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I used to write songs about
Feeling awful blue
‘Bout men who went and did me wrong
And proved to be untrue
But since I met you darling
I haven’t had the urge to write
Cos your lovin’ keeps me occupied
From morning long into the night
So come on baby break my heart
Go and cut my old heartstrings
I’ve always made my living
As a lonely gal who sings
Now everything is wonderful
But somehow it’s all wrong
Cos no one ever wants to hear
A happy ending country song
I’m thrilled by all the jewelry
The chocolates and the teddy bears
Most ladies would be grateful
To a man who clearly cares
But girls like that don’t have to think
About such things as art
And writing songs that make the Top Ten
On the country chart
So come on baby break my heart
Go and cut my old heartstrings
I’ve always made my living
As a lonely gal who sings
Now everything is wonderful
But somehow it’s all wrong
Cos no one ever wants to hear
A happy ending country song
I know I sound ungrateful
Know that I should change my tune
But Johnny Cash’s music went downhill
When he met June
So come on baby break my heart
Go and cut my old heartstrings
I’ve always made my living
As a lonely gal who sings
Now everything is wonderful
But somehow it’s all wrong
Cos no one ever wants to hear
A happy ending country song
No no one ever wants to hear
A happy ending country song
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My baby left me for another woman
I'd kill him but I know that it's a sin
I'd take it all in stride
But what really hurts my pride
Is my baby went and left me for my twin
If he had gone and left me for my cousin
Or my grandma, hell, I wouldn't make him pay
But he chose to leave me for the only person in this world
Who shares all my genetic DNA
When we were kids my sister always stole my dresses
And my underwear, I know, it's pretty vile
I forgave her every time but now she's really crossed a line
Cos my baby won't be going out of style
My baby left me for another woman
I'd kill him but I know that it's a sin
I'd take it all in stride
But what really hurts my pride
Is my baby went and left me for my twin
I try to be a decent sport
And share what I've been given
But some things aren't the sharing sort
Like men with other women
Oh the worst part is nobody will believe me
They say they saw me with him just the other day
When I say that was my twin they just wink at me and grin
Then they slap my back and head the other way
My baby left me for another woman
I'd kill him but I know that it's a sin
I'd take it all in stride
But what really hurts my pride
Is my baby went and left me for my twin
Oh my baby went and left me for my twin
Oh my baby went and left me for my twin
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Say Goodnight
02:46
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I don't want someone to hold my hand
To keep them walking stable
I don't want someone whose courting plan's
To drink me far under the table
I don't want someone to hold me tight
And leave at sun's first warning
I don't want someone to say goodnight
Unless they say good morning
And I spent too long
Chasing you down
To the end of the bottle
Hoping you would come 'round
And I spent too long
With my head in daze
In the clouds, in a fog
In the smoke of your gaze
And I don't want someone to hold my hand
To keep them walking stable
I don't want someone whose courting plan's
To drink me far under the table
I don't want someone to hold me tight
And leave at sun's first warning
I don't want someone to say goodnight
Unless they say good morning
Oh it started as just an easy game
In the darkness
It was harmless
But I got burned all the same
Cos oh somewhere I got tangled in your ways
Thought you leavin'
Would mean freedom
But it turns out that you've stayed
And I don't want someone to hold my hand
To keep them walking stable
I don't want someone whose courting plan's
To drink me far under the table
I don't want someone to hold me tight
And leave at sun's first warning
I don't want someone to say goodnight
Unless they say good morning
Unless they say good morning
Unless they say good morning
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4. |
Another Wingless Bird
02:41
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I drank from the barrel up in Bowling Green
I floated on water on the Riverboat Queen
I’ve loved every town in this country I’ve seen
From the Blue Ridge to the Redwood Valley
I picked up the banjo up in Wichita
I picked though the cotton in East Arkansas
I stayed south ‘til spring ‘til the north ground would thaw
‘Til the wintertime’s grand finale
My mother made me promise
When I was seventeen
That I’d never risk it all
For something fickle
As a dream
But I couldn’t keep my feet pinned
And I couldn’t keep my word
So I took to the road
And the creeks and streams that flowed
But I couldn’t fly
Cos I
Was born
Another wingless bird
I saw the smoke rise from those Kentucky mines
I wore out my soles as I crossed county lines
But I never called home with my nickels and dimes
I just kept them warm ‘tween my fingers
I wandered the plains and I wandered the hills
I wandered through ghost towns with forgotten mills
And I felt like a ghost and it gave me the chills
When you’re gone still the memory lingers
My mother made me promise
When I just a child
That I’d never leave the nest
For things uncertain, vague, and wild
But I couldn’t keep my feet pinned
And I couldn’t keep my word
So I took to the road
And the creeks and streams that flowed
But I couldn’t fly
Cos I
Was born
Another wingless bird
No I’ll never fly
Cos I
Was born
Another wingless bird
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5. |
If That Man Was a Lady
03:05
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Well he walked in
With his jeans so tight
You could tell what brand of boxers
He was wearin' tonight
Wore boots that echoed
When he walked around
Left his shirt unbuttoned
About halfway down
Had a rose tattoo
On his inner arm
And eyes that smoldered
Like a five-alarm
He was sittin' at the bar
Like an old-time movie star
But there's one thing that I know
If that man was a lady
Everyone'd be buying him a drink
If that man was a lady
Everyone would say, "What would his mamma think?"
If that man was a lady
Everyone would whisper and would stare
But the fella's lookin' fine
And I think it's hella time
To get over what a person wants to wear
Well she walked in
Round half past ten
And she might as well have walked
Into the lion's den
Had a leather jacket
And high-heeled shoes
Black eyeliner
And a few tattoos
She was soon surrounded
By a dozen guys
Trying to get her number
With a dozen lies
It's the same at every bar
Though she'd travelled near and far
But there's one thing that I know
If that girl was a fella
Everyone'd be leaving her alone
If that girl was a fella
She wouldn't have to act like she was on her phone
If that girl was a fella
Nobody would whistle or would stare
But the chick is lookin' fine
And I think it's frickin' time
To get over what a person wants to wear
Now you can say all you want about a person's duds
But I can tell more 'bout a person by the things they judge
So give me a short skirt
A denim shirt
Cos there's one thing that I know
The next time this woman walks in through that door
You better find a kinder thing to say than call her a
Cos this lady's lookin' good
And I think it's time we should
All get over what a person wants to wear
If that man was a lady
Everyone'd be buying him a drink
If that man was a lady
Everyone would say, "What would his mamma think?"
If that man was a lady
Everyone would whisper and would stare
But the fella's lookin' fine
And I think it's hella time
To get over what a person wants to wear
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6. |
Take Me Home
03:30
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Well the winter comes a-callin'
Like an old forgotten friend
And because we can't ignore it
We just smile and let it in
And we sit around the fire
And we wonder how we've changed
Since the last time snow eclipsed us
Since the last time north winds raged
Oh we feel so inundated
By the slush and by the past
We get comfortable with good-enough
But then we get bored so fast
And in twelve months we can't tell
If it's just settling or it's fate
So we give ourselves another twelve
To sit back and just wait
What does it mean if I make you laugh
What does it mean if you stop my fall
What does it mean if we talk for hours
Or if we don't talk at all
What does it mean if you call my name
What does it mean if we're alone
What does it mean if you take my hand
Or if you take me home
When the winter comes a-callin'
It gets hard to leave our beds
So we pull the covers tighter
And we feign sleep instead
When the sky hangs low and grey
We keep our questions far from scorn
For the fear of scaring off
That one thing that keeps us warm
What does it mean if I make you laugh
What does it mean if you stop my fall
What does it mean if we talk for hours
Or if we don't talk at all
What does it mean if you call my name
What does it mean if we're alone
What does it mean if you take my hand
Or if you take me home
Take me home
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Sarah Segal-Lazar Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island
Folk Femme Fatale
New album VALLEYS out now!
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