Paleface
Blackie and the Rodeo Kings Lyrics
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To everyone but to you I can't try any harder
Holding my half up in this arrangement
Keeps landing me in hot water
Oh to bring good will
I know that I can't buy you flowers
Oh to cure your ills
Would take more will than ours
Gold dust at my feet
Grease in my hair
Shoes of black leather
Kiss me again my sweet
And make my pale face grow redder
Oh this ring comes from my girl
And this coat belongs to my brother
There's room for one other
In this hiding place
There is no disgrace
I can hear the trumpet
Like Gabriel blowing out its reveille
The march of the saints
And roll call in heaven
Far over the deep blue sea
Oh the morning light
Can be mistaken for the sundown
Oh you set your sights
And you find your map's the wrong way round
Gold dust etc
This ring etc
If you stay right here
I could be right back
I could give you some feathers to lay on
It's a lonesome ride and the deck is stacked
But we all need a hand to play on
Gold dust etc
Oh this ring etc
There is no disgrace
There is no disgrace
In the song "Paleface" by Blackie and the Rodeo Kings, the singer is expressing his struggle to please everyone in his life. He acknowledges the difficulty in meeting multiple expectations but assures his partner that he will always put in his best effort to make their relationship work. Despite his best efforts, he recognizes that he cannot solve all of his partner's problems or make them happy all of the time. The singer expresses his love for his partner, but also recognizes his limitations and their need to rely on each other.
The song has a wistful, melancholic quality that speaks to feelings of longing and the realities of life's challenges. The metaphorical imagery of "gold dust at my feet" and "shoes of black leather" adds to the song's nostalgic tone, and the line "kiss me again my sweet, and make my pale face grow redder" suggests a physical longing for connection and intimacy.
Line by Line Meaning
I don't need to be all things
I don't have to fulfill everyone's expectations.
To everyone but to you I can't try any harder
I can't work to impress others like I work to impress you.
Holding my half up in this arrangement
My obligations in this partnership.
Keeps landing me in hot water
Fulfilling my obligations is putting me in trouble.
Oh to bring good will
I want to be a good person.
I know that I can't buy you flowers
I may not be able to buy expensive gifts.
Oh to cure your ills
I wish I could cure your problems.
Would take more will than ours
It might require more effort than we can give.
Gold dust at my feet
I'm fancy and successful.
Grease in my hair
But I also have my vices.
Shoes of black leather
I'm trying to look my best.
Kiss me again my sweet
Please kiss me again.
And make my pale face grow redder
Seeing you blush makes me happy.
Oh this ring comes from my girl
This ring is a gift from my girlfriend.
And this coat belongs to my brother
This coat was made by my brother.
There's room for one other
There is space for one more person.
In this hiding place
Here in this corner.
There is no disgrace
There's nothing wrong with hiding out.
I can hear the trumpet
I can hear reminder of Biblical stories.
Like Gabriel blowing out its reveille
Like Gabriel announcing events.
The march of the saints
The spiritual parade of holy people.
And roll call in heaven
When people are being called into heaven.
Far over the deep blue sea
I'm picturing a scene.
Oh the morning light
The natural light in the morning.
Can be mistaken for the sundown
Can look like the evening.
Oh you set your sights
You can set goals.
And you find your map's the wrong way round
But it can be difficult to reach those goals.
If you stay right here
If you don't move.
I could be right back
I'll be back soon.
I could give you some feathers to lay on
I have something for you to lie down on.
It's a lonesome ride and the deck is stacked
Life is hard and often lonely.
But we all need a hand to play on
But we all need a little help sometimes.
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: COLIN KENDALL LINDEN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@carleneuman
Tom Wilson is so underrated as both a song writer and a musician. And God what a great voice.
@Kissofthedragon66
thumbs up if you discovererd this wonderful song from the amazingly wacked out movie Weirdsville.
@teeheeteeheeish
im a US-er and ive found like 6 canadian bands in the past few months that i absolutley LOVE. Keep it up neighbors!!!!
@SirChunky
Great song I have been listening to it over and over for the last few days
@barcelionano
Great song!!! southern style babe!!! cheers from Texas!!! oh and I'm STONED.....
@giacomelli90
Smoking dubes in Sherwood High Smoking Area around 71 Great times
@deathpiggy89
love them so glad I heard this song,heard it on a film called weirdsville
@spunkymunkeymusic
Great song, not only the song but the mood as well.
@edithmmota
Lindíssima 💓🇧🇷
@jessestewart169
An awesome movie. 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟👍