Josephine & Assorted Train Songs

by Tim Vitullo

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Tim Vitullo is a bit different.

A promising singer, guitarist, and songwriter, Vitullo decided to return home to both Pittsburgh, PA and his blues influences to record Josephine & Assorted Train Songs, his debut studio LP. This comes after poising himself as an exciting, young jazz artist in State College, PA with the release of This is the Thing! in 2012.

With his latest statement, Vitullo mixes the best of his blues, rock, and pop influences to present a dozen examples of "adult alternative album rock." Songs like “Josephine” are concise and accessible with a smooth delivery and a sly sense of humor. Ballads “Letters” and “A Different Kind of Blue” are earnest experiments in confessional-style songwriting flanked by dense vocal and horn arrangements. Further, burners “Interstate Jesus,” “Black & White Wonderful,” and “Pretty Good” flash the guitar prowess that has been Vitullo’s calling card since his earliest musical ventures.

Josephine & Assorted Train Songs was produced, engineered, and mixed by singer/songwriter and producer Steven Foxbury in Pittsburgh, PA. Recorded entirely at Foxbury’s Yellow Couch Studio, the LP is a home-grown display of some of the city’s most promising young talents.

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Purchase of the complete album includes audio for all tracks in a buyer-selected format, lyrics embedded in each track, a high-resolution cover photo and a PDF booklet that includes all cover artwork and liner notes.

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released August 1, 2015

On all tracks:

Tim Vitullo - Guitars & Vocals
Chris Skelly - Double Bass & Bass Guitar
Brent McConnell - Drums & Percussion
Ryan Mocniak - Alto & Tenor Saxophone
Rich Pantaleo - Trumpet, Soprano Trombone, & Keys
Collin Binko - Baritone Saxophone
Natalie Hatcher - Vocals
Steven Foxbury - Vocals

All songs © 2015 Tim Vitullo except Tracks 3 & 5
"Brick" written by Johnnie Morrisette
"Pretty Good" written by John Prine

Produced, Engineered, & Mixed by Steven Foxbury
Recorded at Yellow Couch Studio
Mastered by Michael Maurice at Curio Sound
Cover art by Alex Hunter
Cover photos by Rich Pantaleo

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Track Name: The New Year
Is there anyone who can recall,
Seeing the world from above it all?

Wake up to find our neighbors gone,
Replaced by people we could never lean on.

Never know what you’ll find here,
Welcome to the new year.

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Good news for you, it’s just a matter of time,
Won’t have to steal to make a dime.

They won’t ever tell it to you or me,
Nor will they ever let it pass on quietly.

Never know what you’ll find here,
Welcome to the new year.

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I want to get up, but still I’m down,
Change is coming, can you hear the sound?

Don’t you think that we don’t care,
It’s all we want, only belief can repair.

Never know what you’ll find here,
Welcome to the new year.

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It’s all, it’s all,
We’re gonna’ try to be.
It’s all, it’s all,
All we ever need.

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It’s the next movement,
It's the brand new thing.

It’s the next movement,
Welcome to the new year.
Track Name: Josephine
I've wondered since the day I met her,
Why she smiles at me. I'll never know.

I've wondered since the day I met her,
Why she smiles at me. I'll never know.

A girl as fine as her, it's been said,
She doesn't ever sleep alone.

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I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

Oh, Josephine,
I don't know why.
Oh, you make my,
Love in vain.

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Well, I've been here once before,
Pangs of nostalgia setting in.

Well, I've been here once before,
Pangs of nostalgia setting in.

Well, she never leaves a room,
Without hearts being broken.

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I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

Oh, Josephine,
I don't know why.
Oh, you make my,
Love in vain.

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I don't care how much it hurts,
I'm gonna' stay right with her just to see.

I don't care how much it hurts,
I'm gonna' stay right with her just to see.

Oh, please don't be surprised to find,
You couldn't get perspective from me.

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I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

Oh, Josephine,
I don't know why.
Oh, you make my,
Love in vain.

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I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.

I'm gonna' run around just for you,
Oh, Josephine.
Track Name: Brick
Brick, babe,
That's what I'm gonna throw right upside your head.

I said, brick, babe,
That's what I'm gonna throw right upside your head.

Yeah, you got me so worried,
Got me going out of my head.

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Yeah, you know I love you, babe,
And you know my love is true.

Yeah, I can't understand it, babe,
The way you treat me like you do.

I'm gonna' chuck a brick, baby,
I'm gonna' to chuck a brick right at you.

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Brick, babe,
That's what I'm gonna throw right upside your head.

I said, brick, babe,
That's what I'm gonna throw right upside your head.

Yeah, you got me so worried,
Got me going out of my head.

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Yeah, you know I love you, babe,
And the paycheck that you’re due.

You pay the bills while you make dinner,
And clean the dishes too.

Oh, I want to chuck a brick, babe,
But I’ll never chuck a brick at you.
Track Name: Letters
People pulling into Lewistown,
That train will never take them away.
They’re stuck sitting on broken bar stools,
Trading the world for a warm IPA.

The railroad’s been slowly dying.
Since the 1970’s.
Tickets never getting printed,
For all the people stuck on twenty-three.

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All night dreaming,
Standing still tonight.
While the song is flowing,
Put your jacket on and fly.

As the lights go down and the record starts to fade,
I want to be on that glory bound train.

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I’m packing up all of my things,
To get off landing in the west side yard.
People fearing whirlwind changes,
We never know quite where to start.

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All night dreaming,
Standing still tonight.
While the song is flowing,
Put your jacket on and fly.

As the lights go down and the record starts to fade,
I want to be on that glory bound train.

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Listen to the music,
The wheels keeping time with the saxophone.
The sound is heavy in the tunnels,
With a city love to call my own.

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All night dreaming,
Standing still tonight.
While the song is flowing,
Put your jacket on and fly.

As the lights go down and the record starts to fade,
I want to be on that glory bound train.
Track Name: Pretty Good
I got a friend in Fremont,
He sells used cars, ya know.
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just ask me how'd it go.

Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
'Cause actually everything is just about the same.

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I met a girl from Venus,
Her insides were lined in gold.
Well, she did what she did said "How was it, kid?"
She was politely told.

Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Cause actually everything is just about the same.

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Moonlight makes me dizzy,
Sunlight makes me clean.
Your light is the sweetest thing,
That this boy has ever seen.

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Molly went to Arkansas,
She got raped by Dobbin's dog.
She was doing good till she went in the woods,
And got pinned up against a log.

Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain,
'Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same

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Moonlight makes me dizzy,
Sunlight makes me clean.
Your light is the sweetest thing,
That this boy has ever seen.

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I heard Allah and Buddha,
Were sitting at the Savior's feast.
And up the sky and Arabian rabbi,
Fed Quaker oats to a priest.

Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain.
'Cause actually all them gods is just about the same.

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Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain,
'Cause actually everything is just about the same.
Track Name: A Different Kind of Blue
See that girl who,
Inside the lines looks empty.
Watch her color her eyes,
Deep green with jealousy.

Ever changing shades,
Of hair and makeup too.
Still she’s covered,
In a different kind of blue.

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What did they do,
To deserve,
All this from you?

Are things really getting better,
Or are you,
Falling down too?

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Who curates the halls,
Inside her head?
Painted portraits,
Of also-rans in deepest red.

No, no, no,
This just in.
My frame’s unveiling,
Is a matter of when.

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What did they do,
To deserve,
All this from you?

Are things really getting better,
Or are you,
Falling down too?

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Oh, mama,
She always told you so.
To never see girls that,
So many times have been let go.

But here I stand,
Singing this very song.
All about the girl,
Who forces boys to do her wrong.

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What did they do,
To deserve,
All this from you?

Are things really getting better,
Or are you,
Falling down too?
Track Name: Wake Up
I hear the music,
It’s burning out slowly.
Just like cheap cigarettes,
It’ll kill you in the end.

I see the people,
All stuck in reverse.
They don’t know any better,
Why won’t you ever tell them so?

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I’ve been waiting,
So long for the answer.
Now would you please let me
Take the floor?

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Wake up,
Gotta’ get moving.
Break those chains,
And free your mind.

Wake up,
Before you lose it.
Or else you’re,
Gonna’ get left behind.

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I feel the yearning,
Of so many broken hearts.
They need you to be their champion,
Why do you think the same old will do?

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I’ve been waiting,
So long for the answer.
Now would you please let me
Take the floor?

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Wake up,
Gotta’ get moving.
Break those chains,
And free your mind.

Wake up,
Before you lose it.
Or else you’re,
Gonna’ get left behind.

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I just can’t wait,
Any longer for your answer.
Now would you please let me,
Take the floor?

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Wake up,
Gotta’ get moving.
Break those chains,
And free your mind.

Wake up,
Before you lose it.
Or else you’re,
Gonna’ get, gonna' get, gonna' get.

Wake up,
Gotta’ get moving.
Break those chains,
And free your mind.

Wake up,
Before you lose it.
Or else you’re,
Gonna’ get left behind.
Track Name: Good, Good Neighbor Blues
Four o'clock in the morning,
Neighbor what are you doing out of bed?

Four o'clock in the morning,
And all this whiskey must be going to my head.

Do my eyes deceive me,
Or did I see you strike your man down dead?

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Oh, neighbor, neighbor,
You know I'm never gonna' tell on your.

Oh, neighbor, neighbor,
Because of all the sweet things that you do.

You smile at me from your window,
And ask just how it is that I do.

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Good, good neighbor,
Better keep giving that sweet loving that you do.

Good, good neighbor,
I need to see that what you're saying is really true.

Don't rely on that pretty face,
Or I'll go telling that mean old man in blue.
Track Name: Don't You Worry
All you want to say to me,
Is that we better take things slow.
Worried that I’m gonna’ leave,
Yet there’s no change of heart to show.

I’m apologizing always,
I mention,
That’s not my intention,
So sorry you believe I will go.

But don’t you worry,
About a thing.
Listen to me,
There’s nowhere I’d rather be.

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A story rich with intrigue,
Is it be one I’ve incorrectly spun?
I love your independence,
But only love can hide a smoking gun.

Just like Ophelia,
Or the player’s queen,
It appears to me,
These colors don’t quite run.

But don’t you worry,
About a thing.
Listen to me,
There’s nowhere I’d rather be.

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I had a talk with myself again,
It appears you’ve got him tangled too.
Maybe I’m foolish twice-over?

But I want something better,
Than lame conversation to do.

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Why can’t I ever find you,
Not surrounded by Mars in droves?
Mama never gave you a brother,
So who was that walking you home?

Oh, consider these regrets,
I’m not Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, or Thursday,
Or content as the Friday show.

But don’t you worry,
Please don’t explain.
Listen to me,
There’s somewhere I’ve got to be.

Yes, there’s somewhere I’ve got to be.
Track Name: Black & White Wonderful
Denial feels like a warm shower,
Wash away your dirt for a couple of hours.
Like the sunrise on the 885,
Reminds you how it feels to be alive.

Tell it to me.

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Brother told you that life would be pretty,
Surrounded by lights in the big city.
Did you know that he was leading you on?
There's no money left and your friends are all gone.

Brother tell it to me.

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Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the words are all wrong,
The man was only trying to sell.

Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the sights are out of focus,
And now you've got a name for that.

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Charlie got lost just the other night.
Old dog's been swimming in brown water just so he can hide.
Running around like there's nowhere to go,
You're gonna' drown yourself before your window can close.

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Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the words are all wrong,
The man was only trying to sell.

Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the sights are out of focus,
And now you've got a name for that.

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Never wanted all that much,
Just enough will always do.
All the colors, lack thereof,
Are finally showing through.

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Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the words are all wrong,
The man was only trying to sell.

Well, well, well,
Can anybody tell?
That the sights are out of focus,
And now you've got a name for that hell.

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It's black and white wonderful.

Oh Charlie,
It's black and white wonderful.

Oh Charlie,
It's black and white wonderful.
Track Name: Love Moves to That Place Again
Autumn, she’s a heart breaker,
Greets you warmly then leaves you cold.
Fall always was your favorite time of year,
But all of this falling’s getting pretty old.

It’s much sooner than it should have ever been,
When love moved to that place again.

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Who knew you'd have to make tracks,
And hurry back to settle in your roots?
Lady, before you even had the chance,
To kick off those coffee-colored boots?

Keeping up with you was so much fun back then,
Before love moved to that place again.

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I lost a very good friend once before,
She packed it up for bigger things out west.
Ain’t it funny how you girls all long for the east,
Maybe someone greater than us really knows best?

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Flashing lights, blue and red, across the river,
Alert us to the changing of the guard.
The good book said that being a stand-up man,
Never should be this goddamn hard.

Maybe I chose the wrong destination,
Before loved moved to that place again?

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It rises, old muscles creaking,
Less atrophied than I would have guessed.
It’s clear as I look to that corner of the world,
That someone greater knows no more than the rest.

Please sign on the dotted line in black or blue pen,
So love can move to that place again.

Maybe I chose the wrong destination,
Before love moved to that place again?
Track Name: Interstate Jesus
Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

He's driving south just to save my soul,
On the 75 stuck in Ohio.

Jesus on the interstate,
Maybe he’ll kick yours too.

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It rained through Arkansas,
Wind pushed him through the plains.

It rained through Arkansas,
Wind pushed him through the plains.

He found car trouble up in Tennessee,
Caught a lightning bolt down to New Orleans.

Chasing me west,
In the dirty cars of freight trains.

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Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

He's driving south just to save my soul,
On the 75 stuck in Ohio.

Jesus on the interstate,
Maybe he’ll kick yours too.

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Traveling comes with quite a price,
Now I’ve forgot what I wanted to say.

There’s no use in running around,
When you know which is the right way.

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Found me in Frisco,
Texas at the break of the day.

Found me in Frisco,
Texas at the break of the day.

He said “I’ll show you the way to go,
We’ll be playing guitar and singing songs on the radio.”

Interstate Jesus,
He always knows what to say.

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Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

Jesus on the interstate,
He's coming to kick my blues.

He's driving south just to save my soul,
On the 75 stuck in Ohio.

Jesus on the interstate,
Maybe he’ll kick yours too.

Whoa, Jesus on the interstate,
Maybe he’ll kick yours too.

Whoa, Jesus on the interstate,
Maybe he’ll kick yours too.