Uploaded August 2020 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Sundays w/ Mary welcomes legendary songwriter Rodney Crowell!!
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Rodney Crowell has penned five No. 1 hits, toured with Emmylou Harris as a member of the Hot Band, and continues to release and tour excellent records. We are honored to have him join us. Tune in on Sunday, August 9th at 2:00 PM, CDT.
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Sundays w/ Mary welcomes legendary songwriter Rodney Crowell!!
Benefitting Music Health Alliance
Rodney Crowell has penned five No. 1 hits, toured with Emmylou Harris as a member of the Hot Band, and continues to release and tour excellent records. We are honored to have him join us. Tune in on Sunday, August 9th at 2:00 PM, CDT.
Donations during the stream can be made here:
musichealthalliance.com/donate-to-heal
Paypal: Paypal.me/MusicHealthAlliance
Venmo: @musichealthalliance
Please write "SPOTIFY MATCHING DONATION" in the memo/comment section and Spotify will match your donation!
![Mary Gauthier - The Last Of The Hobo Kings (Live at Blue Rock) [Audio]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/kqsfFfRpM_4/mqdefault.jpg "Mary Gauthier - The Last Of The Hobo Kings (Live at Blue Rock) [Audio]
Mary Gauthier performs The Last of the Hobo Kings live at Blue Rock.
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LYRICS
Steam Train Maury died last night his wife Wanda by his side
Caught the Westbound out of here hopped the high irons to the by and by
They say he jumped ten thousand trains rode a million miles for free
Helped out at VA hospitals and penitentiary’s
Dandy Dave, Rusty Nails and Sweet Lady Sugar Cane
Dead Eye Kate and the Baloney Kid raise their cups tonight in Steam Train’s name
Senators, congressmen, puppets on a string
Among the windswept vagabonds Steam Train was the king
The last of the hobo kings, the last of the hobo kings
Bums just drink and wander round tramps dream and wander too
But a hobo was a pioneer who preferred to work for food
He knew how his nation’s doing by the length of a sidewalk cigarette butt
Born with an aching wanderlust embedded in his gut
Hounded, beaten, laughed at, broke chased out of every town
With a walking stick scepter and a shredded coffee can crown
The last of the hobo king, the last of the hobo kings
The last free men are hoboes Steinbeck said, and he paid cash
The stories that he bought from them helped him write the Grapes of Wrath
But boxcars have been sealed for years and trespassers do time
And the railroad yards are razor wired and hoboing’s a crime
So here’s to you Steam Train Maury hold that Westbound tight
As you ride off into history the last hobo, the last ride
The last of the hobo king, the last of the hobo kings")
![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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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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LYRICS
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")
