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​Born up in the bluegrass, before it made a sound
Pennyroyal in your veins, so bitter going down
Prophetic slip of papa’s pen,
Your name became a weight,
to ​​Carry
to Carry A ​​Nation,

Mother ​​Mary’s shattered memory, Victoria in rags,
A country sore divided, you did what you could to save
One marriage dead and buried before the body cooled,
​Spirits calling westward, the ​child of a fool,
Yours to ​Carry
to Carry A Nation

Can you ​rest now, severe in black of grave
Can you sleep now, with so many ​]left to save
Does it ​haunt you? Those ​spirits flowing free,
Can you ​bury, bury your ​hatchet, ​Carry A ​​Nation?

​Another husband lends his name, a banner for your cause
As rocks cry out for justice in the stony voice of God
“Go forth to dark Kiowa, and set those spirits free”
Smashers in your kerchief, heart ​filled with zealous glee,
you ​Carry,
Carry A ​Nation

​Temperance your cause, but abstinence your aim
The rocks proved true, but not true enough, hatchetiation a better game Turning blade to stave in seedy joints, the power of your arm
​Drawing women to your cause, to ​​save their men from harm
Go ​Carry
Carry A ​Nation

Can you ​rest now, se​vere in black of grave
Can you sleep now, with so many ​]left to save
Does it ​haunt you? Those ​spirits flowing free,
Can you ​bury, bury your ​hatchet, ​Carry A ​​Nation?

Three ​dozen county jail cells could not tamp your fire down,
Cursed by every barkeep in every dusty town,
They beat you and they mocked you, yet you refused to yield
Until the spirits left you, ​fallen in a field
Dead and ​buried,
Carry A ​Nation

Can you ​mend a broken heart that fuels an awful quest?
Can you mourn a broken body that knows its final rest?
Can you right a wrong before its done, undrink that bitter cup?
Can you ​​name the fear that’s haunting you, and ​​say enough’s enough? Must you carry,
Carry A Nation?

Can you ​rest now, se​vere in black of grave
Can you sleep now, with so many ​]left to save
Does it ​haunt you? Those ​spirits flowing free,
Can you ​bury, bury your ​hatchet, ​Carry A ​​Nation?

Can you ​rest now, se​vere in black of grave
Can you sleep now, with so many ​]left to save
Does it ​haunt you? Those ​spirits flowing free,
Can you ​bury, bury your ​hatchet, ​Carry A ​​Nation?

Bury your hatchet.

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from Bury Your Hatchet, released June 17, 2020
Written by Brian Sullivan

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Piedmont Temperance Movement Charlotte, North Carolina

A folk-ish quartet from Charlotte, NC. Four strapping gents picking, strumming, and mellifluously singing songs old and new. Goodtime vibes, eclectic sets.

"Moving Temperance out of the Piedmont one drink at a time"

"Good time portents and nostalgic laments for the world weary and spirit thirsty soul"

Brian "Doc" Sullivan
Adam "Hitch" Nannini
Graham "Buster" McGoogan
Matthew "Kidd" Files
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