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The Thick and Thin

by Old Wood Tatter

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Love is true. Love shines through like we do, me and you. Love can change us. Love can be dangerous. Love can be you and me. Love. It’s only love.
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The Middle 03:39
I’ll take a good old drive beneath a nice sunrise and take the way that gets me to you. Before the night is young, before anyone comes, let’s leave it all and meet up in the middle. And when I say to you, “Honey, this part is true, that I think about you every chance I get,” I’m a bottom feeder but you know I need you. I’m begging you to meet me in the middle and come to me and help me see. I’m going down, down where love don’t make a sound. Come to me, don’t bury me. I’m going down, down into the underground. I’ll take on all the shame, I’ll even take the blame. I’ll do anything to get you to see. No, I won’t give up, not for one more shot to be with you and meet you in the middle. And away we’d go to places we don’t know, we could go anywhere we please. I want to say to you all the things we’d do if you gave it up to meet me in the middle and come to me, help me see. I’m going down, down into the underground. Come to me, don’t bury me. I’m going down, down where love don’t make a sound. Come to me, help me please because I’m going down, down into the underground.
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I hope we don’t get burned. This is the moment of our enrolment into all the things we’ve learned - like the enjoyment in self-employment. When me, Jim, Bob, and Larry attempt to carry onto the ferry something so wary, only we’ll know what we bury. If things get hairy, there’s always Larry. Larry said he’d take the blame. He said he’d do it, “There’s nothing to it.” And who am I to complain. We won’t ignore it, we’ll pay him for it. Then he’ll go away and when he’s through it, he’ll come back to it. Then we’ll share the cake and because I know him, I think I’ll show him for giving his life away, giving his life away for the cause. How does it feel to be giving your life away? Now comes the time where we either do it or just say screw it (but I think we’ll be just fine). I think we’re ready, our plan is steady. When me, Jim, Bob, and Larry attempt to carry something so wary, only we’ll know what we bury. If things get hairy, there’s always Larry. Larry’s giving his life away. He’s giving his life away for the cause. How does it feel to be giving his life away?
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Your smiling blue eyes serve as a disguise for what you feel inside, and you’re not alone. I’m right here with you baby, my sweet hearted lady, the one who saved me and gave me a home. It could’ve been easier to make me this man who has always been humbled to be holding your hand. Too many ways have our fortunes been changed running ‘round with a stagger that honors our ways. Now the time comes for you and me to be through the thick and thin and know what it means. Now our time means so much more, so much to share and adore. I give all my love to you. I need you.
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Larry was aware that Molly used to be one too, but now she does that thing with her hair since Larry ain’t around no more. He was lying on the floor with a shoelace around his arm. His shoes were off and he looked off. He was staring at a jar or, more likely, staring at the heart of what he knew when he went too far. Molly inherited his car. “Oh,” she said. “Where did my man go?” Since Molly couldn’t drive, that car sat still for years but it stayed alive, an obligation to her eyes. She said it was okay, but you could tell she was lying, you could see it in her eyes. But, she kept that car around anyway to commemorate that Larry ain’t around no more. He was lying on the floor with a shoelace around his arm. His shoes were off and he looked off. He was staring at the heart of his world and couldn’t get away. “Oh,” she said. “Where did my man go?”

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released January 4, 2020

Seale Cragg - guitar, accordion, banjo, percussion, drums, vocals
Kurt Nielsen - double bass
Kevin Neal – pedal steel
Alison Porter - fiddle

Recorded by Chris Hegge at Audiolab Recording Company, Toronto/Hamilton, Canada

Produced by Seale Cragg and Chris Hegge

All songs written by Seale Cragg

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