T. Edwin Doss

T. Edwin Doss

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Country - Americana | Silver Spring, Maryland, United States
Total Song Plays: 1,188   
Member Since: 2013
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Plays:

224

Song Description

friend commits suicide from drug use

Story Behind the Song

based on true facts of when I was younger

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Lyrics

Key of B...Capo 4Th fret Jesse Brown Lyrics/ T. Edwin Doss
G
He was standing on the corner no shoes on his feet
C Ninety-five degrees in the Birmingham heat
D G But he don't feel a thing.... feelings don't live in his mind
G Once he had the world on a yo-yo string
C Played guitar, wrote songs he would sing
D G Made you think about things you lost. ...you may want to find He toured big cities, honky-tonks and bars We knew for sure he was shooting for the stars But he strayed too far down an alley off Fifth and Main He saw a G.I. buddy in brand new Jag Sellin' some stuff in a zip-lock bag Where he fell into the arms and the curse of powder cocaine
C Jesse Brown you couldn't resist
G..........F#..............Em The spider in white.. her very first kiss
C D When you mixed in booze her web was holding your breath


C
Jesse Brown I tried to pull you away
G............F# ............Em When I saw you on a park bench sleepin' every day
Am......................B....................C Wondered why you drugged with the devil ..danced with
D Em D death........ I wanted to cry, I wanted to shout
C D You never let me know what your pain was about
Am.......B,.......C D At night I pray for you when I lay my body down:
Am D G I pray, "Lord, please have mercy on Jesse Brown" I was bracin' the worse.. bad news travels fast Jesse found dead the day before last Off highway seventy-eight , 'swingin from a sycamore tree Was a suicide note stuffed down in his shirt, Said, "Bury me here in the Alabama dirt Sing my songs, don't cry no more for me I was wonderin' if we could have done a little bit more As the preacher was praying Jesse's coffin was lowered I wondered why I came back to this one-horse town Read the words on his tombstone under his name About the time a thunder storm came ....they read, "Lord, please have mercy on Jesse Brown" Chorus

Song Length
4:28
Genres
Country - Americana, Country - General
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Heartbreaking, Moving

Subject Matter
Sadness, Sorrow

Similar Artists
Tom T. Hall, Slaid Cleaves
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

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