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IT DON'T GET NO BETTER THAN THIS
(Arleen Nicastro) Printable
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Scrambled eggs and big big biscuits
Coffee in a chipped up cup
Ain't nothin' like the quiet
Just as the sun's comin' up
Best head on out before it gets too high
It can only get a whole lot hotter
I've been dreamin' of a day like this
With the sun shinin' out on the water
half chorus:
It don't get no better
It don't get no better than this
You grab a raft I'll grab an innertube
And race you to the other side
Here come the kids there ain't no time to lose
Nobody's gonna stay dry
A little later on we'll slice some cold watermelon
And have some barbecue baby
Sing songs around the light of a fire
Where I can snuggle up next to you
chorus:
('Cuz) it don't get no better
It don't get no better than this
It don't get no better
(No) it don't get no better than this
solo
bridge:
Days like this never last too long
Before you know they've come and gone
Let's try our best to stretch it out
From the sun up till the sun down
chorus
ad lib
© 1999 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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wrote the music to this song on November 21, 1995.
I tried for years to put lyrics to this song, and finally came up with
the title on March 10, 1999. I always get a pretty strong case of Spring
Fever, but that year I was in LA, hoping to move back to Texas by Memorial
Weekend, and I had a particularly bad case of the fever that Spring. I
wanted to write a feel-good song, and had Jimmy Buffet's COME MONDAY in
mind, so I put myself back in Texas mentally and tried to paint as many
pictures as I could of what I was missing that Spring. The lyrics were
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YOU GOTTA SLEEP SOMETIME
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(Arleen Nicastro)
This used to be a nice place
Maybe you could tell me what a nice place like this
Is doin' with a boy like you in it
We used to have a good thing
Until that good thing
Turned into a bad bad thing
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You stole my heart (and) then you lied to me
I caught you lookin' (around) when we both agreed we wouldn't be
Well you killed everything we had
When you went and did your bad bad thing
Now you may be big
And you may be wise
But you gotta sleep sometime
I never said I was perfect
But whatever I do I try my best to steer clear
Of any commandments
But you've been breakin' them one by one
Now I've run all out of cheeks to turn
It's too bad for you that God blessed me with a good good memory
chorus
bridge:
I know I'm supposed to be quick to forgive
And quick to forget
Now I've been workin' on that
But I haven't quite got the hang of it yet
chorus
final chorus:
Well you killed everything we had
When you went and did your bad bad bad thing
Now you may be big
And you may be wise
But I feel I need to warn you
You gotta sleep sometime
You gotta sleep sometime
Everybody's gotta sleep sometime
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© 1999 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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This
is one of the fastest songs I have ever written.
On October 3, 1999, I started playing the piano part and was determined
not to record any music until I had at least some lyrics. So I looked
through my song titles and lyric ideas, took some notes, and in one take
recorded into my hand recorder. My first recording of the song is pretty
close to the final recording of it, so far as the writing is concerned.
The whole song was written in 2 hours at my church in LA one Sunday afternoon. |
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CHURCHES AND HONKY-TONKS
(Arleen Nicastro) Printable
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You know that it's nice here but it's not home
I long for the people and the places I've known
Stories and punch lines
Music and a little wine
At the churches and (the) honky-tonks of home
Old wooden seats full of friendly faces
Wisdom passed down throughout the ages
Advice and the latest news
Laughs to chase away the blues
At the churches and the honky-tonks of home
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They used to travel in from miles around
Once or twice a week to lay their money down
They came by the dozens and some came alone
But they came religiously
To the churches and the honky-tonks of home
interlude
I don't know how to tell you good-bye
I don't mean to hurt you but I
Miss where I came from
And I get a little lonesome
For the churches and the honky-tonks of home
For the churches and the honky-tonks of home
For the churches and the honky-tonks of home
© 1998 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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The music for the verses of this song was written
on September 30, 1995, in 3/4 time. The lyrics to the 3rd verse were
written on January 24, 1998, which is when I wrote the title, and it
was originally the first verse. The 2nd verse was written on February
12, 1998, the 1st verse and the music to the bridge were written on
February 18, 1998, and the lyrics to the bridge were finally written
on March 10, 1998. The song was recorded with a 6/8 feeling. I sure
struggled with the lyrics, and I think the last piece of the puzzle,
the bridge, is the piece that ties it all together.
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music was inspired by a piece of music I wrote on July 27, 1994, and revised
on December 14, 1998. It was started in 3/4 time, and then I began playing
it with a totally different feel, in 4/4 time. I liked both versions and
continued to play them both. The lyric idea came to me on December 13,
1998, while my friend from 5th grade, Scott Jackson, was preaching in
the First Baptist Church of Little Elm, in Texas. I made several pages
of notes on December 14, 1998, including starting the 1st and 3rd verses
and the chorus, and lyrics seemed to fit to the melody easier in 4/4 time.
The lyrics for the 1st verse were written on December 14, 1998, January
6, and January 11, 1999. The lyrics for the 2nd verse were written on
February 18 and March 24 of 1999. The lyrics for the 3rd verse were written
on December 14, 1998, March 7 and 24 of 1999. The lyrics for the chorus
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IS IT JUST ME?
Printable Version
(Arleen Nicastro)
Is it just me or has the world become angry
Everybody's fighting over who's to blame
Strangers passin' on the street can't seem to find a word to say
One looks at the ground the other looks away
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Is it just me who feels a burden
And who thinks it's a shame
In the quiet hours is it just me who prays
Is anybody else listenin' to their conscience
And (talkin' 'bout) tryin' to make a change
Or is it just me
Is it just me or are we so selfish we can't see beyond our own lives
Our own friends and our own families
We won't let our children walk the streets at night alone
But we'll turn our backs to those who call it home
first chorus
solos
second chorus:
Now is it just me who feels a burden
And who thinks it's a shame
In the darkness is it just me who prays
Is anybody else listenin' to their conscience
Talkin' 'bout tryin' to make a change
Or is it just me
Is it just me or are we losing our patience
(We've) gotta have it all; gotta have it right now
'Till the days and the weeks and the years and the ones we love pass
away
But at least we have all we think we have to have today
first chorus
tag: Sometimes I feel like it's just me
© 1999 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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wrote the words to the 3rd verse of this song as I was spending more time
with my family in Texas, particularly some of the older folks, and especially
my father. Time and again I witnessed people my age choosing to make money
rather than to make time for their children, their partners, and their
parents. I realized again the importance of making time for the ones we
love, and the urgency in doing so, and these words were written to encourage
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due to circumstances beyond my control, my project incurred a number of
lengthy delays, and sadly, my father passed away unexpectedly in Dallas
one month before my project was back in my hands again. As a result, he
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The title of this song reminds me of my Dad. He used to use this phrase
all the time, and the 3rd line of the 3rd verse turned out to be more
true than I ever could have imagined it would be when I wrote it.
This song will always be for my Dad.
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WOULD THAT MAKE IT LOVE?
(Arleen Nicastro) Printable
Version
What if I could make you laugh
When you were just about to cry
If I could believe you
When you said you'd never lie
Would that make it love
And would that be enough
What if we could talk
Until all hours of the night
If we could disagree
And still have both of us be right
Would that make it love
And would that be enough
chorus:
Would that make it love
If we both felt the same
Would that make it love
If we shared the same name
Would that make it love
Would that make it love
What if you could hold me
And make my worries go away
What if we agreed no matter what
That we would stay
Would that make it love
And would that be enough
chorus
interlude
repeat chorus twice
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© 1997 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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This
music and the lyrics were written on April 3, 1997.
I had pages and pages of lyrics, asking essentially, "What if blah blah
blah . . . would THAT make it Love?" I don't know why I needed so desperately
to know the answer to that question on that particular day. This was originally
written as a ballad, very contemplative, and I performed it that way for
years. I wanted it to be on the CD, because the lyrics are so strong to
me, but I didn't want the CD to be too ballad heavy. The first time Ed
Tree played it, he played the guitar part that is on the CD, and it totally
changed the whole groove of the song. I was singing it at the same tempo,
but his accompaniment gave it movement, and made it come alive. I can't
even perform this song now the way that it is on the CD without Ed playing
the guitar, so I still play it as a ballad on the piano when I play it
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A HOLE IN MY HEART
Printable Version
(Arleen Nicastro)
Don't look at me with those blue eyes
And that innocent smile
I can tell by the way you walk
You've been up to those tricks for awhile
What is that cologne I smell
Well you sure are dressed to impress
Don't think I don't know what you're up to
I've been around the block myself
chorus:
What makes you think I'd need a man
To tear my world apart
I need another man in my life
Like I need a hole in my heart
I see you've ordered some red wine
And the candlelight can only help
You got a cozy little table in the corner for two
Well you sure are sure of yourself
chorus
solos
I've had enough of this
I'm gettin' out of here
'Cuz you know what they say
If you can't stand the heat
Sometimes it's best to walk away
repeat chorus 3 times
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© 1997 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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music for the verses and chorus of this song was written on August 25,
1993, and the lyrics were written in their entirety on December 6, 1997,
with very little tweaking later. The music for the bridge was written
on March 3, 1998. The musical hook before and after each verse was written
on May 21, 1999, as we were recording the piano parts, and I have played
the piano solo pretty close to the way it is recorded ever since the first
time I sat down and played the song. It's a fun solo. |
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I KNOW YOU LIE
(Arleen Nicastro) Printable
Version
When you say that you love me
When you say that you love me
When you tell me that you love me I know you lie
Now when you kiss me so tenderly
Oh baby when you kiss me so tenderly
When you kiss me so tenderly I know you lie
bridge:
Now what kind of fool do you take me for
Oh now everybody's somebody's fool
But Honey I sure ain't yours
You can tell me that you're never gonna do it again
Tell me that you're sorry and you wanta make amends
You can say you're sorry baby
And try to apologize
Yeah you can say you're sorry baby but I know you lie
(hey hey hey)
solo
Now you can get down on your knees
And beg forgiveness for your sins
But I can't believe my ears have gotta hear all that again
How many times do you expect me to forgive you
Now you can say you're sorry baby but I know you lie
Yeah you can say you're sorry baby but I know you lie
Oh you can say you're sorry baby but I know you lie
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© 1999 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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Raven and I were working on arrangments in his studio at 3:00 in the morning
on March 14, 1999, when I played this piece of music for him. He loved
it. We recorded the music as I hummed a melody, since I had no lyrics.
Later that day at my house I wrote a set of lyrics, and on September 6,
1999, over Labor Day Weekend, I rewrote the lyrics to the bridge and the
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RIDE WITH ME TO TEXAS
Printable Version
(Arleen Nicastro)
Ride with me to Texas
Where the skies are blue
We can just make it back for springtime
When the bluebonnets bloom
The crickets will sing
Every night when the stars shine
And honey you'll see
Everything will be fine
Everything will be fine
chorus:
I hear they're happy there
They're finding dreams we lost somewhere
It may hold the answers to our prayers
And I'm off to Texas
Won't you ride with me
Won't you ride with me to Texas
I know it's summer there now
But there's work out in the oil fields
And fertile ground
The heat scares some folks away
But somehow the strong survive
And though they work hard in the daylight
The evenings really come alive
Evenings really come alive
chorus, solo, chorus
Won't you ride with me to Texas
I hear it's beautiful in the fall
The sun shines through the changing leaves
It's always been my favorite time of all
I've known a few who are from there
And if there's one thing I've learned
No matter why they had to leave
They can't wait to return
They can't wait to return
chorus
final chorus:
I hear they're happy there
They call it God's Country
And I've thought about it long enough I swear
That I'm off to Texas
Won't you ride with me
Won't you ride with me
Won't you ride with me
© 1996 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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This
music was written in its entirety on August 24, 1996,
and the lyrics were written on November 20, 1996. I performed the song
that way for years, with a great response, and shortly before the final
vocals were recorded I wrote some new lyrics to the chorus, on January
25, 2000. This song is my version of "Please Come To Boston". |
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YOU REMIND ME
(Arleen Nicastro and David Raven) Printable
Version
I forget how good You are
And how much You love me
I forget how much I need You in my life
And that You're watchin' out for me
I can't remember all the times that You have saved me
And though I know You know what's best for me I forget
But You remind me
chorus:
When I need affection You give me love
When I need proof You give me faith
When I need power You give me peace
When I need a little comfort You give me strength
When I need retribution You give me grace
When I need somethin' to ease the pain You heal me (Lord)
When I need to be reminded You remind me
When I doubt my direction
And I'm tempted to stray
And I wonder if my efforts
Will ever make any difference any way
When I'm distracted by confusion all around me
And can't understand the dues I have to pay
When I forget
You remind me
chorus
bridge:
You remind me I'm Yours
You remind me I'm safe and secure
You remind me what I don't need
You remind me what I need
You remind me what I need
chorus
bridge
You remind me what I need
© 1998 Arleen Nicastro (BMI) and David Raven (BMI)
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I
started this music on July 15, 1992 in Nashville,
and completed it on May 6, 1998 in LA. It was originally structured with
a verse, pre-chorus and chorus, which was later changed to verse, chorus,
and a bridge that repeats. I came up with the title on April 26, 1998,
and wrote several pages of lyrics on May 6 and May 9, 1998, before having
David Raven come over and try to help me finish it on May 13, 1998. It
was my first co-writing session and it was magic. We were totally on the
same page lyrically, and wrote the 1st verse and chorus together. I wrote
the lyrics to the bridge after he left on the 13th, and wrote the 2nd
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GOOD NIGHT AGAIN
Printable Version
(Arleen Nicastro)
For fifty years he loved her
For three more now she's loved him
He was the big strong man of the house
But she took good care of them
They kissed good night every night
As she headed off to bed
While he'd read for awhile then sneak in beside her
And kiss her again as she slept
chorus:
Good night my love
Good night again
Good night my love
Good night again
He told her his secret he'd kept for years
Shortly before his last kiss
And gave her one more thing about him
She hadn't even known she would miss
All those years he had kissed his bride
And she never even stirred
Now she smiles when she lays down to sleep at night
And remembers how he used to kiss her
chorus
bridge:
He tried to tell her he loved her
And he tried hard to show her
With his sweet words and his little acts of kindness
But it was something so simple
Something so sacred
The sweetest gift he gave her was a kiss
chorus
solo
repeat chorus twice
© 1998 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
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This music was written on July 14, 1992, in Nashville,
and like so many other songs, I sang a variety of versions of lyrics
for years. Then my Great Aunt Evelyn told me the sweetest story about
her and my Great Uncle Earl, and I knew immediately that it would become
a song. She hadn't ever told anyone the story before and I was so moved,
not only by the story, but by the fact that she chose to share it with
me, that shortly after that, on May 25, 1998, all of the lyrics came
to me at once. I rewrote the introduction on December 9, 1998 in New
Braunfels, Texas, at the home of my good friends from high school, Alice
and Keith Meyers.
Dedicated to my Great-Aunt Evelyn and Uncle Earl
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NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP
(Arleen Nicastro) Printable
Version
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before
I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take
interlude
Lord Jesus we need You now
Like we did so long ago
The world is searchin' for somebody like You
Lord we need You so
interlude
Forgive us in our arrogance
When we turn away from You
And God please bless us in our humbleness
As it leads us back to You
© 1999 Arleen Nicastro (BMI)
First verse - traditional children's prayer
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music for this song was originally written on November 10, 1995. For years
I sang a variety of different versions of lyrics. I used to play it in
the evenings, as the last song when I finished rehearsing. All of a sudden
on March 26, 1999, I sang the prayer and it just worked perfectly, and
the second verse came immediately. On July 31, 1999 the final verse came
to me. |
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