Pushed Too Far Lyrics - American Central Dust - Son Volt

Memories of Crescent City 

Wednesday nights at the Rock-n-Bowl 

On the bandstand there is Snooks and guitar 

Pure gasoline for the soul 

Take me back to the Mound City 

Any night across town 

Bennie for blues and James for barrel house 

The brown eyed handsome man is still around 

You give yourself to the world 

You don't hold back much of anything 

Mother Theresa to the animal kingdom 

You know how high to set the bar 

You give your words freely 

Takes it back to familiar ground 

But when you hold your cards close to your chest 

It shows you've been pushed too far 

Looking back on Louisiana 

Where the dirty water flows 

And life there is a little easier 

As anyone who has been through knows 

Conversations turn to metaphors 

Cards to the table you bring 

Fold your hand but save your best for later 

Don't know how long these angels sing 

You give yourself to the world 

You don't hold back much of anything 

Mother Theresa to the animal kingdom 

You know how high to set the bar 

You give your words freely 

Takes it back to familiar ground 

But when you hold your cards close to your chest 

It shows you've been pushed too far 

But when you hold your cards close to your chest 

It shows you've been pushed too far