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These Cold Fingers

from Milltowns by Mark Erelli

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Mark Erelli - vocal, acoustic guitar
Jeffrey Foucault - vocal
Zack Hickman - upright bass
Sam Kassirer - piano

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Gina left town
with the first snow of the year
He drove her to the airport in his Ford
And he tried to propose
as he ordered one more beer
But the P.A. drowned his words
and it was time for her to board
So he walked her to the gate
he took his hat off as he kissed her
He needed one more drink
To take the chill out of his soul
He said a quick good-bye
Then spent two hours in the bar
Finally paid his tab
And kept a dollar for the toll

Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can

It's four o’clock
And the sun's gone down the drain
It's still late winter
But they say it's early spring
Louis reads the gas-pumps
Rossi counts the oils
But me I'm done, so punch the clock
And see you in the morning
There's nothing back at home
That ain’t gone greasy from the stove
I never laughed so hard
As when that old typewriter broke
Think I'll stop along the river road
For a half-pint and some beer
Well, everything would be okay
If those old dreams would disappear

Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can

The dog can't move no more
Surprised he made it till the spring
His pain won't go away
And the pills don't do a thing
You've known that old hound longer
Than you've known any of your friends
And no matter how you let him down
He'll always take you back again
So it's one tall glass of whiskey
One last drink for old times' sake
The dog just lays in bed
And watches every move you make
Wrap him in his blanket
Hold him once more close to you
Lead him out behind the barn
With a borrowed .22

Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can

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Mark Erelli - vocal, acoustic guitar
Jeffrey Foucault - vocal
Zack Hickman - upright bass
Sam Kassirer - piano

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from Milltowns, released September 9, 2014
written by Bill Morrissey (Dry Fly Music/BMI, administered by Bug Music)

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"You know those artists who release a great first record and then have enormous trouble following it up with anything as interesting? Yeah, that’s not Mark Erelli." -Red Line Roots

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