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Sabai

by Bart Budwig

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1.
Time for Two 02:25
I started cleaning my place when you came through Tried to dust off my heart got dust on you Now there's dishes piling up and work to do Ain't got time for two I'm coming through town and need a place to sleep Last time we made love it hurt for weeks Making old loving don't come cheap Just need a place to sleep
2.
First to Go 02:30
You'll be the first to go I'll be the first to know Took a bike to the corner store And then couldn't come home You'd be a poorer man If you never saw your daddy cry You'd be a richer man If you never saw your momma die
3.
You got me driving long You got me drinking strong coffee You got me feeling gone You got me strung along I know that it's bad for my health I don't know what to do with myself
4.
Making love to a lover You're in no state of mind To be thinking of lovers That you left behind And to think that you left them In no state of mind To be loving another Is just so unkind Still you stop for a moment And think of the past Wondering if anything lasts Get along little dogies, get along I've been out in the country and alone far too long Get along little dogies, get along The day that I left you is the day I went wrong You poor little dogie you motherless calf You’ll walk to Wyoming with flies on your back You know that Wyoming Will be your new home It's your misfortune and none of my own Now, roll up the heard and hit the trail south While I head home with dust in my mouth Get along little dogies, get along I've been out in the country and alone far too long Get along little dogies, get along The day that I left you is the day I went wrong Still you stop for a moment And think of the past Wondering if anything lasts
5.
Lost at sea, always traveling alone Lost at sea, the sails are full but the wind won’t blow (this is the one line i’m unsure of as why would sails be full with no wind?) I am the captain but I know not where to go I am the captain because I do not have a home The night sky holds the moon Holds the ocean Holds the ship That will bring me home Bring me home to you Lost at shore, captive and alone Lost at shore, wondering where these white sands blow I am the dreamer and I need somewhere to go I am the dreamer because I can’t call this my home The night sky holds the moon Holds the ocean Holds the ship That will bring me home Bring me home to you Lost at shore, lost at sea Always homeless, never free This is not how we are meant to be Always homeless and lost at sea The night sky holds the moon Holds the ocean Holds the ship That will bring me home Bring me home to you
6.
I found a green lighter Friday I met a red headed girl I said I might let you kiss me You said you'd like to be my girl I found a four leaf clover When you passed my way I pulled out a cigarette You helped to light my way Oh, it's the little things that lead us through the day Oh, it's the little things that make me wanna stay I found a job last Thursday And I'll be leaving soon But I'd still like to kiss you In the red light of the moon Oh, it's the little things that lead us through the day Oh, it's the little things that make me wanna stay
7.
You know that I'm here for only one night You know that I'm shy and don't know what's right You make the move, I won't say it's a sin It's good to feel human again If I could find a way to stay And you could find a way to bend We'd run through the trees, make love on our knees It's good to feel human again When I was a child with a bible in my hand I'd pray to the Lord make me human again When I was a man with a child in my hand I'd pray to the Lord make me human again
8.
Dream 03:33
Last night I dreamt of you You have the prettiest smile in the world Why did you leave me here You're still my girl Last night was beautiful I love having you around Remembering your perfect smile Sure brings me down Chorus: I'd say I love you, I'd say I care I'd say I need you, but you're not here God why'd you take her, away from me You do not need you have everything We were driving in my car Listening to cds I was showing you something that I loved While you were loving me Your voice it kissed my ears Your presence made me high Right now I'm working so hard But I'm barely getting by Chorus:
9.
Every Word 02:14
Every word that you said Went straight to my head Oh my head, it'll never be the same You're the on that I adore I can't adore you anymore Oh I want more, than I've ever had before It takes time How can I wait For things I do not know I'm digging my own grave With hand that can not save Oh my hands, please don't bury me again I fear that I fear love And I fear God above Oh God above, right now I need your love It takes time How can I wait For things I do not know
10.
The flowers of the field Made sweeter by the dew Just like this old world Is made sweeter by folks like you And our remains remain Far apart it’s true As our remains remain My heart remains with you You never shot a gun Or smoked them big cigars You’d hold them for the fun You liked driving fast in cars And our remains remain Far apart it’s true As our remains remain I remain in love with you And our remains remain Far apart it’s true As our remains remain I remain in love with you I remain in love with you

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In Oregon's far north-eastern reaches, hidden deep in the forests of the Eagle Cap Wilderness, there is a cabin named Sabai. The cabin is situated on a bluff overlooking the Minam River. It contains a wood-burning stove that, when lit, sends a column of smoke through the clear mountain air. When the lamps go out at the nearby lodge, you can sit alone on the cabin's porch and listen to the softness of the world as it turns—a numinous and liberating encounter, borne on the backs of ancient things; wind, water, silence, earth. It was here in this parochial hush, with a fire crackling gently off to one side, that Idaho-born picker Bart Budwig immortalized his solo tunes.
While Budwig's records are known for their full band production and multi-faceted arrangements, many of his live shows strip this away, leaving him alone on stage. For some this may feel a rarer, more intimate affair. A man, a guitar, a single spotlight. It is this ambiance, this raw intimacy, that Budwig sets out to capture with his sixth LP, “Sabai.”
Recorded over a two-day stay at the Minam River Lodge, the album is comprised of ten tunes that suture the gap between Budwig's fast-paced touring life and the quiet sentiments of a season at its close. There is a sense of release to the songs, which range from fresh bardic ditties to older, more angsty boot-trodden ballads.
To that end, themes of homecoming weave their way through the album. In what could be considered one of the record's emotional zeniths, “Captain, Dreamer,” Budwig croons: “The night sky holds the moon / holds the ocean / holds that ship that will bring me home / bring me home to you.” Here we find a hesitant harmony in hope and abandon; a comment on sorrow and tribulation, and the path hurt can carve toward hopeful horizons.
In imitative fashion, the album slices its own abscess through trial and pain to force itself out into the light. “Dream,” is an unsettling song of heartbreak and grief—an imploring, deeply emotive experience that demonstrates Budwig's ability to eulogize. But fear not, for light penetrates even the world's darkest places. The closing track, “Bonnie and Clyde,” is a quiet chapter on hands stretched out to reach one another, of promises made and eternally kept, and here we find our emancipation.
The word Sabai, roughly translated from the native Thai, means “not a care in the world,” or “wellness beyond words,” and perhaps it is here that Budwig truly conveys his bliss. Somewhere deep in the Oregon wilds, a stove remains lit, its embers burning all the brighter.
— Andy Valentine

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released February 1, 2018

Bart Budwig, a microphone, a cabin.

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