Sugar from Beautiful Blood by The Cousins Project

Sugar

she was a spring rain on the cigarette studded pavement
she was a zydeco in the arms of a tatooed stranger
she was lost and Jesus would have loved her
if he’d a known all the secrets she hold

she was a looker paying hard for a little bit of comfort
she was a late night cheek to cheek with the neon signs
just a fantasy in a subway window frame
don’t make her wrong just adrift and full of shame

sugar, saying it don’t make it so
sugar, do it quick and then let go
sugar, call it love or what you know
sugar, alive but never not broken

she was a daddy’s girl but daddy was a no good cuss
she tried to make it right but her choices just weren’t good enough
she caught a rough ride just to see where it would go
too young to hide or to know what she don’t know

she coulda been a free bird flying across a great divide
damned if she do but you know she do all right
wasn’t here to fly while she had so much fight in her
always looking up but with the luck of a sinner

• Acoustic
• Americana
• roots rock
• singersongwriter
• Chelsea