Greg Turlock

Nothing Shines Brighter

Words and Music by Greg Turlock

Barry Turlock – guitar

Greg Turlock – bass, drums, acoustic guitar

Lori Woodhouse – lead and backup vocals

Just a Charade

Words and Music by Barry and Greg Turlock
Barry Turlock – guitar and back-up vocals
Greg Turlock – bass and keyboards
Murray Kelland – drums and back-up vocals
Carole Marie – lead vocals

Fire Of Rock 'n' Roll

Words and Music by Barry Turlock
Barry Turlock – guitars, bass, drums
Carole Marie – lead vocals
Jeff Turlock – backup vocals

Heaven Came to Knock at Your Door

Words and Music by Greg Turlock
Barry Turlock – lead guitar, back-up vocals
Greg Turlock – bass, keyboards, acoustic guitar, rhythm guitar, drums
Kate Conrad – lead vocals, back-up vocals

Recorded by Greg Turlock

Mixed by Greg & Barry Turlock

Lyrics

We Get Back Up

Lookin’ at the bottom of my coffee cup

Got nowhere else to go, I’m down lookin’ up

Ten years on the job, they shut the doors today

They let me keep my hard hat, but kept my pay

Now I’m playin’ Mr. Mom, to my kids all day

Nothin’ keeps a good man down, that’s why I say

We all fall down, we get back up, live our lives again

Win or lose, it’s how you choose, to stay in the game

We all fall down, we get back up, live our lives again

Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, sometimes we all fall down

Six a.m.’s a habit that’s hard to shake

They say I need a resume, hell, I just need a break

I look into the mirror, is that guy really me?

I me be grey, but dammit, heh, you just wait and see

I ain’t playin’ Mom, to my kids all day

Noth’in keeps a good man down, that’s why I say

Graveyard Train

Took a train ride to yesterday

With a heart full of hurt, that won’t go away

By the Badlands church, near the top of the hill

Where grass don’t grow, you lie there still

White picket fence, dyin’ dandelions

I hear you cry, when the wind comes by the town

But you ain’t around

On a graveyard train, to yesterday

If I could build a bridge, between you and me, I would

On a graveyard train, to yesterday

I left you standin’ in the pourin’ rain

I see your eyes as I ride, on the graveyard train

The graveyard train don’t ever stop

Chain through my heart, I can’t get off

I’m the barb-wire fence, along your yellow brick road

Hobo on a rail, a nail through my soul

Guilt on my mind, regret ties me down

Hellbound freight, to a hoodoo town

Goin’ down, one way down

I left you standin’, in the pourin’ rain,

My turn to wait for the train

Just Like Me

Take one slightly used guitar, sing in the shower, sing in your car

Make your living in the local bar, and you’ll sound just like me

Write me a poem or sing me a song, sing out loud, sing out strong

Play me a chord but play it wrong, and you’ll sound just like me

Turn your guitar upside down, turn up your amp ‘til they hear it downtown

Sing out loud, strong and free, and you’ll sound just like me

Take one slightly used guitar, sing in the shower, sing in your car

Make your living in the local bar, and you’ll sound just like me

I don’t know a D from an A, but if my wife is smilin’, I know it’s okay

No need to tune, just get up and play, and you’ll sound just like me.

I write my lyrics on the back of my hand

I learned to spell in a foreign land

Come buy a beer for the boys in the band, and you’ll sound just like me

Turn your guitar upside down, turn up your amp ‘til they hear it downtown

Sing out loud, strong and free, and you’ll sound just like me

Take one slightly used guitar, sing in the shower, sing in your car

Make your living in the local bar, and you’ll sound, just like me

And you’ll sound, just like me

There's No Time for Love

Silence rings in my ears, as midnight slips away

Bed is cold without you, where are you babe?

I love you for who you are, the life that we share

There’s no life together, you’re never there

My candle’s in the window

My prayer’s to God above

If there’s no time to say I love you

There’s no time for love

Sunrise greets the morning, robins sing their song

Rub the sleep from my eyes, cry all alone

Love needs tenderness, love needs to touch

There’s no time for a kiss, no time for love

I smile and you look away,

I laugh and feel, the cold of your stare

If you listen, you’ll hear my heart saying

There’s time to care . . .

Greg Turlock Creative