The Muse

RELEASE DATE: October 1st, 2013

The Muse

Recorded at Southern Ground Studios in Nashville, TN, “The Muse” mines The Wood Brothers' timeless influences and showcases their high-lonesome harmonies, Chris' virtuosic standup bass, Oliver's gritty acoustic guitars, and warrior poet lyrics. The title track reveals Oliver's songwriting at its most tender and autobiographical to date, while "Honey Jar," doubles up on a bluesy, raucous groove. "Wastin' My Mind" could pass for a lost track from "The Last Waltz," while "Neon Tombstone" drives home the brothers' now more deeply collaborative spirit. Throughout, Oliver's endearingly offbeat vocals are more "gripping" (The New York Times) than ever, with Chris' and Jano's dialed-in harmonies providing rich, rustic texture.

Click a song title for lyrics.

  1. Wastin’ My Mind

    Wastin’ my mind on you
    Wastin’ my mind on you

    Makes my head spin
    Where does your love begin and end
    There’s no answer
    To the questions I keep asking you
    You look at me like I’m a fool

    Wastin' my mind on you
    Wastin’ my mind on you
    Wishin’ my heart would'a thought things through
    Wastin’ my mind on you

    Sweet confusion
    Always changin' the point of view
    A fine illusion
    Keeps me hanging on to find the truth
    Look at me I’m such a fool

    Look at the fool
    Look for the truth

    Wastin' my mind on you
    Wastin’ my mind on you
    Wishin’ my heart would'a thought things through
    Wastin’ my mind on you

  2. Neon Tombstone

    See the backbone of a thin man
    Ribs comin' out of his chest
    He’s got troubles like a tin man
    His heart is a rusted mess

    He keeps chasin' those bombshells
    With the painted on smiles
    But they don't give him the time of day
    And that's the fool reason he cries

    When I die I wanna be sent back to try try again
    When I die I wanna be sent back to try try again
    I’m not ready to let go of the pain
    I’m not ready for heaven so let me off of this train

    Says he wants a neon tombstone
    When it's his time to go
    Says he'd hate to be forgotten
    When he's six feet below

    And if you try to love him
    He won't stay
    Likes his love from a distance
    He’ll just push you away

    When I die I wanna be sent back to try try again
    When I die I wanna be sent back to try try again
    I’m not ready to let go of the pain
    I’m not ready for heaven so let me off of this train

  3. Sing About It

    If you get too worried
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get worried
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get worried
    What you ought to do is sing
    Sing about your trouble and it just might pass

    If you get lost
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get lost
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get lost
    What you ought to do is sing
    Sing about your trouble and it just might pass
    Sing about your trouble and it just might pass

    Sing about joy
    Sing about love and hopin’ it lasts
    Sing about your trouble
    And it just might pass
    Just might pass

    If you get broken
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get broken
    What you ought to do is sing
    If you get broken
    What you ought to do is sing
    Sing about your trouble and it just might pass
    Sing about your trouble and it just might pass

    Sing about joy
    Sing about love and hopin’ it lasts
    Sing about your trouble
    And it just might pass
    Just might pass

  4. Honey Jar

    Standin’ on the back of that train with your open arms
    Lookin’ at the big sky listenin' to the smoke alarm
    You wonder what happened guess your heart must'a jumped the track
    Put your lips out in the wind and you hope you get some kissin' back

    Every night you get the same old dream
    There’s a spoon full of honey where your heart should be
    And there's
    Honey drippin' off your spoon
    Honey drippin' off your spoon

    White skin freckles big hard candy green eyes
    Bet you wish you had your red headed woman back sometimes
    The last thing you got was a left handed letter
    And you opened up the seal like you didn't even know better

    Every night you get the same old dream
    There’s a spoon full of honey where your heart should be
    And there's
    Honey drippin' off your spoon
    Honey drippin' off your spoon

    Don’t you know your spoon's gettin' low
    You worry and you wonder just where all the honey goes
    But if you hope it and you pray real hard
    If you will it you can wish it
    Heaven is a Honey Jar

  5. The Muse

    As I sit on the edge of this never made bed
    Old guitar in my lap a new tune in my head
    There she stands in the doorway just brushin' her hair
    It's my beautiful muse in her underwear
    And if I was thinkin' I’d be thinkin' thank God whoever you are
    For the muse and this old guitar

    Times like these so sweet and so true
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do

    As I sit on the end of this dirty old bar
    Tryin’ to work some things out and not gettin' too far
    And I drown out the voices that are keepin' me down
    There’s a muse all alone on the other side of town
    And if I was thinkin' I’d be thinkin' thank God whoever you are
    For all the whiskey in this dirty old bar

    Times like these so sad but so true
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do

    As I sit on the bed in this hospital room
    Sheddin’ a tear for the bride and groom
    The tiniest voice starts to bellow and cry
    It’s my finest work yet if today I should die
    And if I was thinkin' I’d be thinkin' thank God whoever you are
    For the muse and the miracle right here in my arms

    Times like these so sweet and so true
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do
    Thinkin’s the last thing that you wanna do

  6. Keep Me Around

    Hello I’m Lonely, I sweep up the place
    I go in early and I come home late
    And one thing I never forget is a face

    You keep me around
    You keep me around

    Hello I’m Sad, I know I get in the way
    You sit and you wonder how long I’m gonna stay
    While I show you the rainbow in all shades of grey

    You keep me around (I bring you down)
    You keep me around (I bring you down)

    Hello I’m Faith and I might be blind
    But I’m the one's gonna keep towin' the line
    And you land on your feet almost every time

    You keep me around (I won't let you down)
    You keep me around (I won't let you down)

    Sad and Lonely, they go and come
    You think you don't need 'em but you gotta have some
    Try askin' the Dark where the Light comes from

    Hello I’m Faith and I might be blind
    But I’m the one's gonna keep towin' the line
    And you land on your feet almost every time

    You keep me around (I won't let you down)
    You keep me around (I won't let you down)

  7. Sweet Maria

    I dream of your kiss
    And my innocent bliss
    Sweet Maria
    I never knew what I was missing
    Sweet Maria
    I once called it happiness

    She was all I knew
    'til I fell in love with you
    Sweet Maria
    Won’t you tell me what to do
    Sweet Maria
    Should I count on you

    My beautiful life
    Was lost in one night
    With you Maria
    I fear for the truth
    My days without you
    Turn me to stone

    Nothing I can say
    To the one that I betray
    Sweet Maria
    And with every passing day
    Sweet Maria
    My love turns to a dream

    My beautiful life
    Was lost in one night
    With you Maria
    I fear for the truth
    My days without you
    Turn me to stone

  8. I Got Loaded
  9. Who the Devil

    It’s hard to be fair when you're fightin'
    It’s hard to be nice when you lose
    You wish you were thunder and lightnin'
    And all you are
    Is stuck with the blues

    Do you gotta be lost to be found
    Who the devil spins the world around
    Before you know the sun's up it goes down
    Do you gotta be lost to be found
    Who the devil spins the world around
    Well it is what it is and it isn't what it ain't
    Doesn’t matter what it was cause you know it's gonna keep on

    You can't keep me from laughin'
    And I can't keep you from cryin'
    It’s hard to say just what's happenin'
    We could be crashin'
    Or we could be flyin'

    Do you gotta be lost to be found
    Who the devil spins the world around
    Before you know the sun's up it goes down
    Do you gotta be lost to be found
    Who the devil spins the world around
    Well it is what it is and it isn't what it ain't
    Doesn’t matter what it was cause you know it's gonna keep on
    Keep on changin'

  10. Losin' Streak

    I’ve got nothin' to lose on this losin' streak
    Same that makes me strong
    Is the same that makes me weak
    I’ve got nothin' to hide from the sky above
    The same that makes me shame
    Is the same that makes me love

    I’ve got no use for the time of day
    Whatever happens will happen anyway

    I’ve got nowhere to go on this lonesome road
    The same that weighs me down
    Is the same that carries my load
    I’ve got nothin' to gain on this mountain high
    The same that makes me live
    Is the same that makes me die

    I’ve got no use for the time of day
    Whatever happens will happen anyway

  11. Firewater

    Her hair and her clothes
    Were smellin' of smoke
    And her lips well they tasted like firewater
    First kiss I was buzzed
    Second I was in love I was high

    You think I'da learned
    All the times I was burned
    Deservin' the blues and I sure got 'em
    The drinkin' and pills
    The head shrinkin' bills they got high

    So if you taste lips of firewater
    Better make like a tree
    It’s a kiss you want no part of
    Better not wait and see

    Her stockings were torn
    Before she was born
    Her mother said she was a hard daughter
    No father around
    She’d just get down and get high

    So if you taste lips of firewater
    Better make like a tree
    That’s a kiss you want no part of
    Better not wait and see

    If you taste lips of firewater
    Get ready to bleed
    It’s a kiss you want no part of
    If you're anything like me

  12. Crash and Burn (Vinyl only)

    How many times will I hold you
    Lost in heaven the whole night through
    How many times will I be the fool
    Before I leave you, before I leave you

    Every straw is the last straw
    Every one will break my back
    This may be the last time
    I crash and burn with you

    How many times will I get by
    My glass raised up to the sky
    This maybe the last time I get high
    Before I die, before I die

    If I drink to life again
    I think it might come to an end
    This may be the last time
    I crash and burn with you

    I wanna crash and burn with you
    I wanna fly right outta my shoes
    I wanna follow you all the way down
    I wanna follow you all the way down

    Every straw is the last straw
    Every one will break my back
    This may be the last time
    Maybe the last time
    Let it be the last time
    I crash and burn with you

CREDITS

CHRIS WOOD / vocals, bass, harmonica, guitar, mandolin
OLIVER WOOD / vocals, guitar, mandocello
JANO RIX / vocals, drums, shuitar, percussion, melodica, piano

Special Guests -
Buddy Miller / baritone guitar
Regina McCrary / background vocals
Anne McCrary / background vocals
Jim Hoke / saxophone, horn arrangements
Bill Huber / trombone, bass trombone
Steve Herrman / trumpet, cornet

Executive Producer - Zac Brown

Produced by Buddy Miller
Recorded and Mixed by Mike Poole at Southern Ground Studios, Nashville, TN
Mastered by Andrew Mendelson at Georgetown Masters Audio, LLC, Nashville, TN

Second Engineers - Matt Mangano, Brandon "Skillet" Conway, Ben Simonetti
Studio Mama - Rebecca Wood

A&R - Ross duPre', Southern Ground Artists
Management - Liz Penta, Emcee Artist Management
Booking - Lynn Cingari, Paradigm Agency
Legal - Elliot Groffman, Carroll, Guido & Groffman, LLP
Art Direction - Chad Gibson & Matt Tinsley, Southern Ground
Design – Alexandra Clotfelter, Southern Ground
Photography: Cole Cassell & Kyle Rippey, Southern Reel
Illustration: Evan Leavitt

Oliver & Chris Wood use DR Strings.
Chris Wood uses Hoffner basses and Gallien-Krueger amplifiers.

Special Thanks: Liz, Ross, Buddy, Mike, Matt, Zac, Rebecca, Sirkka, Julia, Skillet, Paige, Lynn, Ken, Jennifer, Ben, K-rad, T-rad, Slee, our families and the Southern Ground family.

All songs written by (O. Wood/C. Wood/J. Rix) Royal Kook Music (BMI)/Wood Sound Publishing (BMI)/Spinach Pitts Music (ASCAP)
 except for “I Got Loaded,” (B. Camille) La Lou Music (BMI)

© 2013 Southern Ground Artists, Inc. / Made in the U.S.A
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