in the sky

Kept nothing down

You took me home

Washed my clothes clean

Said, Let's ride the train

Soft and sweet

Five hundred miles

Tried to pull us apart

Couldn't break the promise

Of a devoted heart

Never said much

But I felt it all

Love was knocking

In the school hall

I never said much

Until I knew

That my whole life

Was waiting on you

I never said much

But I knew for sure

Our kind of love

Was built to endure

Same place, same time

I finally knew

My whole life

I was waiting on you

Never said much

But I felt it all

Love was knocking

In the school hall

I never said much

Until I knew

That my whole life

Was waiting on you

I never said much

But I chose you

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits at this link

Bring Her Back

 

Being Her Back

by Richard Lawry

Hiding behind an old barn door

I saw a project I couldn't ignore

Dust on her paint, her tires were worn

But I knew that she could be reborn

Gonna bring her back

Bring her back to life

Bring her back

Bring her back to life

A Forty Buick Limited

With sidemount spares

Jet black paint

Faded by years

Dirty old seats

Her engine worn

But I hear her whisper

She'll be reborn

Bring her back to life

Straight-eight running true

She's been waiting on me

Like old dreams do

Gonna bring her back

Bring her back to life

Bring her back

Bring her back to life

Wrenches and rags, late-night light

Bringing her engine back to life

Grease on my hands, knuckles torn

Every bolt says she'll be reborn

She's more than steel and an old design

She's a bygone era frozen in time

Stately and proud, the things she's seen

She's going to drive the roads again

Gonna bring her back

Bring her back to life

Bring her back

Bring her back to life

Gonna bring her back

Bring her back to life

Bring her back

Bring her back to life

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Frazer in the Snow

Frazer in the Snow

by Richard Lawry

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Cold December, fifty four

Heading north from Tennessee

Blue Frazer rolling through the snow

Just Bob and Pat and what might be

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Oh, Frazer in the snow keep rolling on

We don't have much but we got love

Thirty dollars and not yet twenty-one

But it feels like more than enough

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Engine ticking near Michigan

Snow falling thick and slow

Said"I do" while the roads were closed

But two hearts said, "let's go"

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Oh, Frazer in the snow keep rolling on

We don't have much but we got love

Thirty dollars and not yet twenty-one

But it feels like more than enough

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Knocking hard on the Kansas line

Pulled one plug, limped back home

Grease and hope and a little luck

And they were safely home

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on

Oh, Frazer in the snow you carried them

When the road was hard and long

From snow plows to winter vows

Their love kept rolling on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on, roll on

Frazer in the snow

Roll on 

Oh, Frazer in the snow keep rolling on

We don't have much but we got love

Thirty dollars and not yet twenty-one

But it feels like more than enough

You kept their love rolling on

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits at this link

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

by Richard Lawry

I was walking past the trailers

At the edge of the fair

When a funny little sound

Came through the air

Puhht whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh Puhht

A sound not well known

No steady beat

just a mind of its own

Putt whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

An engine spinning slow

But just fast enough

It hits when it needs

It misses by design

Old iron heartbeat

Keeping perfect time

Flywheels heavy

As a farmer's hands

Spinning out the work

Across the land

Governor swinging

Like a metronome

Tells that piston

When it's time to come home

Putt whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Fire and coast

Till the load gets tough

Under strain

It talks a little more

At idle it'll rest

Six strokes or more

Hits when it wants

Misses by design

World's laziest engine

keeping perfect time

Missing on purpose

Loud and proud

Corn got shelled

And the water got pumped

Wood got sawed

And the butter got clumped

Wash got done

And the cream got spun

All from a hit and miss

gitting er done

Putt whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Fire and coast

Till the load gets tough

Under strain

It talks a little more

At idle it'll rest

Six strokes or more

She don't fire on command

She fires on feel

Like an old farmhand

Makin' a better deal

You can't hurry iron

From nineteen ought two

It'll let you know

When it's ready for you

Putt whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Fire and coast

Till the load gets tough

Under strain

It talks a little more

At idle it'll rest

Six strokes or more

Hits when it wants

Misses by design

World's laziest engine

keeping perfect time

Missing on purpose

Loud and proud

Putt whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh putt

Whoosh whoosh

Whoosh whoosh

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits, under the title Hit and Miss, at this link

Hubcaps and Memories

 

Hubcaps and Memories

by Richard Lawry

Years of collecting

It's all hanging there

Hubcaps line the rafters

With a fifties flair

Car parts rusting

But they've got a place

Each one a story

Each a showcase

The rafters creak

The memories call

A lifetime of treasures

Lining the wall

Hubcaps and memories

They're gleaming tonight

Pieces of the past

In the museum light

A Ford Model A

And a toy car parade

Humble reminders

Of the life you made

Antique toy trucks

On a high wooden shelf

I see your smile in each

One of them myself

They called it junk

But you called it gold

A museum of autos

And stories they told

Through grease and grit

Through laughter and tears

You built this life

Over all these years

The way you worked

Long hours each day

Things collected

Never thrown away

Now they hang

Like reflections of you

The world calls it clutter

But they don't see

Every part

Every scratch

Is a memory

It's more than the metal

The chrome or the rust

It's the vision

The dream

And the wanderlust

Hubcaps and memories

They're gleaming tonight

Pieces of the past

In the museum light

A Ford Model A

And a toy car parade

Humble reminders

Of the life you made

Hubcaps and memories

Are the best

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Twisted Metal

Twisted Metal

by Richard Lawry

Pulled in slow that Wednesday morning

Thinking of work and the day begun

Thoughts of orders and of scheduling

Didn't know my world had come undone

Then I saw the terrible scene

The twisted metal of a roof collapsed

Building torn in the aftermath

Under the weight of ice

The trusses snapped

Twisted metal in the morning

Frozen rafters split and torn

All our quiet little stories

Sleeping under shattered forms

I'm just standing in the silence

Breathe a cloud against the air

Twisted metal in the morning

And my hearts still frozen there

Standing here in the ice and snow

While cars are under the mangled tin

How can I recover from this day

Where safety and security once had been

Twisted metal in the morning

Frozen rafters split and torn

All our quiet little stories

Sleeping under shattered forms

I'm just standing in the silence

Breathe a cloud against the air

Twisted metal in the morning

And my hearts still frozen there

I felt small as the broken beams

Showed me how uncertain life can be

Twisted metal where once had been

Safety, security and life carefree

How do I get past this

And act like It's fine

I'm told it will get better

All I need is time

But I will always remember

Twisted metal in the morning

Frozen rafters split and torn

All our quiet little stories

Sleeping under shattered forms

I'm just standing in the silence

Breathe a cloud against the air

Twisted metal in the morning

And my hearts still frozen there

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Songs and Poems

 

Poems, Hymns and Songs written by Richard Lawry

Click on the links below for each poem

A Seaside Sunset

Chrome and Velvet Dreams

Whitewalls and Fenderskirts

A Solitary Place

Driving Arkansas Roads

Country Doctor

Temple of Steel

The Road Rolls On

Little Toy Train

Little Red and White Nash

Long Beach Serenade

Respect the Rust

Twisted Metal

Hubcaps and Memories

Frazer in the Snow

Bring Her Back

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Never Said Much