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Milltowns
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Alternative Folk
Milltowns adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Hillbilly Pilgrim Records tarafından 9 Eylül 2014 tarihinde yayınlandıMilltowns
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AlbümMilltowns
Çıkış Tarihi9 Eylül 2014
FirmaHillbilly Pilgrim Records
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Valence
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BPM71

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Mark Erelli
Mark Erelli
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Mark Erelli
Mark Erelli
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You were a legend when I met you
Introduced by a mutual friend
I laughed when you called me "Grasshopper"
Though I didn't know what it meant
We stayed up all night drinking
Yeah, most of it is still a blur
But I remember picking along while you sang every song
By Mississippi John Hurt
And the way you got so serious
When you told me you invented the blues
And then you smiled in that way I could never tell
If you didn't really think it was true
Now I'm driving through these milltowns
Down empty moonlit streets
Where the vacant storefront windows
Look like missing teeth
They disappear into my rearview
All along the rural route
And I pray for all that can't be rescued
After everything goes south
Well, on a split bill up in Portland
I was getting ready to go on
You said, "Grasshopper, you sing 'Birches'
I've been singing it for too long"
So I sang it like I'd written it
Though I wished you hadn't asked
'Cause I couldn't shake that feeling
Like something was being passed
And you watched from behind the curtain
And I never will forget
How your pulling on that bourbon
Looks like Russian Roulette
Now I'm driving through these milltowns
Down empty moonlit streets
Where the vacant storefront windows
Look like missing teeth
They disappear into my rearview
All along the rural route
And I pray for all that can't be rescued
After everything goes south
So I'm driving through these milltowns
Down empty moonlit streets
Where the vacant storefront windows
Look like missing teeth
They disappear into my rearview
All along the rural route
And I pray for all that can't be rescued
After everything goes south
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Written by: Mark Erelli
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