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LAMBS FROM THE FOLD Magistrator, judge and jury look to tarnish my good name I admit it needs a polish you’d be astonished if you knew my game Accused of crimes depraved and sordid the poor little victim the parsons girl She took boy Henry from the butcher’s down to the banks to dig for pearls I would never know if I had good fortune ‘Cause everything I have has been cheated or stole I make my way in this fairest of seasons I am just a wolf pulling lambs from the fold I said I’d never; I’d rather sever my own legs from my ten year old bones I raised my fist to defend myself the sister of the girl slaughtered not a mile from our home They all asked me why I’d done it How could I do such a despicable thing Two young lives snuffed out with their guts out All I can say is that we all have needs (chorus) Now I’ll never treasure a young girl’s pleasure of a first kiss or a homecoming dance I’ve always considered all that so much drivel I’d rather cut you all down if I had the chance My father the preacher was a most inspiring teacher he taught me everything a little girl should know saying I’d never been surer that there’s nothing so pure as pulling little lambs right out of the fold
COWARDS' ANTHEM Oh Oh they’re calling all our men To fight us hand to hand and crush us if they can And we will break up our little band watch our boot heels hit the sand Cowards live to be old men! You say the chain’s only as strong as the weakest link But all this talk of right and wrong gives me pause to think Give me something worth fighting for and I’ll probably change my mind I’ll take something to live for over dying every time Chorus Every soldier who ever died gave his last breath for a cause Everything is History if you wait around long enough So I’ll remain here breathing air while you go off to die I’d rather live for no good reason than die for someone else’s lie!
GONE IS THE WAY You got back half-way empty after 2 tours in the war and you’d tell me stories nightly filled with anger and remorse I would listen very quietly scared but always wanting more You never said so but I figured killed one man maybe more Gone is the way Your stories would last for days They’re buried with your bones and ended suddenly the same way you disappeared from our home I couldn’t shake the sickly feeling you sat on the corner of my bed in a voice unfamilliar like the whispers of the dead I woke one morning half way sleepy after 2 months in your head Heard the screen door and some footsteps I stayed there in my bed Don’t go away Don’t leave Please stay
Helena 02:51
HELENA In a cove to the side of Larimore’s hill I saw a little girl in the winter morning’s chill Had a coat so red and eyes so blue she lead me to the woods where the sun won’t shine through She said with a voice so hollow and grey like the pale half moon wears the ghost of the day “Mister can you take me to find my missin’ kin? cause I am lost as lonesome as a body’s ever been” I went to take her hand but she backed into the trees I heard a haunting whisper carried on the breeze a man’s voice brittle in the shadow of woods calling “Sweet Helena, now daughter be good” At this she ran and vanished like the mist Her footfalls on the autumn leaves an unanswered wish I ran after her till I was out of breath and the woods came so cold I thought I’d catch my death Wipe the the tears from your face Come on back to the place where you are loved and embraced Wipe the the tears from your face I found the girl standing by the swollen creek she aimed her foot for a rock but then she lost her feet Her little body got caught up in the water’s rage Her father came a running his daughter for to save He ran to the water and jumped right in and put his arms around the girl and they both tried to swim but the current took them both so deep in its depth I saw them wide eyed struggle for their last breaths I stood in anger that I didn’t follow suit I knew I should have helped them but I was planted like a root Then I hear a tiny whisper that felt frozen on my skin “Mister can you take me to find my missin’ kin?” Then the little girl ran and fell into the water and her father followed after and drowned there with his daughter and when I thought it ended it all began again and I walked away feeling something less than a man
PLAY ME A SONG play me a song that’s was never wrote down It’s only been sung and passed all around solid and strong it holds up the past a single lone highway in a land old and vast tell me a story nobody knows the names may be arcane and the places remote and the words fall around like a tumble in bed can’t tell your own thoughts from the tune in your head gather the empties secure the door’s latch refresh all our glasses let’s sing of the past when the morning sun comes and burns out the stars we’ll still be singing songs of our mothers and fathers sing me a song you’ll never write down sing it just once in the lights to the crowd a song about something especially dear then give it away to be forgotten or cheered The water’s too deep I am drowning Lost in the warm neath the waves No one around to save me Let everything all wash away
NOTATION TOWN In Nottamun Town, not a soul to be seen Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town I bought me a horse twas called a grey mare Grey mane and grey tail and green stripe on her back Grey mane and grey tail and green stripe on her back Weren't a hair upon her that was not coal black She stood so still threw me to the dirt She tore at my hide, she bruised my shirt From saddle to stirrup I mounted again And on my ten toes I rode over the plain When I got there no one did I see They all stood around me just looking at me I called for a cup to drive gladness away And stifle the dust for it rained the whole day And the King and the Queen and the company more Came a riding behind and a walking before Come a stark naked drummer beating a drum With his hands in his bosom came marching along Sat down on a hard hot cold frozen stone Ten thousand stood round me but I was alone Took my hat in my hand to keep my head warm Ten thousand was drowned that never was born
SWEET ENGLAND As I was a-walking one morning in spring To see the green fields, hear the colley bird sing, I met a young lady a-making her mourn, Oh, I am a stranger and a long way from home. I came from sweet England with mother and dad; We thought in America all might be had. Of gold and silver and riches galore, And never need hunger in poverty more. But alas, for sweet England! my father is dead, And mother can earn but a little for bread, And I weep as I gaze o'er the far distant main For a fine ship to take me to England again. I've an aunt in the country, she lives all alone, She'd welcome and love me as I were her own. I'd nurse her in sickness and tend her in pain And thank God I was back in sweet England again.
HOLD ON MARIA Lonnie McCool and Maria St. Cloud spent most every night flying high 'bove the crowd with chalk in their palms bar at their knees hurtling through the air on the flying trapeze But their lithe and young bodies weren't all that flew they'd been puttin off the sparks as long as we knew cause the hands that they gripped together were wed they bound through the air and tumbled bed Maria once had a lover who was powerful bad spent half the day drunk and all of it mad a strongman named Sam is of who I do speak who left black and blue marks on marias white cheeks Hold on, Maria After night so bad the girl couldn't walk her eyes near swole shut and body pounded and soft went to old widow Hale the devil to task Maria had a favor she wanted to ask Maria spoke sharp, her tongue like a fist Make him the monster he knows that he is and live every day in fear of his own life spend each passing hour like his dear loving wife The old widow said you don’t know what you ask remember who’s favor you begged for this task There’s a price deeper than the coin in your hand I swear you will crawl where now you can stand That very night Sam disappeared no presence of him no whiskey or fear All that she found were scratches on the floor leading from their bed and straight out the front door Hold on, Maria As days turned to months she felt her body return not hidden and his but one that opens and learns and she taught herself that only living was true that’s when she met young Lonnie MacCool But there was a black bear wild and untamed so new to the circus he had not even a name and he looked at Maria with a face flat and cruel not just a wild creature but anger simple and pure one night in their tent the couple awoke to the guttaral sounds of the bear as it spoke in a voice Maria could never mistake cept the voice of Sam who she swore to foresake and the bear cut ‘em fast and it cut ‘em deep knocked ‘em down harder than Shakespearean sleep which puts all the actors right off of their feet to dream their deep dreams so the plot it will keep Hold on Maria
WATSON FAMILY TRAGEDY Everyone remembers Every soul in this town the day the old Watson place burned down to the ground Little Jimmy Watson thought he would have a lark Scare his sister when she went to bed from the closet in the dark But he saw more than he reckoned for when his father quietly crept in And Jimmy’s sister began to struggle as her daddy exposed her skin Jim burst from the closet angrily rage like a mummy wrapped round his bones and his father cursed him mightily and knocked him to the floor (chorus) It’s something we all gotta learn Everybody’s gotta burn Some forever Some wait in turns Everybody's gotta burn In the scuffle a lantern fell and caught the bed afire it soon consumed the three of them and then crept up even higher The blaze found momma Watson fast asleep knocked out by the smoke Before the fire had taken them both their lungs had blackened and choked The fire spread from the old farmhouse and caught the parched grass alight and not a living thing made it out alive by the morning’s raging light (chorus) The townspeople came to see what they could do gathered at the burning home We all looked aghast at the Watson girl meat hanging from her bones She related this woeful tale with her final bloody words We knew what she said was the honest truth the most honest thing we’ve heard (chorus)
MARRY THE HORSE There ain’t too many left of the chosen or the choosy or whatever comes next what do we make of the years and the reckless inbreeding of the royal family and still we’re left lonely if you never want to consider divorce marry the horse Some say you’ve gotta have standards ya can’t just let anyone climp up your tree and the drooling will run wild and free well beyond the years of maturity and still we’re left wanting if you never want to consider divorce marry the horse how do you make something stay forever you can lock it in a box where you keep all your rings we all wanna live like there's two tomorrows twice is the price when only one sings you don’t have to be lonely (chorus)
PARTING GLASS Of all the money that e'er I spent I've spent it in good company And all the harm that ever I did Alas it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be with you all If I had money enough to spend And leisure to sit awhile There is a fair maid in town That sorely has my heart beguiled Her rosy cheeks and ruby lips I own she has my heart enthralled So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be with you all Oh, all the comerades that e'er I had They're sorry for my going away And all the sweethearts that e'er I had They'd wish me one more day to stay But since it falls unto my lot That I should rise and you softly call So fill to me the parting glass Good night and joy be with you all


released February 8, 2015


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