Mick Austin

Me and Jo Lee
Took her mama's red and white capri
Drove it down to the coast
We knew that'd piss off her mom the most
Then we parked it out on the sand
Jo Lee took my hand and said
Doo doo'n doo doo...

Walked out in the waves
Sun boiling the sea away
Dark as the sand
Wearing nothing but your tan,
And your police cap
I never knew where you got that
You said, I'll never feel more than I feel right now, I'll never come this way again
Doo doo'n.....

My flagboy and your flagboy
Way out on the wire
My flagboy and your flagboy
Oh, baby, we set that beach on fire
Iko, Iko on day
Here's to the love we made that day
She said, I'll never...
Doo.....

Bad Alcohol

Daddy died when I was seven
Bad alcohol, I hope he's in heaven
Big hole in the family
I figured it was up to me

Cold every night, it's cold in the grave
Daddy be sleepin, I know you're brave
I know you'd risk your soul
You'd do it, to make us whole

It seems that prayer brings you nothing
That's the shortsighted view
What's so noble about man

Okie jive, six into five
Anything keep the family alive
Roosevelt was still on his feet
I bet he had plenty to eat

Here with the family can't you feel the squeeze
You're converted, baby
Screaming at the wind

You lied to the prophets right to their faces
They decided to fine you, now you're lost in
spaces
Judges of otherwise irrefutable stain
Dedicated, devoted to the pain

All songs by Mick Austin copyright 2010, except lyric to Dancing Days, W.B. Yeats (public domain)
All recordings copyright 2010
Playas: Betsy Adams, lead guitar::Caitlin Austin, vocals::Mariel Austin,trombone and vocals::Mick Austin, vocals and acoustic guitar::Renata Austin, accordion and vocals::Ricky Carter, drums and percussion::Kyla Danysh, violin::Dan Eisenberg, piano and organ::Kevin Lofton, bass
Produced by Mick Austin, Ricky Carter, and Damien Rasmussen
Mixed and Mastered by Damien Rasmussen
Cover Art: Ritchie Rayrao

Songs available for purchase on iTunes, cdbaby.com, and pretty much everywhere.

Letter to Lester

Sick of these dusty roads
Sick of this stinkin bus
These kids won't leave me alone
Lester, you're my man
You ain't here now
I'm so lonesome, I'm empty to the bone

It's good to see your face
When I close my eyes I feel your touch
I'm full

Yeah, I know there's a war on
I know I been fighting it
Goin on 20 years
Yeah I know there's machinery
I know, I been fixin it
Fixin to leave it all behind
It's good to see....

I can't go back to Oklahoma
I ain't stayin in California
I'll be where we made our home
It's good to see....

Levon's Curse

You go ahead, sing that Band song
Sing it sweet
Just give it a different backbeat

Your CD's are selling well in France
You're touring Japan
You're everybody's favorite Betty
Archie with a plan
But soon you find your friends

Well intentioned, but ultimately misguided individuals, who feel it necessary to stand right in front of you, look you right in the eye, and tell you there's nobody

Standing next to you
There's nobody talking about you
There's nobody running your shit
There's nobody, it's just
Levon's Curse

He made it in a fit of rage
Hey, anyone can err

Levon, keep your shirt on
I know you're angry
Ah hell, who wouldn't be
You see, we are but a local band just trying to
get by,
And we thought maybe just this once you
could see your way clear to
Remove the sanctions
Undo the voodoo
Ex the hex
Release Levon's Curse

Dancing Days