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Thursday, October 2, 2008

Sometimes you just need a sad song

Rodeo

She comes down to Georgia to dance across my kitchen floor,
Leavin’ black marks on linoleum, a country song on the radio.
I am just a rodeo calf with tender feet and sewn on horns and
Love is a kindness that I’ve never known before,
I’ve never known before.

She say’s “I’m bound to Carolina to join the kids in ‘Truth or Dare’.”
And she laughs and says its just a game when I tell her that I’m scared.
I am just a dog waitin’ at the kitchen door,
Love is a kindness that I’ve never known before,
I’ve never known before.

Make it last, make it stay
Can you hold on long enough to make this pay.

She said,” My daddy was a grifter and I was in my momma’s way,
So I drifted for a while, because I could not stand to stay.”
And she said, “Love is a kindness that I’ve never understood.”
I said, “I‘ll give it to you willingly, its something you deserve,
Its something you deserve.”

And I’ll make it last, I’ll make it stay.
If you can hold on long enough I can make this pay.

‘Cause I am just a calf with tender feet and sewn on horns,
Love is a prize waitin’ on her at the rodeo.
Rodeo mp3 Amy Ray Prom

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3 comments:

meatpocket said...

oh baby!!! don't be a rodeo calf!! u aren't a dog by the door you're my beating heart...

she brings me Spanish clementines
I eat them by the waterside
I eat the flesh and taste the clean
how can I still act so mean
take this meanness outta me
take this meanness outta me

(continue same tune)
you r the love of my life
I hate myself for making u cry
without you I know I would die
somethings gotta give, I can't stand to be so mean

adam said...

Not wanting to intrude, but..

Make it last, make it stay
Can you hold on long enough to make this pay.


I can't explain how much I love that line, not just now, but thank you, this is great.

a Tart said...

aw, Adam, thanks, and you know, there's a reason we bloggers put our lives out here, albeit anonymously... music expresses what I've already said and what I've already felt and even though lyrics replicate words said between lovers, sometimes lyrics help clarify. It's never an intrusion to know that someone, somewhere loves what we love in a song, besides if you read this blog, you'll soon realize --- we share! xoxo