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West of the Rest

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by John Greene & The Dead Sea Squirrels

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released 14 March 2009
All Songs by John Greene
© Jonco Music 2008

Produced by
John Greene & Ben Morgan

Engineered by
Ben Morgan

Artwork & Photos by
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Part of the music business for over 40 years, John Greene has had a career and a ... more half.

Singer, Songwriter, Guitarist, Bassist, Sound Engineer, Light Designer and Roadie he has done it all.

His songs reflect not only his travels and experiences but speak honestly about his, often turbulent, life.

The Squirrels are an on/off band of brilliant musicians who are short of work !!! less

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Track Name: Blue Sky Morning
When I left home in 72,
California was the place to be
I had a head full of dreams and a bag full of schemes
No time for reality

4 years of a hand to nose existence,
Living life through a pair of shades
The fog finally lifted my priorities shifted
And I ceased to be unafraid

Now its another blue sky morning
Gonna be another blue sky day
But from Mojave to the Monterey shore
Can’t seem to find what I’m searching for any more

Thought I left something behind
Couldn’t get it out of my mind
I tried to make the tape rewind
Now I know there’s nothing to find
Its long, long, long, long gone

Now my futures not what it used to be
Second time around’s not the same
This collision with the past may turn out to be the last time
I play nostalgia games

Now its another blue sky morning
Gonna be another blue sky day
But from Mojave to the Monterey shore
Can’t seem to find what I’m searching for any more


words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Kauai No Ka Oi
Kauai no ka oi
Kauai no ka oi
Oh ho Mahalo nui loa
Aloha oe

Its raining down on me
Gentle island set me free
Oh ho gentle island set me free
Aloha oe

Now I’m so far away
But I’ll be back one day

Kauai no ka oi
Kauai no ka oi
Oh ho Mahalo nui loa
Aloha oe

Though I’m so far away
I know you’re still there today

Kauai no ka oi
Kauai no ka oi
Oh ho Mahalo nui loa
Aloha oe



words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Louisiana Bound
Officer Johnson, he flagged me down
As I tore across Crockett County
He said you’re a long way from home here John
And that’s gonna cost you $150

Ozona Courthouse at the break of day
I’ve been on I-10 far too long
You don’t get much for your dollar here
When the Sheriff says you done wrong

Its 900 miles across Texas
From El Paso to the swampy Sabine
Day after day on the freeway
Where the 18 wheelers whine
In a country as big as an ocean
Driving’s like flying on the ground
I’m tearing through the butterfly rain
Louisiana Bound

The night clerk was a god fearing man
He was headed for the drive thru church
He said see the pioneers with the arrows in their backs
Even Texans aren’t as tall as they were

Its 900 miles across Texas
From El Paso to the swampy Sabine
Day after day on the freeway
Where the 18 wheelers whine
In a country as big as an ocean
Driving’s like flying on the ground
I’m tearing through the butterfly rain
Louisiana Bound

words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Tell Her I Love Her
Decisions have been made
Despite what could have been
I’ll have to take the time
To learn to live alone
Start a brand new scene

Relationships break down
When you settle for the quo
I tolerated stuff
But one is not enough
The cracks began to show

The things that kept us together
Were the things tearing us apart
Something had to give
I became a fugitive
Running from a broken heart

Went through a real bad time
Everything I tried to do was wrong
The end of the romance
Had left me in a trance
Sleepwalking for so long

Now its gotta be you
That makes the first move
Till then tell her that I love her
Tell her that I love her
Tell her that I love her so


words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Nevada Thru A Rearview
All has promise in the morning
As I check out just before dawn
Got that motel leaving feeling
Another picture never drawn

Beverly Hills Nevada
Population 419
Would it be paradise to stay here
Or just like everywhere I’ve been

I love to drive the lonesome highways
Looking for a magic place
Nevada through a rearview mirror
Living from a suitcase

A room with a view can never hold me
The same scene soon grows old
Can’t find a place I don’t grow tired of
That doesn’t start to eat at my soul

I love to drive the lonesome highways
Looking for a magic place
Nevada through a rearview mirror
Living from a suitcase

words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Chasing Daylight
The tragic poetry of leaving
All those sad embarrassing goodbyes
Security, departure lounges
Then into the bluest of blue skies

Seems like everyone’s moving when you are
Back on earth they never move at all
Its good to leave its good to stay home
The past is sometimes better than the now

I’m chasing daylight in row 52K
Curled up in a womb that’s got a view
The waiting is hard, harder than doing
But I’m headed for the U.S.A.

Over the ocean, eating, sleeping
Underneath me Greenland’s mountains gleam
I wake up still tired and distant
Hurtling ever westward to my dreams

I’m chasing daylight in row 52K
Curled up in a womb that’s got a view
The waiting is hard, harder than doing
But I’m headed for the U.S.A. now

words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Scene of the Crime
We all wear the medals from our old campaigns
All survivors have their stories of the war
But there’s no place now for cartoon violence
For power or the glory of god
They still play ‘Sweet Home Alabama’
In the shadow of the old oak tree
Where the bodies used to swing in the moonlight
Freed now from slavery

There’s nothing more savage than the white man
That feels like he’s running out of time
Remember if you can while you’re dancing
The south was the scene of the crime

Its not what you’re dealt its how you deal
You know you gotta play out your hand
Freedom’s got to be fought for
Are you marching or just playing in the band
They still play ‘Sweet Home Alabama’
In the shadow of the old oak tree
Where the bodies used to swing in the moonlight
Freed now from slavery

There’s nothing more savage than the white man
That feels like he’s running out of time
Remember if you can while you’re dancing
The south was the scene of the crime

words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Till I Could Say Goodbye
Be careful what you wish for
It may just come true
Now there’s no-one left
To tell my secrets to

We all think we’re invincible
Till it’s proved to be untrue
Then the sea change happens
And all accounts are due

What a day the difference makes
Now that heavens a better place
I cry the same tears
Smile the same smile
It took me such a long, long time
Till I could say goodbye

There’s really nothing out there
That is not inside your head
Its sad that all that teaches us
Is how to be afraid

What a day the difference makes
Now that heavens a better place
I cry the same tears
Smile the same smile
It took me such a long, long time
Till I could say goodbye

words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Being Blonde
It was one of those get away closer affairs
A romantic emergency
I was standing in a doorway when I told her I loved her
But a bridal wave swept over me

You bend over backwards and what do you get
I walked on eggshells whenever she was down
She played me like an old guitar
The vague card a tear and a frown

Seems that when the chips went down
You weren’t nowhere to be found
Go on about your shopping till daylight
Being blonde don’t make you right

I went to missing persons
But there was nobody there
My existence was a closely guarded secret
I was alone in my despair

Often wrong but never uncertain
Deceitful even in dreams
Never sharing never caring it was getting pretty wearing
I finally had enough of her schemes

Seems that when the chips went down
You weren’t nowhere to be found
Go on about your shopping till daylight
Being blonde don’t make you right

Oh but how she could love
Moving the stars up above
I could never get enough
Of her love


© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: Some People
Some people got an awful lot to learn
Some people gonna crash before they burn
Its ok for you to drift
You know the walk is part of the gift
Some people got an awful lot to learn

Stand up the time to kneel is through
Stand up those stories were untrue
Saddest sight I ever saw
A butler played by Kenneth More
Stand up the time to kneel is through

Too much media not enough message
Too much putting points upon the page
What ain’t white ain’t always black
What ain’t cheap ain’t always what you lack
Too much media not enough message

Some people got an awful lot to learn
Some people gonna crash before they burn
Its ok for you to drift
You know the walk is part of the gift
Some people got an awful lot to learn


words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: So Far So Good
Rock and roll was my frontier
My undiscovered country
Add a little love and the right tablets
To a grey fifties escapee

No more running no more hiding
The time for that was through
I took my light and turned it to a lifetime of adventure
Bending every rule

That was a dangerous age
Now this is all I can do
I might be living for ever
So far so good

The night is young but I am not
My expectations are low
One place is just the same as another
But till you get there you never know

But it was only for a moment
It’s all over now
No new beginnings and no happy endings
No causes worth the vow

That was a dangerous age
Now this is all I can do
I might be living for ever
So far so good


words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008
Track Name: West of the Rest
Said goodbye to the golden state
I didn’t need you anymore
I wanna feel the trade winds on my face
Touch that Pacific shore

But on the other side of the rainbow
They’ve finally run out of leis
The Hawaiian steel’s still crying out
But now they’ve got plastic mai tai’s

The evening star I wish upon
Turns out to be an incoming jet
The view from here ain’t what it was
West of the rest

The same old sun’s still shining
The surf thunders and the palm trees sway
I look out the window at the sunset
And wonder how I got so far away

The evening star I wish upon
Turns out to be an incoming jet
The view from here ain’t what it was
West of the rest


words and music by
john greene
© Jonco Music 2008