Vocalist~Musician~Producer~Songwriter
BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, bass, acoustic and electric guitars, drums
When you wake up in the morning,
do you feel the sun shining down on you?
As you look across the sky, rain clouds linger on
Will they cry for you?
And it’s all in a day.
As we search to find ourselves among the many
Yes it’s all in a day.
And we never know if we will ever find our way.
When you see the moonlight in the autumn,
and you hear the wind rustle through the trees?
Do you feel such a mystic revelation?
as you listen to the chorus of the breeze.
And it’s all in a day.
To see the wonder of the world and not forgetting
that it’s all in the way, the loving path
is the one that we must try to take.
Try to steer through the madness
as you navigate the maze.
Try to empty out the sadness.
Feel the power and the grace.
It’s a bright and shining moment
when you feel the hope beaming down on you.
For it will guide you through the darkness
and lead to your home
You’ll never be alone.
For it’s all in a day
as we try to find the silver in the lining.
Yes it’s all in a day
To learn the lesson from our story
and finally find our way.
BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, bass, synthesizers
Don't come knocking on my door.
You're not welcome anymore.
It's not like it was before,
cause I'm going through changes.
You say I'm the one to blame.
Seems the story stays the same,
and one point that still remains.
it's a bad situation.
You don't have to worry. I'll be fine,.
even though I know you won't.
Cause I'm in no hurry
to go that road again
when heartaches and deception were always there.
Don't come knocking on my door.
It's not like it was before,
I don't love you anymore.
cause I'm going through changes.
Cause I'm in no hurry'
to go that road again
when heartaches and deception were always there.
Don't come knocking on my door.
You're not welcome anymore.
I don't love you like before,
cause I'm going through changes.
Gonna throw away the key,
Close the door!
: BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, guitar, drums, upright bass
CAROL ANN, background vocals
I don't know where you've gone,
but I'll take the money you've been doing me wrong Uh Huh
You've got me singing Uh Huh????
Standing on the corner and singing the blues alone.
You say that I'm your man,
but sweet, little darling
won't you give me your hand Uh Huh.
You've got me singing Uh Huh????
Standing on the corner and doing up the bottle alone.
First you said you loved me.
then you said you cared.
Now I find myself wondering.
Every night I'm crying in my pillow.
I don't know where I stand,
but loving you darling is driving me mad Uh Huh.
You've got me singing Uh Huh????
Lying on the corner and staring at the stars above.
When you said you loved me.
When you said you cared.
Now I find myself wondering.
Every night I'm crying in my pillow.
I don't know where you've gone,
but i know I'm not hanging around no more
I won't be singing Uh Huh.
I'll be dancing on the corner doing Bambi Boogie all night long.
I'll be dancing on the corner doing Bambi Boogie all night long.
I'll be dancing on the corner doing Bambi Boogie all night long.
I like it like that!
BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, bass, synthesizers
Wake up in the morning
When the sun come up,
I struggle to get out of bed.
Monday morning jitters, I splash my face
to get the cobwebs out of my head.
When you’re in a gig you hate
Time crawls by and you wait.
Got to get myself together
Get myself back in step.
Gotta get myself back in step.
Traffic is a drag, I’m running late
And I know the boss lady’s
Gonna give it to me good.
She’s the type of person who’ll write you up
if you give her any kind of a sarcastic look.
There’s a reason that I’m lost
Got to leave here at all cost.
Got to get back in the swing
I gotta get myself back in step.
I gotta get myself back in step.
(break)
Night rolls in, the drinks are poured
And the time has come
for me to bare my soul.
Thinkin’ about the things I want
And getting’ them before I get too old.
For I know in my heart,
I’ve got to make a start, yeah
The light has changed to green from red,
I gotta get myself back in step
Get myself back in step.
Get myself back in step.
BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, bass, electric guitar, synthesizers
Through the all the neon signs
flashing all around me.
Such a crazy time of the night.
And all the sidewalk scenes,
Different from each other,
Hustle in the air, broken dreams.
What I see, I don’t want.
It’s too painful to observe.
But as I walk, it’s clear to see.
And I find myself submerged
In the mind of the city.
(New York City world)
Catch a cab downtown
Over to the village.
People hanging out in the square.
There’s money changing hands
For services rendered.
Anything you want, all for sale.
Through it all, life goes on
To the never-ending beat
Of the mind of the city.
Morning light, brand new day.
And it’s hard to break away
From the mind of the city
From the mind of the city
From the mind of the city
© 2020 Robert G. Barca
BOB BARCA: vocals, acoustic guitar~~John Smith: recording engineer
I’ve been thinking about you
And all the beauty that you are.
With a smile that melts my heart
and eyes that warm my soul
This you are to me.
And I don’t how it started.
How this feeling came to be?
I only know that lightening struck
The arrow reached its mark.
And I’ve been in love ever since.
No one can say what will happen in time
If this heaven’s meant to be.
No one can say if it will capture your heart
And bring you safely to me.
(break)
I’ve tried to find a reason for this love,
The only answer’s from above.
There’s one more thing I should tell you,
You make everything so real
Stay with me through the years,
We’ll conquer all our fears
Together we can break the chains of time,
Together we can break the chains of time.
© 2020 Bob Barca
BOB BARCA: vocals, bass, acoustic and electric guitars, harmonica, synthesizers
Driving down a lonely road
with the cold wind at my back.
Seeking preservation in a jug of Apple Jack
A hundred miles down the line,
I think I'll take a rest.
Travelling bones is in my soul
be it north, south, east or west.
I travel on, keep on keepin' on.
I might go out to California, down to Houston, maybe up to Arkansas.
Never had a place, I could call my very own.
Anywhere I laid my hat, that's the place that I call home.
Never saw the good life on the other side of the tracks.
Left my home one Sunday morn, I ain't never coming back.
I travel on, keep on keepin' on.
I might go down to West Virginia, Pennsylvania, maybe up to Saginaw.
Saginaw?
One night I found myself, in a little country bar.
The juke was playing jammin' tunes
There's a few guys shooting darts.
I walked up to the bar maid
said can I play for drinks and tips?
She shut the juke, told the folks to sit
And said take out your guit!
I played a song, played it all night long.
I let my fingers do the walking,
then I split that scene before the break of dawn.
Play on, keep on keepin' on
Well, find your way, keep on traveling on.
You might go down to Alabama, cross to Georgia
then on to Florida.
Let's hit the road guys.
Move it out.
BOB BARCA: vocals, bass, electric guitars organ, drums
CAROL ANN: background vocals
2020BOB BARCA: vocals, synthesizers, bass, electric guitar
I get up, somebody knocks me down.
But I’m trying to help myself
and rise up from the ground.
Cause I’ve been where I didn’t want to go.
And I’ve been lying, to myself
to think I really know.
And I’m walking on a thin line,
trying hard to make it right.
Wracked in disillusion,
Mind is always bent on retribution.
Every day goes by
I try to find which way my life is going to turn.
Will I rise? Will I fall? Will I finally see?
Or will the world’s deception bring my heart down to its knees?
And I know the reason for my strife.
It’s the cross of my self-doubt,
and how it rules my life.
And I’m walking on a thin line,
manic battle all the time.
Always in seclusion,
prisoner of my mental convolution.
Now the time has come for changes,
social rearranging.
I need to take it higher.
Take the time to find the way.
And I’m walking on a thin line,
tired of working overtime.
Clearing up confusion,
praying for the light of absolution.
© 2020 Robert G Barca
Personnel: BOB BARCA: vocals, piano, guitar, drums
J. Dammacco: bass, engineer
I can see it in your smile,
hides the loneliness inside.
And I see an angel’s face
Torn from pain, love’s refrain,
when will someone love you for real,
love you for real.
Every day goes passing by
And I think of you and sigh.
Trying to figure out a way,
to let you know that I need you so,
but being shy gets in my way,
gets in my way
I try to find a reason and a way
of why my love for you is so strong
I’ve given up trying to understand why
I only know my love is true.
(BREAK)
There’s a dream I want to share with you.
One of love without despair.
It’s heaven sent when I see your smiling face.
And I need to tell you this
If I held you in my arms
Was surrounded by your charms
I would feel the love the love
That only few could know
I wish that we, could love endlessly
And be as one eternally, eternally
BOB BARCA: vocals, acoustic guitar, alto recorder
Every day gets a little longer.
Every night, searching for the slumber.
And I’ve tried, tried to make it better,
But I find myself relinquishing
the power and the honor inside.
I don’t know where I’m going.
All I know is where I’ve been.
Take a walk downtown
And try to figure out what’s gone wrong.
Friends keep calling saying
that you’re singing the same song.
Go outside and try to find
just what you’ve been missing from.
Go and take the sunshine,
but you may even have to follow the storm.
Do you know where you’re going?
Do you know where you’ve been?
Take it away, take it away
(break)
Every day, gettin’ really stronger.
Every night rollin’ with the thunder!
All I know is where I’m going
I don’t care where I’ve been!
Just take it away, take it away
Take it away!
© 2010 Bob Barca
I believe that music is the universal language. All people, across all cultures, embrace music as an important part of their lives. It’s always been part of my identity, and it always will be the light that illuminates my soul in “an immersion of all things musical. “ Please feel free to download any of my songs, that’s how I circulate my music. Thanks, and peace to all.
All Original Songs (C) Robert G. Barca
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