SINGER / SONGWRITER / GUITARIST
SINGER / SONGWRITER / GUITARIST / PEDAL STEEL PLAYER
A DIFFERENT GAME

Different Game
words and music by
john greene


still i wake up in the morning,
still i go to bed at night,
still i fight the same old battles
and always try to do what’s right
but somehow its changed
it’s a different game,
it’s not the same
it’s a different game

hung on so long
for the moment,
when things would take a different path,
thought that time
was never coming
but now the moment’s here at last
somehow its changed
it’s a different game,
it’s not the same
it’s a different game

the answer wasn’t in a bottle,
the answer wasn’t in my head
i found the answer
when you turned
and gave to me,
a loving smile which simply said
somehow you’ve changed
you’re not the same
it’s a different game
it’s a different game

© joncomusic 1999

No Water but the Sea
words and music by
john greene


seduced by the sun, tempted by heat,
beautiful bodies asleep on the beach,
and it’s all the same, wherever you go,
only the colors change,
and 10 days feels, just like 10 years,
with no old way of living,
it was an out of date plan,
cursed by bad luck,
all my dreams went down the river

i had to leave, so i could come back to stay,
the world had changed and i didn’t know it
tear life apart, just to build it again,
i had changed and i didn’t know it
and there was no water but the sea

i forgot, that i belong alone,
in this land where my family lies,
finally accepting,
that there’s sailing no more,
i ran away from the noise,
to starlit darkness, heading home,
i cross the bridge and it starts to rain,
live with the good memories,
live with the bad,
i won’t throw myself off the edge again

i had to leave, so i could come back to stay,
the world had changed and i didn’t know it
tear life apart, just to build it again,
i had changed and i didn’t know it
and there was no water but the sea

© joncomusic 1999

I Wish
words and music by
john greene


i wish you could have been my friend
and i could have been yours,
we could have taught each other so much,
i wish we could have had the things
that people like us should
but our souls just never seemed to touch

and now the sand has all run out
and there’s nothing i can do
you know i never could talk to you,
this song is gonna be
my only chance to say good-bye
and tell you that i’ll miss you so much

i wish i could have been the one
you showered your love upon
i wish that you
could have been prouder of me,
but i had a different road
i had to travel on
and it took me places
where you couldn’t be

and now the sand has all run out
and there’s nothing i can do
you know i never could talk to you,
this song is gonna be
my only chance to say good-bye
and tell you that i’ll miss you so much
yeah tell you that i’ll miss you so much

© joncomusic 1998

Up the Creek
words and music by
john greene


gonna miss you when you’re gone
the time has come for moving on
i’ll still have the photograph of you

see the street lamps coming on
daylight‘s fading soon be gone
tomorrow i’ll be chasing after you

up the creek, down the river
the thought of going back,
makes me shiver
and that day has come around too fast

loving things and letting go
is the hardest thing i know
but no-one stays on mountain tops
too long

yes i’ll miss you when you’re gone
but it’s time for moving on
and i still have the photograph of you

up the creek, down the river
the thought of going back,
makes me shiver
and that day has come around too fast
up the creek, down the river
i’ll be missing you forever
and that day has come around too fast

© joncomusic 2000

Hello Again
words and music by
john greene


it’s hard to believe what just happened
as i sit here writing this song,
where you’re just standing on the corner
like you were waiting for someone
hello again

and i still get that same old feeling
every time i see you baby
you still send my senses reeling,
just like you always did
hello again

we had that long conversation
the one where you’re saying good-bye
and i’m trying to come to terms with
my life being a lie
where a series of misunderstandings
and hopes i couldn’t deny
were all that i had to live for
as time slowly went by

and i’m wondering if you still feel it
the way i’m feeling it now,
is there a trace of the magic
that used to move us so
hello again
hello again

© joncomusic 1998

Only Get By
words and music by
john greene


how long have i been sitting here,
watching it rain on this town
wondering what would have happened
if a different deal had gone down
sometimes dreams are all that’s left,
glimpses of what used to be
and i know that i did the right thing,
building a wall around me
but as the days drift and die,
i still wonder why, i only get by

enough about me, lets talk about you,
you’ve made your own bed now climb in,
the day is coming when things will turn round,
the truth will come out, kin is kin,
i hope that i will be generous,
when the boot’s on the other foot,
but it may not be in my power
if the damage you’ve done’s killed the root
as the days drift and die
will you wonder why,
you only get by

you think i’m such a loser,
a joke nobody has told
but no-one’s laughing at me baby,
they’re all crying for you,
sometimes dreams are all that’s left,
glimpses of what used to be
will you think that you did the right thing,
when you finally see
that you only get by,
as the days drift and die,
you only get by
you only get by

© joncomusic 2000

Sunday, Disappointed
words and music by
john greene


sundays are always a bad day,
for people who live on their own,
sunday's the day that you pay,
for spending your time alone

i used to look forward to sundays,
friends and family, they would come,
sunday was the number one day,
like xmas and birthday in one,

still life’s like a day repeating,
you get up you get down,
you go back to bed,
you watch the rain
make the washing wetter,
and always fall asleep
disappointed yeah
Sunday, disappointed

now every day's like a week till friday
and every week's like a month until June
treasure memories as time drips away,
always be true to your own,

still life’s like a day repeating,
you get up you get down,
you go back to bed,
you watch the rain
make the washing wetter,
and always fall asleep
disappointed yeah
Sunday, disappointed

© joncomusic 1999

Then a Girl Walks In
words and music by
john greene


there you are,
the dawn of a brand new day,
ready, up and willing, come what may,
happy with, life and another start,
looking to the future,
where you play your perfect part

there you sit, it’s the middle of the day,
you’re doing what you’re doing
in the usual way
ups and downs,
dodging the slings and arrows,
trying to keep your life within,
the straight and narrow

thinking bout things
that make me what i am
driving thru life with the seat belt off
times to short
for dreams beyond perfection
when she comes will it be alright

there you go, its the evening of the day,
socializing, party-going,
drink your life away,
drown the day, stagger home at dawn,
happy with your lonely lot,
glad to be alone

then a girl walks in
and your dreams turn into dust,
then a girl walks in
and your iron resolve turns to rust,
then a girl walks in
and seven mirrors shatter,
then a girl walks in
and she’s the only thing that matters
no, nothing else matters

© joncomusic 2000

O.U.T. Out
words and music by
john greene


next time round i could be a winner
had my chances like all of us sinners, yeah
short term gains just aren’t worth the candle
cancel the bitch
if it’s too tough to handle it yeah
get up, get out, move on, buy a ticket,
walk if you have to,
it’s better than sticking it out,
gotta get out
o.u.t. out

you can’t slam a door if it isn’t open,
can’t spill the milk if you haven’t bought any, no,
there ain’t no smoke without any matches,
you’ll have to run fast
if you’re going to catch me now
get up, get out, move on, buy a ticket,
walk if you have to,
it’s better than sticking it out,
if you’re in doubt, you’d better get out
o.u.t. out

your god, my god,
who gives a goddam
you can’t prove it anymore than i can now
left hand, right hand,
black, white or indigo
the one doesn’t know
what the others doing anyhow
get up, get out, move on, buy a ticket,
walk if you have to,
it’s better than sticking it out,
if you’re in doubt, you’d better get out
o.u.t. out

© joncomusic 2000

who killed the buffalo
words and music by
john greene


i dreamed we drove up to tacoma,
my dad and me,
seeking the ghost of jimi,
we crashed into a tree,
now i sit at the top table,
a salesman may call today
there is no best note in a chord,
the angels have all gone away

how can i compare myself,
with those that went before
and gave up all they had to give,
in old, forgotten wars
or wrote cool words of sanity,
when all around were mad
and drew the face of happiness
on a blood-stained pad

who killed the buffalo,
maybe it was me,
maybe it was all of us,
maybe we’ll never see the way home

greed and stupidity,
always dragging us down,
we’re moving from arrivals to,
the departure lounge,
death is just another dream
that’s happening to me,
i’m not afraid of moving on
in the 21st century

who killed the buffalo,
maybe it was me,
maybe it was all of us,
maybe we’ll never see the way home

© joncomusic 1999