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Blue Ridge Moonshine Blues
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Lyrics transcript
Reviewed lyrics for Blue Ridge Moonshine Blues.
The commonwealth wind, she whispers through the scrap
Pears diamond city walls, the children never gather
Saw her standing there with that trench coat worn and thin
Eyes like a wolf's lantern, a story about to begin
Said her name was Papa, a pen behind her ear
Talking about the truth and banishing all fear
I just grunted till my hair felt that sting of Nuka Cola in my gut
She asked about the institute and said sun was all a fuss
Oh, the blue red moonshine blues that burn a little clean
Wash away the wreckage of what might have been
She ain't no saint and I ain't no prize
But sometimes in the darkness you just need honest eyes
We walked through broken highways, Pass-rusted out old cars
Found a raid of camp burning Underneath the fading stars
She pulled out her pistol, Never even flinched a bit
Said some stories gotta end before they can truly hit
Shared a can of pork and beans by a flickering camp light
Talked about the old world and what felt wrong and right
She saw the shadows in me, the ones I tried to hide
Didn't flinch or look away, just sat there by my side
Oh, the Blue Ridge moonshine blues, they burn a little clean
Wash away the wreckage of what might have been
She ain't no saint
And I ain't no prize
But sometimes in the darkness
You just need honest eyes