The Story of Simon Pure

by This Way

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released 18 September 2012

This album is dedicated to the people, both living and nonliving, who continue to inspire us to be who we are, follow our dreams and do what we love.

The Story of Simon Pure was recorded in one room over the course of three days, from June 25th - June 27th, 2012.  All song were recorded live – the way we work best.

All Music and Lyrics written by JAY BASINER except:
“Walking On The Moon” written by STING, published by EMI Blackwood Music INC OBOB Magnetic Publishing LTD

Musical arrangement by THIS WAY

Produced by JON NOLAN and THIS WAY
Mixed by JON NOLAN at Milltown Recording Company, Rollinsford, NH
Mastered by JAY FRIGOLETTO at Mastersuite

Musicians:
JAY BASINER: Lead Vocals, 1982 Martin D28 Acoustic Guitar, Hohner Harmonicas, Tambourine
ANDREW MARTELLE: 1918 Lewis C. Welch Fiddle, 2011 Collings MF Mandolin, Vocals
DAVE PATTERSON: Fender Precision Bass Guitar, 1972 Ampeg B-15 amplifier
ANNA PATTERSON: Vocals
CHARLIE SICHTERMAN: Yamaha Birch Custom Drums

Layout, Design, Back Cover Photo: ROBBIE KANNER
Cover Photo: RORY DOYLE


Band Management:
management@thiswayband.com

Publicity:
Billy Lynch :: billy@deepinthebelly.com


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Track Name: The Story of Simon Pure
I was born Simon Bigelow
They call me Simon Pure
When I reached 14 I looked hard and mean
Stopped calling the rich man "Sir"
I was sent away where people say that
"Every sad song has a reason."
But they kicked me out when they found out
And put me on trial for treason

Now they call me Simon Pure
But the rich folks they ain't sure
But when I walk on down from Hillytown
May your conscience rest assured

I was born in a land that let me know
My daddy burned the midnight oil
And my mama did her best with that ol' mess
To blind me from tears and toil
No escape from the blame that knows your name
You can't run from the sun too long
And by the time I pulled into Winslow
The rain had already begun

Now they call me Simon Pure
But the rich folks they ain't sure
But when I walk on down from Hillytown
May your conscience rest assured

I was born Simon Bigelow
They call me Simon Pure
I became a man with a guitar hand
When it made my mind secure

If you ask me where I got my name
And I'll try to estimate
Music is the only thing pure enough
To make me side with fate
Track Name: Greetings from St. Louis
Meet me in the morning light
The southern bell rings
You go that way
And I’ll go this way

i’ve been meaning to tell you
I’m moving to St. Louis
You can sell all my belongings
Just leave me my guitars

I ain’t leavin’ forever
I always know we’ll meet again
If you’re travlin through St. Louis
I’ll always let you in

I’ve been meaning to tell you
that you never done me wrong
all you done me was delusion
and a lyric for a song

And I ain’t leaving forever
I always know we’ll meet again
And if your travelin through St. Louis
I’ll always let you in
Track Name: Old Mister Drifter
Fighting boredom
In Oklahoma
On a long trip from Nashville, TN

The hazy hot sun
And the one that’s calling
Reminds me that the truth is always
What turns out to be

In walks a subject
That I have sworn to
Always keep pushing me along that chosen line

Somewhere through Yukon
Somehow I thought it’d all go wrong
But there’s a romance in the darkest of nights

Old Mister Drifter
I’m clutching on for dear life
But there’s just so many places to fall off

Old Mister Drifter
I’m holding on for dear life
But there’s just so many places to fall off

I met a stranger who said she knew me
From a lifetime that I could not recall

We took the desert
and worked the field ‘till it was black
and planted victory swaying 8 feet tall

We found a chapel nestled deep within the pines
A lonely congregation sang that perfect song
The voices warned me
Oh but I ignored the call

They say the truth is always what turns out to be

Old Mister Drifter
I’m clutching on for dear life
But there’s just so many places to fall off

Old Mister Drifter
I’m holding on for dear life
But there’s just so many places to fall off
Track Name: The Firelight
She reaches in her pocket
Pulling out the proof
A damaged 20 dollar bill
She hands it off to you

She doesn’t speak a word
Her eyes just say it all
Like pictures on a postcard
Like numbers on the wall
That’s all

He’s looking for a reason
At the end of every day
Why on this cold barroom stool
Is where he makes his way

3 fingers whiskey bartender
I ain’t going home tonight
Take this damaged 20 dollar bill
Just take it out of sight
That’s all

I feel myself descending
On that long and lonesome road
Each day I feel the presence
Of a thousand sacred ghosts

Guilt is no emotion
To guide you through the night
So I’m guided by the firelight

Waiting by the window
For those headlights in the dark
Pacing though the details
Searching for a spark

The devil’s in chapel
The saint’s are in the hole
And I am in this motel room
Searching for a soul
Track Name: Illusion
This home is an illusion
This home is everywhere

I followed her footsteps to Sunday hollow
With a shadow of a doubt

And when my eyes saw Sunday hollow
And the shadow found me out

I found my way to the shore
Bid farewell to my reward

And all I could hear were the words you said that

You can chart your course and clock your arrival
And it’s all a fool’s parade

The man in the Sunday hollow window
Alone observes the day

I found my way to the shore
Bid farewell to my reward

But all I could feel were the thoughts that you gave to me

This home is an illusion
This home is everywhere

She found her voice at the shore
And the promise that she swore

Just rang through the hollow the choir all around her sang
Track Name: Stranded
I'm not real young but I sure aint old 
And that's where I'm a gonna be. 
The thought of slowing down my life 
Means an awful lot of things to me

Phoenix, AZ, in the drought of ‘25
The few things that the plague could spare
Was all that kept us alive

The look in my boy’s eye
As I came home empty handed
Is the same damn look now upon my brow
He who slows down becomes stranded

Take me out this place
For some saving grace
There’s a road up ahead and it gets longer

You can stay and try
But with this angry sky
How can any of this madness make us stronger?

Sing Sing 1929 made an awful small man out of me
6 years for heist that I didn’t even see

The look in my boy’s eye
When he first saw my shirt so branded
Was the same damn look now upon my brow
He who slows down becomes stranded

Take me out this place
For some saving grace
There’s a road up ahead and it gets longer

You can stay and try
But with this angry sky
How can any of this madness make us stronger?

I'm not real young but I sure aint old 
And that's where I'm a gonna be. 
The thought of slowing down my life 
Means an awful lot of things to me
Track Name: Tulsa, OK
Tidbit Town
Would you miss me if I
Packed my bags
And never looked back

Would all my time
Slip away from your mind
If I found me another track

I’ve paid my dues
I’ve seen the blues
Learning how to walk this line

But the line that I walk
Was just your afterthought
And I thankfully decline

So Tulsa, Oklahoma
I’m coming back to you
Tulsa, Oklahoma
A long time overdue
You can refuse but I can to

Tidbit Town
Would ya miss me if I
Packed my bags and never looked back

If I was gone
Would you miss these songs?
Would they leave any impact?

Let it always be known
That I loved my home
And I gave all that I could

But this big city boy
Just might jump for joy
If I bid farewell for good

And Tulsa, Oklahoma
I’m coming back to you
Tulsa, Oklahoma
A long time overdue
You can refuse but I can to
Track Name: If You Treat Her Right
Im pushing full steam running down the line
Wishing forgiveness was a friend of mine

God only knows
though I'm sure that I've been told
so many times

a garden will grow
when you reach on down below
if you treat her right

My mind is making me work overtime
And you've been asking me if I'm alright

God only knows
Though I'm sure that I've been told
So many times

A garden will grow
When you reach on down below
If you treat her right

Everything flies by
Makes your mind enchanted
It's so easy to
take the greatest things for granted

I'm pushing full steam running down the line
And from the looks of it we're making time
Track Name: Half Happy Songs
Serenade me 
with half happy songs 
My it's been a long road to Denver 

Blue cascades had me wishing on a limb 
My it's been a long road to Denver 

And trouble's on my mind 
troubles on my mind 
troubles on my mind
I ain’t gonna lie

Serenade me with
Half happy songs
Show me all that I have been missin’

I heard you’re the kind
With a melody and rhyme
Pass the bottle whatever your drinkin’

Until trouble ain’t on my mind
Until trouble ain’t on my mind
Until trouble ain’t on my mind
Dear friend of mine

Serenade me with
Half happy songs
Tomorrow it’s a long road out of Denver

I’m sleeping tonight
With no trouble in sight
And that ain’t really happened since December

Tonight trouble ain’t on my mind
Track Name: There's Nothing Else (That I'd Rather Do)
Moving around
from town to town 
Sure makes it hard to keep
your feet on the ground 

Another hard morning 
another long night 
Pour me some coffee 
While I reignite 

This life ain't easy, lord that's the truth 
But there's nothing else i'd rather do 

My father did warn me
when i was young 
the ramblin’ life ain’t but
trouble and fun 

The moments you'll treasure 
but what i have found
it's sure hard to keep both your feet on the ground 

This life ain't easy, lord that's the truth
but there's nothing else that i'd rather do 

You like my songs 
And you love to dance 
It's storybook ending 
In a dreamer's romance 

But what you can't see 
would come as surprise 
Let's have a drink 
And we’ll cash in the prize  

It must have been fate that brought me to you