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  1. Overtime

From the recording Overtime (2013)

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Lyrics

Don’t feel much like leaving you don’t want me to go
But all your Tamarack’s are needling your beauty in this snow
And I’ll see you soon at Christmas a happy holiday
Oh how you gonna miss me if I won’t go away
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

Drinkin’ doubles on the rock I washed up on the shore
They shoved me off the dock for a show in Labrador
I’m sitting in this province down the corridor
I made it into Montreal to play the Yellow Door
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

I know sometimes you love me sometimes you love me not
Trying to keep my cool but baby you’re so hot
I’ll see you soon at Christmas I love that holiday
Oh how you gonna miss me if I won’t go away
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

Well I know I’m late in calling babe I was caught out in the rain
Stuck behind a bus I was waiting for a train
I’m riding on this rocket down at Bloor and Jane
I got one more show to go now and I’ll be home again
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

Cash and Silverstein were close but it’s not really true
I think life is easy for a town named Soo
Take a Batchewana sauna catch a rainbow in the falls
I’m heading across the ditch I’m playing nine hold my calls
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

I know sometimes you love me sometimes you love me not
I’m trying to keep my cool but baby you’re so hot
I’ll see you soon at Christmas I love that holiday
Oh how you gonna miss me if I won’t go away
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

I gave a pint of blood in Winnipeg Regina shut me out
So I headed west to figure out what four strong winds was all about
In Pincher Creek Alberta I was higher than a kite
And I wound up at a round up with cowboy poets that same night
I’m overtime I’m in demand give me a sign I’ll be your man

Oh from the Rockies up to Yellowknife then back among the trees
I met some dodgers driving Westy’s eating Vietnamese
Then down among the island where some hippies got me stoned
I can see Japan from my front door I’m pale’n coming home
I’m triple time I’m out of tune give me a sign baby I’ll be over the moon

I don’t feel much like leaving you don’t want me to go
But all your evergreens are needling your beauty in this snow
And I’ll see you soon at Christmas a happy holiday
Oh how you gonna miss me if I won’t go away