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Freebo - Something To Believe

STANDING OVATION
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Robert Tepper, Heavy Breather Music (ASCAP)

FREEBO: lead vocal, fretless bass, 
acoustic guitar, background vocals
Mark Goldenberg: electric guitar
Shane Fontayne: electric guitar
Skip Edwards: piano
Peter Bunetta: drums & percussion
Rosemary Butler: background vocals
Joe Meyer: French horn 

If life is a comedy, 
The part that we play
Is never as clear  
As it could be.
Or maybe a drama, 
Who is to say,
But it always turns out 
As it should be.
And if I am a player 
Who's played his part well,
And did it with humor 
And grace,

CHORUS:
When I die,
Give me a standing ovation,
A celebration
For a job well done.
No need to cry,
It's not my final destination.
I'll be at the station
When the train comes by.

You write your own story 
As the pages unfold,
But you're never quite sure 
Of the ending.
Maybe it's destiny, 
Maybe it's choice,
Maybe we're all 
Just pretending.
In the tale of a lifetime,
If it all comes around,
And you only receive 
What you're sending,

CHORUS:  When I die......

Some have it easy,
Some have it all,
Some work so hard 
For so little.
We sink to the bottom, 
And we rise to the top,
But mostly wind up 
In the middle.
The more we are different, 
The more we're the same.
I'm just one more who's worked 
Through the riddle.

CHORUS:  REPEAT CHORUS:

WHEN THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Karen Taylor-Good, Song Guru Music (SESAC)

FREEBO: lead vocal, fretless bass,
acoustic guitar, synth strings
CHRIS GAGE: Accordion

I used to be your neighbor,
Had my job and I had my pride.
But they shipped them both to China,
And it ripped a hole inside.
They took my house last summer.
Now I’m hungry, cold, and scared.
And I’m wondering, does anybody care?

CHORUS:
When there’s no place like home,
And you’re out on your own,
You feel abandoned and alone...
When there’s no place like home.

I used to be a hero,
The Strong, the Proud, the Few.
When duty called, I stood up tall
For the Red, White, and Blue.
But no hero’s welcome waited
When my damaged soul returned.
Uncle Sam don’t give a damn, 
That’s what I learned.

CHORUS:
There’s no place like home,
When you’re out on your own.
You feel abandoned and alone,
When there’s no place like home.

BRIDGE:
Please don’t look right past me,
A simple smile 
Could help me make it through….
I could be you! 

If home is where the heart is,
Then where’s the heart supposed to go
When you’re living room’s a cardboard box,
And your address is skid row?
If a man’s home is his castle,
And the place where he is King,
What happens when he loses 
Everything?

CHORUS:
There’s no place like home
When you’re out on your own.
You feel abandoned and alone,
When there’s no place like home….
When there’s no place like home….
There’s no place like home!

SHE LOVES MY DOG MORE THAN ME
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Harold Payne, Harold Payne Music(BMI)

FREEBO: lead vocal, acoustic guitar, 
fretless bass, harmony vocals
MARK GOLDENBERG: electric guitar
SHANE FONTAYNE: electric guitar
SKIP EDWARDS: electric piano 
PETER BUNETTA: drums
LEE THORNBURG: trumpets  

Once upon a time,
Everything was so fine,
Cozy just my baby and me.
I was so well fed, 
Had my breakfast in bed,
I was happy as a man can be.
Then my buddy called up, 
Had the cutest little pup,
I couldn’t help but take him in.
Little did I know 
Her affection would go
To my new little four legged friend.

CHORUS:
Now she loves my dog 
More than me.
She loves my dog 
More than me.
I love my dog, 
And she loves my dog,
But she loves my dog 
More than me. 

We were lyin’ by the fire, 
Burnin’ with desire,
When suddenly, to my chagrin,
As the fire got to stokin’, 
Came a cold nose a pokin’,
Somewhere it should not have been.
I thought she’d shoo him away, 
But she told him stay,
It kind o’ took me out of the zone.
Now a man’s best friend 
Gets the girl in the end,
And I’m left holdin’ the bone.

CHORUS:

So I’m sittin’ here  fumin’ 
While he’s getting’ all the groomin’,
That ain’t how it’s supposed to be.
Well you know I don’t hate ‘em, 
But I’ve got an ultimatum;
Baby, it’s the dog or me!
Well I got her reply 
As she led me outside,
And she handed me my People Chow.
Now I’m howlin’ at the moon
While he’s up in my room,
And I’m in the Doghouse now.

CHORUS:

There’s a moral to the story: 
When you fall from glory,
You gotta do it gracefully.
So I’m back in the bed, 
With the dog at the head,
We’re a Nuclear Family.
And I accept my fate, 
And there’s little debate,
‘Cause this ain’t no democracy.
From the moment he came, 
it’s been a doggone shame….
That she loves my dog 
More than me. 
CHORUS
CHORUS

MY PERSONAL GPS
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Karen Taylor-Good, Song Guru Music (SESAC)

FREEBO: lead vocal, fretless bass, 
acoustic guitar
FUZZBEE MORSE: electric guitar
JERRY MAROTTA: drums

Let me tell you 'bout my Angel, 
The one you'll never see,
My everyday companion, 
Livin' deep inside of me.
She guides me through the trenches, 
She gets me out'a every mess.
She's my Bible, she's my Buddy, 
She's My Personal GPS

She leads me on my journey, 
She leads me to the gold.
She's always on the money, 
Never leaves me in the cold.
And every time I listen, 
I wind up bein' truly blessed.
She's my Bible, she's my Buddy, 
She's My Personal GPS

I'm at a fork in the road, 
I gotta make a choice.
So much goin' on, 
I don't heed her voice,
So I make a wrong turn, 
I'm feelin' lost and afraid,
Then I hear my Angel callin'....
RECALCULATE!

I gotta pay attention, 
'Cause it's powerful stuff.
I'm gotta turn it on, 
And I gotta turn it up.
'Cause every time I do it, 
You know I'm guaranteed success.
She's my Bible, she's my Buddy, 
She's My Personal GPS.

I'm floatin' lost and lonely
Driftin' in the dark,
Will I ever find a harbor? 
I don't see it on the chart.
Something's sayin' NO, but 
Someone else is whisperin', YES YES YES
She's my Bible, she's my Buddy, 
She's My Personal GPS.

She's my Bible, she's my buddy, 
Crystal clear and never muddy.
She's my Watson, she's my Tonto, 
Never tardy, always pronto.
She's my Sherpa, she's my guide, 
Never runs and never hides.
Truly awesome, she's the best, 
She's My Personal GPS....
My Personal GPS.... 
My Personal GPS....Yes, Yes!

SOMETHING TO BELIEVE
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Eric Lowen, Marion Place Music (BMI)

FREEBO, lead vocal, acoustic guitar, 
fretless bass, string arrangement
DAN NAVARRO, harmony vocal
JOHN KROVOZA, cello
MIRIAM MAYER, violin, viola

There’s a secret hides in kindness,
I have yet to understand,
And a peace that I’m afraid
I’ll never know.
Bless my heart and take my hand,
Lead me to the Promised Land,
I’m pretty sure that’s where 
I need to go.

CHORUS:
If I could pray and move a mountain,
If I could dance and bring the rain,
If love really made the world go 'round,
And if drinking from a fountain
Could make me young again….
Would it open up my eyes
To just how easy it would be,
If I could only find something to believe?

There is mystery in silence
Every time I close my eyes.
There’s a mighty voice 
I wish that I could hear.
Lift me up and bless my soul,
Let the spirit take control,
And let it wash away 
My every fear.

CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
And when it’s finally time for me 
To leave this life behind,
Sooner than I might wish it would be….
Will I hear the angels sing,
Will it stop my wondering,
Will I finally feel like I am free?

CHORUS:

ON A PARALLEL TOGETHER
Freebo. Bassline Music (BMI)
Robert Tepper, Heavy Breather Music (ASCAP)

FREEBO: lead vocal, acoustic guitar,
fretless bass, synth strings
JEFF PEVAR: electric guitars
ROBERT TEPPER: electric guitar
JERRY MAROTTA: drums
MARCY BARUCH: background vocals

I’ve been looking for a lifetime,
Searching for a dream,
In a fairytale of love
I couldn’t find.
I covered every distance
In the story of my heart,
Guess I never laid aside
That old design.

CHORUS:
But here we are,
So unplanned,
Just as perfect as the circle
Of a golden wedding band.
You and I,
Hand in hand,
As we travel
On a parallel together…
To a distant land.

And now your gentle breeze of love
Brings kindness to my heart,
On a road that keeps on twisting
In its turns.
The journey to our destiny,
I leave with no regret,
Living in the lessons
That I learned.

CHORUS:

Dedicated to the healing
And the growing,
To the sweetness in the love
That we have found.
There’s a promise that is
Somewhere in the knowing.
There’s a secret we can share
This time around.

CHORUS:

You and I
Living our lives,
Walkin’ on down
On a parallel road together.


IF NOT NOW WHEN
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Karen Taylor-Good, Song Guru Music (SESAC)

FREEBO: lead & harmony vocals,
fretless bass, acoustic guitar
JEFF PEVAR: electric guitar
ED TOSSING: piano
KENNY MALONE: drums

When I was a young boy, 
I had these dreams,
And time didn’t matter, 
Or so it seemed.
Now I’m still a dreamer, 
Like I was back then.
But time keeps screamin’, 
If not now, when?

Hundreds of heartaches, 
And broken down plans,
So many “what ifs”, 
And “what if I can’t?”
My fear held me captive, 
Caged in a pen.
It’s time to break free, Boy, 
If not now, when?

CHORUS:
If not now when, 
If not me, who?
I can’t pretend, 
‘Cause I know it’s true.
I make this vow, 
I swear, Amen!
My time is now, 
If not now, when?

Doubting and blaming, 
It’s time to let them go.
Cause this healing journey 
Can go so slow.
But I hear these voices, 
Again and again.
They keep on callin’, 
If not now, when?

CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
It’s time to take this leap of faith,
Without a net.
Hello to Destiny, 
Goodbye Regret.

CHORUS:
TAG:
I make this vow,
I swear, Amen!
My time is now,
If not now, when...
If not now, when...
If not now, When!

IN THE AFTERNOON HEAT
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Robert Tepper, Heavy Breather Music
(ASCAP)

FREEBO: lead vocal, acoustic guitar, 
fretless bass
FUZZBEE MORSE: electric guitars
JERRY MAROTTA: drums

Cool, cool interlude,
On a backwash retreat,
On a cold, cold waterway,
In the afternoon heat.
We were young and innocent,
Simple and free,
On a cold, cold waterway,
In the afternoon heat.

Green green canopy
Shimmerin' in the breeze.
So so physical,
It knocked me to my knees.
Two hearts quiverin’,
Shiverin’ to the beat,
On a cold cold waterway,
In the afternoon heat.

My true life fantasy
Lyin' right next to me,
In a place called Paradise,
It was all that it could be.
Sweet sweet symmetry,
Leavin’ us so complete,
On a cold cold waterway,
In the afternoon Heat

So incredible,
How the memory of a day,
Stays alive inside of you….
It just happens that way.
Like that cool cool interlude,
On a backwash retreat,
On a cold cold waterway,
In the afternoon Heat.

I DON’T BELIEVE IN YESTERDAY
Dan Navarro, Jodada Music (BMI)

FREEBO, lead vocal, acoustic guitar, 
fretless bass
DAN NAVARRO, harmony vocal
SHANE FONTAYNE, electric guitar
SKIP EDWARDS, keyboards & accordion
PETER BUNETTA, drums & percussion

I dusted off my clothes,
Straightened out my nose.
Picked up my vanity,
Took it down the road with me.
Facts I could not erase,
Exploded in my face.
What I could not repair,
I just left lying there.

CHORUS:
Between the darkness and the light,
There’s only shades of grey.
Tomorrow’s so far from my sight.
And I don’t believe in Yesterday,
I don’t believe in Yesterday.

Tidal waves that I ignored,
Washed me overboard.
Patterns that I reject,
Twisted and circumspect.

CHORUS:

So here’s to all the alibis,
They pulled me through the fire.
It’s just convenient memory,
Rewriting history.
So say goodbye to Way Back When,
And all that might have been.
No it doesn’t matter why or how,
They don’t mean nothin’ now.

CHORUS:

THAT’S WHAT LOVE IS
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI), 
Karen Taylor-Good, Song Guru Music 
(SESAC) 
Lisa Aschmann, Nashville Geographic 
(ASCAP)

FREEBO: lead & harmony vocal, 
fretless bass, acoustic guitar
JUDE JOHNSTONE: piano
JOHN KROVOZA: cello 

It’s a whisper you hear 
In the midst of your fear, 
It’s revealing.
It’s a part of the heart, 
And it’s just who we are, 
It’s so healing.
It’s the power inside, 
Always wins over pride, 
Never judges.
And it strengthens 
And comforts us all,
That's what love is.

It’s the healer of souls, 
Makes the broken ones whole
And completed.
It's what gives you the strength 
And the hope 
When you're feeling defeated.
It’s a compass and guide,
And it won’t be denied, 
So we trust it.
It’s the light
In the dark of it all,
That’s what love is.

And it’s patient and kind, 
And it’s deaf, dumb and blind 
To the madness.
It’s the Ace 
Of the Dealer Of Truth, 
It’s the healer of sadness.

It’s a place you know 
From so long long ago, 
And it’s freeing.
And you feel when it’s there, 
'Cause you’re able to share 
From your being.
And it takes us all higher, 
And it lifts and inspires 
All it touches.
It’s the best part 
Of being alive,
That’s what Love is.

And it’s patient and kind, 
And it’s deaf, dumb and blind 
To the madness.
It’s the Ace 
Of the Dealer Of Truth, 
It’s the healer of sadness.

It’s beyond right or wrong, 
And it’s not weak or strong, 
It’s not winning.
For the young and the old, 
It’s a brave and a bold 
New beginning.
It’s the peace and the hope, 
It’s what helps us to cope, 
It’s forgiveness.
It’s the Light 
That will always endure,
It’s eternal 
And simple and pure,
That’s what Love is.

SOMETIMES IT’S FOR NOTHIN'
Freebo, Bassline Music (BMI)
Robert Tepper, Heavy Breather Music (ASCAP)

FREEBO: lead vocal, acoustic guitar,
fretless bass, background/harmony vocals
ALBERT LEE: Electric guitar
SKIP EDWARDS: Hammond B-3 organ
PETER BUNETTA: drums

VERSE 1
Lucy likes potatoes,
Billy likes his beer,
Johnny drives a hot rod
So he can get on out o’ here.
Daddy’s at the factory,
Overtime again.
Momma’s clippin’ coupons
‘Stead of shopping with her friends.

CHORUS:
Sometimes it’s for nothin’
And sometimes it’s for real.
Sometimes you just know
Exactly how you feel,
And I feel good (I feel good)
I feel good (I feel good)

VERSE 2
Just like in the Bible,
Trouble comes along.
Things start gettin’ out o’ hand,
You can’t tell right from wrong.
Samson and Delilah,
Cane and Abel too,
Everybody’s got to do
Just what they’ve got to do.

CHORUS:

VERSE 3
Last night I saw a movie,
Where the hero gets the girl.
I was sittin’ with my popcorn,
I was in another world.
Maybe I’m a dreamer,
But this I truly swear.
I saw the hero disappear,
And it was ME up there!

CHORUS:
REPEAT CHORUS:
(I feel good) (I feel good)
I feel good....