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Thread #113245 Message #2621366
Posted By: GUEST
29-Apr-09 - 02:16 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Look for Me in Butte (Utah Phillips)
Subject: Lyr Add: LOOK FOR ME IN BUTTE (Utah Phillips)
Well, folks been waiting for a awhile, so I hadda transcribe it for ya'll, because I just went looking for it, and can't find it anywhere.
Just found the Utah Phillips tribute album on Amazon, and it went on the to-buy list, highest priority. For the Butte Montana lovers, or fools like me that were born and grew up there, I'm also gonna have to get Mark Ross's Look For Me In Butte album
LOOK FOR ME IN BUTTE
As I walk the concrete canyons here in Frisco by the sea There's lots of room for plutocrats but no place left for me The flops are gone to condos, the skids are down the chute But looking don't cost nothing, boys, so look for me in Butte.
Look for me in Butte, Montana, high upon the hill Where it seems that you can live a month on a twenty-dollar bill Come Bessie, put the kettle on. I've been out on a toot When there's nothing left worth looking for, you look for me in Butte
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain the jungle fire's have died These piggy-back containers, there's no place a bo can ride The bulls are getting surly, seems they're more inclined to shoot I'm tired of being civilized so look for me in Butte
Look for me in Butte, if you're looking anywhere Whatever I've been missing here sure is bound to happen there Come Bessie, put the kettle on. I've been out on a toot When there's no place left worth looking for, you look for me in Butte
And when my life is over, and the final race is run I'll think about the good times, and all the things I've done When I'm packing my last bindle down the Indian Valley route If I can't get into heaven, boys, you look for me in Butte
Look for me in Butte where my ragged soul can mend In a world that's full of strangers you can always find a friend Come Bessie, put the kettle on. I've been out on a toot When there's no place left worth looking for, you look for me in Butte
Look for me in Butte where the mountains touch the stars I'll be drinking with the miners in the old Helsinki bar Come Bessie, put your bonnet on, let's go out on a toot When there's no place left worth looking for, you look for me in Butte