Money for Old Rope

by Pay The Devil

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Thanks to everyone that has helped us get this demo / EP out. To all the friends and families of our band members who sacrificed time with us. To anyone who has ever come out to see us play, written something nice, told a friend.

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released August 6, 2013

Ivan Eisenberg - Banjo, Harmonica, Vocals
Ivan Wayne Baker III - Guitar, Vocals
Matt Gibbons - Mandolin, Vocals
Kent Heberling - Spoons, Kick Drum, Snare Drum

Señor Jeremy Ault, thanks for all you have done, and will do. Ride safe, we'll see you soon. Lot's of tracks to come when you get back. You'll have some stories to tell. (www.czechtheline.blogspot.com)

A HUGE special thanks to Jamie Ault for her phenomenal artwork, and undying support. (www.lifeaspaint.blogspot.com)

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Pay The Devil Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Forged in the middle of a cold Wisconsin winter Pay The Devil plays an eclectic mix of original, bluegrass, folk, Irish, Americana, obscure, and outlaw country tunes.

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Track Name: Gone
Laughing in the summertime and drinking in the fall
I once loved a dark haired girl but our romance stalled
Her old man's got a shotgun and it ain't pointed at the sky
And I don't know if I can get away but I'm still going to try

I'm on my own, own, own leaving home
I'm gone, gone, gone what can I say
If I don't, don't leave here tomorrow
It just means that I left today

I felled trees in the great north woods for $50 a day
But the calling of the city lights led my mind to stray
Some men dream of fancy things and others do not care
I just want two little kids with their mother's hair

I'm on my own, own, own leaving home
I'm gone, gone, gone what can I say
If I don't, don't leave here tomorrow
It just means that I left today

Some men have dreams of riches I have nightmares of dying alone
I just want to find some land I can turn into my home
Don't want to spend my life rambling around never growing roots
But I'm sure that's hard to see 'cause I'm always on the move

I'm on my own, own, own leaving home
I'm gone, gone, gone what can I say
If I don't, don't leave here tomorrow
It just means that I left today

So I'll drink wine in the winter-time and liquor all year round
And I'll ramble on so god damn fast my feet won't touch the ground

I'm on my own, own, own leaving home
I'm gone, gone, gone what can I say
If I don't, don't leave here tomorrow
It just means that I left today

And I don't, don't leave here tomorrow
It just means that I left today
Track Name: Cripple Creek
I'm going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun

I got a gal and she loves me
She's as sweet as sweet can be
She's got eyes of baby blue
Makes my gun shoot straight and true

I'm going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun

Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's deep
I'll wade in Cripple Creek before I sleep
Roll my britches to my knees
Wade in Cripple Creek when I please

I'm going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun

The girls up on Cripple Creek about half grown
Jump on the boys like a dog on a bone
Kiss 'em on the cheek, sweet as any wine
Wrap 'emselves around you like a watermelon vine

I'm going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun

Cripple Creek's wide and Cripple Creek's nice
Cripple Creek gets as cold as ice
The hills are steep the road is muddy
And I'm so drunk I'm walking funny

I'm going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Going down Cripple Creek going on a run
Going down Cripple Creek to have some fun
Track Name: Mutinous
We'll sail for 10,000 miles
We'll sail for 10,000 more
We'll drink and we'll fight and we'll sail all night
We'll sail for 10,000 miles

We'll tack through a thousand more storms
We'll tack through a thousand storms more
Heave ho through the day and the devil will pay
We'll tack through a thousand more storms

We'll sail for 10,000 miles
We'll sail for 10,000 more
We'll drink and we'll fight and we'll sail all night
We'll sail for 10,000 miles

We'll starve for 50 more leagues
We'll starve for 50 leagues more
We've been chewing our boots, sipping salt water soup
We'll starve for 50 more leagues

We'll sail for 10,000 miles
We'll sail for 10,000 more
We'll drink and we'll fight and we'll sail all night
We'll sail for 10,000 miles

We'll thirst through one more watch
We'll thirst through one watch more
We've been drinking our piss and we'll have no more of this
We'll thirst through one watch more

And now the ship is all ours
The ship is no longer yours
We'll keep you alive lest another man dies
The ship is no longer yours, SIR

We'll sail for 10,000 miles
We'll sail for 10,000 more
We'll drink and we'll fight and we'll sail all night
We'll sail for 10,000 miles
Sail for 10,000 miles
Sail for 10,000 miles
Track Name: Johnny
They said go kill Johnny
They said go kill Johnny
They said go kill Johnny
So that's what I done

Born in a coal mine
In the Appalachian hillside
In western Pennsylvania
North of the dixie line

I never hurt no-one
Just minded my business
Working my land
And drinking my wine

Until one day
A man came walking
Down the roadside
A rifle in his hand

He said old Abe Lincoln
Needs a small favor
He needs the help of
Every strong man

He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
And he gave me his gun

He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
And he gave me his gun

I went to Carolina
Saw the hills of Kentucky
I watched the Manassas
Run red with blood

I hated the enemy
I hated their banner
And I hated myself
For what I had become

I feared for my life
I feared being called a coward
My fear is where all of my
Hatred came from

He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
So that's what I've done

He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
He said go kill Johnny
So that's what I've done

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