by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
Jul 2023 138 Views 0 comments
Mama's all knowin'
Pure heart mechanical blues
there's a sax playing on the ridge
it rained all night in Kentucky
There's shoe-shine folklore
and western desert chords
struck in 4:4
I tell you this
when the dice roll
Mama's all knowin'
trumpet blowin'
good as a circus phenomenon
Pure heart mechanical blues
there's a sax playing on the ridge
it rained all night in Kentucky
there's a sax playing on the ridge
it rained all night in Kentucky
There's shoe-shine folklore
and western desert chords
struck in 4:4
I tell you this
when the dice roll
Mama's all knowin'
trumpet blowin'
good as a circus phenomenon
Pure heart mechanical blues
there's a sax playing on the ridge
it rained all night in Kentucky
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Posted: Jul 2023
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