MAN: 1, 2, check, check, hey.

[guitar strumming] NARRATOR: On this episode of The Local Groove Presents, playing country junk, Ma'am.

MAN: How is it level wise?

[mic static] WOMAN: The following program was produced in the Dr. Keiko Miwa Ross WPSU Production Studio in University Park, Pennsylvania.

BOTH: Support for The Local Group Presents comes from the Rockwell Foundation, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, supporting the arts, science, technology, and education, and a proud supporter of local programs on WPSU.

[ma'am, "no cadillac"] (SINGING) And the battery is dead on the first one The windows, they've been rolling down awful fast Another junk fell off the truck just a week ago And it's been years since the van could pass But now here in this valley no one seems to drive real slow This old luxury vehicle, the only one I seem to need To get me going where I want to go But if I had to say what I got today [inaudible] willing to provide Well, take from me Because I know exactly what will and won't suffice No, daddy, don't buy me no Coupe de Ville I've been trying real hard to race through this hill I ain't trying to give you comfortable, let it all fail So daddy, don't buy me no Coupe de Ville I ain't tryin' to fall in love with no fool in the back So daddy, don't buy me no Cadillac Well, I took French in high school But I never did too well in class So the name of that devil And speaking to my level of A-plus in acting class Ain't sure I known ain't had one And you better believe I left [inaudible] But if it's up to me, that cursed couch on wheels Ain't about to be my thing So if I had to say what I've got today What kind man willing to dispense But don't come and propose and think Low and slow is what'll get her off that fence No, daddy don't buy me no Coupe de Ville I've been trying real hard to race through this hill I ain't trying to get you comfortable let if all fail So daddy, don't buy me no Coupe de Ville And I ain't trying to fall in love with no fool in the back So daddy, don't buy me no Cadillac And if you even see me driving past Well, you better believe 120's What you've got to have to catch me at No, daddy, don't buy me no Coupe de Ville I've been trying real hard to race through this hill I ain't trying to get you comfortable, let it all fails So daddy, don't buy me no Coupe de Ville I ain't trying to fall in love with no fool in the back So daddy, don't buy me no Cadillac No Cadillac No Cadillac No Cadillac Cool.

Yeah.

Yeah!

[cheers] All right.

[laughs] Yeah!

[ma'am, "rules 2 ramblin'"] (SINGING) Well, I have found a road And all I do is drive Looking through a windshield And passing billboard signs Whoo!

Well, I ain't gonna drown in White Lightning Just living for Saturday night A good time has always possessed me Just like a ruby shine But they'll never come to arrest me About to wet my wheels with wine No rules to ramblin' just advice Woo-hoo Well, I have grown up watching Ain't nobody want to get around And even if they leave here Their plans are still to settle down Man, maybe I'm still working But I've been saving every dime So when we get bored by next year We can just hop on [inaudible] And drive Now I ain't gonna drown in White Lightning Just living for Saturday night A good time has always possessed me Just like a ruby shine And they'll never come to arrest me About to wet my wheels with wine No rules to ramblin', just advice I reckon I could give 'em some advice now Whoo!

Whoo!

Well, I ain't gonna drown in White Lightning Just living for Saturday night But a good time has always possessed me Just like a ruby shine But they'll never come to arrest me About to wet my wheels with wine But they'll never come to arrest me The [inaudible] never seen me fly Never They'll never come to arrest me About to wet my wheels with wine No rules to ramblin' [sighs] Just advice Yeah MAN: Ready?

Right, here we go.

[ma'am, "clock's tickin"] (SINGING) Oh!

Ah!

Whoo!

Well, I'm a wild bull running coming out of the gate To get you off on my back Don't tell me how to escape Well, I've been tapping my toes Looking for something to do I've been showing my gums Oh, I've been chewing on you While walking up and down the lost highway That I call my dim lit hallway Any minute now, I'm going to run my mouth Just count the times that you [inaudible] Clock's ticking [guitar solo] Woo!

Ow!

Uh oh Brick kicking for days in this china shop I've been window shopping I've been throwing rocks Oh, I've been sleeping late And up all night I've been watching the news Oh, I've been starting to fight.

I've been reading up about the end of days Washing my hands, running around [?

and pray ?]

Any minute now, the sky will open up God'll take me with him in his pick up truck Clock's ticking [guitar solo] I'm itching Woo!

Start licking [electric guitar solo] [trombone solo] Woo!

[guitar solo] Woo!

[laughing] Well, I'm a wild bull running coming out of the gate To get you off of my back Don't tell me how to escape Well, I've been tapping my toes looking for something to do I've been showing my gums I've been chewing on you We'll I've been walking up and down the lost highway That I call my dim lit hallway Any minute now, I'm going to run my mouth Just count the times that you [inaudible] Clock's ticking [guitar solo] MAN: 1, 2.

[ma'am, "elijah"] (SINGING) Elijah You need a good woman Tell you that you're wrong And maybe even three Why'd it have to be me?

Why'd it have to be me?

Elijah Why, I wake up every morning I feed you till you're happy Then I come home and you scream Why'd it have to be me?

Why'd it have to be me?

Well, you go out every day You puff your chest Tell her why you're the best Make sure she knows you're all she'll ever need Then you come home to me Elijah Well, I can see you at the neighbors I can see you talking to her Yeah, I seen't you through the trees Why'd it have to be me?

Why'd it have to be me?

Elijah You ain't know that we all love you Never did nothing to you All we're begging for is peace Why'd it have to be me?

Why'd it have to be me?

Well, you go out every day You puff your chest Tell her why you're the best But you come home and you kick and scream and cry While we're all trying to get some rest And the wind couldn't even wash your anger free Why'd it have to be me?

Why'd it have to be me?

[instrumental section] [ma'am, "gilded brambles"] (SINGING) See that cowgirl up on her saddle Flickering so against the gilded brambles How's she's going to make it out?

Her love is burning under cover How's she going to make it through the funnel of love?

Well, I've been down before I know it's hard to feel secure When your days don't seem to pass When your nights are here to last Oh Oh See that cowboy trying to wrangle 100 splinters in his sandal How's he going to make it out?

Walking around with a bee in his bonnet Or maybe just a heart ache in his pocket What's he going to do?

Well, I've been down before When it's hard to feel secure When your days don't seem to pass When your nights are here to last Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh [instrumental solo] Well, I let the water fall over my hair And it washed away the thoughts are not needed to carry around In the space that my brain calls a home So I could make room for my new thoughts to roam [ma'am, "water song"] (SINGING) To the mountains and meadows and places you know The gorges and canyons your hearts come to love To the rivers and valleys you'll never let go We'll go on vacation while I'm all alone [instrumental solo] When I got to the river I noticed it changed The way that it went and the way that it came And I watched as the water, it float to and fro And realized it followed wherever you go [instrumental solo] Because you are the water that washes me free That kisses me gently and make sure I sleep You're the tide that awakes me and shows me the way And the cool glass I need at the end of each day [instrumental solo] Because you are the water that washes me free That kisses me gently and makes sure I sleep You're the tide that awakes me and shows me the way And the cool glass I need at the end of each day [ma'am, "ride this"] [instrumental solo] (SINGING) You've got your problems I've got my wit Well, I'll help you solve them If I can sing it You say that's catchy Oh, wait, that's me Now you feel angry I start to leave You get angry I get bored I get wasted You want more [screaming] [instrumental solo] You've got your problems I've got my hope Well, I'll help you solve them If you help me cope You say that's a deal I say, I'm in Now we've forgotten What was the plan You get angry I get bored I get wasted You want more I get angry You get bored We get wasted We want more [instrumental solo] You get angry I get bored I get wasted You want more We get angry We get bored We get wasted We want more More More More More [screaming] [instrumental solo] Good night, everyone.

Say good night.

Say good night, Ma'aM.

Good night, Ma'aM.

[laughing] NARRATOR: Support for the Local Groove Presents comes from the Rockwell Foundation.

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania supporting the arts, science, technology, and education, and a proud supporter of local programs on WPSU.