There’s no use in complaining, there’s no sense in pretending
Something starts off somewhere and then it needs an ending
So last night, she done me wrong

If I took the time to think about why that woman left me
I could come up with a reason for each day since she met me
Each day I didn’t notice what I wasn’t doing it for her
I’d play my guitar but my songs only bored her
So last night, she done me wrong
She got herself a new man and I, I got this song

I guess she got tired of me never listening to her
I’d tune her out and turn up Hank or Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard

Now I’m alone again but that’s only how it seems
I got my guitar and my radio and all my crazy dreams
I ain’t lonesome, I ain’t lovesick, I ain’t got swinging doors
I ain’t crying in big river wondering what she left me for
She was right to do me wrong
I left her a long time ago, chasing this song

I’d tell her to go on to bed and I’ll be there in a little while
Then I’d go listen to Dylan, David Allen Coe, Hammel on Trial

This song ain’t about hard feeling or trying to turn the tables.
There is no message to be learned, there’s no moral, this ain’t a fable
There’s no use in complaining there’s no sense in pretending
This song started way back there and now it needs an ending
So tonight when she does me wrong
Kiss her once for me and tell her thanks for the song

Copyright Brother Lou 2009

This world can wear you thin with each long lonely day
Sometimes a smile can go a long way
Now I’m not saying I bring joy everywhere I go
But when I see a neighbor outrside I smile and wave hello
But I’m telling you to be careful
I’m telling you because it’s true
Some people out there are so starved for attention
They will take a bite, hold on tight
And never let go of you

She’s big, she’s loud she’s the hungry girl
The starvinest girl in the whole damn world
You were nice to her one time, and now you find
She’s been hungry so long that she’s out of her mind
Don’t let your eyes make that fateful connection
Don’t let her develop a taste for your affection
Now ten times a day she needs a new favor
There ain’t nothing as heavy as an upstairs neighbor
When she’s the hungry girl

She’ll leave a note on your car, e-mail you and more
Is there any way she can get a ride to the store
You pretend you’re not home she’s like Kool Aid through the door
She’s too big to miss and too loud to ignore
(She’s too big to miss and too loud to ignore)

She’s big and loud she’s a hungry girl
Starvinest girl in the whole damn world
She’s gunna chase you down to your very last breath
She won’t stop ‘til she’s full, and she’s always starving to death
Now I have no doubt she needs something to fill her
But what she needs I ain’t ever gunna give her
I’m packed tight like a sardine hiding under my bed
I can’t sleep at night she ate all the dreams in my head
I lie awake in a cold sweat and shiver
I pray to the lord that I will be delivered
From the Hungry girl

Now you might think I’m exaggerating
I’m being mean and telling stories that aren’t true
All I can say is wait for the day
Someone hungry takes a bite out of you.

Brother Lou copyright 2009

Something stirring in me since the day I was born
Dancing like a fire and keeping me warm
I look the world in the eye then lie through my teeth
But don’t lay blame, it’s the devil in me

Lord, you know this has been coming for a while
Lately, I waste your time and you cramp my style
But I will give credit where credit is due
I wouldn’t know the devil so well if not for you

So, thank you Lord for the Devil in Me
Your ways are truly a mystery
I once was blind, now I see
I want to thank you Lord for the Devil in Me
I want to thank you Lord for the Devil

I prayed to you Lord for money and fun
Seems like everybody round here but me got some
So now, I make my own luck and damn the rest to hell
If you won’t give me what I want then it’s just as well

Well, you could have made it easy but you made it round
I did one thing wrong you spit me out of town
You take candy from a kid, like I take fruit from a tree
Then you act surprised I’ve got is the Devil in me

I want to thank you Lord for the Devil in Me
Your ways are truly a mystery
I once was blind, now I see
I want to thank you Lord for the Devil in Me
I want to thank you Lord for the Devil

I know he’s slippery and bad as sin
But I never feel guilty or sorry for him
He just do what he do and he be who he be
Then he say, “What the hell else did you expect from me?”

I know he’s mean, he’s downright abusive
But at least he’s here, you’re nothing but allusive
I called and called for you but he came running to me
Thank you lord, for the devil

It feels like November again
You can tell by the
Blow hard wind
Hail to the fundraiser
And his twin
Democrat; Republican
They talk and talk and
Confuse everything
They tell you not to vote
Is some kind of sin
Then the guy with
The most votes
Doesn’t even win
Grab the wheel and
Give it a spin
Round and round
Until November again

On opposite sides
Of a broad and beaten path
It’s nickel and dime
With faces so straight
It’s almost a laugh
It’s nickel and dime
Responses rehearsed
And choreographed
They shimmy and shake
Until you forget what you asked
Don’t look for answers
Near a campaign

Rain, copper coins
Hit the ground
Like rain
A sewer fills
Like a heart will
With pain
And it’s coming down

A heart that is so covetous
Guided by greed
And fear and lust
A shark smells blood
Like you smell trust
Saints and whores
Deny you in disgust
Make numbers dance
Deceive, adjust
Have reports recount
The results they must
Skip town while it all goes bust
Leave a child behind
Choking in the dust
Of a heart that is so covetous

You slither past
My best defense
It’s nickel and dime
You undercut
My confidence
It’s nickel and dime
And you’d swear
None of this makes sense
Until you add
The dollars and cents
And watch them wave
Good luck
From the back of a train

Rain, copper coins
Hit the ground
Like rain
A sewer fills
Like a heart will
With pain
And it’s coming down

Don’t take your
Right to vote for granted
You’re lucky to have it
In the land of the free
Don’t take your right
To choose your better half
For granted
Not everyone gets it
In the land of the free
Don’t take your right
To good health for granted
It’s an arm and a leg
In the land of the free
Don’t take your right
To work hard for granted
Job after job after job overseas
Don’t take your
Guitar for granted
Don’t pawn it to pay
For a better TV
Don’t take your throat for granted

There’s a meeting inside
You’d best keep it down
We don’t want to hear another sound
Or see you again
In this part of town
Shut up and love it
Or leave right now
We’re gunna make sure
There are no cameras around
When we break out gas
Shields, batons and hounds
Round you up
And put you in the pound
Push your face
Straight into the ground
Be sure there will be
No cameras around

It’s just business
Free trade business
It’s nickel and dime
It’s big bank business
It’s none of your business
It’s nickel and dime
It’s in your best interest
To stay out of our business,
We’re gunna give you the business
But baby, it’s just business
What part of money talks
Do you need me to explain?

Rain, copper coins
Hit the ground
Like rain
A sewer fills
Like a heart will with pain
And it’s coming down

There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s when she’s walkin’
Through that door
There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s when she’s walkin’
Through that door
She’s been out all night
She said she wouldn’t
Do that no more

I been working two jobs
But it don’t pay
No matter how much I bring home
My baby won’t stay
There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s when she’s walkin’
Through that door
She comes to help me
Forget my woman
Like so many times before
You know I’m not the
Cheatin’ kind, but babe
You give me no choice

There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s when she’s
Walkin’ through that door
There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s when she’s
Walkin’ through that door
She’s been out walkin’ all night
Now she’s gunna tell me
I’m no good?

There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s this gun in my hand
There ain’t but one blues baby
It’s this gun in my hand
Someday I’ll ask the devil
Why she made a woman for a man