Creature

by Andrew Eversole

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debut album from Andrew Eversole, 2008

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released January 1, 2008

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Andrew Eversole North Carolina

Banjos and Guitars, Songs and Spirits. Andrew's music travels through both time and space bringing a passion, illumination, and energy to the here and now. The banjo rings and the people sing until the beauty brings a joy to this Earth.

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Track Name: Play the Funky Fiddle
Is it a violin or fiddle, or a bass real little.
Something made from a tree
Sounds so fine, play the funky fiddle for me.
Get your squirrel skinned hat and your three-legged cat,
And a feeling to be free
Sounds so fine, play the funky fiddle for me.

Well the Devil said son come break bread, just sit and talk with me
I'll make that fiddle sound so fine, it will set your spirit free
So around sundown we all gather round. Brings us to our knees
Sounds so fine, play the funky fiddle for me.

Grab your mammy, grab your pappy, whatever makes you happy
Come along and you will see
Ol Jimmy John Riddle can sure play the fiddle, he's the best that will ever be
Sounds so fine play the funky fiddle for me

The Devil's home is so nice and warm, got the best breakfast in town
As I closed the door, I felt quite sure he said Come on Back Around
You could hear that sound for miles around, far across the sea
Sounds so fine play the funky fiddle for me

Play a fast breakdown in the Key of G, or low down blues in E
Sounds so fine play the funky fiddle for me
Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, and Descartes, should have gone on a fiddle spree
Sounds so fine, play the funky fiddle for me

Well the Devil's hand is so cold and old, as he picks up the bow
When the rhythm kicks in it must be a sin, how he makes that fiddle go
You could never hear a sound so clear, anywhere in the galaxy
Sounds so fine, play the funky fiddle for me
Track Name: Dig a Hole in the Meadow (Darling Corey)
Well the last time I seen Darling Corey, on the banks of the deep blue sea
She had a 44 buckled around her, and a banjo on her knee
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Gonna lay Darling Corey down

Wake up wake up Darling Corey, what makes you sleep so sound?
Them highway robbers are coming, they're going to tear your stillhouse down
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Gonna lay Darling Corey down

Wake up Wake Up Darling Corey, and go get me my gun
I ain't no man for trouble, but I'll die before I run
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole Dig a hole in the meadow, Gonna lay Darling Corey down
Track Name: Walkin in Jerusalem
Oh John oh John What do you say?
Walkin in Jerusalem just like John
I'll Meet you There are the break of day
Walkin in Jerusalem just like John

I want to be ready, I want to be ready, I want to be ready Lord
To Walk in Jerusalem just like John

Some come cripple and some come lame
Some come walking in Jesus' name

If you get there before I do
Tell all my friends that I"m coming too
Track Name: Ain't No Use (Taking a Bath Alone)
Ain't No Use taking a bath alone babe, Ain't no use taking a bath alone

I've been in the field all day long, just working these tired old bones
The sun is setting, its' time to go home, Aint no use taking a bath alone

I've been on the road for so long, I'm tired and I'm on my way home
Just run that water good and warm, Ain't no use taking a bath alone
Track Name: Wanted Me Dead
Its plain to see, what you've done to me
Cause here I lay, six feet deep
The angels fly over my head, just because you wanted me dead

When you make my oatmeal in the morning
I pray to God, it's not poisoned
You smile at me so viciously
I'm beginning to see, what you've done to me

It was late last night, as we lie in bed
I found a gun stashed under your head
And as you talked in your sleep, I heard what you had planned for me

When I take my shower at the close of day
I lock the door, to keep you away
But this one time it slipped my mind
Now my remains, they will never find

Well it's all over, and now I'm gone
And you live in our happy home
But just one thing I just can't see
Why did you do, what you've done to me?
Track Name: Amerika the Beautiful
Oh Beautiful for Spacious Skies, for amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesty above the fruited plane
America, America, God shed his grace on thee
And Crown they good, with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
Track Name: You Were My Friend (Dopeman)
Dopeman Dopeman where have you been
Dopeman Dopeman I'm getting might thin
You once told me you were my friend
Dopeman Dopeman come back again

You never answer your telephone,
Your doors are locked when I come by your home
I see you in the parking lot
I just want to know where dope can be bought

I've been estranged, my mind has rearranged
Somewhere between sublime and deranged
All of your sins will be washed away
If you've got one hit, to help me through the day

I think about you in the morning
I dream about you every night
When you left, you gave me no warning
When you return everything will be alright