Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - If We Were VampiresJason Isbell2017-08-10 | The Nashville Sound is available now: smarturl.it/IsbellTNS
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http://vevo.ly/ZBd9oVJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - This Aint It (Live from the Ryman)Jason Isbell2024-09-06 | Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit performing "This Ain't It" live from the Ryman
Lyrics: Baby how'd you end up here in a Texas town, in a wedding gown with a near beer
Baby how'd it go so wrong and you don't belong but I bet they all think you're sincere
I've known you since your eyes were blue I'd die before I'd lie to you and this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
Lord knows I like to roll the dice and I don't give the best advice but this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
Remember when you fell so hard You were seventeen He was a libertine with a black card
Remember how it fucked you up You were acting tough with a fake ID in the Crow Bar
I've known you for your whole damn life You're more than just some rich man's wife and this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
You know that there'd be hell to pay if your mama was alive today and this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
Baby let me take you home You'll love the place I got extra space and I stay gone
Tell him what's on your heart and the hardest part will be looking away from his cell phone
I ain't always been around I build you up and let you down but this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
I've known you since your eyes were blue I'd die before I'd lie to you and this ain't it baby This ain't it baby
Baby how'd you end up hereJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - White BerettaJason Isbell2023-12-13 | 'Weathervanes,' the new album from Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit, is available now.
Lyrics: We were running through the red lights in a hurry to get to nowhere in a white Beretta
We'll go to Memphis in the morning get it over with and in a couple days you'll feel a lot better
I was raised in the church I was washed in the blood and we all were saved before we even left home
If his love is unconditional why do I feel so miserable why are you digging your nails in the styrofoam
It was so many years ago Oh and I just didn't know but that ain't no excuse
For being who you are, I thank you and I'm sorry for what you went through
I was sitting at a redlight listening to Son Volt May the wind take your troubles away
Could have been somebody's father Couldn't boil a pot of water I was 19 years old in 1998
Raised in the church Washed in the blood and we all were saved before we even left home
I thank God you weren't brought up like me with all that shame and certainty And I'm sorry you had to go in that room alone
It was so many years ago oh and I just didn't know That ain't no excuse
For being who you are, I thank you and I'm sorry for what I put you through
It was so many years ago oh and I just didn't know but that ain't no excuse
I thank you for your grace for the dreams we got to chase for what you chose to do
We were running through the red lights in a hurry to get to nowhere In a white BerettaJason Isbell - Relatively EasyJason Isbell2023-12-08 | Jason Isbell performing "Relatively Easy" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: Are you having a long day Everyone you meet rubs you the wrong way Dirty city streets smell like an ashtray Morning bells are ringing in your ear
Is your brother on a church kick? Seems like just a different kind of dope sick Better off to teach a dog a card trick Than try to have a point and make it clear
You should know compared To people on a global scale Our kind has had it relatively easy
And here with you there's always Something to look forward to My angry heart beats relatively easy
I lost a good friend Christmas time when folks go off the deep end His woman took the kids and he took Klonopin Enough to kill a man of twice his size
Not for me to understand Remember him when he was still a proud man? A vandal's smile, a baseball in his right hand Nothing but the blue sky in his eye
Still, compared to those A stone's throw away from you Our lives have both been relatively easy
Take a year and make a break There ain't that much at stake The answers could be relatively easy
Watch that lucky man walk to work again He may not have a friend left in the world See him walking home again to sleep alone Or step into a shop to buy a postcard for a girl
I broke the law, boys Shooting out the windows of my loft, boys When they picked me up I made a big noise Everything to blame except my mind
I should say I keep your picture with me everyday The evenings, now, are relatively easy Here with you there's always Something to look forward to
My lonely heart beats relatively easy My lonely heart beats relatively easyJason Isbell - YvetteJason Isbell2023-12-08 | Jason Isbell performing "Yvette" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: I can barely make out a little light from the house on the cul-de-sac Bedroom upstairs, it's a family affair.
I've watched you in class, your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered upstairs Head to your toe, so nobody will know it was you
I might not be a man yet, But that bastard will never be, So I'm cleaning my Weatherby My sight and my scope And I hope against hope. I hope against hope.
Your mother seems nice, I don't understand why she won't say anything. As if she can't see who he turned out to be.
I might not be a man yet, But your father will never be, So I load up my Weatherby. I let out my breath And I couple with death. I couple with death.
Saw your father last night in the window the light made a silhouette. Saw him hold you that way, he won't hold you that way anymore, Yvette.Jason Isbell - Super 8Jason Isbell2023-12-06 | Jason Isbell performing "Super 8" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: Don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well If I ever get back to Bristol I'm better off sleeping in the county jail Don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel
Having such a sweet night Audience was just right Drinking like a pirate do Don't wanna sleep yet Buddy, it's a good bet I'll raise more hell than you
Do a couple rails And chase your own tail And talk about the bad ole days Tremor in a t-shirt Telling me her heart hurt Honey, let me count the ways
Then a big boy busted in Screaming at his girlfriend Waving 'round a fungo bat Bass player stepping up Brandishing a coffee cup Took it in the baby fat
I don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well If I ever get back to Bristol I'm better off sleeping in the county jail I don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel
Well, finally got the room clear Bleeding from my left ear Feeling pretty bad for the maid Lost a couple drinks And my dinner in the sink And I woke up with the bed still made
Wasn't quite morning I wasn't quite breathing My heart way up in my throat Girl starts screaming And the maid starts screaming And it looks like it's all she wrote
Well, they slapped me back to life And they telephoned my wife And they filled me full of Pedialyte Saw my guts and my glory It would make a great story If I ever could remember it right
I don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well If I ever get back to Bristol I'm better off sleeping in the county jail I don't wanna die in a Super 8 motel I don't wanna die in a Super 8 motelJason Isbell - New South WalesJason Isbell2023-12-06 | Jason Isbell performing "New South Wales" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: Here we sit Across the table from each other A thousand miles from both our mothers, Barely old enough to rust Here we sit Pretending both our hearts are anchors Taking candy from these strangers Amidst the diesel and the dust
And here we sit Singing words nobody taught us Drinking fire, and spitting sawdust, Trying to teach ourselves to breathe We haven't yet, But every chorus brings us closer Every flyer and every poster Gives a piece of what we need
And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold You'd be better off to drink your coffee black But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told God bless the busted boat that brings us back
Morning's rough It don't give a damn about the mission Has no aesthetic or tradition, Only lessons never learned And I'd had enough About a month ago tomorrow Parting holds no trace of sorrow For the bitter and the burned
And the piss they call tequila even Waylon wouldn't drink Well I'd rather sip this Listerine I packed But I swear, we've never seen a better place to sit and think God bless the busted ship that brings us back
And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold You'd be better off to drink your coffee black But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told God bless the busted boat that brings us backJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Different DaysJason Isbell2023-12-04 | Jason Isbell performing "Different Days" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: Staring at the picture of the runaways on the wall Seems like these day you couldn't run away at all And even if you did, what you got to run away to Just another drunk daddy with a white man's point of view
I can see you in my mind's eye catching light Sleep beside the river if we make it out of town tonight You've been stripping Portland since the day you turned 16 You got one thing to sell benzodiazepine
Ten years ago I might have seen you dancing in a different light And offered up my help in different way But those were different days Those were different days
Had a girl back home and we shared as single bed When I whispered in her ear she believed every word I said And if she didn't believe she didn't dare give me slack Or It was "baby I love you, get off of my God damn back"
Time went by and I left and I left again Jesus loves a sinner but the highway love a sin My daddy told me I believe he told me true That the right things always the hardest thing to do
Ten years ago I might stuck around for another night And user her in a thousand different ways But those were different days Those were different days
And the stories only mine to live and die with And the answers only mine to come across But the ghost that I got scared and I got high with Look a little lost
Ten years ago I might thought I didn't have the right To say the things an outlaw wouldn't say But those were different days Those were different days Those were different daysJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Songs That She Sang In The ShowerJason Isbell2023-12-04 | Jason Isbell performing "Songs That She Sang In The Shower" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: On a lark On a whim I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them And his fist Cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke
And in the car Headed home She asked if I had considered the prospect of living alone With a steak Held to my eye I had to summon the confidence needed to hear her goodbye And another brief chapter without any answers blew by
And the songs that she sang in the shower Are stuck in my head Like "Bring Out Your Dead" "Breakfast In Bed" And experience robs me of hope That she'll make it back home So I'm stuck on my own I'm stuck on my own
In a room By myself Looks like I'm here with a guy that I judged worse than anyone else So I pace And I pray And I repeat the mantra's that might keep me clean for the day
And the songs that she sang in the shower all ring in my ear Like "Wish You Were Here" How I wish you were here. And experience robs me of hope That you'll ever return So I breathe and I burn I breathe and I burn
And the church bells are ringing for those who are easy to please And the frost on the ground probably envies the frost on the trees. And the songs that she sang in the shower are stuck in my mind Like "Yesterday's Wine", like yesterday's wine And experience tells me that I'll never hear them again
Without thinking of them Without thinking of themJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Flying Over WaterJason Isbell2023-11-17 | Jason Isbell performing "Flying Over Water" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: From the sky we look so organized and brave Walls that make up barricades and graves Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves From the sky we look so organized and brave
In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt Drunk, in tears and tugging at your skirt If only you could tell me then what part of you got hurt In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt
Take my hand, baby, we're over land I know flying over water makes you cry Where's that liquor cart? Maybe we shouldn't start But I can't for the life of me say why
From the sky, the highway's straight as it could be A string pulled tight from home to Tennessee And still somehow those ditches took the better part of me From the sky, the highway's straight as it could be
Take my hand, baby, we're over land I know flying over water makes you cry Been in the sky so long, seems like the long way home But I can't for the life of me say why
Did we leave our love behind? Would we leave our love behind? Did we leave our love behind? Would we leave our love behind?
Take my hand, baby, we're over land I know flying over water makes you cry Been in the sky so long, seems like the long way home But I can't for the life of me say why Did we leave our love behind? Did we leave our love behind?Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - StockholmJason Isbell2023-11-15 | Jason Isbell performing "Stockholm" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry On the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night Read the good book, studied it too But nothing prepared me for living with you
Lock me up tight in these shackles I wear Tied up the keys in the folds of your hair And the difference with me is I used to not care Stockholm let me go home
Once a wise man to the ways of the world Now I've traded those lessons for faith in a girl Crossed the ocean, thousand years from my home In this frozen old city of silver and stone
Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up And the difference with me is I've fallen in love Stockholm let me go home Let me go
And the night, so long, I used to pray for the daylight to come Folks back home surely have called off the search and gone back to their own Ships in the harbor and birds on the bluff Don't move an inch when their anchor goes up And the difference with me is I've fallen in love Stockholm let me go home Let me go Let me go homeJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Traveling AloneJason Isbell2023-11-08 | Jason Isbell performing "Traveling Alone" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: Mountain's rough this time of year They close the highway down They don't warn the town I've been fighting second gear for fifteen miles or so Trying to beat the angry snow
I know every town worth passing through But what good does knowing do With no one to show it to
And I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me? I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me Won't you ride? Won't you ride?
I quit talking to myself And listening to the radio a long, long time ago Damn near strangled by my appetite Ybor City on a Friday night Couldn't even stand up right
So high, the street girls wouldn't take my pay She said come see me on a better day, She just danced away
I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me, won't you ride I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me, Won't you ride? Won't you ride?
Pain in the outside lane I'm tired of answering to myself Heart like a rebuilt part I don't know how much it's got left How much it's got left
I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me? I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me? Won't you ride? Won't you ride?Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - ElephantJason Isbell2023-11-01 | Jason Isbell performing "Elephant" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Lyrics: She said Andy, you're better than your past Winked at me and drained her glass Cross-legged on a barstool, like nobody sits anymore She said "Andy you're taking me home" But I knew she planned to sleep alone I'd carry her to bed, sweep up the hair from her floor
If I'd fucked her before she got sick I'd never hear the end of it She don't have the spirit for that now We just drink our drinks and laugh out loud Bitch about the weekend crowd And try to ignore the elephant somehow Somehow
She said Andy, you crack me up Seagram's in a coffee cup Sharecropper eyes, and the hair almost all gone When she was drunk, she made cancer jokes Made up her own doctors' notes Surrounded by her family, I saw that she was dying alone
So I'd sing her classic country Songs and she'd get high and sing along She don't have much voice to sing with now We burn these joints in effigy and cry about what we used to be And try to ignore the elephant somehow, Somehow
I've buried her a thousand times, given up my place in line But I don't give a damn about that now There's one thing that's real clear to me: No one dies with dignity We just try to ignore the elephant somehow We just try to ignore the elephant somehow We just try to ignore the elephant somehow Somehow SomehowJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Live OakJason Isbell2023-10-25 | Jason Isbell performing "Live Oak" Live from the Bijou Theatre on December 14, 2022
Production Company: The Shop Films Written and Directed by: Kurt Simpson Produced by: Beth Martychenko Cinematography: Stephen Greathouse Visual Effects: Preston Gibson
Walking around at night Fighting my appetite Every kid in cutoffs could be you Remember when we used to meet at the bottom of Mobile Street do what the broken people do
Are you still taking notes? The Holy Ghost could get inside you You can do whatever you put your mind to Will you read me what you wrote? When we were locked outside the building Over-encouraged only children
Cold coffee on the fire escape We bet it all on a demo tape when we still had something left to steal Remember when we took too much to get a little of the human touch Hand to mouth and reel to reel
Are you still taking notes? Hydrocodone in your backpack Maybe these words will hold the beast back. Will you read me what you wrote? The one I said you stole from Dylan Over-encouraged only children
Heaven's wasted on the dead That's what your mama said And the hearse was idling in the parking lot She said you thought the world of me and you were glad to see they finally let me be an astronaut.
Are you still taking notes? Do you have anyone to talk to? Castle walls that you can walk through? Do the dead believe in ghosts? Or are you lost in some old building with over-encouraged only children?Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Only ChildrenJason Isbell2020-05-06 | Listen to new music by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit now! orcd.co/reunions
Walking around at night Fighting my appetite Every kid in cutoffs could be you Remember when we used to meet at the bottom of Mobile Street do what the broken people do
Are you still taking notes? The Holy Ghost could get inside you You can do whatever you put your mind to Will you read me what you wrote? When we were locked outside the building Over-encouraged only children
Cold coffee on the fire escape We bet it all on a demo tape when we still had something left to steal Remember when we took too much to get a little of the human touch Hand to mouth and reel to reel
Are you still taking notes? Hydrocodone in your backpack Maybe these words will hold the beast back. Will you read me what you wrote? The one I said you stole from Dylan Over-encouraged only children
Heaven's wasted on the dead That's what your mama said And the hearse was idling in the parking lot She said you thought the world of me and you were glad to see they finally let me be an astronaut.
Are you still taking notes? Do you have anyone to talk to? Castle walls that you can walk through? Do the dead believe in ghosts? Or are you lost in some old building with over-encouraged only children?Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Whatve I Done to HelpJason Isbell2020-05-06 | Listen to new music by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit now! orcd.co/reunions
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
I thought I was alone in the world until my memories gathered round me in the night I thought I was strong until I finally had to fight If I kept my head down, and showed up to work on time, watched my appetite Put the money in the mattress Lock the doors at night and we'd all be alright
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
See I've made mistakes that I can't erase Some of the love I've lost will not come back to me I broke my word, I lied on a bible Just to feel a little free She didn't deserve it Nobody ever deserves it but I cut anchor and I drifted out to sea. You found me busted and somehow you trusted I was not what I could be
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
We climbed to safety, you and me and the baby Sent our thoughts and prayers to loved ones on the ground and as the days went by we just stopped looking down Now the world's on fire and we just climb higher Until we're no longer bothered by the smoke and sound Good people suffer and the heart gets tougher Nothing given nothing found
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?
What've I done to help? What've I done to help? Somebody saved me What've I done to help What've I done to help and not myself?Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Be AfraidJason Isbell2020-05-06 | Listen to new music by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit now! orcd.co/reunions
We've been testing you and you failed To see how long that you could sit with the truth but you bailed and I don't think you even recognize the loss of control and I don't think you even see it in yourself See every one of us is counting dice that we didn't roll and the loser is the last to ask for help
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
The stage belongs to you You feel like a star You can bark and snap like a dog at the man who just tuned your guitar and I don't think you even recognize the kid in the wings and I don't think you even see her in yourself She looks to you for what to do with all her delicate dreams but you're too terrified to be of any help.
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
We don't take requests We won't shut up and sing You tell the truth enough, you find it rhymes with everything
We've been testing you and you failed. To see how long that you could hold it in before you screamed but you only exhaled And I don't think you even recognize the sound of your voice When it's blasting through the speakers in the sky And if your words add up to nothing, then you're making a choice to sing a cover when we need a battle cry
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anyway
Be afraid Be very afraid but do it anyway Do it anywayJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - DreamsicleJason Isbell2020-04-27 | Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Dreamsicle
New album 'Reunions' available everywhere on May 15th, 2020
I guess we’re leaving town again we’re moving out and moving in Gotta break the news to all my friends but they won’t care They’ll just find another face to fall behind, to take my place, to run way out past second base and just stand there
A dreamsicle on a summer night in a folding lawn chair A witch’s ring around the moon better get home soon
Poison oak and poison ivy Dirty jokes that blew right by me Mama curling up beside me crying to herself Why can’t daddy just come home Forget whatever he did wrong He’s in a hotel all alone and we need help
A dreamsicle on a summer night in a folding lawn chair I’m still packing up my room gotta get home soon New sneakers on the high school court and you swore you’d be there A heart breaking through the springtime Breaking into June
Broken glass and broken vows I’ll be 18 four years from now with different friends in a different town I’ll finally be free Call you both some holiday Tell you why I moved away Say everything’s gonna be okay You can come see me.
A dreamsicle on a summer night in a folding lawn chair Your daddy’s howling at the moon better get home soon Heat lightning in the evening sky and my mama’s red hair Hearts breaking through the springtime breaking into June.
Breaking into June Breaking into JuneJason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Cumberland GapJason Isbell2018-08-03 | Music video by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit performing Cumberland Gap. (C) 2018 Southeastern Records marketed and distributed by Thirty TigersJasonIsbellVEVO Live StreamJason Isbell2017-11-27 | ...Jason Isbell - Children of Children (Lyric Video)Jason Isbell2015-11-16 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing Children of Children (Lyric Video).(P) 2015 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell - Making of Something More Than FreeJason Isbell2015-09-21 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing Making of Something More Than Free.(P) 2015 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell - Making of 24 FramesJason Isbell2015-06-23 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing Making of 24 Frames.(P) 2015 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell - 24 Frames (Lyric Video)Jason Isbell2015-06-04 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing 24 Frames (Lyric Video).(P) 2015 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell - Super 8Jason Isbell2014-06-24 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing Super 8.(P) 2014 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell - Traveling AloneJason Isbell2013-08-20 | Music video by Jason Isbell performing Traveling Alone.(P) 2013 Southeastern RecordsJason Isbell & The 400 Unit - OutfitJason Isbell2012-12-17 | Music video by Jason Isbell & The 400 Unit performing Outfit. (C) 2012 Lightning Rod RecordsJason Isbell, The 400 Unit - Danko/ManuelJason Isbell2012-10-30 | Music video by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit performing Danko/Manuel. (C) 2012 Lightning Rod RecordsJason Isbell, The 400 Unit - Alabama PinesJason Isbell2011-12-27 | Music video by Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit performing Alabama Pines. (C) 2011 Lightning Rod Records