Band: Marilyn Rucker piano and vocals, Gary Feist bass, Masumi Jones Drums, Billy Curtis, Fiddle

Lyrics

Song for an unstrung guitar aka
Georgia’s Old Peach Can Blues

Oh, I wasn’t born in Texas, I’m a Yankee, I confess,
but I’m really sold on Texas, and the way folks talk and dress.
So I hope you will forgive me, oh kind folks please excuse
these why-does-that-man-have-that-old-peach-can-on-his- pickup-dashboard blues.

Now, I like jeans and pintoy beans, and towns with Spanish names,
and Lone Star beer and white-tail deer and Cowboy football games,
and blackeyed peas and live oak trees and boots instead of shoes (But I got)
-- why-does-that-man-have-that-old-peach-can-on-his pickup-dashboard blues.

(Bridge: Well I got up nerve to ask him
But I lost it in the end
He said he just wanted a little pinch
But I don’t need no new boyfriend .

The stars at night are big and bright, each loyal Texan sings,
the prairie sky is wide and high, and all those other things.
Can’t bear to leave it all behind, I guess I’ll never lose
the why-does-that-man-have-that-old-peach-can-on-his-pickup-dashboard
Blues.
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By Georgia Jenkins (additional lyrics and music by Marilyn Rucker)