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Boy from Lawrence County
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ian Felice
Ian Felice
Performer
James Felice
James Felice
Performer
Greg Farley
Greg Farley
Performer
Josh Rawson
Josh Rawson
Performer
Jeremy Backofen
Jeremy Backofen
Performer
Simone Felice
Simone Felice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Felice
Ian Felice
Songwriter
James Felice
James Felice
Songwriter
Gregory Farley
Gregory Farley
Composer
Josh Rawson
Josh Rawson
Songwriter
Jeremy Backofen
Jeremy Backofen
Songwriter
Simone Felice
Simone Felice
Songwriter

Lyrics

(One, two, three) All these pills and powder could not make me stay Oh, I'm on my merry way in the morning light Cold New England winters have got me coughing As the Lincoln turns the corner down Memory Street Tell me, Judge, what's the bounty? On that boy from Lawrence County? He's a friend of mine If I had a way to trap him Would you swear to pay up, captain? He's a friend of mine The door swang slowly open The committee room was dark The bailiff marked the charts in red Recalled a boy in orange as he slowly passed Awkward as a calf with its legs wobbling Be so kind, tell me warden Who's in line to die this morning? Could I see the show? If he bore his teeth to scare us Would we see our likeness, sheriff? In the pearly glow? Roll on old, silver river through the iron range Past the sleeping trains that wait Gold and amber peddles in your water wade Like the band of Jesse James in wait Rain, it beats the window, makes it hard to see Who's on a drunken spree in the city lights Silent are the dying, silent are the young It's silent where I'm from Tell me, love, of your husband Will we see his headlights coming? Will he know it's us? When his tired eyes have lifted Will he see your bed has shifted? Is he bad at love? I got the money that I owe you Something else to show you Could you meet me there? Take the road out, past the station To the river basin I'll be waiting there for you All these pills and powder could not make me stay Oh, I'm on my merry way in the morning light And all these dying matadors in dusty rings Have killed my will to sing, and I'm gone Tell me, judge, what's the bounty? On that boy from Lawrence County? He's a friend of mine If I had a way to trap him Would you swear to pay up, captain? He's a friend of mine
Writer(s): Josh Rawson, Ian Felice, James Felice, Gregory Farley, Simone Felice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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