Scorched Earth of My Youth
by Martin Booe
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Artist:
Martin Booe
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Title:
Scorched Earth of My Youth
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Genre:
Rock - Roots Rock
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Mood:
Sentimental/Ballad
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Speed:
Medium Fast (95-130)
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Instruments:
Real Drums/Drum Kit, Acoustic Guitar (Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin), Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), All Other, Bass, Keyboards/Organs
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Track type:
Lyric - Full Length
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Date added:
1/9/2013
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Lyric themes:
Crime Incarceration, Moving On Change Letting Go, Missing a Loved One, Determination, Regret, Reconciliation 2nd Chances
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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
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Keywords:
soulful, rock
Martin Booe
Los Angeles, CA United States