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  1. I Know A Place

From the album Italian Dreams

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It's fairly well documented that I frequent watering holes. In not too distant a day I was what people refer to as a Barfly. The stories about the places I would frequent are too many, and in most cases are peppered in songs throughout my career. Something was compelling me to write a good old fashion bar song. How, I wondered, haven't I " been there , done that?" Turns out, maybe now I can say I have, perhaps this is my bar song swan song. Recorded live in the studio in a couple takes.

Lyrics

I Know A Place

I know a place, its down in Texas
Its up near Fort Worth, called The Thorny Crown
I was there, in the late Nineties
When I was rovin' town to town
I'm not sure if its still there
I kinda doubt it would be
I woke up that morning, with blood on my pillow
Sometimes you need the chains to get free

I know a place, in Mississippi
Called Hal and Mal's I think its Tupelo
Or was it Jackson, or maybe Biloxi, or Tunica
Hell, I don't know
All I remember, was the feelin'
That i wouldn't make it out of there alive
Because sometimes, you need the darkness
In order to ever see the light

So many miles I have traveled
So many a dim lit bar
Because when things, start to unravel
You're gonna find out who you are

I know a place, on the upper west side
In New York City, The Dublin' House its name
I met a girl there, on 9-11
Her name was Jill, or Judy, or Jane
She was younger, she was wilder than me
She thought she was smarter than everyone
Over a pint, she said around midnight
"Sometimes you gotta lose, to know when you've won"

I don't know why, they call it Stanley's
It's in Chicago, and Donnie is the man
When I was strugglin and I had no money
Donnie Kruse lended me his hand
10 years later, I'm still working
Providing for my daughter and wife
Because sometimes, you need the darkness
In order to ever see the light

So many miles I have traveled
So many a dim lit bar
Because when things, start to unravel
You're gonna find out who your friends really are
Yeah sometimes, you feed the darkness
Yeah sometimes, you heed the darkness
Yeah sometimes, you need the darkness
In order to ever see the light