Uncivil War

Shemekia Copeland

Uncivil War


Uncivil War finds Shemekia blazing an exhilarating roots music trail, with many of the songs reflecting the spirit of our turbulent times.  Her passion-packed singing breathes fire into solemn, gospel-drenched anthems, lowdown blues, crunching rockers and frisky New Orleans R&B.  On captivating original songs and invigorating new takes on tracks by the Rolling Stones, Junior Parker and her father, famed bluesman Johnny Clyde Copeland, she commands listeners’ attention while exploring life’s daily struggles and triumphs, both political and personal.


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1. Clotilda's On Fire 4:26

SHE’S COMIN FOR YOU
HEAR THE CHAINS RATTLE
TURN YOU INTO A SLAVE
ANOTHER PIECE OF CHATTEL
ACROSS THE SEAS
STORMY WATERS
SHOWED NO MERCY
SHE WAS SATAN’S DAUGHTER
BORN TO STEAL
WITH BODIES TO SELL
SHE HAD HER OWN SPECIAL
PLACE IN HELL

CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
OFF THE ALABAMA COAST
CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
WE’RE STILL LIVIN’ WITH HER GHOST

SHE TOOK SOULS
ON A HORRIBLE TRIP
HER MORNING SONG
WAS THE CRACK OF A WHIP
ONES WHO SURVIVED
DIED A LONG TIME AGO
MOST OF THEM BURIED
OUT AT OLD PLATEAU
BUT THE PAIN AND THE MEMORY
WILL NEVER GO AWAY
HER SPIRITS STILL LIVES
BY THE SHORES OF THE BAY

CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
OFF THE ALABAMA COAST
CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
WE’RE STILL LIVIN’ WITH HER GHOST

SHE WAS A DIRTY SECRET
FORGOT BUT NOT FORGIVEN
BUT THE SHAME WAS SO GREAT
SHE COULD NOT STAY HIDDEN
SHE'S ON FIRE....

HER FLAME NO LONGER LIGHTS UP ATNIGHT
NOW DREAMS SURVIVE AND HOPE BURNS BRIGHT
PEOPLE STILL COME FROM MILES AROUND
TO PRAISE THE FOLKS OF AFRICATOWN
WHO ROSE FROM THE ASHES OF SAD HISTORY
TO STAND UNCHAINED PROUD AND FREE

CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
OFF THE ALABAMA COAST
CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
WE’RE STILL LIVIN’ WITH HER GHOST

CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
OFF THE ALABAMA COAST
CLOTILDA’S ON FIRE
WE’RE STILL LIVIN’
WE’RE STILL LIVIN’
WITH HER GHOST

2. Walk Until I Ride 4:13

HEAVENS OPENED UP
RAIN POURIN FROM THE SKY
MY ARM IN THE AIR
TRYIN TO FLAG A RIDE
BUT THE CABS DON’T GO
TO MY PART OF TOWN
THEY JUST PASSED ME BY
NOT EVEN SLOWIN DOWN.

SO I’M GONNA WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
AND I’M GONNA KEEP MY HEAD HELD HIGH
THEY CAN TRY TO TAKE MY FREEDOM
THEY CAN’T TAKE MY PRIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE

FOUR IN THE MORNIN
MY BABY CHILD WAS CRYIN
FEVER HE HAD
KEPT ON BURNIN HIGHER
GRABBED THE PHONE
DIALED 911
WHEN I TOLD THEM WHERE I LIVED
I KNEW THEY WOULDN’T COME

SO I’M GONNA WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
KEEP MY HEAD HELD WAY HIGH
TAKE MY FREEDOM
TAKE MY PRIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE

WE’RE WALKIN FOR THE POOR AND UNEMPLOYED
THE HOPELESS AND THE HUNGRY AND THOSE WHO HAVE NO JOY
WE’RE WALKING FOR THE REFUGEES AND THOSE WHO HAVE NO HOME
FOR EVERY SINGLE LIVING SOUL WHO FEELS ALL ALONE
WE’RE GONNA WALK….

IF YOU EVER STUMBLE
REACH OUT AND TAKE MY HAND
WE’RE IN THIS LIFE TOGETHER
TIL WE REACH THE PROMISED LAND
WE’RE GONNA KEEP ON WALKIN
TIL OUR SHOES WEAR OUT
UNTIL WE REACH SALVATION
YOU CAN HEAR US SHOUT

WE GONNA WALK
UNTIL WE RIDE
KEEP OUR HEAD HELD WAY HIGH
TAKE OUR FREEDOM
TAKE OUR PRIDE
BUT WE GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL WE RIDE

I’M GONNA WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
KEEP MY HEAD HELD WAY HIGH
TAKE MY FREEDOM
TAKE MY PRIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE

I’M GONNA WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
KEEP MY HEAD HELD WAY HIGH
TAKE MY FREEDOM
CAN’T TAKE MY PRIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE
I’M GONNA WALK WALK WALK
UNTIL I RIDE

 

3. Uncivil War 4:46

UNCIVIL WAR...UNCIVIL WAR
HOW LONG MUST WE FIGHT…THIS UNCIVIL WAR
THE SAME OLD WOUNDS…WE OPENED BEFORE
NOBODY WINS…AN UNCIVIL WAR

THE LINES ARE DRAWN
THE GLOVES ARE OFF
SMILES ARE GONE
WE’RE ALL TALKIN’ TOUGH

YOU CURSE ME OUT
AND I CUSS U BACK
EVERYTHING WE LOVE
IS UNDER ATTACK

THE SPIRITS ARE BACK…IN RAGS BLUE AND GREY
THOUGHT THEY WERE GONE…BUT THEY WON’T GO AWAY

UNCIVIL WAR...UNCIVIL WAR
HOW LONG MUST WE FIGHT…THIS UNCIVIL WAR
THE SAME OLD WOUNDS… WE OPENED BEFORE
NOBODY WINS…AN UNCIVIL WAR

YOU’RE SURE YOU’RE RIGHT
I’M SURE YOU’RE WRONG
WHY CAN’T WE ALL
JUST GET ALONG

YOU YELL FAKE
AND I YELL REAL
NOBODY SEEMS TO CARE
HOW THE OTHER GUY FEELS

KEEPING COUNT OF EACH OTHER’S SINS
ONLY PROBLEM IS NOBODY WINS

UNCIVIL WAR...UNCIVIL WAR
HOW LONG MUST WE FIGHT…THIS UNCIVIL WAR
THE SAME OLD WOUNDS…WE OPENED BEFORE
NOBODY WINS…AN UNCIVIL WAR

IT’S TIME TO CHILL
AGREE TO DISAGREE
CUT OUT
ALL THE HOSTILITY

CALL OFF THE FIGHTING
AND BRING IT TO AN END
WE CAN SHAKE HANDS
AND BE FRIENDS AGAIN

NOBODY’S BACKING DOWN
SOME WON’T EVEN TALK
THE TABLE’S EMPTY
WE ALL TOOK WALK

HE’S SAYS LEFT SHE SAYS RIGHT
ONE SAYS PEACE…THE OTHER SAYS FIGHT
ONE HAND’S A PALM…THE OTHER’S A FIST
ANOTHER CHANCE FOR LOVE…JUST GOT MISSED

UNCIVIL WAR...UNCIVIL WAR
HOW LONG MUST WE FIGHT…THIS UNCIVIL WAR
THE SAME OLD WOUNDS…WE OPENED BEFORE
NOBODY WINS…AN UNCIVIL WAR
NOBODY WINS…AN UNCIVIL WAR

4. Money Makes You Ugly 3:36


THE ICE IS MELTIN AND MY LAWN’S ON FIRE
THE WORLD ‘S GOT A FEVER GETTIN HIGHER AND HIGHER
RAPING MOTHER NATURE FRACKING UP THE EARTH
SELLING OFF THE LAND FOR ALL THAT ITS WORTH
JUST A LITTLE BLUE ROCK FLYING THROUGH SPACE
WHOEVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU OWN THIS PLACE

MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
BABY THAT’S THE TRUTH
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
YOU’RE THE LIVING PROOF
ONE THING IN LIFE I KNOW FOR SURE
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
THAT’S WHY I’M GLAD TO BE POOR.

WE’RE DRINKING WATER WHILE YOU’RE SIPPIN CHAMPAGNE
WHEN DO YOU THINK YOU’LL START TO FEEL ASHAMED
YOUR CONSCIENCE WAS LAID OFF WITH ALL THE PEOPLE YOU FIRED
TOOK BACK THEIR BENEFITS BEFORE THEY RETIRED
THE LAP OF LUXURY IT MUST FEEL NICE
BUT ONE DAY YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE

MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
BABY THAT’S THE TRUTH
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
YOU’RE THE LIVING PROOF
ONE THING IN LIFE I KNOW FOR SURE
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
THAT’S WHY I’M GLAD TO BE POOR.

YOU CAN HAVE THE BEST SMILE
MONEY CAN BUY
BOTOX YOUR LIPS
CHANGE THE COLOR OF YOUR EYES
BUT WHEN JUDGEMENT DAY COMES
YOU‘LL NEVER GONNA WIN
WHEN DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU KNOW YOU’RE UGLY AS SIN

ANOTHER HURRICANE IS COMIN’
A WHOLE BUNCH OF QUAKES
THE AIR JUST POISONED
GRANDMA’S BIRTHDAY CAKE
YOU TURNED A PRETTY GARDEN
INTO LIVING HELL
LIKE THROWING WOODEN NICKELS
IN A WISHING WELL
IT WAS GOOD WHILE IT LASTED
FUN THERE’S NO DOUBT
WILL THE LAST PERSON LEAVING
PLEASE TURN THE LIGHTS OUT.

MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
BABY THAT’S THE TRUTH
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
YOU’RE THE LIVING PROOF
ONE THING IN LIFE I KNOW FOR SURE
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
THAT’S WHY I’M GLAD TO BE POOR.

MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
THAT’S WHY I’M GLAD TO BE POOR.
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY
I’M SO HAPPY I’M POOR
MONEY MAKES YOU UGLY

 

5. Dirty Saint 3:33

DOWN IN A BAYOU WHERE NOBODY GOES
HE WAS MAKING LOVE TO MARIE LAVEAU
CONJURING MAGIC...TRICKS UP HIS SLEEVE
SPRINKLED HER HEART WITH THE FOUR THIEVES
OUT OF HIS MIND...TOTALLY SANE
DOIN’ THE SECOND LINE WITH A WALKIN CANE

DIRTY SAINT DIRTY SAINT
MIGHT BE IN HEAVEN
BUT HE PROBABLY AIN’T
PLAYED SO SWEET
MAKE A WOMAN FAINT
THEY’LL NEVER BE ANOTHER
LIKE THE DIRTY SAINT

HE COULD STAGGER HE COULD STROLL
STOLE TRICKNOLOGY FROM JELLY ROLL
PUMPING THEM PEDALS LIKE A GETAWAY CAR
HAD HIS FINGER SHOT OFF IN DOWNTOWN BAR
ALWAYS KNEW HOW TO KILL THE PAIN
THAT WAS MORE THAN HOLY WATER FLOWIN IN HIS VEINS

DIRTY SAINT DIRTY SAINT
MIGHT BE IN HEAVEN
BUT HE PROBABLY AIN’T
PLAYED SO SWEET
MAKE A WOMAN FAINT
THEY’LL NEVER BE ANOTHER
LIKE THAT DIRTY SAINT

JACQUIMO IKO JUNCO TOO
THAT DIRTY SAINT’S GONNA GET TO YOU

HIS HEART WAS PURE HIS SOUL WAS CLEAN
BLACKEST WHITE MAN THAT YOU EVER SEEN
HE HAD THE FEVER HE HAD THE FUNK
HE MADE SURE THAT IT NEVER STUNK
USED HIS GRIS GRIS TO FIGHT THE HATE
DANCING HIS WAY THROUGH THE PEARLY GATES

DIRTY SAINT DIRTY SAINT
MIGHT BE IN HEAVEN
BUT HE PROBABLY AIN’T
PLAYED SO SWEET
MADE THE WOMEN FAINT
THEY’LL NEVER BE ANOTHER
LIKE THAT DIRTY SAINT

DIRTY SAINT DIRTY SAINT
MIGHT BE IN HEAVEN
BUT HE PROBABLY AIN’T
KEPT THE FUNK ALIVE AND THAT’S A FACT
THERE’LL NEVER BE ANOTHER MAC REBENNACK

DIRTY SAINT DIRTY SAINT
MIGHT BE IN HEAVEN
BUT HE PROBABLY AIN’T
GILDED SPLINTERS HE WALKED ON
THERE’LL NEVER BE ANOTHER LIKE DR. JOHN.
NEVER BE ANOTHER LIKE THE DIRTY SAINT

6. Under My Thumb 3:10

UNDER MY THUMB
THE GUY WHO ONCE HAD ME DOWN
UNDER MY THUMB
THE GUY WHO ONCE PUSHED ME AROUND

IT'S DOWN TO ME
THE DIFFERENCE IN THE CLOTHES HE WEARS
DOWN TO ME, THE CHANGE HAS COME
HE’S UNDER MY THUMB

UNDER MY THUMB
THE SQUIRMIN' DOG WHO'S JUST HAD HIS DAY
UNDER MY THUMB
THE GUY WHO JUST CHANGED HIS WAYS

IT'S DOWN TO ME
YES IT IS
THE WAY HE DOES JUST WHAT HE’S TOLD TO
DOWN TO ME, CHANGE HAS COME
HE’S UNDER MY THUMB

IT'S DOWN TO ME
THE WAY HE TALKS WHEN HE'S SPOKEN TO
DOWN TO ME, THE CHANGE HAS COME
HE'S UNDER MY THUMB

UNDER MY THUMB
HIS EYES ARE JUST KEPT TO HISSELF
UNDER MY THUMB
I CAN STILL LOOK AT SOMEONE ELSE

IT'S DOWN TO ME
WHAT I SAID
THE WAY HE TALKS WHEN HE'S SPOKEN TO
DOWN TO ME, THE CHANGE HAS COME
HE'S UNDER MY THUMB

 

7. Apple Pie And A .45 3:45

APPLE PIE AND A .45

MAMA’S READIN GUNS N AMMO
SIPPIN LEMONADE
BABY’S IN THE BACKYARD
TOSSIN HAND GRENADES
GRANDPA’S SHOOTIN DINNER
SOME POSSUM AND SOME SQUIRREL
LAST NIGHT THEY ENDED UP SHOOTING
OUR NEIGHBOR’S BABY GIRL
EVERYBODY’S SO UPSET
EVERY PERSON IN THE TOWN
BUT THAT CAN'T BRING A LIFE BACK
AFTER IT’S SHOT DOWN

(CHORUS)
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45
AK 47 WITH A SHAKE ON THE SIDE
DON’T BOTHER RUNNIN CAUSE YOU CAN’T HIDE
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45

WE GO TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY
LIKE THE LORD TOLD US TO
TIL THE DAY A MADMAN
SHOT UP ALL THE PEWS
THE BLOOD FLOWED LIKE WATER
JUST LIKE CHERRY WINE
THE LOCAL UNDERTAKER SAID
YOU’LL HAVE TO WAIT IN LINE
SEVENTEEN SOULS SENT TO HEAVEN
SEVENTEEN BODIES TO THE GRAVE
ONE MAN SENT TO PRISON
WE’RE ALL HOPING HE’LL BE SAVED.

GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45
AK-47 A SHAKE ON THE SIDE
DON’T BOTHER RUNNIN CAUSE YOU CAN’T HIDE
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45

APPLE PIE AND A 45
AR-15 WITH A SHAKE ON THE SIDE
HOW MANY KIDS GONNA HAVE TO DIE
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45

BANG BANG RAT A TAT
LIFE’S OVER JUST LIKE THAT
BOOM BOOM POP POP
WHEN WE GONNA MAKE IT STOP?

SOMEBODY TOLD BOBBY
THAT HE WASN’T COOL
SO HE ENDED UP SHOOTIN'
ALL THE OTHER KIDS IN SCHOOL
HIS TEACHERS WERE ALL SHOCKED
SCOUT LEADER WAS SURPRISED
BOBBY WAS SO QUIET
JUST A REALLY NICE GUY
CAN’T SEEM TO STOP THE FUNERALS
THOUGH WE SAY WE CARE
ALL WE GOT FOR THOSE FAMILIES
IS OUR THOUGHTS AND ALL OUR PRAYERS

GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45
AK-47 WITH A SHAKE ON THE SIDE
HOW MANY KIDS GONNA HAVE TO DIE
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45

GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45
AR-15 A SHAKE ON THE SIDE
HOW MANY KIDS GONNA HAVE TO DIE
GIVE ME APPLE PIE AND A 45

8. Give God The Blues 3:47

GOD DON'T HATE THE MUSLIMS
GOD DON'T HATE THE JEWS
GOD DON'T HATE THE CHRISTIANS
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES
GOD DON'T HATE THE ATHEISTS
THE BUDDHISTS OR THE HINDUS
GOD LOVES EVERYBODY
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES

GOD AIN'T NO REPUBLICAN
HE AIN'T NO DEMOCRAT
HE AIN'T EVEN INDEPENDENT
GOD'S ABOVE ALL THAT
BIGGER THAN RELIGION
HE'S GOT A BETTER PLAN
THE SIGN SAYS GOD'S "GONE FISHIN'
FOR THE SOUL OF EVERY MAN"

GOD DON'T HATE THE MUSLIMS
GOD DON'T HATE THE JEWS
GOD DON'T HATE THE CHRISTIANS
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES
AN' GOD DON'T HATE THE ATHEISTS
THE BUDDHISTS OR THE HINDUS
GOD LOVES EVERYBODY
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES

GOD LOVES OLD BARTENDERS
THE PREACHERS THE WHORES AND FOOLS
AND THAT KARAOKE SINGER
JUST A-RUININ' "DON'T BE CRUEL"
THE WINNERS AND THE LOSERS
THE PRISONERS AND THE FREE
ALL THE SAINTS AND ALL THE SINNERS
EVEN YOU, YOU AND ME

GOD DON'T HATE THE MUSLIMS
GOD DON'T HATE THE JEWS
GOD DON'T HATE THE CHRISTIANS
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES
AN' GOD DON'T HATE THE ATHEISTS
THE BUDDHISTS OR THE HINDUS
GOD LOVES EVERYBODY
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES
GOD LOVES EVERYBODY
BUT WE ALL GIVE GOD THE BLUES

 

9. She Don't Wear Pink 2:58

SHE WAS JUST EIGHTEEN
A GOOD LITTLE WIFE
WHEN SHE DECIDED
TO TRY A NEW LIFE
THE BOY SHE MARRIED
WAS A REAL GOOD MAN
BUT SHE HAD FEELINGS
SHE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND
SHE LEFT A PILE OF DISHES
STACKED IN THE SINK
THE NIGHT SHE TOLD HIM
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.

SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
AND SHE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINK
DON’T BOTHER PUTTIN’ NO UMBRELLA IN HER DRINK
SHE AIN’T YOUR LITTLE BABY
AND SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.

SHE NEVER LIKED BARBIE
FORGET ABOUT KEN
PLAYED WITH HIM ONCE
BUT NEVER AGAIN
HER TASTES WE’RE DIFFERENT
SHE TRIED TO EXPLAIN
HER FAVORITE DOLLY
WAS A G.I. JANE
SHE THOUGH DRESSING LIKE MOMMY
WAS JUST RINKY DINK
AND DON’T BOTHER ASKING
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK

SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
AND SHE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINK
DON’T BOTHER PUTTIN’ NO UMBRELLA IN HER DRINK
SHE AIN’T YOUR LITTLE BABY
AND SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.

NEVER FELT GIRLIE
HATED BAKIN CAKES
THE SENIOR PROM
GAVE HER THE SHAKES
SHE WON’T LIVE A LIE
SHE’S AS STRONG AS CAN BE
WHEN SHE LOOKS IN THE MIRROR
SHE LIKES WHAT SHE SEES.

THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
THE AMERICAN DREAM
SKIN AS PERFECT
AS MOCHA ICE CREAM
SHE GOT A JOB TEACHING
AT THE HIGH SCHOOL
KIDS FINALLY HAD
A TEACHER WHO WAS COOL
BUT THE PARENTS GOT HER FIRED
THEY MADE A BIG STINK
WHEN THEY FOUND OUT
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.

SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
AND SHE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINK
DON’T BOTHER PUTTIN’ NO UMBRELLA IN HER DRINK
SHE AIN’T YOUR LITTLE BABY
AND SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.

SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
SHE DON’T WEAR PINK
AND SHE DON’T CARE WHAT ANYBODY THINK
DON’T BOTHER PUTTIN’ NO UMBRELLA IN HER DRINK
SHE AIN’T YOUR LITTLE BABY
AND SHE DON’T WEAR PINK.
SHE AIN’T YOUR LITTLE BABY
AND SHE DON’T WEAR PINK

10. No Heart At All 4:17

I WONDERED WHAT WAS WRONG
I COULDN’T WIN YOUR AFFECTION
EVERY TIME I GOT CLOSE
I GOT A CHILLY RECEPTION
THOUGHT YOU WERE BASHFUL
A LITTLE SHY
COULDN’T WARM YOU UP
NO MATTER HOW I TRIED
THOUGHT YOU WERE COOL
DIDN’T WANT TO MOVE FIRST
THEN I FOUND OUT IT WAS A WHOLE LOT WORSE

YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL
NOTHING IN THERE BEATING
NOT EVEN SOMETHING SMALL
THINK YOU BETTER GIVE
YOUR DOCTOR A CALL
YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL

WHEN WE’RE TOGETHER
DON’T WANT THE LOVE TO STOP
THEN YOUR EYES FREEZE OVER
THE TEMPERATURE DROPS
WHEN I TRY TO HEAT THINGS UP
GET A LITTLE BOLDER
ALL I GET IS A BIG COLD SHOULDER
TELL YOU I LOVE YOU
YOU DON’T EVEN LISTEN
NOW I KNOW
EXACTLY WHAT’S MISSING

YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL
NOTHING IN THERE BEATING
NOT EVEN SOMETHING SMALL
MAYBE YOU BETTER GIVE
YOUR DOCTOR A CALL
YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL

THERE’S A GREAT BIG HOLE
WHERE YOUR HEART USED TO BE
JUST AN EMOTIONAL VACANCY
MUST BE LONELY IN THERE
WHEN NIGHT STARTS TO FALL
YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL

MOST PEOPLE HAVE FEELINGS
DEEP INSIDE
STRONG EMOTIONS THAT THEY JUST CAN’T HIDE
EYES THAT CRY HEARTS THAT BLEED
SOME OTHER PERSON THAT THEY MAY NEED
BUT WHEN YOU WERE BORN YOU WERE MISSING A PART
GOD GAVE YOU EVERYTHING EXCEPT FOR A HEART

YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL
NOTHING IN THERE BEATING
NOT EVEN SOMETHING SMALL
THINK YOU BETTER GIVE
YOUR DOCTOR A CALL
YOU’RE NOT COLD HEARTED
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL

NO HEART AT ALL
NOTHING IN THERE BEATING
YOU GOT NO HEART AT ALL

 

11. In The Dark 4:27

I HEARD YOU WAS OUT
HIGH AS YOU COULD BE
KISSIN OTHER WOMEN
AND YOU KNOW IT WASN'T ME
THAT AIN'T RIGHT BABE
NO, NO, NO, THAT AIN'T RIGHT
WHAT GOES ON IN THE DARK
WILL SOON COME TO LIGHT

YOU SAY YOU WAS WHISKEY LOW
SPENDING ALL MY DOUGH
YOU TOLD ME THINGS
THAT YOU NEVER TOLD ME BEFORE
THAT AIN'T RIGHT BABE
NO, NO, NO, THAT AIN'T RIGHT
WHAT GOES ON IN THE DARK
WILL SOON COME TO LIGHT

ONE OF THESE DAYS
JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE
YOU GONNA REALIZE
THE WAY YOU TREATED ME
THAT AIN'T RIGHT BABE
NO, NO, NO, IT AIN'T RIGHT
CAUSE WHAT GOES ON IN THE DARK
WILL SOON COME TO LIGHT

 

12. Love Song 3:04

ME AND MY FRIENDS
GET TOGETHER AT HOME
WE SANG AND PLAYED THE BLUES ALL NIGHT LONG
BUT YOU COMING HOME
SO STRONG
YOU GOT ME SINGLING A LOVE SONG

I LOVE THE BLUES
CHERISH THE SOUND
IF IT WASN'T FOR THE BLUES
I DON'T THINK I'D WOULD WEIGH OVER 90 POUNDS
BUT YOU COMING HOME
SO STRONG
YOU GOT ME SINGING A LOVE SONG

THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE
LIKE MUSIC TO MY EARS
YOUR EVERY TOUCH
SOOTHES ME THROUGH MY DEAR
YOU COMING HOME
SO STRONG
YOU GOT ME SINGING A LOVE SONG

MY FEELINGS FOR YOU
HAVE GROWN SO STRONG
PLEASE DON'T YOU EVER LEAVE ME, BABY
HONEY ALL ALONE
YOU COMING HOME
SO STRONG
YOU GOT ME SINGING A LOVE SONG

YOU COMING HOME
SO STRONG
YOU GOT ME SINGING A LOVE SONG

 

Produced by Will Kimbrough
Executive Producer: John Hahn
Recorded and mixed by Sean Sullivan at the Butcher Shoppe, Nashville, TN.
Mastered by Jim Demain at Yes Master, Nashville, TN.
Photos by Michael White
Packaging design by Kevin Niemiec

This album is dedicated to two heroes we lost, Dr. John and John Prine.  And to a hero still here, my Mom.

Thanks  to Brian Schultz, Johnny Lee, Sandra Copeland, Cindi Hahn, Tory Edwards, Phyllis Edwards, Fran Digel, Amy Brat, Betsy Kopczynski, Jessica Kimbrough, Arthur Neilson, Willie Scandlyn, Kevin Jenkins, Robin Gould, Barbara Newman, Annasi Sutton, Tom Marker, Niko Skipitaris, Blackie and Red, and as always, my dad, Johnny Clyde.

Special thanks to Patrick McAuliff, Bruce Iglauer, Tim Kolleth, Marc Lipkin and everyone at Alligator Records, Lou Brutus, Ric Whitney, Roger Richard of Blu Skye Productions and Deed Eddy.

Humongous thanks to Will Kimbrough, Jason Isbell, Duane Eddy, Steve Cropper, Kingfish, Jerry Douglas, Sam Bush, Webb Wilder, John Hahn and all the artists who appeared on this record.

Shemekia supports the Blues Foundation.

Management: John Hahn Management, Phone: (212)580-5722, jhahn4@gmail.com
Booking: Patrick McAuliff, Mint Talent Group, Patrick@MintTalentGroup.com


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1. Clotilda’s On Fire (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Jason Isbell: Lead Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums

2. Walk Until I Ride (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Jerry Douglas: Lap Steel Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
Lisa Oliver-Gray, Janelle Means and Will Kimbrough: Background Vocals

3. Uncivil War (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Jerry Douglas: Dobro
Sam Bush: Mandolin
Steve Conn: Hammond B3 organ
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
Orphan Brigade: Background Vocals

4. Money Makes You Ugly (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Christone "Kingfish" Ingram: Lead Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
Lisa Oliver-Gray and Janelle Mean: Background Vocals

5. Dirty Saint (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Phil Madeira: Organ
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
Lisa Oliver-Gray, Janelle Means and Will Kimbrough: Background Vocals

6. Under My Thumb (Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, ABKCO Music Inc., BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
The Shemekia Shnappers (Pete Abbott, John Hahn, Will Kimbrough): Percussion

7. Apple Pie And A .45 (John Hahn and Will Kimbrough, Avarice and Greed Publishing /Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp. BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums

8. Give God The Blues (Shawn Mullins, Phil Madeira and Chuck Cannon, Chuck Cannon Music, BMI/Nashville Minute, BMI/Roadieodie Music/ Warner Tamerlane, BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Phil Madeira: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums

9. She Don’t Wear Pink (John Hahn and Webb Wilder, Avarice and Greed Publishing, BMI/Montressa Music, SESAC)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Duane Eddy: Guitar
Webb Wilder: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums
Lisa Oliver-Gray and Janelle Means: Background Vocals

10. No Heart At All (John Hahn, Will Kimbrough and Tom Hambridge, Avarice and Greed Publishing , BMI/Will Kimbrough Music c/o Bluewater Music Corp., BMI/Tom Hambridge Tunes, ASCAP)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Jerry Douglas: Lap Steel Guitar
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums

11. In The Dark (Herman Parker and Don Robey, Songs of Universal Inc., BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Steve Cropper: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums

12. Love Song (Johnny Clyde Copeland, Johnny Clyde Copeland, Inc., BMI)

Shemekia Copeland: Vocals
Will Kimbrough: Guitar
Lex Price: Bass
Pete Abbott: Drums