Song of the Day No. 56

"Arthur Manley"

A curse on Arthur Manley
A curse upon his hat
A curse on Arthur's family
A curse upon his cat

He never should have messed
With that old wetback witch
No one could have guessed
He would end up in a ditch
He asked her for a favor
Promised her some gold
But the only thing he gave her
Was a fever and a cold

A curse on Arthur Manley
A curse upon his hat
A curse on Arthur's family
A curse upon his cat

Song of the Day No. 49

Here is a warning
As you wake from your dreams
It's freezing this morning
My breath is pure steam
Now stupid Ray Carter
Is face down in the stream
And my brain is working harder
Than ever before it seems

What do you do?
What do you do
-When you have a dead body on your hands?
What do you do?
What do you do
-When you realize you just killed a man?

I should do the right thing
And turn myself in
Of jealously I would sing
As they're taking my prints
He had taken my girl
Somewhere she'd never been
Messed up my whole world
An unforgiveable sin

I think that I'll run away
I'll take a bus out of town
Drifting from state to state
The law will not hold me down
They will never catch me
My feet will not touch the ground
I will be so hard to see
I will not make a sound