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Innerweather (1991)

by James Hersch

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We don't have a worry We don't have a care We don't have to hurry We're already there How to make millions I haven't a clue I'll take what I have cause I have you We're over the rainbow We swing on a star You do your fandango To my lazy guitar So many waiting For dreams to come true I don't have to wait cause I have you The clouds may rumble and the wind may roar The wolf is knocking at our back door But life is the bubbles, baby All of our troubles just run away from view The king of the jungle The mighty and proud They would surely be humbled If they were allowed To witness the wonder Take in the view Of all that I have cause I have you
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Paper Route 04:10
Paper Route Johnny was the quarterback, he lived just down the block Every Saturday he would be my favorite stop See his name in black and white from the game Friday night Johnny went away to school in his daddy's Oldsmobile It was on page two how he died behind the wheel From a drunk driver on the edge of town Chorus: I found out on my paper route I found out on my paper route Carol was a pretty girl, she wore a ribbon in her hair At the age of ten I guess I didn't really care She would often wait for me, take the paper right from my hand By and by, I wondered what these feelings were When she smiled at me I guess I smiled at her Never kissed a girl before, I'd wondered why I'd ever want to... Every house was different, every house was the same Some faces smiled at me,some never even knew my name Fence to fence, tree to tree, they left their mark on me Now I'm thirty-five and I don't live there anymore But in my head I remember most every door And I can see there's a lot in me that...
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We didn't know the first thing We didn't know at all Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Black water tower Play ground slide I'm over the tracks to The other side Two in the morning By the old bank clock I'm pedaling faster With every block She's waiting for me At her back door It's down to the basement And down on the floor With two open eyes And one hungry kiss We're both in a hurry We've been waiting for this We didn't know the first thing We didn't know at all Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Note in my locker A hallway glance I'm writing your name On the knee of my pants Thinking of ways I can see you in school I guess that I must have been A perfect fool We didn't know the first thing We didn't know at all Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall I was running for you like I was racing the stars Head over heels, we were two brave hearts How could we know just how soon there would be A new love for you, a new love for me We didn't know the first thing We didn't know at all Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall Falling in love at sixteen is a short and tender fall
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I remember Christ hanging on the wall Reverend Bronner's alter call Charley's saxophone Marion always came alone Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile Communion up and down the aisle And everyone loved to sing On Sunday morning Those four stucco walls Held the secrets of salvation For a tiny congregation And a boy just barely ten I can recall It was a holy ghost revival My shiny golden Bible Was a wonder to me then There was no hymn In that big fat Baptist hymnal That we hadn't a dozen times In four part harmony That willow tree Where me and Nathan hid out Tried our first cigarette And prayed forgiveness on our knees I remember Christ hanging on the wall Reverend Bronner's alter call Charley's saxophone Marion always came alone Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile Communion up and down the aisle And everyone loved to sing On Sunday morning Now the years unwind As the stain glass has been lifted Everyone has drifted To other parts unknown But in my mind There's a little congregation Who could pray for my salvation With a love I've never known I remember Christ hanging on the wall Reverend Bronner's alter call Charley's saxophone Marion always came alone Mrs. Bronner's Sunday smile Communion up and down the aisle And everyone loved to sing On Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning
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There's a little corner grocery store Where Murphy spent most of his sixty four years There's a dollar hangin' by the door The first dollar that little store ever cleared Now the neighborhood has changed There's a big food market just down the way But Murphy smiles when Murphy sees That first dollar bill, he still believes He's hanging by a slender thread of faith He's sheltered from the bitter wind, the fickle winds of fate Far above the greedy and the trouble they create He's hanging by a slender thread of faith On an Easter Sunday morn See the minister pray for words to inspire His flock of thirty four The trumpets don't{ play, there is no choir The church right down the block Has a TV show and a giant flock But the Lord will bless them both the same All that gather in his name are They're hanging by a slender thread of faith He's sheltered from the bitter wind, the fickle winds of fate Far above the greedy and the trouble they create He's hanging by a slender thread of faith I know that sometimes it's hard to hang on But this thread is guaranteed To be just as long and just as strong As you will ever need There's a boy at the edge of town With a rusty old bike and second hand clothes But he's happy just to be around Where he gets that smile, I don't really know But sometimes when I'm not right I sit by my window and wait for the sight Of that penniless boy with the priceless face He can put my troubles in their place He's hanging by a slender thread of faith He's sheltered from the bitter wind, the fickle winds of fate Far above the greedy and the trouble they create He's hanging by a slender thread He's hanging by a slender thread He's hanging by a slender thread of faith
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Grandma sits alone and stares outside the window Pain is on her mind She's got nothing left But watching time go by Slowly she begins to lose her focus She prefers to choose the blind She's got nothing left To see before she dies I never saw my grandpa hold her Now he's gone and I am older No one touches Grandma's shoulder No one touches her at all Little eyes that stare so far away I wonder where she is today But I'm leaving and all she will say Is I'll be alright alone Chorus: She says it's only lonely sometimes in the morning Sometimes in the quiet afternoon It's only lonely sometimes in the evening Do you have to leave so soon Grandma makes her bed She takes her pills and combs her head She feeds the bird Shuffles tiny feet Across the chilly floor Everybody rushes by so fast Now and then she tries a word But it's lost behind Another slamming door She only gets to church at Christmas Always says she just barely missed us But her mornings hurt so bad She just can't get out of bed She writes a friend a letter When her trembling hands will let her She can't believe it, but we tell her Her friend is three years dead
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In an old school bus and a pickup truck With seventeen kids in tow Traveling hard on the word of god And the power of the holy ghost He was a man of zeal, a man of faith An extraordinary man of hope From the Georgia plain to the sugar cane To the California coast Daddy was a traveling evangelist You’ve never seen a man get down like this With a bible and a hurricane And a need to testify One fist in the sky, one hand on a sinner With the power of love in his eye Daddy was a traveling evangelist Till the la��st day of his life It was rain or shine on the gospel line When the tent meeting had begun There were songs to be played There was food to be made The work was never done This family was a rolling hurricane With seventeen children strong Mama had six, ten were adopted And another just tagged along I hear my share of that gospel prayer I hear my share of lies I know there’s some who’ll take your Money and run sayin’ god is on their side Daddy never lied, Daddy never cheated I believe every word was true He said “God don’t want your last dollar, Your faith in him will do.”
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Baby too early, baby too small I hear them talking about you down the hall Trembling voices, tears in the eyes Of the ones who made you I think you took them by surprise Baby too early Baby too early Baby they surely love you Baby too early, who can deny All of the miracles in your eye Baby too early, baby so new All of these wonders are meant for you This world is cold but warm’s the touch Of the hand of mercy to give you so much Baby too early Baby too early Baby they surely love you
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Bottom Lines 03:53
Another stellar evening in my illustrious career Cheap hotel in the dark Wondering what the hell I’m doing here Yeah, I guess I made them crazy That’s a big deal, I suppose Fill ‘m all full of alcohol And that’s generally the way it goes, and I say God, forgive me for what I’m doing I’ve plumb run dry Nothing left for me to sing There ain’t but one fool that I’m fooling In terms of bottom lines and dollar signs My tunes aren’t worth a thing Little voice on the telephone Wondering where I am Lots of talk ab��eout a big dream Little voice don’t understand To her I am no hero I’m just the one who’s never there To put a sparkle in the eye Catch a firefly Put a ribbon in her yellow hair, and I say Chorus I guess I’m guilty of dreaming of a grand design Seems like I’m worrying about suiting everybody’s Fancies except mine If this is the end, let me be Let me go down who am I will sing my own songs even if Nobody gives a damn God, forgive me, I surrender I’ve plumb run dry Nothing left for me to sing This world don’t need any more pretenders In terms of bottom lines and dollar signs My tunes aren’t worth a thing
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Sideways 02:34
Sideways I stand Ceiling on the left and right Window’s jammed Door is locked up tight But I know it opens for a Precious few Sideways I stand Sideways I stand Hard on myself Hard on the ones I love Frozen like rain In a cloud above But I know it falls In it’s own sweet time Sideways I stand Sideways I stand Simple in a way of living Simple in a life worth giving Simple in a life that won't come true Forgive me now A scene that I can’t erase So much in me So much I cannot face But I know I hung this picture The best that I could Sideways I stand Sideways I stand
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There's pictures on the wall From over the years So many smiles So many tears Whatever happened to the life we hung on the wall There's pictures there Of a gold wedding band Two young hearts Two younger hands Those are the hands that put the pictures up on the wall That wall With the pictures of life Holding up our past Holding us tight To the good times, not letting them fall There's still room for one or two pictures up on the wall Of some other time Some other dream In your face and mine Now mirror, don't lie - is this the face that hangs on the wall See those old black and whites Stare down from above Did we run out of time Did we run out of love How I miss hanging new pictures up on the wall That wall With the pictures of life Holding up our past Holding us tight To the good times, not letting them fall There's still room for one or two pictures up on the wall From over the years So many smiles So many tears Whatever happened to the life we hung on the wall Whatever happened to the life we hung on the wall
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Jana's Dad 03:37
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Smiling Jack 02:56
SMILING JACK IS OFF AGAIN I WONDER WHAT HE’S THINKING HE WON’T BE BACK UNTIL HE’S BEEN THE FULL LENGTH OF THE KITCHEN IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY IF I HAD ALL KINDS OF TIME I’D GIVE MYSELF TO SMILING JACK EACH MINUTE, EVERY DIME SMILING JACK IS A CLIMBING MAN HE AIMS TO CLIMB THE TABLE HE WANTS TO BE AS HIGH AS ME I CATCH HIM WHEN I’M ABLE AND I KNOW THERE WILL BE BRUISES I KNOW THERE WILL BE SCARS BUT I’LL NOT KEEP HIS LITTLE HAND FROM REACHING FOR THE STARS SMILING JACK IS SLEEPING STILL I LISTEN TO HIS BREATHING TIME WILL CHANGE THE BOTH OF US SOMEDAY HE’LL BE LEAVING SO LET ME WATCH HIM FROM A DISTANCE LET ME HOLD HIM WHILE I CAN AND BY AND BY THEY’LL TURN MY SMILING JACK INTO A MAN

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This collection of songs was recorded live, no overdubs, in my basement studio in 1991*. It was released on cassette and compact disc. It went out of print in 2013.

*except for Paper Route. The version here was re-recorded in 2005 in the same studio with 2 guitars.

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released August 20, 1991

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James Hersch Minneapolis, Minnesota

I live on this piece of prairie. I'm passionate and dedicated to writing songs in hopes of singing them for people. I don't think I could continue without both ends of that process. Create then hope. It's here I write songs, and here I wait to sing them for others. ... more

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