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Cat n Mouse
01:42
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The mouse killed the cat, because the cat killed the mouse and the mouse was filled with rat poison. Appetite spoilin
The waitress poured the shot and I shot it down, and chose to go drivin around this dirty Podunk town. We're gravel travel bound
Pumpkin seeds and lima beans. No matter how i eat, get caught in my teeth. i'm a tooth pick munchin machine
The priest and the judge, they fight and they don't budge. Clutchin their god damn books, all cover in blood, their hands all covered in blood
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Near Beer
03:36
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I ain't as young as I once was and got to work in the mornin
I got to get up at the crack of dawn. Tonight I'll choose sober and boring
I won't stay out as late most night, that doesn't keep me from trying
I'll use you to nurse me along, and my life won't feel unsatisfying
If i can't have you my dear, I'll settle for a near beer
If I can't get out of here, I'll settle for a near beer
My wilder day are behind me now. I can't see you quite as often
But i still like to think that i can tie one on. It's just that hard liquor that has softened
I got a lady now. She looks out for me. I keep a picture of her on my dashboard
She doesn't worry about all those other pretty girls, just if I drive home plastered
If i can't have you my dear, I'll settle for near a beer
If I can't get out of here, I'll settle for a near beer
I wanna drink some. Never gonna none. I might just drink light tonight
I wouldn't say that I've settle down, or that I've lost a few kicks in my step
I just know them shaky morning feelings, when you don't remember and only forget
Credit cards, bar tabs and uber cabs leave me feelin like an Olde Style king
We still got them Sunday morning brunches, where I won't stop till I eat everything
If i can't have you my dear, I'll settle for near beer
If I can't get out of here, I'll settle for a near beer
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Sultana
03:38
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Oh Suzanna the Sultana is sinking
And I won't make it home after all
The pilot of the ship laid me in a moving crypt
And I won't make it home for the ball
It was April, spring 1865
After seven long years fighting, I was still alive
Dixie will release us hence forth
And sent us poor boys back North
Oh Suzanna the Sultana is sinking
And I won't make it home after all
The pilot of the ship laid me in a moving crypt
And I won't make it home for the ball
Lieutenant Hatch and his company men
Cut them a deal for $10 a head
Stuffed the river boat until the bows they bend
And then cast away, counting his kick backs since
Oh Suzanna the Sultana is sinking
And I won't make it home after all
The pilot of the ship laid me in a moving crypt
And I won't make it home for the ball
It was seven miles north of Memphis
After seven long year in the madness
The boiler blew and took the Union crew
Down to a muddy solitude
Oh Suzanna the Sultana is sinking
And I won't make it home after all
The pilot of the ship laid me in a moving crypt
And I won't make it home for the ball
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The Jake Duda Band Minneapolis, Minnesota
NE Mpls via La Crosse, WI. Just pickin' tunes and watchin' the Mississippi flow.
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