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lyrics

In downtown Marshall on a Friday night,
Beneath the knotty pine and the depot lights,
A good ol’ boy making a six-string hum,
The stars and stripes hung across the room
As a backdrop for lonesome country tunes
All pining for a time that probably never was.

Bodies move in the warm night air
Sweet perfume and slicked back hair
A place where time don’t care

They danced like everyone was watching
They danced like to save their souls
They danced like to teach us a lesson
About how to hold on, and when to let go
They danced like no one dances anymore

The regular crowd was growing thin
When a younger couple took the floor again
He held her close, like he knew what he had
She moved like water, they moved as one
They moved like the work of the day was done
And the smile in her eyes filled up the room

Hand in hand and cheek to heart
It wouldn’t matter if the world fell apart
Their love a work of art

They danced like everyone was watching
They danced like to save their souls
They danced like to teach us a lesson
About how to hold on, and when to let go
They danced like no one dances anymore

And in those moments we were moved
By the gravity of all we’d come together there to do
To share the night, to share a song
In the shadow of the mountains,
where roots run deep and strong
What we’d been missing had been there all along

We danced like everyone was watching
We danced like to save our souls
We danced like to learn a lesson
About how to hold on and when to let go

We danced like everyone was watching
We danced like to save our souls
We danced like to learn a lesson
About how to hold on and when to let go
We danced like no one dances anymore

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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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