• Artist: Martin Booe
  • Title: Scorched Earth of My Youth
  • Genre: Rock - Roots Rock
  • Mood: Sentimental/Ballad
  • Speed: Medium Fast (95-130)
  • Instruments: Real Drums/Drum Kit, Acoustic Guitar (Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin), Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), All Other, Bass, Keyboards/Organs
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 1/9/2013
  • Lyric themes: Crime Incarceration, Moving On Change Letting Go, Missing a Loved One, Determination, Regret, Reconciliation 2nd Chances
  • Lyrics: Scorched Earth of My Youth E A E Long before my current state of great renown A G#m A I was a refugee from a red-dirt down Dmaj7 A Running from the long arm of the lie G#m A That lived to bring me down E A E I should’ve settled in, I should’ve done my time A G#m A And rode that alimony pony to the end of the line Dmaj7 A But I heard a blessed virgin’s call to sew my seed G#m A She said ‘let your candle shine’ (and baby I did) CHORUS E I’m headin’ for the border A E Gonna change my name A G#m A Babe you’re too far from the truth Dmaj7 A Just say a prayer to Jesus for a little rain G#m A On the scorched earth of my youth E A Katie I don’t need your help to clear my name A G#m Your better run for the hills A This here’s a dirty game Dmaj7 A And I’d hate to run a nice girl like you insane G#m A O’re the scorched earth of my youth G#m A O’re the scorched earth of my youth Verse When you write the book on how to misbehave You get a wood shampoo and a taser shave Sweatin’ settin’ guardrails out on highway nine A year out of the cave I might have had the common sense to understand That a gentle heart is the true mark of a man But that liquor’d run me quicker than the triple crown From the fire into the pan Chorus No Katie I don’t need your help to clear my name It’s too late for the truth Just say a chant to Buddha that I might reclaim The scorched earth of my youth And Katie do you have the strength to save my soul? I think I’ve seen the light But it shines through bullet holes And I wonder if my heart ain’t turned as black as coal Like the scorched earth of my youth BRIDGE Verse Watcha gonna do, your life’s too full of knocks No it don’t look nothing like the picture on the box Then pretty self pity whispers in your ear ‘let me help you up that cross’ Now I’m hanging from the edge by my fingernails With an angry past yankin’ on my tail Help me please sister, I think I’m going down Gonna run right o’re the rails Chorus Katie if you think that you can clear my name I’ll try to do my part But it seems like an awful long way to go Just to get a broken heart And Katie do you wanna give it want more chance? You’ve heard my last excuse Just say a prayer to Jesus for a little rain On the scorched earth of my youth
  • Keywords: soulful, rock, Bass, Guitar

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