Low Tides <br />This is a blues ballad where the singer appraises his life, thinking it’s not seen by others through the same prism he uses. <br /> <br />Low Tides <br />(Whitaker/Kelley 2016) <br /> <br />Listen to more of Don Music at http://WardKelleyArtists.com/Don <br /> <br />For Lyrics and more information visit <br />http://WardKelley.org <br /> <br /> <br />Verse 1 <br />Why is my life remembered for it’s sins, <br />and not its kindness? <br />People recall my loses, not my wins; <br />who sees my steadiness? <br /> <br />Chorus <br />I try so hard, <br />keep up my guard, <br />come away scarred, <br />just a big ol’punch card, <br />flee the graveyard, <br />I try so hard. <br /> <br />Verse 2 <br />I guess we all paint a different picture <br />than what we intend, <br />I guess we all live an odd mixture <br />than what we pretend. <br /> <br />Chorus <br />I try so hard, <br />keep up my guard, <br />come away scarred, <br />just a big ol’punch card, <br />flee the graveyard, <br />I try so hard. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Bridge <br />I felt the high tide <br />of love, <br />and the low tides <br />of my life . . . <br />one hell of a strange ride. <br /> <br />Hope I do much better <br />the next tide. <br /> <br />Instrumental <br /> <br />Chorus <br />I try so hard, <br />keep up my guard, <br />come away scarred, <br />just a big ol’punch card, <br />flee the graveyard, <br />I try so hard.
