I was not anticipating his call
Or how much I'd be expected to crawl
So I cried out to the old sage
As we sat in his rusted cage
I heard all of his deep insight
But those bars are still locked up tight
Life's worth more savage and free
Than all wisdom and empathy
Building myself a bag of tricks
I took up a trade for pricks
Crack down
And force down
And beat down
And let down
Found the men who wanted the reins
Lazy as me but without the brains
I sold them what they wanted for cheap
Failing to mention what they could keep
And when the next payment was due
I feigned shock at the jump in value
Let them loan at 30 percent
Piling debt on their children's presents
So I fleece the more dimwitted sheep
What makes you any better than me
Crack down
And force down
And beat down
And let down
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2018