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Stones

from Pas Tout La by Ben Cameron

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I have this friend, he works in the airport shining shoes
For the transports, fat sorts.
A dollar here a dollar there and he feels square
If you can give him a smile and a report.
But sometimes Big Mac won’t get him back,
And here my brother can barely buy a snack.
And I’ll say, "Hey Jack, don’t you ever wanna break some legs,
Or get on a new track?"
He says that when all the birds have flown,
He’s not throwing stones.

I have a sister, you know a good strong sister
Married to a mister for ten long years,
She had kids, a car, a good start, some nice art,
But it was not as it appeared
Cause the mister was a little slicker, ran with some sticky-cats on the tricky side of town, you know it got thicker.
And most folks would have just given up, but that’s not like her.
You know, now she’s good on her own…
She’s not throwing stones

Seems I know a lot of people
Live in broken glass houses
Who got the blues,
But there’s always someone walking round your town
With rocks in their shoes.
And they don't mind. No they don't mind.

I used to do a bit of moving and shaking,
Late night quaking, early morning baking.
Wasn't too hard to get myself lost
In the eyes of the party girl, but to what cost?
Of waking up, head full of troubles,
Baby’s blowin' bubbles round the confines of my room.
I smell doom in her sweet perfume,
Just chalk it up to another sad groom, a love rubble.
Now I wake up alone, but I’m not throwing stones.

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from Pas Tout La, released August 1, 2012

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Ben Cameron Nashville, Tennessee

Somewhere among the crisp, harmony laden breezes that whip through Laurel Canyon, the smooth, confessional frequencies of vintage AM radio, and the spiked punch-bowls of a high school prom circa 1986, there you’ll find Ben Cameron’s joyful, extreme folk music.

Without affectation or irony, Cameron’s lyrical songs mark the juncture where Yacht Rock meets Folk Rock.
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