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Lyr Req: The Powers Brothers (Nancy McCallion)

17 Sep 09 - 03:28 PM (#2725543)
Subject: Lyr Req: Powers Brothers by The Mollys
From: AnneMC

Can anyone help out with the lyrics for 'The Powers Brothers' that Nancy McCallion sings on The Mollys recording 'Only a Story' and any guidance re chords/tunings appreciated too.

Anne


17 Sep 09 - 04:03 PM (#2725564)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Powers Brothers by The Mollys
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

You can find Nancy McCallion songs on Nancy McCallion Songs. (Press Enter to continue - you can reject all the ActiceX if you want). In particular you can find your song here: The Powers Brothers.

Mick


18 Sep 09 - 03:06 AM (#2725831)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Powers Brothers by The Mollys
From: AnneMC

Many thanks, it is a wonderful site with Nancy's lyrics. Much appreciated.
Now - does anyone know if there is a true story behind the Powers Brothers song?

Anne


20 Sep 09 - 02:06 PM (#2727449)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE POWERS BROTHERS (Nancy McCallion)
From: Jim Dixon

Copied from the web site linked above:


THE POWERS BROTHERS
Nancy McCallion

I am not a Powers of the whiskey, although I been partial to Jack.
My homeland would be Arizona. a miner I'd be for a fact.
I spent long years in prison, never afraid to confess.
'Twas me that did gun down the sheriff and it's fifty years, I guess.

CHORUS: And there's gold in a hole on a hill in the Galleros Mountains.
My story's told, but there's no one will e'er see the gold.

We had a dispensation: mine minerals for the war.
The sheriff and his posse came knocking at the door.
They had no dispensation for doing what they done.
They shot down my old father and we killed them every one.

That sheriff out of Wilcox heard rumors of the gold.
He shot down my old father before his tale was told.
I said to Tom, my brother, we'll dynamite the shaft,
And we blew our precious gold mine all the way to hell and back.

No more I'll hold a Winchester. No more I'll hew a rock.
I never knew a woman before I knew a lock.
I go from here an old man, young once just like you,
But I have myself a story, be it lies or be it true.


Copyright 2000, Nancy McCallion, from "Only a Story", The Mollys