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Six​-​String Directions

from One Town Over by G.F. Patrick

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There are relationships we follow blindly and blindspots we jealously keep. There are the ones who got away while we were busy escaping, and some who wander are most assuredly lost.

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Lifted the hood on that old orange truck
Saw the engine was no good
Slammed it shut through the steam and the oil
Stared off into that darkening wood
38 miles from anywhere 38 years left to live
Staring down the median screaming, “something’s gotta give.”

Tell me how’d I end up in this deep southern town
I’m a child of New England, don’t remember coming down
That’s the way that it goes, when you let these six strings
Give directions

So I let her ride shotgun, pretty in her tweed
I bring her up to my motel rooms I take from her what I need
Year she’s always raring to go And she always moans on key
Sees through the darkness in my soul And she sets that darkness free
I tune her up best as I can by ear, don’t want to bring no pedals inside
And last time I plugged an amp in I couldn’t spend the night

Tell me how’d I end up in this deep southern town
I’m a child of New England, don’t remember coming down
That’s the way that it goes, when you let these six strings
Give directions

And I don’t know if you’ve noticed
But the gas station pumps don’t pump hope
And the bill collectors call you
Hang accusations around your neck like coarse ropes.
Meanwhile you can't afford to buy new strings
Hell, you can't afford your beer
And the manager says you aint drawn enough to get payed here

I had a girl back home, with eyes like ice and hair like gold
She’s moved on she’s got a wife and a kid she’s grown up so I’m told
So I bring the pedals in, I stomp a driver, and I let that baby scream
Because I left my snow angel, 15 years in my dreams.

Tell me how’d I end up in this deep southern town
I’m a child of New England, don’t remember coming down
That’s the way that it goes, when you let these six strings
Give directions

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from One Town Over, released May 30, 2020

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G.F. Patrick Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Philadelphia-based guitarist and songwriter G.F. Patrick uses a Georgia-born post-country voice to examine the lives of everyday people and the way their unique pressure points have brought them to the given moment. While staying true to the folk and country idioms, he deftly repurposes song styles to attack outdated archetypes, putting music to the narratives of the overlooked and forgotten. ... more

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