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Cradle Switch

by Cradle Switch

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1.
Loaded or empty, uphill or down Rollin' across country or stuck downtown I get fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Eastbound, westbound, rain or snow Always a day late and I gotta go But I get fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Hear the thunder of the engine, choir of the tires Road's gettin' steeper, that mountain's gettin' higher But I get fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile I lost her just a year ago, I hear those grave winds sigh No one to tell me now how the hell not to cry Fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Fifteen tears per mile, fifteen tears per mile Oooooh....
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Hoochie Coo 03:31
I'd walk down each road of yours I'd call up every phone I'd kick in every locked up door Until I brought you home I'd search for you , go room by room No matter how I try Your hoochie coo goes boom, boom, boom I need it or I'll die Gotta have it or I'll die I get a little hoochie coo each time I run on you I've always been a man of faith but lately Lord, who knew A little witchy in a woman really ain't that bad But you and your hoochie coo could drive a preacher mad Drive this creature mad If I knew what-all I know I'd stay ten miles from you Never wind up where you go Avoid them things you do Once you're near my humble home Get a fever through and through Chilblains rattle in my bones Come down with hoochie coo Pure fit of hoochie coo Wait until three buzzards fly Before you ride to town Don't leave home under purple sky Unless the leaves are brown Never saddle a buckskin horse Got a brand-new shoe And stay away from the girls of course What got that hoochie coo They got that hoochie coo
3.
Rear Ended 02:47
Now I gotta tell ya, life just isn’t fair My clothes don’t fit, my seams are split, and I’m sunk down in despair Well I been doing some thinkin', I think I got more than my share And why I gotta be a big bottom gal (big bottom gal) Now sister is so slender, she's tall and she is chic Now when her eyes fall on my thighs I turn the other cheek And mother has a derriere, looks just like the one on me So why I gotta be da big bottom gal (big bottom gal)             Well it follows me all over town, standin’ up or sittin’ down Fillin’ out my old blue jeans and makin’ it’s presence known                       Now what is so wrong with some junk in the trunk, it enhances my stride with a little more spunk And I know all the guys like it plumper and round, so why is it always just bringin’ me down And why I gotta be a big bottom gal (big bottom gal) Well I run, I ride the bicycle, I paddle and I row And I’m always watchin’ what I eat, and hopin’ it doesn’t show It seems no matter what I do, there’s one place it all goes And why I gotta be a big bottom gal (big bottom gal) Well, hips like a boys are the latest great thing and I think that’s been true now since 1916                Well I never no never did fit in the mold and this flaunting of fashion is getting so old Never did want to be counter culture but I never could squeeze into fashion couture And why I gotta be a big bottom gal  (big bottom gal) Big bottom gal, why I gotta be a big... bottom… gal Mmhmmmmmmm...
4.
I wanted to sail around the horn when I was just a kid I wanted the scars and the broken bones of those who did and lived I'm not aware of anyone who dreams of hunting whales On frozen decks with iron spears, shouting against the gales Round the horn I had to be born Rig my halyard high Round the horn I had to be born To come about and die I do not live now near the sea but when I close my eyes I see the kelp caught in the rocks and blowholes in the sky Smell canvas drying in the sun and oakum on the deck I hear the roar of bow-spray blowing back on face and neck Two-inch hawsers, braided hemp, longboats, kegs and oars Block and tackle, booms and spars, salt-cod by the score But when I lie down late at night I can feel by pitch and yaw We're runnin' afore the wind just like a river rat through the straw
5.
I'm hitched to that man like a wagon Two babies and I don't know how I'll ever be free to live my own life For now I'm just biding my time Well I don't know what I was thinking Too young to know my own mind I reap what I've sown and my little girls Live in an unhappy home And it's a long row to hoe When the sun on your back leaves you cold And the rain won't make anything grow And the dirt on your hands is all you hold It's a hardscrabble life that I'm living I fend for myself deep inside With non one to save me or take me away Hard times are my price to pay And it's always the plight of a woman To give up on all of her cares Working and waiting, a smile on her face And inside, a heart full of tears And it's a long row to hoe When the sun burning down feels so cold And the rain won't make anything grow And the dirt on your hands is all you hold It's a dark, cloudy day here in my heart A cold wind blows right through my soul But I'll set my sights on the farthest horizon Where sorrow will find me no more But it's a long row to hoe When the sun burning down feels so cold And the rain won't make anything grow And the dirt on your hands is all you hold Oh, regret weighs on me like a stone
6.
They say the bank that it was robbed It was dark and late Cop car was stolen Sheriff's daughter was raped But I swear to you boys And I know how it sounds I ain't never been down to Elizabethtown I've been here, I've been there, I've been all around But I never set foot in Elizabethtown Someone saw someone The jury believed They say they saw someone Looked kinda like me I swear on the bible When the sun went down I was five hundred miles From Elizabethtown I've been here, I've been there, I've been all around But you never saw me in Elizabethtown It's been thirteen long years Locked up inside No one will believe me And God knows I've tried It'll be seven more 'fore parole comes around And I can be rid of Elizabethtown I've been here, I've been there, I've been all around But you'll never catch me in Elizabethtown No you'll never catch me in Elizabethtown
7.
Little darlin', love is not a crime If it is, then let me do my time Lock my heart up, throw away the key I'm a prisoner that don't wanna go free Come on baby, kill me with a kiss Come on make me die of happiness I know whiskey makes a man a fool But darlin', whiskey ain't got nothin' on you Tell the doctor he ain't got no cure I'm a goner, baby that's for sure Tell the lawman he ain't got no gun That could hurt me like the way you've done Love can taste as sweet as muscat wine But then go down more like turpentine Little darlin', skies were meant to be blue Songbirds to sing and I was meant to love you
8.
On the Walloomsac River there's a paper mill And the dirty water runs right by my door And that old covered bridge must've seen it all It's been there for a hundred years or more And they open a pipe every single day In the side of that concrete factory wall And what they let loose turns the river grey And I'm afraid it's gonna to kill us all Well we fish that river and we take a swim Wadin’ in the murky current there No idea what we're gettin’ in And nobody ‘round us seems to care And somethin’ surges like the blood from a wound Out the pipe in that crumblin’ factory wall And it muddies the waters like the clouds do the moon And I'm afraid it's gonna kill us all And the rains bring the river creepin’ close Like a guest that was never any friend In the well, in the air, in the garden rows Quietly, slowly poisoning And what rushes right out the side of the mill Is like a bomb that is slowly goin’ off Whatever it is makes the fishes lie still And I hope and pray it doesn't kill us all Now Artie never lived to be a man The cancer took him long before his time And every single house in the neighborhood Has seen its share of misery and cryin’ And a torrent tumbles out of the side of the mill Rainin’ down that daily dose of scum We watch and we wait, and we wonder who will… Survive, and who will succumb How many will it take before it's done It's like a slow tickin’ kind of a bomb We're all prayin’ that our turn will never come…
9.
No one was out in hour eleven No one was watching one last moonrise In the town they all slept, undisturbed by my engines Though I tore through the still of their midnight sky Twenty one years, I lied about my age They taught me to fly, they gave me a plane And with my country as my witness, and my orders to obey It was midnight on the water when I blew that town away Midnight on the water Moon, town, sky Midnight on the water Goodbye I know that town, or another just like it I have brothers and sisters and a mother still there In my dream they are sleeping down by the water It's a beautiful picture from high in the air Then I'm down in the town calling everybody's name No one can hear me, no one can see the plane And then I wake up in a cold sweat—every night it is the same Midnight on the water and I can't go home again
10.
I don't worry ‘bout the way I act I ain't troubled by matters of fact Blowin’ like a breeze all over town No need to put my suitcase down, no need to put my suitcase down I'm thinkin' maybe I'll go for a ride Wander ‘round to the other side Have a look-see, think it all through I got nothin’ better to do, I got nothin’ better to do And I know, I could be The king of the hill or his little queen bee But I don't, ever see How that could be the life for me, no that ain't the life for me I don't ever gotta be anywhere Livin’ life is my only care I don't answer to nobody but me And I'm keepin’ good company, yes I'm keepin’ good company I got to have a little get-up-and-go Maybe sip another cuppa that Joe Rollin’ on like the river’s tide My locomotion’s all in my stride, my locomotion’s all in my stride What I have is what I can hold Free and easy down the open road Movin’ along to the feel of that beat That rhythm’s playin’ out in my feet, I can feel the rhythm down in my feet like -scat-

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Our first studio album. 8 originals, and 2 songs by songwriters we love.

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released September 7, 2017

Ferrilyn Sourdiffe
vocals, guitar, banjo

Dave Lawlor
vocals, guitar, mandolin

Kate Ritter
fiddle, harmony vocals

David Cuite
upright bass

David Norman
drums, percussion

Production credits:

Recorded at Edie Road Recording Studio, Argyle, NY; Marc Fuller; engineer

Additional production/engineering: Matt Scott

Mixed by Ryan Kelly (rskaudio.com) at Top Floor Studios, Gothenburg, Sweden. Mix Assistant: KJ Melgoza. Special thanks to Jakob Herrmann of Top Floor Studios. Additional mixing at MiraVe Studios, Jersey City, NJ

Mastered by Andreas Andersson, servantstudio.com, Malmö, Sweden

Photography:
Cover, disc: F. Sourdiffe
All others: Jonathan Barber

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Cradle Switch Cambridge, New York

Cradle Switch is a 5-piece acoustic Americana group, based in Cambridge, NY. Tunes include originals and a range of songs drawing from bluegrass, country, folk, and a little blues. Members: Ferrilyn Sourdiffe (vocals, guitar, banjo), Dave Lawlor (vocals, guitar, mandolin), Kate Ritter (fiddle, harmony vocals), David Cuite (upright bass), David Norman (drums & percussion). ... more

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