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Very Best of the Clancy Brothers: Classic Folk, Rebel and Drinking Songs (The Clancy Brothers) · Pete Seeger's Rainbow Quest: The Stanley Brothers/Doc Watson [DVD] (Pete Seeger) · The Stanley Brothers & the Clinch Mountain Boys (The Stanley Brothers) · Songs of the Stanley Brothers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Long Journey Home: Bluegrass Songs of the Stanley Brothers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Mac Wiseman, Jimmy Martin, Stanley Brothers (Mac Wiseman) · The Best of the Stanley Brothers: 20th Century Masters/The Millennium Colle (The Stanley Brothers) · Best of the Best of the Stanley Brothers (The Stanley Brothers) · The Stanley Brothers (The Stanley Brothers) · The Best of the Stanley Brothers: 20th Century Masters/The Millennium Colle (The Stanley Brothers) – and 90 other albums »


stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling

Alone here in the kitchen
I
the soup
Bent like a bow or a 'bow' or a U
Drinking water from the spout of the fountain of youth
Then we foam at the mouth or we howl at the moon

HMM
own a whole puzzle
And everyone allegedly under you, begging just to guzzle from your fountain of fresh
(Hashtag)
Fuck outta here, they rather stay
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more
Drinking lemonade from the magical fountain

Holiday trips in a Volkswagen camper
Children locked into an old picnic hamper
Let them loose to play in
case, 
Drink that and listen to the Stanley Brothers and then we'd go get a tape of Jim and Jesse and it was on to the Kentucky Colonels and Mack Wiseman
Gonna raise one for him tonight

With my Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about
If you're weary from climbin' mountains and you've been troubled with heavy rain
If you're drinkin' from a fountain that never cleanses your thirsty
brother
They raise a glass of amber wine
Take pictures of each other
Of the policemen in the fountains
And the sickle and the hammer
And they came with
and talking,

(Have you heard about the orphan, sitting by the coffin)

At the same time as he was taking the stanley knife out of
The bag. He pushed
I'm drinking wine in the morning
I just can't seem to stop
Snorting blue collar gak from a black hooker's arse
And the mirrorball's starting
film by Stanley Kubrick.
First it's tragedy then farce then they'll kick you in the arse,
When you tempt the gods with arrogance and hubris.

Well
in recent times
Drinking down the breath of brothers

And you might think that it's your world and the rest of us
Should fall away
In forty moons
heavy from drinking
Where the sad, silent song made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking

I lived by the window as he talked
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels was
more
From the drinking well
Can't grow no corn no more, no more, out here on my land
We're at the mercy, mercy of the government man

And then I
imagines women drinking from it
What it looked like, how it sounded
Trickling down their throats

Peanut has a brother, lost his father
Hardly sees his
love
Drinking poison from a golden cup
While anger, brother of fear, creeps like a knife into your heart

Looking back on yesteryear
Seems like,
off of Little Debbie snack cakes
Supposed to be checking e-mails
All I got is messages from ass naked females

I don't know a Jenny, she said it's
they thought it was funny 
But who's the dummy 

Now you done lost the hustler 
A down-ass brother got replaced by a buster 
And though I got love
they thought it was funny 
But who's the dummy 

Now you done lost the hustler 
A down-ass brother got replaced by a buster 
And though I got love
is plucked from a boundless hole of perception, 
Doomed to endure flaws of its fountain. 
The boy will one day cross the mountains.

And reunite
to the wilderness, the all-seeing eye
Can't follow cause I hide in the hollow of holy mountains
Drinking spring water from natural fountains
Eatin berries and fruits,
hurts that he's still shaking from those secrets that were told
By a car closed up too tight and a heart turned cold

And I went to San Diego,