Donor Blues EP

by Shakey Graves

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Previously unreleased home recordings from 2009.
Recorded on a Tascam 4 track using one shitty mic and outdated software.

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Mgmt - Bodie Johnson, bodie@7Smgmt.com

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U.S. - Keith Levy, keith@newfrontiertouring.com
Canada - Stu Anderson, stu@paquinentertainment.com

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released 14 December 2012
Thank you to Isaac Gillespie (iwillwreckyourlife.com)

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Track Name: The Donor Blues
Found my fingers up north in the forest of the fern
Yeah I blame them words for all Ive learned
Well I watched my wits walk west where the money is earned
Just to strut my stuff and wait my turn

And I have often thought that these old bones
Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna
These old shoes should just go on and give out
They're running the jail for profit these days
Thats what they say

Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast
Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east
Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her
Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words

Got these lips from the girl next door
The only problem is they only beg for more
Sold my skin for some fancy clothes
I thought Id get a better deal but thats the way it goes

And I have often thought that these old bones
Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna
These old shoes should just go on and give out
They're running the jail for profit these days
Thats what they say

Put all the rest in a hollow tree
Yeah fill it with cement and let me be
Track Name: Doe, Jane
Ive become a cold case
Bruised and black
Laying on a table with my eyes rolled back
A husband for dear Doe, Jane

I used to fit in your arms like a book in a shelf
Now i sit on the floor telling jokes to myself

I hope I dont become a good boy slow and strong
Minding my manners and tagging along
A pet for my dear Doe, Jane
I used to nip at the heels and bay at the moon
Now I sit and stay like the good dogs do

So lets strap on our jaws and head back to the home land
Where we sit and stare like its our god chosen gift
Track Name: Stereotypes Of A Blue Collar Male
22 with nothing to do but spend my hard earned money on you so I will
Yes I will, Yes I will, Yes I surely Will
Church and stuff church and stuff
I never thought god would call my bluff but he did
Yes he did, yes he god damn did

Well Sellin my clothes aint that bad
I never liked them anyway
Well surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a lookin for another way
But nobody knows what Im lookin for
Nobody knows what Im lookin for
Maybe we can find it on channel 4
So turn it up loud

Turkey time turkey time
Come meet my family youll be just fine
Yes you will yes you will
Yes you will yes you god damn will
You and me you and me
Climbin out the window up the family tree
Just to look
Just to look
Just to fuckin look

Well Sellin my clothes aint that bad
I never liked them anyway
Surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a lookin for another way
But nobody knows what Im lookin for
Nobody knows what Im lookin for
Maybe we can find it on channel 4
So turn it up loud

So 23 with nothin but me
How am I supposed to get to sleep without you
Without you
Without fuckin you

I went to church and stuff
Church and stuff
I didnt think god would call my bluff but he did
Yes he did
Yes he god damn did

Well Sellin my clothes aint that bad
I never liked them anyway
Well surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a lookin for another way
But nobody knows what Im lookin for
Nobody knows what Im lookin for
Maybe we can find it on channel 4
So turn it up loud
Track Name: Alexander, City Born
Alexander, city born
Same old clothes hes always worn
At his window every night staring off into the sky
Oh my what makes him tick
How interesting
Is he sick?
Is he weak in the knees?
Can he move yeah can he speak?

Ooh all I really gotta do
Is lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life
He thinks
Ooh all I really gotta do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life

But shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him
Yeah shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him

Standard good as gold
Does exactly as hes told
Pull his strings and watch him dance
Make him think he has a chance

How interesting
Is he sick?
Is he weak in the knees?
Can he move yeah can he speak?

Yeah he thinks ooh all I really wanna do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life
He thinks
Ooh all I really gotta do
Is just lock her up in my life
Lock her up in my life

But shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him
Yeah shes got a Betty of her own
No use for him

Always at the foot of her bed
Where he vacations from time to time
And lives from year to year
Track Name: War Horn
Never robbed a bank I never stole a car
Never pumped no bullets into Johnny Law
Always payed my taxes always drove below the speed limit
In my home town

Always had a girlfriend
Yeah I always had a job
Never drank no alcohol
Always flapped my jaw
Never raised a finger till I heard the lord
Blowin on his old war horn

Always smoked them cigarettes
Yeah never smoked no dope
Always had an alibi
Yeah always had some hope
Never thought no evil could have settled down
In the people of my home town

Never met no witches no I never met no ghosts
Never sent no howlies to the fire below
Never carried weapons till I heard the lord
Blowin on his old war horn
Track Name: Good Police
If I lived in a white home you could see the coffee rings on everything
Thats good police
Yeah I would bite the hand that feeds me but lordy lord I dont get fed
Dont you think Id look handsome healthy instead?

But with a bigger home and better garden
I could get you lookin my way again
Yeah life's more fun with a badge and a gun

But please dont go Gloria
Oh no
Low blow Gloria

So here in my white home
Ill have lots of time to think
House arrest
Thats good police
Yeah the Feds oh they'll follow my trail
Yeah they're on the case
Searching where I slept and shaved my face

Oh theyll discover that I never shower
Thats where I got all my power
I dont think you ever understood
That my garbage is my gold

But no dont go Gloria
Oh no low blow Gloria
Lord knows you're full of those Gloria
Oh no dont go Gloria
Track Name: Family Tree
Only dead folks get my jokes
Storm the castle and swim the moat
Across the world lives a big old goat
Who's got nine eyes and breathes nothing but smoke
And he loves Lilly but Lilly loves me
And Lilly loves Shelia but Shelia Loves me
So lets go out back and plant a family tree
We'll be as happy as a couple motherfuckers can be

Load your pistol to shoot the breeze
Go to the garden tell the birds and bees
Not to bother the girls or harass the boys
Busk for your breakfast baby make some noise
We'll wake up grandpa wake up Jane
Throw a couple rocks at their window pane

If daddy gives me money Ill drink my milk
Got women to scare
Got a world to tilt

There's no one in the world but you for me
So lets go out back and plant a family tree