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Ballad Of Clarence Marshall

from The Nightbirds Revolt by Dylan Kight

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lyrics

I was born Clarence Marshall,
In the hills of Tennessee,
After the great depression,
It was a small mining town,

My father was a miner,
My mother stayed at home,
My father wasn't faithful,
And my mother died alone,

It was clear at midnight,
When I came to the church house door,
That a life of crime wasn't any way to die,
Some folks fall in line,
Others turn away,
I was born alone and I died just the same,

But I didn't want to be a miner,
Or die in a mining town,
I moved to the city,
To those city lights,

I never saw my folks,
Never went back home,
They say strangers like me,
Were supposed to die alone,
It was clear at midnight,

When I came to the church house door,
That a life of crime wasn't any way to die,
Some folks fall in line,
Others turn away,
I was born alone and I died just the same,

Those men that I killed,
Were only mile markers to me,
A lost highway of sorts,
Of lost thoughts and dreams,

I Clarence Marshall died,
On those lonely church house steps,
Maybe there's mercy in death,
But hell is a safer bet,

It was clear at midnight,
When I came to the church house door,
That a life of crime wasn't any way to die,
Some folks fall in line,
Others turn away,
I was born alone and I died just the same,

I was born in 1934,
And I died in 56,
I still miss my ma,
The hills of Tennessee,

I was buried with my flask,
My gun and my memories,
If there's one thing I could say to her,
I would say I'm sorry,

It was clear at midnight,
When I came to the church house door,
That a life of crime wasn't any way to die,
Some folks fall in line,
Others turn away,
I was born alone and I died just the same,

credits

from The Nightbirds Revolt, released November 18, 2007
Dylan Kight - Guitar, Bass, Vox
Robert Smith - Drums
Evan Kinney - Banjo

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