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  1. Wrecking Need

From the album Count the Wicked

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Written by Mama's Broke

Amy Lou - Guitar, Vocals,
Lisa Maria - Vocals, Fiddle
Carl Rufh - Contrabass
Zach Crawford - Steel Guitar

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Lyrics

When I get to thinking 'bout where I'm from
I start drinking hard, and talking fast and coming undone
And the worst is, I know you feel this
You might be the only one

First one down through second last
Got the whole crowd laughing, reel and cast
By the last one, I'm far from done
We're moving down hard and fast

But I'll come back this way and I'll marry you someday
If you promise that you'll never ask me to put the bottle away

There's a kitchen window in my mind
And my pretty glass bottles all in a line
When all I've found when I turn around
Is that man on the floor

I got a mare, I got a foal
What will you do when my body goes cold
DId you warn me, will you scorn me
Wish I'd never been born

But I'll come back this way and I'll marry you someday
If you promise that you'll never ask me to put the bottle away
I'll come back this way and I'll marry you someday
If you promise that you'll never ask me to put the bottle away

It's hard to see so honestly
But I know you got it bad like me
That wrecking need

But I'll come back this way and I'll marry you someday
If you promise that you'll never ask me to put the bottle away
I'll come back this way and I'll marry you someday
If you promise that you'll never ask me to put the bottle away

I spit poison at all you bad boys and
God knows by now I got plenty good reasons
To keep on holding the wrong side of the knife in my hand