I'm a Sober Girl, not for any good reason. I found myself on this road I'm on. It felt a lot like treason. To my last girlfriends, who could never understand.
Salt Lake City radio radio. fighting the good fight for me. all the songs all the words. that don't get played that don't get heard. . I'm pulling in to the LDS nation.
She's got to be with me always. to make sense of the skin I'm in. Sometimes it gets dangerous, yeah. and lonely to defend. Marking time with every change.
You ride your John Deere down to the pond. Just to watch me struggle along.. You say you got your daddy's seed in you. And you think you're bored with anything there is to do with me..
She comes down to Georgia to dance across my kitchen floor,. Leavin' black marks on linoleum, a country song on the radio.. I am just a rodeo calf with tender feet and sewn on horns and.
Lady Luck, have we run amok?. tripped the snare with my rabbit foot?. Jumped for joy only to be employed. by our worst fear. . Lady Luck, have you given up?.
YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU ONE HUNDRED PERCENT. OF THE AMOUNT I'M CAPABLE OF LOVING YOU. AND YOU KNOW I NEED YOU TO THE FULLEST EXTENT. IT'S FEASIBLE FOR ME TO BE NEEDING YOU.
I hear the rock show winding down at the high school. Kids out on the sidewalk, waiting for a ride. All the punks and the queers and the freaks and the smokers.
Putting pennies on the track, shiny and flat,. It was the best we could be, sexy and free.. I grow away from myself with each passing bell-. With all these new accessories, I just stumble and bleed..
It might do you harm. Hanging around this farm. We got things that infect. Things we can't shake and a rep. . Oh it might seem mean. All your starry eyed dreams.
I have a picture, fist in the air. I'm standing behind you, now I am still here. Mining your body, scene of a crime. Do you one more favor, killing your blood line.
Call up my rockboy finally score. He's got drama like a toreador and. Me and the bottle we're on the mend. I'm tired of winning gonna lose again. . I said, "I'm gonna miss being the boy.
The boy, he thinks I'm damaged goods. I know he does and I guess he should. I dress like him, I take him down. He gets embarrassed when his friends come around.
We were talking ticket slump. We'd try to put our finger on it. We quantify the undoing of each little step. And its just a lack of press. . And the refrigerator down at the boys club.
When you march stand up straight.. When you fill the world with hate. Step in time with your kind and. Let it ring. . When you speak against me. Would you bring your family.
If a tree falls well, you're not gone. At least for me, I didn't hear. It's a long break and some time away. With some things to repair. . And it's a lazyboy and a big mistake going round.
I won't be a pawn. We roughed it up when we were young. I won't say so much for that. What do you do when it is done. . 'Cause I know. We grow. When it's over.
We hit snow on the road to Laramie. We all heard about that mess. But that town ain't nothing different. Than the rest. . Poor man do the bidding for the rich man.
Words and music by Amy Ray. . Yeah when I go over yonder. I will see my mother. My sister and my father. But my brother is going to hell. . Yeah they hung him from the gallows.
Yeah, when I go over yonder. I will see my mother. My sister and my father. But my brother is going to hell. . Yeah, they hung him from the gallows. As the sun turned red from yellow.