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Bethesda

Revolutionary men dead in my backyard
Revolutionary feeling pinching at my legs now
Broke my ass on the job man I really need a cold one
Dirt in my nails, plow to the ground 
Something got lost St. Anthony come around
Watch to the ear, eye to the sun
Waiting on a miracle or a good woman

Hell I’ll take both

Byron was a tough man motor mouth motor hands
He like to shake it down, break it down and lay it on the back 10
Was always falling in, falling out and digging in the push pin
Wrench to the wheel and setting fire to the plug
Right time, wrong time, scratchin’, itchin’, blindside
Bethesda where he lay under the wycoff gun
Waiting on a miracle or a good woman
Nobody believe in, the love that he giving

Take me to the river bed, pour me whiskey and leave me for dead
I shot my woman there, she made me mean and red
Gave me the Tennessee-turnaround, double-crossing-backbend
Tears on my lip and blood in my cough
I’ll surely be dead by the morning fog
Toss me in the river right amongst the rocks
Cuz I don’t deserve no Bethesda cross

©James Arlowe 2009

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