Tumbleweed Symphony

by ANN KLEIN

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If McCartney met Lucinda Williams and they decided to play pool together and then have a few drinks with Stevie Ray Vaughn and Neil Young.

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released July 1, 2014

Produced by Tim Hatfield and Recorded at Cowboy Technical Services except for Tango Wrangler and Rocking Chair, produced by Sammy Merendino and Tim Hatfield at Harlem Parlour Recording
Mastered by Scott Hull at Masterdisk
Artwork by Rob Rossi
Front cover photo - Sandrine Lee
back cover photo - Tim Hatfield
Ann Klein: vocals, guitars, mandolin, omnichord
Drums: Rich Mercurio, Sammy Merendino
Bass: Steve Count, Lee Nadel
Keyboards and Vocals: Bette Sussman
Violin: Chris Tedesco, Allison Cornell
Backup Vocals: Allison Cornell, Neal Coomer, Tabitha Fair, Deborah Berg, Amanda Homi
Additional Guitars: Eric "Roscoe" Ambel, Andrew Carillo
Dobro: David Mansfield

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ANN KLEIN New York, New York

“.…a dynamo guitarist and writer .." (Billboard)

"Somebody call the Bonnaroo bookers: This gal's as steamy as a hot July afternoon." Fred Mills, HARP

"Vibrierende Ann ... starke Songwriter-Qualitäten. An Herz und Ohr gelegt: Klein live ganz groß ... wahrhafte Lieder aus N.Y." (OÖ-Nachrichten)
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Track Name: Tango Wrangler
He was the tango wrangler of 1952
He had ricochet spurs and gold toe boots
A decorated hero in WWII and he
Loved to sport his patent leather shoes

TANGO WRANGLER
TANGO WRANGLER

He liked to rope em herd em hold em down and wrap em in his fist
Dance around in circles maybe do a little twist
Inside outside kicking up the dust
He had a way with the ladies and the ladies had the lust

TANGO WRANGLER
TANGO WRANGLER

I drive up to see him every now and then
he tells me stories from way back when
The first urban cowboy ever recognized
Still has the campfire burning in his eyes

TANGO WRANGLER
TANGO WRANGLER

He was the king of the saddle western way
Loping with the lasso to the rhythms of the day
Ranching put some money in his pocket
Dancing made his soul sky rocket

TANGO WRANGLER
TANGO WRANGLER
Track Name: Start A Fire
Old cracked mud staring me down
Dust from the dogs stirring up the ground
Wind sings me a high lonesome song
I better see you babe before too long

Open up your ears to the choir of the dirt
Ain’t nothing better being close to earth
Listen to the tumbleweed symphony
What soothes your head is under your feet

it ain’t hard to start a fire
if a fire’s what you want
I got the kindling you got the matches
It won’t take long before the flame catches
And the smoke carries me away

You’ve been walking on unpaved roads
I got a place to be can’t go it alone
Sky blue sky far as I can see
Get in the car and drive with me

it ain’t hard to start a fire
if a fire’s what you want
I got the kindling you got the matches
It won’t take long before the flame catches
And the smoke carries me away
Track Name: Remember to Forget
I think I’ll take an aspirin
To get my self back to begin
There’s nothing like the weight of the world on your shoulder
And if my mind begins to clear
I’ll rustle up some fixins
Sugar spice and everything nice for you

I think I’d like a glass of wine
Cuz I’d really like to just unwind
There’s nothing like the day disappearing into darkness
And if my mind begins to clear
I’d like to go out dancing
Tango, waltz, two-step will do fine

I always remember to forget my dear
Little pleasures whisk away the pain
Yes I always remember to forget cause it’s clear
That otherwise I’d surely go insane

I think I’ll watch a classic flick
With William Holden or Gregory Peck
Those black & white moments take me far from what’s pressing me
And in the happy denouement
Full of smiles and hugs and kisses
Resolution finds a way

I always remember to forget my dear
Little pleasures whisk away the pain
Yes I always remember to forget my dear
That otherwise I’d surely go insane
Track Name: I'm Gone, So Long
I’m running in the rain
With a suitcase full of pain
Trying to catch the next train outta here

Seems no matter what I do
I get soaked through and through
By the storm that is you, let me be clear

I’m gone, so long

I’m saying all my prayers
Crawling out of your despair
I’ve had my share of sorrow now it’s time

To break up your machine
It’s absurd, it’s obscene
And pronounce myself the queen of what is mine

I’m gone, so long

You’re addictive desperation
Your appetite for fear
You will see my red tail lights
I’m a headlight smashing deer

There will be no long goodbyes,
Just the space where I have cried
In the emptiness you'll find
A whispering wind.

Believe me when I say
At the end of the day
I can’t afford to play
and have you win
Track Name: Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning

Sunday morning, where you going
Stick around in all your glory
Sunday morning, why don’t you hang around

Drink some coffee, read the paper
Take a brisk walk underneath the skyscrapers
why don’t you hang around

seems like you’re always in a rush to go
Was it something I said, is there something I oughta know
are you just like me –you got to be somewhere
and there’s someone else you got to please

Sunday morning, where you going
Stick around in all your glory
Sunday morning, why don’t you hang around

Don’t you let ol’ nasty Monday
put you through a wicked frenzy
Sunday morning, why don’t you hang around

Won’t you let me take you out to brunch
You can sip on champagne til the light fades into dusk
Forget about the world outside, sometimes you got to take a little time

Oh, Sunday mornings I always pray
That you will never go away
Sunday morning, why don’t you hang around
Track Name: Real Love
Real Love – Ann Klein

Dance around me, every step is like a shot of ecstasy
Breathe, breathe with me, every breath is better than a guarantee

**It’s a real love baby
Real love baby
Real love baby now

Walk, I walk with you, to a future with a past of scenic views
Talk, I talk with you – words are precious diamonds when they speak the truth

**

Simple moments, happy sighs
Cross us over border lines

All the money in the world couldn’t ever keep me from

**
Track Name: Rodents in the Attic
There’s Rodents in the Attic, trouble with my brain
Sugar in my blood, poison in my veins
Past is always present, the dead are all to blame
I got rodents in the attic, calling out my name

There’s rodents in the attic trouble with my brain
I got a semi automatic and a liver in my pain
Tiny claw keeps scratching, driving me insane
I got a bucket by the nightstand to catch the leaky rain

Got a shiver in my spine, a mattress on my stain
Nightmares never come but I wake up dead again
There’s mayhem in landing at the top of my stares
And my mind is splitting from the ends of my hairs

There’s rodents in the attic trouble with my brain
I got a semi automatic and a liver in my pain
Tiny claw keeps scratching, driving me insane
I got a bucket by the nightstand to catch the leaky rain

Got a bucket full of dirt, a mouthful of butane
Pickled egg survival and heaping side of shame

There’s Rodents in the Attic, trouble with my brain
Sugar in my blood, poison in my veins
Past is always present, the dead are all to blame
I got rodents in the attic, calling out my name

There’s rodents in the attic trouble with my brain
I got a semi automatic and a liver in my pain
Tiny claw keeps scratching, driving me insane
I got a bucket by the nightstand to catch the leaky rain
Track Name: Rocking Chair
Rocking Chair – Ann Klein

I’m staring at that old rocking chair
She came to me when Grandpa died I was 7
And I’m bound for that old rocking chair
Just before I make my way to heaven (I’m going there for sure)

She has seen my whole life through
When things were looking up or I was blue
She has seen my days and my nights pass
From black & white to colorcast
Shining sun and overcast
Loosey-goosey girl gone hard and fast

Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You never fail to just be there
I wanna find you a home with a good back porch
Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You rock away all my cares
I wanna find you a porch with a gentle wind

She remembers my heart being broken
It wasn’t long after her arrival
I’m sure she questioned what caused me such pain
She was the key to my survival

Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You never fail to just be there
I wanna find you a home with a good back porch
Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You rock away all my cares
I wanna find you a porch with a gentle wind


Now she knows that I have come so far from there
20 years and then some is a long long time
I’ve had so many stories I did share
With my sweet, my sweet old rocking chair

Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You never fail to just be there
I wanna find you a home on a good back porch
Rocking chair oh rocking chair
You rock away all my cares
I wanna find you a porch with a gentle wind

I’m staring at that old rocking chair
She came to me when Grandpa died I was 7
And I’m bound for that old rocking chair
Just before I make my way to heaven (I’m going there for sure)
Track Name: Break Out
I’m living in the shadows of someone else’s dream
Images of freedom, shouting out at me
I’m afraid to see it, but it’s right up in my face
I can’t help but hear it

I’m hiding in a corner of someone else’s house
Scrambling in the darkness
Like a helpless hungry mouse
Who’s looking in the kitchen
For a scrap of food to eat
I can’t help but taste it

Break out

I’m waiting on a platform for someone else’s train
I can feel the rumble of thoughts I entertain
Wishing to be somewhere, anywhere but here
A one way out of nowhere

Break Out
Track Name: Promised Land
Don't be scared to ride
Take it all in stride
When you fall
Get back up
We're all on your side

Don't you stop and think
When you're on the brink
Do it now
Go jump in
We won't let you sink

* here and now
you're in the promised land
here and now
you're in the promised land

don't get in the way
time it never stays
it's out the door
when you want more
hours in your day

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