Songs of Will T. Massey — “A Little Bit of a Heartbreaker”

One of Will’s “iPhone” releases — he talked of releasing a compilation of the dozen or so rough tracks he had shared with a few friends via email while living on a ranch near San Angelo in 2014. While the audio quality was never great, those recordings offer a good look behind the scenes at Will woodshedding tunes, some of which later made it onto “The Weathering.” 

The video comes from his first gig back in Austin after his abrupt departure at the start of the year.

I looked around and I was 40,
Surprised to be alive.
With friends & family scattered,
Through winters I’d survive.
And I was a fixer-upper
For a woman of the red.
She could tell and see I’d kiss her
And sing her into bed.
And Austin knew my name
Just for lashes of rhyme.
And that girl knew I’s insane
But she showed me a good time.
And the dogs left me alone —
Lord, the pictures they saw.
Those were wounded, growing years
For my repertoire.

And I don’t know how I slipped away.
Like a tumbleweed beside the highway —
Ghostly, rolling, dirty, dark, blind…
A little bit of a heartbreaker,
Always a little bit gone.

Well, I woke up on a ranch,
And just like a mourning dove,
I called to an old flame
To come and make love.
Well, we drank and smoked and travelled,
Like free love from the 60s,
All aphrodisiac,
She was sad and said she’d miss me.

I don’t know how I slipped away.
Like a tumbleweed beside the highway —
Ghostly, rolling, dirty, dark, blind…
A little bit of a heartbreaker,
Always a little bit gone.

Well, I remember when Momma died,
I hadn’t seen her for so long —
I was homeless in Seattle,
I just never belonged.
At General Delivery,
I got a grand — that went, too.
I bought a guitar for Texas
And I never cried for her.

But I don’t know how I slipped away.
Like a tumbleweed beside the highway —
Ghostly, rolling, dirty, dark, blind…
A little bit of a heartbreaker,
Always a little bit gone.

A little bit of a heartbreaker
Always a little bit gone.

About bullersbackporch

I am a native Austinite, a high-tech Luddite, lover of music, movies and stories and a born trainer-explainer.
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