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Letters

from Open Ended EP by Stanford Road

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Letters
Stanford Road 2014

Mama brought the devil home
Guess I was six or seven
Man was he tall in his boots with his hat on
Mama was in heaven
But devil he was with a chill in his eye
and his glass runnin' dry of some cheap southern rye
(there was just no pleasin')

I could tell you it's better in unwritten letters I ain't gonna send
But Mama I've grown up
Just like you
Oh Mama I've grown up
Just like you

(There's just no pleasin')

You said you couldn't help it
You said he needed you
But the eyes of a child can see more than you know
and those pictures still tear at my mind don't ya know

Oh i'll tell you it's better in unwritten letters I ain't gonna send
Cos Mama I've grown up
Just like you
Yeah Mama I've grown up
Just like you

---- And all of these years I been runnin' away
keeping time by myself cos I didn't deserve...
Now I've found me a man and he's tall in his boots
He's the devil
But what can I do!---

Shall I tell you it's better in unwritten letters I ain't gonna send
But Mama I've grown up
Just like you
Yeah Mama I've grown up
Just like you
Yeah Mama I've grown up
Just like you

(and there's no pleasin')
Him.

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from Open Ended EP, released October 24, 2014
Music & Lyrics R.Muller/T.Muller 2014

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Blending traditional and modern styles of Americana, Country & Roots influences into their music, STANFORD Road are carving a niche in the UK scene with their own style of uniquely delivered and stunning original songs.

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