Midnight Train

by Jacob Latham

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produced by Paul Mahern
recorded at White Arc, bloomington, in
engineered by Dan Figurelli
mixed and mastered by Paul Mahern

All songs written by Jacob Latham

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released March 1, 2013

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Jacob Latham Bloomington, Indiana

Jacob Latham is a folk/rock musician hailing from Bloomington, Indiana. Though still in his teens, Jacob is already a seasoned performer, appearing on stage since he was 13, playing shows all over the Midwest with his family band, dazzling crowds with his eye-popping mandolin and harmonica solos, and heartfelt singing. ... more

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Track Name: Pay Attention to the Rain
Augustine
Fled the New York scene
Took his last dollar
Down to New Orleans
He never intended to hurt anyone
He stopped at a tavern in Bowling Green
Took up with a former beauty queen
Named Anna
He didn't know she could handle a gun

If the weather outside's as frightful
As the Mississippi River heaving out of its bounds
And if you wake up in the morning singing Halleju
And if you ever want to see your farm again
You should pay attention to the rhythm of the pouring rain
Pay attention to the rain
Pouring down pouring down
Listen to the rhythm of the rain
Pouring down

Little by little
'til it was too late
They used up every dime he'd saved
And Anna couldn't resist using her gun
They knocked o'er the Bank of Pontchartrain
The poor teller took a bullet in the brain
August and Anna went on the run

Well if the weather outside's as frightful
As the Mississippi River heaving out of its bounds
And if you wake up in the morning singing Halleju
And if you ever want to see your farm again
You should pay attention to the rhythm of the pouring rain
Pay attention to the rain
Pouring down pouring down
Listen to the rhythm of the rain
Pouring down
Pay attention to the rain

The Mardi Gras parade is back in town
The Mardi Gras parade is back in town
Augustine and Anna were gunned down

The Creoles and the Cajuns know
That it's a sin against the Holy Ghost
To trample down the house of the rising sun
And one man's kingdom lost to greed
Reminds us that the world's a seed
A gamble, to be nurtured and fed with love

If the weather outside's as frightful
As the Mississippi River heaving out of its bounds
And if you wake up in the morning singing Halleju
And if you ever want to see your farm again
You should pay attention to the rhythm of the pouring rain
Pay attention to the rain
Pouring down pouring down
Listen to the rhythm of the rain
Pouring down
Pay attention to the rain
Track Name: Where Do We Go From Here
West bound forty four
Corridor
We gotta move on this year
Where do we go from here?
John he cried
Where do we go from here?

John tried not to lie
But in his eyes
She could see the fear
Where do we go from here?
Sally cried
Where do we go from here?

The sand of time its running out
For the making
And it's a fool runs a risk
Worth taking
But the rules of the game
That we've invented on the way
Could stand some breaking

In her broken heart
Sally starts
To let divergent ears
Where do we go from here?
John he cried
Where do we go from here?

John fell on hard times
Drinking too much wine
Exposing love's veneer
Where do we go from here?
Sally cried
Where do we go from here?

Oh this load that we're carrying
To the West Texas prairie
With our cold disposition
Toward a growing condition
Of a love left in silence
And of vows we made bereft of art

And lest you remind me
That our days in Carolina
Weren't a far cry from heaven
Though I'll never forget them
And that love will protect us
If we let it back into our hearts

lest you remind me
That our days in Carolina
Weren't a far cry from heaven
Though I'll never forget them
And that love will protect us
If we let it back into our hearts

John reached out his hand
A newborn man
Broken, pure, austere
Where do we go from here?
Sally cried
Where do we go from here?
And John replied
Where do we go from here?

Oh this load that we're carrying
To the West Texas prairie
With our cold disposition
Toward a growing condition
Of a love left in silence
And of vows we made bereft of art

And lest you remind me
That our days in Carolina
Weren't a far cry from heaven
Though I'll never forget them
And that love will protect us
If we let it back into our hearts
Track Name: Midnight Train
Three-piece suit
Cadillac
I can't say when I'll be back
The moon, the sun
Jupiter and Mars

The Colonel's gone to see the clowns
And my mind's set to go underground
The eagle's wings only carry me so far

Leaving home on a Friday night
I don't know where I will sleep tonight
I don't even know what I'm supposed to do
All I really know is that I'm gonna dream about you

The candle's burning down as they say
The nighttime slowly has its way
But borrowed light is a debt I'll have to pay

Turn out the light the party's over
I can't find a four-leaf clover
The ghost of Christmas past has come to stay

Leaving home on a Friday night
I don't know where I will sleep tonight
I don't even know what I'm supposed to do
All I really know is that I'm gonna dream about you

That midnight train to Arkansas
The breakman he won't stop at all
The fireman loads the stoker fast
And the pilot he lays on the gas
All I really know, is that I'm gonna dream about you

This rocking chair don't feel too right
And I've lost all my appetite
Rock Island Line you're looking better and better to me

Leaving home on a Friday night
I don't know where I will sleep tonight
I don't even know what I'm supposed to do
All I really know is that I'm gonna dream about you
Track Name: Don't Let Them In
Leroy Baylor was a shrewd fabricator of a whiskey tailored
to the tastes of honest men outside the law
But the state of Colorado, turned and squared away to battle
with those men who wrangle cattle on the land their fathers conquered once for all

There's a long arm growing
So far it's out of mind
Like a cancer destroying
A woman in her prime

Angelina Walters was a dry farmer's daughter with a sixth sense
for stealing every dollar from the rich of the Bastille
When Leroy found her body it was busted bruised unsightly,
left abandoned by the road cold and her cries for help met only his appeal

There's a long arm growing
So far it's out of mind
Like a cancer destroying
A woman in her prime

Hail, father Morgan
Please be my confessor
A phalanx of soldiers
Marching to our door
And if they seem like a family friend
Or dress like a fireman
Please don't let them in
And if they sing country 'tis of thee
Or offer you hemlock tea
Please don't let them in
Don't let them in, don't let them in
Don't let them in

Surrounded in Durango Leroy struck a novel angle
learned from studying the night moves of a woman he once knew but never saw
Though she'd long ago passed over she unfolded ancient stories
of how the righteous won their glory liberating holy women from the fall

There's a long arm growing
So far it's out of mind
Like a cancer destroying
A woman in her prime

And if they seem like a family friend
Or dress like a fireman
Please don't let them in
And if they sing country 'tis of thee
Or offer you hemlock tea
Please don't let them in
Don't let them in, don't let them in
Don't let them in, don't let them in
Don't let them in
Track Name: John Brown
There's an ordered competition, it's an opportune audition
For a genuflected melody by agents of transition
So don't panic, it's foretelling an ambition for sedition
That's if you have the stomach for a cup of cold resistance

You may buy a ticket to see an artist's true rendition
A situation comedy for all the human family
A narrative comparing us while fools will sit and stare at us
But all I could remember in September was to have you

Take me far
Far far away
And sing me to sleep
Of some Golden Age
And I'll say a prayer
For all the brave men and women there

The leading indication that is sweeping across the nation
Is the illusion of polemic making left or right religion
When the sanity of violence is the only way to silence
The prognosticating statisticians giving armchair guidance

You may find a reason to believe this song is treason
A systematic rhyming game designed for the new season
A documented subterfuge, a friend of covert wrecking crews
A palladium of poker games to break me from these chains and

Take me far
Far far away
And sing me to sleep
Of some Golden Age
And I'll say a prayer
For all the brave men and women there

Like John Brown
We need a man like John Brown
Where can we find a man like John Brown
And all the other sons of liberty

There's a lesson for the learning if'n you don't mind the burning
Of a vigilante's candle lighting evidence concerning
Quasi solitary witness to survivors with discerning
Epic paradigms of metaphysical happy hunting grounds where I'll be

Far
Far far away
And sing me to sleep
Of some Golden Age
And I'll say a prayer
For all the brave men and women there

Like John Brown
We need a man like John Brown
Where can we find a man like John Brown
And all the other sons of liberty

John Brown...