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The skeleton's good, but the mood's too narrow. Get a few more verses to swap in for angrier or less rebellious audiences

[a capella] Raise your glass, your voice in time

River rising, summer rain
Fall migration, back again
Carries blood course through my veins
Raise your glass, your voice in praise

And sing
And sing
And sing
Raise your voice in praise

Carolina choking vine
Springtime's blossom past its prime
Ash to ash and grape to wine
Raise your glass, your voice in time

And sing
And sing
And sing
Raise your voice in praise

And sing
And sing
And sing
Raise your voice in praise

Stalks a-weaving, August heat
Dry and brittle, gone to seed
When I die, my grave will see
Just raise your glass, sing glor-or-y

And sing
And sing
And sing
Raise your voice in praise

And sing
And sing
And sing
Raise your voice in praise

Carolina choking vine
Springtime's blossom past its prime
Ash to ash and grape to wine
Raise your glass, your voice in time

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Sweet sirocco, blows inside
Mountains burn with summer tide
Vulture's eyes can't be denied
Raise your glass for those who died

California, golden shore
Gate of hope and crook and whore
Ground it shakes and then no more
Raise your glass, sing their encore

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Trying my hand at a 'Morte & Adams' song. Came out as a duet, which doesn't work well traveling... Theodore will like it, though.

[Me]
I'm heading south
Take that train
Packed a bag
Slipped away

They say it's dark
In New Orleans
They say there's work
For a woman like me

I killed a man
And a few more
I shot them down
And left their bodies cooling on that old dirt floor
I killed another
To get this seat
On the train
To New Orleans

Three sides feuding
Pistols shined
There's gonna be trouble
Just my kind

I'll take this letter
To New Orleans
They say there's work
For a woman like me

[Tenor]
I'm heading west
Take that train
Bound in blood
Bound for gain
The bounty's high
In New Orleans
I hear there's work
For a man like me

These shadowed men
Must intervene
I have to wonder
Is this job a nightmare or is it a dream
Oh a dream
For a man like me
There ain't no place
Like New Orleans

Three months hunting
Badges shined
There's gonna be trouble
Just my kind

I'll take this gun
to New Orleans
They say there's work
For a man like me

[Unison]
Three days hunting
Two kills more
Hands'll be steady
Once first blood is on the floor

[Tenor]
Guns above
[Me]
Knives below
[Tenor]
I'm counting graves
[Me]
That I will fill

[Unison]
Guns above
knives below
We're counting graves
That we will fill

We're counting graves
That we will fill
That we will fill
With men like me
With men like me

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[Years later]

She needs another song for the Widow's War. No one's going to sing Make Them Bleed in public without a riot around them to make them bold, but something Estelle said about being 'covered in ghosts' tickles her memory

We're covered in ashes, we're covered in ghosts

Heaven forgive us for selling our souls

Yeah, that's a good hook. What's the chorus? That? No, it needs to be more active

Lord have mercy on the sinners

And .... something... the winners

Hmm.. No, rhythm's bad, rhyme's too pat

Lord have mercy

On the sinners and saints

...a rhyme and a rhythm to complete it?

Who walk with me

Yeah, that'll do it.

This is meant to be easy to sing, so two verses, verse - chorus - verse - chorus - chorus.

An hour later she has something solid, doubling up the chorus every time it's sung. It'll take some refining, but Sinners and Saints will serve:

The city's on fire
We're going up in flames
We called out for guidance but nobody came
Covered in ashes
We're covered in ghosts
Heaven forgive us for selling our souls

Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.
Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.

The city's on fire
We've burned all we loved
To get some attention from someone above
We went to the top
And we sunk down real low
Heaven forgive us for selling our souls

Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.
Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.

Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.
Lord have mercy
On the sinners and saints
Who walk with me.

 

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