Gravy In The Grave

from Hang Me Out to Dry by Trip McCool

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Oh my people come from Dublin, but me I’m from the street
The rounders and the grifters shine the shoes right off your feet
It’s darkest in the light of day, you peek down in a hole
A drunkard tries to catch a rat to save a baby’s soul
Baby soul, baby soul, Catch a rat to save a baby’s soul

I joined the Irish Rifles it was 1917
I’d save the States, save the frogs, save the bloody King
The gangster pound from Ironbound, we swore we’d lick ‘em all
‘Til I was cryin’ in the trenches when the night would fall
Night would fall, night would fall crying for me ma when night would fall

The bombs they blew my ears off, my nerves are broken glass
The winter froze my fingers, the sergeant chewed my ass
My feet commenced to rotting, I lost the old back bone
I coughed a crippled lung up, half of me is coming home
Coming home, coming home, less than half of me is coming home

You give a boy the devil’s job it ends in silent screams
Then angels mop the blood of men that cannot wake from dreams
You’re punished if you’re catholic, you get the Irish curse
You end up like your father in the gutter, maybe worse
Maybe worse, maybe worse you end up in the gutter maybe worse

The truth is where you find it, it’s lying here and there
And money’s just as wispy as the coal smoke in the air
A pork chop hits the table and it’s divied up 5 ways
Ya dream about potatoes and the gravy in the grave
In the grave, in the grave, ya dream about the gravy in the grave
In the grave, in the grave, sweet Jesus give me gravy in the grave

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from Hang Me Out to Dry, released February 17, 2020

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Trip McCool Holly Springs, North Carolina

I put on the guitar and sing as if my ancestors were listening; and I truly believe they are so I better not disappoint them. Trip is the part of my soul that never forgot the sacrifices they made. My people rose up from the Irish mud to make a better life for me. I write songs for them, for my people, the immigrants, the poor, the salt of the earth. It's all true, even the lies. ... more

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