House of Mud

by Kelly Pardekooper

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    Recorded at Jimmy Buffet's Shrimpboat Sound studio and produced with guitar slinger Teddy Morgan. Featuring a duet with Bo Ramsey that was used as theme music on HBO's True Blood television show.

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    Produced by Teddy Morgan and Kelly Pardekooper, House of Mud marks the creative and touring collaboration of these two artists. Recorded by day while playing at night as the weekly house band at Margaritaville in Key West, Florida. Jimmy Buffet’s Shrimpboat Sound Studio hosted the recording sessions September 7–10, 2001. Musically diverse, the album travels through rock, pop, raw blues and naked folk. Teddy Morgan and Bo Ramsey cook on all things stringed while backbeat all-stars Atom Robinson and Matt Winegardner hold these Pardekooper originals together.

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released May 24, 2003

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Kelly Pardekooper Indianapolis, Indiana

My songs/voice are on your TV and in film sometimes (True Blood, Justified, Sons of Anarchy etc.) Rock Americana Singer/Songwriter. Eight albums with lots of US and Europe touring in the rear-view. Put down roots in Indy after stints in Iowa City, East Nashville, Madison and Los Angeles. I keep song-plugging away and try to treat people well! ... more

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Track Name: House of Mud
I love my house made of mud
I love my house made of mud
It’s not fit for children and it’s not fit for a wife
I love my house made of mud

Don’t want no one weeping when I’m gone
Don’t want no one weeping when I’m gone
Cause I’ve had me some high times, man I had my fun
Don’t want no one weeping when I’m gone

Won’t someone please take my poor dog
Won’t someone please take my poor dog
He stays awful quiet and he does not eat too much
Won’t someone please take my poor dog

Think I’ll go die in my house of mud
Think I’ll go die in my house of mud
Cause lately I’ve been dreaming, and I do believe it’s time
Think I’ll go die in my house of mud
Track Name: Drown in Alcohol
You stumble right into the beat
Leave us there shuffling our feet
Staring down at the floor
You got no claim at all
None that you’d recall
Drown in alcohol

Move it over, to some other part of the mind
I’ll try

Living on the outside in
It’s a helluva way begin
Leaning hard on new friends
But you got no claim at all
Not that you’d recall
Drown in alcohol

It’s all over, you can’t hold her anymore
Where’s the door?

So stumble right into the street
Scrape those bended knees
Tell me I’m a tease
But you got no claim at all
None that you’d recall
Drown in alcohol
Track Name: Hayseed Girl
Hayseed girl, a country queen of the likes you’ve never seen
Hayseed girl, kissin’ cousins, you gotta love ‘em
She’ll tear your heart to pieces, and leave you crying on the ground

She’ll take you down, to the river, and lay you down on sheets of linen
You won’t shower, she won’t care, she lets the ribbons fall down from her hair
Then tears your heart to pieces, and leaves you crying on the ground
Track Name: Tell Me Quickly
Tell me quickly, tell me now
I’ve seen your face but I don’t know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old

Take my hand child, don’t be afraid
Cause I done seen those mines you’ve laid
And I’ll just walk right over them
Jump around, come back again

Cause all I really need is those little bees
To pollinate my little trees
That come up to my daughter’s knees
She falls down laughin with the glee
That only children understand
When mud’s been oozin through their hands
And bugs become their only friends
Watch them all come back again

It’s no mystery I go insane
When that girl walks through the flame
Like she’s done a million times
She comes right back for another try
Take it off, strip it down
Like buffalos lying on the ground
They never run and they never hide
They make you feel like crap inside

So tell me quickly, tell me now
I’ve seen your face, I don’t know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old
Take it off and lie it down
Leave them clothes there on the ground
Take my bones and take ‘em home
I don’t think I’ll go alone
Track Name: Highway Home
Jesus can you hear me, I’ve been calling for some time
Sittin’ with this Bible, stealing some rhymes
Are my eyes so cloudy that I cannot see
That you only come in whispers of sacred harmony
And then you turn away from me, as if I should of known
That prayin’ by the bedside’s not the same once you’re grown
And momma always told me stay away from them river girls
Who’d take you in the woods at night and teach you of the world
She was barely seventeen when I came falling out
And the holy Martin left us that day filling her with doubt

I can’t find a highway home
And I never want to be that alone
I’m not that alone….

We might have been better left as fish muck in the drink
But your holy course in miracles tapped our missing link
So now we walk around all day these thoughts they’re in our heads
And I can’t even tell my niece what happens when we’re dead
But I’d sure like to see my grandpa once or twice again
And if you could arrange that I think we could be friends

I can’t find a highway home
And I never want to be that alone
I’m not that alone….

I know that I burn too hot, I can feel it killing me
But when it all comes pouring out it’s as if I could be free
Are you really listening and could you turn it off?
Cause I feel too connected like a sow at the trough
Jesus can you hear me, I’ve been calling for some time
Sitting with this Bible, her little hand in mine
She is just so tiny it makes my poor heart break
And you know I’m a doubter with sins I can’t forsake
But I got no one left to ask, and there’s no one here but me
So if you’d take her away tonight I’d get down on my knees

Try to find her highway home
Cause she never ought be that alone
Not that alone…
Not that alone.
Track Name: Can't Go There
She’s Daddy’s little princess, she ain’t got no fear at all
Ain’t no trouble she can’t handle with a credit card call
But she don’t even know it, ‘cause she ain’t from the dirt
Most folks only notice that little yellow skirt
Well I’ll see her when she’s dancing, she’ll come gliding across the room
Sidles up beside me, smelling of perfume
She says she lost her ride and could I take her somewhere
Invites me inside, but I can’t go there

It ain’t no good at home, so go on out and get it
You’re out most every night now, come on just admit it
She’s sittin’ there like fruit that’s been ripened on the vine
And she’s watchin’ you get weaker almost every single time
Thinking you might have something she could really need
Something more than sensual that she ain’t ever seen
So when she comes a callin’, you best get right down those stairs
Come on off of that high horse, don’t tell me you can’t go there

What about those promises I made when I was young
I don’t aspire to do the things that my Daddy might have done
And is that the attraction, do I remind you of your pa?
And you just gotta see those things your momma might of saw
I’ll see you when you shimmy, when you come sliding across the room
And throw your arms around me a little bit too soon
Thinking that tonight I might take you off somewhere
Invite me deep inside but I can’t go there

Hell’s not just for sinners, no it’s right here for those saints
Who can walk around avoiding all those lives that they could taint
And don’t think I’m not humbled that you’d want a man like me
But I’m still working on the sins of a youth that follows me
I’ll see you on the dance floor when that look comes to your eye
You’re the type of appetite I could never satisfy
So you can keep on calling, though it won’t go anywhere
I know that you’ll beckon me, but I can’t go there
Track Name: Tiny Angel
You won’t tell me when we’re going, you won’t tell me when we’re
there
And you never stop to take a breath, Lord knows it’s only air
You go down sweet Virginia into that darkness that I know
That’s why we’re always together when they shoo us out the door
Of some bar where we’ll find shelter from those stars there as they
blink
With the sidewalk rolling round and round as we walk up to the brink
Of that trouble you know it’s coming ‘cause this town knows that’s in
store
And if I had an ounce of sense I suppose I’d walk right out the door
But I watch her as she stumbles through the headlights and the glass
And I see a tiny angel that used to pray with me at Mass
Didn’t know then that she’d be running from the hard light of the sun
That she’d never find the comfort of those mornings when we were young
So go on down now sweet Virginia with your silly drunken stare
I’ll be here come closing time, you know I’m always there
To try and round up all those pieces maybe keep them in one place
Hold you through those nightmares and the changes on your face
But I’m always gone come morning when you’re lying on the mend
‘Cause you’ll be up come sundown to do it all again
Track Name: Hell's Kitchen
Well I see you on the bleachers there you’re wonderin’ if you should
Cause you spent your lifetime thinkin’, you were always up to good
But now your days are older and you start to have some doubts
Cause you’ve seen them walkin’ in, but there ain’t no one gettin’ out

If you come to Hell’s kitchen you won’t need to make a fuss
Cause there’s always work for hire, lots of tables here to bus
Like that shady politician who’s made lifetimes of despair
Now he sits there in the corner losing all his hair
Or the woman at the side booth she ain’t got no mouth at all
Cause she spent her days a lyin’ till her final curtain call
If you come to Hell’s kitchen you won’t really need a name
Cause the waitress won’t take credit but you’ll ask her just the same

So stay there on your bleachers keep on wonderin’ if you should
It’s alright to spend your lifetimes thinkin’ you were only good
And so your days get longer and you start to have some doubts
Cause you’ve seen them walkin’ in but there ain’t no one gettin’ out

If you come to Hell’s kitchen you won’t need to make a fuss
Cause there’s always work for hire lots of tables here to bus
Like the man there on the floor, well he’s been cheatin’ all his life
Now the only thing he sees is the women he called wife
Or the boy that sits there between us smoking gun still in his hand
Well he took his momma’s life, he said she’d never understand
If you come to Hell’s kitchen you won’t really need a name
Cause the waitress won’t take credit but you’ll ask her just the same.
Track Name: Pray for Rain
I know a man, his name is John
He works hard and he works long
Gets up early every day
Tends the cattle and he hauls the hay
Goes to church most every Sunday
In the same pughs where his Daddy prayed
He gets down on his knees
And Lord he prays, Lord he prays
He prays for rain

Cause it’s been dry, most every day
Of this long summer, and Lord there’s been pain
All through this valley and on our plain
His wife is angry cause the bills aren’t paid
So he walk down to his dried out river bed
And Lord he prays, Lord he prays
He prays for rain