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Heavin’ Stone
Lyrics by M. Lacombe and A. Blakney

“Heave fools, make us move
Turn right fools, make us move”

First I saw it, perfection, selected for the “finest” of men just sitting atop sippin’ on tea and livin’ life free and collecting all the money from you and me
Livin’ for the spite of productive life, big brother always told em “just be nice”
Now they’re heavin’ a stone away from their homes to a far undisclosed location
Finally my eyes they dropped low to make out so many droves of people wrapped in rope and doing their damn best to cope with the situation at hand
“Heave fools c’mon make us move!” said the “finest” of men high above the sand
“Turn right fools c’mon we gotta move!” to the droves of good folks

The stone’s been tainted but the blood has faded to create a pretty marble design
The dust never settles except for when the rain comes to wash their sins and turn tears to mud
The rope’s tied tight and try with all their might they can’t put up a good fight can’t even sleep at night ‘cause they’re being dragged under and over them ropes, unraveling reality and strangling hope

While they build their kingdom many good men die but let’s keep on resisting and question why and where are they leading us and what are they feeding us
Don’t you know they’ll cut your brain if that’s what it takes to make a pull-sane man?
While they build their kingdom many good men die but why in the first place
Why did all those good men follow?

It’s a new generation heavin stones like flocks surviving the conquered old stock in a solid mind-lock
With broken backs they think the rope is right “we gotta pull our weight, it’s our reason for life”
Why comply with a norm set in stone by those born and pre-disposed to control us
I’ve opened my eyes it took a crack of the whip, I see our future is rope and a boot to the face

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from .​.​.​and they call it Whiskeybillie, released January 28, 2012

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The Steady Swagger Montréal, Québec

As soon as they get going, so does their hungry public. For the past six years The Steady Swagger have been crafting their unique style of folk storytelling grounded by a solid rock & roll foundation. They play a deft mélange of high octane theatrical folk music punctuated by surf rock, jazz, pirate shanties and gritty blues. ... more

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