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Joel Plaskett | Alright/OK
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joel Plaskett
Joel Plaskett
Vocals
Chris Pennell
Chris Pennell
Bass Guitar
Clive MacNutt
Clive MacNutt
Electric Guitar
Dave Marsh
Dave Marsh
Drums
David Myles
David Myles
Saxophone
Erin Costelo
Erin Costelo
Background Vocals
Ian McGettigan
Ian McGettigan
Congas
Leith Fleming-Smith
Leith Fleming-Smith
Organ
Morgan Kenney
Morgan Kenney
Background Vocals
Peter Elkas
Peter Elkas
Clavinet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Plaskett
Joel Plaskett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joel Plaskett
Joel Plaskett
Producer
J Lapointe
J Lapointe
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Alright Roll it there Thomas, if you're not already here Alright, one, two, one, two, three You can cry wolf or cry me a river Knock on my door with a message to deliver Jameson's whiskey's hard on the liver Tell me something I don't know I close my eyes, asleep on a pillow When someone dies, I weep like a willow Blow 'em a kiss and say "bye bye, friend" "You're never coming back again" But that's alright, that's OK If you're still standing that's the price you pay When you're gone you don't come back So you roll like a train on a one way track I lost my way when I lost my love Couldn't make sense of the stars above She's the little dipper that I'm thinking of And she's never coming back again When she said goodbye the words they came quick She spit 'em out fast and I felt so sick Now there ain't nothing magic in this magic trick Because she's never coming back again But that's alright, that's OK She never really knew me anyway She taped her regrets to my microphone stand Said "You can't hold the hand of a rock and roll man For very long" It's "The Blonde in the Bleachers" The Joni Mitchell song is coming out of my speakers Going to the shop for a new pair of sneakers Then I'm gonna take a walk Let's rock My sneakers wore out, my guitar broke Sometimes life puts a stick in your spokes Everybody thinks that I'm making a joke But I'm telling it like it is I be hanging from the branches of my family tree You know I look like my daddy, daddy looks like me Halifax, Nova Scotia is the land of the free I don't care what the anthem says That's alright, that's OK You'll be staring at your phone 'til your hair goes grey Once in a while it's bound to ring Chuck Berry sings "My Ding a Ling a Ling" I lost my map when I lost my phone Gotta get on the road, gotta get gone Ain't got a clue how to get back home Guess I'd better ask at the bar Au revoir
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