Troy Richmond Dixon

 
 

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Troy Richmond Dixon

by Troy Richmond Dixon

An inspiring blend of folk, country and rock that explores the landscape and influences of modern Americana music.
  • 04:23 Lyrics All the Kings Horses

    All the King’s Horses

     

    in the ghetto’s of a cancerous land

    reading the writing on the sidewalk,

    all of my pretentiousness has all been in vain

    said the cold hand of fate once again,

    peek in the coffin just to see who it’s for

    don’t believe in mercy, I’ve already seen the killing floor,

    and everything I’ve learned has all been undone

    by the cold hand of fate once again

    by the cold hand of fate once again

     

    I know, this could be the day

    I know, this could be the day

     

    hunting at midnight, not a breeze to be found

    black cats and palm trees, blood on the ground,

    who has mistaken me, enemy or friend?

    or the cold hand of fate once again

    pull back the black veil, kick down that wall

    ask questions later if we need to at all,

    finger on the trigger so don’t make a move

    said the cold hand of fate once again

    said the cold hand of fate once again

     

    I know, this could be the day

    I know, this could be the day

    all the kings horses

    all the kings men

     

    just read the orders and get right in line

    don’t read the fine print, works every time,

    do you hear the drumming, so go march with the band

    and the cold hand of fate once again

    and the cold hand of fate once again

     

    ©® 2011 Troy Richmond Dixon ASCAP

    Three Rivers Music

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  • 03:11 Lyrics Rattlesnake Luck (Roll the Dice)

    Rattlesnake Luck

     

    you don’t need to roll the dice on me

    if you’re wondering what you think you’re going to get,

    might be running hot or cold, left or right

    right or wrong,

    you don’t need to roll the dice on me

     

    one minute the fates are kind

    and then they’re mean,

    reminding me of the choices that I’ve made

    the devil you know plays a part,

    wish I would of known that from the start

    one minute the fates are kind

    and then they’re mean

     

    I need to find place where I can feel some grace

    and get much better,

    still hung up on all the words

    scrawled across your last letter,

    in pieces on my floor

     

    of all the in betweens I’ve known

    this one is the worst that I recall,

    staring up out of the hole I’ve dug

    looking for some blue skies,

    to soften up my fall

     

    you don’t need to roll the dice on me

    keep your money safe and sound,

    no need to bet

    what you see might move around

    and what goes up might not come down,

    so, you don’t need to roll the dice on me

     

    ©® 2011 Troy Richmond Dixon ASCAP

    Three Rivers Music

    All Rights Reserved

  • 04:24 Lyrics Three Rivers

    Three Rivers

     

    we ought to roll again,

    back down by three rivers where we opened up

    and climbed right in

    we took off and ran

    I will not fall unheard,

    I think that’s what we both said, we were blameless

    and we meant every word

    it had to be a message

     

    but the water was fast and the water was deep

    quick to pull you under

    so quick to knock you off of your feet

     

    see the ghosts every mile,

    standing by with folded arms and faded lines

    with the hint of a smile

    ‘cause it don’t pay to throw your stones

    we thought we were so free,

    back down by the river we had all the time

    that we’d ever need

    to set it all right

     

    but the water was fast and the water was deep

    quick to pull you under

    so quick to knock you off of your feet

     

    I see it’s raining there tonight

    fifteen years between us have come and gone

    and set with the night

    like a blanket over time

    are you still seeking to find?

    in between the shade and sun

    that perfect place that’s still on my mind

    ‘cause I’ve been looking ever since

     

    but the water was fast and the water was deep

    quick to pull you under

    so quick to knock you off of your feet

     

    ©® 2011 Troy Richmond Dixon ASCAP

    Three Rivers Music

    All Rights Reserved

  • 03:46 Lyrics Tear in My Pocket

    Tear In My Pocket

     

    a coin in a wishing well

    is how I’ve felt for days,

    half drowning in my hope

    and not sure of the company

     

    I’ve got a tear in my pocket tonight

    calling your name,

    but I keep it to myself

     

    if only the seasons would change

    I might find myself in a different light,

    and I might even smile and enjoy

    the snow in winter, the rain in spring

     

    though I seem shut down

    I’ve been on the other side,

    and I’m trying to put it all in its place

    and nothing has come for free

    nothing I’ve held on to, easily

     

    headstrong to run on through

    or maybe I just don’t know any better,

    I was trying to talk to you

    but you didn’t know,

    or you didn’t care

     

    I’ve got a tear in my pocket tonight

    calling your name,

    but I keep it to myself

    and nothing has come for free

    nothing I’ve held on to, easily

     

     

    ©® 2011 Troy Richmond Dixon ASCAP

    Three Rivers Music

    All Rights Reserved

  • 05:42 Lyrics Mountain Waltz

    Mountain Waltz

     

    seeing this ol’ babylon fall back in line

    same disposition  but a whole different rhyme,

    right on the money and right on time

    been to the mountain again

    been to the mountain again

     

    cold in the kitchen and dry in the well

    backed up against it and I nearly fell,

    tripping in the city and I stumbled through hell

    been to the mountain again

    been to the mountain again

     

    is it over my head?

    is it over this hill?

    while I’m living,

    I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying

    I’m dying again

     

    jones on the weather phone, checking it twice

    reached in his blue jeans and pulled out the dice,

    through them into the river and he asked for advice

    been to the mountain again

    been to the mountain again

     

    is it over my head?

    is it over this hill?

    while I’m living,

    I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying

    I’m dying again

     

    too many mirrors, too much t.v.

    sweet talk and candy, a reasonable fee,

    while I’m begging you, you’re begging me

    been to the mountain again

    been to the mountain again

     

    many before us, the salt in the sea

    shamed down to bless us, the righteous to be,

    taking no prisoners but no one goes free

    been to the mountain again

    been to the mountain again

     

    is it over my head?

    is it over this hill?

    while I’m living,

    I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying

    I’m dying again

     

    ©® 2011 Troy Richmond Dixon ASCAP

    Three Rivers Music

    All Rights Reserved

NOTES
Taking inspiration from songwriting legends Bob Dylan and Stephen Stills and country greats Willie Nelson and Lucinda Williams, Troy Richmond Dixon blends the influences of country, rock, folk and soul into a style that is uniquely his own.
“For me, it’s all about the stories that you’re trying to share and how they might resonate with the audience. All of my favorite songwriters were first and foremost great storytellers. That’s what I …
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