Miss Mary (Live at the House of Blues, Boston, MA - 2020) - The Dead South

Givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my way Said I'm givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my way Baby you know I tried so hard To ease your mind and please your heart But all you ever wanna do to me Is make me cry and leave You said that you really loved me And you wanted me to be your man I'm doin' the best that I can But you, never understand And I'm givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my own way Said I'm givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my own way There's a cold stone in my heart And it's getting colder And there ain't nothin' you can say Maybe I don't feel like dancing Because I'm getting older Or maybe you've gone away That old love letter that you wrote Is still laying on the shelf by the corner Said we'd be together soon And I'm still thinkin' bout the toll on my heart And the space that's left for her But I'm running out of room And I'm givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my own way Said I'm givin' up thinkin' about you baby I think it's time for me To go on my own way

Green light, Seven Eleven You stop in for a pack of cigarettes You don't smoke, don't even want to Hey now, check your change Dressed up like a car crash Your wheels are turnin' but you're upside down You say when he hits you, you don't mind Because when he hurts you, you feel alive Oh dear, is that what it is? Red lights, grey morning You stumble out of a hole in the ground A vampire or a victim It depends on who's around You used to stay in to watch the adverts You could lip synch to the talk shows And if you look, you look through me And when you talk, you talk at me And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing If I could stay, then the night would give you up Stay, and the day would keep its trust Stay, and the night would be enough Faraway, so close Up with the static and the radio With satellite television You can go anywhere Miami, New Orleans London, Belfast and Berlin And, if you listen, I can't call And, if you jump, you just might fall And, if you shout, I'll only hear you If I could stay, then the night would give you up Stay, then the day would keep its trust Stay with the demons you drowned Stay with the spirit I found Stay, and the night would be enough Oh-oh-oh, ooh Oh-oh-oh, ooh Oh-oh-oh, ooh Oh-oh-oh, ooh Three o'clock in the morning It's quiet, there's no one around Just the bang and the clatter As an angel runs to ground Just the bang and the clatter As an angel hits the ground

Momma made something sweet It's good for you to eat But you were out late messing around The girls are in your hands Dangerous charm you don't understand The other men will burn you alive You're just naive boy You better leave boy Tonight The streets are whispering now Of this gentlemen in town A lover, who cannot be beat The men around town Gathered on the sacred ground And repeated to beat their chests You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now Been hiding as you can Too weak to even stand Your bones don't fit your skin no more Caught you crying at the moon Begging momma for a room But she's felt the burn of your love You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now Got down on your knees to pray Asking your father in his grave He whispered son Get on your horse and ride I'm gonna show you Where you gonna die Where you gonna die Where you gonna die You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now You're just naive boy You better leave boy Right now Outro This blessing turned to curse Your charm worked in reverse And a love song That is burnt in my mind

We started out from Bern one sunny August morn' There was just the four of us against the Matterhorn There was Albert the Australian and John the Irishman Me and Bill from Britain, mad dogs in the sun Matterhorn, Matterhorn Men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn That mighty Matterhorn Two miles up, we lost John and our rations fell below Now Al and Bill are lying beneath an avalanche of snow Now here I am alone now, and I know I cannot stop Two more yards in front of me until I reach the top Matterhorn, Matterhorn Men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn That mighty Matterhorn Well, here I am a dying upon the Matterhorn Not a grave for me to lie in nor grave to keep me warm And the Queen would surely knight me if I could get back down But it's closer here to heaven Than it is back to the ground Matterhorn, Matterhorn Men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn That mighty Matterhorn That mighty Matterhorn