Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beautifully Sewn, Violently Torn, artist - Lincoln Durham.
Date of issue: 08.05.2014
Song language: English
Beautifully Sewn, Violently Torn |
Screen door blowin' in the wind that’s |
dryin' up the blood on the ol' wood floor, |
Dead-man's shadow’s still dancin' from |
a 40-watt bulb swingin' back and forth, |
Record is skippin' in the middle of Son |
House singin' 'bout an old death-letter, |
Little Ellie Mae’s still cryin' in the |
corner, sayin' «daddy should’ve known much better» |
Ol' dirty washtub |
Won’t getcha' clean enough |
Sinnin' from the day you’re born |
Beautifully sewn, violently torn |
Ellie Mae’s life is like an ol' carney |
ride gone wild and shakin' off the tracks |
Mama’s in the kitchen ain’t hearin' what she |
heard, and takin' comfort from a bottle in a sack |
What she can’t figure is if you’re still |
sinnin', how can you ever call yourself saved? |
She’s singin' «knick-knack, paddy-whack, |
a broken glass of cognac, |
I bet he can’t hurt me from the grave» |
Big bad wolf in pretty sheep’s skin |
showed his teeth when he took to the drink, |
Little bitty girl is capable of |
terrible things when she’s pushed to the brink, |
Some folks are just victims of the |
times, and some from their own wicked ways |
But now the law is at the front door |
Ellie’s out the back door |
Mama hangs her head in shame |
Hush, Ellie Mae |
You’re safe and sound |
Daddy won’t be showin' his face around |
He’s gone to join ol' death for tea |
He gonna tell him about the little girl who grew big teeth |