Letters

Bread and Circus Spare Me Over Disc

Play Letters

She sends me letters
from way cross town
full of confusion

she says I’m down baby
she says
just because the sun it shines

you know it makes me wonder why
I’m lying here just staring at the ceiling
without you
this dirty truth is killing me

these broken letters coming from across town
they say I’m gonna leave here one of these days
just because the sun it shines

• Copyright Cranky Jesus (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Juanita

Play Juanita
Bread and Circus Spare Me Over Disc

Down in Amarillo with the wind in her head
Juanita was lyin’ in the river bed
God slapped the moon on a harvest rain
the roosters flew and a crow shouted her name
Juanita

nine months later she had herself a son
when asked who the father was she whispered no one
town folk shunned her they thought she lied
they didn’t even bury her on the day she died
Juanita

the boy had no name but he grew up just the same
in a shack by the side of the road
a real strange angel with a real sharp tongue
and a great sense of diction for someone so young

oh the wind and the snow and the rain
don’t mean nothin’ to a boy on a train
whoa the wind and the rain and the snow
don’t mean nothin’ to a boy on his own

he went to work and he been to school
shipped off to war to fight for them fools
and down in the jungle in ’72
under enemy fire his company flew

they left him standing in a river of red
they left him alone they left him for dead
but five years later he showed up in town
bought that old shackon the hill fallin’ down

and some say he’s gone and some say they’ve seen
shadows at night and a halo of rings
he’s there on the banks when the creek starts to ris
ehe’s there in your bed when she’s telling you lies
he’s out on a ledge back in ’39
he was back there in Salem when the flames started flyin’

oh the wind and the snow and the rain
don’t mean nothin’ to a boy on a train
whoa the wind and the rain and the snow
don’t mean nothin’ to a boy on his own

• Copyright Cranky Jesus BMI All Rights Reserved

Don’t Come Crying

Bread and Circus Spare Me Over Disc

Play Don't Come Cryin'

When the moon has frozen
and your skies gone black
and there ain’t no house up on that hill

and the choice you once had
you can’t get back
and you’re running you’re running standing still

don’t come crying to me
because I’m already there
swinging like a monkey in a tree

these wicked little tricks that you play
they’ll come back to haunt you again
how you sow so shall you reap
these things that you hold now you just can’t keep

don’t come crying to me
because I’m already there
swinging like a monkey in a tree

I thought I saw Joe Hill last night
he was alive just like you and me
I thought you died to Joe says I
no I did not die says he

don’t come crying to me

• Copyright Cranky Jesus (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Motel Tapes

Play Gashleycrumb Tinies
Play Don't Come Crying
Play You Wanted Rain
Play The Last Thing I Needed the First Thing This Morning

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