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Low Loretta

from The Cut Rug by Conestoga Trace

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Low Loretta won't you come with your fine dime,
Oh in the middle you feel like falling down the stairs,
You might care, you might carry under there
My back pack, my new shoes things I've lost
I've sold through you, you know my name
Heard it's my fault, held my hand you never let off.
Won't you be my bottom dress in the middle?
Fit like a fiddle, oh you're falling down.

Sweet Loretta, you come on home.
The pastor's gone find you, and bring the robe.
Sweet Rose sweet Rose..
Sweet Loretta, you come on home with your bitterness.
The pastor's gone cut you down and turn you around
to something that you've never heard of..

Grows in rows, in rows, in rows,
Grows in Rose, in Rose.
Said it, grows in rows, in rows, in Rose.

Fast like a fire cause she's quick to forgive.
She loves what she has but she's never got shit
She doesn't have a clue, but she loves the sight of you.
Yeah, she lives on our street and put feet on our table
Yeah, she comes to our house cause she knows we got cable.
She doesn't have a clue, buts she loves the sight of you,
My man , my man, my man.

She's four foot her stocking are ripped,
Lips like a liar but she cracks like a whip
And I know, I think she lost the war.
He's four foot, stalking the net.
Short stacked and maybe just a little too small
He said his brother was ten feet tall.

Sold out all her soul
She gave it all away for some candy gold.
I sold out all my soul I gave it all away,
To sweet Rose, sweet Rose.

Fast like a fire cause she's quick to forgive.
She loves what she has but she's never got shit
She doesn't have a clue, but she loves the sight of you.
Yeah, she lives on our street and put feet on our table
Yeah, she comes to our house cause she knows we got cable.
She doesn't have a clue, buts she loves the sight of you,
My man , my man, my man.

Go.

Low Loretta won't you cut a rug,
Held my hand you shot me down.
You know my name, heard it's my fault,
Held my hand you never let off.
My back pack my new shoes, things I've lost
I sold through you. You know my name,
heard it's my fault, held my hand you never let off.
Won't you be my bottom dress, in the middle?
Fit like a fiddle, oh you're falling down.

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from The Cut Rug, released January 10, 2013

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Devin East, Griffin McCulloch, Kraig Queenan, Jon Reimer, Jorden Stanley.

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