Uploaded November 2020 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
This week on Sundays w/ Mary we welcome our super friend BettySoo to the show!!!
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This week on Sundays w/ Mary we welcome our super friend BettySoo to the show!!!
Tips appreciated, but not required:
Venmo: @marygauthiersongs
Paypal.me/marygauthiersongs
Don't forget to stop by the merch table...
marygauthier.com/store
bettysoo.com/store
![Mary Gauthier - The Ledge [Audio]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/m2SdrryyNsU/mqdefault.jpg "Mary Gauthier - The Ledge [Audio]
The Ledge by Mary Gauthier
Album: Filth & Fire (2002)
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LYRICS
Under water, under the well under glass, under a ground swell
Chasing bliss, chasing my tail chasing desire, straight down to hell
I couldn’t love, could not forgive didn’t know how to live and let live
My choices were few on the ledge, looking up at you
Over drawn, over fed, over run, over my head
I held a grudge, I held a gun, held contempt for everyone
I couldn’t cry, I couldn’t learn I didn’t flinch when bridges burned
I was lost, through and through on the ledge, looking up at you.
I lived alone, I lived in rage I lived in darkness inside a cage
On the fringe, a refugee I couldn’t trace it back to me
I grew mean, I grew small I grew tired of it all
I couldn’t tell false from true on the ledge, looking up at you.
Out of luck, out of time out of control, out of my mind
Running scared, running down running low to the ground
The blows were hard, the blows were mean
The blows were low, the hits were clean
I was left black and blue on the ledge, looking up at you.")
![Mary Gauthier - I Drink (Live at Blue Rock) [Audio]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/nc7kyU2btgs/mqdefault.jpg "Mary Gauthier - I Drink (Live at Blue Rock) [Audio]
Mary Gauthier performs I Drink live at Blue Rock
Written by Mary Gauthier and Crit Harmon
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He’d get home at 5:30, fix his drink,
And sit down in his chair,
Pick a fight with mama,
Complain about us kids getting in his hair.
At night he’d sit alone and smoke
I’d see his frown behind his lighter’s flame
Now that same frown’s in my mirror
I got my daddy’s blood inside my veins
Fish swim birds fly
Daddies yell mamas cry
Old men sit and think
I drink
Chicken TV dinner 6 minutes on defrost, 3 on high
A beer to wash it down with
Then another, a little whiskey on the side it’s not so bad alone here
Don’t bother me that every night’s the same
I don’t need another lover hanging round, trying to make me change
Fish swim birds fly
Lovers leave by and by
Old men sit and think
I drink
I know what I am
But I don’t give a damn
Fish swim birds fly
Daddies yell mama’s cry
Old men sit and think
I drink")
