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from New Shoes by Kyla Tilley

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Dog is Woman's best friend.

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Daylight
Sun hits, the car heats up so hot I can barely breathe
Just me and the dog
Sleeping in the backseat
On the side of the road

That dog has seen more of this world than most people I can name
Got her down in Texas so the heat's only bothering me
Roll down the windows air out the car some before driving on
Breakfast soda crackers and water, check to see if
I'm running low on gasoline

Don't ask me where I'm from that's a question too hard for me to answer
I've been travelling all my life and I don't recall just where I began
Got nothing but a few mixed tapes, an old typewriter, couple books
Some worn and faded photographs of the times I now deem to have been better
An old fashioned suitcase holding lingerie

I got the car, got the dog too where's my house full of youngsters
And where's that man, still telling me he loves me while his hairline's receding
And his belly's growing

Once I was a little girl, running to my mothers arms
She told me one day I'd find love and be holding children of my own
To think that I believed her then ain't the hard part, na uh,
The hardest part is I'm still wishing that she was right

A good five years has passed since there was someone happy just to hold me
I was sober then I had something better to depend on
But some people talk a lot and they fill you up full of wondrous notions
I'm sick of people who just talk so if you say it please mean it
Cause I'm dancing in a grimy bar for the clientele of a toothless man
Stealing change just to stay alive and drinking, because I need to
And one by one I've managed to push away
Every friend I've made

And I will sing a bitter song as I
Sit to write my memoirs
With a bottle of something hard to wash down my prescription
Cause when I look back on it all my stories are pretty hateful
Yeah I got a few happy ones too but all they do
Is make me cry

Midnight
Pretty cold in the back seat
Me and the dog
In a gas station parking lot

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from New Shoes, released July 27, 2019
Kyla Tilley: steel-string guitar, vocals, bass
Julian Squires: drums

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Kyla Tilley Newfoundland and Labrador

Kyla Tilley plays guitar, wears high heels, and writes sometimes sad, often funny, occasionally disconcerting, story-telling songs which rarely rhyme.

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