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The Tropics Of Tennessee

(Written by Steve Hopper)

I live in the tropics, the tropics of Tennessee
I got my own little island down here
off the coast of Kentucky
Well I bet you think I've lost my mind
but from my hammock here I'm doing fine
it's the perfect place for me
The tropics of Tennessee

Palm trees swaying in the breeze
All around my house
A two bedroom bungalow
And it's a strange site no doubt
Cause people when their passing by
Take a double take they can't believe their eyes
It's an awesome site to see
The tropics of Tennessee

Around back there's a swimming pool
Right beside a tiki bar
And I'm the leader of a island band
And people come from near and far
Cause there's a party going on every Saturday night
The neighbors are here so they don't mind
It's the only place to be

Well you may think I've lost my mind
Cause my life runs on island time
It's the perfect place for me
In the tropics of Tennessee

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from The Tropics Of Tennessee,
Cut in Sheffield Alabama at the Nutt House Recording Studio
Engineered by Jimmy Nutt
Bass : David Hood
Acoustic Guitar and Electric Guitar : Will McFarlane
Pedal Steel Guitar : Wayne Bridge
Electric Piano : N. C Thurman
Drums : Darrell Holder
Congas : Rob Irons
Steel Pan: Steve Hopper

The Wind And You And Me

(Written by Steve Hopper)

Last night you came to me
In an early morning dream
We were sailing on the ocean
Just the wind and you and me

We were heading for an island
To find a place to hideaway
Spend the day like two lost lovers
Romantic castaways

When we reached our destination
As i took you in my arms
Suddenly the spell was broken
By the sound of my alarm

Then I woke the room was empty
it had only been a dream
And how I long to feel your warm
And soft body next to me

So the reason I'm calling
Is To let you know I'm come home
I think I'm tired of all this running
And I need to feel like I belong

We can slip away tomorrow
Let the sails set us free
Somewhere out on the water
Just the wind and you and me

Just the wind and you and me

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from The Tropics Of Tennessee,
Cut in Sheffield Alabama at the Nutt House Recording Studio
Engineered by Jimmy Nutt
Bass : Bob Wray
Electric Guitar : Berry Bellins
Pedal Steel Guitar : Wayne Bridge
Drums : Justin Holder
Percussion Instruments : Richard Provenico
Acoustic Guitar and Steel Pan : Steve Hopper

Misfit town

(Written by Steve Hopper)

This damned old town is like a big black hole
It draws you in and it swallows you whole
It's void of light and it void of hope
And it's never felt like home
And there's a cold wind blowing down the avenue
And when your alone in the city it cuts you into
But there's a warm breeze blowing down thru the keys
And that's where I'm going to be

'Cause I'm
Getting out of this misfit town
I'm leaving tonight and I won't slow down
Till I'm out of site and I'm out of sound
Of this misfit town

I've got everything I own in my old truck
It's parked outside with tank filled up
With a little bit of hope and a little bit of luck
I'll be gone when the sun comes up
Now the only thing that's going to ease my mind
Is seeing that city limit sign
In my rear view mirror beside that white line
And leaving it far behind

'Cause I'm
Getting out of this misfit town
I'm leaving tonight and I won't slow down
Till I'm out of site and I'm out of sound
Of this misfit town

Some place warmer is bound to be
The cure for what's ailing me

'Cause I'm
Getting out of this misfit town
I'm leaving tonight and I won't slow down
Till I'm out of site and I'm out of sound
Of this misfit town.
'I'm Getting out of this misfit town
I'm leaving tonight and I won't slow down
'Til I'm out of site and I'm out of sound

Of this misfit town

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The Trail Of Broken Hearts

(Written by Steve Hopper)

I walked into the bar I said excuse me if you please
but I'm looking for a woman who just walked out on me
And he was seating at the end with his head down in his drink
but he raised his eyes when I mentioned her name

He said follow the trail of broken hearts
Just follow the others she's left falling apart
She's left a long line you see of guys that look just like you and me
So follow the trail of broken hearts

So I took the stool beside him and u ordered us a round
And we talked about that woman who had let us down
Then he lifted up his glass and said lets drink to you and me
And to that burning memory that just won't let us be

Here's to the trail of broken hearts
Here's to the others she's left falling apart
She's left a long line you see of guys that look just like you and me
So Here's to the trail of broken hearts

And I was just about to leave when a cowboy came up from behind
He was looking for the same one
That I'd come there to find

I said follow the trail of broken hearts
Just follow the others she's left falling apart
She's left a long line you see of guys that look just like you and me
So just follow the trail of broken hearts

just follow the trail of broken hearts

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Letting Go Of The Stern Line

(Written by Steve Hopper)

I was eight years old in the middle of the cove
Tagging along with some older boys
Out to the deep part of the
Harbor

tired of swimming in the shallow end
So my older brother and all his friends
Had all jumped in
to the water

I was the last to go
But still hanging on
To a line
On the back of the boat
Half scared to death
Then I remember how it felt

Letting go of the Stern line
Swimming away from the boat for the first time
Turning loose of the fears inside my mind
Now after all of these years
I've never felt as free
as letting go of the stern line

I turned eighteen young, and green
And I let out for parts unseen
So many things I had to know

My first night away from home
In a hotel room all alone
With the world outside of my window

The traffic was blairing, Sirens screaming
The sounds of the city Closing in on me
And I closed my eyes
And I remembered that first time

Now every now and then life turns on a dime
And when it does I remind myself how it felt that time

Swimming away from the boat for the first time
Turning loose of the fears inside my mind
Now after all of these years
I've never felt as free
as letting go of the stern line

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from The Tropics Of Tennessee,
Cut in Sheffield Alabama at the Nutt House Recording Studio
Engineered by Jimmy Nutt
Bass : Bob Wray
Electric Guitar, and Acoustic Guitar : Berry Bellins
Pedal Steel Guitar : Wayne Bridge
Drums : Justin Holder
Percussion Instruments : Richard Provencio
Steel Pan : Steve Hopper

Bottle This Up

(Written By Steve Hopper)

I've been here all week now the week is all gone
And tomorrow morning I'll be driving back home

As I threw another bottle down I got to looking around, I saw all this sand
That's when I got this plan

I'm gonna bottle this up, and take it back home
I'll pour it all out and I'll have a beach of my own.

Now how about another round
these Landsharks I can't get enough
I'm slammin' 'em down so I can bottle this up.

If I could figure out how to get this lounger in the van, with a few dozen landsharks filled
up with sand, A big bag of assorted shells, some sand dollars and some hermit crabs,
And this big 'ole beach umbrella

Yes, now I think I'm gonna bottle this up and take it back home,
I'll pour it all out and I'll have a beach of my own.

Now how about another round
these Landsharks I can't get enough
I'm slammin' 'em down so I can bottle this up.

I'm gonna bottle this up and take it back home
pour it all out and I'll have a beach of my own
Now how about another round
these Landsharks I can't get enough
I'm slammin' 'em down so I can bottle this up
Now how about another round,
These Landsharks I can't get enough
I'm slammin' 'em down so I can bottle this up.

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from The Tropics Of Tennessee,
Cut in Sheffield Alabama at the Nutt House Recording Studio
Engineered by Jimmy Nutt
Bass : Jamie McFarlane
Acoustic Guitar ,Electric Guitar : Will McFarlane
Pedal Steel Guitar : Wayne Bridge
Drums : Justin Holder
Percussion:Richard Provencio
Ukulele: Steve Hopper

The Island Down Below

(Richard Provencio / Steve Hopper

Hey my friend wake up, come and go with me,
There's a island not too far away that you just got to see.

Come on Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, Hey Joe, come on let's go to the island down below.
Now Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, Hey Joe, come on let's go to the island down below.

In the market square there's a pretty little girl yeah, pretty as she can be
With the wink of a eye she flashes a smile, but she only smiles for me.

Now Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, Hey Joe, come on let's go to the island down below.

Middle of the town, when the sun goes down, the band begins to play
Everybody comes when they hear the drums and the girls begin to sway.

I gotta go, if I've gotta swim, if I gotta catch a boat, I don't care how I gotta get there
Yeah I just got ta go.

Now Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, Hey Joe, come on let's go to the island down below.
Now Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, Now Hey Joe, come on let's go to the island down below.

Hey my friend, wake up, come and go with me
There's a island not too far away that you've just got to see.

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The Lady Waltzing Alone

(Written By Steve Hopper)

In an old dance hall, on a Saturday night, we were playing the old songs they knew
When handed to me on a faded loose leaf a nearly forgotten old tune
Verse and rhyme in three quarter time a melody sweetened by age,
as we started to play , the crowd pulled away and across the floor she came

A lady waltzing alone a prisoner of time and a song,
Whirling and twirling in a world of her own
A lady waltzing alone

When first I had chance I had to ask and the story I'll never forget
about a young bride to be and a sailor on leave and a night a lot like this
Spell bound by their charms in each other’s arms intheir own little world they were lost
and together they swayed till the last song was played that beautiful ,timeless old waltz

Now she's the lady waltzing alone a prisoner of time and a song,
Whirling and twirling in a word of her own
A lady waltzing alone

She's been coming back here some forty odd years trying to relive that night long ago
In her heart she still yearns for her sailors return but in a way he does for one song
With the lady waltzing alone a prisoner of time and a song
Whirling and twirling in a world of her own
A lady waltzing alone

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loving Up A Storm

(Written by Steve Hopper)

I don't believe I've ever heard a more lovely sound
Like the sound of the rain on the roof on its way to the ground
I love to see the electricity light up the sky
And the feel of the thunder shaking me deep inside

Outside the wind is blowing thru the trees
But I ain't worried and I ain't afraid
I'm lying here in paradise
Loving to the sound of the storm outside

Loving up a storm tonight
I'm Holding you so close and tight
i'm Loving up a storm tonight
When I've got you everything's alright
So the wind may blow
The rain may fall
But that won't bother us at all
Inside we're safe and warm
Loving up a storm

I love just laying here with you in my arms
Because I know as long as we're together we can weather the storms
So when life's low black clouds start hanging around
I rush to your arms and nothing's going to bring me down

Outside the wind is blowing thru the trees
But I ain't worried and I ain't afraid
I'm lying here in paradise
Loving to the sound of the storm outside

Loving up a storm tonight
I'm Holding you so close and tight
Loving up a storm tonight
When I've got you everything's all right
So the wind may blow
The rain may fall
But that won't bother us at all
Inside we're safe and warm
Loving up a storm

Outside the wind is blowing thru the trees
But I ain't worried and I ain't afraid
I'm lying here in paradise
Loving to the sound of the storm outside

Loving up a storm

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Leaving Tupelo

(Written by C. Fulmer and S. Hopper)

A picture on mantel I can't get off my mind
In a house filled with memories is all that's left behind
I'm leaving town this morning shy left yesterday
one last look around as I drive away

And now I'm leaving Tupelo the sun is slowly rising
Driving thru the dawn I don't know what's on the horizon
And there's a chill in the air I've never felt so cold
I don't know where I'm going I'm just leaving Tupelo

A sign in the distance is coming in to view
I hear a lonesome freight train somewhere passing thru
The road lies before now nothing left behind
And everything I'm felling is written on that sign

It says I'm leaving Tupelo the sun is slowly rising
Driving thru the dawn I don't know what's on the horizon
And there's a chill in the air I've never felt so cold
I don't know where I'm going I'm just leaving Tupelo

And there's a chill in the air I've never felt so cold
I don't know where I'm going I'm just leaving Tupelo

No I can't say where I'm going I'm just leaving Tupelo

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From the Tropics Of Tennessee,
Cut in Sheffield Alabama at the Nutt House Recording Studio
Engineered by Jimmy Nutt
Bass : Bob Wray
Electric Guitar : Will McFarlane
Acoustic Guitar: Jim Seales
Pedal Steel Guitar : Wayne Bridge
Electric Piano and Hammond Organ: Larry Byrom
Drums : Justin Holder