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Ode to a Tinhorn

by Maxwell Putnam

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Anna on 85 04:40
in a land of long winters for girl on the street i held a whirlwind got caught in her eye she quoted lord byron she dug at my feet lustful to body a danger to mind flippant commitment loyal hair product now she's out looking for more wood to polish me, i don't mind me, i don't care lock my memories in a boudoir with a lock of her hair o-shake out the remnants clear the debris she's coming about this time it might kill me stand yourself up and bolster wash out with lye break all your own backs on someone else's time i got a car with gas in it got a job off the clock don't tell my missus she thinks i'm on lock i could leave in an instant but where would i stay poor anna tell me that i'll be okay lets meet tonight on east end and 85th st in a summer sometime now seems to be cursed i slept with the second i dreamt of the first i dream of her madly and know i'm the worst but i know there are other damned souls to be with she laughs like a lapdance drinks like a widow she's built like a bird's nest and chirps like the wind blows breaks off all contact but stays within a stone's throw useful as a stopwatch guilty as an alarmclock put the kids down to sleep with kisses don't wait up for me i'm out on some business pull into the night up the fdr drive stumble home lovedrunk a quarter to five the sun's coming up what ya gonna do i wouldn't be lying to say i love you but also another it doesn't feel wrong poor anna tell me that i'll get along
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feet resting on the water cool breeze across my wrist fall out of dream into a fourteen hour shift thought of my parole is playing tricks with time a working day is easy when i got you on my mind a working day is easy when my thoughts are all of you ain't no whistle bell or minute hand can tell me what to do the job might take my body boss might take my time working day ain't hard enough to take you off my mind it's a broken compliment they give ya if they're trying to get one back a line is bound to tangle rying to trace a crooked track wreckage all around me, station far behind but masking folks ain't nothing when i got you on my mind masking folks is easy when your love is all i know when friends are only friendly if you blow 'em a little smoke every road i go down has an endless yellow line open road ain't mean enough to take you off my mind gimme a shady tree for summer a cold river in the spring wordless into autumn winter in the wings a cold year's coming calls the blue jay in the pine tomorrow is a thousand miles away when i got you on my mind tomorrow is a thousand miles when every night i die my death and every day i wake and burn alive with every breath i gaze up at the ceiling, out the window to the sky forever's not enough time to take you off my mind
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my name is claire i live here me and my two kids call it home the hunger in their eyes, a bite upon my bones sun is in the backyard, house dark and dusty as a tomb my god sent regrets he said salvation will be coming soon i met brown he was looking for his mercy said he left his life behind me, i'd been alone with the kids for a long time i put his boots beneath the table, he gave a bottle three hard pulls one for every man that he left without a pulse the field was getting richer and the boys had a man to raise em up we had an understanding, one day you might have called it love every night i get undressed alone and a bartender pours a drink now i know my lonesome low having love thats always out of reach the stars are getting duller and the wilderness is closer every day brown is getting distant, talking about god's good old glory days when he said he's leaving the wind was through the window and the rain was on the shelf he said everything is gone so he'd be looking for his mercy somewhere else you cry and pray for righteousness all you get's a steady hand the woods are laughing and repeating every wild thought you ever had its raining in the kitchen there's a dead man on the stone two kids talking to a deputy, mama's cuffed and looking down the road
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I Want You 03:56
when all that's been said of ceremony cracks upon the king of etiquette's back he trumpets on his cornet saying i should forget you but all mankind has all gone home as i proudly sit alone upon this throne the only eyes i want are yours to go thru o , o, i want you we spent all day sat on the floor making piles of things saying mine and yours are you sure you don't want to try it once more you know that i've learned my lesson you frowned and rattled off some long list of why you were mad at me i guess you said you had some things that need addressing i said okay let me undress them you laughed and rolled your eyes in scorn i admit that's when my stomach was torn a stem of a joke with a venomous thorn and it was not worth holding on to so i hid my face and cooly left you said goodbye, i said well i guess you went to him, i felt like death you felt his breath upon you if i only had the chance again to brave the cold and howling wind i'd face the guns and gallows then to make your work more easy doing but this here would my world undo to breath a breath that's not for you an ocean of emptiness to wander on through with nothing much left to do in
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the trouble, the trouble this place has broken me true it's not like me but i can't be free until i can break this place too these roadside rooms like shackles every one with a lock and chain if i know you you'd be running too if you had to stay here again the only one who knows these seas has just thrown up her hands and has taken with her all her little instruments for finding land and she's gone to hide somewhere between the cliffs of dreams and the fog of humankind if i only had a captain i'd have mutiny on my mind doom upon each pharaoh a curse upon each king who lays coal upon his people for to find some diamond thing i don't deny i've been there too with the lowest i've sometime lain but the rock stays on the ring my bug the blood stays on the blade the dirt between my fingers needs time to be received i'll be damn if i'll be demanded to make these hands look clean feeling around with my foreign claw trying to find some futile line if i only had a captain id have mutiny on my mind Like a laminated lover it's never enough just to be seen i know your breast beats unlike the rest and there's nothing in between sometimes i feel like a dollar sometimes i feel like a dime with you my bug i feel my trouble easing by and by what would a life be without some trouble in mind if i only had it in me to stand up straight and act alright when i feel my luck is changing i remember the rule of tides if i only had a captain id have mutiny on my mind
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o god the angels sing you gave me my wings i clipped them for thee i would rather to be dead than free if this is how it must be how it must be you can have the paper moon ain't got no use anymore i'll hold on to the melody if you say i can stay one night more stay one night more i've been dumb and down on my luck a bucket of bad bets i bust at the seam i guess i'll be with the wind and the sea please if i can just get my things i can just get my things sweet beast, think i'm under your spell no retched release can salvation sell show me to your parents or take me to hell i'll sweat all the salt out of you all the salt out of you
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i was born green and dying in the evening in the mist time held me up to heaven and said what am i supposed to do with this they said put him on fortysecond street with a pocketknife and give him a kiss and so it was i was born in the same bed to die in inside where all the pretty people play the gossip bonafide your mother seems so proud she talks about the history of drinking wine your father's been explaining for an hour or two the benefits of never waisting time and everyone at the party was born without even trying you're looking like you're working like a hooker on the corner of insanity and poetry again is your motivation destiny or just another voice in your head the rain's been kicking particles of other people's problems looking like a storm coming in and it looks like you were born without a comfort to cry in life is a lot like a fireworks display it's loud and mostly for show when the grand finale hits you're a little drunk and ready to go but nothing's a sweet as the smell of the street magnolia trees and fried dough and everyone at the carnival gets tamed and trained like a lion olivea is finished with her grieving she starts to smiling slow i see her eyes and know that time is never gonna let her go they say that every love sours, never will ours, fate is only one way to go what's not a cause for love to be defying he let me stay there for a little while before he figured it was time for us to go he shook my hand, showed me he had the ticket just like it was a ladder he led me under the great rainbow to the place where eden fell green and dying all the same it seems i remain like the sea to sing through its chains and the prisoner to echo the train and mountains bow down to the plains all green and dying
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there's an echo in the chamber where my heart beats there's a shadow in the temple i rise to the shadow's for the breath that i hold onto the echo's in the chamber cus of you there's a window that's just above the ceiling i'm ready to go through I'm offering the early winter's morning the window's by the ceiling cus of you there's a prayer that goes into every mirror there's a sermon every afternoon at two the sermon's for the luckless and downtrodden the prayer is in the mirror cus of you

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released March 16, 2018

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