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Last Woman In This Town *Demo
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Last Woman In This Town - DEMO
accoustic new folk roots
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Independent French Canadian singer songwriter into folk country / folk / roots / rock-blues
A French Canadian singer/songwriter/musician, raised in Sault Ste Marie, who's travels from the Yukon to Labrador provide the basis for much of these country/alternative/folk/rock/roots perspectives. From the award winning Just Because to Pretty One, How Many More Days, Miner’s Son’s Lament, Fortune Teller Woman, That Train Song, Ain't Gonna Be So Easy This Time, Hats and Boots and Women and more, Jacques covers a range of simple, sensitive, sometimes humorous subjects, points of view, with words and music to paint the emotional backdrops.
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Genre
Country • Alternative Country
Charts
#1,243 today Peak #65
#154 in subgenre Peak #14
Uploaded
July 28, 2018
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MP3 4.4 MB • 158 kbps • 3:55
Story behind the song
Woman fed up with dead end boys and dead end town.
Lyrics
Last Woman In This Town On a dead end street, living in a dead end town Ain’t the kind of place to be, the only woman to be found She watched every morning, as Greyhound turn around She be dreaming of a one way ticket, out of this dead end town White toast, over easy, coffee and little cream One more order up, poured another cup of her dreams Laid her apron on counter, threw her hairnet down Said I had enough of you old boys, leaving this dead end town She walked up to the station, set her suitcase on the ground None of us was man enough to make her turn around What had got over her, now she’s waving Greyhound down There goes a one way ticket with the last woman in this town She had a go with Bobby Joe, but he would not leave the woods Then came Bill from the paper mill, 3 years, no likelihood We was old and getting older, guess, just dirtier coveralls She was young and getting bolder, her back against the wall Dreamed of warm and sunny places, lights and city streets A simple man with some graces, a seaside place to eat The touch of a gentle man, who’d never let her down Proud to take the hand, of the last woman in this town
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