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Kimberly Leslee Begin (SESAC) 100%
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A clapping, stomping, dark, anthemic rock song about your new lover.
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Black Magic Boy
well I’ve been here a long hard year and I’m dragging, dragging low
I’ve got crocodile tears falling in my beers and it’s you who’s made me so
so before you cry again, I’ll tell you why again, why he’s my brand new man
he don’t play no games, knows where he came from, ain’t runnin on me like you ranI’m a wicked loving woman, no you can’t blame me (2x)
he’s a black magic boy, just you wait and seewell I’ve been home for just one day and you’ve already made it clear
that my devil-born boy with his angel face just ain’t sitting with you mama dear
so before you cry again I’ll tell you why again why he’s my brand new man
he don’t play no games, knows where he came from, ain’t got no leaving plansI’m a wicked loving woman, no you can’t blame me (2x)
he’s a black magic boy, just you wait and seeI’m a wicked loving woman, no you can’t blame me (2x)
he’s a black magic boy, just you wait and see -
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Kimberly Leslee Begin (SESAC) 100%
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A swinging, uptempo country-rock ballad about dancing all your blues away.
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Swing
all my friends think I’m crazy, they’re from Texas, a gentleman and a lady
but I’m just a woman born a bachelor, a two-bit cowboy, a lover and an actor
so, I just swinggot a picture of you sitting on my window, but on my pillow I ain’t got no tears
got his old jean jacket hanging from my bedpost, and it’s all full of holes
from cigarettes and yearsthey all still live here a little, making me shiver a little
but when they creep on in, I know just what to dolike that old western singing, like that old cowbell a-ringing
like that old drunk drinker drinking I just swinglike that old man Time a-knocking, like that old rocking chair a-rocking
like that double barrel locking, I just swing
instead of facing anything, I just swingI got a country mile of sad goodbyes and so-longs
but my rock and roll keeps me from the blues
so if you’re ever feeling like you’ve got it all wrong
have a drink on me, and step into my shoesthey all still live here a little, making me shiver a little
but when they creep on in, I know just what to dolike that old western singing, like that old cowbell a-ringing
like that old drunk drinker drinking I just swinglike that old man Time a-knocking, like that old rocking chair a-rocking
like that double barrel locking, I just swing
instead of facing anything, I just swingall my friends think I’m crazy, they’re from Texas, a gentleman and a lady
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A swaying track about living with your demons.
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Devil Makes Three
my baby saw the devil in a Tennessee jailhouse, and I saw God in his eyes
Lucifer and I, we been loving quite awhile, but you know how he cheats and he lies
well I’ve always been a sucker for the dark side
and now I’m paying for it spreading myself thin
cause there’s more than meets the eye when sunny day turns into night
and I go marching back on home againI’ve got six footprints in my driveway, three pillows on my bed
four loving arms to wrap around me when I lay down my red head
like some secret Jesus hanging up on the wallpaper when he’s dead
you and me and the devil babe, forever like you saidwell I’ve longtime been a sinner, and I’ve longtime been a child
and I’m searching for redemption in my soul
but when I get to walking on the sunny side of life
I can’t help it that I always miss the coldwell I’d hate to take for granted all the good things that I’ve done
but I must admit to you that I’m afraid
cause there’s more than meets the eye when I’m dealt my hand and there it lies
tell me, what happens when a spade just ain’t a spade?I’ve got six footprints in my driveway, three pillows on my bed
four loving arms to wrap around me when I lay down my red head
like some secret Jesus hanging up on the wallpaper when he’s dead
you and me and the devil babe, forever like you saidyou and me and the devil babe, forever like you said
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Kimberly Leslee Begin (SESAC) 100%
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A swaying, sultry tune about meeting a someone on the dance floor.
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Gentleman
I was a-walking in my new black boots
because darling you know, the best trees show their roots
but when I showed up at that dance hall on 65
I was a-looking for something like youI’ll give you one kiss to show your heart
and I’ll give you two little moments in the dark
and I’ll give you three, but no more, turns across the floor
and then it’s your turn, boy you better learn to be a gentlemanI was a-paying my record store dues
because baby you know, the best sound is the blues
but when the record went live at that dance hall on 65
I was a-looking for something as trueI’ll give you one kiss to show your heart
and I’ll give you two little moments in the dark
and I’ll give you three, but no more, turns across the floor
and then it’s your turn, boy you better learn to be a gentlemandon’t want your religion, no, I’ve got problems of my own
don’t want your misgivings, no, gotta be suave cause you knowI’ll give you one kiss to show your heart
and I’ll give you two little moments in the dark
and I’ll give you three, but no more, turns across the floor
and then it’s your turn, boy you better learn to be a gentleman -
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A sultry rock song with deep southern roots about fighting with your lover.
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Dueling In The Dark
there was a honey brown man with a bayou tan I loved down in New Orleans
he wrecked my car, he spun me out of style
he said I love you girl, I’d give you this world but all I got’s the streets
this is Luzianne I ain’t made to reconcileHe said "Go on, git. This ain't meant, to last much past tonight.
You're a beautiful baby, but baby this ain't right
you’re a silver spoon I’m a spade, you’re a pocket pistol I’m a sling blade
and since that day I’ve been learning how to fight"so I tied up my laces and I counted out ten paces
and I turned and drew and knew I’d hit my mark
and now it’s plain to see that all my life my men and me
we’ve been dueling in the dark, just dueling in the darknow there’s a long-leg boy like Gene and Roy I loved out in Tennessee
campfire meets saltwater, wild west meets the east
he said I love you girl, I’d give you this world but a poor boy’s got to eat
this here’s a man’s world and I’m the one to beatyou’re a silver spoon I’m a spade, you’re a pocket pistol I’m a sling blade
and all y’all girls can do anyway is cheatso I tied up my laces and I counted out ten paces
and I turned and drew and knew I’d hit my mark
and now it’s plain to see that all my life my men and me
we’ve been dueling in the dark, just dueling in the darkHe said "Go on, git. This ain't meant, to last much past tonight.
You're a beautiful baby, but baby this ain't right -
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A swampy, stompy, rock track about heading down south to get hitched.
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Voodoo Man
I saw you in the back of the barroom the other day
I sat alone there just hoping you would come my way
but you’re a bonafide winner of a game that I can’t play
and it’s that wishful thinking leads any good woman astraywell I’m a daddy’s girl now you can’t fool me none
but the way you’re doing it’s just how it should get done
and if you got a bone to pick with me well man, I got a ton
you can take it on with you down Highway 301cause I’m a real good catch and I know it, you’re a real good match and I know it
I can bring you back to where it all began
so if you ain’t afraid of rain, a little bit of swamp water in your veins
then we can head on down to see the voodoo manhe’s gonna marry us up like Hank and Audrey Mae
hang a rosary round your neck and tell you to pray
aw but Jesus Christ ain’t the brotherman you’re talking to today
naw it’s something wicked and it sure it coming this waywell now we gonna live forever baby, hand in hand
just making our way to the boondock promised land
and the way it all turned out well baby, I’m sure you’d understand
we would have never had it all if we never saw the voodoo mancause I’m a real good catch and I know it, you’re a real good match and I know it
I can bring you back to where it all began
so if you ain’t afraid of rain, a little bit of swamp water in your veins
then we can head on down to see the voodoo manso if you ain’t afraid of rain, a little bit of swamp water in your veins
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An acoustic breakup ballad focusing on the past of a relationship that resulted in its downfall.
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Donnie
Donnie stole my heart away, never did he look back
just kept walking on his way, tipping his velvet hat and I asked him why
and oh I criedDonnie stole my heart away late one afternoon
the way he moved, the way he’d say, this is the finest June there ever was
and oh, it wasand just like you can’t hold the Tennessee wind
Donnie and his backbone bottle of gin faded away, and oh I loved himDonnie stole my heart away, his shoulders broad and strong
his lovely hands, they were made for stringing me along
his coal-black eyes, were nothing but liesDonnie stole my heart away, his alabaster skin
we were the best match ever made, until it struck to flint and burned
the seasons turnedbut just like you can’t take back what you say
I can’t go back and break Donnie’s masquerade
I’ll never know why I loved himDonnie stole my heart away late one afternoon
the way he moved, the way he’d say, this is the finest June there ever was
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An anthemic rock song about battling with your past and running from the future.
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Little Bird
I’ve been making trouble now for years
from the beach to the blacktop there ain’t no speed limit here
and it’s safe to say that I can’t stay with you dearI’ve been breaking bottles on the ground
I’ve been rattling cages like a pit bull in a pound
and it’s safe to say that I just can’t stick aroundcause I’m more pain than I’m worth, and I know you know you’re gonna get hurt
so grab your gun, you better run, little birdyou’ve been singing your song oh so sweet
I’ve been screaming murder like a werewolf on a leash
and it’s safe to say that we ain’t in the same keycause I’m more pain than I’m worth, and I know you know you’re gonna get hurt
so grab your gun, you better run, little birdain’t gonna get what you deserve, remember that I warned you first
nobody gets what they deserve, but I warned you, I warned you, little bird (3x) -
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A slower, haunting ballad about battling with your demons.
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Beast
I swallow his beasts, I absorb his demons like shock therapy, flypaper in the evening
I’m cold alone, til he brings me homein an alley between the old gods and the new game
we happened to meet, came alive on a Sunday, I’m told of Rome and all its roadsbut ooh, I sing for you, my sweet thing
you alone know the good I can do
to love you or become you, I can never chooseso I sink my teeth deep into him and I come up bloody and beat
took the brunt of the ruin, I’m young again from his western wind
now I’m up to my knees in the weeds and the letters it still seems so strange to me
that to bleed made me better, I’m spinning gold out of all I knowbut ooh, I sing for you, my sweet thing
you alone know the good I can do
to love you or become you, I could never choose -
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A midtempo rock track about the vices in a relationship.
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Keep Your Love
I don’t want your diamonds, drape me in bones and furs and blood
you know I’m no big fan of your timing, but I’d take you broken down and covered in mud,
if I could keep your lovewell you draw too long on the bottle, and you crawl too far on the floor
but I know somewhere inside that heart of yours
something grows into something moreso take me love, down to your cellar door and show me the meaning of
making love down to your rotten core, how to get clean and rise above
and let me keep your lovesomeday I see us crossing over, our names engraved in grey headstone
but I know I’d cry ten lifetimes over if I had to lay in that grave aloneso take me love, down to your cellar door and show me the meaning of
making love down to your rotten core, how to get clean and rise above
and let me keep your love -
