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The Ghost of Jack Brown

from The Escape Artist by Andrew Delaney

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"The Ghost of Jack Brown"
by Andrew Delaney

Redneck, white trash, gaunt and pale
A felon and a fiend and a cautionary tail
At the bottom of a bottle in an oil patch town
Local folks call me the ghost of Jack Brown

I'm the ghost of Jack Brown

Waitin' at the corner of Broke Down and Beat Up
Sippin' this whiskey from a dixie cup
At out of the fog I still hear Mama's warnin'
Nothin' good happens at four in the mornin'

And maybe I should've just done as I's told
Hung up the horns and come back to the fold
Never tried to get right
All I really got was old
Standin' at the crossroads
Gonna sell my soul

I wanna sell my soul

At the end of the line when all hope is gone
Snake skin shoes, brimstone cologne
Lucifer laughin', too little too late
Nobody gonna buy what you can't give away

Can't give it away
No, you can't give it away

I'm the ghost of Jack Brown and this is my story
I've fallen it's true, but don't you weep for me
Not as long as there's a still and thrill to get high on
I guess I could've been good if I'd've just died young

If I'd've just died youn

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from The Escape Artist, released March 24, 2017

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Andrew Delaney Dallas, Texas

Postmodern anti-folk or something.

"The Alfred Hitchcock of singer / songwriters." Rich Warren - WFMT Radio, Chicago.

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