Friday January 1, 2021 “Hope the High Road” Jason Isbell

OK we made it to a new year and we all have to believe that it will be better than the one we are leaving behind.

Jason Isbell wants to let us know that we’re all in the same boat, dumping buckets overboard and as long as we’re working together we’ll keep it afloat.  A former member of the band Drive by Truckers, Isbell contributed a number of songs to their albums “Decoration Day” (an autobiographical song of his family) and “The Dirty South”.

Married to country singer/songwriter Kim Richey, Isbell also wrote the song “Maybe It’s Time” sung by Bradley Cooper’s character Jackson Maine in the movie “A Star is Born”.

Just a personal note here.  I have been foolishly apologetic referencing ‘country’ songs/artists and want to state for my own record that these are just fine songs by talented people and they don’t need to be classified by any specific genre because they are just good music, no genre necessary.

Stay safe and well...and “last year was a son of a bitch” but the high road will lead us to a world we want to live in.  Let’s do everything we can to make it a great one for all of us!

I used to think that this was my town

What a stupid thing to think

I hear you're fighting off a breakdown

I myself am on the brink

I used to want to be a real man

I don't know what that even means

Now I just want you in my arms again

And we can search each other's dreams

 I know you're tired

And you ain't sleeping well

Uninspired

And likely mad as hell

But wherever you are

I hope the high road leads you home again

 I've heard enough of the white man's blues

I've sang enough about myself

So if you're looking for some bad news

You can find it somewhere else

Last year was a son of a bitch

For nearly everyone we know

But I ain't fighting with you down in the ditch

I'll meet you up here on the road

 I know you're tired

And you ain't sleeping well

Uninspired

And likely mad as hell

But wherever you are

I hope the high road leads you home again

To a world you want to live in

 We'll ride the ship down

Dumping buckets overboard

There can't be more of them than us

There can't be more

 I know you're tired

And you ain't sleeping well

Uninspired

And likely mad as hell

But wherever you are

I hope the high road leads you home again

To a world you want to live in

To a world you want to live in