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ARTIST: I’m With Her
TITLE: See You Around
LABEL: Rounder
UPC: 888072040724
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Produced by Ethan Johns and I’m With Her
Recorded by Dom Monks at Real World Studios
Assistant Engineer: Oli Jacobs
Mixed by Dom Monks at Real World Studios
Mastered by Mandy Parnell at Black Saloon Studios
Photography: Cover photo by Lindsey Byrnes. Packaging photography by York Tillyer.
Package Design: Cover layout and design by Lawrence Azerrad. Package layout by Sage La Monica
Sara Watkins − vocals, fiddle, ukulele, acoustic guitar, electric guitar
Sarah Jarosz − vocals, mandolin, octave mandolin, clawhammer banjo, mando guitar, acoustic guitar, electric guitar
Aoife O’Donovan − vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, piano, synth keys
Ethan Johns − harmonium, synth keys, dobro
Thank you:
Endless thanks to all of our families, friends, and everyone who helped make this record possible.
Artist Representation/Management:
Ben Levin at Nettwerk Management
Aaron Sawyer at Red Light Management
Emily Lichter at Public Emily Artist Management
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ARTIST: I’m With Her
TITLE: See You Around
LABEL: Rounder
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1. See You Around (03:48)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
2. Game To Lose (03:45)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
3. Ain’t That Fine (03:08)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
4. Pangaea (03:17)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
5. I-89 (03:01)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
6. Wild One (03:58)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
7. Waitsfield (02:34)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
8. Ryland (Under The Apple Tree) (03:29)
Written by Julian Lage, Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Julian Lage Music (BMI), Admin by Kobalt Songs Music Publishing, Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
9. Overland (03:25)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
10. Crescent City (02:59)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
11. Close It Down (03:08)
Written by Sara Watkins, Sarah Jarosz, Aoife O’Donovan
Published by Fiddle & Fall Music (ASCAP), Admin by Words and Music Int’l; SoRaw Music (BMI), Admin by Words & Music Int’l; Cosmic Seed Music (ASCAP), Admin by BMG Rights US
12. Hundred Miles (03:30)
Written by Gillian Welch
Published by Say Uncle Music (BMI) administered by Wixen Music Publishing, Inc.
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ARTIST: I’m With Her
TITLE: See You Around
LABEL: Rounder
UPC: 888072040724
1166100317
1. See You Around (03:48)
2. Game To Lose (03:45)
3. Ain’t That Fine (03:08)
4. Pangaea (03:17)
5. I-89 (03:01)
6. Wild One (03:58)
7. Waitsfield (02:34)
8. Ryland (Under The Apple Tree) (03:29)
9. Overland (03:25)
10. Crescent City (02:59)
11. Close It Down (03:08)
12. Hundred Miles (03:30)
Produced by Ethan Johns and I’m With Her
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LYRICS street date: 02/23/2018
ARTIST: I’m With Her
TITLE: See You Around
LABEL: Rounder
UPC: 888072040724
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See You Around
I hear you loud and clear
Through all the din and commotion
I hear you loud and clear
A constant ringing bell
Or the ocean in a shell I held up to my ear
While everything else is
Breaking like the waves down on the coastline
Breaking like the wine stained glass that held my drink
Breaking like the heart that’s stuck inside my skin
Will it ever beat again
Or just go on bleeding ’til it’s empty
’Til I fill it up again
I feel you, baby
These aren’t fighting words, just a declaration
I feel you
So I guess I’ll be going now
I know you’re looking out for new eyes in the crowd
I’ll see you around
Shiny pieces underneath my feet
Shiny pieces are not all of me
There’s a far off feeling, I can’t shake it
Hold it in my hands, but I might break it
Shiny pieces all around me
Breaking like the waves down on the coastline
Breaking like the wine stained glass that held my drink
Breaking like the heart that’s stuck inside my skin
Come on, fill it up again
Game To Lose
Tell it to me
Spit it out
If you push me
I’ll just get up
Tell it to me
Keep it coming
I’m on the ropes
But I got something
That you can’t see
Keep it coming
There’s always another corner
Makes me wonder
How much longer is it gonna be before I get where I’m going
Get what I need?
You gotta give to get, you gotta be game to lose
Couple other
Rounds ahead
Getting closer
I won’t slow down
Just a little longer
Think about it
What’s the next move
And the next one?
When is enough enough and when the going gets tough where can you go?
There’s always another corner
Makes me wonder
How much longer is it gonna be before I get where I’m going
Get what I need?
You gotta give to get, you gotta be game to lose
How much faster can somebody run if you’re chasing a lover
And the noonday sun is beating down on ya
Making it hard to breathe
Ain’t That Fine
Drivin’ round, you’re pointing out the faded places from your past
Fill up the tank, and I don’t question all the bad times that you’ve had
All the bad times that you’ve had
You’ve got a story, a dotted line
You have your sins, and I’ve got mine
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
I’ve got a story, a dotted line
Where it begins, the when and why
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
I’ve been around, there were years when I was breaking every rule
But I’m coming down, I can’t believe the things I put my mother through
But it’s alright, I guess we all deserve our turn to be a fool
I took my turn and so did you
I’ve got a story, a dotted line
I have my sins, I’ve done my time
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
I’ve got a story, a dotted line
And it’s connecting yours to mine
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
Ain’t that fine
When Friday night finally comes I leave my troubles at the door
And all our friends, they pile in, we sit for supper on the floor
Why would I ever ask for more?
Some folks have it better, but oh, we’ve got it good
We’ve got a story, a dotted line
No need to hurry, take our time
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
We’ve got a story, a dotted line
Where it begins, the when and why
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
We’ve got a story, a dotted line
Got a dollar and a dime
It’s nothing special, ain’t that fine, ain’t that fine?
Ain’t that fine
Pangaea
What’s left when the ground cracks
And the sky’s black?
It’s a lonely life
Everybody lives, everybody lies
When the earth shifts I’m gonna leave you on the other side
You will reach for me, you think that you need me
But you don’t need me
Oh, it’s a lonely life
I’m an old fisherman
Throw out my line, I’ll pull you in
Drive my boat, drive my hook
Pull it out and throw you back into the deep end
Oh, it’s a lonely life
What’s left when the ground cracks
And the sky’s black?
Where will you land?
In a game of pieces baby
What’s your strategy?
Try your best, connect to me
But the ocean is wider than you think
In a continental jigsaw
It’s a lonely life
Everybody lives, everybody lies
When the earth shifts and you leave me on the other side
It’s a lonely life
Oh, it’s a lonely life
I-89
If there was another way out I’d take it
If there was another way down I’d go
If there was another way other than the highway
Show me on a map point out the road
Waiting for the sight of headlights flashin’
Fussing with the dial on the radio
Burning through the pages of the Rand McNally
Fire in my belly gonna keep you warm
If there was another way out I’d take it
If there was another way down I’d go
If there was another way other than the highway
Show me on a map point out the road
Everybody wants a piece of me
Everybody wants to see what I see
But I can’t just give it to you like that
I’m sick of this routine baby
Shake yourself out of your drowsy sleep
Leavin’ you the keys on the kitchen counter
Aren’t you getting tired of the passenger seat?
Take a minute to remember, baby
Think of my hand pressing on your back
When you said you hoped no one would ever love me
I’ll never forgive you
If there was another way out I’d take it
If there was another way down I’d go
If there was another way other than the highway
Show me on a map point out the road
Everybody wants a piece of me
Everybody wants to see what I see
But I can’t just give it to you like that
Wild One
Do not cross over
Don’t get yourself undone
Do not cross over
The other side is a wild one
They say that there are mountains
Cut by wind and snow
I want to climb the hillside
But I hear the women wail
Of a cautionary tail
It starts with just a whisper
Calling me to stay
Why would you want to leave us?
Everything we gave
And everything we made
Singing
Do not cross over
Don’t get yourself undone
Do not cross over
The other side is a wild one
Where once there was a fire
Is only ash and stone
Where once there was a city
There are ghosts who freely roam
And they’re kicking up the bones
Singing
Do not cross over
Don’t get yourself undone
Do not cross over
The other side is a wild one
The other side is a wild one
Ryland (Under The Apple Tree)
Bright summertime
Pour the wine
We’ve got time
I’ll make you mine
Under the apple tree
I planted for my love and me
Your head upon my breast
In my sundress
You steal a kiss
How sweet it is
Under the apple tree
I planted for my love and me
Come September we’ll be swimmin’ in cider
And we’ll press the fruit into butter and we’ll bake it into pies
Oh me, oh my
I love you like
A butterfly
Just let me lie
Under the apple tree
I planted for my love and me
Overland
Goodbye brother, hello railroad
So long Chicago
All these years thought I was where I ought to be
But times are changing, this country’s growing
And I’m bound for San Francisco
I’ve lived through more than I can tell
Sold all that I could sell
Finally leaving it behind
Goodbye, farewell
If it isn’t one thing, then it’s one thing more
If it isn’t a fever that shows you the door
It’s the air or the water or a goddamn war
Goodbye brother, hello railroad
So long, Chicago
All these years thought I was where I ought to be
But times are changing, this country’s growing
And I’m bound for San Francisco
Mama died, brother was born
Daddy tried but he came up short
We were hungry, scared, and needed more
How much can a person take?
I been working hard since I was eight
Got more than my share of years upon my face
Brother, I’ve made up my mind
Got a ticket on the Union Line
I know we’ll meet again on the other side
Goodbye brother, hello railroad
So long, Chicago
All these years thought I was where I ought to be
But times are changing, this country’s growing
And I’m bound for San Francisco
Where a new life waits for me
Crescent City
You’re a strange bird
You’re a black crow
And you’re darker than the darkest hour before the cock crows
You’re a strange bird
Wanna take a long fly
Over Highway 101 down to Crescent City tide
Where you’ll sit on the white beach while the waves wash up your supper
Sit on the white beach wondering where are the others
The other road the
One less taken
You tried it out you stuck around just trying to fake it
There were good days, ‘til you broke them
There were right words but they always were the ones unspoken
So you sit beneath a tree and wait for manna from the sky
Sit beneath a tree humming “Am I born to die?”
Dirt under your fingernails
Wipe the mud from the windowsill
In this world of sweat and tears
Make a life worth living
It’s a free fall
It’s a high dive
No one really knows what the ocean hides
But you and I, bird
We’re gonna find out
And I’ll be next to you when the lights go out
And we might see some kind of beauty in the water
Flashes all around of a life that you forgot
Close It Down
Your voice is an echo of the voices in my mind
You’re talking low and laughing on the wrong side of the line
Take me back to way last June when summer made us high
Do you remember why?
The midnight sun was beating down on everyone but us
See I got a chill that I can’t shake, and I think it’s from your touch
I’m waiting for the clocks to turn so the sun won’t blind my eyes
Do you remember why?
I’m not the first one in this town to come under your spell
You come on strong and stick around and you think you mean well
And if I got the wrong idea then I apologize
And I remember why
I remember in a late night taxi
Back seat, blurry, city lights go by me
Your hand’s on my knee, but it means nothing
I know it means nothing
You want to take me out tonight, you want to buy the round
Bourbon by the bottle, you want to close it down
But when the last call lights come up you go home to your wife
And you remember why
Hundred Miles
Got a dusty neck and a bent back low
Feel the heat rise up over red dog road
Up ahead's just more of the road not showin'
That's a hundred miles that I'm goin’
It's a long way up and a long way back
Ain't no short cut and no sidetrack
And there ain’t one sign of a shade tree growing
That's a hundred miles that I'm goin’
That's a hundred miles to get back to you
Been a hundred years and maybe two
See the road stretch out for the old home place
See a glad tear standing on grandma's face
Gonna get some love and a big hello in
That's a hundred miles that I'm goin’