"Patching Things Up" genre: Folk
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	A simple love song, with two guitars and one voice; very unproduced with streaming, Dylanesque lyrics
	CD: 4 Years Credits: Words and Music by John Doman
	Story Behind the Song This is a love song I wrote for this girl. (That was descriptive.) At the time, we were in the "just friends" stage, after having broken up a while back. I meant it to have a simple message for her, that I would always be there for her if she needed it. I think that comes out well in the recording. Carter Salmons is playing the excellent acoustic guitar solos in this version. He told me afterwards that it was one of the best solos he ever recorded; and it wasn't even on one of his songs. If you listen closely, you can hear me say "awright" at the end of the track in reaction to his playing. Lyrics Well I think that we’ve both done a good bit of working for the day And I think that you’re in no mood to wander off and play So just sit down with a good cup of coffee And a book of Indian poetry like you wanted to Well I think that we’ve both done a good bit of fussing for the week And I think that you don’t know when to get off of your feet And I know that you don’t like orders So you can go and do whatever the hell you wanna do And I know that you don’t like orders, so I’ll ask this as a favor Maybe you can’t do it now, so I guess I’ll ask you later You’re always saying that I ask so much and this ain’t changing pace But all I ask is to sit and listen with that cold look on your face Let me take care of you, all those long and steamy days Let me take care of you, you don’t need to change your ways But it ain’t good for you, and I’ve been looking through the haze At the face of you I realize that you don’t need nothing from a messy bum like me I know I screwed up so bad that you’re so glad to be free I know you’re gonna go to foreign lands and slide along the sea Like you always wanted to I see how much you’ve grown up since the last time you were mine Sitting up late with your friend, mixing, drinking coffee and wine I know you’re not like other folks, ‘cause you’re happy all the time Being sad and blue, being sad and blue like you All I’m trying to say is I see you working in the fields and on the table No one ever said that you were shirking and you laugh till you’re unable To stop, sit down, relax a while, and settle for a change of pace Stop, lie down on that long blue couch with that weary look on your face Now don’t you think that I’m giving up on my absolute despair I know I’ll never again be allowed to run my fingers through your hair But you’re carrying around so much misery And I’m asking you to share a little feminine blues And if you ask me what I really want, I guess I’d answer this To see you bedded down on that couch in a state of absolute bliss And when your arms are full, to give me a little bit of your distress, And I’ll feel sad too – I’d be happy being sad with you So honey just allow me one more chance to get along with you I’m gonna play country songs outside your window until I pull on through And maybe deep down inside you’ll really want me to go away But that’s one thing I just can’t do – too bad, I’m gonna stay

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