TROUBLE I WROUGHT

by Bobtown

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"Trouble I Wrought" is Bobtown's second release. Their eponymous debut received positive reviews and airplay, both domestically and internationally, as well as being featured on "All Songs Considered" from NPR. "Trouble I Wrought" draws from the same well, expanding on the band's previous folk-based musical exploration of styles and genres.

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released 06 August 2012

BOBTOWN IS:
ALAN LEE BACKER: Banjo, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Baritone Guitar, Slide Guitar, Mandolin, Dobro
KAREN DAHLSTROM: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin
KATHERINE ETZEL: Vocals, Drums, Accordion, Pump Organ, Spoons, Percussion
JEN MCDEARMAN: Vocals, Percussion
FRED STESNEY: Electric and Acoustic Bass Guitar, Vocals

ADDITIONAL CREDITS:
Joe Ongie: co-producer & piano on track 4
Dave Ciolino-Volano: drums on tracks 1 & 2
Charlie Shaw: drums on track 5
Philippa Thompson: fiddle on tracks 5 & 12; saw on track 9
Mike Nolan: pedal steel guitar on track 11
Dock Oscar (Stern): jaw harp on track 10

ALBUM DESIGN & PHOTOGRAPHY: Maryanne Latanyshyn
LOGO: Maria Eugenia Marcial
BAND PHOTO: Farzana Razak

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Track Name: Mama's Got the Backbeat
MAMA'S GOT THE BACKBEAT

Mama's got the backbeat, praise the Lord
Praise the Lord, yeah, praise the Lord

Cornbread cooking over firelight
ain't nobody gonna need tonight
Shoes are wearin’ – not a belt is tight
but ain't nobody ‘gonna need tonight
Old Mary singin’ a Bible song
all her kin folk sing along
Mama's got the backbeat, stompin’ on the board
praise the Lord, yeah, praise the Lord

Mama's got the backbeat, praise the Lord
Praise the Lord, yeah, praise the Lord

A day pullin’ weeds and our back is tired
but ain't nobody gonna kill the fire
singing and dancing ‘til the dew is dry
and ain't nobody gonna kill that fire
we don't have much, yeah, we may be poor
but ain't nobody in need of more

Someone bring the fire and someone bring the bow
someone make the call and someone answer
everybody knows who makes the rhythm flow
givin' the beat a soul

Mama's got the backbeat, praise the Lord
Praise the Lord, yeah, praise the Lord
Track Name: One Public Enemy
ONE PUBLIC ENEMY

High and dry, that's how you left me
How you left me, sorry dear
High and dry, now we're gonna see
One public enemy crystal clear

Call me Bonnie, I call you Clyde
Taking every corner store ride to ride
Making way to glory nationwide
Always and forever
Partner, partner, you always say
Working every heist, hit and getaway
Risking every rush, it's the only way
And we'll go down together, but...

High and dry, that's how you left me
How you left me, sorry dear
High and dry, now we're gonna see
One public enemy crystal clear

The time had come, our day of dreams
When they would know what loyal means
When we would show what justice brings
Winners, let's take all

But since you left me on my own
You made the deal, a pact in stone
To take a break all alone
I would take the fall

Well, who knew what my future told
To escape with life and all the gold
For you with nothing to behold
And me standing tall, cause...

High and dry, that's how you left me
How you left me, sorry dear
High and dry, now we're gonna see
One public enemy crystal clear
Track Name: Skipping Stone
SKIPPING STONE

I’m not gonna read your letter, no I don’t care what it said
How can I hear your words when your sleeping in another’s bed?
If you don’t want your woman, and if you play around instead
Ain’t nobody to blame when this woman done kills you dead

I really won’t
I won’t stop
I will not
Give up
I want you

My heart’s got a rhythm and it flutters like a skipping stone
Today’s precious lover is tomorrow’s tasty bourguignon

I gave you all my good deeds, and I followed where ‘er you led
I gave you everything you needed, now you’re kneading someone else’s bread
I let you run off each night cause I didn’t want to be your chain
Now you’re gonna get the bullet and I get the midnight train

I really won’t
I won’t stop
I will not
Give up
I want you

My heart’s got a rhythm and it flutters like a skipping stone
Today’s precious lover is tomorrow’s tasty bourguignon

So if you don’t want your woman, if you play around instead
Ain’t nobody to blame when this woman done kills you dead
Everybody heed my warning, somebody’s hands will be stained
If you’re sneaking out on your woman, while sleeping in the bed she’s made

I really won’t
I won’t stop
I will not
Give up
I want you
Track Name: Don't Fear the Reaper
DON'T FEAR THE REAPER
(by Donald Roeser of Blue Oyster Cult)

All our times have come, here but now they’re gone
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain (we can be like they are)
Come on Baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby I’m your man

La, la la la la
La, la la la la

Valentine is done, here but now they’re gone
Romeo and Juliet are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
Men and women everyday (Romeo and Juliet)
Men and women everyday (Redefine happiness)
Come on Baby (we can be like they are)
We’ll be able to fly

La la la la la
La, la la la la

Love of two is one, here but now they’re gone
Came the last night out of sadness
And it was clear that she couldn’t go on
Candles blew and then disappeared
Curtains flew and then he appeared (saying Don’t be afraid)
She had taken his hand (She had become like they are)
And they started to fly (She had become like they are)
So come on Baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby I’m your man

La la la la la
La, la la la la
La, la la la la
La, la la la
Track Name: Burn Your Building Down
BURN YOUR BUILDING DOWN

House of light...house of sin...gotta know which house you're in
If there’s darkness all around - better burn your building down.

We go gently into the fold
which door opens when our stories are told?

Skies to hold me, calm enfold me
we're all going home.

Gold and silver have no place in a land that’s ruled by Grace.
If your building’s weighted down, better burn it to the ground.
House of light...house of sin...gotta know which house you're in
If there's darkness all around - better burn your building down.

Arms wide open, embrace the ride
which road you travel fate to decide

Skies to hold me, calm enfold me
we're all going home

Better hope that it's not too late, don't delay till you're at the gate
You can cling to your wealth unbound, or, burn your building down
House of light...house of sin...gotta know which house you're in
is there's darkness all around? Then burn your building down.

Dot all your i's and cross your t's
He is watching all your good deeds

Skies to hold me, calm enfold me
we're all going home

Better hope that it's not too late, don't delay till you're at the gate
if you cling to your wealth unbound...then greed shall make you drown
House of light? House of sin? Gotta know which house you're in
Is there darkness all around? Better burn your building down.
Track Name: Trouble I Wrought
TROUBLE I WROUGHT

I didn't know…I didn't know
I didn't know the trouble I wrought

I didn't know…I didn't know
Now I see the worry I brought

I couldn't stay…I couldn't stay
I had to leave, the day it had come

Threw it away…threw it away
Threw it away and then it was gone

I gaze at you from far away with love upon my tongue
In time I hope forgiveness numbs the haste of one so young
so young

I couldn't see…I couldn't see
I couldn't see bad from the good

wanted the free…wanted the free
But I'd take it all back if I could

I gaze at you from far away words of love upon my tongue
I hope some day you'll find a way...forgive the haste of the young
so young

I didn't know…I didn't know
I didn't know the trouble I wrought
Track Name: Battle Creek
BATTLE CREEK

Up in the morning, 'fore the break of dawn
We'll be a-working 'til the day is gone
Engines are humming…We make our pay
But we never see the light of day

Don't lay me down in Battle Creek
Don't lay me down in Battle Creek
Before the Lord come and take my soul to keep
Carry me back to my home

I worked the fields, I pulled the plow
Ain't no crops a-growing now
I left the farm for the factory
And now this town'll be the death of me

Don't lay me down (lay me down) in Battle Creek
Don't lay me down (lay me down) in Battle Creek
Before the Lord (Lord) come and take my soul to keep
Carry me back to my home

These dirty streets are paved with sin
Oh, you don't know the shape i'm in
An empty bottle, an early grave
Not much left of my soul to save

I left the fields to make my name
I have only myself to blame
Before I die, just let me see
The sun shining down on me

Tell my mother I'm sorry
Tell my lover I'm sorry
Don't tell my daddy nothin'
And please (please), please (please), please

Don't lay me down (lay me down) in Battle Creek
Don't lay me down (lay me down) in Battle Creek
Before the Lord (Lord come and take my soul to keep)
Carry me back to my home
Carry me back to my home
Track Name: Magilla Lee
MAGILLA LEE

Magilla Lee, just 23 had loved beyond her years
Longing for more, she opened the door to brave eternal fears
Dear Magilla Lee, she found the key to fate, and this would mean
New meditation, true dedication to face a world unseen

With the dream still alive that her turn would arrive
She finally heard them say
"Everyone knows for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for thee, Magilla Lee, It tolls for thee."

Ah poor Magilla Lee, would not be free in time and wondered why
But soon understood, the plans for good she had two long days to die

She had two days to die but her turn would arrive
To finally hear them say
"Everyone knows for whom the bell tolls

It tolls for thee, Magilla Lee, oh
everyone, everyone, everyone knows
for whom the bell tolls
it tolls for thee, Magilla Lee,
it tolls for thee."
Track Name: Live Slow, Die Old
LIVE SLOW, DIE OLD

The hands on the clock go tick, tick, tock
In stuttering steps into the depths of darkness
The rain drip drops on tin rooftops
Down to the sea and endlessly repeating

Live slow, die old
Live slow, die old

The sun goes up till it goes down
And round and round into the ground in silence
Paint chips fall out in the hall
Where a picture tilts and all you’ve built is crumbling

Live slow, die old
Live slow, die old

The will to go on leaves us day by day
Collapsing under your own gravity
Everything we find we must leave behind
At the gates of eternity

Skin collects in dusty specks
On books unread beside the bed unchanging
Insect creep beneath your sleep
And the stars in the sky ignore your cry for more time.

Live slow, die old
Live slow, die old

The will to go on leaves us day by day
Collapsing under your own gravity
Everything we find we must leave behind
At the gates of eternity
Track Name: Resurrection Mary
RESURRECTION MARY

Quarter after ten at Resurrection Hall
couples twirling at the Harvest Dance to welcome the fall
She stepped out just to catch a breath of evening air
When her fella came to join her they could find her nowhere

The bells are ringin' out the searchers turn every stone
Resurrection Mary when are you coming home?

Years went creeping by and not a hide nor a hair
Her fella moved to Piper, got a new lady there
Some kids were skipping stones down at the quarry in town
when they saw a woman dancing in a soiled ball gown

The bells are ringin' out, the townfolk hide and bemoan
Resurrection Mary when are you coming home?

Well, Billy Martin workin' on his barren well
They say that something spooked him & downward he fell
They found him lying lifeless in an inch of mud
By a ball dress on a skeleton all soaked in blood

The bells are ringing out and they’re collecting her bones
Resurrection Mary’s finally coming home

Resurrection Mary - Comin' home
Resurrection Mary - Comin' home
Resurrection Mary - Comin' home
Resurrection Mary - Comin' home

shoo-be-do-wop-wop
shoo-be-do-bop-bop

No one knows what happened to poor Mary back then
An accident? Or did ole Billy do Mary in?
Sometimes when the moon is right you still catch the sight
Of a soiled dress a-floating through the mist of the night

The bells are ringing out and Heaven’s calling you so
Resurrection Mary when are you going home?
Resurrection Mary when are you going home?
Resurrection Mary when are you going…
Come on Mary, come on Mary, come on Mary, come on Mary, Mary…time to go home
Track Name: Coalville
COALVILLE


Long gone the doctor said
been dead for days lying in his bed
the four walls of a shotgun shack his grave

hand clenched into a fist
a word seemed perched upon his lips
the track of a tear still clear on his face

they buried him up in Coalville
just an old stone fence to keep his calls at bay

Sarah, Sarah I miss you
Sarah, Sarah

Raven-haired with a flair and a zest for life
on a train to meet her man to get the best in life
but blood on the tracks, it was the Devil’s day.

They say she died with her hand clinched in a fist,
a word seemed perched upon her lips,
in the barren soil where her body lay

And they buried her up in Coalville
where a man knelt near her grave

Sarah, Sarah I miss you
Sarah, Sarah

And when the wind blows down from Coalville
you can hear him to this day

Sarah, Sarah I miss you
Sarah, Sarah
Track Name: Flood Water Rising
FLOOD WATER RISING

Flood water rising, Flood water rising
Flood water rising, Flood water rising

Kings and queens – down in the water
Lords and ladies – down in the water
Pharaoh’s army – down in the water
Amen

Fortune tellers – down in the water
Shamans, wizards – down in the water
Them false prophets – down in the water
Amen

Flood water rising, Flood water rising
Flood water rising, Flood water rising

Money lenders – down in the water
‘Vestment bankers – down in the water
Herbert Hoover – down in the water
Amen

Sodom, Gomorrah – down in the water
Inland Empire – down in the water
New York City – down in the water
Amen

Here comes Jesus, walking on the water
Here comes Jesus, walking on the water

Here comes Jesus, walking on the water
Here comes Jesus, walking on the water

Flood water rising, Flood water rising
Flood water rising, Flood water rising,
flood water rising, flood water rising
Amen