Die frühere Background-Sängerin von Jimmy Eat World etabliert sich als Solokünstlerin. Wir trafen sie zum Gespräch in Berlin.

Mit "Honest Life" gelang Courtney Marie Andrews der Durchbruch. Das neue Album "May Your Kindness Remain" bringt die 27-jährige noch näher ans Ziel vom eigenen Sound.

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  • Vor 4 Jahren

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    The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
    He got some in prison and others in bars
    The rest he got working' on old junk cars
    In the daytime
    They looked like tombstones in our yard
    And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean
    He sold used parts to make ends meet
    Covered with grease from his head to his feet
    Cussing the sweat and the Texas heat
    And the skeeters
    And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
    But they brung their cars for paw to fix anyhow
    He was veteran-proud, tried and true
    He'd fight till his heart was black and blue
    Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times
    He bought our house on the G.I. bill
    But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it
    He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
    Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
    Had an old dog that was trained to attack
    Sometimes
    He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
    And there wasn't too much
    That he would take from a stranger

    [Bridge 1]
    There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
    A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
    I spent the summertime cutting' up logs for the winter
    Trying' like the devil to find the lord
    Working' like a nigga for my room and board
    Coal-burning stove, no natural gas
    If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

    [Chorus]
    If that ain't country
    It'll harelip the pope
    If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke
    I've seen the Grand Ole Opry
    And I've met Johnny Cash
    If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

    [Verse 2]
    Mama sells eggs at a grocery store
    My oldest sister is a first-rate whore
    Dad says she can't come home anymore
    And he means it
    Ma just sits and keeps her silence
    Sister, she left because dad got violent
    And he knows it
    Mama she's old far beyond her time
    From chopping tobacco and I've seen her crying
    When blood started flowing from her calloused hand and
    It hurt me
    She'd just keep working' trying' to help the old man
    To the end of one row and back again like always
    She's been through hell since junior went to jail
    When the lights go out she ain't never failed
    To get down on her knees and pray
    Because she loves him
    Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
    Fighting' for freedom
    He's good to the core and she's proud
    Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
    At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
    And tires for sale for a dollar or two
    Cash

    [Bridge 2]
    There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
    Me and my family we was living' proof
    The people who forgot about poor white trash
    And if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

    [Chorus]

    [Outro]
    I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes
    Concerning the great speckled bird
    I didn't know god made honky-tonk angels
    And went back to the wild side of life

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