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Postcards from Hell
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Postcards from Hell was released on January 1, 2008 by Blue Note Records as a part of the album Loaded
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AlbumLoaded
Release DateJanuary 1, 2008
LabelBlue Note Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wood Brothers
The Wood Brothers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oliver Wood
Oliver Wood
Composer
Chris Wood
Chris Wood
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know a man and he sings the blues
Yeah he plays just what he feels
Keeps a letter in the pocket of his coat
But he never breaks the seal
[Verse 2]
Set up in a bar room corner
Playing for tips and beer
People carrying on and drinking
You gotta strain to hear
[Verse 3]
I've seen him playing some old cheap guitar
But he could play on pots and pans
You never heard a soul so pure and true
It's flowing right out of his hands
[Verse 4]
He can sing sweet as a choir girl
Or he can sing a house on fire
I've seen him calling up the angels
And use a breeze for a telephone wire
[Verse 5]
But if you ask him how he sings blues so well
He says, I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
And I don't read postcards from hell
[Verse 6]
Said he came from down in Texas
Playing out since he's 15
You can hear a little Chicago
And a lot of New Orleans
[Verse 7]
He can take you on a freight train
He can take you down the alley
He can take you to the church
He can walk you through the valley
[Verse 8]
And if you ask him how he sings his blues so well
He says, I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
And I don't read postcards from hell
[Verse 9]
I've seen him sleeping in a doorway
Maybe living outside
On his back just like a cockroach
But he ain't waiting to die
[Verse 10]
And if you ask him how he sings his blues so well
He says, I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
I got a soul that I won't sell
That's how I sing my blues so well
And I don't read postcards from hell
Written by: Chris Wood, Oliver Wood
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