Name: Crawlin' and Bawlin'
Duration: 3 min 38 s
Channel: James Odle, Jr. / Susie Marshall
Description: "Crawlin' and Bawlin'" is a song by James Odle Songwriter. a bad night at the honky-tonk

Crawlin' and Bawlin'

James Odle Songwriter

Playlist

Comment Share

a bad night at the honky-tonk

James Odle Songwriter

I'm a songwriter; lyricist mainly. Give a listen to the songs I have posted and see what you think. I'll be changing them out from time to time so you'll be able to get an idea of the different areas I write in. If you like what you hear and feel they are right for you as an artist or your band, please get in touch with me. If you like to cowrite, you've come to the right place! Give me a shout and let's write that perfect song! Look forward to hearing from you, James

Song Info

Genre

Country • Country General

Charts

Peak #81

Peak in subgenre #37

Author

James Odle, Jr. / Susie Marshall

Rights

2002

Uploaded

February 01, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:38

Story behind the song

As kids we always we always hung around the little league fields. Sometimes even worked the concession stand when we weren't playing. One night one of the ladies that worked the stand got into a fight with her husband/boyfriend and she ended up on the floor and as my cousin loved to say, "she was down there a crawlin' and bawlin'". Just one of those childhood things that stuck with me.

Lyrics

Crawlin' and a Bawlin'
©2002 James Odle, Jr. / Susie Marshall

A late night at the bar
he was holding court
his home wasn't much of a castle
but this table was his fort
he was busy telling tales
buying rounds for his friends 
a glass broke - someone screamed
and he could feel the cold north wind

    She was nipped and tucked
    In all the right places
    Wearing enough make-up
    For 2 or 3 faces
    Loaded to the teeth
    And shooting from the hip
    It was easy to see
    She wasn't taking any lip
    There was a look in her eyes
    She had found her calling
    Tonight the furs gonna fly
    She'll leave him crawlin' and a bawlin'

She fired straight from the heart
every shot rang true
someone tried to call 9-1-1
there was nothing they could do
he was down on his knees
begging her to listen
staring down both barrels
of a woman with a mission

    (repeat chorus)

The juke box lay dying
slumped against the wall
the bartender looked up and yelled,
"Last call for alcohol."
she picked up his wallet
tipped the waitress a buck
walked to her car 'round back
revved it up and side swiped his truck

     (repeat chorus)

Comments

Please sign up or log in to post a comment.