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Timber
Joe Stamm Band
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Buck Owens in the static, in the radio turned low
Chainsaw in the truck bed, bouncin up a logging road
Steam off the thermos, sunlight through the trees
With orange painted X's, and the smell of gasoline
Timber, all stripped down and all shipped off
Cut to pieces, just a chunk of what it was
Another board, on a truck
Bought and nailed into some man's wall
In the end it all comes down
To the cold sharp edge of the Devil's saw
Gravel under high heels, crunch up to the door
Opened up to Yoakam songs o'er an empty dancin floor
Sour beer and cheap perfume, hangin in the air
And nothin much to lose written into every stare
Timber, all stripped down and all shipped off
Cut to pieces, just a chunk of who she was
Sittin bored on a barstool
Hangin on to some man's arm
In the end it all comes down
To the cold sharp edge of the Devil's saw
I tried singin my own songs
And I tried a wife of my own
And I dreamed of little feet runnin up and down the halls at home
But life along these loggin roads
Will drain your best laid plans
Leave ya empty as the thermos, bouncin on your dash
Timber, all stripped down and all shipped off
Cut to pieces, just a chunk of who I was
Roots bored into this mountain
Tangled up in some man's songs
In the end it all comes down
To the cold sharp edge of the Devil's saw
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