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Dry Creek Road

by Ian W. Beer

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1.
Black Dog 03:31
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This Empty Heart I’m so tired of watching the wind blow Through this empty heart Crawling through my windows, breathing on the glass I hear it rattling in the graveyard, whistling in the dark Blowing through the trees shaking down my past Feeding all my memories in its draft… I’m so tired of all that whiskey Burning inside of me Drowning all that loneliness that insecurity Feeding the emptiness where my heart used to be Taking all my senses until there is no sense of me Chorus No one feeds on what the black dog leaves Its bark as bad as its bite And no one sees what they don’t want to see Even if their conscience might…. Going to take a long walk out in the rain Going to take a long walk, walk out all this pain Keep that genie locked away, not going to feed that monkey again Going to walk out a here a free man Repeat Chorus There’s no escape, you just have to wait The learning not always clear And sometimes its just a twist of fate That rises above the fear
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Ode to Dry Creek Road 04:28
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Ode to Dry Creek Road We’re breathing life into this land, We’ve taken a journey, we’re making a plan Of breathing life into this land There’s a house in Dry Creek Road, An old Bullock wagon, that carried that load To build our house in Dry Creek Road There was a town at the bend in the road, Use to have a hotel a baker as well There’s was a place called Dry Creek town Chorus Memories lay scattered and get lost in time Just like the crystal from Black Charlies mine Like the gold that filled those old saddle bags The hope from the struggles of this dusty old land Those stories still linger and are often still told By the locals who live down on Dry Creek Road Tall trees use to hold up these hills Formed an arbor all the way to the high country Some were torn by hand and machinery Others burnt in the fires of ‘23 Chorus G D Memories lay scattered and get lost in time A7 G D Just like the crystal from Black Charlies mine G D Like the gold that filled those old saddle bags A7 G D The hope from the struggles of this dusty old land G Em A7 Those stories still linger and are often still told D G D By the locals who live down on Dry Creek Road Theres a truck driven by Ronny Tait It was bought by his granddad back in 1948 There’s a truck driven by Ronny Tait His family home fought fire and drought But he lost the old farmhouse in a smart meter rout……. Sometimes life like time can run out…. Chorus Yes all those memories of life they can last a long time Just like the crystal from Black Charlies mine Like the gold that filled those old saddle bags The hope and struggles of this dusty old land Those stories still linger and are often still told By the locals who still live down on Dry Creek Road Yeah we’re breathing life into the land We’ve taken a journey, we’re making a plan We breathing life into this land…. Breathing love into this land……
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Quiet Man 03:32
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The Quiet Man Troubled Man, I know that you can’t hear me, all those voices adversary and no one understands Shadowland, your staring at the sky, casting alabies, clinging to those lies that are keeping you alive Can you hear the cry of the quiet man, letting out his silent pain Boy next door to the man of the house, still Mummies boy of fear and doubt Finally free of those growing pains, traded them for suburban chains No apron strings to hold him down, just the shackles of the quiet man Shallow man, always clinging to the shore, never wading in the deep, Like the secrets that your keep, left drowning in your sleep. Can you hear the cry of the quiet man, letting out his silent pain Boy next door to the man of the house, still Mummies boy of fear and doubt Finally free of those growing pains, traded them for suburban chains No apron strings to hold him down, just the shackles of the quiet man Better man, you hear those voices shout, never do you doubt, what they talk about… Understand, what life is all about, give away that consciousness set free that quiet man
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Big Lazy Life 04:38
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I want a big lazy life, a big lazy life Big sky above me, and a warm fire at night Someone that loves me, just the way that I am Whose not trying to mould me into another man I’m gonna drink from the rain, eat from the ground Let the day unfold me, the night take me home Bend like the branches in the cold south wind Shelter under the leaves in my summer skin I want to stare at the stars Under a big black sky Taste the salt of the sea, as it blows on by Gonna find me some lovin, that I’m going to share Dig deep in my soul, lay myself bare Going to let out all the feeling hiding inside of there… I want a big lazy life, a big lazy life Big sky above me, and a warm fire at night
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Blaze of Glory 04:11
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With my requisition order, I’m heading for the front My heart wants to turn back, but I know I probably won’t I’m living for the rec-leave party, on the 23rd of next month I’d rather die in an alcoholic salvation than a 21-gun salute We’re going out in a blaze of glory In colours one and all We’re going to tread the path to victory Never will we fall Yeah mum I’ll be coming home soon So take my picture off the wall Tell that pretty little girl from the corner store That I’m worth waiting for I turned 21 last Tuesday, drank warm wine in the Palestine sun But instead of coming of age, I felt more like coming undone They say the older you get the wiser, but wiser than me are dead Is my fortitude really growing, or am I accepting consequence Chorus So many things I can’t understand, I just hide them with my fear And if you close your eyes you can be anywhere, a million miles from here Chorus Repeat Chorus
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Reptilian Jewels 04:31
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Reptilian Jewels Sitting on the counter, are those snakeskin boots Some old cowboy probably died to set them loose You know you can walk a mile in any old shoes. But you’ll walk taller in these reptilian jewels Just $45 dollars, they surely are a steal Put em on your feet, just to see how they feel They even come with their own snakeskin oil And if you look close enough, you’ll see traces of Canadian soil He said, you know you can walk a mile in any old shoes But you’ll walk taller in these reptilian jewels Chorus I want to know what its like to walk out of my life Lose this wrung out shadow, feed it to the night Take on an open highway with nothing left to lose Burn down my blues with those reptilian jewels When I get to find, my own solitude I’ll have lots of time for thinking, might even drop my attitude Will I live a life of peace, hope and gratitude Or will I keep on thinking about those reptilian jewels You know you can walk a mile in any old shoes, But you’ll walk taller in those reptilian jewels Regrets, sure I had a few, Mr Sinatra, sing away my dues One thing for sure, when I leave this mortal coil I won’t be left wondering, deep beneath the soil I will fight to the end, always chase my truth I’ll be burned to the stake, in these snakeskin boots
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Old Collingwood 04:35
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Old Collingwood is gone Old Collingwood is dead The dreams that linger on are tainted and torn, Old Collingwood is gone All those factory remains, old Johnston street facades Even Sam the fruitier has gone to his grave Old Collingwood is gone Old Collingwood is dead The dreams that linger on are tainted and torn, Old Collingwood is gone The tote still is around; But John Wren is long gone Even Queenie moved on, and the band’s that now play, wouldn’t know who she was Old Collingwood is gone Old Collingwood is dead The dreams that linger on are tainted and torn, Old Collingwood is gone Good old Collingwood…..Good old Collingwood….Old Collingwood is gone There talking about tolls down on the Eastern Freeway But it still won’t keep all those hipsters away, Steaming their lattes, curling their beards, making a mockery of old chopper Reid Old Collingwood is gone Old Collingwood is dead The dreams that linger on are tainted and torn, Old Collingwood is gone The sirens don’t sound at the old footy ground The stands and the fans are no longer around The magpies have flown, from their spiritual home Jock’s black and white bruises, are now Eddie and the cruisers, Old Collingwood is gone Good old Collingwood…..Good old Collingwood….Old Collingwood is gone
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Better Days 04:27
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And I lost my way, sometimes this world seems to run forever and you cant get it back Today is Judgement day, but I wont be around to judge for that Poets will write, politicians lie, and all the real people will cry and bleed the facts While I sleep hoping for better days And to this world I pray, even though they say it takes a better man to have faith But I have seen life and now I’ve seen it slip away All those shakers, makers and rattling cages, let them out, let them see This man who lies before them is free And the world that stands above me now, I just close my eyes and pray That one day there will be a better way Better Days, Better Days, And to my brothers, I will stay with you every day and every night And to all those ghosts, we will look them in the eye and we will fight
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Wind on a Chain 04:24
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Wind on a Chain G D Storms gonna blow and I’m going to be the first one to know C G Before that clock tower rings, the next train pulls in D C G Those distant lights they seem so bright tonight and that coward the wind is looking for a fight Em G Am7 C G This city is filled with too many extremes, too many romantics chasing too many dreams G D You and I know, that we’ve both felt the darkness before C G When there seemed no way out, we always found the door Bm C When it all gets too much I can feel myself fall, Am7 C G These walls keep closing in, I can’t hold them anymore Chorus/refrain G D Got the wind on a chain and it’s breaking right across my back C G Floodtide of emotion, ebbing into the night G D Got the wind on a chain and it’s breaking right across my back C G Floodtide of emotion, ebbing into the night G D I can hear that rain fall, bouncing off those city streets C G A back street orchestra, in a front row seat G D You and I know, that we’ve both felt the darkness before C G When there seemed no way out, we always found the door Bm C When it all gets too much I can feel myself fall, Am7 C G These walls keep closing in, I can’t hold them anymore
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Four Walls 03:03
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Four Walls These four walls, they cannot hold me anymore And these closed doors wont open anymore The phone calls, I don’t answer anymore A fire burns, but it don’t warm anymore Winter reigns, Autumn falls Cold winds shake these empty halls You never know what tomorrow brings In a different coat, on the same old skin Some go easy and some stay hard Take the journey but don’t move far Those warm faces, I can’t see anymore Grey ghosts form like mist in the air And these minds, they don’t think anymore spend their hours, just worrying about it all Chorus These four walls, they don’t know me anymore If they could talk they would be swearing at me now You don’t need excuses when you when you fall And these walls they have heard them all before
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Victim of the Night 05:52
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There’s two boats on the river, one is black and one is white, Two hearts on the water, one is wrong and one is right, But whoever is the winner, both are victims of the night. Here I stand on the shoreline, with my feet tied to the ground, My head is spinning, not knowing which way I am bound, Sunrise is surfacing, just like a victim of the night. Chorus: If only one man knew, what the other could do, Then together they’d all be as one. As one…… A thousand hearts have been waiting, but the waitings all been done, All that’s left has been taken, a lifetime all but gone, And that cold wind keeps blowing, just like a victim of the night. Chorus:

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New abode, new stories new songs and some not so new songs...Dry Creek Road captures the spirt and soul of the high country of Victoria, other tracks deal with nature, capital punishment, mental illness...life in general in all its different shades and pastels....enjoy.

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released August 6, 2022

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Ian W. Beer VIC, Australia

I have always been inspired by great songwriters, Dylan, Waits, Springsteen and Elvis Costello and after hearing Ryan Adams Heartbreaker, I was up and running, setting up my first home studio and rediscovering my love for the acoustic guitar.
As with any journey there are bumps and cracks along the way. New single, Midnight Train releases Feb 12, 2024 ... more

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