Wishbone
I am a woman who lives and sleeps alone
In my nightstand there’s a handgun and on top a Virgin Mary and a wishbone
Wishbone
The deputy he told me you ain’t no creep
But I can see it clear across the parking lot; I can hear it in the way the phone rings
What does he know about it anyway?
He ain’t aware there’s a creep in his mirror everyday
I am a woman who lives and sleeps alone
In my nightstand there’s a handgun and on top a Virgin Mary and a wishbone
Wishbone
Tires for sale at the end of my driveway
Are not an invitation for you to show up at my place
I ain’t hysterical
I’m also not dumb and I know those wouldn’t fit your truck
I am a woman who lives and sleeps alone
In my nightstand there’s a handgun and on top a Virgin Mary and a wishbone
Wishbone
I refuse to feel scared in my own house
I refuse to lock myself in just to keep you out
The neighbor dog roughed up my hen
Broke her wishbone into two
I found out in stew that she’d mended those two pieces in her chest
Runned off the dog, bird in the pot, I got the last laugh my friend
I am a woman who lives and sleeps alone
In my nightstand there’s a handgun and on top a Virgin Mary and a wishbone
Wishbone
Boat to Jewell
It was damn hard work to let you go
I worked my heart right to the bone
I worked my body into a stone
And my mind would not leave my God alone
Take rough oars into rough hands
Take your grief out to the island
Unwind gold hairs from a silver chain
Drop it down into Casco Bay
What should I expect from a man who cannot tell between
A lighthouse flash and the lightning
Take these lies and make ‘em all true
Keep your word; throw my heart off the boat to Jewell
Under quiet waters slip
It’s full of holes and will sink real quick
Lie like an anchor in the sand
You’re free to go back to the mainland
What should I expect from a man who cannot tell between
A red sky at night and in the morning
Take these lies and make ‘em all true
Keep your word; throw my heart off the boat to Jewell
Fish & Time To Kill
An eagle flies over the Androscoggin
I roll between them on four wheels
We’re both looking something slightly more than wind-worn
Don’t you know that we’ve got fish and time to kill
Fish and time to kill
All three of us is heading for the ocean
Cause the water is golden there today
King Tide is high and it is swelling
Up against the shore where King Pines once laid
King Pines once laid
My daddy always said when I was little
You have to follow that strand of fishing line
Roll it up and put it in your pocket
Wouldn’t you hate to cause a bird to fail to fly
Bird to fail to fly
No twelve pound test around my ankles
But there’s something hard to see that holds me down
We’re looking for a high up place to pray/prey from
And waiting for the opening of the cloud
Opening of the clouds
I don’t care how a big a man you are
Leave your whining at the worksite and your drinking in the bar
When you three roll into our little home there’s no room for me
It just gives me another reason to hate The County
This wouldn’t be the first house trailer I tore down
Sold my bike to pay your rent now that you’re living across town
Sent your kids a moneyorder in Ohio
Imma’ get outta here, but I’m gonna’ take the high road
I’m gonna’ walk just like Jesus does
I’m gonna’ act like that Mother Teresa
Do you know where their footprints run?
Down the road into that setting sun……
You can’t have just a little bit of grace
It only works if you say that shit every single day
I do not want your pride or your other trophies
Keep both the sleds, I ain’t gonna’ leave one good story
I’m sorry that you’ll be deprived
Of sitting around with the guys
And saying with a straight face
“That goddamn bitch is crazy.”
This wouldn’t be the first house trailer I tore down
Sold my bike to pay your rent now that you’re living across town
Sent your kids a moneyorder in Ohio
Imma’ get outta here, but I’m gonna’ take the high road
Imma’ get outta here, but I’m gonna’ take the high road
High Road
They got Pall Mall, milk, and Grizzly; the cheapest gas in town
They got pizza that’s seen better days; Pepsi to wash it down
Lotto if I’m feeling lucky; Redbull if I’m feeling low
And six tall boys to sit around with me ‘til tomorrow, tomorrow
The old-timers don’t ask questions, but they’ve got them in their eyes
I do, too, I wonder if they’ve got a story same as mine
If they curse the dark because they did not leave the porch light on
If they curse the radio for singing all night long, all night long
I’m going down to the Get & Go
I’m gonna’ go while the getting’s fine
I’m gonna’ try to stay out long enough just to clear my mind
Good seein’ you, be easy, I’ll tell her you say hello
I’m going down to the Get & Go, ‘cause there is nobody home
Nobody home
I wake up in the morning, feed the stove, and raise the blinds
Then it’s down the road for coffee ‘cause it tastes better than mine
Powerball and PowerAde, I think today might be my day
A new truck, pay off the house, but I doubt I’d move away, move away
I’m going down to the Get & Go
I’m gonna’ go while the getting’s fine
I’m gonna’ try to stay out long enough just to clear my mind
Good seein’ you, be easy, I’ll tell her you say hello
I’m going down to the Get & Go, ‘cause it is not going home
It’s not going home
The logyard sure would miss me, but it’s a job I could create
That’s a service few have done for this corner of the state
Can’t imagine my head laying in someone else’s hometown
Better than waiting here to see if you come back around
I’m going down to the Get & Go
I’m gonna’ go while the getting’s fine
I’m gonna’ try to stay out long enough just to clear my mind
Good seein’ you, be easy, I’ll tell her you say hello
Next time I’m at the house I’m gonna’ get my things and go