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Hey, Babe
05:24
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Hey, babe—will you step out of that shadow
Will you open up your window?
I’m down here in the rain
Throwin pebbles from the drain
And I gotta say my aim—it ain’t so good
Hey babe, will you just listen for a second
I know you haven’t called or beckoned me
I came of my own free will
At the risk of falling ill
To see if you were still up and in this neighborhood
But it was only the errand of a fool, I see
Like you were waiting up for someone, and that someone wasn’t me
Hey, babe—I can tell that you been crying
You say you weren’t but you’re just lyin, now
You got water on your dress
And I don’t mean to press
But how do you suggest that I think otherwise?
Hey, babe—you don’t have to act so perfect
You can’t be blamed for every serpent tongue
That slithers down to ask
While you’re walkin your own path
Whether something from your past has gone unrecognized
But it’s only the remnant of a dream, I’m sure
Like recollections of a place you feel you’ve been but never were
Hey, babe—are you alright, you look a little
Like you been cut right through the middle
Like your mind’s been sawn in two
And you don’t know what to do
But your sure it can’t be you there in the bathroom meer
Hey, babe—won’t you tell me what’s the trouble
You spelled it out but much too subtly
I’ve never been to sharp
And you got me in the dark
And I think I missed the mark you left somewhere round here
But it’s only a hieroglyphic drawn in sand
Even if I could perceive it I’m sure I still wouldn’t understand
Hey, babe—can I just say that I’m sorry
If I hurt you with my story
You know I never meant
For it to go the way it went
The impression that I’m lent is that it left you sore
Hey, babe—I don’t need you to say nothing
Words are cheap, a dime a dozen
I give em out for free
And they just come back to me
Likes waves upon the sea crashing on the shore
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2. |
Next Best Thing
05:51
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When you’re all through lookin for prince charming
Who’s no more than a wolf in sheep’s clothes
When you’ve tried on all the glass slippers
And not one has left room for your toes
When you’re tired of putting up posters
Advertisements, pictures and flyers
When you’ve reviewed each application
And there’s a good deal left to be desired
I’ll be right here waiting
You don’t have to explain a thing
I’m plain as they come—no one’s number one
But if you’re lonesome, I’m the next best thing
When you’re tired of keeping a standard
So high even birds fall quite short
When you’ve called in all of your favors
And are desperate for some last resort
When you can’t tell how long you’ve been crying
Whether anybody out there’s hearing ya
When you’re ready to throw out the rulebook
For a new set of criteria
I’ll be right here waiting
I ain’t gonna bite you or sting
It’s no big surprise—I’m nobody’s prize
But if you’re lonesome, I’m the next best thing
When your heart can’t take any more teasing
And your tongue just can’t tell one more lie
And the size of your sorrow’s increasing
And each breath you breathe’s just a sigh
When you’re twisted from all of the pressure
That’s on you to find someone to love
Which you don’t even know how to measure
Short of shrinking neath what you’re above
I’ll be right here waiting
Off the mainstage in the back of the wing
I’m not the star of the show—I’m no one’s hero
But if you’re lonesome I’m the next best thing
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Why I Love You
02:55
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We arrive at the picture show an hour fore it starts
What I call entertainment you call art
You always cry at the funniest parts
That’s why I love you
You take the high road and I take the low
When I’m in a hurry you’re movin slow
I say, “You know what?” and you already know
That’s why I love you
You ain’t like other people, you’re a diamond in the rough
You’re shy in front of strangers, but you act so tough
You don’t like much attention, you’re very quick to blush
That’s why I love you
The only time you need me’s when your parking meter’s done
You ask me for a quarter and I give you one
You rack a hundred dollar ticket cause you give it to a bum
That’s why I love you
Whenever it’s your birthday, you never ask for gifts
I bring you wine and roses, you say what’s all this?
You don’t see the sense in celebrating the fact that you exist
That’s why I love you
You never do what’s fashionable, you make up your own trends
If the ladies room is crowded, you just use the men’s
I don’t understand you sometimes, you don’t make any sense
That’s why I love you
You never draw outside the lines, you follow all the rules
When it comes to bein punctual you’re stubborn as a mule
You’ve never heard of Taylor Swift, but you think Peter Lorre’s cool
That’s why I love you
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Closest I Ever Came
07:13
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I’m wounded—some arrow must’ve caught me off guard
I can’t see my own hand in this place, it’s so dark
Lady luck must’ve held out to deal me these cards
In this light, every bull’s eye’s a big questionmark
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I only wanted to feel like I wasn’t insane
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
I’m not one to accomplish whatever I set out to do
There’s only so much that one person can try
Using brass-tacks and duct-tape, adhesives and glue
You can stop all the holes but it don’t mean you can fly
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I just wanted someway to keep out of the rain
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
Over and over I ask myself: Why?—
at what point, exactly, did my intentions stray?
I can’t help but feel, no matter how hard I try
The whole time, it was only an armslength away
I’ve sought buried treasure using antique maps
I’ve travelled extensively on the rumor of jewels
I’ve interviewed strangers, collected their facts
Withstood the judgment of prophets and fools
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I just wanted money, power, fortune and fame—
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
Don’t say it, you don’t have to—I’m goin away
These words are the last you’ll hear from me for a time
It gets more confusing the longer I stay
It’s not working out for you—and that’s fine
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I just wanted someone who’d take her share of the blame
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
BRIDGE
The search must continue, what can I do but go on?
I’ll keep movin til I find a new home, I suppose
Where some lonesome lady’s waiting up for the dawn
Prayin for respite from all that she knows
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I just wanted someone who knew me by my name
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
Time’s passing—I’m agin—getting older each day
There’s more to look back on than ahead to by now
I thought I’d be happy, but what can I say?
I believed it back then, and always knew it somehow
I don’t want to keep you if you don’t wish to remain
Still I wish there were something I could say to explain
I just wanted someway of easing my pain
Loving you was the closest that I ever came
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5. |
Say When
05:46
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You still can’t decide if it’s better to hide or to come out wearing your blues
When push comes to shove you’re able to love just as far as you’re willing to lose
You’ve poured out your cup but it keeps filling up flowing over again
As what was collides with what might have been
What might’ve been if only we’d known
We might’ve turned round we might’ve come home
We might’ve grown old, we might’ve been shown
A way of our own
Through thick and thin
And gone it alone
I just can’t say when
Your foregone concern as you try to relearn how to let go and how to hold on
Is with whether or not you’ve already forgot how he’s right here now that he’s gone
The tables’ve turned upon what you discerned to be the difference between you and them
Without ever once giving up you had to give in
Had to give in if only to sleep
Every once in a while, maybe once in a week
Or once you’ve come back
From making the leap
And stopping the leak
By going all in
On this losing streak
I just can’t say when
Your only defense as you try to make sense of this trial you’ve put yourself through
Is how you’re consoled by your lack of control and you realize it might’ve been you
You’re trine to accept what you couldn’t expect would be waiting for you on the wind
He wasn’t my brother by blood but he was my friend
He was my friend, you told to them all
As they lent you their ears and let their eyes fall
And backed away slow
Saying nothing at all
Not like I don’t know
The way it’ll go
The way that it’s been
There’ll be tomorrow
I just can’t say when
The time it moves fast but you cant feel it pass as you sit up and talk with the moon
This mountain of grief can be moved with belief but all anyone brought is a spoon
You’re tryin so hard not to let down your guard but now that you know how it ends
It might as well break wherever it bends
Right where it bends, before it deserts
And they ask you to say right where it hurts
And you show up one morning
Wearing one of his shirts
That you pulled from the dirt
And you tried to convert
But you just disconcert
I know that it hurts
I know where it hurts
I know how it hurts
I know why it hurts
I just can’t say when
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It's Raining Now
05:58
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There’s a feeling in the atmosphere that a storm’s about to break
The sky’s about as bruised as it could be
If I don’t tell her how I feel it’ll be my own mistake
A girl like that won’t wait around for me
The forecast says precipitation’s likely—99%
I guess that means there’s still a chance it won’t
But there I go inventing each explanation to prevent
Me from doing what I ought to if I don’t
Here goes nothing I suppose
To tell her I love her and show her how
I been saving for a rainy day—and hey, what do you know?
It’s raining now
the weatherman’s been drawing crazy circles on his chart
he says he thinks it’s going to rain on our parade
is there something I can do to help in case this falls apart
what was it just now you were going to say?
It started kind of gentle now it’s raining cats and dogs
I regret that I’m not a little more prepared
First I’m stranded in the desert, now I’m trapped in the mirage
It might look to brave to you from out there, but truth be told I’m scared
Chorus
I looked out my attic window, it’s still morning but it’s dark
I feel like I’ve still got a lot to say
My next-door neighbor, Noah, built himself a little ark
Awhile ago I watched him sail away
If it weren’t for drought season I’d’ve probably already drowned
I’m not one who’s been known for making plans
the survivor in me’s thinking we should head for higher ground
but the thought of leaving you’s what keeps me standing where I am—
chorus
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Could've Sworn She Did
05:39
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she was married when I met her but it was hanging by a thread
I’d good reason to believe that she’d wanted me instead
I’ll never know just how the thought ever got into my head—
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
I smelled her honeysuckle so I followed where it lead
A line of fools stood at her door with gifts of wine and bread
I asked if they had thought to knock, they told me, “Go right ahead,”
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
I could’ve swore she did—I could’ve swore she did
She always was the kind to keep her thoughts under a lid
If I’d money to wager on, I’d of surely lost the bid
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
I’s admitted to her parlor by a butler in a wig
I shook hands with her father and he asked me what I did
I told him off the record that I aimed to make it big
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
I spied her on the landing hearing every word I said
She descended as my face was turning every shade of red
I asked her out to dinner and she took me straight to bed
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
I could’ve swore she did—I could’ve swore she did
Every look she gave me said that she was interested
I’s never one to fall in love, but I tripped and slipped and slid
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
Afterwards I watched her as she rolled her cigarette
then smiled at me mysteriously and told me how I did
To me the word “tomorrow” sounded like an empty threat
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
She asked me what my name was, where I’d lived and what I’d read
I told her and she laughed and said, “My God, you’re just a kid!”
She showed me out the back door, though I begged her and I plead—
I know she never loved me but I could’ve swore she did
interlude
Along life’s lonesome highway I’ve drifted and I’ve sped
Love is a thought the likes of which by now I’ve gotten rid
Alone into this world I’s born, and alone I’ll be when I’m dead
I know she never loved me, but I could’ve swore she did
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8. |
Silly Me
06:37
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Once I thought I had you pegged as one of those who knew the world
You spoke of it so plainly
Alluded to it in the past-tense mainly
But I’ve come a long way since then, and now I know
That you’ve always been uncertain
About what’s just behind the curtain
Afraid to name the thing that’s hurtin you so badly
Funny, I never knew—silly me
Once I thought dreams could come true, anyone could be whatever they put their minds
Or backs into becoming
The gun is fired, the racers are off and running
But I’ve come a long way since then, and now I know
That it ain’t the dream that drives you
That determines or decides you
That undoes and divides you any way it can, you see
Funny, I thought it was—silly me
Once I thought I found true love awaiting me in the most
Obvious of places
Wearing one of its million faces
But I’ve come a long way since then, and now I know
That love has its disguises
As many let-downs as surprises
And its veteran advises to look only after you leap
Funny, I didn’t know—silly me
Once I thought I had it bad; I’d taken all the beatings
That this world had to give me
I had the scars to show and to carry with me
But I’ve come a long way since then, and now I know
That sure the current’s slowin
But the rivers still strongly flowin
And no matter how well you’re rowin
Signs of stopping it ain’t showing
You know you really had me goin—for a while there it seems
Funny, I didn’t know—silly me
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9. |
Over My Head
06:45
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It started out small, well within my control
Steady as she goes, man, that’s always the goal
You give it a push, you feel the nudge of a pull
Suddenly what you’re chasin’s gone and swallowed you whole
And if you—were me
I bet you would already know
Just what to do—to get free
Of feelin like you got nowhere to go
Chorus: But I’m in over my head, my back’s gainst the wall
At the end of my rope and I got nowhere to fall
I’m in over my head, I feel kinda small
Funny, I always thought I was tall
And ain’t it a drag how hard you can try and it don’t make any difference at all?
I reached for my hat, she took a hold of my hand
I bid her goodevening, she did not understand
She said to speak up, said to say where I stand
Next thing you know she’s got the whole wedding planned
And if you were me
You’d’ve known it, I spose, right from the start
That what the eyes can see
Ain’t half of what’s there to be seen by the heart
Chorus
They gave me a job, so we bought a house
Moved in together, now I sleep on the couch
I asked someone to pinch me, I said “Ouch,”
Now I wished I had the sense to put my foot in my mouth
And if you were me
Tell me what would be your next move
Would you stay or leave
This has moved well beyond any point I may have been trying to prove
Chorus
I travel the world, I see my old friends
I say it’s been too long, they say how long’s it been
I tell em the news, they say, Tell It Again
They say I’ll be find but they don’t ever say when
And if they only knew
How hard they can be, sometimes, to please
Maybe then I could make do
Without glimpsing a sight of the forest from the trees
Chorus
Rain’s gonna fall, sun’s gonna rise
Life’s gonna pass you in the blink of an eye
And whether you’re foolish, whether you’re wise
It don’t make no difference because everyone dies
And it’s hard to believe
That it’s ever gonna happen to me
I been alive for so long
I forget that there’s any other way I could be
Chorus
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“Tomorrow,” she said, “I’ll be leaving, my ticket is already bought
If you don’t ask, I won’t give no reason—I won’t take any more than I brought.”
I told her I’d be there tomorrow, right at the first light of dawn
But this morning I knocked on her window, her neighbor said she’d already gone
“Did she leave any note? Did she tell you how come?
Did she give any good reason why?
I never had time to explain what I done
Or got the chance to tell her—goodbye.”
Well I knew she was here on a visit, that she didn’t intend to stay long
But I remember her now like a music that my whole life’s just been following long
I recall how she kept at a distance and seemed so reluctant to show
Any feelin at the mention of lovers whose stories you already know
Still—I meant to explain the rules of the game
On the off-chance she intended to fly
But I never obtained so much as her name
Or got the chance to tell her goodbye
Now I know that I shouldn’t be jealous of the sly things that other folks do
There isn’t a brave soul among us in this world who ain’t just passin through
I know that I’m no less as likely to seem just as vague and aloof
To shine as dimly or as brightly to any person of comparable youth
But I just can’t digest the feelin, I guess
That some people just act much too shy
I never bestowed any more than hello
Or got the chance to tell her goodbye
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Sam Steffen Boise, Idaho
Sam Steffen is a Pennsylvania-bred, Boise-based singer-songwriter whose songs are the torch-wood for a new generation of folk music that has learned from the best stuff in the tradition and aims in spite of everything to keep the human spirit alive and kicking. A versatile musician and skilled finger-picker, Sam is at heart a story-teller, and a prolific one. ... more
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