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Lost on The Way

from wallow in the hollow. by Matt C White

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Way down in Carolina, lived a man in den of thieves
He didnt have a pocket full of copper or gold
He had leaves hidden up his sleeves

One day I saw him walkin
Just walkin on down the lane
The leaves withered, they turned into tar,
And he was drinking em through his veins

It doesnt matter what they say
Theyre all gonna rot some day
They end up in a river of clay
And all those people gonna feed these trees
They all get lost on the way

Way down through the valley lived a pretty little southern bell
She said some are ashes some are dust
But me Im made of heaven and hell

The prettiest face in the choir
nothing but prayer and praise
Then up through the woods came the smoke and the fire
She was scarred with a savage grace

It doesnt matter what they say
Theyre all gonna rot some day
They end up in a river of clay
And all those people gonna feed these trees
They all get lost on the way

Way way back when
Tommy knew a mean machine
He took a nap on the tracks, saw a great white light,
Then he slipped into the deepest dream. Hey! Hey! Hey!

It doesnt matter what they say
Theyre all gonna rot some day
They end up in a river of clay
And all those people gonna feed these trees
They all get lost on the way

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from wallow in the hollow., released May 4, 2018

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Matt C White New York

Born and raised along the banks of the Neuse River in North Carolina, Matt C. White is no stranger to the folklore of the Deep South that animates his songwriting. His musical style is groove driven, backwoods Tom Foolery touched by dark, southern soul. ... more

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