Tim Keller, Little Miracles, singer songwriter Texas New Mexico

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Little Miracles

"Here we have some great melodic songwriting reminiscent of the Eagles, Eric Anderson and Bruce Springsteen. Keller is accompanied by his regular band and back-up singers, who deliver a hot folk-rock sound liberally laced with bluegrass and country. Keller’s clear tenor reminds me of both Roger McGuinn and Eric Anderson. Outstanding cuts include 'I Break the Law,' 'Lefty and the Black Pontiac,' 'Temptation,' (ala the Carter Family) and 'More.' Recommended."

-- Betty Tartas, Victory Music Revue, Seattle

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The Devil Didn't Do It Listen
You Believe in Me Listen
I Only Let Love Down Listen
Lefty and the Black Pontiac Listen
I Do Listen
Water Listen
Temptation Listen
Call Me Simple Listen
More Listen
Georgia in Amarillo Listen
Teamwork Listen
Beach Listen
I Break the Law Listen
Tell Me About the Moon Listen
Comin 2U Listen
Innocent Eyes Listen
Until the End of the World Listen
The Last Song Listen

 

Peter Burg, Colorado musician, Little Miracles by Tim KellerMy friend Peter Burg plays lead guitar throughout Little Miracles.

Tim Keller, Little Miracles

The Devil Didn't Do It

There's the devil walking hand in hand
Man he's got a real good deal
The devil's selling a retirement plan
Get 'em while they're hot, it's a steal
What do I know when it comes to luck
I tried to keep it all to myself
And now that everything has run amuck
I pass it off on somebody else

Oh...the devil didn't do it
The devil tried to keep it all hid
Oh...the devil didn't do it
The devil didn't do it, I did

My better judgment runs away from me
Every time the band starts to play
I close my eyes when I cross the street
Seems a little safer that way
So I won't know it when they come for me
And they won't have to come from behind
The devil told me to take anything I see
But don't take anything that's not mine

There's nothing he does I can't do myself
I always give it my best shot
I'll have it all, nothing else
Even if it means I get caught

There's the devil on the dotted line
He only works this street at night
He stands alone until I give the sign
I ask if he can give me a light
I can't help it if I want it all
I never wanted anything less
But if I'm gonna have to take the fall
I'll be the first to confess

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)


 

You Believe in Me

Outside of luck I just don’t have a lot that I can lay my hands on
Outside of running there’s just no place to make a stand
I stand for nothing when I'm running
I run from nothing when I run
But there is something, the way you still believe in me
Somehow it keeps me strong

Outside of Lincoln there’s a river that runs straight into my heart and soul
So far away my hope leaks out of me like blood
So far away it stands like prison bars
So far away I can’t see
But there is something to see me through the tunnel
You still believe in me

You believe in little miracles
You believe in destiny
You believe in spirits flying low
You believe in me

Outside of Idalou I just can’t tell the left side from the right side
Nothing but the land is left to hold the sky
I reach but everything is out of reach
I reach for something like insanity
But there is something still within my reach
You still believe in me

You believe in little miracles
You believe in destiny
You believe in spirits flying low
You believe in me

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

 

Tim Keller, Lee Arden, Donna Lake - Little Miracles, Dallas, Texas

In Dallas, my band and best friends were Lee Arden & Donna Lake, featured throughout Little Miracles. Lee's an extraordinary bass player; Donna sings harmonies to die for.

Tim Keller, Lee Arden, Donna Lake - Little Miracles, Dallas, Texas
Frank Laudo Photographs

 Tim Keller, Donna Lake, Dallas, Texas music

I Only Let Love Down

I’ve been talkin’ to the moon tonight
The moon has little left to say
27,000 pickup trucks
No one’s going my way
The local heroes drinkin’ double shots
Mixin’ memory with defeat
They can’t remember if they paid or not
And no one’s takin’ a receipt

A hundred thousand million miles away
I'm talkin’ light years in the dark
I had the kind of love you celebrate
I was wood and she was spark
It’s not the kind you mix with gasoline
But I was driving us apart
If these miles have taught me anything
I wish I never broke her heart

I found love and lost it
Up and laid it down
I found love and crossed it
Turned it all around
I found love but I only
Let love down

Someone’s got a thing for “Cold Cold Heart”
He’s played it three times in a row
Now he thinks he’s got a harmony part
I guess it’s time for me to go
I’ve gone to Memphis, gone to Calgary
I guess I’m just the goin’ kind
If there’s one thing that I’d like to keep
I’d keep the girl I left behind

repeat chorus

The moon is talkin’ back to me this time
She’s talkin’ nothing but regret
All she ever does is stay in line
Thinks of things she’ll never get
All those pickup trucks are goin’home
If they can keep it on the road
The moon and I will spend this time alone
Until it’s time for her to go

repeat chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Lefty and the Black Pontiac

Lefty left Reno still bound for L.A.
Still bound for the glory in his thumb
Thumbin his nose at the grindstones and
rhinestones
Promisin Julie he’d come
Ten forward gears took him downhill to Roseville
Left him to try his luck again
Again and again til his luck left in Fresno
Julie’s gonna wait a time for him

Julie will wait for her Lefty tonight
The night will drag on and drag on
Julie will wait for her Lefty tonight
And long after night turns to dawn

Lefty made Fresno not long after dark
His heart set on Julie down the line
Thumbin and bummin his way across town
Southbound old 99
There’s good luck and bad luck and no luck at all
Lefty’s luck was runnin kinda thin
A midnight black Pontiac slowed to a crawl
The driver looked across and said hop in

chorus

Lefty said I’m headin south for L.A.
The driver said that's gonna cost you, Jim
A flash, a sparkle, a silver .38
Made it hard to argue with him
The black Pontiac took the San Joaquin turn
Lefty made a grab for the gun
A flash, a sparkle, a black Pontiac
A crash, no one had won

chorus

Southbound from Fresno the San Joaquin turn
Twists to the west from 99
You still see ‘em stand with their thumbs in their hands
Waitin there beside the highway sign
Some bound for glory, some bound for L.A.
Some bound just to find their way back
To a girl who still waits for her man in the night
While her man’s dodging black Pontiacs

chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

 Tim Keller, writer, photographer, singer songwriter c2009photo by Christina Boyce, 2009
 Tim Keller, writer, photographer, singer songwriter c2009photo by Christina Boyce, 2009
I Do
Tim Keller & Peter Burg

How can I ever tell you
Where will I find the words
The windows are covered with dew
I don’t remember the words

To tell you I think about you
To tell you I wander round
Wander without direction
These words will not make a sound

To tell you I’m glad you found it
Love looks so good on you
Now that you’ve found the real one
I wish love upon you, I do

Oh, but to tell you the truth
I’ve been thinking about it
All I think about is you
Were you to ever ask me
Were you to ask if I love you
I'd go on and tell you: I do

Time will come wrap around me
Carry me far away
Lead me through future tenses
There will be little to say

To tell you I haven’t seen you
To ask you how do you do
Remember how we used to laugh
Back before time went and flew

repeat chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Water

I feel like water, I feel like steam
Feel like I’m losing the best of me
I feel like water, ain’t been no rain
Most of life is water
Most of it is going down the drain

What you don’t tell me so I won’t know
It’s like the wind, I feel it blow
I feel like water, clear enough to see
What you never told me
I feel it washing over me

The moon is hanging low and red
Hangs around like something I said
I feel like water, I’m gonna run outside
I’m gonna chase the moon
I think I’ll run away with the tide

If I was water and you were me
And I was you diving into the sea
I’d feel like water, I’d feel like coming home
But you don’t mix with water
And I would rather go it on my own

I feel like water, I feel like steam
Feel like I'm losing the best of me
I feel like water, ain’t been no rain
Most of life is water
Most of it is going down the drain

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

 Tim Keller, writer, photographer, singer songwriter c2009photo by Christina Boyce, 2009
 Tim Keller, writer, photographer, singer songwriter c2009, guitarphoto by Christina Boyce, 2009
Temptation

I will meet him wherever he is bound
I was there when they put him in the ground
I was there when they took
One more tear, one more look
I was there when they put him in the ground

If they take me tomorrow to my grave
Half the world will say I've been saved
Wherever went my friend
I’ll be there in the end
Half the world will say I’ve been saved

Temptation’s such a sweet companion
Wherever I’ve been going I’ll be gone
The seeds I have sown I will never be alone
Wherever I’ve been going I’ll be gone

Mr. Alexander was a song
Did most things right, one thing wrong
More than the rest
He gave this life his best
Wherever he was going I’ll be gone

chorus

Temptation has worn a yellow dress
I’ve said no, I’ve said yes
I’ve never tried to hide
Never quit, never lied
But Temptation came to me and I said yes

chorus

Mr. Alexander used to say
Give it all you've got every day
It’s how much life you live
How much love you give
So give it all you've got every day

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Call Me Simple

If I could hear your voice tonight
I could fall in love
If I could have one choice tonight
I’d choose to fall in love
If I could hold you in my hands
I’d hold your heart with mine
Then I could start to understand
What sets the sun to shine

Call me simple, call me a fool
Call me what you will
Just a lonely soul in the world
Wants to be with you

I try to tell you how I feel
Words get stuck inside
I tell myself it’s no big deal
And then admit I lied
I saw you walk in dream last night
You were finally mine
The moon just stopped and shed its light
The stars all stood in line

chorus

I could wait, I could say
You don’t satisfy
I could look the other way
But these would all be lies ~

chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Christina Boyce, New Mexico artist at Chico by Tim Keller
Studio C product photo by Tim Keller

More
Tim Keller & Art Kershaw

There’s a ring on the mirror
There’s a chain on the back
of the ladderback chair
If she sees any clearer
She’ll be off, she’ll be on
She’ll be gone anywhere
Anywhere could be better, better than before
Anywhere that would let her
Let her look for more

More is a place lying over the mountains
More is burning deep in her veins
More is a country where life is a fountain
Life is no fountain wearing this old chain

Coming clean in the shower
Now she’s seen it’s deeper than her skin
No more counting the hours
The links in the chain she got from him
From him is a long way toward a foreign shore
Toward finding her own way
Toward looking for more

chorus

There’s no doubt about it
It’s not hard to tell when love’s gone wrong
But try living without it
Then you’ll know that time can take so long
Fare well, that’s what time is for
There’s nothing behind her, she’s gone for more

chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Georgia in Amarillo, 1912
Tim Keller & Peter Burg

There, there she goes again
Walking all alone, carrying her rainbows
There, turning now and then
Try the other road
See which way the wind blows
Georgia, always all alone
Far away from home
Georgia, she’s crazy
No, everyone says no
Georgia says yes
Tell them I'm crazy

Paint colors on the wind
Watercolor wind loose in Amarillo
Chores, when do they begin
Georgia, settle down
You can’t watch the wind blow
Georgia, there is only brown
Georgia paints gold
Yellow, red, and navy
Georgia, nothing holds you down
Let the wind go
Georgia, you’re crazy

Georgia, Georgia, Georgia
There she goes again

Georgia, always all alone
Far away from home
Georgia, she’s crazy
No, everyone says no
Georgia says yes
Tell them I’m crazy

Where wooden sidewalk ends
There the sky begins, turning now to indigo
Georgia, we could be your friends
There she goes again, every time the wind blows
Georgia, you can’t be the wind
Bring your colors in
People think you’re crazy
Time is passing you by
Georgia, come inside
Georgia, you’re crazy
You’re crazy

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Sunset in New Mexico by Tim Keller
jetstream, jet stream photograph by Tim Keller
Teamwork

The hanger’s hanging empty now
The storage lots are bare
Lights go red all by themselves
There’s no one waiting there
Down at Ellie’s donut shop
There’s one man on a stool
Three blocks down, the life of town
Begins a day of school
“I pledge allegiance to the flag
My country tis of thee”
Thee is just part of the team
And fighting is not free
Their fathers, every one, has up
And gone away to war
Their mothers, too, have joined the team
That’s what we're fighting for

There is no I in teamwork
Thank God for keeping score
We must fight to win  the peace 
That's what this fighting’s for
That's what these wars are for

The bank had little choice
But shut the Ford dealership down
No more call for F-150 pickup trucks in town
F-lll fighter jets have all become the rage
While down at Ellie’s donut shop
A man turns the front page
The war is going well, the President was on TV
And when he said we’ll “push ‘em back, way back,” We did agree
There is no I in teamwork
Just a job that must be done
A
nd when the job is over
We’ll be on the side that won

There is no I in teamwork
Thank God for keeping score
We must fight to win the peace
That's what this fighting’s for
That's what these wars are for

I don’t believe we fight for peace
I think there's something more
I don't believe we fight for peace
I think we fight for war
I think we fight for war

I pledge allegiance to the flag
My country tis of thee
If God was on our side, I swear
There’d be no enemy
Down at Ellie’s donut shop
There’s still just one old fool
I pay up for my coffee and
I climb down off my stool

I don’t believe we fight for peace
I think there’s something more
I don’t believe we fight for peace
I think we fight for war
I think we fight for war

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Beach

Lost my locomotion driving to the ocean
Working on my tan cause I am so white
I couldn’t get it started
Made me broken-hearted
Oh, it made me so uptight

Then my little sweetheart
Gave me such a neat start
Drove my little car to the edge of the beach
All of those bikinis, oh! Eeny, meeny, miny, mo
Waitress, give me one of each

The moral of the story is you gotta get a girl
Can keep your motor runnin’
Drive you ‘round the world
Get you to the beach and bring you home on time
In short, a little girl like mine

Made a little sandman, got a little suntan
Feel a little better cause I’m not so pale
My baby’s in the ocean causing a commotion
Man, that girl, it never fails

What’s the best part of my sweetheart?
I can’t say but it’s on my mind
Cleans my carburetor like an alligator
Man that little girl is fine

chorus

Back on the freeway my baby she say
A day at the beach make me feel just right
Keep ahold the wheel while I try this little deal
Test your little warning light

I can barely stand it she’s such a good mechanic
Gets me to the beach, keeps my car in tune
We never reach the top, it never seems to stop
Tonight she’ll take me to the moon

chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Susan Greeley Keller and Tim Keller at Blanco River, Wimberley, Texas c1980
highway truck blur, New Mexico by Tim Keller
I Break the Law

When I’m driving home to you
There’s not one thing they can do
When I’m flying across the line
I’m just a light, watch me shine
When my foot goes through the floor
I’m coming home to get some more
When I drive home to you
I break the law

I break the law when I’m coming home to you
I break the law, man, there’s nothing I can do
Breaking through the double line
You’re the one thing on my mind
When I drive home to you, I break the law

When I’m out there with my wings
All them sweet young pretty things
Climb aboard and watch me fly
Baby you’re my alibi
The best thing when I’m on my own
Is turning back and heading home
When I drive home to you
I break the law

chorus

They told me all day long in school
Man, you just don’t break the rules
Now I just don’t give a damn
I break them when I think I can
I break them on my way to you
And I know you will break them too
When I drive home to you,
I break the law

chorus

When I’m on my way back home
I drive so fast it shines my chrome
When I’m breaking every rule,
Baby, I’m your driving fool
If by chance I do get caught
They’ll let me go, I’m too damned hot
When I drive home to you
I break the law

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Tell Me About the Moon
Tim Keller & Peter Burg

So tell me about the songs that make you cry
Tell me about the one who said goodbye
Take your time

Tell me about the moon
Tell me about the when and where
Tell me about the wonder why
Tell me about the way out there

Tell me about the moon
Tell me how it felt somehow
Tell me about the sun
Tell me how you feel right now
Take your time

Tell me about the one who made you cry
Tell me how come your eyes are dry
Take your time

Tell me about the moon
Tell me how you got this far
Sing us both a song you wrote
Play it on your blue guitar

And tell me about the moon
Was it really you up there?
How’d you get so far away?
I can feel you everywhere
Oh the moon

Let’s take the time to tell the truth
Let’s take the time to see it through
Take the time

To tell me about the moon
Tell me where you’ve been so long
Tell me about your heart
How’d it ever get so strong?

Tell me about the moon
Tell me did you get to see
Whatever's on the other side
Stay and tell it all to me
Take your time

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

moonrise in New Mexico by Tim Keller
abandoned house interior, Des Moines, New Mexico, by Tim Keller
Comin 2U
Tim Keller & Peter Burg

When Bobby starts to babble on about Miami
End of the day and all the dishes are done
High pressure system sittin’ over Cincinnati
I think of you down there in Galveston
I think of you, I think of fresh peaches
Slippin’ out along the avenue
What you’d wear walkin’ on those beaches
I’ll be comin’ back
I’ll be comin’ to you

I moved away to try to verify my future
But now my future’s looking overcast
I look ahead and see my later coming sooner
I want to introduce my future to my past
I think of you, I think of mariachis
You were showin’ off your new tattoo
We were livin’ high on coffee and kolaches
I’ll be comin’ back
I’ll be comin’ to you

I'm workin’ fifty-seven hours in a good week
This was how I planned to get ahead
If I get any more ahead it’s gonna drown me
I’d rather drown in you and your deep bed
I think of you, I think of poor and happy
I think of usin’ up the afternoon
I think of you, I’m gonna make it snappy
I’ll be comin’ back
I’ll be comin’ to you

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Innocent Eyes
Tim Keller & Peter Burg

Your innocent eyes - you have me wanting you
How you hypnotize - you have me wanting you
I turned around, that’s when I found
Your innocent eyes

Oh how will you know - you have me wanting you
How can I show - you have me wanting you
What can I say to keep you from going away
Your innocent eyes

Your innocent eyes
All I can do is stop and stare
I never knew a sight so fair
Your innocent eyes

And when you smile
It’s just like looking into light
I see them shining oh so bright
Your innocent eyes

I want you to see - you have me wanting you
Such sweet agony - you have me wanting you Before you go I want to know
Your innocent eyes

repeat chorus

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

Elissa Hoagland at Studio C, Des Moines, New Mexico
Raton Junkyard 18, abstract photograph by Tim Keller
Until the End of the World

I’m gonna love you til the end of the world
Anybody asks I’m saying you’re my girl
The world’s gone wrong
But I’m yours til the end of the world
Seven come eleven
I’m yours til the end of the world 

The sky is coming down or even opening up
They’ve got the ocean now they want my coffee cup
They’re bringing on the clown
And the flags are coming unfurled
They’ll run us out of town
But I’m yours till the end of the world

I’ve loved you baby since the first time I could see
You were talking to me when they turned up the TV
Everything came clear
I could see you would be my girl
I’ll meet you after midnight
I’m yours til the end of the world

Come hold my hand, come home and be my friend
This is no rehearsal, this could be the living end
I can be your lucky charm
You can be my little pearl
I’m really gonna love you
I’m yours til the end of the world

When they’re knocking down your signal, jamming up your phone
You can talk to me and know you’re never alone
The walls are comin down
But there’s always room for my girl
You can countdown on me
I’m yours til the end of the world

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

The Last Song

I thought the last song would be the last song Would be the last song I’d ever write for you
I said it all in the last song
Here I am again, with nothing new

First one came, you really knocked me over
The very next day I wrote you number two
Three, four, five, six, seven and the last one
And still I haven’t told you that these songs are for you

This is the last time I’m writing you a love song
This one's different, I’m gonna be strong
If I never write another love song
This one is the very last song

I really pick ‘em, man I got no sense in love
Any damn fool can see you’re not available
I can see it too but I’m still in love
I’m still in love, a triple-A fool

What ya gonna do, it’s not your problem
I already said that a minute ago
Count one two, it’s my own little problem
I haven’t even told you, you don’t even know

This is the last time I’m writing you a love song
This one's different, I’m gonna be strong
If I never write another love song
This one is the very last song

I’m gonna find a 12-step program
12-step 2-step, dancing all alone
Anonymous lovers don’t know how to stop
1 step, 2 step, 12 steps home

This is the last time I’m writing you a love song
This one's different, I’m gonna be strong
If I never write another love song
This one is the very last song

©1995, 2016 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI)

blue Cadillac, Raton, New Mexico by Tim Keller
   
The band consists of Tim Keller, Lee Arden, Peter Burg, Paul Pearcy, and Donna Lake. Other players include Jim Cocke, Ann Armstrong, Steve Hughes, Colin Boyd, Donny Ray Ford, Bryan Simpson, Denny Allen, Randy Cole, and Darcy Keller. Recorded by Denny Allen at Reel Grass Studio, Farmersville, Texas. Arranged and produced by Tim Keller. 
 

Little Miracles album graphics & photography by
Frank Laudo, Dallas, Texas
Calligraphy by Jeri Lyn Anderson
 


All songs by Tim Keller, © 1995, 2017 Darcy Day Publishing (BMI), Administered by Bug Music Photographs by Tim Keller ©2017 TimKellerPhotography.com