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  1. Dimestore Life

From the recording Yelling at Mary

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Backing Vocals – Andrew Hyra
Bass – Bob Glaub
Drums – Kenny Aronoff
Electric Guitar – Mark Goldenberg, Mark Scandariato
Percussion – Luis Conte
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar – Mary Karlzen
Backing Vocals – Andrew Hyra
Bass – Bob Glaub
Drums – Kenny Aronoff
Electric Guitar – Mark Goldenberg, Mark Scandariato
Percussion – Luis Conte
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar – Mary Karlzen

Lyrics

Dimestore Life

Hey I know it’s hard to let go, but these mistakes I gotta make, I gotta make on my own.
Oh what a wonderful ride when all the happiness in the world was right here on the inside, right here on the inside.

She was sixteen never knew more then the back porch swing and the counter at the dime store. What do you know? She had dreams, dreams of many things, a life on the road and all that brings. Oh there’s got to be more than this counter at the dime store.

Oh what does this life have in store? I need to know if there’s anymore. I need to know.
Mama won’t you please let me go. Mama won’t you please let me go.

Wave goodbye at the end of spring. Drop down a graduation gown and high school ring, echo on the gym floor. A life made from cards and sticks, the kinda broke that money can’t fix. Oh this road will take me somewhere and I’ll know it when I get there.

Day to day and town to town, Mama writes, I can never track her down. She’s gonna find what she’s looking for. Thirty-one when she finally makes it home with the wisdom of the world a woman fully grown. Oh I never needed more than this counter at the dimestore, than this counter at the dimestore.