Tom Russell (born in Los Angeles in either 1947 or 1948) is an American sin… Read Full Bio ↴Tom Russell (born in Los Angeles in either 1947 or 1948) is an American singer-songwriter from California, currently living in El Paso, Texas. His music incorporates elements of folk, traditional country & western, border and cowboy music of the American West. Russell's songs have been recorded by artists such as Johnny Cash, Ian Tyson, Nanci Griffith, Dave Alvin and others. In addition to his music, he is also an artist and published author.
In the 1980s Russell made four albums credited to the Tom Russell Band. These featured Andrew Hardin and accordionist Fats Kaplin.
In the 1990s Russell made a number of solo albums, collaborated with blues singer Barrence Whitfield on two albums, and also recorded an acoustic album mixing original material with his favorite cowboy-themed songs. His albums include several guest appearances from other folk, country, and Americana artists, such as Chris Gaffney and Dave Alvin. His song "Outbound Plane", co-written with Nanci Griffith, became a Top Ten country hit for Suzy Bogguss. His most significant album from this period is the 1999 folk opera, The Man From God Knows Where.
His more recent albums include "Blood and Candle Smoke" (2009) and "Mesabi" (2011).
In the 1980s Russell made four albums credited to the Tom Russell Band. These featured Andrew Hardin and accordionist Fats Kaplin.
In the 1990s Russell made a number of solo albums, collaborated with blues singer Barrence Whitfield on two albums, and also recorded an acoustic album mixing original material with his favorite cowboy-themed songs. His albums include several guest appearances from other folk, country, and Americana artists, such as Chris Gaffney and Dave Alvin. His song "Outbound Plane", co-written with Nanci Griffith, became a Top Ten country hit for Suzy Bogguss. His most significant album from this period is the 1999 folk opera, The Man From God Knows Where.
His more recent albums include "Blood and Candle Smoke" (2009) and "Mesabi" (2011).
The Extra Mile
Tom Russell Lyrics
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Bee Gees I want to go where no one's gone before And my…
Devlin Miles Out of the darkness and into the light Speaking out loud…
Emerson Drive It hurts to walk this gravel road It's hard to find…
Laura Pausini Countless eyes are watching In this, our finest hour It's ti…
Netch Ooh, There's something that I wanna do (Ooh yeah) Tonight I'…
Royal City Riot When the sun is bright and the boardwalk's hot You got…
Tommy Tokyo Hey hey sweet thing it's such a lovely morning I'll do my…
We have lyrics for these tracks by Tom Russell:
A Bowl Of Red You don't put beans in chilli You never water good whiskey…
A Dollar's Worth Of Gasoline Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our…
A Land Called "Way Out There" James Dean died 'neath the tree of heaven Near the old…
Acres Of Corn When I was a child, I spoke as a child Now…
Alkali Here's mud in yer eye You've been lost in the…
All This Way For The Short Ride When the chute gate wings open, here we go again The…
American Hotel Stephen sprawled across the bed, Raised the bottle to his mo…
American Rivers Ain’t no more cane on the Brazos Yeah, yeah yeah It’s all…
Angel Of Lyon He had a vision of Anne Marie With a rosary in…
Annette On Nelson Street near Granville She dances a deadly pirouett…
Benediction%3A Edward Abbey "Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, d…
Beyond the Blues Old man on the corner, singin' my life Playin' guitar…
Black Pearl Have you seen Miranda? She's walking through the town She…
Blood Oranges It was an old hotel in Morocco Caruso sang through the…
Blue Wing He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder Well, it…
Bucking Horse Moon Down a one lane road there's a dusty fairground Where I…
California Snow I'm just tryin' to make a livin' I'm an old man…
Canadian Whiskey feat. Ian Tyson %26 Nanci Griffith In the hills of Montana There's a timber wolf howlin'…
Canadian Whiskey feat. Ian Tyson & Nanci Griffith In the hills of Montana There's a timber wolf howlin'…
Canadian Whisky In the hills of Montana There's a timber wolf howlin' The ra…
Chickasaw County Jail Howdy boys, my name is Charlie Born in Chickasaw County Jail…
Chocolate Cigarette Edith Piaf was the Little Sparrow She flew high above…
Claude Dallas In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern…
Criminology I had a gun pointed at my head on several…
Crosses Of San Carlos Two Apache kids in a stolen car navigatin by a fallin star…
Dance Hall Girls These dance hall girls, they treat you kind They give you…
Down the Rio Grande Baby pulled her blue dress on and walked out in…
East Of Woodstock West Of Viet Nam I slept through the Nineteen Sixties, I heard Dory Previn…
East Texas Red Down in the scrub oak country To the southeast Texas Gulf …
El Gallo Del Cielo Carlos Zaragoza left his home in Casas Grandes when the…
El Llano Estacado If I may trust your love, she cried And you would…
El Paso Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell…
Farewell Never Never Land Second star to the right Straight on until morning, my litt…
Finding You FINDING YOU Tom Russell They are blessing the animals in t…
Gallo De Cielo Carlos Zaragoza left his home in Casas Grandes when the…
Guadalupe There are ghosts out in the rain tonight High up in…
Gulf Coast Highway Gulf Coast Highway He worked the rails He worked the rice fi…
Haley "Do you know who I am?" said Bill Haley In…
Hallie Lonnigan My name is Hallie Lonnigan I married Walter Jones for bette…
Heart Of A Bucking Horse Down a one lane road there's a dusty fairground Where I…
Heart Of Hearts The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for…
Hills of Old Juarez I lost my mind ten years ago A wanderin' through the…
Hurricane Season Hurricane season on the home front All the weak of heart…
I Hate to Tell You I Told You So Oh oh Yay yeah You′re walking into dangerous territory I see…
It Goes Away I was walking down a quiet road in Ireland Out beneath…
Jack Johnson He was born in 1890, on the Gulf of Mexico…
Jai Alai He was a Basque from San Sebastian, he came here…
Joshua Tree Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata! Ain't…
Kid from Spavinaw I was born in Oklahoma, 1931 Outside the town of…
Lily Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for…
Lord of the Trains Well I met him in Chicago outside the Union Station He…
Love Abides Look how far we've come Do we know who we are? Stranded…
Love Makes a Fool of the Wise I was always running scared it's true I was always running…
Manzanar He said my name is Nakashima And I'm a proud American I…
Mesabi Have you ever seen Duluth? When the Great Lake waves are…
Mississippi River Runnin Backwards Old man river, that old man river he just keeps…
Muhammad Ali From Louisville Kentucky name of Cassius Clay Fought my way…
Navajo Rug Well, It's 3 eggs up A whiskey toast and home fries…
Nina Simone Trains used to run All across Mexico Way down through the …
Old Blue Well, I had an old dog and his name was…
Out In California I'm sitting here drinkin' in the last bar on earth Sittin'…
Outbound Plane Don't want to be standing here With this ticket for this…
Patrick Russell My name is Patrick Russell, I've led a Christian life I…
Prairie In The Sky I ride an old blue roan, I carry all I…
Rayburn Crane Rayburn Crane he rode these mountains like the streams he…
Red Oak Texas Down in the scrub oak country To the southeast Texas Gulf Th…
Rio Grande Baby pulled her blue dress on and walked out in…
Rose of San Joaquin Farewell to the lights of Madera, I'm leaving with the…
Seven Curses (Bob Dylan) Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him…
Sitting Bull In Venice Look at me, brave Sitting Bull, in this gondola canoe Bill…
Sky Above the Mud Below Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn…
Small Engine Repair I work right out of my own garage I keep my…
Somebody's Husband Somebody's Son Out on the freight line there's an old hobo camp Where…
Sonora Well the Mezcal is free in Amanda's saloon For the…
South Coast My name is Juanano de Castro My father was a Spanish…
Spanish Burgundy Barcelona is a woman's town, women everywhere Barcelona is a…
St. Olav Drinking black market vodka in the back of the Scottsman's…
Stealing Electricity There's a Mexican dead up on a power line He's deader…
Sterling Hayden Sterling Hayden on a barge in Amsterdam One of those backwa…
The Angel Of Lyon He had a vision of Anne Marie With a rosary in…
The Ballad Of Edward Abbey "Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, d…
The Ballad of William Sycamore My father was a mountaineer His fist was a knotty hammer…
The Banks of the Musselshell I stare out every evening at the distant Northern Star It…
The Basque At night his spirit is singing through the cactus tree…
The Dutchman The Dutchman is not the kind of man To keep his…
The Evangeline Hotel Well, she moves like Betty Grable She's an actress waitin'…
The Eyes of Roberto Duran Has anybody here seen Roberto Duran? I met him once, yeah…
The Heart The festival was over the boys were all plannin' for…
The John Bull Tin He said his pride and joy was that old John…
The Kid from Spavinaw I was born in Oklahoma, 1931 Outside the town of…
The Man From God Knows Where Come gather round me children, a story I will tell I've…
The Man From God... Come gather round me children, a story I will tell I've…
The Next Thing Smokin Well I live out in Southern Arizona I followed an abandoned…
The Old Rugged Cross On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The…
The Road It Gives the Road It Takes Away I was walking down a quiet road in Ireland Out beneath…
The Rose of San Joaquin Farewell to the lights of Madera, I'm leaving with the…
The Sky Above Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn…
Tonight We Ride Panco Villa crossed the border in the year of ought…
Touch of Evil The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge…
U.S. Steel Homestead Pennsylvania, the home of the U.S. Steel And the m…
Valley of the Rio Grande Baby pulled her blue dress on and walked out in…
Walkin The lights of the town were just shuttin' down ,…
Wayfarin' Stranger I am a poor wayfarin' stranger Travelling through this worl…
When Irish Girls Grow Up Darling don't go to the city, you'll get lost there…
When Sinatra Played Juarez Uncle Tommy Gabriel, he played the blue piano While Frank an…
Where the Dream Begins What happened to the kid in the baseball cap? Well he's…
Who's Gonna Build Your Wall I've got 800 miles of open border Right outside my door Ther…
Who's Gonna Build Your Wall%3F I've got 800 miles of open border Right outside my door Th…
Who's Gonna Build Your Wall? I got 800 miles of bolted border Right outside my door There…
Winnipeg How's the weather in Winnipeg? The broke-down nags with the…
Woodrow When people twist your words, Woodrow, ah, they′ll twist at…
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Ken Zajac
Tom is an artistic genius and shamefully not known by so many,
snmthecloser
The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well, but they get their fair share. However for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to know or appreciate Tom Russell. I don’t let that take away the beauty and his pros. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, And he doesn’t let you go until you’re ready to fly The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to. Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well and get their fair share, however for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to know or appreciate Tom Russell. I don’t let that take away the beauty and his pros. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, And he doesn’t let you go until you’re ready to fly on your own. There are only so many of those true talents out there in the world. The world word talent is thrown around a lot in the industry, but when you can transcend time and space with the three chords song you’ve got talent. Tom Russell is the a pitta me of everything the combination of decades of americana of all genres from all walks of life, most importantly the American Indian, most poorly treated souls as Americans have ever ever taken for granted. Thank you Tom and keep on hustling.The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to. Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well and get their fair share, however for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to know or appreciate Tom Russell. I don’t let that take away the beauty and his pros. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, And he doesn’t let you go until you’re goof and ready to fly away The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to. Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well and get their fair share, however for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to know or appreciate Tom Russell. I don’t let that take away the beauty and his pros. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, And he doesn’t let you go until you’re ready to fly on your own. There are only so many of those true talents out there in the world. The world word talent is thrown around a lot in the industry, but when you can transcend time and space with the three chords song you’ve got talent. Tom Russell is the a pitta me of everything the combination of decades of americana of all genres from all walks of life, most importantly the American Indian, most poorly treated souls as Americans have ever ever taken for granted. Thank you Tom and keep on hustling.The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to. Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well and get their fair share, however for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to know or appreciate Tom Russell. I don’t let that take away the beauty and his pros. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, And he doesn’t let you go until you’re ready to fly on your own. There are only so many of those true talents out there in the world. The world word talent is thrown around a lot in the industry, but when you can transcend time and space with the three chords song you’ve got talent. Tom Russell is the a pitta me of everything the combination of decades of americana of all genres from all walks of life, most importantly the American Indian, most poorly treated souls as Americans have ever ever taken for granted. Thank you Tom and keep on hustling.on your own. There are only so many of those true talents out there in the world. The world word talent is thrown around a lot in the industry, but when you can transcend time and space with the three chords song you’ve got talent. Tom Russell is the a pitta me of everything the combination of decades of americana of all genres from all walks of life, most importantly the American Indian, most poorly treated souls as Americans have ever ever taken for granted. Thank you Tom and keep on hustling.The lyrical prowess of Tom Russell is so painfully under-appreciated in the world of American music and the American Songbook, that it is at times painful to listen to such a brilliant man. A man who, with an old guitar can transport you, he can dissect you,r very being, and speak volumes to your soul, turning into sunshine but also into rain. All his pain, suffering, loss, love, wonder and magic. A life beholden solely to. Tom Russell, an American original in the truest sense of the word. Guys like Johnny Cash are geniuses as well and get their fair share, however for whatever reason the world doesn’t seem to fully appreciate Tom Russell, but never let that take away the beauty and his prose. He wraps a tapestry of lyrical magic around you like a warm blanket, and he doesn’t let you go until you’re ready to fly on your own. There are only so many of those true talents out there in the world. The word talent is thrown around a lot in the industry, but when you can transcend time and space with three chords, that’s talent. Tom Russell is the culmination of decades of American originals: cowboy ballads, Western swing, Bakersfield sound, Nashville picking, and west coast revival. Tom lives within all genres and all walks of life, most importantly, his featuring prominently the American Indian, the single most poorly treated souls Americans have ever ever raped and pillaged. He tells you their stories, but he never lectures. It’s always the lines in between the lines matter.Thank you Tom, and keep on hustlin’.
Neil Coupland
Fabulous work everyone, especially Tom of course but these shows don't happen by accident. Thanks so much for this.
Tales from the Tavern
Thank you Neil, for watching and contributing.
Wayne Prince
Sings from his soul. Great writer and I've seen him many times.....never disappoints !!!
Ruth Tonachel
Thanks for this! What a treasure Tom Russell is!
Tales from the Tavern
Thank you, Ruth, for tuning in
Christopher N
Thanks Tom, that was magical. All your songs give me chills. Now give Ian back his hat. - Nah, come to think about it - why don't you just keep it.
Harold Gamble
I gave myself a 70th birthday present six years ago and hired Tom to play in my backyard in Amador City, Ca. for my wife and I and about 100 of our best friends. I was able to get him on an evening following a night he had done a gig in Ferndale Ca. and was going to play the Genoa Nevada Cowboy Poetry Festival the next evening. I’ve seen him many times, but that night in the yard was unforgettable. Oh, and we went to Genoa the next day to see him again.
Neil Coupland
Excellent news, looking forward to seeing this!