I've got blues
I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kids.
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid.
She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread.
Well, if I go down dyin' you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed.
Let your soul sing out to reach mine...
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Jan
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Possibly playing at Bottletree on my birthday… : )
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