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Love is a Butcher

by Brother Jack

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1.
Blue Ribbon 03:48
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Last year's tomato vines Lay rotten on the ground When the winter snow melts off You can see the remains of the day A window sill whiskey bottle Holds what’s left of February’s grief She wore a yellow gingham dress To the park that day Her hair tied up with blue ribbons Got to be that way Go ahead and lay her down, down, down Nothing left for me to say A stiff July breeze is blowing Through my dinning room window I still got hanging up those old curtains of yours They are pale green with a flower print They’re blowing up now like a great big balloon It's your ghost standing in the middle of my room She wore a yellow gingham dress To the park that day Her hair tied up with blue ribbons Got to be that way Go ahead and lay her down, down, down Nothing left for me to say Most nights now I’m sleeping in the yard I got to see them stars The back door is propped open here With an old gasoline can When it gets too cold to sleep out I think I'll set the whole thing on fire She wore a yellow gingham dress To the park that day Her hair tied up with blue ribbons Got to be that way Go ahead and lay her down, down, down There’s nothing left for me to say Go ahead and lay me down, down, down Lay me down Go ahead and lay us down, down, down Lay, lay us down
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Coyotes 04:36
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There’s a full moon rising up over the hill I'm sleeping on that cold, cold ground The wind is whispering through the treetops I'm laying on that cold, cold ground The creek is running up over its banks I'm sleeping on that cold, cold ground Me and the coyotes are howling at the moon I'm singing the only song that I know Crying for a love that once I lost I'm singing the only song that I know Dig me a hole and throw my body in Bury me in the cold, cold ground For all of my sins here and all of my crimes Throw me in that cold, cold ground Upon my very last dying breath Bury me in that cold, cold ground Me and the coyotes are howling at the moon I'm singing the only song I know Crying for a love that once I'd lost I'm singing the only song that I know
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David 04:30
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Your fingers curled over The top of my headboard My hands gently tracing Soft parts of your arm I can feel, on your fourth finger The reminder of him If I were king of a nation at war I would make sure He was in the front lines If I were king He’d throw himself out the window at my word If he happened to die There's nothing anyone could say I saw you up on your rooftop From my upstairs window Your skin is like honey dripping Sweet honey dripping I was sure, if I was close You would smell just like the sun If I were king, of a nation at war I would make sure He was in the front lines If I were king He'd throw himself out the window at my word If he happened to die There's nothing anyone could say
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Valentine's Day Massacre 05:32
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It was back in 1981 I was waiting on a bus You came up to me and you said, hello I think it was a Thursday Three weeks later I moved in with you Into your apartment over on 4th Ave Our first date was a crosstown bus Our second was later that night down at Joey’s Bar A couple of drinks and a jukebox singalong Turns out your favorite songs were the same as mine I was figuring on a one night stand It's lasted for three years St Valentine’s Day Massacre Seven people died Add one more to the list, now baby This love is gonna be the death of me One morning last week I was sipping my coffee Just trying to figure out how I had gotten here I guess I got used to having somebody around You like waking up with me there This hasn't always been great but it’s certainly never been bad Thinking about it, I guess it's just been really, really good St Valentine's Day Massacre Seven people died Add one more to that list, now baby This love is gonna be the death of me It was back in 1929 Seven men were shot They were mobsters, they were fully armed Confronted and killed without a fight Well, I guess this love is kind of like that slaying I never saw you coming, I just fell into you without a fight St Valentine's Day Massacre Seven people died Add one more to that list, now baby This love is gonna be the death of me This love is gonna be the death of me This love is gonna be, oh you will be The death of me
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Love is a Butcher 05:32
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The old man stood on the top of the hill With his son and a very sharp knife His loving God demanded for payment A living sacrifice The good Lord said, hold it there man I was just kidding Check the bushes and you will find tied up a ram He said, I was just testing you Abe You must love me above all else For I am who I am The old man didn’t get the joke But he guessed he passed that test He’s never been so scared in his whole life He said, loving his son that much Was like taking that great big knife And carving out a little piece of himself Love is a butcher Love is a cleaver in your chest Love is a bloody butcher It’ll cut you, cut you, cut you into little tiny pieces The phone rang the other day Gram said she didn’t know who to call She thought that she would call me She said she was down and out, she was down and out She had just lost husband number three She said, loving and losing boy, loving and losing I’ve had three husbands who have died She said, each time I lose someone It’s like using a great big axe And taking a chunk out of my hide She said, I’m getting older and fatter boy But I’m feeling thinner and thinner Like a piece of paper blowing in the wind She said, there ain’t no shame in loving boy Get back up on that horse and try again This time I was sliced too thin Love is a butcher Love is a cleaver in your chest Love is a bloody butcher It’ll cut you, cut you, cut you into little tiny pieces Well, Brothers and Sisters Brothers and Sisters We are gathered here today Well, Brothers and Sisters Brothers and Sisters Hear what the good book has to say You must leave your mother and father You must leave your mother and father And cleave to the one you love You must cleave, you must cleave You must cleave to the one you love When I hear the word cleave It reminds me of a cleaver And that’s exactly what love is going to be Love will cut you up, it will cut you up Till there is nothing left of you Love is a butcher Love is a cleaver in your chest Love is a bloody butcher It’ll cut you, cut you, cut you into little tiny pieces

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released February 14, 2020

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Brother Jack Altoona, Pennsylvania

Brother Jack gleans inspiration from old fashioned gospel music, foot-stomping drinking songs, and long winded storytellers. He has a love for words, both written and sung. If you like weird folk music and storytelling, check out Brother Jack!

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