Ballad of a Law Abiding Sophisticate - Colter Wall

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Ballad of a Law Abiding Sophisticate Lyrics

Well marry me
To a noose and a tree
What that ol' judge called the first degree

And all the folks around town
Swore to lay me
In the ground
They found out I put that poor boy down

You see I
Did not much care
For the way
That he'd sit and glare
So I closed
His eyes for good
With a bar-room chair

So gonna lay my poor bones
Past Appalachian stones
Far beneath that cold ground all alone


Oh but if you're asking me
Where I would rather be

It was worth it
To see that boy
Cut from the knees

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Colter Wall is a Canadian singer-songwriter from Swift Current, Saskatchewan.

Steeped in old timey material and traditional Americana, Wall's sound is comprised of resonate and raw baritone vocals, Folk and Bluegrass style guitar and banjo picking, steady kick-drum stomping, and visually provoking, story telling lyrics. Wall draws influence from legends of the past such as Hank Williams, Robert Johnson, Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Townes Van Zandt, and The Band, as well as more modern Americana pioneers including Shovels and Rope, Jack White, Ray Lamontagne, and Shakey Graves.



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