Dale Watson (born 1962, Birmingham, Alabama) is an American alternative cou… Read Full Bio ↴Dale Watson (born 1962, Birmingham, Alabama) is an American alternative country singer, guitarist and songwriter based in Austin, Texas. He's positioned himself as a tattooed, stubbornly independent outsider who is interested in recording authentic country music. As a result, his record sales have been slow, but he's become a favorite of critics and Alt-Country fans.

He has won the British Country Music Awards Best International Artist on an Independent Label, and country music awards in the Netherlands and Spain. Watson tours Europe annually, and has a large growing fan base there.

The singer is also featured in the Zalman King documentary Crazy Again, chronicling his (Watson's) mental breakdown after his girlfriend Terri Herbert died in a fatal car accident in September 2000. He also was the focus of a 2007 bio-picture, Austin Angel. Championed "Ameripolitan" as a new genre of original music with prominent roots influence.

After going on hiatus from music in 2004, he moved to Baltimore, Maryland to be closer to his daughters, he returned to Austin in July 2006 and resumed playing regular gigs in Austin, including Sunday nights at Ginny's Little Longhorn Saloon and a Monday night residence at The Continental Club. He is also a regular performer on the Grand Ole Opry.

Caught
Dale Watson Lyrics

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Caught, in a camera's eye
Caught, without an alibi
A picture's worth a thousand words they say
We're caught in a motel room
The tangled sheets smell like sweet perfume
No matter who's at fault, we're caught

Now who'd have thought it'd end like this

The after glow's such a painfull bliss
What a web we weave when we practice to deceive

We played the game but now we lose
Now we're just back street news
Oh my God, what are we gonna do

We're caught, in a camera's eye
Caught, without an alibi
A picture's worth a thousand words they say
We're caught in a motel room
The tangled sheets smell like sweet perfume
No matter who's at fault, we're caught

Rumors spread like wildfire in this town
It's too late to change our fate
We'll never live it down

Caught, in a camera's eye
Caught, without an alibi
A picture's worth a thousand words they say
We're caught in a motel room

The tangled sheets smell like sweet perfume
No matter who's at fault, we're caught

Overall Meaning

The “Caught” song by Dale Watson is about the consequences of being caught in the act of cheating. The singer gets caught in a motel room with their lover, without an alibi. The theme of the song is that one cannot escape the consequences of their actions or the power of a photograph. The first verse describes the setting of the story, a motel room, and how sensual it feels. The second verse of the song talks about how playing the game of cheating leads to failure, how rumors spread like wildfire and how regretful one may feel after they get caught. The chorus repeats the message of the dangers of infidelity and the idea that being caught is inevitable.

The phrase, “caught in a camera’s eye”, is a reminder that we are surrounded by images in our society, and these images often have consequences. The singer feels the weight of public scrutiny on their actions, and there seems to be no escape from the reality of what they have done.

The “Caught” song is a classic example of Dale Watson’s style of country music that is rooted in the traditional honky-tonk sound. The song features steel guitar and fiddle played in a classic honky-tonk style. Watson’s vocal delivery is confident and emotionally charged.

Line by Line Meaning

Caught, in a camera's eye
We have been captured in the lens of a camera

Caught, without an alibi
There is no explanation or justification for our actions

A picture's worth a thousand words they say
The evidence in that image is undeniable

We're caught in a motel room
Our tryst has been caught in a cheap motel

The tangled sheets smell like sweet perfume
The physical evidence of our affair is apparent

No matter who's at fault, we're caught
Blame doesn't matter, we can't deny our indiscretion

Now who'd have thought it'd end like this
We didn't imagine that it would come to this

The after glow's such a painful bliss
While the experience was pleasurable, the aftermath is excruciating

What a web we weave when we practice to deceive
We've created a mess by being dishonest

We played the game but now we lose
We thought we were clever, but we didn't win

Now we're just back street news
Our story is now just gossip in the neighborhood