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Don't Let Your Deal Go Down

by Old Sledge

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When I went down to Danville I got stuck on a Danville girl You bet your life she’s out of sight Well, she wears those Danville curls She wears the hair on the back of her head Like the high-toned people do The very next train that leaves this town Gonna bid that girl adieu I don’t know why I love that girl For she never cared for me But still my mind is on that girl Wherever she may be Look up, look down that lonesome road Hang down your head and cry The best of friends must part some time So why can’t you and I It’s 40 miles through the rock And it’s 60 through the sand I’ll tell you the story of Many a poor-married man ‘Cause I went down to Danville I got stuck on a Danville girl You bet your life she’s out of sight Well, she wears those Danville curls
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If you go down to Deep Ellum Put your money in your shoe For the women in Deep Ellum got them Deep Ellum Blues Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Ellum Blues Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Elum Blues Yea once I had a girlfriend She meant the world to me She went down to Deep Ellum, now she ain’t what she used to be Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Ellum Blues Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Elum Blues Once I knew a Preacher Preached the bible through and through He went down to Deep Ellum and now he’s preachin’ days are through Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Ellum Blues Oh, Sweet Mama Daddy’s got them Deep Elum Blues If you go down to Deep Ellum Put your money in your pants For the women in Deep Ellum they don’t give this boy a chance
3.
Oh, I’ll go down to the river Bring my rockin’ chair If the blues overtake me I’ll rock away from there ‘Cause this boat’s up the river But they won’t come down I believe to my soul Lord I’m waterbound If the river was whiskey Lord and I was a duck You know I’d dive to the bottom And I’d never come up ‘Cause this boat’s up the river But they won’t come down I believe to my soul Lord I’m waterbound Oh, I’ll go down to the river And I’ll sit right down If the blues overtake me Jump in that river and drown ‘Cause this boat’s up the river But they won’t come down I believe to my soul, Lord I’m waterbound I believe to my soul, Lord I’m waterbound I believe to my soul, Lord I’m waterbound
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Over yonder in that graveyard Where the wildflowers grow Oh there they lay my own true lover She’s gone from me forever more Fairer than the sweetest flower Restless as the wildest wind Born with a love deep as the ocean This was the girl that I did leave I left her there back in those mountains To see the world, riches to gain Oh when I returned no earthly treasures Could ease this heart so full of pain There so high up on that mountain ‘Neath that little mound of clay Oh, the girl that I returned to marry So still among the flowers she lay I’ll go away and I’ll wander I’ll lay aside my earthly gains And I’ll not end the man with riches Undone in sorrow I’ll remain Over yonder in that graveyard Where the wildflowers grow Oh there they lay my own true lover She’s gone from me forever more
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Liza Jane 02:11
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Johnson Gals 01:33
See that girl dressed so fine Ain’t got Jesus on her mind Ain’t got Jesus…Ain’t got Jesus on her mind Wanna go to heaven, yes I do Wanna go to heaven with the Johnson crew Wanna go to heaven…Wanna go to heaven with the Johnson crew Hey little girl, can’t you see Ain’t get to heaven with a fool like me Ain’t get to heaven…Ain’t get to heaven with a fool like me
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Well, I went down to Old Joe’s barroom On the corner by the square They were serving drinks as usual And this motley crowd was there Well, on my left stood Joe McKennedy And his eyes were bloodshot red And he told me this sad, sad story These were the words he said Well, I went down to St James Infirmary I saw my baby there She was laying on a long, white table So cold, so fine, so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be You can search this wide world over Never find a sweet man like me When I die, Lord bury me In my high top Stetson hat Put gold coins over my eyelid So the boys’ll know I died standing pat I want six crapshootin’ pallbearers Six chorus girls sing me a song Put a jazz band behind my hearse wagon So we raise hell as we roll along Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be You can search this wide world over Never find a sweet man like me Well, now you’ve heard my story Have another round of booze And when they ask you what’s the matter Tell them that I got the St James Blues Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be You can search this wide world over Never find a sweet man like me Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be You can search this wide world over Never find a sweet man like me Never find a sweet man like me Never find a sweet man like me
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Lost Indian 02:28
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I have seen snow that fell in May And I have seen rain on a cloudless day Some things are always bound to change Oh, there ain’t no ash will burn ‘Cause love is a precious thing I’m told Burns just like West Virginia coal But when the fire burns out it’s cold Oh, there ain’t no ash will burn You say this life is not your lot Well I can’t be something that I’m not We can’t stoke a fire that we ain’t got Oh, the ain’t no ash will burn ‘Cause love is a precious thing I’m told Burns just like West Virginia coal But when the fire burns out it’s cold Oh, there ain’t no ash will burn In every life there comes a time When there are no more tears to cry We must leave something there behind Oh, there ain’t no ash will burn ‘Cause love is a precious thing I’m told Burns just like West Virginia coal But when the fire burns out it’s cold Oh, there ain’t no ash will burn
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I’ve been all around this whole wide world I’ve been to sunny Tennessee And any old place I hang my hat It seems like home to me Don’t let your deal go down, little girl Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down, little girl ‘Til your last gold dollar is gone Yea, who’s gonna shoe your pretty little feet Yea, who’s gonna glove your hand Who’s gonna kiss your red ruby lips When I’m in a foreign land Don’t let your deal go down, little girl Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down, little girl ‘Til your last gold dollar is gone Well, Poppa’s gonna shoe my pretty little feet And Momma’s glove my hand And sister’s gonna kiss my red ruby lips When you’re in a foreign land Don’t let your deal go down, little girl Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down, little girl ‘Til your last gold dollar is gone Don’t let your deal go down, little girl Don’t let your deal go down Don’t let your deal go down, little girl ‘Til your last gold dollar is gone
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I'm confessin' that I love you, tell me that you love me, too I'm confessin' I need you, honest I do, I need you every moment In your eyes I read such strange things, still your lips deny they're true Will your answer really change things, making me blue I'm afraid some day you'll leave me, saying "Can't we still be friends?" In the end you know you'll grieve me, all in life on you depends I’m a guessing that you love me, dreaming dreams of you in vain I'm confessing I love you, over again
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Sad and alone in a mansion No loving heart to caress Sad, a man sat and lonely No loving wife’s lips to kiss She married him for a position No love in her heart had she Sad and alone in his fine home He looked all around him and said What is a home without a baby Just to love and to tease and adore What is a home without a sweetheart To kiss you each night at the door What is a home without sunshine To spread its bright rays from above You can have wealth and its pleasures But what is a home without love Walking out about one evening He passed by a cottage so neat And he stopped and he looked in the window And he saw there a picture so sweet A husband, a wife and a baby Just a huggin’ and teasin’ too He stepped aside his head to hide And from his lips came these words What is a home without a baby Just to love and to tease and adore What is a home without a sweetheart To kiss you each night at the door What is a home without sunshine To spread its bright rays from above You can have wealth and its pleasures But what is a home without love

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The name of this record "Don't Let Your Deal Go Down" says a lot about where this band was at the time when we decided to make this record. Tired of being an under dog we decided we needed to show the world what this band could really do. Winter was coming on strong in the mountains of Floyd County, Virginia and we were broke, could barely pay our rent let alone hire a professional studio to record a full length album. So we decided to take matters into our own hands. We bought some recording equipment on a credit card and setup a studio in a double-wide trailer on the farm. We called up Jake Hopping and Ben Townsend and sold them on our dream. They showed up for a week and this record was born. This music represents the condensation of a year’s worth of the toil, angst and joy of being in a band. Born to Lose… Maybe. Live to Win…Indeed and Always. We hope you love it as much as we have.

This album is dedicated to Porter Guzmán, our beloved mascot and best friend, who was with us every step of the way. Gigs, tour truck, stages, hotel rooms, festivals. The jingle of his collar and the rattle of his barks just might be heard throughout this album.

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released April 1, 2011

Chance McCoy: Fiddle & Vocals. Guitar Trk. 3
Sabra Guzmán: Guitar, Vocals & Uke. Bass Trk. 3
Ben Townsend: Banjo
Jake Hopping: Bass. Banjo Trks 3 & 7

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