Meg Barnhouse: Music

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I was groovin' to the bluesman on my radio, 'til I heard "If you ever leave me, if you try to go, girl I'll see you in the graveyard, I'll cut you with a knife -- mess you up so ugly you won't be nobody's wife. Ooh, you better stay beside me, you better watch your step 'cause I'm the man who loves you to death."
So I sang, "Oh Brother, I got something on my soul. If your woman wants to leave you, why not just let her go? You don't have to slash her tires, you don't have to bruise her arm, you don't have to get revenge, you don't have to do no harm. Find some friends who'll be a comfort, feel sad when it comes. Don't argue with her, Baby. When a woman's done, she's done.
You may want to learn to listen. Ask her how she likes to kiss. Say you love to see her dancing, the way she moves her hips. Send her a loving letter, say she just lights up a room. Say her hand in yours feels better than a rose's finest bloom. You could learn to do the dishes, watch a little less TV, be a good daddy to your children, Baby, are you hearing me?
Give your heart but not your soul, yeah. It's too heavy for her to hold. She's dropped it in the dirt and you're shivering in the cold. So sing your saddest blues, everybody's felt the pain. We've been burned by the fire and left out in the rain.. You don't capture her heart by taking her last breath, Baby. Please don't be the man who loves her to death.
Well now you've got me preaching. I have to simmer down. Reasoning with the broken hearted ain't the smartest game in town. Sing your heart out Baby, we feel you when you're blue. It ain't cool to hurt nobody. Come on, get a clue. Or let me put it this way, if you threaten, if you cut, you ain't cool no more -- we will prosecute your butt.
Be cool now, Bluesman, get a clue.........