More than a Little - Lyrics

Verse1

It was that there, then, I was travelling alone

Found my sense of faith, my cover was all blown

I knew the whistle-blower’s mother, called her on the phone

Gave her wind, gave her hell, gave her all that I had known

Verse2

It took 7 long days, 40 long nights

To keep our spirits alive, keep up the good fight

And in the end, it belittled, all decisions made by spite

Keep the path tried-and-true, keep the wrongs left from right.

Chorus

Oooo, there’s a science

To selling bullshit by the pound

I give you more than a little, there’s plenty to go around

I give you more than most, if you ever leave this town.

Verse 3

I heard the bells, felt the eyes, half-a-dozen native men

Bet my chance, they empathize on my crusade of sin

So keep that: whistle-blowlin, keep the train-a-movin’

We’re hand-picked, and hell-bound, to the south, for the win.

Chorus 2

Oooo, I’m in inspiried

You speak, just to hear the sound

I give you more than a little, there’s plenty to go around

I give you more than most, if you ever leave this town.

Verse 4

I bought a mirror at the thrift shop, you’ve been lying to yourself

The vodka makes you drift right, to what’s left in your will

So if you can’t carry liquor, you’ve been pouring, and need some help

Keep a hand to our pickers, & our shine, to get your fill

Chorus 3