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That Bastard Son
The Dead South


Always lookin' out for number one,
We never talk about that bastard Son,
Heading out to the liquor store,
Never been without my baby before

Waiting in line just to have a drink
Guy beside you's puking in the sink

Oh
I don't feel no more,
I just want liquor and dirty whores
Cause I, don't care no more

When you walk out of that bar,
You try and Get in your car
With a girl hanging on your hip,
You're getting ready for the big trip
Better give that girl just one more kiss
All that cocaine will leave you in a bliss

You're heading on a one-way trip,
Its blizzarding out so you take a dip
Then you look down at your phone
No message from your baby
cause You're all alone
With all your cheat and all your lies
Your faithful father won't forgive,
Your crimes

The Dead South

The Dead South is a four-piece acoustic ensemble based in Regina, Saskatchewan. With Nate Hilts' gritty vocals and aggressive guitar strumming, Scott Pringle's soaring harmonies and mandolin chops, Colton Crawford's blazing banjo licks and steady kick drum, and Danny Kenyon's prominent cello melodies, The Dead South blends elements of folk, bluegrass, classical, and rock which results in a unique, modern, and authentic blend of boot-stompin' acoustic music. ... Selengkapnya

 


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