Music by Stephen Girouard
¨little by little
bit by bit
little bit by little bit¨
Paul Simon - Your the One
Songs available on most streaming services
Nobody Knocks
I was sitting down
behind a bathroom door
A public rest
no room for more
Should be no surprise
not every lock will work
But I shouldn’t have called him
you stupid jerk
Nobody knocks anymore x3
I got no problem
with a little small talk
It comes in handy
every once in a while
The longer it goes
the smaller it gets
But it comes in handy
every once in a while
Nobody knocks anymore x3
Some say I’m not easy
All stuck inside
But your sweet knock
I just opened wide
You stood so lovely
In the vestibule
My dear exception
to prove that rule
Nobody Knocks
Written by Stephen Girouard. Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Tony Di Lullo
Recorded at NY Tune Saloon, NYC 2023
Acoustic Guitar, Vocals ---------- Stephen Girouard
Electric Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals ---------- Tony Di Lullo
Piano, Keyboard, Backing Vocals ---------- Jorgen Kjaer
Drums ---------- Nikolaus Schuhbeck
Sunny Skies With My Dad, I am Here, Mystery Book by Actor Stephen Girouard vocals, guitar, & harmonica, recorded by Laurent Blanchett at Caps Lock Recordings Carmel NY. Linsey Luff’s vocals recorded by Dan Menke in Brooklyn NY.
All other tracks recorded by the musicians at various studios.
Sunny Skies with my Dad
Written & Co-Produced by Stephen Girouard
Mixed, Mastered & Co-Produced by Jorgen Kjaer
NYC 2022
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar ----------Stephen Girouard
Resonator Guitar, Upright Bass ---------- Zachary J. Mechlem
Additional guitar & backup vocals ----------Jorgen Kjaer
Sunny Skies with my Dad
He'd carry the four of us
Ascend the stairs
Call it a day
My face would feel
His razor stubble
To be shaven away
The next day
His get up and go
Helicopter to fly
My dad worked in the sky
He'd pitch to me
Get the bat back
keep your eye on the ball
I'd swing away
So many a warm
Weekend day
Swinging away
We'd watch the ball fly
Up into the sky
My dad and I
Forecast calls for sunny sunny skies. (X2)
Just look around
So many people broken down
How many never knew
A father who could ever be true
A man like you
A dad thru and thru
For all of those years
I thank God I had you
Forecast calls for sunny sunny skies (X2)
Stephen Girouard
I am Here
God help me write
The words to this song
I hit a block
It's gone on too long
If I could get started
Things would surely get somewhere
I'm just exhausted
Honey are you there
I am here I am here my love
What was it you wanted to say
Shall I just hold you tight
And sing you to sleep tonight
I grab my guitar
Play the chords once again
Mumble through the music
You stupid ball point pen
You just lie there
Cold as can be
Where is my wife
Cried the melody
I am here I am here my love
What was it you wanted to say
Shall I just hold you tight
And sing you to sleep tonight
Love to the rescue
We'll never stop singing about
So why not make it my turn
Turn my inside out
Come to think of it
No matter the words I say
But the music that I make
God help me today
I am here I am here my love
What was it you wanted to say
Shall I just hold you tight
And sing you to sleep
I am here I am here my love
What was it you wanted to say
Shall I just hold you tight
And sing to you tonight
Stephen Girouard
I am Here
Written & Co-Produced by Stephen Girouard
Mixed, Mastered & Co-Produced by Jorgen Kjaer
NYC 2022
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica --------- Stephen Girouard
Vocals ------------- Lindsey Luff
Acoustic Guitar ------------- David Mansfield
Drums, Percussion ------------- Dan Menke
Pedal Steel Guitar ------------- Gerald Menke
Piano, Keyboard ------------- Jorgen Kjaer
Upright Bass ------------- Zachary J. Mechlem
Mystery Book
Written & Produced by Stephen Girouard
Mixed & Mastered by Tony DiLullo at NY Tune Saloon
NYC 2022
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar -------------- Stephen Girouard
Drums -------------- Dan Menke
Electric Bass -------------- Zachary J. Mechlem
KeyBoard -------------- Quentin Jennings
Backup Vocals -------------- Linsey Luff
Pedal Steel Guitar -------------- Gerald Menke
Electric Guitar, Additional Acoustic Guitar ------- Tony DiLullo
Mystery Book
A misty rain, two feet take to the ground
My lips don't move, as I read the pages bound
This education, hits me right between the eyes
The culprit comes with no need
No need of a disguise
I curl up in my chair with all the comfort, love, and lies
It flies
Religious duties called this man as he saw fit
What better reason justifies the big time hit
This is my theory, can not wait to see it hold
With cards like these, would you ever
Would you ever think I'd fold
I know it's just a mystery book
So thank you mister much
I've been a millions time told
I've been told
Here me crying lord, I'm crying out to you
Take me as a child lord, I know to come to you
To come to you, so that's what I do
You may say money and behind the motives found
I would agree he's of no highly moral ground
Now let me finish or perhaps I should read more
Enter one hero, what an entrance
a step right through the door
Man was I taken back
When on hands and knees
He crawled the floor
The floor
The car he drove you would say it's quite sleek
But clues he found by putting pride in it's back seat
Yes I do observe, there's nothing I like more
Perhaps I should be a movie
A movie director
You see I heard the late John Huston say that to it
There wasn't a whole lot more
Not much more
Here me crying lord, I'm crying out to you
Take me as a child lord, I know to come to you
To come to you, so that's what I do
The villain wondered, where the chase had taken place
Deep in the hole, the man found he had no ace
Still have these cards, now shall I hold them till the end
Opinions count if only to
To help me to defend
I know I've a ways to go
And I pray I know I can't pretend
I can't pretend
A fabled finish, on the edge of my chair
The rain outside picks up, the window thru I peer
A business suited man, with umbrella he walks by
The sidewalk carries him, no further
Than he is willing to fly
He will fly so high
That the people watching will say
He flies
Why that man flies
Here me crying lord, I'm crying out to you
Take me as a child lord, I know to come to you
To come to you, so that's what I do
Stephen Girouard