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Nothing I can say will purify my foolish tongue

Honey, don’t pretend that you’re not overjoyed to see me
I can see it in the muscles in your mouth
But I don’t expect sincerity, up here it’s such a rarity
Nothing like our home back in the south

Do you remember that preacher with his back so straight
And his voice so full of command?
But once his sermon was over, he’d be whole other person
Always falling off the wagon with his pistol in his hand

You know I always did enjoy holding hands with you in church

Once when I was lost inside some little market town
I kissed someone who reminded me of you
With his fingers so careful and his breathing so steady
And his eyes just that certain shade of blue

Well after him I learned my lesson and I never wasted time
I don’t fall in love with strangers anymore
So I floated over oceans and I sailed through the air
Trying everything I hadn’t tried before

Well I never did believe you when you told me you were scared of heights

I should have listened to my sister but I never trust her word
She told me that you’d made yourself a name
Somewhere in the northern states a frigid, frozen, barren place
I fear that I’ve got just myself to blame

I could have rescued you when we were young, been your wife and had your son
And turned you into someone with some class
Instead I had to go my way, growing wiser everyday
And leave you there with no one to harass

Well nothing I can say will purify my foolish tongue

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from Where We Go, We Grow, released March 13, 2012

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Friendly Strangers Bronxville, New York

The members of Friendly Strangers came together at Sarah Lawrence College when front man Curtis McMurtry (banjo) assembled Liam O' Brien (fiddle), Max Mamis (accordion), and Lucy Kahn (bass) in September 2010. Since then, Friendly Strangers have developed a repertoire of songs regarding cosmopolitan angst, southern funerals, general bitterness and occasionally love (but usually not). ... more

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