American Rocker Lyrics by Joe Bouchard (except where noted)
My Way is the Highway
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm and Lead Guitars, Piano, Clavinet, Synth
Joan Levy Hepburn - Background vocals
Mickey Curry - Drums
Albert Bouchard - Shaker, Cowbell
On a tour and riding along
One hundred miles to go
Gotta make it to the concert
So we can't move slow
Sports car with the top down
Burning rubber all day
When you got the need to run
You chase the blues away
My way is the highway
Brothers together chasing the sun
Perfect ride down the coastline
Burning down the road Highway 101
The 50s world was all brand new
The start of a brand new day
Runaways kids confronting demons
They would rock the night away
Past the surfers sleepy towns
The beach In California
My way is the highway
Brothers together chasing the sun
Perfect ride down the coastline
Burning down the road Highway 101
On a tour and riding along
One hundred miles to go
Gotta make it to the concert
So we can't move slow
My way is the highway
Brothers together chasing the sun
Perfect ride down the coastline
Burning down the road Highway 101
Burning down the road Highway 101
Burning down the road Highway 101
In the Golden Age
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm Guitars, Piano, Organ, Percussion
Joan Levy Hepburn - Background vocals
Mickey Curry - Drums
John Jorgenson - Lead Guitars
Out on tour in the 70s
Not sure about the duration
Flying 'cross the country
Beyond your imagination
The album got some traction
Now it's moving up the charts
Attracting fans on the road
On the stairway to the stars
How it was in the golden age
When rock was rolling and all brand new
Laying hands upon the dream where it all began
Up all night and sleep all day
No room for a fragile heart
Raging along on the music machine
You never forget how lucky you are
Eighteen wheelers speeding along
A stadium in their sights
Laser shows and fireworks
The biggest show tonight
A limousine ride back to town
Fantasies as the sun goes down
How it was in the golden age
When rock was rolling and all brand new
Laying hands upon the dream where it all began
Up all night and sleep all day
No room for a fragile heart
Raging along on the music machine
You never forget how lucky you are SOLO GUITAR
Hotter than the sun
Like fire breathing dragon
It came from above
Radiating love.
Penetrates my skin
And warms my heart within
How it was in the golden age
When rock was rolling and all brand new
Laying hands upon the dream where it all began
Up all night and sleep all day
No room for a fragile heart
Raging along on the music machine
You'll never forget how lucky you are.
Deadly Kisses
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Organ, Vibraphone, Percussion, Strings Mandolin, Flugelhorn
Mickey Curry - Drums
At a certain point
There’s no turning back.
We reached that point
In the dark that night.
Take these lips
No more kisses to give
My spirits faint
For the joy I see
Through mists of time
By the dreamy shore
By the water-side,
Where it is all about
The hallowed ground
Comfort sweet.
Singers have died,
Lovers are lost
Hand in hand Fireless
Their eyes are pale
Lips that smile
So mine will be
In little while
Through mists of time
By the dreamy shore
By the water-side,
Where it is all about
The hallowed ground
Comfort sweet. SOLO GUITAR
If you will kiss me
in such way
I'll be consumed
By your deadly touch.
Take these lips
No more kisses to give
My spirits faint
For joy I see
Through mists of time
By the dreamy shore
By the water-side
Where it is all about
The hallowed ground
Comfort sweet.
Oh…….
Love Out of Thin Air
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm and Lead Guitar, Piano, Organ, Percussion, Cornet, Finger Snaps
Joan Levy Hepburn - Background vocals
Mickey Curry - Drums
Albert Bouchard - Temple Bells, Triangle, Rhythm Guitars
Time to open a new door
Time to come alive
Spirits floating in your dreams
Planets survived one hell of a ride
Moving into a spotlight
Behind curtains in the dark
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air
Music filled the air
And feelings gettin’ stronger
An hour of inspiration
Not a moment longer
Asking only once and a while
Reaching out with love and a smile
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air GUITAR SOLO
Bought myself a ticket
At the show I met her there
Caught up in the magic
And passion filled the air
Hearts were beating in perfect time
This moment comes once in a lifetime.
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air
Love Love Love Love Love
Love Love Out of Thin Air
Off Season Hotel
Words and Music by Joe Bouchard.
THE PLAYERS:
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Guitarron, Rhythm Guitars, Piano, Castenets, Synth
Mickey Curry - Drums
John Jorgenson - Flamenco Guitars
Albert Bouchard - Bongos, Rhythm Guitar
A quiet scene and
The air is getting cold
The bar is empty
And the music's getting old
The tourists are gone and days are shorter
Time to move on and get on the road
It was a very good year
Replays in my head
Mysterious dreams, alone in my bed
Old times remembered
Just one for my baby
I must be crazy.
No time for goodbye and farewell Off Season Hotel
Second-to-none conclave down in Florida
Ghost hunters digging the myths of the old resort
Night vision cameras didn’t tell
Mysteries left unanswered and lost in time
It was a very good year
Replays in my head
Mysterious dreams, alone in my bed
Old times remembered
Just one for my baby
I must be crazy.
No time for goodbye and farewell Off Season Hotel
Off Season Hotel
The walls started talking
The place got rocking
The ghosts started dancing
While no one was watching
Strange winds a-blowing
At the Off Season Hotel
It was a very good year
Replays in my head
Mysterious dreams, alone in my bed
Old times remembered
Just one for my baby
I must be crazy.
No time for goodbye and farewell Off Season Hotel
No time for goodbye and farewell Off Season Hotel
Hounds of Hell
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm and Slide Guitar, Baritone Guitar, Piano, Organ, Shaker
Mickey Curry - Drums
The hounds of hell
Are on my trail
On nights like this
Evil is all around
The full moon
Stirs the creatures
It's spread across
The forests and fields
Even the innocent aren't safe from this
You keep on going
When you’re going through hell
You lift your head and shout
From the madness of it all
Long day in lockup
With no luck at all
At the point of breakdown
And waiting on your call
The evil one is
Ready to strike
Breaking their will
Bringing many to their knees
You keep on going
When you’re going through hell
You lift your head and shout
From the madness of it all
Long day in lockup
With no luck at all
At the point of breakdown
And waiting on your call SLIDE SOLO
You keep on going
When you’re going through hell
You lift your head and shout
From the madness of it all
Long day in lockup
With no luck at all
At the point of breakdown
And waiting on your call
Conspiracy
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm and Lead Guitar, Piano, Organ, Percussion, Trumpets
Mickey Curry - Drums
Albert Bouchard - Percussion, Sound Effects
Started back before
I can’t remember
Telling stories in confidence.
The wilder the better
The lies you got
Way more than you thought
Down in the village
Where a little does a lot
Imagination running wild
Conceal a lie behind a smile.
Innocent boys with the darkest eyes
From the scary side of life
Conspiracy, Conspiracy
Conspiracy in the swamp of crazy
A jigsaw puzzle can be sold or bought
Don’t know whether to believe it or not.
Read it all in the market tabloid
Then they’ll say you're paranoid
You got millions of followers singing the sounds
Hanging on to your nervous breakdown
Imagination running wild
Conceal a lie behind a smile.
Innocent boys with the darkest eyes
From the scary side of life
Conspiracy, Conspiracy
Conspiracy in the swamp of crazy SOLO GUITAR
Started back before
I can’t remember
Telling stories in confidence.
The wilder the better
The CIA and the wealthy elite
Making for the man that’s hard to beat
Imagination running wild
Conceal a lie behind a smile.
Innocent boys with the darkest eyes
From the scary side of life
Conspiracy, Conspiracy
Conspiracy in the swamp of crazy (crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy)
Conspiracy in the swamp of crazy
Rocket to Fame
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm and Lead Guitars, Piano, Synth, Hand Claps
Joan Levy Hepburn - Background vocals
Mickey Curry - Drums
3-2-1 LIFT-OFF
Ride the roller coaster one more time
Fly out to the sky, and don't be shy
Go down in a dive in a blink of an eye
But It's only a game
Ride the Rocket to Fame
Wake up junior the sun is shining
Grab my hand ‘cause this is the day
Take a hold and don’t let go
Don’t know where we're going,
but we're on our way.
Ride the roller coaster one more time
Fly out to the sky, and don't be shy
Go down in a dive in a blink of an eye
But It's only a game
Ride the Rocket to Fame
Temperatures rising lined up out the door.
Sweating and shouting
They all wanted more
Faster than a train he knew he’d go far.
Playing so cool on his shiny guitar SOLO GUITAR
Ride the roller coaster one more time
Ride the roller coaster one more time
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
The Devil’s in the Details (lyrics - John Shirley)
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Piano, Organ, Strings,
Mandolin, Flugelhorn, Church Organ
Mickey Curry - Drums
The blond at the counter
Has sliding eyes
They slide to the left,
They slide to the right
The twitch of her hands
Shows fear to be seen
She’s far too painted
And a little too lean
Because the devil is in the details
The devil’s between the lines
The devil is in the details
If you are so inclined. If you are so inclined.
The cop at the window
Smells of whiskey and soap
The ticket he writes
Is the noose of a rope
It’s all in the tremble
Of his straggling pen
The ghost at his shoulder
Soon whispers again
Because the devil is in the details
The devil’s between the lines
Because the devil is in the details
If you are so inclined. If you are so inclined
The red lady in the church
Only goes there for her man
He pays her bills
She puts up with his hands
She smiles when she hears
The preacher hissing of sin
But oh, if he only knew
Just where she’s been
Because the devil is in the details
The devil’s between the lines
Because the devil is in the details
If you are so inclined. If you are so inclined.
If you are so inclined. If you are so inclined.
Katherine (lyrics - Helen Wheels)
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm Guitar, Piano, Organ, Percussion
Mickey Curry - Drums
Albert Bouchard - Percussion
Every man’s lonely eye is trained
Upon the girl on the red lit stage
Blonde as hot as the night is young
Shake it up and make it look like fun
The jukebox sings in a smokey room
The air is tinged with her sweet perfume
To the beat now she shakes her hip
In the heat now she starts to strip
Katherine you seem so free
one lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
in a world so cold
Katherine you seem so free
One lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
Katherine in a world so cold
Don’t get tired, no you don’t get sad
Get so high when you’re feelin’ bad
Another drink to give you the power
Gotta dance ‘till the morning hour
Your body rocks as the dough rolls in
It ain’t a crime girl to show your skin
But keep your soul, how the light distorts
The only crime is to sell ya’self short
Katherine you seem so free
One lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
In a world so cold
Katherine you seem so free
One lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
Katherine in a world so cold
Every night those lonely guys
Each one of them gives you a try
Where do you get your piece of mind
Katherine it’s no wonder why
Red lined arms and red lined eyes
Don’t you think the price is a little too high?
Katherine you seem so free
One lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
In a world so cold
Katherine you seem so free
One lonely girl, oh so sweet
Katherine with your hair of gold
Katherine in a world so cold,
So cold
Oh, so cold.
Hey There Suzi Dear
Joe Bouchard - Vocals, Bass, Rhythm, Lead and Slide Guitar, Piano, Organ, Tambourine
Mickey Curry - Drums
Caught a whisper from the distance
As silent as a falling star
Closer to end of the chapter
With chords on a stellar guitar
Haven't seen you in a long time
More years than I can count
Life has had its ups and downs
There's no turning this around
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Where you been so long?
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Yesterday has come and gone,
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Where you been so long?
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Yesterday has come and gone, Come and gone.
The doors are locked at closing time
Frozen in a photograph
And the clock on the wall races on
We look back on this and laugh.
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Where you been so long?
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Yesterday has come and gone,
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Where you been so long?
Hey There, Hey There Suzi Dear
Yesterday has come and gone,
Come and gone, come and gone SOLO SLIDE GUITAR
Hey, There!
Hey, There!
Hey, There!
Hey, There!
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