Save Me from Demons & Dreamers by Keeping North

He grew up working in a dusty town
Shearers came put their money down
Gambling men, roll the dice again
Followed them around

Daddy got rough his mother got high
Stole her whiskey and watched her die
All too quick, then Molly got sick
So began the lies

Molly’s dad was the local cop
Did Curly’s wife in the back of her shop
On Wednesdays, her old man away
They just couldn’t stop

Him and Curly found a poker game
Johnnie Walker helped fuel the flame
Got called a liar, pulled a gun and fired
No one else to blame

Save me from this place
Fill me with your grace

Molly’s father tried to track him down
Curly was there to talk him ‘round
His father cried, Molly kept the lie
And he was never found

Save me from this place
Fill me with your grace

• Americana
• Contemporary Folk
• Folk
• alt.country
• country soul
• Brisbane