Small Town Hypocrite – Song Lyric Sunday

Small Town Hypocrite – Song Lyric Sunday

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For SLS today we have songs about either hypocrites, fraud, phony, pretender, or snob.  Thanks, Jim!

.To join in this fun weekly challenge, and to see other entries, just click the link below.

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/08/28/was-shakespeare-a-fraud/

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Just browsing around for a song to fit today’s prompt words I found this one by Caylee Hammack. I’d never heard of this artist or her song, but I like it a lot. In an interview she said it is mostly autobiographical about what happened to her. She gave up a college musical scholarship to be with her boyfriend. They had big dreams, but after seven years, it just wasn’t happening. After their break-up she headed to Nashville to follow her original dreams and plans.

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From a Wiki article:

Hammack wrote “Small Town Hypocrite” while still being a staff writer, together with Jared Scott, about the breakup with her boyfriend who cheated on her, which eventually brought her to Nashville. Later she found out that he lived in a double-wide trailer, which made its way into the song’s final verse.^[17] The song was officially released on February 21, 2020.^[18]

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Hand me down dreams got me high in the rafters
Homecoming queen couldn’t be an outsider
So there I’d sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket
I found a boy who was a stranger too
In a one-horse town at a stable for two
We had matching scars and matching tattoos
Both dying to fit in

Ain’t that some shit
We’re just small-town hypocrites

And that scholarship was a ship that sailed
When I chose you and daddy gave me hell
I made myself into someone else just to love you, damn I loved you
Took all my plans and I put ’em in a box
Phantom pains for the wings I lost
Had me circling rings in the catalogs
For seven years and you never got the hint

Ain’t that some shit
I’m just a small-town hypocrite

Swore we’d be running, running, running this town
But you’re just running, running, running around
And I’m staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should’ve been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around

Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall from orbit and land on shifting sands
I found my heart at the bottom of a bucket
You said you needed space and damnit I bought it
‘Till you moved in a vinyl sided double wide with a couple of her kids

Ain’t that some shit
You’re just a small-town hypocrite (Oooh, oooh, ooooh)

Swore we’d be running, running, running this town
But you’re still running, running, running around
And I’m staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I should’ve been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around

Now I bitch about how things turned and how they should’ve been
The bridges that I burned and the trains I didn’t catch
Like a small-town hypocrite
Just a small-town hypocrite

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Jared Scott Slocum

Small Town Hypocrite lyrics © Universal Music Corp., 27 Entertainment, Sounds Like Chet Publishing, Apfm

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2021 BS

 

Odds and Ends – Song Lyric Sunday – Odd/Even

Odds and Ends – Song Lyric Sunday – Odd/Even

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For SLS today we have songs that feature a song that has either the word ‘odd’ or ‘even’.  Thanks, Jim!

To join in this fun weekly challenge, and to see other entries, just click the link below.

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/01/30/divided-exactly-by-2/

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For SLS we have a prompt of odd/even to be in the title or lyrics. Thanks, Jim!

To join in and also see other entries, just click the above link.

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This is just a song I happened to find this morning. I’d never heard it before, but it’s really pretty good. Sounds like one of those old-timey kind of country songs.

I did see that several other artists have recorded this song, but still couldn’t find out much about any facts.

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“Odds and Ends (Bits and Pieces)” , by Warren Smith was recorded in 1961. It was written by Harlan Howard, and is on the Liberty Records label.

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A photograph that’s signed With Love
Your lipstick and a tiny glove
Why did you leave so many things
To tear at my heart strings
Odds and ends, bits and pieces
Of an old love affair
Old love letters and some flowers
That you wore in your hair
Odds and ends, bits and pieces
Of those happy by gone years
Odds and ends that keep tugging
At my tears
A book you read, a good luck charm
I gave to keep you from all harm
The tear stained note you left behind
But all the tears were mine
Odds and ends, bits and pieces
Of an old love affair
Old love letters and some flowers
That you wore in your hair
Odds and ends, bits and pieces
Of those happy by gone years
Odds and ends that keep tugging
At my tears…

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