The pedal steel, fiddle, and Wurlie sound so freaking powerful here. And the idea of feeling culturally at home in a place where people are kind to you personally but still oppose rights for people LIKE you is spot on how I feel every time I’m in the south.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, your words, YOUR VOICE !!!! there were a couple of spots where the rest of the band and sounds were quiet and your voice just flattened me out......so familiar, steady purposeful... you have lifted off the ground.
i'll get your text about 3 am when i cross back over the border again bye-bye canada hello usa those lefties sure make a lot of sense and sometimes it's nice to feel good in my skin but i'd trade it all for some southern hospitality i know that you don't like me oh but it sure feels good anyway i know that you don't like me oh but it sure feels good anyway i'm gonna tell them boys don't be a drag ain't ya tired of fightin' 'bout the damned ol' flag well it ain't southern pride it's just southern hate and i know from your mamas that you're better than that every time i call well you have my back some time for muddy buddies and a tall glass of sweet tea i know that you don't like me oh but it sure feels good anyway i know that you don't like me oh but it sure feels good i've got gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot the kiss that you left still burning thru i can't rest til get back home to you when i left the last words that were out of your mouth were how can you live in the backwards south devil in the roots and jesus on the vine cause it feels fine yeah i was born in the grist of a rebel yell swaddled in the song of the whip-poor-will they haunt me and they hold me just the same but it's an ounce of comfort for a pound of grief i just wanna sit on the porch with you and hear the tall pines creak still sweating in september when that sun goes down i know that you don't like me ah but it sure feels good anyway i know that you don't like me oh but it sure feels good anyway sure feels good gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot the kiss that you left still burning thru i can't rest til get back home to you gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot the kiss that you left still burning thru i can't rest til get back home to you yeah
I could listen to this a hundred times in a row and still want to hear it again.
Amy Ray is a badass :)
Great music, I'm also a native of Georgia. It is a new south, a new peace exists. The horns are exquisite.
How good is this song - Amy Ray you never disappoint - Coming from the UK to see you in Tampa in November
Put the headphones on and just listen. Great arrangements on this song.
Jesus. This song blew me away...
"...and a tall glass of sweet tea..." Sweet tea heals a lot, having some now. Congrats on the new record
The pedal steel, fiddle, and Wurlie sound so freaking powerful here. And the idea of feeling culturally at home in a place where people are kind to you personally but still oppose rights for people LIKE you is spot on how I feel every time I’m in the south.
LOVE the addition of horns to the mix. It gives a bit of a Muscle Shoals feeling. And yes, that is a VERY good thing. Looking forward to a tour !!
This song was featured on KXCI 91.3 in Tucson
I need this to be on Spotify NOW.
It’s not?- it’s on Amazon
always been in love with you AMY! You always know how to heal my aching heart. when will I see you in Burlington, VT again?
Amy Ray rules
devils in the roots and Jesus in the vines- holy- damn- your lyrics are on point creative/ MUDDY BUDDIES/ LG SWEET TEA
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, your words, YOUR VOICE !!!! there were a couple of spots where the rest of the band and sounds were quiet and your voice just flattened me out......so familiar, steady purposeful... you have lifted off the ground.
i'll get your text about 3 am
when i cross back over the border again
bye-bye canada hello usa
those lefties sure make a lot of sense
and sometimes it's nice to feel good in my skin
but i'd trade it all for some southern hospitality
i know that you don't like me
oh but it sure feels good anyway
i know that you don't like me
oh but it sure feels good anyway
i'm gonna tell them boys don't be a drag
ain't ya tired of fightin' 'bout the damned ol' flag
well it ain't southern pride it's just southern hate
and i know from your mamas that you're better than that
every time i call well you have my back
some time for muddy buddies and a tall glass of sweet tea
i know that you don't like me
oh but it sure feels good anyway
i know that you don't like me
oh but it sure feels good
i've got gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot
the kiss that you left still burning thru
i can't rest til get back home to you
when i left the last words that were out of your mouth
were how can you live in the backwards south
devil in the roots and jesus on the vine
cause it feels fine
yeah i was born in the grist of a rebel yell
swaddled in the song of the whip-poor-will
they haunt me and they hold me just the same
but it's an ounce of comfort for a pound of grief
i just wanna sit on the porch with you and hear the tall pines creak
still sweating in september when that sun goes down
i know that you don't like me
ah but it sure feels good anyway
i know that you don't like me
oh but it sure feels good anyway
sure feels good
gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot
the kiss that you left still burning thru
i can't rest til get back home to you
gravel from the road in the bottom of my boot
the kiss that you left still burning thru
i can't rest til get back home to you yeah