Jenrose: Music

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• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

I walked into this bar
With such a heavy heart tonight
But I just keep it to myself
Try to hold my head up high

Now the flies are all abuzz
There in the corner by the bar
The band is on the stage
They're tuning their guitars
And I'm sitting like a junkie
With a needle to my arm
As I wait for them to take me
To a place that's safe from harm

Now I can not explain
Why the music always
Seems to ease the pain
When the world has up and
Left me high and dry

All I know for sure
When my spirit's broken
There can only be one cure
Cuz nothing's gonna fix me
Like a little six string high

Well the worries of this world
Are weighing heavy on my mind tonight
Think I'll pack up my guitar
Get into my car and drive drive drive

Cuz I know 50 miles away
They're tuning up their mandolins
They're sitting in that living room
They're waiting to begin

And they've got beer to drink
And songs to sing
If you've got time to spend
Come on Jenny, won't you play
That Patty Griffin tune again

("I'm making pie-i-i-ies...")

I can not explain
Why the music always
Seems to ease the pain
When the world has up and
Left me high and dry

All I know for sure
When my spirit's broken
There can only be one cure
Cuz there's nothing that can fix me
Like a little six string high

Now I'm sitting up late again in this bedroom
Waiting for sleep, but she won't be coming soon
Won't you hold me close, whisper me a lullaby
One more song until I'm dreamin of a six string high

One more song and I'll be dreamin bout a six string high

Come on, Just one more song...