The Burdener

by Craig Kinsey

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Craig Kinsey’s first solo album, The Burdener, carries the punch of his diverse life. It starts off with a circus— a raucous, grinding New Orleans sounding Deep Vermillion Rug. The epic Waiting on a Train and St. Anne’s door weave barroom piano, brass and strings while Montrose Blvd. Blues pays homage to Houston’s gypsy and frontier styled swing. The Burdener is Kinsey’s first solo effort apart from the Sideshow Tramps, a band with a five year history of surviving floods, fires, police raids, and a shipwreck while receiving the title “legendary” and “Best Stage Act” by the Houston Press.

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released 08 January 2011

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Craig Kinsey Houston, Texas

Born a full turn from the white picket fences of America, Craig Kinsey was raised on Southern lore from a family of moon shiners. His teenage years were spent train hopping, walking, and driving across the country in search of “the old days… Guthrie, Kerouac, and John Lee Hooker.” Seeking out the marrow of life led him into the great silence of a monastery and out again into music’s center stage. ... more

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Track Name: Deep Vermillion Rug
It was down on Taft that I went to the place
where I had to return Mari's leather and lace
I opened the door and she was there on the floor
lying on a deep vermillion rug



I walked right past her and I never said a word

the window was open, it was august the third
I grabbed her tea pot and I boiled it up hot

and joined her on a deep vermillion rug



she was eating cracked wheat dipped in oil and herbs

her fingers made a figure eight and she never said a word
she shifted on her hips and as she brought it to her lips

a drop hit her deep vermillion rug



a breeze blew in from the street and it rustled her drapes
it carried the sent of crape myrtle and grapes

there ain't much to say when you while away a day

sitting on a deep vermillion rug
Track Name: Ball and Chain
I love my ball and chain

she may be heavy like the rain

but she keeps me grounded and steady
all the same



she can make me cry

make me wince

I may be an opponent

that she comes against

but I won't be fooled by the grass

on the other side of the fence



and when the moonlight hits the grass

and that old graveyard train rolls past

I know she'll be there when I get

home at last



yeah I love my ball and chain

she may be heavy like the rain

but she keeps me grounded and steady

all the same
Track Name: Big Ol' Tree
the world's a big ol' tree

a big ol' tree

a great big beautiful ol' peach tree

and I’m gonna pick me one



I got a sack of flour in the shed

and your old stove top is burning red

come on, let's bake some bread



the world's a big ol' tree

a big ol' tree

a great big beautiful ol' peach tree

and im gonna pick me one



the mountains are tall and steep

oceans dark and deep

and lately I see you weep...


the world's a big ol' tree
Track Name: Montrose Blvd. Blues
The Houston skyline at night, is a beautiful sight
Towering above the faces of black brown and white
When it’s springtime down in the ‘trose

Breath in the farmers market air, buy you and apple or pear
Then hit Menil Park for a picnic there
When its springtime, down in the ‘trose

See every art car in town, out toolin’ around
Blairin’ that crazy Sideshow sound
And the ladies are as fine as vanillin wine
Girl you’d better turn your damper down.

There’s a smile on the face of each and every race
There ain’t nothing like it in any other place
When its springtime down in the ‘trose

See the Chinese meditating, Deidrichs coffee percolating
Hear the train whistle blow from down at Main Street Station
Baby, its springtime, down in the ‘Trose

Whop bop bebop bedip bop boo if ya know the right guy
There’s always something to do
When its springtime, down in the ‘Trose

Hear the bells of St. Thomas and Annunciation too
Chiming a lovers beat for me and you
And those thrift store girls with their fashions so fine
Hey fellas, ain’t it divine

There’s a smile on the face of each and every race
There ain’t nothing like it in any other place
When its springtime down in the ‘Trose
Track Name: Cold Shoulder
I’ve noticed lately things have changed when your eyes look into mine
They seem to’ve lost that sparkle, yeah they no longer shine
I should have seen, the signs were there. I knowd it from the start

As your shoulders getting colder, so it my heart

I’m not the kind to hang around, and try to change the lies
That your heart is fickle, comes as no surprise
I know were to put my horse and were to put my cart

As your shoulders getting colder, so it my heart

Well you like to roam around
You might as well admit it’s true
And you like to put me down
But that’s over now girl im calling it through

Let bygones be bygones means: bye babe. I’m gone\
And que sera sera means: what will be won’t be for long
But remember when you’re all alone weren’t me broke us apart

As your shoulders getting colder, so it my heart
Track Name: Still Alone
All my time, is slipping by
All my time, is slipping by
Outside my door
Outside my door

And I am still alone

The girl that I love
The girl that I love
She don’t love me
She don’t love me

And I am still alone

Why Lord, so close?
Why Lord did you make her so close
And yet so far away
Is it some kind of game?

Cause I am still alone

The girls wink and smile
Yeah, the girls wink and smile
But my heart don’t see
None but she

And I am still alone

My chances I waist
My chances I waist
Over and over
And over again

So I am still alone

The robins build their nests
The robins build their nests
Outside my door
Outside my door

But I, am still alone
Track Name: Waitin' On A Train
Here’s a song
For you
The one I haven’t met
I’m lazy too or I would already have found you

If I hadn’t of taken
So long
To deal with my regrets, them I sure we’d have met
Years ago down on Spring Street

And time passes so slow
When you’re waiting on a train
To slip on through, to slip on through

And it’s not a matter
Of my fathers or their lack of wealth
No, I blame myself, I should have seen

And there’s a lot that’s left, to say
Once you get here
I can’t talk now, its just between you and me

Just be assured, when we meet, finally
Down by the gate, im sorry you had to wait
I’ve thought of ways to make it up to you

And sooner or later you’ll see
That smoke coming round the bend
And you’ll feel those wheels
You’ll feel those wheels
Track Name: Pale Rises The Moon
I don’t know of riches land or oil
Im a man of poor and simple toil
I don’t know the sailor’s widows sound
I come from a small and humble town

But I do know that if you loved me
I’d be as rich as Galilee
And I do know that if I could love you too
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you my love
I don’t know of all the lands afar
I have never owned a fine guitar
I don’t know what all the sages do
All that wisdom I could learn through you

If only you loved me
I’d be as rich as Galilee
And if only I could love you too
Then there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you my love

Pale rises the moon
Pale rises the moon
Pale rises the moon
Over my love

So the silver meadows hush their tone
And the wind subdues its steady drone
I toss on my bed alone
Can you hear me as I think of you and moan?

Pale rises the moon
Pale rises the moon
Pale rises the moon
Over my love
Track Name: Eureka Girls
Eureka girls, they can dance and sing
Eureka girls, pretty as anything

I love to see Basin Park in May
And the Spring Street moon
Coming out to play
But nothing compares
To Eureka girls

Now I certainly wouldn’t want to put anyone down
But man
Eureka girls

Fondly I do recall the day
A Eureka girl layed my heart away
And when your blues are blue and your skies are grey
A Eureka girl can make it light and gay

Yeah but I, certainly wouldn’t want
To put anyone down
But man
Eureka girls

Shine on Eureka girls
Oh man
Oh man
Oh man
Eureka girls
Track Name: Death Letter
Bits and pieces of my heart
Fall and linger at my shoes
Bits and pieces of my heart
Pick them up and start anew

I wonder if she even knows
All shes done to me and in my heart if it shows

Bits and pieces of my heart
I stoop to get them right away
Bits and pieces of my heart
But he wind blows them away
Track Name: Bits and Pieces
Bits and pieces of my heart
Fall and linger at my shoes
Bits and pieces of my heart
Pick them up and start anew

I wonder if she even knows
All shes done to me and in my heart if it shows

Bits and pieces of my heart
I stoop to get them right away
Bits and pieces of my heart
But he wind blows them away