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Gunpowder
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How one young girl handles her parents' drug addictions.
blues folk rock acoustic folk all girl female musicians bluesfolk female group
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Acoustic folk, folk-rock, blues, blues-folk, folk-country, Americana, all-girl, female
Howdy! We are The Junkyard Hearts... Jennifer Schmidt: guitar, vocals Alexis Thompson: guitar, vocals Rebecca Waine: fiddle
Song Info
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#11,378 today Peak #162
#1,891 in subgenre Peak #37
Author
Schmidt/Thompson
Rights
2007 Schmidt/Thompson
Uploaded
June 21, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 3:13
Story behind the song
This is the first song these gals wrote together...on a bed in Alexis's apartment. It was a 7-hour ordeal.
Lyrics
GUNPOWDER --Schmidt/Thompson Gunpowder watches her daddy a Avoid her mommy's addiction with his own. Gunpowder walks a mile but she can't escape The smokes that run her home. She steals some wheels with cash in the dash And runs like she can't hear her folks yellin' her name. Yeah. She takes what she's got and gives it to the man Who creeps on the streets And takes everything that he can. Yeah. AND SHE TELLS HIM THE STORY OF A GIRL WHO LOST HER WINGS CAUSE SHE DIDN'T HAVE THE TIME TO UNTANGLE AND SHE CALLS THIS THE FALL OF THE REBEL ANGEL. Gunpowder walks down the aisle to a man That her daddy doesn't know. Gunpowder tries to please him like her mommy. She wants to fix a broken home. He disappears as her belly gets bigger She's left to raise a child She's pullin' on her own trigger. Yeah. Three months gone and she hasn't seen the stone Of the baby she buried 32 weeks ago. Yeah. Yeah. CHORUS Gunpowder runs to her mommy As her daddy's addiction explodes.
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