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Black Mascara
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A young woman's life dissected in Classic Country style
country songwriter songwr
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Talented Country Songwriter with wide ranging influences and styles. A song for all tastes.
Hi there! I'm a songwriter of country songs. Though some of my stuff barely fits the general perception of that label.
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Charts
Peak #780
Peak in subgenre #236
Author
Armstrong
Rights
Armstrong
Uploaded
November 21, 2002
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MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
At a dance hall one time I saw this woman sat at the bar with her eyes heavily made up in jet black mascara. The effect was mask-like. She had obviously been a great beauty, but was just at that phase where youth is fading fast. I wondered why she felt she needed that mask. I speculated on what her life was like, but I never plucked up the courage to ask her. Walking home that night the muse told me who she was... and now you can know too.
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Black Mascara CHORUS Black mascara, black mascara, How you hide behind your mask of black mascara. It won't keep you from the truth, That you've left behind your youth, On every bar stool from L.A. to Texarkana Small town beauty left for big time games, Leaving no address behind. Played so many you forgot their names, Can't bring any faces to mind. Thought you were winning every hand you played, But they called the shots, Even when they paid, Never thought of the future, Never looked to the past, Never thinking is a habit that lasts (x 2) CHORUS Friends stood you drinks when your friends could stand, Recently they melt away. Bottle it in till you're good and canned, Bring it back up on the highway. Hitch a ride to nowhere in the back of a truck, Take it as it comes, like you're running out of luck. Holding to a vision that you can't allow to fade, Someone will come along and end this masquerade (x 2) CHORUS Nobody can blame you for living out a movie, Especially when you didn't write the script. Everybody told you it was hip or cool or groovy To let your own identity be stripped. You chose a path better left uncharted, Lost the race, long before you even started, The only excuse that in your memory remains is Nothing happens that ain't been ordained (x 2) CHORUS
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