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Tragico Magico Notes

“Dig My Grave” is dedicated to Howard Madden, William John Pilon and David Grimm.

“Like Willie Mays” is dedicated to Ernest A. Pinamonti. (Ti recordero per sempre, mio fratello.)

This album is dedicated to Henry Scott Anthony. Born 9/13/96

Available Lyrics

Dig My Grave

Dig My Grave (traditional; music/word arrangement by JP)

Dig my grave babe with a silver spade
Dig my grave baby with a silver spade
And lay my body low with a golden chain

Bury me mama way up on that hill
Bury me mama way up on that hill
Where the grass is always green and time stands still

When you dig my grave boys, make it 8 feet deep
When you dig my grave boys, make it 8 feet deep
Lay me way down low where I can get some sleep

Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
And lay my body low with a golden chain

Like Willie Mays

Like Willie Mays

We were friends the day we met
Sometimes it just happens that way
He was bouncing a ball against the wall
When I asked him did he like Willie Mays

Now there’s a lot that I’ve forgotten
About that golden day
But the one thing I remember
Was how he turned, tossed me the ball
And said “Say Hey”

Through thick and thin, straight through high school
The best of buddies, tried and true
The only time that he got mad
Is when he found out I kissed his sister Sue

But that didn’t last because he knew I’d treat her right
And we were more concerned about the war we saw on t.v. every night

Well the draft cards came around
But my number never was called
So I went off to college
By the luck of the draw

Susie she cried when he said goodbye
Bound for Pendleton to become a marine
I shook his hand, said “boy, now you’re a man”
He just smiled and said “Semper Fi”

Now there’s a lot that I’ve forgotten
About that final day
But the one thing I remember
What how he turned and tipped his cap
Just like Willie Mays

Blues Left Texas

The Blues Left Texas

The Blues left Texas heading east to Tennessee
The Blues left Texas heading east to Tennessee
Just outside of Memphis that’s where the Blues caught up with me

The Blues started rollin’ and they stopped at my front door
The Blues started rollin’ and they stopped at my front door
I said hey hey Blues what are you stoppin’ here for?

The Blues said hey John Boy – baby it’s time to go
The Blues said hey John Boy – baby you know it’s time to roll
The woman may own your body, but I got the lien on your soul

I thought I left them behind me
But I knew somehow they find me
And I knew I could not get away

And the Blues started walking down the road just like a man
And the Blues started walking down the road just like a man
I pulled up alongside him and said now give me your right hand

The Blues left Texas and headed east to Tennessee
The Blues left Texas and headed east to Tennessee
Just outside of Memphis that’s where the Blues caught up with me
Rolling into Nashville nothing but the Blues and poor me.