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Right Now

by Reagan Boggs

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1.
Ready to Run 04:00
Foot falls heavy on the driveway Creaking boards in the floor Staggers to her bedroom And he closes the door Ready to run, Ready to run Little brother tugs my sleeve Use my hand to cover his mouth Neither of us dares to breathe As we sit and wait it out Ready to run, Ready to run In a bed that was made for dreams Listen for Mama’s screams Hiding under blankets In our t-shirts and jeans Ready to run, Ready to run Blood on her face From the cuts in her head Between me and the devil I wish he was dead Don’t call the law Go call your grandpa He’ll know what to do Ready to run, Ready to run Outside cover under pine trees The light eaves the windows Wait for him to fall asleep So we can grab our school books and clothes Ready to run, Ready to run Sneak to the car drift out of the drive With no headlights burnin’ Pray this time it is for keeps And he won’t come get us in the mornin’ Ready to run, Ready to run Blood on her face From the cuts in her head Just between me and the devil I wish he was dead Don’t call the law Go call your grandpa He’ll know what to do Ready to run, Ready to run
2.
The sky was black as a coal mine Pouring down the rain I was not quite a man Just barely sixteen Dead broke, hungry, and starting to shiver Made my way across Pine Mountain To south side of Pound River I asked around and found Work down at a widow's place Nancy was her daughter And I fell for her pretty little face Sick with fear and worry hardness in her eye Her mama said I’d have to go But aimed I’d have that girl or die We ran away and it wasn’t long Until the babies came Made moonshine for a living And all the revenuers knew my name Nan prayed the Lord would tug on my heart If I’d have been as good as she was We’d have been a lot better off The judge said you’re a mean and troubled man You’ll be sent to death for the blood You’ve shed here in the Cumberlands My name is Clifton Branham My legacy will be . . . . known as The last man to hang in Wise County The last man to hang in Wise County Rant Smallwood killed Clell Adams For cash and a Smith & Wesson Was bragging Francisco was next So I had to teach him a lesson I headed down to Dorton with murder on my mind We were just going about talking Made sure to stay close behind The night before he said he had dreamed About fighting a big ole snake And there was an awful feeling That he that he just couldn’t shake Rant said come now Clifton Why don’t you walk up to my side For I believe you want to kill me I didn’t, but I sure tried Things got a little better But soon took a turn The cold body of Henry Vanover Was found so I came to learn I took off to Tom’s Creek when they Blamed me for that crime They caught up with me later Sentenced me for the rest of my life After fourteen years of no misbehaving Kentucky let me go I set off for my family I was thinking about going home But Nancy wasn’t that dear sweet woman I knew to be my wife If she hadn’t accused me of daughter She still might be alive So I’m writing down my story I’m running out of time I’ll be moved from this jail To the scaffold nearby The wagon will be coming To carry my coffin away You folks had better watch me close Cause I’ll rise up on the third day The judge said you’re a mean and troubled man You’ll be sent to death for the blood You’ve shed here in the Cumberlands My name is Clifton Branham My legacy will be . . . . known as The last man to hang in Wise County The last man to hang in Wise County
3.
Right Now 03:16
Right now I’m tired of waiting Right now I’ve got things in my head What was my imagination Are now memories instead I know you’ve got those too But I can’t forget them for you right now Right now there were three days Right now there was a look on your face A side of you that’s as real As the feelings you try to hide I saw a glimpse in that time And I’m ready to live it for life Right now Right now I’ve got a free flight to Denver Right now I’d like to make you remember Why you still want me around I could be laid over in Charlotte Or hung over in Houston Either way I have to see you again Right now Right now we’ve learned too much From those days on the Potomac We found something special there And baby I want it Right now I’ve got a free flight to Denver Right now I’d like to make you remember Why you still want me around I could be laid over in Charlotte Or hung over in Houston Either way I have to see you again Right now
4.
It's hard to restart when You’ve come to a halt Step-by-step this road I’ve walked Wondering if it’s all my fault Put a new smile on an old face It may not be the best But it’s the easiest way Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around I might be better off If I just stayed in bed Re-living nightmares in my head Choosing to keep my eyes closed Stay in the comfort of sleep Til I can shake this lull that’s Come over me Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around It’s not over just starting over Can’t get stuck in the shadows Where I can’t see Looking for a chance to change Something with no meaning Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around Maybe I haven’t failed Just found all the ways to get it wrong So odds say I’m due to get it right before too long Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around Hope is the only truth I’ve found Hope to do better the next time around
5.
West End 04:14
There’s a gas station/convenient mart Running a sale on Coors Light beer A shabby ma & pa car lot Advertising buy here pay here In the strip mall on the corner There’s only Ace pawn shop and video store Get your “Title Loans” up the way Or cash advance on your next pay In a winter coat and baggy brown pants And old man walks up the street Garbage bag over his shoulder He must be boiling in this July heat And old cap sets above weary eyes Scrounges change for order of fries Looks for a place to get in the shade To sip on a small cup of lemonade Here on the west end Not much worth saving anymore Here on the west end Just a ghost of what was before Left like a used-up lover For a pretty new girlfriend Here on the west end A young girl with greasy brown hair pulled back Leans in to a red Corvette Out behind the laundry mat In her short shirt and cut off sweats Showing a pale doe boy belly And a tattoo on her lower back She takes something from the driver’s hand Opens the door and climbs in Here on the west end Not much worth saving anymore Here on the west end Just a ghost of what was before Left like a used-up lover For a pretty new girlfriend Here on the west end
6.
Sitting there next to me No words are necessary Saying things with your eyes Press your leg against my thigh Lips close enough to kiss my neck I pull away and catch my breath Make sure the message is clear You lean over and whisper in my ear You wanna savor the salt of my skin kiss me over and over again Excite me with your touch Goose bumps and give me a rush Bring to life a dream Make me laugh-make me scream Feel things I can’t hide Wake every morning by my right side You say you want me Oooohhhh You say you want me Meet you later on the street Alone in the darkness noone can see Your arms around my waist Instills hope restores my faith Light touch against my skin Just a promise no actual sin In a soft voice only I can hear You bend down and whisper in my ear You wanna savor the salt of my skin Kiss me over and over again Excite me with your touch Goose bumps and give me a rush Bring to life a dream Make me laugh-make me scream Feel things I can’t hide Wake every morning by my right side You say you want me Oooohhhh You say you want me You say you want me all the time Where you are And where you go You want me all the time With me you wanna grow Bring to life a dream Make me laugh-make me scream Feel things I can’t hide Wake every morning by my right side You say you want me Oooohhhh You say you want me
7.
Her name was Autumn After her daddy’s favorite season When the leaves turn from red to brown Over 20 of those have passed Since she moved back to this town She sat staring out the glass Tired of her melancholy ways Which seems to be a little harder to hide these days Over her shoulder she studies his figure Stretched across the bed He carries a few extra pounds now But is still a handsome man He’s never cheated on her Is dependable most of the time With the same big devotion And small ambition She shouldn’t be this lonely She shouldn’t feel this lost She could give it up tomorrow But who would pay the cost Everything is true But nothing is real She dusts the plastic flowers Sitting on the window sill She wonders if she’s silly Is more really necessary She’s no young school girl Wishing for a chance Of life out of some storybook romance But she would like to feel, she would like to ache Have passion and surprises Not just the emptiness that agonizes She shouldn’t be this lonely She shouldn’t feel this lost She could give it up tomorrow But who would pay the cost Everything is true But nothing is real She dusts the plastic flowers Sitting on the window sill
8.
Don’t try to change faces To get in my good graces I see you for what you are A foolish dreamer That’s your big appeal But you can’t tell the dream from what is real I’m always “guarded” A little cold-hearted But I had so much faith in you Lies thrown on the table You beg to retract But once you spit them out You can’t bite them back So I ask, would the defendant stand You’re guilty You’re a lying bastard and not a man I see no remorse there’s no second thoughts Just polite sadness only because you were caught A sentence for one so skilled in the art Is that your life becomes as Empty as your heart Go from blind rage to an aching pain Replay those words again again A filthy taste that’s left by the truth But I can see so clearly I could stare a hole right through you So I ask, would the defendant stand You’re guilty You’re a lying bastard and not a man I see no remorse there’s no second thoughts Just polite sadness only because you were caught A sentence for one so skilled in the art Is that your life becomes as Empty as your heart So I ask, would the defendant stand You’re guilty You’re a lying bastard and not a man I see no remorse there’s no second thoughts Just polite sadness only because you were caught A sentence for one so skilled in the art Is that your life becomes as Empty as your heart
9.
The Graves 03:43
Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let them move the graves There’ll be no rest tonight She haunts me in my dreams When I close my eyes When I close my eyes I can hear her worried voice saying Don’t let em Don’t let em move the graves Now Mom refused to sell our land Said she never would When they bought the farms all around her She held out as long as she could When the men came to her house To pressure her once more She wouldn’t sign the papers Until they had swore Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let them move the graves There’ll be no rest tonight She haunts me in my dreams When I close my eyes When I close my eyes I can hear her worried voice saying Don’t let em Don’t let em move the graves The top soil is turned under The trees are all bulldozed The hills are gone with my childhood home They’ve stripped all the coal There are only dying flowers And a veteran’s flag waving Stuck in the dirt above Those who are still there lying Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let them move the graves There’ll be no rest tonight She haunts me in my dreams When I close my eyes When I close my eyes I can hear her worried voice saying Don’t let em Don’t let em move the graves My family was poor farmers Worked this land for a hundred years And buried in that ground Is their blood sweat and tears Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let them move the graves There’ll be no rest tonight She haunts me in my dreams When I close my eyes When I close my eyes I can hear her worried voice saying Don’t let em Don’t let em move the graves Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let them move the graves Don’t let em Don’t let em move the graves
10.
I’m beginning to wonder Is “yes” or “no” in your vocabulary Were those words left out of your dictionary You’re good at side-stepping Answer questions with questions What do you really want? Why does everything concerning me Need to be Such a mystery You go from hot to cold Passionate to indifferent From loving to hating All in the same minute I try to guess the answers to your riddles But you just keep sending me Mixed signals You keep sending me Mixed signals We become a little closer Then you always find a reason to push me away I Need an umbrella on your sunshiny day How quickly the clouds come Lightning strikes and down pours the rain How do you really feel How can it be so easy To turn it on And right back off again You go from hot to cold Passionate to indifferent From loving to hating All in the same minute I try to guess the answers to your riddles But you just keep sending me Mixed signals You keep sending me Mixed signals Where to go from here Will I ever really know - Probably never Guess we’ll just have to leave it at “whatever” You go from hot to cold Passionate to indifferent From loving to hating All in the same minute I try to guess the answers to your riddles But you just keep sending me Mixed signals You keep sending me Mixed signals You keep sending me Mixed signals
11.
Forgot to set the alarm intentionally 11 o’clock rolls around Go downstairs to make myself some coffee The house is heavenly quiet I need to clean this place is a wreck But I’ll probably watch Andy Griffith reruns instead I started out this weekend With a great bottle of wine Put Friday fast behind me No thoughts of early deadlines Maybe I’ll sit here in the old pjs Might not even comb my hair It’s my day I don’t really care Sometimes I just long for the days Of hot wings and porch swings Itsy Bitsy Spider with my sister’s baby girl Nothing to trouble my mind Just idle time staring up at the sky Daydreaming . . . lazy evenings Catching up on doing nothing Maybe I’ll curl up on that big ole couch Under a warm blanket or two Grab a good book from my old stash And read it all the way thorugh Probably shouldn’t stay in here forever Sun is shining think I’ll go outside and Enjoy the beautiful weather Sometimes I just long for the days Of hot wings and porch swings Itsy Bitsy Spider with my sister’s baby girl Nothing to trouble my mind Just idle time staring up at the sky Daydreaming . . . lazy evenings Catching up on doing nothing
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After landing her 2006 release, Never Looking Behind, onto Americana Highway’s top 30 albums of the year list, Reagan Boggs delivers Right Now. The songwriter hails from a coal mining community in Southwest Virginia. With roots still firmly planted in those hills, she tells the story of “Clifton Branham,” Appalachian bad man via his own memoirs, and details a woman’s nightmare of strip-miners disrupting the resting dead after a pressured sale of her family’s land in “The Graves.” She pours out her heart through the eyes, ears, and fears of two young children living daily in an abusive home in “Ready to Run;” and again through the reflections of a middle-aged wife who struggles to find happiness in a comfortable, yet empty marriage in “Plastic Flowers.” Right Now is a collection of songs dealing with the light and darkness of everyday reality, composed in descriptive detail, and sung with the depth and emotion that is Reagan Boggs.

"Reagan Boggs is a fantastic songwriter, and powerful singer. 'The Graves' (track 9) is brilliant, edgy Americana and 'Mixed Signals' (track 10) sounds like the Ronstadt repertoire from 1973. This disc may be your most pleasant discovery of the year!"
- Rob Reinhart - Acoustic Café

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released August 15, 2007

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