These are the lyrics to songs that are on my CD released in November 2005   

Recorded at Sonic Sound Factory in Sacramento by Vic Chico and Mike Kitchens

 

Sashay on Down                         (c) 2005  all rights reserved

 

no lyrics, it's a jazzy instrumental

 

Your Mama Done Told Me                    by Craig Kincaid  © 2003  all rights reserved

 

Your momma done told me

I should be on my way by now

She ain’t gonna trust me  

I gotta figure out a way somehow

 

To get to her side and stay there all the time

If I’m gonna hold you and please her

I need to make it right now

  

Your momma she told me     

I shouldn’t hang around here at all

Your place is off limits   

I shouldn’t even bother call

 

          Your momma she can try to run me away from you

          Oh baby, she’s gonna like me so I can be with you

 

repeat 1st verse  and refrain

 

The Last Times                                  by Craig B. Kincaid  © 2003 all rights reserved

 

These won’t be the last times.   You know there’ll be more times.

Times I’m afraid won’t be free of pain.

Yeah, these won’t be the last times.     Of course there’ll be more times

And you’ll be beside me as we walk along the way.

 

This won’t be the last storm;  should blow ‘til early morn

A storm I fear will darken our way.

Let’s pray this is the last storm.   They’ve cost too many lives before.

I’ll be there for you to make things okay.

 

Come on soldiers are you with me?

           Walk along beside me

  We’ll take this song and sing it

  We’ll never let it fade from our hearts or our homes.

 

We won’t be the last ones.   Lassies, lads and more ones

Far from their homes to join in the fray

Yeah, we won’t be the last ones.  You know there’ll more ones.

And they’ll be beside us as we walk along the way 

  

 

 

Country Man    by Craig B. Kincaid                           (c) 2003 all rights reserved

            Let me tell you ‘bout a man I’m a knowin’

            You can see him every day.

            He plays country music on his guitar

            And all you gotta do is ask, and he’ll play.

 

                        Sing on Country Man, let me hear your songs again

           

Sitting out in front of Temple’s drugstore

            Every afternoon from three ‘til five

            The school kid’s love him, they surround him

            Every afternoon from three ‘til five

 

                        Sing on Country Man, let me hear your songs again

           

No one knows how he got started

            He just drifted into town one summer day

            A guitar thrown over his shoulder

            A duffle bag in one hand and lots to say

 

                        Sing on Country Man, let me hear your songs again

 

Now if you want to hear some good music

            Country - Western that sounds so fine

            Just take a walk on down to the corner

            I want you to meet this friend of mine

 

                        Sing on Country Man, let me hear your songs again

 

Love Lights the Way   by Craig B. Kincaid             © 2004  all rights reserved

 

Come sit by my side my sweet darlin’      Oh tell me why you cry

Did he make promise of pleasure             Then whisper so softly goodbye

Well you know love’s a stranger              To those who cannot cry

Come sit by my side my sweet darlin’      And tell me why you cry

 

 

Good times and bad times just happen    We must temper each our own way

That golden sunset this evening                Means the end of just one more day

Well you know love’s a stranger             To those who cannot cry

Come sit by my side my sweet darlin’     And tell me why you cry

 

It’s so important to love someone

To give of yourself without pay

Loving’s the thing we lovers do

It’s the hope and the dream all in one

And yes, it can mean heartache

Yet love truly lights the way.

 

 

Now look in my eyes my sweet darlin’      Dry your tears and smile

I’ve loved you for longer than ever            I’ll be there for you all the while

Well you know love’s a stranger               To those who cannot cry

Come sit by my side my sweet darlin’       It’s okay if you want to cry

Well you know love’s a stranger              To those who cannot cry

Come sit by my side my sweet darlin’      I understand if you need to cry

 

1922    by Craig Kincaid                     (c) 2003 all rights reserved

1922 she was born 82 years ago / the daughter of a girl who’s father cured the sick

1933 the earth shook beneath the angel’s sea / she volunteered to help the lonely ones

Catalina Isle where a kid swam for quarters in the sea she / met her love while the moon set over Avalon

How do you choose when to live your life?

The red rose blooms in the painter’s light.

Don’t force love trust your sight.

Cross your heart say goodbye.

1946 she brought to birth her first born son / her groom took a seat with the company

1952 a second son cried in the bassinet / but her love had fallen hard from a railroad car

San Marino Town the safety of her own first home / to raise her family and ask for nothing more than love

How do you know where to find your life?

The red sun sets on the sailor’s night.

Don’t forget what’s on your mind.

Tell her now save the fight.

1922 she was born 82 years ago

 

Cards   by Craig B. Kincaid                  © 2005 all rights reserved

We were walking on the beach taking in the sun

Saw some kids making castles out of sand

Seagulls flying o'er the waves breaking on the shore

Books with pages filled with words in great demand.

 

Railcars taking soldiers to the front of the war

Fearful eyes of boys who've never been away

Eagles roosting on the limb waiting for the break of day

Comic strips with French proverbs from Marseilles

 

The lack of fear itself can be a calming device

            The lack of fear itself is no fool's paradise

            Look at yourself and see if you are not afraid

            Holding on to cards you should have already played.

           

We took each other's hand in hand and settled by the fire

Looking for a blaze to light our life again

Gold retrievers barking as they chased the frisbee down

Charts with notes and time written by wise men.

 

The lack of fear itself can be a calming device

            The lack of fear itself is no fool's paradise

            Look at yourself and see if you are not afraid

            Holding on to cards you should have already played.

 

We Can Be Each Other’s Baby Tonight                  © 2003 Craig Kincaid  all rights reserved

 

Hey there honey, come on down to the party tonight.

Come on sugar , you’ll be glad you tried the ride.

We’ll dance to the music of our favorite, our very own rock’n’roll band.

We can be each other’s baby tonight.

 

Hey there birdie, won’t you take me on a miracle mile.

Come on honey, this can be the ride of your life.

We’ll stroll on the boardwalk of our favorite, our very own beach at the shore.

We can be each other’s baby tonight.      

 

I can feel you holdin’ my hand

Tonight just seems so right

You make me so complete

My heart wants to say                       I love you . . . .

 

Oh yeah baby, wasn’t that a great party last night

You held me and I held you so tight

I stole a kiss on the deck in the moonlight as the band played our favorite song

We held each other didn’t we? last night?

 

Repeat bridge

 

Repeating “we can be each other’s baby tonight”

                   “we held each other didn’t we last night?”

 

 

Who's Kidding Who Right Now?     by Craig Kincaid © 2004 all rights reserved

 

 

Johnny brought his pistol home        And cleaned with a rag

He's feeling so righteous now          ‘Cause yesterday was such a drag                          

                                                                                                              

Who's kidding who right now?

Who's killing who right now?

Who's kidding who right now?

 

Garry bought a real fast car              Raced it for a while

Roaring down a two lane strip          The crash almost took his life                                   

 

Who's kidding who right now?

Who's killing who right now?

Who's kidding who right now?

 

Robin won the lottery                       You should of heard her yell

Gave it away to all her friends         But we’re not supposed to tell                                   

 

Who's kidding who right now?

Who's killing who right now?

Who's kidding who right now?

 

My momma, she died last year        We really threw a bash

My daddy, he ain't been around      I guess he's out of cash                                              

 

Who's kidding who right now?

Who's killing who right now?

Who's kidding who right now?

 

I'll be back in a flash!