The Maritimes

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I was hanging round by the old gum tree
I was trying to find the devil 'fore he found me
I piled up the sand in the points of the pentagram
Bit my thumb counted one, two, three
And I felt the dirt move beneath my feet

He came out of the fog and he barked like a dog
And he spit a little spit into his hell fired mug
I said I'm not afraid of the mess that your mother made
I sat down but he said he'd stand and I wrung my hands

Oh get me off this line
And take me to my home in the Maritimes
Where the devil doesn't go cause the ocean spray and snow
Will rust his bones

He asked what he could do I said I'm trying to write a tune
But it's not americana if it's not about you
He laughed like a well-fed rat like an alley cat
Go on back to the tall pine trees
You can't sing blue if you don't know me

Oh get me off this line
And take me to my home in the Maritimes
Where the devil doesn't go cause the ocean spray and snow
Will rust his bones

I really wasn't born in the cotton and the corn
And I never saw an angel with his head unadorned
It's all the same to me, oh my how I wish that I
Was back home by the cold north sea
Singing all those warm melodies

Oh get me off this line
And take me to my home in the Maritimes
Where the weather is too cold for the devil's southern soul
I wanna go where the ocean spray and snow
Will rust his bones

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from The Teaspoons, released July 18, 2014

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