Lyrics - Better Than Gold

Better Than Gold (2013)

Furnace Creek Play
California! Play

Call it a Day Play

Better Than Gold

Everything

Apple of Her Eye

Many Lives

Furnace Creek (Play)
(Inspired by a motorcyle ride to Death Valley)
The rain kept coming down
And the hail just would not yield
As we rode from Apple Hill
On down to Bakersfield
Who said that Buck had ever died?
We saw him and all his friends personified

Along the great Sierras
Beneath Josiah's peak
To the basin in the desert
The Timbisha's Furnace Creek

Nothing in that valley's very cold…no sir
Except maybe the trail to Scotty's gold

To all those 49ers
To the miner and his ass
To the legends of Death Valley
To them I raise my glass

Who knows what's real and what is not
It pays to be content with what you've got

When the rain stops pouring down
And the sun begins to glow
We can put the past behind us
And let our fortunes grow

Life is like the desert I swear
Both tragedy and beauty fill the air
Now it's Val Nolan I am thinking of
And the "victims of the elements" of love

© 2011 Brad Rosaschi

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California! (Play)
(I love this place!)
It won't get better than this my friends
A most fortuitous circumstance
It's all...good
The golden state is a state of mind
The finest women you'll ever find
It's all...nice

Oooooh California

A redwood tree and a mission bell
Vineyards laden with zinfandel
It's all...right

A cool blue sea and a mountainside
A hiking trail and a coaster ride
It's all...cool

Oooooh California

(Inst.)

It won't get better than this my friends
A celebration that never ends
It's all...good

© 2011 Brad Rosaschi

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Call It a Day (Play)
(Inspired by real life)
Here we go so hold on tight
Here we go
Another angry lovers’ fight
...I don’t know
I don’t know why this love must be so tragic
Why can’t we just relax and celebrate the magic
And shut up, make love, and call it a day
And be okay

I feel your cold front moving in
...again
Is it a tropical depression this time
or a category ten?

This kind of storm seams so unseasonable
I hope you don’t think I’m being unreasonable
When I say let’s shut up, make love, and call it a day
And be okay

I’d be alone and lonely too
If not for you
And in the early morning rain someday
You might be lonely too

But if you choose to turn me out instead
Even if those dreams are only in your head
Well just remember what Bob Dylan said
He said “Don’t think twice, it’s all right”

So let’s shut up, make love, and call it a day
And be okay

© 2008 Brad Rosaschi

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Better Than Gold (Play)
(Inspired by Carl & Cathy's wedding in Coloma...for real)
Goin' to Coloma
There's gonna be a wedding there
It's gonna be a good moon
In a perfect setting
And what's better than gold
When it's sanctioned from within
Written in the stars
And it's carried by the wind?

They're gonna make it count now
'Cause timing is upon 'em
The leaves are turning colors
As they do in Autumn

And what's better than gold
When it's sanctioned from within
Written in the stars
And it's carried by the wind?

With a horse and carriage
They're traveling by moonlight
They're driving off to Heaven
They're gonna start a new life

And what's better than gold
When it's sanctioned from within
Written in the stars
And it's carried by the wind?

© 2001 Brad Rosaschi

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Everything (Play)
(The stuff of dreams)
Well if I could have everything
I'd have it all just right
Like blue skies and sunshine every day
And a full moon every night

I want a house in the mountains
With glorious views
Where I can go fishin'
Anytime I choose

Fishin' ... Anytime at all

Well if I could have everything
I'd have it all just right
Like makin' love in the morning
And some afternoon delight

I want a girl with equity
With a radiant mind
Who knows how to smile when the going gets rough
Beause she's radically kind

That's right ... A girl with equity ... Radically kind

Well if I could have everything
I'd have it all just right
A yacht in the harbor
A European flight

Then we could go sailing
Or fly around the world
Then come back home to that house in the mountains
Me and my sweet girl

And go fishin'

You know you can't have everything
No, you can't have everything
You know you can't have everything
No, you can't have everything
But if I could have just one thing...
I'd take the girl...everytime

© 2005 Brad Rosaschi

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Apple of Her Eye (Play)
(A message to my two then unborn grandsons)

This is for you, boy
The apple of her eye
You're really gonna love her
You won't even need to try
Welcome to the world, son
That's waiting here for you
So many things to see here
So many things to do

(sounds of children playing)

The something I should tell you
Is that I love her too
I love her in the same way
The same way she loves you

So treat her with respect and
Be her little guy
One day you'll be a good man
The apple of her eye

This is for you, boy
The apple of her eye
This is for her too
The apple of my eye

© 2011 Brad Rosaschi

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Many Lives (Play)
(A skeptical look at reincarnation)

If you could have been a crocodile
Then you could have been a bee
Or you could have been a three-toed sloth
Climbing in a tree
If you could have been a predator
Then you could have been the prey
Hunting in the nighttime
Or hiding in the day

You could have been an idiot
A jester for the king
You could have been a pundit
In some social ring

You could have been royalty
Or you could have been a knave
You could have been a leper
Dying in a cave

Many husbands, many wives?
Many masters, many lives?

You could have been a hangman
Just doing your job
You could have been a criminal
Running from a mob

If you could have been the lawman
Then you could have been the thief
You could have been a warrior
Or you could have been the chief

Many husbands, many wives?
Many masters, many lives?

If you could have been an elephant
Then you could have been a bee
I could have been you
And you could have been me
...see?

© 20013 Brad Rosaschi

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