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what’s a girl like you doing here in this part of town
if’n you drink half as good as you sing i bet you really throw ‘em down
and you’re quite the package ain’tcha now the way you look in them jeans
what you pushin’ a buck-twenty i’m telling you honey i’ve got an eye for these things
and everybody’s watching me bein’ so sweet to you
they’re on the edge of their seats waitin’ to see how you’re gonna choose
and everybody’s noticing you ain’t pushin’ me away
so if this thing goes south and you run your mouth you know what they’ll say
well you talk a big game you’re one of them guys
if you think you’re so slick why don’t you go pick on someone your own size
and every woman in here’s been in my shoes before
upstaged by some man with one eye on his hands and one eye on the door
if i had a nickel for every line i’ve had to endure
you can be sure i’d be getting on just fine
if wishes were horses you can bet i would ride
so fast and so far away from this bar and right out of this night
it ain’t what you’re saying quite as much as your style
and despite what you think i don’t need a drink and i ain’t gonna smile
so quit talkin’ about my singin’ and keep your eyes off my jeans
boy you oughta know that your quarter won’t work in my machine
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so skinny and so small nary a brain at all
what i needed was a little space
but you kept me deep inside and you wouldn’t let me ride
and i saw the look that came across your face
well it was a great relief when you stamped out the belief
that i’d ever wanted anything at all
but this thing inside of me i’m gonna cut it free the day you fall
oh so little and so weak i knew that i ought not speak
lest i wanted to see the back side of your hand
i knew awfully young i better hold my tongue
if i ever wanted to get myself a man
who would treat me just like you yes he’ll tell me what to do
and i bet he’ll never let me get outside to fly
then i heard a noise it was the sound of my own voice whisperin’ goodbye
every thing i’ve ever loved and every thing i’ve ever lost
i’m gonna throw em in a deep dark hole with you
i’m unbridled and uncautioned and i’m heading to the auction
to bid on every pony yellow brown and blue
i’ve been waiting on horses my whole life through
well the black ones and the bays dapples and the grays
going to get as many as i am able
i’m gonna keep the meadow green and keep the water clean
and in the evening head down to the stable
and let ‘em have some oats and brush out all their coats
and let their whinnying become a lullaby
singing me to sleep sending me to dream into the night
well i know of a place where i can let them race
where the sumac grows in rows along the roadside
through the thicket and the thistle i need only whistle
and in a moment they’ll be back by my side
and the honey bees are in the apple trees
this is the only family i’ll ever need
and when the day is done we’re gonna ride into the sun
those ponies and me
every thing i’ve ever loved and every thing i’ve ever lost
i’m gonna throw ‘em in a deep dark hole with you
i’ve been waiting on horses
oh i’ve been waiting
i’ve been waiting on horses
my whole life through
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Radio by Janet Batch
04:36
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a younger woman might expect you to change
i’ve grown accustomed to the way
all the words they’ve said you let ‘em inside your head
and you likely won’t make it to bed
you’re worried about the radio
does that sort of thing really make a man anyway
you make it so simple you know that everybody else can understand
and i’ll smile before i turn the dial
and i’ll know that i’ve lost you for a while
maybe forever i don’t know
i thought it was too late for you but here they are
they want to know where they can hang your star
you wanted empty and i gave you more empty than you could stand
and i’ll be right here where you left me
in case you need me in time
i ain’t goin’ nowhere
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i gotta tell you since i held you i never wanna see you go
sit tight i’m coming by and you and i can go for a drive
and ride around and listen to the radio
oh it’s so easy everything’s so easy when i’m with you
you make me feel like i’m a hundred years old
you make me feel like i’m brand new
oh it’s so easy i’ve got no trouble sleeping through the night
i can see with your arms wrapped ‘round me
oh you’re gonna make sure that i’m alright
i gotta see you ‘cause i need to i’ve got to get you all alone
yeah i’ve gotta have you all to myself
i’m gonna have to call you up on the telephone
oh it’s so easy you be the wolf and i’ll be the child
all i need is you here by me
won’t you sit down and talk to me for a while
i gotta tell you since i held you i never wanna see you go
yeah sit tight i’m coming by and you and i can go for a drive
and ride around and listen to the radio
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Lovetta by Janet Batch
04:26
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i put on my red honeymoon lipstick and set my curls best as i could
i’m gonna wrap myself in plastic and go and lay out in the woods
i put breakfast on the table and i left the lunch in the pan
the baby’s safe in the cradle and i’m about to get back to the land
and nobody’s coming to look for me
well nobody even asks me if i’m alright
and now everybody’s ‘bout to find out how i’ve gone crazy
but i don’t mind ‘cause i’ll be floatin’ with the angels
come mornin’ light
yeah i’m gonna tuck it all around my shoes i’m gonna tuck it all around my head
i don’t want no critters gettin’ through to me until i’m good and dead
and i can hear the creek ramblin’ as it makes its way to the gorge
and it’s so sweet in my plastic sheet i can’t wait to meet the lord
yeah and nobody’s coming to look for me
well nobody even asks me if i’m alright
and now everybody’s ‘bout to find out how i’ve gone crazy
but i don’t mind ‘cause i’ll be floatin’ with the angels
come mornin’ light
well when i never made it home for supper ‘cause i was out lyin’ in my sunday dress
somebody called the choppers and somebody called the press
and now they’re coming out to comb the woods
well they’ve got my picture and they’re hollering my name
and now every available hound dog across the neighborhood
has got his nose to the ground i can hear ‘em now
they’re heading my way
how long have you been lying here Lovetta
why’d you go and leave your family all alone
well a grown woman like you ought to know better
than to leave that helpless man you married tryin’ to hush a fussy baby
on his own
so grab your things and pull yourself together
we’ve called your sister she’s on the way she said to say
to get your ass back home
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Got No Idea
i get up at six and i work til six at night
and all you do is bitch if your dinner ain’t fixed just right
and i’ve got no idea how to make it good
all i know’s i’ve got a man who ain't never treated me the way he should
oh i got a man i do the best i can
lord but what's a girl to do after she’s tried everything she could
well you roll in so late you don’t tell me where you been
you throw some water on your face and change your boots and roll out again
and i’ve got no idea where it is you go
all i know’s i’m getting tired of layin’ in this big old bed alone
i’m so tired of puttin’ out my own fire
lord but what’s a girl to do after her man quits comin’ home
well i got the low down sad country blue afternoons
i got the everything i had and threw away just to be with you’s
and i’ve got no idea what makes you so mean
all i know’s i got a man who ain’t never did a god damned thing for me
no not a god damn thing but saddle me with this ring
lord but what’s a girl to do when she ain’t got no other place to be
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i should just start drinking instead of thinking ‘bout you when you go
i should start ramblin’ instead of gamblin’ on if you’ll be home
i should start runnin’ just as fast as these wheels can spin
‘stead of wasting all my lovin’ on the same old thing again
you told me i was nothin’ like i ain’t heard that before
i ran into your cousin she was working at the dollar store
she said you been layin’ with some girl in Bridgewater
and that you been stayin’ in a sweet singlewide the county bought her
i wasn’t bankin’ on forever even after all the sweet little things you said
seems like the only time we manage to get together
is when we get hell bent on tryin’ to set fire to this bed
and i hate you for wantin’ me when i’m already low
i hate you for lovin’ me when i’m already broke
all this sleepin’ ‘round it wears me out and i don’t think that it’s enough
to keep me from leaving this town before i get knocked up
oh damn me for wantin’ something better damn me for leaving you behind
the one memory that i won’t ever be able to shake’s the taste
of your mouth on mine yeah it’s old milwaukee and marlboro reds
and this town ain’t so bad if you take away the wind and the snow
and if you see my stepdad well tell him where he can go
if you see my mother don’t touch her just help her home from the bar
cause if it’s noon on tuesday my brother needs the car
oh still there's something about this place i feel it around my neck i feel it across my face
yeah there's something about this town
just like there’s something about the first man who tried to tear me down
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every time i open up my mouth i break her in two without even knowing
every time i apologize i don’t realized I just tore somethin’ else wide open
when she came sailin’ in she made my head spin and i was already so tired
i gotta say it was better for me just to turn away
than to try to stay and battle that thing inside her
she’s too much for me she’s too much for me
and i give up easy
she’s too much for me she’s too many blues and greens
she ain’t like nothin’ else i’ve seen
heaven knows how many times she changed her clothes
i just prayed to god she wouldn’t go nowhere dressed like that
and when she did i swear i thought she was someone else’s
she didn’t care how she was makin’ me so mad
and i know she’s home alone
but she’s almost grown now and i bet she’ll be alright
besides i think i could stand to have just one more drink
and try not to worry ‘bout the things that weigh heavy on my mind
she’s too much for me she’s too much for me
and i give up easy
she’s too much for me she’s too many blues and greens
she ain’t like nothin’ else i’ve seen
i lost track and looking back
i think it’s safe to say she got enough
‘sides what could i do with someone who’s been through all she’s been through
and still somehow ain’t never run out of love
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we grew up in bars too young to have so many scars
i leaned on you on account of this broken heart
we found each other that summer that we lost my daddy’s farm
even those were better days before we went our separate ways
i caught the first train i found that was headed south
while you hit bottle and hit the throttle and ricocheted around that town
but we were side by side in the beginning
and the one thing nobody told us about this race
that neither one of us is ever winning
yeah ‘cause the high road and the low road yeah they both go to the same place
i heard about you on the news all the trouble you got yourself into
well it’s a far cry from ridin’ to Sunny’s and hangin’ out in that shack on 20
and pissin’ away a sunday afternoon
and Dave he offered me a job and i jumped at the chance to leave
and somebody offered you a needle and all it wants to do
is weasel its way back up your sleeve
but we were side by side when we were little
and the one thing nobody told us about the end
that i’d lose sight of you somewhere in the middle
half expecting to catch a glimpse of you somewhere up around the bend
they told us we’d be forgotten yeah they told us we were low down and rotten
they told the two of us that one day we’d die alone
but i’ve got a man and a piece of land you’ve got yourself your methadone
but we were side by side in the beginning
yeah and the one thing nobody told us about this race
neither one of us is ever winning
yeah ‘cause the high road and the low road yeah they both go to the same place
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Sara Anne by Janet Batch
04:38
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well i used to think about you when i was younger
late at night when i was driving all alone
i’d see you hangin’ on the shoulder not a single day older
but i was lost i was tired and i was stoned
and your name it don’t come up much in conversations anymore
but you’ve been on my mind more often than not
i wonder if anybody’s tryin to get out in the trees to find you
are you somethin’ the universe forgot
twenty-five years is a long time out in the ice and snow
and you’re a stronger woman than me i can’t stand to be that cold
yeah those mountains ain’t easy on the living and they’re damn unforgiving on the dead
won’t you come home and tell us all about it Sara Anne
well you’d hardly recognize this old town anymore
it’s like the dairies all just dried up overnight
year by year the city sprawl divvies up them all
and you can see it any way you look from the flashing light
old crew finished school grew up moved away
and had babies and got married and divorced
and each day on the way to work i still pass by that old church
big red letters screamin’ jesus is lord
yeah and i believe that less and less the older i get
i won’t pray anymore to a lord that’s just gonna turn his back
and i lost all use of the scriptures while lookin’ at your pictures on the exit ramp
won’t you come home
i hope i live long enough to see you on the news or get a knock at my door
telling me you’re alright they just found you alive
and i don’t have to wonder about Sara Anne no more
well those mountains ain’t easy on the living and they’re damn unforgiving on the dead
won’t you come home why don’t you just come on home
won’t you come home and tell us all about it Sara Anne
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Janet Batch Ithaca, New York
One part Stevie Nicks, two parts Johnny Cash, singer-songwriter Janet Batch hails from New York’s Finger Lakes region, writing and recording songs inspired by working-class life. Some anthemic, some heartbreaking, many songs harken back to the hardscrabble stories of her youth in the Rust Belt. She fronts a 4-piece band whose sound is reminiscent of seventies and eighties country radio. ... more
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