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Sparrow Song
03:57
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Sparrow Song
Oh little girl, why you looking so sad?
It’s really not all that bad.
Your love wasn’t what you thought it was.
It never is and that’s the rub.
Refrain: Keep on moving to the beat
of your own drum. Use cliches just for fun.
Take heart in the number one.
‘Cause in the end, in the end, we go alone.
Boy don’t worry if your clouds aren’t lined in silver.
Boy don’t be ashamed if you can’t heal her broken
heart. Leave it to the sparrows to sing of sadder
things. Let us all grieve with smiles.
Bridge: And if the sun is a burning candle,
I’m forever lighting it. And if your heart is
a broken record, the pain repeats with every
beat.
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2. |
Good Woman
03:26
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3. |
Happiest Girl in TX
03:18
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Happiest Girl in TX
Let’s fill up our days and tall glasses
with big mistakes and heavy talk.
Let the word love fall hard out of our mouths.
There’s mud on the dogs again.
Refrain: I’m gonna be the happiest girl in TX
just as soon as my heart stops beating me down.
I won’t shed no more tears for all I’m after,
after all, it’s all gonna be alright.
Let’s rest our hands on each other,
laugh because we think a bad thing is over.
Just to go up and down and down again.
The rent will have to wait three more days.
Ladadada Ladadadada da da da
Ladadada Ladadadada da da da
Ladadada Ladadadada da da da
Ladadada Ladadadada da da da
The rent will have to wait three more days.
There’s mud on the dogs again.
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4. |
Hearts for Breakfast
03:25
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Hearts for Breakfast
Oh, I used to eat hearts for breakfast,
dust off the crumbs before the next victim would come.
But now the roles are reversed. You set the table, and
I’m not the first, but you pull out the chair so politely
as you feast on my heart nightly.
Refrain: Would you like the last piece I ask as you leave?
Because you don’t love me,
no you don’t. And you don’t love me,
you never did.
And there’s already a nail in my coffin.
I’m drinking straight liquor more often.
Who keeps ringing the dinner bell?
This is my personal hell. Wipe your mouth before you
leave me to dine on finer things.
Bridge: Have you had your fill? Have you had your fill?
Oh I wish you could feel. I wish you could feel what I feel.
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Vultures
03:51
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Vultures
Crawling on my knees. While these vultures come down for
me. So this is how it feels to be picked apart piece by
piece?
And I just wanted to be that something that you
needed. But you’ve got something to prove, and it’s not,
it’s not to me.
Your heart-shaped words fall like stones.
I think I’m better off alone. You’re gonna miss me. You’re
gonna miss me, baby, yeah. You’re gonna miss me
when I’m gone.
Boy, I’m no longer moved by you. In fact I’m still as a
grave. And boy, there’s nothing left to do except to
watch the waters rise over you and I.
Your heart-shaped words fall like stones. I know I’m
better off alone. Not gonna miss you. Not gonna miss you,
baby, no. Not gonna miss you when you’re gone.
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Cropcircles
04:07
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Cropcircles
Send me a message in a field of grain. Let me come on
board and see it from the clouds. And we’ll celebrate.
Celebrate those shapes you’ve made.
Refrain: And every light that I see, I think it’s you, coming
back for me. And every star up in the sky, I’m flagging
down, trying to hitch a ride, so come down from there and
we’ll see if you belong to me.
How could you leave me here in this atmosphere
with the sound of a single beating heart?
Is this my part to play? Take me away from this place.
Bridge: The weathervane is moving now, the clouds
are howling out loud. The storm is finally here.
I think I’m gonna stay outside waiting for the light.
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Ashlynn Ivy Houston, Texas
Since 2006, Ashlynn Ivy has been playing music festivals and shows throughout Southeast, TX and Louisiana. Like her music, she stays close to home with songs that often read like prose and sound like a southern fairytale littered with ghosts, family, heartbreak, and hope. ... more
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