From the recording With Love From Brushy Mountain

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Snack Bar Mary & The Ten Pin Priest

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Written by Matt Woods
Produced by Matt Woods
Recorded at Shed 55 Studios, Knoxville, TN
Engineered by Dave DeWitt
Mastered by Rodney Mills

Matt Woods: vocal and acoustic guitar
Andy Westcott: electric guitar
Michael Claytor: banjo
Ben Maney: keys
Jason Parsons: bass
Larry Fulford: drums
Sarrenna McNulty: backing vocals
Dave DeWitt: percussion

Lyrics

Snack Bar Mary and the Ten Pin Priest

Every morning starts the same and instant cup to start the pain of
knowing that the night won't fall too soon
She don't put them high heels on like she did at 21 says no one gives a
damn about her shoes
This town ain't meant for getting older
This town ain't good for much these days
She's out the door and right on time sucking down her menthol light
She's in the truck and now she's on her way

The priest he tells a different tale of being brought up not to fail and
how deep disappointment leaves a scar
It's hard to lead God's children home turned around and all alone hiding
in the corner of the bar
This town ain't meant for living easy
This town's got lots of souls to save
He's cleaning out the back row pews reciting brand new words to use
The same way that he starts most every day

It's a shame the cause got lost here
It's a shame we don't know why
Who's to say about the cross we'll bear
But Snack Bar Mary ain't light enough to fly and the Ten Pin Priest is
running out of time

Ain't much to do left in this town since the Twilight Lanes shut down and
Mary took a job down at the rink
She never once has shown up late but kids these days don't roller skate
She's waiting for another job to sink
This town is leaking like a sieve, now
No one can afford to buy a plug
The priest sends up a mayday call to Jesus by the bowling ball
Three damn coats of paint won't cover up

It's a shame the cause got lost here
It's a shame we don't know why
Who's to say about the cross we'll bear
But Snack Bar Mary's barely getting by and the Ten Pin Priest is
running out of time

So its onward Christian soldiers, apologies to bowlers
Mary's pouring soda pops for kids
Its throw the lights on disco balls another coat up on the walls
And try to do your best with how it is
For the kids

It's a shame the cause got lost here
It's a shame we don't know why
Who's to say about the cross we'll bear
But Snack Bar Mary ain't light enough to fly and the Ten Pin Priest ain't
ready yet to die