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By Mary Gauthier, Happy anniversary, baby
It's been a year now since you moved
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By Mary Gauthier, Silly me, what was I thinking
I could've sworn you still
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By Mary Gauthier, It's a cheap hotel, the heat pipes hiss
The bathroom's down
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By Mary Gauthier, He'd get home at 5:30
Fix his drink, sit down in
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By Mary Gauthier, There's a big storm a coming, of this I've no
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By Mary Gauthier, When they ask about us, as friends always do
Remember the
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By Mary Gauthier, My father could use a little mercy now
The fruits of
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By Mary Gauthier, Packing vagabond visions and a dream drenched hunger for a
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By Mary Gauthier, The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat
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By Mary Gauthier, Written by Fred Eaglesmith
Well, I stared out of the windshield
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By Mary Gauthier, There's knots in your stomach
Tightness in my throat
Half the things
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By Mary Gauthier, (Mary Gauthier)
I felt the flames on my face
When I found
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By Mary Gauthier, You're crying 'cause I'm not crying
You're crying while I sit
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By Mary Gauthier, Tell me that you love me one more time
Before you
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By Mary Gauthier, Well, the grasses are swaying, sun's going down
Music is playing,
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By Mary Gauthier, He's lying on the double bed acting self-assured
In his T-shirt
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By Mary Gauthier, Mary Gauthier
This is not my street
This is not my
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By Mary Gauthier, Davey stole a Christmas tree from K-Mart last night
Red ribbons
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By Mary Gauthier, I hated high school, I prayed it would end
The jocks
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By Mary Gauthier, She said, "You are not my lover"
So don't look at
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By Mary Gauthier, (Jonathan Pointer)
A warm wind blows
Across my windowsill tonight
Like a ghost,
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By Mary Gauthier, (Mary Gauthier)
Born a bastard child in New Orleans
to a woman
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By Mary Gauthier, Broken on the inside, that?s what I used to say
Then
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By Mary Gauthier, There's a tiny village with its landscape painted green
A firehouse,
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By Mary Gauthier, A little girl lost, her world full of pain
He said
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By Mary Gauthier, Mary Gauthier
Steam Train Maury died last night
His wife Wanda
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By Mary Gauthier, I called my mama yesterday
To wish her happy birthday
She said,
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By Mary Gauthier, Mary Gauthier
I felt the flames on my face
when I
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By Mary Gauthier, You throw me that look again
We both know what it
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By Mary Gauthier, From the painful rays of daybreak
Ripping darkness out your eyes
To