Lions Share

Story Behind The Song

I went to a pawn shop to buy an old beat up guitar.When I got it home to work on, I noticed that something was inside of it. I took the back of it off and found a bag of money and jewels, with a letter to his girl that was caught saying " I still have you

Song Description

This story is about a band that sets up in a western town and meets up with the call girls of the town. They decide to rob the bar. The plan works, all except that the girl gets caught. They wait for her in the valley, but she show's up as a prisoner, wit

Song Length 5:40 Genre Folk - Bluegrass, Blues - Country
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Subject Crime, Theft, Musician Similar Artists Bob Dylan, Neil Young
Language English Era 1960 - 1969

Lyrics

Lion's Share
The band weaves each moment note to note. A festival sound just like every show.
The way they'd done since the jamboree first crawled to town.
Ale and whiskey poured as the dice was rollin. The gambling wheel turned and Stacy's slip was showing, for the boys through her rose colored evening gown.
They checked their guns and their poison was poured as they stumbled through the saloon doors
Stares were shared at the gambling table by the outlaws and the whores.
Doing their business all throughout the room, the bartender said there's something in the air
So he poured a round of drinks to toast impending doom.
You gotta take it as it comes. This opportunity could be the one. We'll take different roads
But I'll meet you there. Before the next sunrise I'll be waiting with the lions share.

Stacy was born in the dust off an old Oregon trail. Her father was a drunk in charge,
And her mother she never knew so well. Both died when she was an early age. Life offered
Two choices to decide. Live by the gun always on the run or the seduction of her eyes.
She met the colonel in jail when she was caught stealing silver in a china mans house. They made a deal, he'd pay her bail. She'd entertain at the gambling wheel. Her beauty became a legend. She was subtle yet so refined, she always said just one more trick, and I'll get on that train and ride. Now Marshall could play the guitar that would make a dead man dance. He'd bring you
To tears with melodies so fine. His band molested this town with sound for quite a while,
They made some money. But to stay too long never was his style.

He and Stacy met the night the band first rolled to town. Everybody got a woman and whiskey
Just what they needed to settle down. He said if you let us stay for free in cabaret we'll pay half
Our food and liquor and every night we'll play, the devils tune he taught me
Just to put you in the mood.

He said here is the plan my love with many slips along the way. I'll destract their attention, while you grab the safe. The colonel's to drunk to organize a chase. So when it's time you just do your part. I'll have the money and you have my heart, so we'll meet at sunrise at our secret place.

The lights went out and the music stopped. The band grabbed the cash. Stacy fixed the locks. They looted the gambling table of every pocket and every wallet. They caught em by surprise. Worked as smoothly as they'd planned. When they got out alive they'd die a wanted band.
A band always on the run. Riding all night looking for the sun. you gotta know when to put down the guitar. When to pick up the gun. With this kind of money we could live with out a care. I sure hope she makes it there. I'll be waiting with the lions share.
The sun rose over the mountain uncovering the valley where they hide. Still no sign of Stacy and the boys were getting hasty. So he told the band farewell, we'll play again when I meet you in hell. Say nothing to no one, just take your share and ride. Just then he said there she comes, dust in the air she wasn't alone. He could see her arms were tied and there was an army right behind. He knew the dance was over, so he left her over his shoulder. Was she tricked or did she lie. He had no choice but to leave her behind.
And maybe again someday I'll feel your skin and see your face. I'll keep the money safe till then, but I think it's only fair. If we never meet again my love, that I keep the rest of the lions share.

Lyrics Drew Marler Music Drew Marler
Producer Drew Marler Publisher Canadian/American records
Performance Drew Marler Label The Bros. Marler

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