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For Real
(2001)
Produced by
Elio De Faveri
& Mandolin’ Brothers
Executive production by
Massimo Visentin
SFRC-CD009





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(track 01)
Wind In My Sails
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Paolo Canevari)

When the wind is blowin’ harder
And dark is the sea
And my soul almost starvin’
My eyes refuse to see

There’s a place I can hide from
The indifference & pain
Just to rest down my body
For the peace of my mind

Have you seen her
Like a dream of the east
Have you ever seen her
A sailin’ boat on the sea

No words are required about it
There is no ticket for sale
Just leave all my troubles behind me
An’ keep the wind in my sails
A strong wind in my sails

When the wind is blowin’ harder
And my head is full of snow
The confusion is diggin’
Deeper down in my soul
Her simple easy motion
An’ the grace of the flow
Can spare me from sadness
An’ keep me away from this mess


(track 03)
Bombay Skyline
Dedicated to the "Fat Man in the Bathtub "
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Bruno De Faveri)

I see the dim lights of Bombay
From a hole in my jet plane
I’ve been down to golden Goa state
I’ve done a real long long way

Lyin’ down on sandy beaches
Where the old coconut grows
Spending nights at full moon parties
Smokin’ ganja, havin’ fun

Well I’ve been gone for so long
Well I’ve been gone for so long
Well I’ve been gone for so long
Havin’ real good fun

Got no cars and got no TV
All those assholes of the screen
But a big old fat papaya
The wildest girls I’ve ever seen

Under the trees lost in the water
And the colors of the sea
A brand new sunset every evening
We got curries, anything
(repeat chorus)
Now I can see the streets of Bombay
With their crowd of joy & pain
I’m coming back from golden Goa state
I’ve done a real long long way

Lyin’ down on sandy beaches
Where the old coconut grows
Spendin’ nights at full moon parties
Smokin’ ganja, havin’ fun


(track 05)
Drive Me Wild
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Paolo Canevari)

Every time I see you baby
when you walking up down
the street
All my senses and my nerves
seem to overwhelm me
And I hope that you just note me
And I hope that you just smile
’Cause I’m sure that
you can drive me wild
It’s the same ol’ crazy feeling
like a fright train through
my vains
An’ I see the red lights baby
that are shinin’ down my eyes
And there ain’t no other reason
when I’m feeling like so high
It’s a force that I can’t stop
’cause it’s coming from my heart
And I hope that you just note me
And I hope that you just smile
’Cause I’m sure that
you can drive me wild

There’s no doubt about it
You’re the one I like
Nothing is gonna ever change
my mind
I just wanna touch you
I just wanna love you
But all I got
is just another dream


(track 07)
Willin
(Lowell George) * * in memory


(track 09)
This Time For Real
Alessandro Ragazzon & Stefano Cattaneo

Well I’m thinking ’bout Mexico
This time it will be for real
And I’m thinking ’bout Mexico
This time there’ll be no deals
Well I’m thinking about those Blue Roads
Beaten by the wind
Well I’m thinking about Mexico
This time it will be for real

The time has come I really got to go
I can’t rust in here
This time the call it will
Be too strong
To pretend that I can’t hear
I made mistakes I’ve been a fool
I’ve been on junk
This time I’m sure I really got to go
It’s the only hope I know

I’m sorry baby now I’m on the move
To change some part of me
And going back to the times I’ve known
When I was young and free
I’m hoping now I’ll be back for good
To find a way
That brings me back the real
Soul of mine
To start again sometime


(track 11)
She’s My Girl
Alessandro Ragazzon & Stefano Cattaneo

I got a girl that is magic
She always lifts my mood
(well) She knows all the good songs
She reads all my good books

She’s my girl (repeat) . . .
There’s nothing else to say, no

When I’m down and exhausted
She never leaves me alone
Well, I’m sure that she loves me
I trust her all the time

She’s my girl (repeat) . . .

In my heart I know I really trust you
In my mind I just can’t
Help be doubtful
Little honey I just can’t live
Without you


(track 12)
Stompin’ Blues
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Paolo Canevari)

Well I’m stompin’ on my blues
Stompin’ on my blues
Singing all my blues once again

Well I’m singing on my blues
I’ve got nothing more to loose
Stompin’ on my blues once again

Well I’m stompin’ all around
Stompin’ upside down
Singing on my blues once again
Well I’m singing all my blues
While I drink a little booze
Stompin’ on my blues once again

Every single day of my life
I’m walking with the blues by my side
I tell you my dear friends
This music gots no end
I’ve been here for a while
(I’ll) be back some other time

Well I’m stompin’ on . . . ( repeat )

(track 02)
Starry Eyes
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Stefano Cattaneo)

Early this morning
Got a buzz in my head
The news are storming
From the radio up there
Beware of commies
The Dow Jones is red
The bombs are falling
But no one seems to care

They talk about money
And nothing else
They kill the animals
The fun at its best
The poors are dyin’
And the rich is getting fat
Fashion and cars
For this nation of deads

Lookin’ out my window
I’m seeing no way out
All around my future
There’s a cloud
So I stay here
Feeling like a child
And I’m gonna scream now
Starry eyes and cry

Watchin’ the TV
They say all is well
But it’s damn sure
We are going to hell
The party is sold
And the unions get lost
Nothing is important
When your team plays at home

I’ve got enough
Of this " Good Look " or die
I’ve got enough
Of their old friendly smiles
Don’t want no smart bombs
No spot in prime time
Just wanna make a big disaster of mine


(track 04)
Can’t You See
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Stefano Cattaneo)

A time for love
A time for rage
There is no way
Out of this day to day
Conditions of life

I’ve always tried to be true
Living with you
Trying to give my best
As hard as I can

Can’t you see
Life has been
Just a sad bunch of days
With no joy at all
Can’t you see
You & me
We gotta holdin’ on
To the sail on the time

There’s no answer to the sad
Passin’ of time
When a love is changin’ to
A friendship too kind

It’s not too late to make a change
But I know it’s hard
To find again the music that
We’ve shared in our life
(repeat chorus)

Yes we made mistakes
Along the roadline
Some are too heavy to say
Together we can change
And start a new life
And maybe the good time will come


(track 06)
New York Blues
(inspired by a poem of late Allen Gimgsberg)
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Stefano Cattaneo)

Well I live in a hole
The sink leakin’ all through the wall
Down in Lower East Side
With roaches and junk in the halls
Oh Lord, bring me soon out of here

Days I come home so tired
The nights, lord I couldn’t get
No sleep
I can’t find no job
My brain is beginning to creep
So please, try to remember me

Because I’m here all alone
I couldn’t see any way out
I listent to the fear in my bones
I’m dyin’ but I’ll tell you no how

Lower girl she had left me
And cursed the day that we’ve met
Dirty blues and connections
In New York it’s all what you get
Someday I’ll rush out of here

’Cause I live in a hole
The sink leakin’ all through the wall
Down in Lower East Side
With roaches and junk in the hall
Oh Lord, bring me soon out of here


(track 08)
Just a Void
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Paolo Canevari)

Wakin’ up this morning
The room was dark and silent
And my mind was empty
Just a void

Same old stories
Same old faces
Are waiting me at work
Without a change in
All these years

There’s no reason
To keep goin’ on this way
I just need a change
A different color everyday around
All around

When I got out
I drink some coffee
And I light another cigarette
To face this bloody new day

I wanna run
I wanna hide
I wanna save my sanity
And leave from here
So far from here

Wakin’ up this morning
The room was dark and silent
And my mind was empty
Just a void
I wanna run
I wanna hide
I wanna save my sanity
And leave from here
So far from here


(track 10)
Sleepy Sand
(Alessandro Ragazzon & Bruno De Faveri)

She left the hut
Early Sunday morning
Local boys still snoring
Her head still buzzing
For the booze of the night before

She reach the beach
In the fleeble green twilight
Oozing out from the canopy
Of the palm trees
And she cleaned her
Bloodstained hands
In a leaf of banian

Enough of his whistle calling
Enough of sharing her emotions
With other women
Enough of this unbelievable paradiso
Enough of his smart drugs

She walked on the still dreamin’ sand
She waded in the waters

. . . That’s all Folks!