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Gracie's Ridin' Shotgun
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Gracie & Fred are on the run from the cops after murdering Fred's wife.
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Roots Rock and Electric Folk with a dash of Alt. Country & a twist of lime.
Singer/Songwriter/Musician, formerly with The Barflys and The Stationary Poets.
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Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #649
Peak in subgenre #46
Author
Bill Gaunce
Rights
2006 Gaunce
Uploaded
August 14, 2006
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 1:46
Story behind the song
This is a demo with me playing everything. The words & song idea came & I quickly recorded everything one track at a time to videotape then synced the tracks in my computer. This is on my "short list" of songs to re-record (after some minor lyric changes . . . $200 reward for murder? What was I thinking?)
Lyrics
GRACIE’S RIDIN’ SHOTGUN copyright 2006 Bill Gaunce Well Gracie’s ridin’ shotgun - for her lover Fred Whose wife’s in Jackson county - with a railroad spike in her head And the get-away car’s a flathead - V8 Buick coupe And the reporters at the crime scene , well, they think they have a scoop And the night attendant winks & smiles says, “hope you two have fun” And they slip through to room 22 they’re livin’ on the run The rookie measures footprints for the beefy captain Ben And says “what size did Fred wear?” and the fat man says “size 10” I guess you can expect it when living by the sword The poster said alive or dead two hundred bucks reward And the night attendant snubs out a smoke & picks up the telephone- Says’ “they slipped through to room 22 I’m sure they are alone.” solo It was nearly daybreak at the Dew-Drop-Inn Motel And as the cops kicked through door 22 their spirits quickly fell Their voices echoed through the night “it looks like no-one’s here” But left behind was Gracie’s note beneath a six pack of longneck beer- “too bad we couldn’t stick around, drink up you boys have fun, Cause me & Fred have hit the road, we’re livin’ on the run.” Now Gracie’s ridin’ shotgun - for her lover Fred.
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