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Too Big World

by Bumper Jacksons

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Coffee Mama 03:59
Chorus: She’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning Yeah she’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning Even though that woman likes to keep me up all night long She’s mean, she’s hot. That girl sure don’t mess around She’s mean, she’s hot. That girl sure don’t mess around. You take too big a sip of her, she’ll knock your ass right on the ground Chorus That woman of mind, you know she’s my best friend That woman of mine, you know she’s my best friend ‘cause she gets me up just to lay me back down again Chorus My two-stepping lady, says she’s Louisiana bound My two-stepping honey, tries to say she’s Louisiana bound But the way I shake that thing keeps her coming on right back around Chorus
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Delta Bound 03:57
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Come all you Virginia girls and listen to my noise Don't you go a-courtin’ no a-courtin’ no boys If you do your fortune 'll be Johnny cake and venison and sassafras tea Johnny cake and venison and sassafras tea When he come a courtin' I'll tell you what he'll say First he'll say, did your daddy shoot a bear? Then he'll say as he sits down, Honey, can you bake them Johnny cakes brown Honey, can you bake them Johnny cakes brown When you marry he will take you to the black jack hills. There you'll stay, there you'll make your will. There you'll stay and stare into space Empty as your bottle for the rest of your days Empty as your bottle for the rest of your days When he build a house, he build it with log walls Don't have windows; none at all! When it rains, the tin roofs shouts If you soak your bread now then you’ll never get out If you soak your bread now then you’ll never get out Sitting with the dogs will make a woman look mean Pawn shop hair and alabaster sheen Bury all the mirrors so you don’t have to look You stole my youth but that’s all you took You stole my youth But in the black jack hills there’s an uncovered hole The men don’t follow, the men don’t know Women hold the matches, and drink the whiskey down When the moon is misty take the long way home When the moon is misty take the long way home
5.
An adventure story worth all the world in gold We were young and foolish and you, you were so bold We crafted a love that young girls only dream of Spent our evenings doing things that made their mothers want to pray for us Little birds whose race had just begun Grinning sleepless, drunk on life and love You taught me to open my hands to the heavens above You sat with me in the corn crop and spoke to me slow Ideas, plans, forevers, the places that we’d go The little money we made we’d spend it on each other You were my best friend and then you became my lover We grabbed the spinning world by its tail With my ambitious heart, and your big, blue eyes We climbed on its back with our hearts and our arms open wide And we held on And we held on We projected each other into flight But like any other story, trouble found us, hovered over our skin We were broke, restless, and hunger set in The little money we made, we’d spend on whiskey and beer The decisions we made we’d choose them out of fear You wouldn’t hold my hand when we bicycled down the street anymore Wouldn’t’ write me love poems, or take me on the kitchen floor I forgot your beautiful eyes Too clouded to apologize We didn’t realize, but we had lost what made us alive But we held on Yes, we held on You kept your mouth shut But I began to bite And we will hold on And we will hold on I’ll keep my mouth shut
6.
Go on and leave me like you want to I know your love for me is gone, long gone I’ve got this bottle by my side, to keep me satisfied So you and your memory can just move on Chorus I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you It keeps me warmer every night than you could ever do I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you And its sticking with me right here at home You’re a cold, heartless woman treatin’ me like a stranger all the time So this beard on my face has taken your hands’ place Who needs a woman with a fuzzy face sweater like mine? Chorus You go and spend my money On your nightly barroom spree Those honky tonkin’ men won’t ever call you back again while I’ve got a faithful lady at home a-waiting for me Chorus Now love may fade away and beards turn grey And the most faithful dogs still go to the grave All the things of this world will pass away when we die But while the sun’s still burning there will be moonshine Chorus
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I saw a beautiful girl at the Idle Time Bookstore (Pretty mama put a spell on me) She was thumbing through my favorite work by Tolstoy (Pretty mama put a spell on me) Such a heavy book in the middle of May Will you give me a smile, can I know your name? But I got tongue tied and I couldn’t ask her (Pretty mama put a spell on me) Her big brown eyes read my situation (Pretty mama put a spell on me) Showed me a dimple, “will you walk me to the station?” (Pretty mama put a spell on me) I told her life is a joke, and then you’re dead So she led me up the stairs to her big brass bed I met the holy grail of jubilant elation (Pretty mama put a spell on me) We spent two full weeks a-wrasslin’ in her bedroom (Pretty mama put a spell on me) She had me tied up and spun out like a thread into a needle (Pretty mama put a spell on me) Reciting Resurrection ‘till the break of day I forgot to go to work, didn’t get my pay When the money stopped, my sugar’s honey dried up (Pretty mama put a spell on me) There’s nothing worse than a handshake with a lover (Pretty mama put a spell on me) “Ces’t la vie” she kissed, knowing how I want her (Pretty mama put a spell on me) I got all liquored up on that roadhouse corn Howled at the moon ‘till the early morn Tore up the sheets of my favorite Russian author (Pretty mama put a spell on me)
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It’s been a long time since we said our goodbyes Shelved memories in the back of our minds We both hoped in time, some friendship we’d find Make peace with our broken ties. The band played a waltz and from across the room Your blue eyes met with mine What could it hurt? It’s just one dance Lit by the bar’s neon lights. Chorus: I thought I was over you I thought I was free and strong I took a chance, when I asked you to dance, That’s when I learned I was wrong. It felt so strange to hold you To have your heartbeat close to mine Those hands and arms I used to know so well Still felt like home this time I hardly shed a tear since we first parted, Ending so many long years with you But our dance is done, you’re walking away My heart’s breaking open anew. Chorus (2x)
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Jubilee 03:38
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Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you I know you’re looking for trouble if you tell me that you love me too When I met her she was talking with a big leaf of spinach on her tooth When I met her she was talking with a big leaf of spinach on her tooth She grinned and she told me I’m only human, you are too She likes to smoke that reefer ‘fore she heads across to bed around one She likes to smoke that reefer ‘fore she crawls into her bed around one It makes her dream of her father, and all the things she might have said or done You know I’m feeling nervous when I tell you ooo baby, I’m a truth truth teller, I’m a truth truth teller You know I’m feeling nervous when I go around saying, I’m a truth truth teller, I’m a truth truth teller But for a tramp and a liar, I really ain’t such a bad truth truth teller, I’m a truth I was holding out and holding in to find me a righteous kind of man I was holding out and holing up to find me a righteous kind of man But daddy told me listen, sometimes you gotta take what you can I found her in the kitchen wearing nothing but her apron and her shades (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby) I found her in the kitchen wearing nothing but her apron and her shades (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby) Life has given that girl lemons, but damn, she can make some sweet (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby) Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you (oooo) I know you’re looking for trouble if you tell me that you love me too
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Hell is Hot 03:45
The Lord calls us to be giving, kind and chaste, To never act in anger or in haste. To spend our days calm and sober, not rashy or hungover We must do these things to stay in His good grace. In heaven there is no bourbon, not a single drop of whiskey No easy sex, no fart jokes, no gratuitous nudity No drugs for mind-enhancing, not even a little dirty dancing, I can’t help but think that there’s some place I’d rather be… Now heaven may be a cool place for those who want to reach the sky But I know a spot that’s underground full of people that love to get high You can dance all day and night, while you drink, smoke, cuss and fight Don’t you know that Hell is the hottest place in town? They say its hotter than a hundred suns and there’s never any water or fans So I’ll be kickin’ it with ladies who’ve got a real good beach tan I can see me rubbing elbows with all the best partying fellows, Ooooo weee! I’m Hell bound! There’s really nothing better than a little nasal cheddar when you’re trying to get real high You know it’s really pretty fun to see them people on the run when you shoot your guns into the sky You say you're straight and sober, a kosher non-smoker, never ever gambled not even strip poker So come on, take a chance! Take off your pants! Come on out a-sinnin’ with me! Well some people think they know how to have a real good time Smoking those jazz cigarettes and drinking bootleg wine. But how about a little extra sloth, wrath and good ol’ gluttony, We’ll sleep in late, eat twelve cheesecakes and go on a killing spree! I dream of having fountains of crack cocaine laced nacho cheese, And nothing gets a party going hot like bestiality Drinkin’ corn liquor, gin and rye, I’m gonna be a sinner till the day I die Oooo weee! Ooooh Baby! Hell yeah! I’m Hell bound!

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Lyrics:

Adventure Story ~

An adventure story worth all the world in gold
We were young and foolish and you, you were so bold
We crafted a love that young girls only dream of
Spent our evenings doing things that made their mothers want to pray for us

Little birds whose race had just begun
Grinning sleepless, drunk on life and love
You taught me to open my hands to the heavens above

You sat with me in the corn crop and spoke to me slow
Ideas, plans, forevers, the places that we’d go
The little money we made we’d spend it on each other
You were my best friend and then you became my lover

We grabbed the spinning world by its tail
With my ambitious heart, and your big, blue eyes
We climbed on its back with our hearts and our arms open wide

And we held on
And we held on
We projected each other into flight

But like any other story, trouble found us, hovered over our skin
We were broke, restless, and hunger set in
The little money we made, we’d spend on whiskey and beer
The decisions we made we’d choose them out of fear

You wouldn’t hold my hand when we bicycled down the street anymore
Wouldn’t’ write me love poems, or take me on the kitchen floor

I forgot your beautiful eyes
Too clouded to apologize
We didn’t realize, but we had lost what made us alive

But we held on
Yes, we held on
You kept your mouth shut
But I began to bite

And we will hold on
And we will hold on
I’ll keep my mouth shut


Coffee Mama ~

She’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning
Yeah she’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning
Even though that woman likes to keep me up all night long

She’s mean, she’s hot. That girl sure don’t mess around
She’s mean, she’s hot. That girl sure don’t mess around.
You take too big a sip of her, she’ll knock your ass right on the ground

That woman of mind, you know she’s my best friend
That woman of mine, you know she’s my best friend
‘cause she gets me up just to lay me back down again

My two-stepping lady, says she’s Louisiana bound
My two-stepping honey, tries to say she’s Louisiana bound
But the way I shake that thing keeps her coming on right back around

She’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning
Yeah she’s my coffee mama, I like her first thing in the morning
Even though that woman likes to keep me up all night long



Come All You Virginia Gals (adapted traditional)

Come all you Virginia gals and listen to my noise
Don’t you go a-courtin’ no a-courtin’ those boys
If you do, your fortune will be:
Johnny cake and venison and sassafras tea (2x)

When he comes a courtin', I'll tell you what he'll say.
First he'll say: "Did your daddy shoot a bear?"
Then he'll say, as he sits down,
Honey, can you bake your johnny cake brown? (2x)

When you marry he will take you to the Blackjack Hills.
There you'll stay, there you'll make your will.
There you'll stay and stare in space
Empty as your bottle for the rest of your days (2x)

When he build a house, he build it with log walls
Don't have windows; none at all
and when it rains the tin roof shouts
If you soak your bread now, then you’ll never get out (2x)

Sittin’ with the dogs’ll make a woman look mean
Pawn shop hair, alabaster sheen
Bury all the mirrors so you don’t have to look
You stole my youth, but that’s all you took (2x)

But in the Blackjack Hills there’s an uncovered hole
The men don’t follow, the men don’t know
Women hold the matches and drink the whiskey down
When the moon is misty, take the long way home (4x)




I Learned I Was Wrong ~

Its been a long time since we said our goodbyes
shelved memories in the back of our minds
we both hoped in time, some friendship we’d find
make peace with our broken ties.

The band played a waltz and from across the room
your blue eyes met with mine
what could it hurt? It’s just one dance
lit by the bar’s neon lights.

I thought I was over you
I thought I was free and strong
I took a chance, when I asked you to dance,
and that’s when I learned I was wrong.

it felt so strange to hold you
to have your heartbeat close to mine
Those hands and arms I used to know so well
still felt like home this time

I hardly shed a tear since we first parted,
ending so many long years with you
but our dance is done, you’re walking away
my heart’s breaking open anew.

I thought I was over you
I thought I was free and strong
I took a chance, when I asked you to dance,
and that’s when I learned I was wrong.

I thought I was over you
I thought I was free and strong
I took a chance, when I asked you to dance,
and that’s when I learned I was wrong.
Oh… that’s when I learned I was wrong.


I've Got My Whiskey (I Don't Need You)

Go on and leave me like you want to
I know your love for me is gone, long gone
I’ve got this bottle by my side, to keep me satisfied
so you and your memory can just move on

I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you
It keeps me warmer every night than you could ever do
I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you
And its sticking with me right here at home

You’re a cold, heartless woman
treatin’ me like a stranger all the time
So this beard on my face has taken your hands’ place
Who needs a woman with a fuzzy face sweater like mine?

I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you
It holds my face more closely than you could ever do….(2x)

You spend my money on cheap cigarettes
While getting drunk on your nightly barroom spree
Those honky tonkin’ men won’t ever call you back again
while I’ve got a faithful lady at home a-waiting for me

I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you
she waits for me at home every night which you would never do… (2x)

Now love may fade away and beards turn grey
And the most faithful dogs still go to the grave
All the things of this world will pass away when we die
But while the sun’s still burning there will be moonshine

I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you, as
It keeps me warmer every night than you could ever do
I’ve got my whiskey, I don’t need you
And its sticking with me right here at home (3x)


Pretty Mama Put a Spell on Me ~

I saw a beautiful girl at the Idle Time Bookstore
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
She was thumbing through my favorite work by Tolstoy
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
Why such a heavy book in the middle of May?
Will you give me a smile, can I know your name?
But I got tongue tied and I couldn’t ask her
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)

Her big brown eyes read my situation
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
Showed me a dimple, will you walk me to the station?
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
I told her life is a joke, and then you’re dead
So she led me up her stairs to her big brass bed
I met the holy grail of jubilant elation
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)

We spent two full weeks a-wrasslin’ in her bedroom
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
She had me tied up and spun out like a thread around a needle
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
Reciting Resurrection ‘till the break of day
I forgot to go to work, didn’t get my pay
When the money stopped, my sugar’s honey dried up
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)

There’s nothing worse than a handshake with a lover
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
Ces’t la vie she kissed, knowing how I want her
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)
I got all liquored up on that roadhouse corn
Howled at the moon ‘till the early morn
Tore up the sheets of my favorite Russian author
(Pretty mama put a spell on me)



Watch it Skinny Woman ~

Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you
Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you
I know you’re looking for trouble if you tell me that you love me too

When I met her she was talking with a big leaf of spinach on her tooth
When I met her she was talking with a big leaf of spinach on her tooth
She grinned and she told me I’m only human, you are too

She likes to smoke that reefer ‘fore she heads across to bed around one
She likes to smoke that reefer ‘fore she crawls into her bed around one
It makes her dream of her father, and all the things she might have said or done

You know I’m feeling nervous when I tell you ooo baby, I’m a truth truth teller, I’m a truth truth teller
You know I’m feeling nervous when I go around saying, I’m a truth truth teller, I’m a truth truth teller
But for a tramp and a liar, I really ain’t such a bad truth truth teller, I’m a truth

I was holding out and holding in to find me a righteous kind of man
I was holding out and holing up to find me a righteous kind of man
But daddy told me listen, sometimes you gotta take what you can

I found her in the kitchen wearing nothing but her apron and her shades (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby)
I found her in the kitchen wearing nothing but her apron and her shades (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby)
Life has given that girl lemons, but damn, she can make some sweet (Nice shades, baby, nice shades baby)

If you’re entertaining angels remember that this isn’t your home (entertaining angels, entertaining angels)
If you’re entertaining angels remember that this isn’t your home (entertaining angels, entertaining angels)
They’ll starve here in the desert and God ain’t got no more to loan

Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you
Watch it, skinny woman or I might just fall in love with you
(oooo) I know you’re looking for trouble if you tell me that you love me too



Hell is Hot ~

The Lord calls us to be giving, kind and chaste,
To speak soft and kindly, never act in anger or in haste.
To spend our days calm and sober, not rashy or hungover
We must do these things to stay in His good grace.
In heaven there is no bourbon or a single drop of whiskey
No easy sex, no fart jokes, no gratuitous nudity
No drugs for mind-enhancing, not even dirty dancing,
I can’t help but think that there’s some place I’d rather be…
Now heaven may be a cool place for those who want to reach the sky
But I know a spot that’s underground full of people that love to get high
You can dance all day and night, while you drink, smoke, cuss and fight
Don’t you know that Hell is the hottest place in town?
They say its hotter than a hundred suns and there’s never any water or fans
So I’ll be kickin it with some ladies who’ve got a real good beach tan
I can see me rubbing elbows with all the best partying fellows,
Ooooo weee! I’m Hell bound!
There’s really nothing better than a little nasal cheddar - when you’re trying to get real high
You know its really pretty fun to see them people on the run - when you shoot your guns into the sky
You say you're straight and sober, a kosher non-smoker, never ever gambled not even strip poker
Come on, take a chance! Take off your pants! And come on out a-sinnin’ with me!
Well some people think they know how to have a real good time
smoking those jazz cigarettes and drinking bootleg wine.
But how about a little extra sloth and wrath and good ol’ gluttony,
we’ll sleep in late, eat twelve cheesecakes and go on a killing spree!
I dream of having fountains of crack cocaine laced nacho cheese,
and nothing gets a party going hot like bestiality
Man, if drinking corn whiskey makes Jesus cry, I guess I’ll be a sinner till the day I die
Oooo weee! I’m Hell bound!

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released July 25, 2015

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The Bumper Jacksons are hot and sweet, painting America's story by scrapping together new sounds from forgotten 78's.  Honored as the region's 2015 "Artist of the Year" and "Best Folk Band" from 2013-2015 at the Washington Area Music Awards, the Bumper Jacksons are playfully creative with their originals and re-imagining roots music with both power and tenderness. ... more

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