Keep The Wolves Away

Gritty delta blues with slide guitar and stomp box; dry, smoky female vocals up front, Verse sits on a loping swamp groove, sparse bass and brushed snare, Chorus hits harder with gang shouts and claps, gritty overdrive on the slide, Final verse strips back to vocal and guitar, ending on a raw, held note and lingering reverb, female vocals, delta blues

[Verse 1] Grease on her hands Clock says 4 a.m Coffee in a chipped blue cup She just rolls again Boot prints on that red clay floor Pay stubs in a rubber band She laughs Says "Baby That’s enough" But I can see it in her hands [Chorus] Mama works night and day To keep the wolves away Bare teeth at the door She stands there anyway Mama works night and day To keep the wolves away [Verse 2] Factory air in her lungs Name tag hangin’ by a thread Lunch break’s just a quiet car Where she bows her head Bills stacked like old hymn books Due dates circlin’ in red She says "Storm’s comin’ Let it come" "I’ll stand right here instead" [Chorus] [Bridge] I hear them circlin’ the house Scratchin’ at the paint Every howl says "You won’t make it" Every breath she says "I ain’t" I grew up on that promise Like cornbread on a plate Her shadow in the doorway Tellin’ fear it came too late [Chorus]

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