MARSHALL

 

Originally released 1979 on Epic Records
Produced by Pete Drake
Recorded & mixed at Pete’s Place in Nashville, TN
Engineered by Al Pachucki
Assisted by Randy Best & Johnny Drake
Mastered at CBS Studios, Nashville

Cover photography: Benno Friedman

CD REISSUE
Released 2004 on Tallgirl Records
Mastered by Erik Wolf at Wolf Mastering
Design: Julianne St. Clair

CD reissue in memory of Jeffrey Lynn Smith (1953-1979) and Michael Dospapas (1954-2005)

MUSICIANS
Marshall Chapman – lead vocal, electric rhythm on “Running Out in the Night.”
Michael Dospapas – lead, rhythm and slide guitars
Jeff Smith – lead and rhythm guitars
Steve Shaffer – bass
Jerry Kroon – drums
Bobby Emmons – keyboards
Terry McMillan – percussion and harmonica
Billy Sanford – lead and rhythm guitars (on all selections except “Rock & Roll Clothes” and “Home to the Road.”)
Pete Drake – Steel guitar on “Don’t Leave This Girl Alone.”
Fred Newell – guitar on “Rock & Roll Clothes” and “Home to the Road.”
Dave Hickey – arrangement ideas on “Rock & Roll Clothes” and “Home to the Road.”

Background vocals
Mary Ann Kennedy, Pam Rose, and Marshall Chapman
Jeff Smith on “Rock and Roll Clothes” and “Rock and Roll Girl”
Ernie Rowell on “Rock and Roll Clothes”

 

What they said …

 

Next to Graham Parker’s Squeezing Out Sparks, [Marshall] is perhaps the best no-nonsense rocker of the year.
Washington Post
(Oct. 20, 1979)

This is the third—and so far the best—album from the sexy debutante-turned-outlaw from Spartanburg, SC. An all-out assault on rock & roll with a pinch of country thrown in for spice.
Us Magazine
(Oct. 30, 1979)

 

LYRICS

Rock and Roll Clothes

Do you like it in leather?
Do you like it in lace?
Do you think it looks better
With this junk on my face?
I hear ‘em say
Is she one of them?
Or is she one of those?
You know you never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell
In your rock and roll clothes

Walking down Saks Fifth Avenue
One of the girls
She says to me, Marshall
I’d like to dress you in satin
And drape you in pearls
She looked me up and down and then she says
Are you one of them?
Or are you one of those?
I said You never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell
In your rock and roll clothes

I flew to New York City nonstop
To buy my rock and roll clothes
I cashed in all my General Motors stock
To buy my rock and roll clothes

You can be whatever you want to be
You can be whatever you want to be
You can be whatever you want
In your rock and roll clothes

You can say what you really mean
In your rock and roll clothes
You can be a king or a queen
In your rock and roll clothes
Then it won’t really matter
f you’re one of them
Or if you’re one of those
Because you never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell (That’s the way it goes)
No, you never can tell
In your rock and roll clothes

You can sing Good Golly miss Molly
You can be Buddy Holly
You can be anybody
You can be
A beggar or a thief
You can be
An Indian chief
You can be
Mick or Keith
You can be
Mohammed Ali
In your rock and roll clothes

Written by Marshall Chapman & Dave Hickey
Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company/ Dave’s Everyday Songs (BMI)
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

Home To the Road

It’s time to start over
And make a new plan
I’ve made a big mess
I’m taking myself by the hand
Worrying ’bout things
I don’t even know
I can’t sleep at night
And it’s beginning to show
I been running real fast
You know I can’t last much longer

I’m going home
Home to the road
I got a home
Home on the road
Take me home
Home to the road

Nobody ever told me
It would ever be this crazy
It’s been a long in-between
Now I’m feeling kind of mean and lazy
I went to see the gypsy
And her crystal ball
Told me Girl you ain’t crazy
You just tall that’s all
She said Take your time
Don’t ever whine or worry

You got a home
Home on the road
I’m going home
Home to the road
Please take me home
Home to the road

Rat race
Cat Fight
Dog eat dog
Feeling like a rabbit at the end of a log
Animal crackers and redneck backers behind me
Out on the road is the place you can go to find me

Take me home
Home to the road

Written by Marshall Chapman & Dave Hickey
Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company
All Rights Reserved.

_______________________________

Going To Hell and Get it Back

I gave my heart to the bad man
I’m going to hell and get it back
I gave my heart to the bad man
I’m going to hell and get it back
I don’t care what it may be like there
But you can bet your sweet behind that I’ll be back
I’m bringing it back

That man had me fooled
He had me eating from the palm of his hand
That man had me fooled
He had me eating from the palm of his hand
Every time I think about it I get sick and now I doubt
If I will ever eat another thing again
I’m gonna bite that hand

You know I wouldn’t be telling y’all this
If I thought there wasn’t something to be learned
You know I wouldn’t be talking ’bout this
If I thought there wasn’t something to be learned

Its okay to give your heart away
As long as you get something in return
You better not get burned

Written by Marshall Chapman

Enoree Music (BMI).
Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.

_______________________________

Two Fires

Two fires burning bright
When they burn together
Can light up the night
Never burning each other
When you look at me
Your two eyes excite me
There’s a fire in your soul
Burning out of control
And that’s what ignites me

Can this flame of desire
Be an eternal thing
Yes forever is ours
If you feel the same

Now let’s burn this candle
Til both ends meet
We’ll take it from there
Take more than our share
Of this love that we seek

Can this flame of desire
Be an eternal thing
Yes forever is ours
If you feel the same

Two fires burning bright
When we come together
Never ask why
Just let the sparks fly
Two fires burning bright

Written by Marshall Chapman & Joy Wahl

Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

Why Can’t I Be Like Other Girls?

Back in 1956 I was seven
And the second grade was going real slow
I could read, I could write, but learning to be white
Was nothing that I needed to know
Cause I’d seen Elvis Presley
I was running ’round singing the blues
I remember the words my mama said
When I asked her for them blue suede shoes
She said to me:
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Let’s hope it’s just a phase she’s going through
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Doing what we tell you to
We could give you the world
If you would be like other girls

Turning twenty-one wasn’t much fun
Down in Nashville, Tennessee
I was playing guitar down at some double-knit bar
And them cats was making eyes at me
Say hey-hey Little Miss, sing one by Kris
And I’ll help you make it through the night
But I had written this song and when he couldn’t sing along
I knew I had it coming all right
He said to me:
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Settled down with a kid or two
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Doing what I tell you to
I could show you the world
If you would be like other girls

Yeah, they flew me up to New York City
I was ready to rock and roll
They wined me, then they dined me
Then they signed me and put me on hold
And now the man up in the city
Is talking to the man in L.A.
Who’s calling me down here in Mobile, Alabama
Telling me to walk this way
Saying to me:
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Sitting by the phone by the pool
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Doing what we tell you to
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Do you want to make me look like a fool?
Why can’t you be like other girls?
Whoever told you you could be you?
Why can’t you be
Why can’t you be
Why can’t I be like other girls?

Written by Marshall Chapman, Dave Hickey & Joy Wahl

Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

Rock and Roll Girl

Down at the club they’re still screaming for more
They don’t give a damn what they’re screaming for
I’m already at the hotel in my black silk hose
Listening to Lou Reed and cleaning out my nose
Looking in the mirror by the light of dawn
I’m counting all my bruises and it’s turning me on

I’m a rock and roll girl
I like the real world

Mobile was a dream Memphis got rough
I said Pack it up boys I think I’ve had enough
The man in the suit wants Emmylou
Buddy call your local DJ here’s a dime for you
I must be crazy half out of my mind
But when those guitars ring it gets me every time

I’m a rock and roll girl
I like the real world
I like to go go go

Some call it fun
Some call it lonely
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only real live girl in the world

I’m a rock and roll girl
I like the real world
I like to go go go
In the land of shows

Show me

Written by Marshall Chapman

Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

Running Out in the Night

If you want me
You got to want to treat me right
I know you love me
But I’m tired of running out in the night

Like the sand on the shore
I can shift I can soar away in a storm
And I know …
I know a big wave when I see one
I don’t mind getting my two feet wet
But I like to keep them on the ground
Come on a rock me baby
Don’t you go knocking me down

If you want me
You got to want to treat me right
I know you love me
But I’m tired of running out in the night

I can rock I can roll
I can bathe in a mudhole
And still smell like a rose
And I know …
I know an asshole when I see one
You’ve got what it takes to turn me on
But all we ever do is get you off
Come on and roll me baby
We’ll break the law and never get caught

If you want me
You got to want to treat me right
I know you love me
But baby I’m so tired of running
Down the road I’ve been running
I’ve been running

I know you love me
I know you love me
I know you love me

Yeah, if you want me
You’ve got to want to treat me right
I know you love me
But I’m tired of running out in the night

Written by Marshall Chapman

Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

Don’t Make Me Pregnant

Don’t make me pregnant
I just want to dance
Let’s stop and think it over
Before we take that chance

If you make me pregnant
I won’t take it very well
I’ll go home to my mama
And you can go to hell

Nine months is such precious time
When you’re only seventeen
I’m the girl they say will be
Homecoming queen

And it’s only once
That you get the chance
To be what you will be
I want to dance
So if you dance with me

Don’t start thinking Maybe, baby
I’m gonna love you after all
Cause I don’t want to have a baby
I just want to have a ball

Nine months is such precious time
When you’re only seventeen
I’m the girl they say will be
Homecoming queen
And it’s only once
That you get the chance
To be what you will be
I want to dance
So if you dance with me

Let’s stop and think it over now baby
Before we take that chance
Cause I don’t want to have a baby
I just want to dance
Don’t make me pregnant
I just want to dance

Written by Marshall Chapman & Dave Hickey
Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company
All Rights Reserved.

______________________________

We Don’t Go Together (But We Do)

Whenever I get it together
You’re falling apart
When I feel like everything’s over
You’re ready to start
When everything’s coming up roses for you
My whole world’s turning into shades of blue
No we don’t go together
But we do

Late last night at the party
We were feeling no pain
I was hitting on a bottle of booze
You were doing cocaine
When I got tired
And you got wired
They all said Mr. Ego and Ms. Id’ll never get it together
But we did

Too many fools
Hang their hearts out for a song
Then kill it with rules
So other fools can sing along
Here them say
She’s too crazy
He’s too clever
No they don’t go together
But we’ve already gone

And we’ll keep on going to the parties in separate cars
While you’re playing Mr. Cynical Loner
I’ll be out in the bar
Playing The Star
But when it all comes down
To who goes home with whom
I look around the room
On the chance that we won’t go together

But we do
Do we ever
We don’t go together
But we do
Now and foreever
We don’t go together
But we do

Written by Marshall Chapman & Dave Hickey
Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company
All Rights Reserved.

_______________________________

Don’t Leave This Girl Alone

I went to a rock & roll show at the Fox last night
I’ve never felt anything yet that felt so right
I stood on my seat
Cause the beat knocked me off of my ass
And back on the street
Yeah back on Peachtree Street I started moving
I started moving real fast

I started thinking to myself
You know rock and roll music makes me want to lose it all
I can’t keep my hands off of nothing that’s gonna turn me on
I try to use my head
Then I follow my hands instead
Oh you better not leave this girl alone too long

Don’t leave this girl alone
Don’t leave this girl alone
You better not leave this girl alone too long
The boys in the band
They’re homeward bound
Now there’s no love to be lost
And no love to be found
She’s gonna get in trouble
If she don’t get out of town

You know it’s been too long
Since I felt real close to you
Too much on my mind

Just trying to do the thing that I do
When we ever get together
Oh, I want you …
I want you to sing this song
You better not leave this girl alone too long

Written by Marshall Chapman

Enoree Music (BMI). Administered by Bug Music, Inc., a BMG Chrysalis company.
All Rights Reserved.