Jesse Keyes: acoustic guitar, vocals
Myra Keyes: vocals
Scott Van Schoick: drums
Jason Montgomery: upright bass
Paul Brainard: pedal steel, dobro
David Gerow: mandolin, violin
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Our old dog quit breathin’
Mama won’t stop grievin’
Pa left home and Ma ain’t got a job to pay the rent
Lately I been thinkin’
Mostly up late drinkin’
Time to check out, make it up and dream, time to pretend
Ain’t got the guts or guns to live like this just to put it down
Don’t pass away, nobody’d hear, you’d go without a sound
Man comes this far, he owes it to his bones just to hang around
Sirens out on Main Street
Singin’ ‘Daddy was a deadbeat’
Times I wonder why it is and was it meant to be?
Ain’t got the wish or will to end up on this side of town
Don’t tell a soul, nobody’d know, no better time than now
There’s things in life I can’t control but I can do without
Maybe I just, maybe I just don’t know what’s real
Maybe I think too much to feel
If losing’s taught me anything, it’s find the silver line
a la the whisper in the pines
The dirty dimes, the petty crimes
Guilty or not, we do our time
Sirens out on Main Street
Singin’ ‘Daddy was a deadbeat’
Times I wonder why it is and was it meant to be?
Ain’t got the wish or will to end up on this side of town
Don’t tell a soul, nobody’d know, no better time than now
There’s things in life I can’t control but I can do without
Do without
Do without
Do without...
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