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Coldwater Line by Jesse Cade and the Highballers, sleeve

R-203 · 45 single · A/B

Coldwater Line

Jesse Cade and the Highballers

2 tracks · 5:23 · $0.99 from PACEX

In the PACEX catalogue from day one.

Both sides

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  1. AColdwater Line2:41
    [Verse 1]
    The whistle didn't blow today at half past five a.m.,
    First morning in eleven years I laid there listenin' for them.
    The company put a padlock where my daddy punched his card —
    Now the only thing still runnin' is the dog out in the yard.
    
    [Chorus]
    But I ain't leavin' Coldwater, this town still knows my name,
    The bank can take the mill, boys, but the river runs the same.
    My people cleared this valley 'fore the company drew a line —
    They can close down every whistle... they can't close down what's mine.
    
    [Verse 2]
    Now Earl's gone up to Wichita and Charlie's gone to sea,
    And the diner's servin' coffee to just the clock and me.
    My wife says, "Honey, swallow hard, there's work in Bakersfield" —
    But a man that's built on bedrock, Lord, he don't know how to yield.
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Pedal Steel Solo]
    
    [Final Chorus]
    They can close down every whistle... but they can't... close down... what's mine.
    🔒
  2. BA Little Less House2:42
    [Verse 1]
    We sold the place with seven rooms
    And half an acre out behind
    I watched you take the curtains down
    And wondered what was on your mind
    You wrapped your mother's china up
    I couldn't meet your eye
    You said, "Before you break your heart
    Come see what this can buy"
    
    [Chorus]
    A little less house
    A little more living
    A little less owing
    At the end of every week
    You don't need seven rooms
    To tell me that you love me
    In a little less house
    You won't have far to speak
    
    [Verse 2]
    The kitchen barely holds us both
    The wardrobe won't go through the door
    You laughed and took your Sunday shoes
    And lined them up along the floor
    We ate our supper from the pan
    The table hadn't come
    You said, "I never liked that table
    You sat too far away, hon"
    
    [Chorus]
    A little less house
    A little more living
    A little less owing
    At the end of every week
    You don't need seven rooms
    To tell me that you love me
    In a little less house
    You won't have far to speak
    
    [Bridge]
    There's a mark upon the wallpaper
    Where somebody hung a clock
    We'll put our wedding picture there
    And leave the back door unlocked
    
    [Final Chorus]
    A little less house
    A little more living
    A little less owing
    At the end of every week
    You don't need seven rooms
    To tell me that you love me
    In a little less house
    You won't have far to speak
    🔒

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