The Honey Dewdrops - Live from Artsville

by The Honey Dewdrops

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Recorded live at Artsville NY in Brooklyn, NY April 19, 2015 by Mike Beck.

For more information on The Honey Dewdrops, visit thehoneydewdrops.com.
For more information on Mike Beck, visit mikebeckmakesmusic.com.
For more information on Artsville, visit welcometoartsville.com.

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released October 5, 2015

Laura Wortman: guitar, banjo, harmonica, vocals
Kagey Parrish: guirar, mandolin, vocals

All words and music by The Honey Dewdrops

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Track Name: Fair Share Blues
fair share blues

my father’s father, was a working man
he fought in the war and he lived with that
he drank and prayed, and he got the blues
never said nothing that wasn’t true

he said my hands I do not own
they’re made of sweat and blisters and bone
they fight and build, they grip and strain
they’re not bound like me by rest or pain

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do

he said neither can I possess
any of the air I take for breath
each breath I take I must release
nothing is mine to hold or keep

he said my thoughts I cannot claim
of heaven and hell and love and faith
they were born long before I came
they’ll outlive my weary old wrinkled brain

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do

he said I’ve got my own fair share
of guilt and fear and sad despair
so I work and drink, I sing and pray
and I cast my weary blues away

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do
Track Name: Nobody in This World
Nobody in This World

Ain’t nobody in this world to follow me down, Lord, to follow me down
Ain’t nobody in this world to follow me down

Used to sleep good at night with my good man holding me tight
The only place I ever wanted to be
Then one morning his arms let go for no reason that I know
And I felt something die inside of me

Day and night for weeks on end took a bottle for my only friend
Good intoxicating company
I got so mean all the time, trying to please my troubled mind
My friends don’t come around to see about me

Drowned my sorrow far too long, ‘cause my good man did me wrong
I ain’t gonna move or make a sound
Each bottle has gone empty and put me out of this misery
Ain’t nobody in this world to follow me down
Track Name: Guitars
guitars

we are born unto our own
sapling seeds from old growth
raised up tall and cut down low
so we are, and so we go

turned from home, handled, and hauled
shaped and sanded, bent and sawed
many hands and many years gone
write every one our songs

play we all
true songs
we sing them right
we sing them wrong
tuned up tightly
and passed along
like old guitars
we breathe
songs

long to be held in arms
and loved and played by heart
days of light and days of dark
resolving the broken parts

hands of old, hands of young
hands of gentle, hands of rough
every one with a song to teach
some sing pain, some sing peace

upon our faces many lines show
traces of time like pen strokes
words and changes and passing notes
scars where the skin broke
Track Name: Loneliest Songs
loneliest songs

the loneliest songs
are beautiful things
the loneliest songs
are the most beautiful things
the onliest song i can sing
is the loneliest
the loneliest
the loneliest

every layer
falls away
every layer
finally falls away
every heart is made to break
one day
one day
one day

there’s something about
the sound of the blues
something about the sound
of the lonesome blues
stepping closer to the truth
singing
singing
singing

every song is sad
everybody’s blue
every song is sad
and everybody’s blue
you’re the same as me, i’m the same as you
we’re lonely
lonely
lonely

lay down your thoughts
close your eyes
lay down your thoughts
and close your eyes
if you feel the night, then feel the night
lightless
lightless
lightless

the loneliest songs
are beautiful things
the loneliest songs
are beautiful things
the onliest song i can sing
is the loneliest
the loneliest
the loneliest
Track Name: Horses
horses

half broken horses
are running through my head
i try to tame them
corral and contain them
i try put them all to bed

but half broken horses
never fall asleep
bucking in their stalls
kicking down the walls
they fight like hell to get free
they plead and plead

don’t you break me
please don’t break me
take me how I am
half mean and wild
fragile like a child
w/ hopes and fears and blood
running hot and fast
take me how I am

old worn out saddles
bridles and bits in the mouth
this little circle pen
I’m hemmed and locked in
has barely any room to move about

reins and whips of leather
flash and flutter all around
commands loud and clear
words that hurt to hear
I fight like hell to keep them out
so I shout and shout