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The Cowmen

by The Cowmen

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1.
Russiatown 03:32
Goin' off to Russiatown We have to hang a boy there He was incarcerated for tying to make love to the moon You can't make love to the moon Cancer is a good thing there Boys and girls drop dead in the streets Come lets go to the parade for them After we hang that boy Russiatown Russiatown has many ports They all lead off to hell Snakes are used as currency Their venom is made of gold The oldest man in Russiatown Divorced a thousand wives He's also the mayor of this town He forces us to pay his alimony Russiatown Behold it's this, our Russiatown Where sheep and geese, they can talk When you're hungry you sleep and when you're thirsty you eat And rape occurs almost constantly Satan is the king of pain He's also the king of hell He's the god of this town You sacrifice your first born child to him Russiatown
2.
Drinkin' 02:52
I drink White Lightnin' when the coyotes are out But them goddamned coyotes won't leave me alone Mamma said son, "You know drinking is bad." But she had to get drunk to have sex with my Dad Glifton, he loves to beat his wife Thank Christ he married Old Granddad on ice Mr. Barteneder don't be so slow I got time for another and a six pack to go If drinkin's a sin, the devil's my friend So give me a shot of what's left of the gin I built my house out of beer bottles But I drank too much whiskey, now it's all broken glass I went to Tucson to see my old lady She didn't have a nose so I drove back home I don't need housing and I don't need women I just need a bottle that I can crawl in Give me a bourbon or give me a beer I'd listen to your story but I cut off my ear If drinkin's a sin, the devil's my friend So give me a shot of what's left of the gin My wife got pregnant with a bottle of a Schnapps The nurse and the doctors, they all called the cops When they got there, we partied 'till dawn I named that bottle Paul, Peter, and John I had my first drink at the age of 3 I picked a bottle from the whiskey tree I grabbed it and I drank it and I got real drunk I learned how to cry and I learned how to fuck If drinkin's a sin, the devil's my friend So give me a shot of what's left of the gin
3.
First To Go 03:44
Can I pay for some gifts so I can share 'em And I'll pay with a kiss and a hung One of these days, I'll be sure to get paid And I'll pay you with more than my love Now darlin' I know you're weary But I can't give what I have none of One of these days, I'll stop being your slave And I'll reach back out for your love We can't kick this together And we can't kick this alone I don't want to see you die tomorrow So I hope that I'm the first to go When I met you, you were young and you were healthy And then I introduced you to hell The light in your eyes flew away with the flies So lets go find something else to sell You puked in your sleep so I rolled you over And for a second I thought you were dead I said a quick prayer and I checked your pulse And I remembered the last thing you said We can't kick this together And we can't kick this alone I don't want to see you die tomorrow So I hope that I'm the first to go Our lives are now worn out and weary What once used to fit like a glove One of these days we’ll get out of this place And I'll see you in heaven above We can't kick this together And we can't kick this alone I don't want to see you die tomorrow So I hope that I'm the first to go
4.
Maggie 01:51
Maggie was a bitch and Maggie was a whore But I never wished to see her walking out of that door Maggie was cute but she sure was profane Maggie had a sweet tooth for uncut cocaine Maggie come home Get out of that fat man's truck Maggie liked her cigarettes Virginia Slim and long Maggie liked anything that people deemed wrong Honkey tonk heels and a snake skin dress She was looking real fine but she's still a damn mess Maggie come home Get out of that fat man's truck Maggie was a hottie but Maggie was a child, And Maggie liked to go out and get real wild Maggie left the house at the age of sixteen That's the last time anybody ever saw her clean Maggie come home Get out of that fat man's truck Maggie was a princess, Maggie was a brat Maggie'd get ya off in five seconds flat Maggie's gonna fall down, Maggie's gonna cry Maggie's gonna get hurt, and Maggie's gonna die Maggie come home Get out of that fat man's truck Maggie was a bitch and Maggie was a whore But I never wished to see her walking out of that door Maggie was cute but she sure was profane Maggie had a sweet tooth for uncut cocaine Maggie come home Get out of that fat man's truck
5.
Preacher 03:27
Bill was a preacher that rode into town The town, the town, it was Russiatown He found a lot by the cancer boy's tomb Across the street from Satan's Old Saloon Why, oh why, Ol' Bill (Why ol' Bill) Why build a ball on a hill? With wood and nail, he hammered up a temple To teach us sinners to live life more simple But the kinfolk of the town, they hated his guts With all of their hearts, and the shit from their butts Why, oh why, Ol' Bill (Why ol' Bill) Why build a ball on a hill? We don't need no preacher spitting lore Telling us we can't drink, gamble, or whore Don't need your rules boy, 'cause we got our own They're written in blood, booze, and skeleton bones Burn down your church with our torches and flame The devil had you cursed from the moment you came Praise Jesus (And the devil belongs to me)
6.
Skeleton Dan 03:03
Skeleton Dan with his skeleton hands He understands the dead man's plans Skeleton Dan, he's a skeleton man Burned on the cross by the Ku Klux Klan Skeleton Dan, he's a Wall Street man Wears a pinstripe suit and a ring on his hand Skeleton Dan, he plays kick the can and if you Spin the bottle you can kiss the man Skeleton Dan Skeleton Dan, he was playing in the sand And then the sun came out, gave him a skele-tan Skelton Dan, he's a skell of a man He'll fry ya some bacon in his frying' pan! Skelton Dan, Dan Dan Dan He plays the bones in his skeleton band Skeleton Dan, he's a Mengele fan S-K-E-L-E TON DAN!!! Skeleton Dan
7.
Back in 200 BC When I was alive and free I had a lady, you see I loved her and she loved me But then she decided to cheat With a griffin Caught her lippin' at his beak And I just broke down in defeat Forced to wander 'lone in the street 'Cause she's the ghost that haunts you She's the ghost that haunts you Every day I see her when I look up at the moon I see her in the cancer boy's tomb I see her in Satan's Old Saloon I see her a goddamned lot 'Cause she's the ghost that haunts you She's the ghost that haunts you Every day Satan, he tortures for fun He works without a whip or a gun And pain, well it weighs a ton I'd rather have sex with the sun No I don't believe in ghosts Raise a glass, let's have a toast I don't believe you I can't see you I've been told death works this way When you die, that's the way you stay I don't believe you I can't see you But she's the ghost that haunts me She's the ghost that haunts me Every day
8.
Boot Stomp 03:02
Had a pretty lady by the name of Red Boot stomp Tried to check her pulse but she was already dead Boot stomp Drove her to the cemetery and I buried her bones Now I'm sittin' on her tombstone all alone Boot Stomp Tired of pickin' cotton and workin' the rails Boot stomp Told my boss that he can go to hell Boot stomp Packed up my Chevy now I'm ready to go I'm gonna drive down south to Mexico Boot Stomp Jimmy the Noose, he tried to cheat me at cards Boot stomp Now the boys call him Ole Jimmy the Scar Boot stomp Never cheat a man who doesn't gamble for fun Or you'll be staring down the barrel of a goddamned gun Boot Stomp Had a pretty lady by the name of death Boot stomp She stole my heart with my very last breath Boot stomp Ask me 'bout the legacy that I left behind I'll tell ya seven dead men and a cocaine line
9.
Horse 04:26
I had a horse Eighteen years old I had a horse His name was Steel Roll That horse was a mean horse Hoof strong Eyes of red flame His soul was black as coal I rode into war with him Through hell and back again Through death and glory Saddle Up We got lost in the desert No way to get home Steel Roll was dyin' I was starvin' (you gotta eat) Steel Roll, he looked at me, "You know what you gotta do." I killed my only friend that night So I could make it out alive I had a horse He tasted like a broken man Saddle Up
10.
Snakes 03:46
My mommy was A great big whore My dad, he bought her At the candy store And I became a sailor At the age of three And I spoke in tongues Across the seven seas I'm all covered in snakes My mommy was A professional killer She murdered fifty men By the age of ten I got my first gun By the age of one I'd shoot sheriffs dead Just for some fun I'm all covered in snakes My mother was a pale horse known only to ancient Sumerian children sacrificed in the name of Beelzebub, the 11th Scourge of God Her goat head did rage in the loins of the Morning Star where she drowned in Satan's black placenta And she was thrown out of hell and tumbled a thousand miles on the road to Russiatown where she landed in the Devil's Dirt And that is where she will remain, and that is where she gave birth to me, for I am the Soil Child And the Devil belongs to me The devil belongs to me The devil belongs to me And the devil belongs to me Our daddy was A hate machine He liked his women Like he liked to be mean He screwed our mommies They were sisters three Then he hopped on a horse And decided to flee I'm all covered in snakes

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released May 29, 2015

MUSICIANS

Doug Austin-vocals, guitars
Holden McNeely- vocals
Marcus Parks- drums, percussion,
Carly Goodspeed- vocals
Devin Castaldi-Micca- Bass
Mike Leuis- pedal steel (tracks 3,7), shaker (track 6)
Justin Austin- rhodes (track 6), upright piano (track 5)
Jessica Sennett- musical saw (track 7)

Produced & Engineered by Mike Leuis
Mixed by Mike Leuis
Mastered by Sam Shaffer
Artwork by Reid Faylor




Thanks Haus of Nod, Myrtle/Bway, Big Boy, Sasquatch, Skeleton Dan, Waylon & Willie, Jackie & Ed, Chris Taylor, Murderfist, Ben & Henry, Rebecca Trent, BGS, Jon Caruso, the devil, Preacher Bill, mom, dad & fam

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