Now What!

by Tommy Womack

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Tommy Womack is a successful singer/songwriter with songs recorded by Jimmy Buffett, Todd Snider, Jason Ringenberg, Dan Baird, Scott Kempner and others. Womack is the recording artist behind 2007's career-defining "There, I Said It!" album, as well as founding member of the band DADDY with Will Kimbrough. A two-time winner of "BEST SONG" in the Nashville Scene's annual "Best of Nashville" poll, Tommy is also a published author ("Cheese Chronicles" and "Lavender Boys & Elsie") and frequent vlogger. www.tommywomack.com

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released February 21, 2012

The Players:
Tommy Womack - vocals, guitar, bass, harp
John Deaderick – keys, bass
Daniel Seymour – bass
Paul Griffith – drums & percussion
Lisa Oliver-Gray - vocals
Jim Hoke – saxophone, pedal steel guitar
Bill Huber – trombone, tuba
Fenner Castner - drums

Photography by Gregg Roth, greggroth.com
Package design & layout by Paul Needham, mohawkvisuals.com

Produced by Tommy Womack & John Deaderick
Recorded and Mixed by John Deaderick
Mastered by Michael Romanowski, michaelromanowski.com
Executive Producers - Matt Byrd & Russ Riddle
Booking: Rodney Metoyer, The Metoyer Outfit (North America);
Bob Paterson, BPA Live (UK); Joanna Serraris, MuseMix (Europe)
Management: Mary Sack, Mary Sack Management
Deaderick.

Tommy Womack “Now What!” Track Talk

(A travel through the songs on Tommy’s new release!)

1: “Play That Cheap Trick, Cheap Trick Play” – I was cleaning the kitchen and listening to Cheap Trick when I got the lyrics in my head. I started writing lyrics in between washing dishes. From there the song roams around some familiar topics for me: the love for my family, self-doubt, and playing my gigs, whether they ever pay off in worldwide fame or not. My favorite part is the nick of Cheap Trick’s “Surrender” at the end.

2: “It Doesn’t Have to be That Good” – Another song about domestic life and coming to grips with the notion that not every moment in home life HAS to be some massively satisfying moment. It doesn’t have to be that good; it doesn’t have to be that bad. By the way, the album can be looked at as a box set of 6 singles. Track 1 the A side, this one the B-side, and on and on through the record.

3: “Bye & Bye” – A song about running into an old flame in the grocery store, and my mind flooded with images of life back then when we were together, and how for a moment they make my life now humdrum in comparison. Side A of the second single.

4: “I’m Too Old to Feel That Way Right Now” – The B-side, where I stand up for myself to the old flame a bit. Your face and body still make me do the hula-hoop inside, but baby, I’m just too old to feel that way right now. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to curl up with a good book and a tall glass of Metamucil. Nighty-night.

5: “On & Off the Wagon” – Oy, if THIS isn’t the story of my life! I have tried “controlled drinking” so many times in my life. I’ve wound up drunk a lot too.

6: “90 Miles an Hour Down a Dead-End Street” – Already a live favorite, this is a rap, just voice and drums, telling a true and terrible tale of driving from Cleveland to Indianapolis drinking Chianti and proceeding to blow the whole Indy gig in a big, bad way. Like all my spoken word pieces, it rambles over lots of topical terrain. Not hard to see why this is the B-side to Track 5.

7: “Guilty Snake Blues” – I had a lot of these lyrics for years. It’s about all the lust I’ve ever had in my heart. I think. Jim Hoke blows a mean saxophone on this one.

8: “Pot Head Blues” – Maybe my personal favorite on the record, and an unlikely choice. It’s a quiet little acoustic number lamenting all the years I’ve lost to being stoned.

9: “I Love You to Pieces” – I like this track a lot too. It’s a good greasy rocker. The words are all about flirting with a pretty girl. (For me, it’s my wife. For you, make your own choice.) I also like the two verses of plain jamming with the guitars and harp at the end of the song. It’s not all lyrics and plots here, sometimes it’s just musical fun going on.

10: “Over the Hill” – The B-side love song going along with Track 9’s A-side. I had this tune in my head for years and it finally found it’s home. I love the horns on this track. Kinda reminds me of Donavan’s “Mellow Yellow”.

11: ”Wishes Do Come True” – A quiet interlude, written with Irene Kelley. It’s a song of eternal love, but there are some disquieting aspects there too. There’s a whiff of infidelity in there, but it’s never defined. Sometimes it’s best not to define some things after all.

12: “Let’s Have Another Cigarette” – On my “There, I Said It!” record I had a song called “I Want a Cigarette”, so hey, let’s have another one. This time, fidelity wins out. I’m flirting with a cute girl before heading out of town to the next gig. Nothing’s going to happen. I’m too old to feel that way right now. Watch my taillights fading out of town. And that’s my record. I’ll see you when I’m back in town. If you’ve got the stomach for it. Start the darn thing all over again.

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Track Name: Play That Cheap Trick, Cheap Trick Play
Play That Cheap Trick, Cheap Trick Play
(Tommy Womack/ Rick Neilsen)

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I’ve been to London, I’ve been to Rome
Played my shows and come back home
The golden goose ain’t landed yet
This is as good as it’s gonna get
IPod’s playing old Cheap Trick
My oh my, you’ve grown up quick
Trying to keep this kitchen clean
That’s all real life really means

CHORUS
Another dollar, another day
I shouldn’t look back but I do anyway
Dad’s in the ground, Mom’s on the way
Play that Cheap Trick, Cheap Trick play

2
Pull those records off the shelf
Sit up late and doubt myself
Ain’t no fuss and ain’t no sweat
This is as good as it’s gonna get
Love my son and love my wife
Try like hell to love my life
Jesus is my saving grace
But I don’t always know my place

CHORUS

3
I’ve played the game and sowed some oats
Rammed myself down peoples’ throats
Banged my head against the wall
All in all I’ve had a ball
A hundred bucks to play three sets
This is as good as it’s gonna get
The future’s shorter than the past
My oh my you’ve grown up fast

CHORUS

TAG
MOMMA’S ALRIGHT, DADDY’S ALRIGHT
The boy’s alright, WE’RE ALL ALRIGHT, WE’RE ALL ALRIGHT.
Track Name: It Doesn't Have To Be That Good
IT DOESN’T HAVE TO BE THAT GOOD
(Tommy Womack/Will Kimbrough)

It doesn’t have to be that good – it just has to be
You walk around in circles – you fall eventually
Just try sitting down – and listen to your breath
No matter what your life is like – it beats the pants off death

It doesn’t have to be that good
It doesn’t have the be that good
It doesn’t have to be that bad

Baby take a walk with me – I don’t know where we’ll go
You got a stack of bills – I got a yard to mow
It’ll all be there waitin’ – when we return to see
It doesn’t have to be that good – it just has to be

It doesn’t have to be that good
It doesn’t have the be that good
It doesn’t have to be that bad

Baby come to bed with me – the kid’ll be alright
He’s playing that Nintendo Wii – if we let him, he’ll play all night
Let’s beg, borrow and steal – make some time to feel
Then count up all our problems that – aren’t even real

It doesn’t have to be that good
It doesn’t have the be that good
It doesn’t have to be that bad
It doesn’t have to be that bad
It doesn’t have to be that bad
Track Name: Bye & Bye
BYE AND BYE
(Womack)

You gotta pick this Harris Teeter.
Is there no place else you could move?
I still gotta see ya, gotta go through the
hello, how are you, with no groove.
Your body still makes me a young man.
Your brain’s still a bomb you can throw.
I had me a nice hard decision to make
All those years ago
And I really do think I loved you
I was young, I was horny and high!
Bye & Bye
Bye & Bye
You don’t ask why,
you just say I’m sorry, it happened,
goodbye.

It’s a pity, I miss our conversations.
You could talk a man down to the bone.
You’d ance all alone to start every show
In some skirt you’d barely have on
I guess it was no hangin’ matter
It’s no capital crime
I got what I wanted
And what I deserved
And now all we got left is this rhyme
But I really do think I loved you
I sure can’t you didn’t try
Bye & Bye
Bye & Bye
You don’t ask why
you just say I’m sorry, it happened,
goodbye.

Oh great, we get to check out together too!
With our children in tow
Feeling that nice hard decision I made
All those years ago
I’d’ve made you a miserable husband
You’d’ve made me a miserable wife.
Please scaqn your damn item
Please shove it in a bag
And get on with the rest of your life
Yeah I really do think I loved you.
And maybe I will til I die
Bye & Bye
Bye & Bye
You don’t ask why
you just say I’m sorry, it happened,
goodbye
Track Name: I'm Too Old To Feel That Way Now
I’m Too Old to Feel That Way Right Now

You still got what it takes to turn my head
I guess my heart was only playing dead
I’d like to reach across the years and make it up somehow
But I’m too old to feel that way right now

My heart has know its share of ups and downs
So heavy it gets hard to haul around
Your face is all it takes to wake it up somehow
But I’m too old to feel that way right now

The touch of your hand leaves me inspired
But I’m set in my ways and kinda tired
I suppose if we tried we could shake it up somehow
But I’m too old to feel that way right now

The past is the past, it’s dead and gone
All anyone can do is carry on
I suppose if we tried we could shake it up somehow
But I’m too old to feel that way right now
Track Name: On & Off The Wagon
On & Off the Wagon

I’m on and off the wagon. I go from day to day.
On and off the wagon. I live my life that way.
Sometimes I like the wagon. Sometimes I like to walk.
On and off the wagon. And I’ve had me a ball.

I’ve learned to know my limits. I’ve learned to pass them by.
I’ve learned to make my wife moan. I’ve learned how to make her cry.
Sometimes I like the window. Sometimes I like the aisle.
On and off the wagon. I’ve been this way a while.

I’m smart as a whip. I’m dumb as wood!
I’d sleep with the angels, if I only could!

But that’s not going to happen. Not a guy like me.
On and off the wagon. All locked in to being free.
Sometimes I like the wagon. Sometimes I like the street.
On and off the wagon. On and off my feet.
On and off the wagon. On and off my feet.
Track Name: 90 Miles An Hour Down A Dead-End Street
90 Miles An Hour Down A Dead-End Street

I went to Indy in the rain
To a club that wasn’t ever gonna have me again
I had Chianti in the seat
90 miles an hour down a dead-end street

I was lonely. I was tired,
I work for myself and I still get fired
I came from Cleveland, with a heart of ****
Stung, pummeled, kicked and a bit

I love the Lord or at least I try
Where in the hell will I go when I die
I like to the Stones I like dogs
I like late-night drunken dialogues

I went to Indy in the rain
To a club that wasn’t ever gonna have me again
I had Chianti in the seat
90 miles an hour down a dead-end street

I turn my travels into rhyme
Life takes up a whole lotta my time
I still like bootie on the street I see
But I’m not as horny as I used to be

And thank God for that it’s a pain in the ****
Waiting for pangs of conscience to pass
Now I just drink except when I don’t
You’re either gonna get a good show or you won’t



The highway was alive with a dangerous man
Acting as foolish as he possibly can
I drove on to Indy to play me a show
Or maybe just play half a show and then go

Drove on away with my wine and my weed
Thinking a spanking is what I need
Found me a hotel and get off of the road
Got into bed and felt kinda cold

I didn’t get busted, nobody died
Got another tomorrow to show a new side
Throw out the bad and keep all the good
Right now I don’t even know if I could

All of my blessings and all of my gifts
Teetering on the edge of a cliff
Drinking and driving all day long
Dancing with the devil, looking for songs

I’ve done everything I could to kill myself
And take other people with me
By all rights I should be in prison
The Lord is my shepherd but Lord how I want

I went to Indy in the rain
To a club that wasn’t gonna have me again
I had Chianti in the seat
90 miles an hour down a dead-end street
Track Name: Guilty Snake Blues
Guilty Snake Blues
(Tommy Womack)

Politics bore me, let’s not bring it up at all
Politics bore me, let’s not bring it up at all
You’re either preaching to the choir, or talking to the wall

I’m gonna find me a meeting and I’m not gonna share
I’m gonna find me a meeting and I’m not gonna share
For once in my life just wanna be some guy sittin’ there

I got a guilty snake, coiled around my brain
I got a guilty snake, coiled around my brain
It’s gonna die of malnutrition or it’s gonna drive me insane

Could be one of so many one-too-manys I’ve had
Could be one of so many one-too-manys I’ve had
Could be a girl in Mississippi who’d be happy to hear I feel bad

I’ve been on the road a long and lonely time
I’ve been on the road a long and lonely time
It’s been both a downward spiral and an uphill climb

If you don’t mind me saying, there’s a serpent in your tree
If you don’t mind me saying, there’s a serpent in your tree
That forbidden fruit you’re holding is sorely tempting me

If it wasn’t screwed on I’d’ve long ago lost my head
If it wasn’t screwed on I’d’ve long ago lost my head
Somedays I’m just amazed I find my way out of bed




I said what I said, it was wrong, or was taken wrong, and now it’s all this
I said what I said, it was wrong, or was taken wrong, and now it’s all this
I’m out on New Year’s Eve, with no one to kiss

You can hide inside the sadness, hide behind the shame
You can hide inside the sadness, hide behind the shame
Every time you masturbate God kills a kitten and a mark goes by your name

You can pray for mercy, for your fellow man to be kind
You can pray for mercy, for your fellow man to be kind
You can pray for anything, but don’t expect God to change his mind
Track Name: Pot Head Blues
Pothead Blues
(Womack)

I never had to play so stoned
It hurts to regret it so I don’t
I exercised my right to choose
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues

Used to think a lot when I would run
Now I don’t do much of either one
I’ve paid a lot of sober peoples’ dues
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues

Nobody ever made me do it
No time to turn around, you blew it, get to it
Lay it down, you got nothing to lose
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues
Pothead blues
Track Name: I Love You To Pieces
Pothead Blues
(Womack)

I never had to play so stoned
It hurts to regret it so I don’t
I exercised my right to choose
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues

Used to think a lot when I would run
Now I don’t do much of either one
I’ve paid a lot of sober peoples’ dues
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues

Nobody ever made me do it
No time to turn around, you blew it, get to it
Lay it down, you got nothing to lose
Pothead blues
12-year-old shoes
Furniture that’s used
Staring at the news
Pothead blues
Pothead blues
Track Name: Wishes Do Come True
WISHES DO COME TRUE
(Tommy Womack, Irene Kelley)

Got through the night – here comes the mornin’
I prayed for rain and – now it won’t stop pourin’
I wanted answers – and time for healing
I never bargained – for all I’m feeling

Now if the universe could send a little less
I’ve been outdone, I’m overblessed
All I ever wanted was to fall in love with you
Funny how wishes do come true

All though the day – you used to want me
You used to need me – now you just haunt me
I sold my soul for – one night of your touch
I could I know when – too much was too much

Now if the universe could send a little less
I’ve been outdone, I’m overblessed
All I ever wanted was to fall in love with you
Funny how wishes do come true

Got through the night – here comes the mornin’
I prayed for rain and – now it won’t stop pourin’
Track Name: Over The Hill
Over the Hill
(Tommy Womack)

Over the hill, over the hill
Believing I’m flying out over the hill
Ragged of bone, weak and alone
Too dang stoned to pick up the phone
A song of my youth, is hogging my booth
Short on the sides and long in the tooth
In love, with you, my love

Feeling the pinch, shrinking an inch
Totin’ that barge and slingin’ that wrench
Weak in the knees, cuttin’ the cheese
Thinking by now you’d be easy to please
A song of the south, is stuck in my mouth
**** don’t know what she’s talking about
In love, with you, my love

Hoisting a dream, busting a seam
Leaning inside and taking one for the team
Never you mind, taking my time
The dream’s all mine, I ain’t committin’ no crime
Shooting the heights, treatin’ her right
Walking that dog and running the lights
In love, with you, my love
My love
My love
Track Name: Let's Have Another Cigarette
Let’s Have Another Cigarette
(Womack)

1
It’s colder than a witch’s rear – why anybody settled here
My shivering southern bones can’t comprehend
You’re cuter than a droplet of dew – if I was drinking I’d be hitting on you
We were lovers in another life, so let’s be friends

2
Ohio is 65 – them troopers’ll eat you alive
It’s no good place to be without cruise control
I got about a half a tank of gas – I’m a pimple on dylan’s ****
But tonight I’m gonna play some rock and roll

C
Let’s have another cigarette – let’s have another cigarette
Let’s roll another number before I go
Let’s pour a little glass of wine – everything’ll be just fine
We could go at any time, you never know

3
There’s people expecting me – I gotta give ‘em something to see
You can’t show up in town with nothing at all
I could be like Richard pryor – set myself on fire
Or just be obsequious, purple, skinny and small

4
Now let’s get back to you – you’re darn worth getting back to
We have this moment here right now today
You’re cuter than a bucket of dew – I got tube socks older than you
And that road is calling, calling me away

LEAD OVER CHORUS MELODY

5
I’m a shaggy dog troubadour – it’s all I ever hankered for
You somedays you’re up, somedays you’re down
I got another good night of songs – some are short and some are too damn long
And then watch my taillights fading out of town

C2
But let’s have another cigarette – let’s have another cigarette
Let’s roll another number before I go
But let’s have another cigarette – we haven’t had the last one yet
We could go at any time, you never know
We could go at any time, you never know