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Sub Rosa

And what's it all for
I can limbo till I'm sore
But, I'd rather sit bald, bein poured down on
And what's it all for
Tryin to eat it up, before it goes rotten
Tryin to chug it down, before it goes sour
And another wilted rose joins the garden
As I pray
For All that is sacred
Who will pick the weeds
Who will sing, when you need a distraction
Who will cry, when your well's run dry
And what's it all for
When your feet, start goin through the wooden planks
And the walls start rollin, like a rusty 57 Chevy
Broken bones need a home, Especially when they are
Like my holey jeans
I want her close to my skin
And what's it all for
I can limbo till I'm sore
But I'd rather grow old
Like when I was first sold
On all your Imperfections
Like my holey jeans
I want you, On top of me
Like my holey jeans
I want you, On top of me
And what's it all for
You ask
Everything

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from A Collector's Guidebook, released September 11, 2010

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Mr. & Mrs. Smith Florida

Mr. & Mrs. Smith is Hollis Smith,
A fiery brand of blues and deep southern noir with experimental plays on sound and song structures, sparse, and haunting.
let's go Honky Tonkin
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