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Kentucky Graveyard

from A HISTORY OF GHOSTS (album) by Bobtown

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KENTUCKY GRAVEYARD

Ah-ah, Ah-ah

Shake those stones, rattle them bones, bang on your guitar,
Make a sound to wake the dead in that old Kentucky graveyard.
Shake that gloom, bang those tombs, pluck the old banjo,
The graveyard’s where people come when it’s time to go.

Jimmy Joe lost his girl so he took his life,
Pastor Ned was caught in bed with someone else’s wife.
Fireman Fred was crushed to death by a train gone off the tracks,
Otis Parson’s heart gave out while engaging in the act.

Captain Craig was blown to bits when the boiler blew,
Katie Lee, an Irish lass, killed by the Spanish flu.
Granny Cob was frozen stiff in the blizzard of ‘99,
Baby Tyler took a swig from a can of turpentine.

Shake those stones, rattle them bones, bang on your guitar,
Make a sound to wake the dead in that old Kentucky graveyard.
Shake that gloom, bang those tombs, thump that double bass,
You’re welcome any time you like, we’re saving you a place.

Major Stevens lost his head to a rebel gun,
Then his entire regiment was blown to kingdom come.
The Etzels and McDearmans, they got into a feud,
Eighteen died on the Etzels’ side, the McDearmans: twenty-two.

The outlaw Sneaky Snyder was gunned down by the law,
Hattie West—killed by a bus that she never saw.
Tim Cook struck by lightening while walking in the rain,
Grandpa Hicks died in his sleep and never felt no pain.

Shake those stones, rattle them bones, bang on your guitar,
Make a sound to wake the dead in that old Kentucky graveyard.
Shake that gloom, bang those tombs, strum that mandolin,
The line is wrapped around the block, they’re dying to get in.

Shake those stones, rattle them bones, bang on your guitar,
Make a sound to wake the dead in that old Kentucky graveyard.
Shake that gloom, bang those tombs, let us hear your horn,
You were on your way here the day that you were born.

Ah-ah, Ah-ah

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from A HISTORY OF GHOSTS (album), track released November 17, 2014
C 2014 Fred Stesney

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Bobtown Brooklyn, New York

"If you're looking for acoustic gothic-folk-Americana kissed with gorgeous harmonies then look no further." -Americana UK

NYC-based Bobtown's four full-length CDs show their evolution from mostly a capella arrangements to full instrumentation, with bits of folk, Americana, pop, bluegrass, rock, and gospel all bound together by a continuous thread of innovative vocal harmonies.
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