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Drowning Amanda Lynne

by Prison Wine

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I've lived a hard life on purpose It's given my life a purpose Had me some hard times on purpose I've had some hard, hard times Speak my mind, flip the bird If I could muster up the nerve Take a bow, terrible crowd They never dug me anyhow I can't find the rhyme or the rhythm to play The cost of admission is falling these days And I'm falling, too. Into my old ways Bag of bread, thorny crown Get me out of this corny town Quite the night, squirrely moon I suppose we should close with a Hurley tune I can't find the rhyme or the rhythm to play The cost of admission is falling these days And I'm falling, too. Into my old ways
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Bumming cigarettes from strangers at the bar Sipping whiskey, thinking ‘bout where you are Are you ever gonna find whatever the fuck you’re looking for And show up horny, kicking in the door, baby? I call running what you call rambling around You might wear all the hair right off the ground Then we’ll all squat on what we got And order up a round Making silhouettes by neon signs at night She was my baby and I treated her right Right in the arms of another kind of punk from another kind of scene And I call her any time I’m feeling like dying I call running what you call rambling around You might wear all the hair right off the ground Then we’ll all squat on what we got And order up a round Bumming cigarettes from strangers at the bar Sipping whiskey, thinking ‘bout where you are Are you ever gonna find whatever the fuck you’re looking for And show up horny, kicking in the door, baby? I call running what you call rambling around
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Rotten Tones 02:28
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Bone Digger 04:35
Locomotive running right on beat I'm gonna hit the tracks and get off the street I've gotta go A five dollar dog in a ten cent frame Fell behind when I hopped the train Got me a pistol then threw it away Once upon a time there was some gunplay I oughta know Got me a pistol as long as your teeth and scarier than hell Got me a woman on Miami Beach and she got the pills You spend your time digging up bones I spend mine getting stoned I feel a tension walking a mile in calico shoes I've got the blues. It gives me credentials to play 'em for you Paint my face, disguise my race and color my whiskers Locomotive running right on beat I'm gonna hit the tracks and get off the street Five dollar dog in a ten cent frame Fell behind when I hopped the train Got me a pistol as long as your teeth and scarier than hell, boy Got me a woman on Miami Beach addicted to pills, boy Got me a pistol then threw it away You spend your time digging up bones I spend mine getting stoned
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released February 8, 2023

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Prison Wine Orlando, Florida

"'Drowning Amanda Lynne' is 11 new tracks of country-fried rock that’s got easygoing vibes and a sturdy stomp. The soulful grooves and hot guitar licks give both a smooth ride and a solid kick, like a good bourbon.."
-Bao Le-Huu, Orlando Weekly
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