Don't you wanna go, see our Lord's grave, see the place where they rolled the stone away.
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My friend Joe, when you were a child, your momma let you run too goddamn wild.
My friend Joe, playin the fool, never had no time for school.
My friend Joe, runnin with the wind, nobody told you that that kind of freedom is a sin.
My boy Joe, grown so tall, now he don't think that he has to come home at all.
Momma use to come around cryin, cryin, singin where's my boy Joe
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Old man Joe, jump outta bed, drink some whiskey clear your head
Old man Joe, up with the sun, grab your damn hat, you born to run, born to run
Old man Joe, digging in the clay, shovel's how you get your pay, get your pay
Old man Joe, when it's quittin time, quench your thirst, take your rest, in a bottle of wine, bottle of wine...
Old man Joe, runnin in the night, looking for a woman but you know he's really looking for a fight
Old man Joe, sleepin in a hole, let us say a prayer for his goddamn soul, his goddamn soul
Julia has an amazing voice and is a great writer. Dom has great hair and makes funny faces while banging drums. Geoff is warm and witty and a badass bass player. Redwing Blackbirds
Combining crooned murder ballads with raw, angsty hard rock hooks, Melbourne's The Ugly Kings are a wrecking crew well worth watching. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2021