• Waves Rollin'

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Waves rollin’ in over my feet,
    Wash away another day, another day of defeat.
    Though I’ll run and I’ll hide,
    I could never ever seem to decide.

    Fallin’ backwards into the sand,
    Will everything be according to plan?
    Will everything be according to plan?
    Mountain sunrise or ocean tide,
    I could never ever seem to decide.

    Should we stop here for the night?
    Or keep on driving in the moonlight?
    Keep on driving in the moonlight...
    Mountain sunrise or ocean tide,
    I could never ever seem to decide.

    Is this really moving on?
    Well have I loved you all along?
    Have I loved you all along?
    Though I’ll run and I’ll hide,
    I could never ever seem to decide.

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• Lonesome Prairie Road

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Well I called out your name girl, I called it in the wind...
    Don’t know if you hear me so I’ll call it out again....
    I trust in the wind to blow my voice to you,
    I trust in the wind baby, I believe in you.

    I’m rolling down that lonesome prairie road,
    Don’t know where I’m going baby just know I got to go....
    I see you in my mirror then I see you go rollin’ by....
    I don’t know where I’m going baby, I need not wonder why.

    I climbed up that mountain and I called out your name....
    Don’t know if you hear me ‘cause I’m calling out again....
    I trust in the wind to blow my voice to you....
    If it doesn’t baby, I don’t know what to do.

    I’m rolling down that lonesome prairie road,
    Don’t know where I’m going baby just know I got to go....
    I see you in my mirror then I see you go rollin’ by....
    I don’t know where I’m going baby, I need not wonder why.

    I’m rolling down that lonesome prairie road,
    Don’t know where I’m going baby just know I got to go....
    I see you in my mirror then I see you go rollin’ by....
    I don’t know where I’m going baby, I need not wonder why

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• Passin' Cars

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Passin’ cars and passin’ time,
    I’ve been writing only songs that rhyme,
    To find a way to slow down my mind....
    To wash the past away.

    Why’s that feeling always stick?
    When everything else around it slips.
    Will that fog be a wall around so thick?
    There’s no way today to get through it.

    So many things around to see,
    The rivers they’re all flowing endlessly.
    Through the mountains to the sea,
    To wash the past away.

    Why’s that feeling always stick?
    When everything else around it slips.
    Will that fog be a wall around so thick?
    There’s no way today to get through it.

    Changin’ seasons, changin’ lanes,
    I’ve been singing only songs of pain,
    To find a way to stop this rain...
    To wash the past away.

    Why’s that feeling always stick?
    When everything else around it slips.
    Will that fog be a wall around so thick?
    There’s no way today to get through it.

    Passin’ cars and passin’ time,
    I’ve been writing only songs that rhyme,
    To find a way to slow down my mind....
    To wash the past away.

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• Twist & Turn

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Twist and turn, am I slow to learn?
    Or even slower to change my mind?
    Do I have words that won’t be heard?
    Will they only echo in the wind, in the wind?

    Choose to dance while you have the chance....
    Or call again to find the end.
    The feelings restored, like a classic car,
    As you go rollin’ down that pot hole highway,
    That highway.

    Bounced around, leaving the ground,
    For a chance of something more.
    A positive light cast through this night,
    Will it last, will is pass or will it only change my grasp,
    Change my grasp?

    Longing for a hand to hold me,
    Sing me songs your love please show me.
    Dance with me for one more song,
    Will you stay for ever, will you turn and be gone,
    Turn and be gone?

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• Backroads

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    They’re paving the back roads out here,
    There’ll be no more dust in my mirror.
    Though I’ll wish it was gravel,
    So my mind could unravel,
    To the sound of rocks in my wheels.

    The highway’s too crowded these days,
    And the valley’s filling up with a haze.
    But the backroads roll on like a high lonesome song,
    That keeps time from slipping away.

    I’ve been drivin’ this highway alone,
    With no direction, just free to roam,
    But there’s a feeling that will linger in the mind of the singer,
    Who takes the backroads home.

    There’s no speed posted by sign,
    Just a slow moving long yellow line,
    And a blue truck you’ll follow, down hills and through hollows,
    And an old man that’s legally blind.

    I’ve been drivin’ this highway alone,
    With no direction, just free to roam,
    Well there’s a feeling that will linger in the mind of a singer,
    When he takes the backroads home.

    Cause’ there’s a feeling that will linger in the mind of a singer,
    Who takes the backroads home.

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• Soulful Messenger

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Flash bulbs blinding eyes,
    On a cold Vancouver night.
    Now he’s drivin’ beside the van,
    In the last stages of freedom’s flight.

    The soulful messenger deliver’s the words,
    To all those willing to hear it.
    Cat calls drown the feeling,
    Has time faded into another year?

    A feeling can pass,
    But this one will never die....
    Been living a life in midst of a lie,
    And wishing to change it with a deafening cry....
    We could move these oceans,
    We could change these skies, these skies.

    Emerging on a ship of revolutionary dreams,
    Tye dye sails blowing hope in the wind.
    Freedom floats on this ocean of lost souls,
    Carry us on, won’t you carry us on,
    Through the other side,
    The other side.

    A feeling can pass,
    But this one will never die....
    Been living a life in midst of a lie,
    And wishing to change it with a deafening cry....
    We could move these oceans,
    We could change these skies,
    These skies.

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• Years Go By

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Years go by, faces change,
    One thing may always remain....
    Any distance, over any mountain,
    May not erase some pain.

    In a life free to choose,
    We could rise above it all....
    Diving under, floating over,
    There is a mighty call.

    Souls unwind in midst of thought,
    Looking for answers so long sought....
    Chasing coloured lights,
    Falling uncontrolled,.
    Drive to the ocean to take a stroll.

    Run away but don’t look back.
    Swim suspended in floatation’s grasp....
    Held by forces, observed by none....
    Drive to the ocean, to the setting sun,
    Setting sun.

    Years go by, faces change,
    One thing may always remain....
    Any distance, over any mountain,
    May not erase some pain.

    In a life free to choose,
    We could rise above it all....
    Diving under, floating over,
    There is a mighty call.

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• Long Haul

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Take me back, won’t you take me back to the mountain land....
    Take me back won’t you take me back in a big brown van....
    Roll me over this asphalt alley....
    Won’t you bury me deep in this wilderness valley.

    I’ll take my chances,
    Yeah, well I’ll bet on that.
    Sign me up for this long haul,
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear....

    All night jammin’ freedom in song,
    Let’s get back together my friend,
    I know it won’t take long.
    Blues baby blues, carry me through this night....
    I’m blue baby blue,
    I think I’m alright now baby.

    I’ll take my chances,
    Yeah, well I’ll bet on that....
    Sign me up for this long haul,
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear....

    Lets shout it out across this ocean.
    Lets set this movie, lets put it in motion.
    I’ll do my part and you’ll do yours,
    Lets shout it out over distant shores.

    I’ll take my chances,
    Yeah, well I’ll bet on that....
    Sign me up for this long haul,
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear the mountains call?
    Don’t you hear....

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• Last Dollar

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    What do I have to gain?
    I’m down to my last dollar again.
    A full tank of gas and the highway at hand.

    I miss cued, came back off the beat,
    It’s all I can do to stand on my feet....
    And will I be the one looking for change on the street.

    Looking for a dime,
    So hard to find....
    There’s nothing but ashes in this tray.
    Will I find my way home today?
    Home today....

    I walk through this scene before,
    Three corners back there was a door,
    But I can’t reach it and now I’m looking for more.

    This cloud could be rising,
    Or this cloud could be just setting in....
    I’m down to my last dollar again.

    Looking for a dime,
    So hard to find....
    There’s nothing but ashes in this tray.
    Will I find my way home today?
    Home today....

    What do I have to gain?
    I’m down to my last dollar again.

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• Funny Turns

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Like showing up late for work,
    You’ve forgotten your shirt....
    Ain’t gotta be there anyway.
    Or drivin’ through a snow storm,
    To find out there’s a band already playing in the bar.

    Life will take funny turns and chances on you,
    Lordy oh on you....
    It will leave you staring blindly,
    Wondering, wishing, dreaming and wondering how,
    How you’ll ever make it through....
    Make it through....

    Like waking up in the morning,
    To find out you’re friends they done packed up to go.
    How cold, tired and lonely can you be,
    And still not let it show.

    Life will take funny turns and chances on you,
    Lordy oh on you....
    It will leave you staring blindly,
    Wondering, wishing, dreaming and wondering how,
    How you’ll ever make it through....
    Make it through....

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• Highways

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    Don’t it feel sometimes,
    As though the highways in your mind....
    Roll on for another 100 000 miles,
    Well another 1000 smiles....
    When you feel as though you’ve reached your destination,
    Have you been there all the while?

    I could live for 90 days,
    On the $1000 that I’ll save,
    And drive on to the next horizon,
    We’ll cross it when we get there....
    Been chasing that old yellow line for so long,
    A familiar smell now in the air.

    Don’t it feel sometimes,
    As though its only in your mind....
    It won’t be the first time,
    It surely won’t be the last....
    To lie to her when you tell her,
    Its only in the past.

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• Tye Dye Rag

  John Jenkins & Swerving Gently  

  • Lyrics

    When the rain falls hard and stays long,
    The frost is cold and coming on strong,
    You feel as though you’ve known it all along,
    You’ll never finish writing that song.
    Well you’ll tear your tye dye into rags,
    And go and get a job with your name on a tag.

    I wish the wind would pick up,
    And blow that thought away,
    And the rain would fall,
    And wash it clean, to start another day...
    And this feeling, its burning in my soul for you,
    See me buried deep in the forest floor,
    Until I get through.

    You can’t keep those weeds from growing high,
    You realise and let out a sigh...
    You’ll be fighting those things until the day you die,
    You realise and you let out a sigh...
    Gotta notion to go down south, don’t think you’ll get through....
    Gonna cut your hair and shave your beard....
    Is that what you’re gonna do?
    Is that what you gotta do?

    I wish the wind would pick up,
    And blow that thought away,
    And the rain would fall,
    And wash it clean, to start another day...
    And this feeling, its burning in my soul for you,
    See me buried deep in the forest floor,
    Until I get through.

    When the rain falls hard and stays long,
    And the frost is cold and coming on strong,
    You feel as though you knew it all along,
    You’d never finish writing that song....

    I wish the wind would pick up,
    And blow that thought away,
    And the rain would fall,
    And wash it clean, to start another day...
    And this feeling, its burning in my soul for you,
    See me buried deep in the forest floor,
    Until I get through.

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John Jenkins and Swerving Gently are a three piece band out of Golden B.C., ready to make their mark on Canadian music.

Their debut album “Backroads and Highways” was conceptualized by band founder, singer/song writer- John Jenkins as he further challenged himself with what he has to offer listeners;- the experience and freedom of life on the road.

From the ocean, across the prairies and life in the mountains this is an eclectic collection of folk rock ready for your next road trip.

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The Force: February 2008