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They tore down the hospital
Out on Route 11
I’m not sure what happened
Seems like repossession
And I’m not one to try to get
all the way to heaven
but now I can’t even visit
the last place it was relevant
Now I can’t even visit
the last room I may have been in it
So give my love to Amy, give my love to Kevin
They tore down the hospital
And I’m left floating in room 305
I’m floating forever, 305
They say the night gets spangled
When you can’t get enough to drink
Well I’ve been drinking
So the night looks spangled to me
Yeah I’m feeling pretty spangled
I’m feeling pretty blue
Off a bridge on VA-305
In the Shenandoah
In the Shenandoah
Up in that north country blue
Yeah I’m feeling pretty spangled
I’m feeling like heaven
I’m feeling like a sparkler
That’s been thrown off a roof
And I’m left floating off VA-305
I’m floating forever, 305
Well the rain is hard and it pools up
Pools up hard in a septic ditch
But not enough to drown me out
So I’m left looking up at this
At these stars spangled
Wondering who’s the god of that sky
and who’s the god of memory?
And what kind of kids did they kid?
And can they make it rain a little more
Fill this ditch up to the brink
Cause I’m not trying to spend my final days
In a Shenandoah precinct
Precinct 305
I’m left floating off VA-305
I’m floating forever, 305
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Gateleg
04:54
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Some days when the hot stays
You walk down to Maggie’s place
Cause she sells the load
All the things that you can’t grow
Like the cans, bags, tins, and smokes
All the pull-tabs and OTC rolls
But what’d you go down the mountain for?
Was it them or Maggie?
Some days when the floor is cold
You go knockin’ on Maggie’s door
Saying “can I buy a half-cord?
I know I should have planned the season…”
She inherited from her pa
We all know why she feels so small
You want nothing more than to help her
So just get the job
You ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work at Maggie’s store
Yeah you ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work for Maggie
You’re gonna stock, bag, shelve, and load
You’re gonna do everything you’re told
I still remember you walking down the mountain
With that gateleg you built her
Cause you remembered that the car was propped
Up on cinders at Jerry’s lot
He can’t put it back together but
Boy he can take it apart
Helped with haunching back in spring
Had the car then and it was running
But like the car or the false dawn, Maggie
I keep thinking that you’re gonna break
You ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work at Maggie’s store
Yeah you ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work for Maggie
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Doghole
03:41
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How did I not know you had all that in you?
You had all that that you did not show
Oh what’s that you said
I said it’s a doghole
I guess I get excited when you let it show
Dig down, go to ground
Dig down, go to ground
Come on let the dog out
Dig down, hole in the ground
My family used to get down there
Worked for Union Carbide
It ain’t much but it’s a place beyond the hillside
With the hairline cracks hidden
Watchdogs on the ridge ridden
We do our best but the best-laid plans often go missing
Dig down, go to ground
Dig down, go to ground
Come on let the dog out
You don’t know how far it goes
But if you did
You’d be looking for something
Incredibly well hid
You don’t know how far it goes
But you cannot turn around
And where would I go if I could
So just dig down, go to ground
Dig down, go to ground
Come on let the dog out
Dig down, hole in the ground
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Mountain Language
04:16
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We have our own language
Well I had mine
But yours has all those ways of saying how and why
So we use yours
But I still dream in mine
I still dream in mine
But if we make it up the mountain again
We’ll be back with country friends
And there’ll be language on the mountain again
Oh what country, friends, is this?
87 dollars on the worst stuff in the store
I don’t even think it’s going to be enough
But if it were
I’m just buying scrap
Know I’m just buying scrap
So don’t make it out to be more than that
I’m not more than that
But if we make it up the mountain again
We’ll be back with country friends
And there’ll be language on the mountain again
Oh what country, friends, is this?
You can’t even find work at the Country Boy
Selling gas station drugs
To take care of your sister Dallas
She’s a little older than us
She’s a little older than us
But if we make it up the mountain again
We’ll be back with country friends
And there’ll be language on the mountain again
Oh what country, friends, is this?
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Sister
04:37
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It’s so hard now
To feel the rain you used to rain down
I can’t pick you up now
I can’t take you out
Wrecked, wounded, wore down
The bread hasn’t even molded yet
The light’s still on the brink that I fixed last week
You helped me hold it
We can't stop sleeping, it’s the most dangerous game to do
I whisper should we get up
Why, so the pain can get up too?
I’m here but I’m down
I’m here but I’m broken down
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Bleached
03:29
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Lost my grasp of English
Somewhere between here and the beach
On Sunday morning boring angels
Drag me out to see things
Lost my sense of hearing
Between the bulkhead and backseat
I'm thinking of a boring angel
Though she’s not one of these
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
Holy water bucket
Sloshing round down at our feet
I’m bound to be a boring angel
Though I try not to be
Well last I heard Corey
He was living on the national dirtway
I’m thinking of his summer blonding
In those days I was barely happening
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
Bleached, were you in the sun?
Did you have fun?
Yeah you seem lighter
Like when you were young
Bleached, if I seem gone
Then I am gone
I am not lighter
Just because I’m gone
Boring angels, boring angels
Boring angels carry me
Boring angels I can’t see
Oh but they see me
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7. |
Goat House Blues
04:01
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Thirty miles from where I’ve been
And of all the goat houses you could find me in
I’m perfectly far from you
But god it’s so hard in asking did they even really like you
And what did they like about you
Did they want to see you gone
Cause when you’re gone they can say that it was all your doing
It was your disaster
And they may even say everything got better after
But they’ll learn fast that being free it ain’t half as rewarding
Come on in we’re loafing
We’re doing fine now that I have fallen
I got out of those goat house blues
That they’ll just get next year too
Lucky me
But god it’s so hard in asking
Did they even like drinking with me
And did they think me escaping would fix things
Cause when you’re gone they can say that it was all your doing
It was your disaster
And they may even say everything got better after
But they’ll learn fast that being free it ain’t half as rewarding
With all the blight gone and all that work for hire
It must’ve been me who kept the last house from being wired
Yeah I’ll learn being free it ain’t half as rewarding
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What's His Name
03:03
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Is this a movie
Is this like a movie
Is this a water tower thing
Where I impersonate
Somewhere between a wild kid and a lightweight
Is this too personal
Is this a personality trait
You know how to come, and you know how to go
Everyone looks up when you walk in
And we don’t know when you do or don’t suffer
Did you see the comet
I’m sure you saw it coming
You’ve got a gift
A raw talent for being put up with
When you get too loud
Is this being too pissed to notice anything
To notice anyone
Are these anger issues, and are they unlike anyone’s
Are they unlike yours
That’s what thirty years undercover will do
All that mystery
The mystery of will I have mystery with you
You know how to come, and you know how to go
Everyone looks up when you walk in
And we don’t know when you do or don’t suffer
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Jody
05:19
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When it’s pass out time from working
When I watch Jody put the heavy down
I’ll put away what’s left in the outside fridge
Til there’s one less night in the south
Me and Jody been at this since high school
We’ve been at this now longer than we’ve not
And I think that as I watch her stir her heavy with her finger
And I’ll never get enough of what I’ve got
Yeah I’ve always loved you when you’re messed up
I’ve always loved you when you’re messed up
As southern kids we learned how to drink enough
It’s all we’ve got
And it’s easy
But sometimes it still hurts to see you love me
When it’s pass out time in Lincoln County
When Jody’s trying to find a way to feud
I put myself down from this big big world
Until I know which Jody I am talking to
Me and Jody been at this since high school
We’ve been at this now longer than we’ve not
And I think that as I watch her watching midnight in the TV
I’ll never get enough of what I’ve got
No I’ve always loved you when you’re messed up
Yeah I’ve always loved you when you’re messed up
As southern kids we learned how to drink enough
It’s all we’ve got
And it’s easy
But sometimes it still hurts to see you love me
It’s pass out time in the boondocks and
It’s pass out time on the subfloor and
It’s pass out time mid-pain when I
Know there’s gonna be so much more
It’s pass out time from the badness
It’s pass out time on this tilt-a-whirl
I’ve done my time so call off the guards tonight
Jo, put me down from this big world
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10. |
Big Ugly
02:13
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They’ll have to haul me off
Off a down slope
In some front end loader
In a pine box
If they want me gone
If they want me lost
If they don’t want my lonesome here
They’ll have to haul me off
Cause I’ve signed my name to the Guyandotte River
And I will remain til this lonesome mind sends me down her
In a pine box
I love the kind of love that it shows me
Where even if I’m sometimes slowing down
I know I’m slowing over you and
I’ve got the mud of Big Ugly running through me
And I’ll never get it off or get it out
Though I know what the rain can do
Oh, I love this town it shows me my lonesome’s written in the stars
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11. |
Heart Song
03:43
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There was something I was getting to
It was something I may never do
But I could tell it was getting to you
The kind of night that I’ll never have done
The kind of day that I’ve never begun
And you could tell me it’s something I may never know
How have I been?
Have I been okay at living?
How have I been?
Do I have heart when
I’m blacking out from living?
There was something I was getting to
When I met you
Did I make you forget what
You were supposed to be getting?
Are you the one who takes me upstairs
And loves me so quietly?
If so, please, don’t love me for the things I’m missing
How have I been?
Have I been okay at living?
How have I been?
Do I have heart when
I’m blacking out from living?
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