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Zeno Jones

by Zeno Jones

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1.
Give me a glass of water, mama I'll stick it in my suitcase home Give me a glass of water, mama I'll can watch my burly grow Just find me one holy whip I'll show you a sinning man Drive that whip in the lord's name You got blood dripping from your hands Leave my .45 on the table Sit and listen to the walls Snake eyes in the gamblers hand And a shotgun in my pony's stall I tried so hard to stare down the iron but the rabbit won't stand still I aint man enough to pull no trigger But lord knows my gal will
2.
I got a letter this morning, what do you reckon it read? It said hurry, hurry, the gal you love is dead I packed up my suitcase, and took off down the road When I got there, she was laying on the cooling board Well I got down close, looked down in her face That good ole gal and me, are gonna meet again on judgement day Looked like 10,000 people standing around the burying ground I didn't know I loved her, until they began to let her down Lord have mercy, on my wicked soul I wouldn't mistreat you baby, not for my weight in gold Well I walked away, I said I walked away That good ole gal and me are gonna meet again on judgment day I didn't feel so bad until the good ole sun went down I didn't have a soul to lay my arms around Well I went into my room and bowed down to pray The blues came along, and took my poor spirit away Well I love you baby like I love myself If you can't have me, you can't have nobody else Well it's so hard to love someone who don't love you Aint no satisfaction, no matter what you do Woke up this morning, about the break of day Hugging the pillow where my baby used to lay Minutes seemed like hours, hours seem like days That gal and me, put down our low down ways Love's a wicked fall makes you do things you don't want to do Aint no satisfaction, leaves you feeling sad and blue
3.
I'm a desperate man, child, I lost my worried soul I been, racing the sun west, But the L&N run out of coal I'm standin on the Big 4, My train is bound to arrive It been rusting for forty years, Ain't never gonna get my ride I went to the doctor, found my good gal sittin there Shes a one eyed woman, so I ain't goin nowhere My bed, held by a top hat and Walkin cane I've falling our of bed for seven long years, but I still feel the same Man tried to sell me, tried to sell me every soul he had Get off me Satan, I need my money just as bad Got my ticket in hand, moon just set down on my head Let that big ole train, drive me right into my bed
4.
I've got these cold beverage blues, mama, can't leave your side Well I'm chained to the front porch, while you're down by the riverside Two types of whisky mama, one suitcase full of stone The old one's number 27, I can't keep that one down alone Babe won't you come live under my bed for a while You live with Mr. Patton under there, you can hear him sing for 40 miles There's a man on your street, selling trouble and shine Well you know he'll give you a swig and throw you on the midnight line
5.
Postman 04:20
I'm like a postman baby, I ain't goin nowhere I run around town all day, but still end up back in my easy chair Next town over
6.
Me and my baby, we was walking through the woods She chopped off my legs and said now you dead for good I cried out momma, I need a helping hand
 She gave me a hole and said, boy that’s all you’ll get I found the sheriff and said, sir help me please
 He said let go of me son, the law don’t work for free Here comes my baby, such a pretty smile
 She kicks mud in my face says I ain't seen you in a while Oh little Jimmy he says, he can’t help me Got a hole in his pocket, can’t afford to lose those keys Now the king he said, was sent to save my worried soul
 But he can’t catch me, for 20 years he let me roam I screamed lord, you wont never let me down
 He said son I gotta go, my boss is choking me on the ground Grand father I screamed, I hold dearly waht you said
 He said “son it aint so easy, trying to walk without no legs” Me and my baby, was walking through the wood She chopped off my legs, grinned and said now you dead for good
7.
Charley 03:26
Charley was a good man, ran around in 25 He couldn't find a good ole woman, to hold him by his side Charley was a good man, lord knows he's bound to die Ole Charley he said he'd kill death, lord if he ever came to try Charley held up in his house, living on bread 'n gin But death broke down his open door, stuck his head on in Charley held up in his house, lord knows death is bound to win But Charley flew out the back door, in his suit stitched in sin Charley ran far and wide, cross the county line Ole death was sticking to his heels, pick pocketing every dime Charley ran far and wide, but he had nowhere to hide Got lead in his shoes, and running outta sun to shine Charley heard him laughing, death sittin in his shadow He said I'm tired and I lived long, I can't run no more Charley heard him laughing, said he ready to meet the lord He turned round, shook his hand, he won't be home tomorrow
8.
Upton Blues 02:51
I'm goin down to Upton, see if I can't lose my mind Hang me outside city hall, cut me back a dollar-five I ain't done no harm, I ain't selling no shine I'm goin down to Upton, there ain't powerlines there Three rounds in a Colt, ain't no sheriff no where They got a lighthouse for me, and Jesus at the county fair I'm goin down to upton, see if I can't find my home I'm down at the church house, maybe I'll throw the first stone Lord ain't makin no stones, but some fool is makin his own
9.
I’m a lesson learned, you’re just a newspaper walking Yeah my city friends won’t stop shaking, your county friends won’t stop talking Last time I checked, i forgot the chair was rockin There’s treetops on the bottom, they can’t catch no rain My trouble is in your hair, my sugar is just twistin’ Cain If I’m able to get away with it, I’ll pull that trigger and hop that train Yeah I’m a hotshot in a trailer, it’s my 13th time to go You won’t let me go easy girl, you know how much I like that floor If your floor was a little dirty you’d be warm, but your floor is much too cold There’s a secret to this castle, it’s an evil minded trick I’m not gonna leave it in the road, I can’t keep my mind off it We can wait until I’m rough again, but I know you’re bound to quit I’m a lesson learned girl, you just can’t keep me in All the words I’m saying can’t be written down, can’t be said to win My mind’s in trouble it should be pouring out, but my stomach’s much too thin
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Let It Shine 02:16
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I'm headed to the ocean, lord, someone told me it was dead I've got twelve grand and a stovepipe twisted underneath my bed Jesus walked on water, well he tokes to his own beat Then he went and drew a bath and could only wet his feet Got a ball and chain, can't even lift up my shoes That's why I got these Black Glass Blues

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Recorded over two live sessions in 2011, this album was written, performed and produced in tribute to the old country blues recording artists of the 1920's and 1930's who were asked to come "sing into a can" for their shot at a small level of regional fame and a few dollars.

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released January 20, 2021

Written & Performed by Zeno Jones
Additional Writing - Rodney B.
Additional Performance - Rodney B., Taylor Walling
Produced by Taylor Walling, Rodney B.
Recorded by Drake Hatfield, Hatfield Studios
March 3 & 16, 2011

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Zeno Jones Louisville, Kentucky

Rodney B. rocks his own socks off, going through drum heads & sticks like a wood chipper. Zeno Jones drowns in the deep blues, bending everything he can get his hands on like it’s the truth. As Cold Beverage they play rock & ****ing roll. Not afraid of voice cracks, breakdowns, and other beauty marks, Cold Beverage lays down heavy blues & rock riffs the only way they know, totally out of control. ... more

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