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West

by McKain Lakey

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1.
West 05:05
I don't know my daddy, but I think he was a ghost who came out of the woods, in North Carolina. He gave us all our curly hair and skin that don't fit in nowhere, but I got a man who tells me it won't matter where we're going. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again. George, he is a good man and he's always by my side, but he couldn't get no crops to grow in Kansas. So we'll head up north and buy some cows- we'll make it on our own somehow. It's dark and cold but the hunger ain't so dusty. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again. George, he ain't no angel, but at least he's not a ghost. He gave the kids a home and a future. And he gets drunk, and he gets mad, but he's the only man I ever had. The mornings smell like stale beer and bruises but the loving ain't so bad. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again. I made it here to 94. Lost my mind and a little more. I smell like age, and soap, and bitter living. But it's one more trip out west for me, west into the open sea, to rid myself of ghosts and fear and hatred. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again. I'm going west to hide my face, and I don't ever want to see this place again.
2.
Ohio 03:20
I want to love you the way that you love me and I want to hold you the way that I should. And I wish I was home in this town by the ocean, cuz you've both done me right and you've treated me good. But in my mind, I am driving up north, through Kentucky and darling, you're not by my side. I am stuck in a memory, even when I'm with you, of heading home to a love that I wish I could hide. So if someday you wake up alone in your bed and you're wondering why I left town, know that I am in love with a boy from Cincinnati, and Ohio's been following me round. And maybe I'll drive all those two-thousand miles to find him with somebody new. But I'd rather be traveling weary and lonesome than to be by your side with a heart that's untrue. So if someday you wake up alone in your bed and you're wondering why I left town, know that I am in love with a boy from Cincinnati, and Ohio's been following me round.
3.
Lake Marie 05:38
I've wanted my ripples to run into yours since the last time I saw your sweet face. I keep dropping stones, but my rings, they grow weaker. They never do cast me away from this place. I'm up in the mountains after days on the prairie, just driving and drinking and wishing for rest. And you're on my mind nearly all of the time, and I wonder if you're out there missing me less, and it's raining on Lake Marie. Raining on Lake Marie. And if you ever go back to Medicine Bow, bring back a raindrop for me and I'll know it's been raining on Lake Marie. I've been out on my own and I've learned and I've grown. I've had precious moments I've wanted to share. Like the glowing goodbye of the Wyoming sky, or the warmth of kind strangers you find everywhere. I carefully save all the memories I've made, hope somewhere in my travels, it's you that I'll find. Cuz I miss you like breathing though you never were mine, and this rain is the murmur of you on my mind, and it's raining on Lake Marie. Raining on Lake Marie. And if you ever go back to Medicine Bow, bring back a raindrop for me and I'll know it's been raining on Lake Marie. Sometimes when I'm lonesome, I think of you sitting and watching the fish jump out on Lake Marie. You set loose a stone and you wait for the ripples to flow down the river and out to the sea. You stare at the mountains and the sun-setting sky as the rain starts to silently fall. Then you look all around as the water runs down and you worry someday I won't miss you at all and it's raining on Lake Marie. Raining on Lake Marie. And if you ever go back to Medicine Bow, bring back a raindrop for me and I'll know it's been raining on Lake Marie.
4.
Sadie's Song 05:08
They'll know your story for a hundred years or more. They'll hear the ringing of your goddamn .44. They'll know about your prison time, and running from the law. But they won't remember your hateful face; they won't know all that I saw- the night you shot me down, my love, my dear Lee Brown. The night you shot me down, Lee Brown. I'm not as small as they all say, but you know I didn't run, for size and speed don't factor when you're staring down a gun. You forced your body onto mine, while whispering my fate. Then through my blood and tears, you pulled a trigger laced with hate- the night you shot me down, my love, my dear Lee Brown. The night you shot me down, Lee Brown. It's true I loved another and her love for me was plain. I held two souls up to my heart and never felt ashamed. So don't you try to blame me, don't tell me I was wrong. You never should've killed me, or put me in your song- the night you shot me down, my love, my dear Lee Brown. The night you shot me down, Lee Brown. Any love for you in this whole world, it's dying here with me. In forty-one years, they'll turn you loose, but you never will me free. For I'm not just a token, not just a line you sung. I'm every woman ever killed, I am every death bell rung- the night you shot me down, my love, my dear Lee Brown. The night you shot me down, Lee Brown.
5.
There's something about your eyes, locked curious on mine- something rich and piercing, something sweetly held in time. It makes me want to cry. Makes me want to smile. Makes me want to take you home and lay with you a while- just for a while, and not a minute more. Just enough to sweetly hold the truth that sends me out the door. There's something about your touch, unexpected and sincere, that makes me want to travel somewhere far away from here- perhaps to run away, or run toward to stay, perhaps to find a reason to keep going every day- as if traveling can tell us what we're here for, or at least enough to sweetly hold the truth behind what we adore. There's something about your voice and the way you say my name that keeps me locked in questions wishing this was all a game- one with a winner and a loser, a beginning and an end, and something simple separating lovers from sweet friends- but I'll let it go, and watch you walk away, and, listening, sweetly hold the truth in all the things you say.
6.
Midnight 04:58
What do you do when it's midnight, and there's no one to call? no one to call... and you've gotta get out cuz you're so fucking sick of this rainfall. this rainfall... and you ain't heard "I love you" since I don't know when, and you're ten-thousand miles from that listening friend, and you're tired of starting over again and again, and it's midnight. and there's no one to call. no one to call. When my thoughts all start talking too loud, I go out looking for noise. looking for noise.. When I get scared of talking to women, I settle for boys. settle for boys. And I've got me a mission, I've got me a plan, but my feet still stay stuck in that spot where I am, while my mind's caught in circles and I feel like a sham cuz it's midnight. and there's no one to call. no one to call. Midnight, when sleeping lovers hold each other tight. Midnight, when lonely thoughts sneak in to bed to tell me you were right. Midnight. Midnight, when sleeping lovers hold each other tight. Midnight, when lonely thoughts sneak in to bed to tell me you were right cuz it's midnight. and there's no one to call. no one to call.

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released May 18, 2018

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