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Mary May
02:51
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Tea kettle whistlin’
Hushed murmur sigh
Baby hairs curlin’
Silent night cry
Sweet talk-talk-talkin’
Hurricane blow
Been away so long
Won't you come home?
Won't you come home to me,
I've been so alone
Flowers grow, and then wilt,
And I'm still on my own
There's a chill in the air
Just your voice through the phone
Jesus Christ, Mary May,
Won't you please come on home?
Kick drums keep kickin’
Leaves skitter down streets
Keep prayin’ to God
That your soul I might keep
Dogs tuck in their tails
Snow sits on the sill
Sugar rotting my teeth
And I'm missin’ you still
Won't you come home to me,
I've been so alone
Flowers grow, and then wilt,
And I'm still on my own
There's a chill in the air
Just your voice through the phone
Jesus Christ, Mary May,
Won't you please come on home?
I keep seein’ your face
Round every street sign
My heart stops, I swear,
It's shiverin’ my spine
And I swear, Mary May,
I've never missed you more
Than last Saturday
When you walked through my door
Won't you come home to me,
I've been so alone
Flowers grow, and then wilt,
And I'm still on my own
There's a chill in the air
Just your voice through the phone
Jesus Christ, Mary May,
Won't you please come on home?
Won’t you come home to me
I;ve been so alone
Ive followed you here
But theres nowhere to go
There's a chill in the air
Just your voice through the phone
Jesus Christ, Mary May,
Won't you please come on home?
Home
home
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Daydream
01:52
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I went walking down to see the river
Wondered if I’d find something new
I went walking down to see the river and I stumbled on some treasure in the pleasant form of you
Said it was your first time at the river
Were wondering if you’d find something knew
You said imagine my excitement when I came here and I stumbled on some treasure in the pleasant form of you
Held my hand when we crossed the river
You kissed my lips and that was something new
Now we’re walking arm in arm and it’s magic just to stumble on some treasure in the pleasant form of you
When I saw you
Time stood still
Never knew that love
Could be the answer
Now we go awalking to the river
Every day we find something new
I’m so happy that I met you and you love me and I found some treasure in the pleasant form of you
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Daisy
02:50
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Daisy, I’m not your girl
Don’t try to talk to me like I’m your world
With your flashing smile, and your head of curls
Oh Daisy, I’m not your girl
When I met you it felt like a new guitar
And I’d strum it sweetly; we went near and far
Your words were butter, mine were black as tar
And when you listened to me I could feel your heart
Daisy, I’m not your girl
Don’t try to talk to me like I’m your world
With your flashing smile, and your head of curls
Oh Daisy, I’m not your girl
But I never meant to hurt you, my dear friend
And it breaks my heart to watch you play pretend
So I’ll let you shut me out once again
And I’ll let you believe you controlled this end
Daisy, I’m not your girl
Don’t try to talk to me like I’m your world
With your flashing smile, and your head of curls
Oh Daisy, I’m not your girl
I’ll be driving your way home late at night
Not a thought of what you said left in my mind
And when my friends will mention you I’ll smile
I’m just another sob story for your file
Daisy, I’m not your girl
Don’t try to talk to me like I’m your world
With your flashing smile, and your head of curls
Oh Daisy, I’m not your girl
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4. |
Tiny Boxes
03:08
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Thinking back to when I was young
And the world
It was huge,
I was strong
I couldn't lose.
Hadn't yet learned to hold my tongue
How was I supposed to see
The way that girls are meant to be?
How was I supposed to know
If nobody had taught me so?
I shut my mouth and closed my eyes
If they told me
Not to speak,
I would laugh
And I would shriek!
And never show them the tears I cried
How was I supposed to care
When all the rules were so unfair?
If a loud girl will be labeled a bitch
Then I'm a bitch and I'm proud of it!
So don't test my patience
I just can't take it
All you old bigots
And your tiny boxes
I wanted to be one of the boys
But I learned
Even then
The world would never
Be my friend
And they'd only treat me like a toy
How am I supposed to live
In a world with so much hate to give?
How am I supposed to stay
Silent when I've got shit to say?
So don't test my patience
I just can't take it
All you old bigots
And your tiny boxes
Supposed to hide in the crowd
But I wanna be proud of who I am
I'm gonna scream it out loud
I'm gonna scream it out loud
So don't test my patience
I just can't take it
All you old bigots
And your tiny boxes.
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Sweet Petunia
02:58
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Sittin on the front porch in my own pers’nal heaven
Listenin to my uncles count five six seven
As we all join together and sing gram’s favorite song
The one about flying away when life’s troubles are too strong
And we danced around the field shedding hair pins like a dog
And we sang the songs that made us feel like we’d never grow old
And we held our hands and raised our heads and said to no one at all
God bless our sweet petunia’s and heaven save us all
I remember the first time that I joined in the band
I sang a song with just one chord but everybody still gave a hand
Mom and dad they both we’re lookin so proud
Even though I messed and my strumming was to loud
And we danced around the field shedding hair pins like a dog
And we sang the songs that made us feel like we’d never grow old
And we held our hands and raised our heads and said to no one at all
God bless our sweet petunia’s and heaven save us all
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Sweet Petunia Boston, Massachusetts
Listening to queer freak folk duo Sweet Petunia for the first time, many are blown away by the interchanging vocal lines of Madison Simpson & Mairead Guy. Unbelievably, the two are not related, though their voices are almost indistinguishable from each other. These brother harmonies lead Sweet Petunia through many shifting genres, melding traditional folk sensibilities with a distinct punk flare. ... more
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